http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Vaya-Kahvi&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Vaya-Kahvi en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Mon, 30 Nov 2009 06:47:01 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25632868/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25632868/ Mon, 29 Jun 2009 15:42:00 PDT
My parents also bought two jumbo lobsters, the side of the box said 25 pounds between the two of them. I've never seen lobsters so large before. The claws were as large as my hands and the bodies were longer than my forearm, I'll post pictures later. My family quickly discovered that there is such a thing as a lobster too large.

The largest pots my mother owns were not large enough. A couple of you may be familiar with the beige stock pot, usually used for cooking pinto beans. The tail, though curled under would not fit into the pot as we tried to insert the crustacean face first.

The result from this discovery of ill fit was ripping the primary limbs off the lobster so we could boil the claws in one pot and the rest in another taller pot that could accommodate something so large. Though it is hard to empathize with something so alien looking as a crustacean, but I did feel sorry for him as he was half-boiled and still moving when the ripping occurred.

So did my step-dad, so when it came to the second lobster he drove a knife through it's brain until the mouth pieces stopped thrashing before ripping off the limbs and boiling.

The tasty part was of course eating the lobsters afterward, though that was not the end of the macabre. The green organ mush that you find inside the lobsters and is used in most versions of lobster stew, I watched it ooze out of the upper body after rending the cooked tail off. Not a pleasant sight.

Other than that life if going forward as usual.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25241701/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25241701/ Wed, 10 Jun 2009 18:28:22 PDT
This isn't the first time I saw a totally out of place, exotic animal either. One time on y way home from school I looked out the bus window and saw something in the grass. I thought to myself "That's an odd looking turkey. ... That's no turkey, that's a peacock!" No one else on the bus seemed to notice and for a moment I thought I was crazy, until the next day I learned someone's pet peacock had gotten loose.

Also I did an experiment after my late lunch, making my own mint flavored coffee. Though that exact attempt was a failure it did teach me two things, it is possible, just don't make the mint tea so strong and/or make the coffee made from said tea stronger. Also that the whole thing would probably be easier done with mint flavored creamer if such a thing exists.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25215238/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25215238/ Tue, 09 Jun 2009 11:24:48 PDT
Well the futon I have been sleeping on is now officially broken beyond usability right now and I have been given explicit orders from my aunt not to try and fix it myself, she will get the screws and stuff needed and does not want me to go at it with a hammer. Though we both agree that if my step-dad and his power tools were handy the best course would be to have him fix it.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25084185/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/25084185/ Tue, 02 Jun 2009 07:44:47 PDT
As for gifts I got a Darth Vader candle holder, two decks of Star Wars cards, an iPod, a camera, a Build-a-Bear bunny, a dragon themed chess set, "Left Hand of Darkness" and one of the Resistance: Fall of Man books.

Now the busy is I'm currently with my aunt a cousin, there was some miscommunication somewhere though because I was under the impression I was visiting for a week, but apparently I am to see about employment here, which I will admit is easier than seeking employment back at home. I am also to get my license as well, which I don't have to do before employment because downtown is in walking distance.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24932045/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24932045/ Sun, 24 May 2009 20:57:03 PDT
Finals crushed me, I had a report due and had to study for more than one test. Though I passed all my classes. I was most worried about history and math, but College Algebra with Trigonometry ended up being my best grade out of the four. I got a "C" in Introductory to Drawing, mostly because of my inability and refusal to use charcoal, but I did very well with inks which I will take picture of ASAP to share.

Then came graduation and coming home, so I am in Vermont right now. My parents have DSL now and I am on the wi-fi that my step-dad has set up; though I had to fight with it for several hours to get it to work.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24493452/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24493452/ Wed, 29 Apr 2009 08:28:12 PDT [link] poem to; and I WON! . I don't know all who were judges on it, but one of them was my humanities teacher, which I know only because he made an off-hand mention about it.

So now I have a basket of stuff as my prize and I am going to have my picture taken because part of the prize is to have a poster made of me. I'm going to pose with the uncut copy of "Stranger in a Strange Land" by Robert A. Heinlein.

