ferrumaeternum: (conjurer of cheap tricks)
Three weeks until I get my life back and start making art again. I’m never going to complain about projects I have to do for my studio classes, since all these non-art ones have been wasting all my free time with having to read and write papers.


In the meantime, Peaches will still be taking over LiveJournal, accidentally clicking on links, and starting up songs in iTunes when she rolls over. She also enjoys watching the nom nom nom video while plotting how to kill each of those little critters.

Much complaining and making things into a bigger deal than need be under the cut because I simply needed to vent. Move along, nothing to see here. )

Next week should be better, since I’ll be seeing Franz Ferdinand and Flight of the Conchords and getting more tattoo work done with the $225 I got back from my taxes (there was a second check my dad didn't tell me about, so I got more than the expected $168). :D I also applied at the T.J. Maxx in Germantown, which is only ten minutes away from where I live as opposed to the 40 minutes I drove to the one in Brookfield last summer, so I’m crossing my fingers they’ll call me for an interview. If not, there are other retailers that are hiring and I could see if anyone needs a babysitter. I will do anything besides work in the food industry and am determined to find a job this summer.
ferrumaeternum: (spinal tap)
I know I’ve hardly updated LiveJournal in the past few months. I’ve just haven’t really wanted to make my presence known. I feel like being a recluse, actually making some art outside of assignments for a change, and emerging once I’m feeling more confident. Perhaps I just need to start drawing and writing more and through catharsis, I'll feel a bit more open again. I promised myself I'm going to do some drawings in an old sketchbook I made with various background treatments back in high school. That might help. More importantly, I need to get back to drawing in general, since I haven't created anything other than digital work this semester.

I think it goes without saying that I didn’t go to the Pagan Knights Tour over Spring Break. He never got back to me, and it came and went. It’s a shame he puts me behind his ridiculous number of friends when I’m the only other heathen he knows that also listens to the same music as he does and knows just as much about Asatru and Tolkien. However, I think that’s where the problem lies: he’s one of these guys who likes to be the know-it-all, and I’m a major threat to this. He’s too immature and can’t handle someone who may be above his level of knowledge on his favorite subjects. Just like all the others, he’ll probably eventually realize he made a big mistake, but I decided I’m not going to try to salvage any shards of a friendship that may remain. I also refuse to be his rebound once he breaks up with the nasty illegal immigrant, which I’m almost expecting to happen after the guys I’ve known to be just like him have done the same thing. Now he has the Gods to reckon with, since he really proved to be much of an honorable heathen. Pushing me aside, not getting back to me, and refusing hospitality aren’t exactly good for one’s reputation, nor follow the teachings of Havamal. For that, I am also sorry. Thankfully I’m not too concerned about going to Paganfest now, after Eluveitie dropped out.

On the bright side, my dad decided he doesn't really want to move back in, so at least that's not an issue at the moment. However, I'm annoyed that he planned a trip down to Texas over Spring Break and didn't invite us. To make it worse, SXSW was going on at the time, and I obviously would have loved to go.
ferrumaeternum: (conjurer of cheap tricks)
There was some major drama with my photography class, so I felt the best thing to do was drop it. In a nutshell, I got locked inside the darkroom three times (which are also apparently soundproof) and had to wait until someone walked by and saw me moving the doorknob in order to let me out, had only 20 out of the 72 photos I took turn out despite putting them perfectly on the reels and following the development instructions to a tee, and wasted several hours over the weekend outside in below-freezing weather taking them. Of course, the critique would have been during the next class, and there was no way in hell I was going to try to retake the photos I needed over the weekend and spend hours developing them. Just to develop the film took five hours, since all the darkrooms were full, and I don’t have that kind of time to waste nor the extra money to spend on a bunch of rolls of film that may or may not turn out. I think I’m going to stick to digital or at least have professionals develop my film from now on and see if I can’t pick up a printmaking class or two this fall to fulfill my 2-D studio requirements instead. I also need to stay with mediums I have control over. I’m annoyed that I’m only taking 12 credits again, but it’s looking like I’ll have to go an extra semester anyway, so it’s not like one class is going to make a huge difference. The only things is I’m an art major and I have no studio classes this semester, but hopefully this will give me the opportunity to do some of my own work.

