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crazyfurriesI believe I forgot to update things yesterday. Specially since an odd thing happened.
Odd thing one (is not so odd) I woke up with out the aid of an alarm and started to get ready for school when i realised. I DIDN'T HAVE SCHOOL.
Odd thing two: I think I'm getting the hang of using the computer to colorize piccies! YAY ME!
Odd thing three: Met the hawk that's been hanging around where I live on the paper route during butt-farking cold weather. I saw it, it saw me and just kind of stood there for a few moments, a feshly caught bird stillin it's talons. Then it flew off, not at all phased by me, right into the spruces near my house. after that I lost sight of it.
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End of stuff from yesterday
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Today's issues
I got an even better grasp on how to use the computer to colorize my pics through experimetning. yay.
I did a lot of fun piccies.
Just now mom came down to bug me about what i'm going to do for college. And now after a while of having her sitting over my shoulder and getting annoyed when I would take control of the mouse, she let me go upstairs to look for something, in which i turne dup zero results. unfortunately, the good drawing mood I had is now gone.
Also now I'm stuck with the mood i get whenever I have to think about life out of the little bubble I have right now. Scared.
And i know that if I talk to my mom about this, she'll start giving me some crap speecha bout how I should be getting out more and dealing with my problems. Umm Mom? HELLO? You're the one who for YEARS, has told me to deal with the major social problems (which were the only problems I ever really had)in my life, by AVOIDING or IGNORING the people behind them.
...
And it's NOW that she wants me to think about life outsid eof the little bubble of security I've built up. Well sorry mom, when was that lesson in DEALING WITH THINGS YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TEACH Me?
Better yet, how about you try and sit down with me, try NOT to make it your little corny-joke fest, and try talking to me in my native language? Teenager. Because right now I've have NO concept of how to do taxes, or how to shop right, or even how to actually TALK outside of text or one-on-one conversations. For years mom you've kept me at home by saying about how I've never been away from home for more than a week.
Well HERE'S a novel concept, LET ME STAY AWAY FROM HOME on my own for a few weeks and see how I do huh? Why the fuck didn't you try THAT OUT? Everytime I tried to bring it up you shot me down by saying I wasn't ready, and now the time has come for me to go out of this little nest, and guess what mommy bird? This fledgling doesn't know how the FUCK TO FUCKING FLY!!!
Does she expect me to be psychic or something?
Right now I seriously miss Rigger. I need someone to hug.
Odd thing one (is not so odd) I woke up with out the aid of an alarm and started to get ready for school when i realised. I DIDN'T HAVE SCHOOL.
Odd thing two: I think I'm getting the hang of using the computer to colorize piccies! YAY ME!
Odd thing three: Met the hawk that's been hanging around where I live on the paper route during butt-farking cold weather. I saw it, it saw me and just kind of stood there for a few moments, a feshly caught bird stillin it's talons. Then it flew off, not at all phased by me, right into the spruces near my house. after that I lost sight of it.
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End of stuff from yesterday
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Today's issues
I got an even better grasp on how to use the computer to colorize my pics through experimetning. yay.
I did a lot of fun piccies.
Just now mom came down to bug me about what i'm going to do for college. And now after a while of having her sitting over my shoulder and getting annoyed when I would take control of the mouse, she let me go upstairs to look for something, in which i turne dup zero results. unfortunately, the good drawing mood I had is now gone.
Also now I'm stuck with the mood i get whenever I have to think about life out of the little bubble I have right now. Scared.
And i know that if I talk to my mom about this, she'll start giving me some crap speecha bout how I should be getting out more and dealing with my problems. Umm Mom? HELLO? You're the one who for YEARS, has told me to deal with the major social problems (which were the only problems I ever really had)in my life, by AVOIDING or IGNORING the people behind them.
...
And it's NOW that she wants me to think about life outsid eof the little bubble of security I've built up. Well sorry mom, when was that lesson in DEALING WITH THINGS YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TEACH Me?
Better yet, how about you try and sit down with me, try NOT to make it your little corny-joke fest, and try talking to me in my native language? Teenager. Because right now I've have NO concept of how to do taxes, or how to shop right, or even how to actually TALK outside of text or one-on-one conversations. For years mom you've kept me at home by saying about how I've never been away from home for more than a week.
Well HERE'S a novel concept, LET ME STAY AWAY FROM HOME on my own for a few weeks and see how I do huh? Why the fuck didn't you try THAT OUT? Everytime I tried to bring it up you shot me down by saying I wasn't ready, and now the time has come for me to go out of this little nest, and guess what mommy bird? This fledgling doesn't know how the FUCK TO FUCKING FLY!!!
Does she expect me to be psychic or something?
Right now I seriously miss Rigger. I need someone to hug.
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Date: 2002-03-26 09:22 pm (UTC)I understand how you feel, I felt the exact same way when I first went to college. I felt completely unprepared, scared, and overwhelmed. The fact that I was going to a major public research university didn't help much either. With enrollment of close to 40k it was impersonal to say the least.
I learned though, I adapted and grew and changed and I was able to deal with it. In actuality all it realy turned out to be was a form of high school with only 15 hours of class a week and widely spaced classrooms. *hugs* It will be scary, I won't deny it, but you will do fine love. You're smart and I have faith in your abilities. (Trust me, I've seen people here at college who I swear are too stupid and/or drunk to find their classrooms, you're already ahead of THAT bunch and they don't flunk out.)
Taxes? Don't worry about em, as long as you can read the instruction book, operate a calculator, and keep track of your pay stubs and your W-2 forms (all of which come from your employer) they're easy. It only gets even mildly complex when you start having to worry about retirmenet accounts and investments and such and even then it's not too bad. It's all mostly boring number-crunching. My sure fire tip for dealing with it, get several copies of the forms, do the first one in pencil, check it for mistakes, and then make an ink copy to actually mail in. And above all, don't be afraid to ask for help or make mistakes, it's all a part of the learning process.
Shopping? One word: budget. Figure out what you need to cover your bills, what you need to buy food, clothing, and other essentials, and stick with it. Everything you have left over after that is disposeable income and can be used for fun, or invested for later. *hugs* And as for finding the best deal for something that is a dual process of a) looking at ads, and b) shopping around. Boring yes, but necessary.
*hugskisses* I miss you to love, take care and remember I and everyone else is rooting for you.