Things with the guy from my Norse Mythology class are…progressing? )

On the bright side, I got Franz Ferdinand and Flight of the Conchords tickets (eighth row!). I’ve got to start watching my money, though, since I have a tattoo appointment in less than two weeks. I’ve also been talking to my old suitemates from last year, and they said they’d be down for going to Paganfest in Chicago if all our schedules allow it. Unfortunately, it’s during finals, so we’re going to have to wait and see as it gets closer.
ferrumaeternum: (hail to the hammer)
Well, I’ve just finished buying ten textbooks for this semester. I don’t mind reading, but come on. This is a little ridiculous. A hiatus may be in order, depending on how things go. My classes have been off to a good start, although I'm a little disappointed with the content of my anthropology class, and one in particular is worth mentioning at this point.

In Norse Mythology we watched the newer Beowulf movie with Angelina Jolie. Let me tell you, there’s a reason it’s in the $2.99 bin at Blockbuster. It’s the worst film I’ve ever seen. The only thing good about it is the special effects and cinematography. There were some unintentionally funny moments like when Beowulf ripped his way out of a sea monster via its eye and yelled “Beeeeeoooowuuuuuuulf!” Other than that, it was so cheesy and far from historically accurate. The visual representation of Grendel and his mother (played by Jolie who can’t act to save herself) was so farfetched it was a joke. It makes me sick that Hollywood wasted so much money on that bullshit. I can’t believe the professor chose this one over Beowulf & Grendel, which only came out a year prior. The two only thing that bothered me about that one were the actress who plays Selma wasn’t that great, and most of the characters had Scottish accents while they were playing Danes and Swedes (with the exception of the Irish monk). Otherwise, it’s a pretty good film with some actual humor, a well-developed and focused plot, showed the true nobility of the heathens, and yeah…Gerard Butler as Beowulf. 'Nuff said.

Which reminds me, there’s this Swedish guy in my Norse Mythology class, and you can probably guess where this is headed… )
ferrumaeternum: (zodiac)
Ok, so it isn't winter yet, but it sure feels like it!

Last night was the first measurable snowfall of the season. When I woke up at 9:30 AM, there were only two inches on the ground, but now that I’m back in the Falls for Thanksgiving Break, there are four inches out here.

This is what it looked like from my dorm window this morning )

I decided to skip the one class I have tomorrow and come home early for the peace and quiet of rural suburbia and to avoid the mad rush when masses by the thousands leave the dorms tomorrow night. I’m just glad the weather is warmer because when you have no choice but to wear leggings, it’s much more pleasant walking to class when it’s in the 30’s than last Friday when it was 15˚F.

All of this means my week from homework hell is over! It looks like I may be able to pass astronomy after all, and I finished all my paintings but one. Luckily I have an awesome professor for that class and she said she’d still give me credit if I have it done by next week. I’m not too worried because this is the first slip-up I’ve had for that class all semester. As for my fate in astronomy, I won’t be able to tell until the grades I got on today’s exam and last week’s homework are posted. However, I managed to bring the average on my quizzes up to an 83%.

After the sciatic nerve idiocy of this weekend, I managed to stupidly injure myself again today. This time I figured if I could put push pins through a wet oil painting before putting it on the wall, I could avoid getting paint all over my hands. This was successful until I pushed a bit too hard and the pin came out the other side and got stuck in my finger. Unfortunately, I was the last one putting up my work, and the whole class watched as I bled all over myself, my work, and somehow smeared it onto a dirty table. I also seem to have hit a nerve as I’ve been having trouble moving it and it keeps involuntarily shaking. But the good news is I’ve recently had a tetanus shot and all of my pieces were chosen among the most successful ones for each assignment, so even though I fail at life, at least I don’t fail at introductory-level painting.
ferrumaeternum: (really kind of a sleazebag)
That 26-year-old illustrator guy who found me on MySpace is now stalking me. All we did was exchange some messages back and forth, and he thinks it's something serious. After I started getting some weird vibes from him and found out that we don't have as much in common as I thought, I told him I am very busy now (which I am) and that I would let him know if and when I'm available. The funny thing is that I never mentioned or hinted that I was interested in dating him. He simply asked if I'd like to go out for coffee sometime. Anyway, after a week went by, he sent me a message nagging me, and asking what he did wrong. I have a lot of work to do right now, and the last thing I need is some needy guy adding to the stress, so I blocked him. I hoped he would just think I deleted MySpace, or at least leave me alone if he figured out I blocked him. But no, he goes and creates a new account just to harass me with. He sent me a message mocking various things I'm interested in that he's not, saying how we have so much in common when we have completely different tastes and priorities, and asking what my problem is. I think the best thing to do now is just ignore everything he sends me and not block the new accounts he creates.

It may seem pointless that I'm letting this get to me, but it spills over into "real life", since he attends Friday Night Figure Drawing pretty much every week. Next semester, I will be required to attend, and I've already seen him there before he even started messaging me, so I'm a bit concerned. Not only does it go for three hours, but it ends at 10:00 PM, and I'll be walking through deserted dark plazas and woods at night to get back to the dorms, and this guy definitely seems like the type who would actually go after me. (This guy I went to school with years ago stalked and sexually harassed me, so I think I can trust my instincts when it comes to this one. I just hope I don't have to get administration and police involved this time.) MIAD's figure drawing sessions are on Tuesday evenings, so hopefully my schedule next semester will permit me to attend, even if I have to take the bus and spend more money.

I also forgot to mention that this guy who found me on MySpace a day before the Children of Bodom show approached me as I was leaving the venue. The only reason he left me alone was because Robbie was there, and I know this because he said so later. At least now that I've blocked him, he has left me alone, knock on wood.

Honestly, I get tons of creepers trying to get with me on Facebook and MySpace, but these are the first times they've been this persistent and are people I've seen and probably will unfortunately see again in person. I refuse to let them win by deleting my pages. Plus, the networking has been useful and more good than harm has come out of having them.

I also got charged $30 by US Cellular for browsing ringtones on my phone using EasyEdge, and I didn't even pick one! The application said it was free to sample for a day, which I did. I don't think it's fair to charge for that when I didn't even do anything. My sister did pick a ringtone for her phone, so maybe that's what the service charge was actually for.
ferrumaeternum: (Default)
"...I am tired when I get up. Life requires an effort which I cannot make. Please give me that heavy book. I need to put something heavy like that on top of my head. I have to place my feet under the pillows always, so as to be able to stay on earth. Otherwise I feel myself going away, going away at a tremendous speed, on account of my lightness. I know that I am dead. As soon as I utter a phrase my sincerity dies, becomes a lie whose coldness chills me. Don't say anything, because I see that you understand me, and I am afraid of your understanding. I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and the ruler of my universe. I am in great terror of your understanding by which you penetrate into my world, and then I stand revealed and I have to share my kingdom with you." – Anais Nïn

Any doubt regarding Kurt’s intentions has disappeared now that he’s asked me out for coffee. I’m still very apprehensive about all of this. I'm afraid of commitment, afraid of being tied down or restricted in any way. This guy, like all the others, seems to want to get serious pretty fast based on all that he's sent me. I understand that he's a bit older than me and is probably ready for it, but I'm not. He also won't tell me where he lives and it doesn't say on his profile. Based on his phone number, I'm assuming he lives in Milwaukee, but I don't live here on the weekends. I don't think I can trust him. I mean, I met him on MySpace. We have some things in common, but not enough, so I think I might have to let him go. I know I'm making assumptions, but I'm afraid I'm a bit too wild for him, and I'm not comfortable dating someone who has very different tastes in music, art, and film, and lives a completely different lifestyle. He is also very deeply-rooted in this city, and quite frankly, I don't want to live here longer than I need to. I wish I could just delete him from my friends and be done with this, but I have a bad feeling I'll eventually run into him at Friday Night Figure Drawing, and I don't want to turn an uncomfortable situation into something resentful. In fact, I'm pretty sure I've seen him there before.

I know part of this is my fault due to my self-imposed anxiety, not trusting others and being ridiculously picky when it comes to men, but I have enough stress trying to get everything done for school, especially the artwork, and still being able to do the things I want in what little free time I have. If I'm going to make an effort to adjust my schedule for some guy, I feel I should really be into him (which after talking to him more, I find I'm not).

This entry is kind of pointless, but I didn't want to leave off with the notion I had in the last one or delete it. I'm annoyed that I let some silly Internet conversation affect me like this in the first place, but it did, so I'm documenting it. Above of all, it reaffirmed what my priorities in life are right now and what I need (and don't) to be happy.
"Feeling lonely and content at the same time, I believe, is a rare kind of happiness." - Tuomas Holopainen, "Lagoon"

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