Also my laptop came in Monday and I have been fiddling with it and its settings and stuff. Its really cool (and I got it for really cheap). Now I have even fewer excuses to be late on my writing stuff.

Well that's it for now, I'm off to lunch !

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24470974/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24470974/ Mon, 27 Apr 2009 20:14:33 PDT ( ) Grease
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest
(x) Boondock Saints
( ) Fight Club
( ) Starsky and Hutch
(x) Neverending Story
( ) Blazing Saddles
( ) Airplane
Total:5

(x) The Princess Bride
( ) Anchorman
( ) Napoleon Dynamite
(x) Labyrinth
( ) Saw
( ) Saw II
( ) White Noise
( ) White Oleander
( ) Anger Management
( ) 50 First Dates
( ) The Princess Diaries
( ) The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement
Total so far: 7

( ) Scream
( ) Scream 2
( ) Scream 3
( ) Scary Movie
( ) Scary Movie 2
( ) Scary Movie 3
( ) Scary Movie 4
( ) American Pie
( ) American Pie 2
( ) American Wedding
( ) American Pie Band Camp
Total so far: 7

(x) Harry Potter 1
(x) Harry Potter 2
(x) Harry Potter 3
(x) Harry Potter 4
(x) Resident Evil 1
(x) Resident Evil 2
( ) The Wedding Singer
( ) Little Black Book
(x) The Village
(x) Lilo & Stitch
Total so far: 15

( ) Finding Nemo
( ) Finding Neverland
( ) Signs
(x) The Grinch
(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
( ) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning
( ) White Chicks
( ) Butterfly Effect
( ) 13 Going on 30
(x) I, Robot
( ) Robots
Total so far: 18

(x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
( ) Universal Soldier
(x) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events
(x) Along Came Polly
( ) Deep Impact
( ) KingPin
(x) Never Been Kissed
( ) Meet The Parents
( ) Meet the Fockers
(x) Eight Crazy Nights
( ) Joe Dirt
( ) KING KONG
Total so far: 23

( ) A Cinderella Story
( ) The Terminal
( ) The Lizzie McGuire Movie
( ) Passport to Paris
( ) Dumb & Dumber
( ) Dumber & Dumberer
(x) Final Destination
( ) Final Destination 2
(x) Final Destination 3
( ) Halloween
( ) The Ring
(x) The Ring 2
( ) Surviving X-MAS
( ) Flubber
Total so far: 26

(x) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
(x) Practical Magic
( ) Chicago
(x) Ghost Ship
( ) From Hell
(x) Hellboy
( ) Secret Window
(x) I Am Sam
( ) The Whole Nine Yards
( ) The Whole Ten Yards
Total so far: 31

(x) The Day After Tomorrow
( ) Child's Play
( ) Seed of Chucky
( ) Bride of Chucky
( ) Ten Things I Hate About You
( ) Just Married
(x) Gothika
( ) Nightmare on Elm Street
( ) Sixteen Candles
(x) Remember the Titans
( ) Coach Carter
( ) The Grudge
( ) The Grudge 2
(x) The Mask
(x) Son Of The Mask
Total so far: 36

( ) Bad Boys
( ) Bad Boys 2
( ) Joy Ride
( ) Lucky Number Slevin
(x) Ocean's Eleven
( ) Ocean's Twelve
(x) Bourne Identity
(x) Bourne Supremacy
( ) Lone Star
( ) Bedazzled
(x) Predator I
( ) Predator II
( ) The Fog
(x) Ice Age
(x) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown
( ) Curious George
Total so far: 42


(x) Independence Day
( ) Cujo
( ) A Bronx Tale
(x) Darkness Falls
( ) Christine
(x) ET
( ) Children of the Corn
( ) My Bosses Daughter
( ) Maid in Manhattan
( ) War of the Worlds
( ) Rush Hour
( ) Rush Hour 2
( ) Rush Hour 3
Total so far: 42

( ) Best Bet
( ) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
( ) She's All That
( ) Calendar Girls
( ) Sideways
(x) Mars Attacks
(x) Event Horizon
(x) Ever After
(x) Wizard of Oz
( ) Forrest Gump
(x) Big Trouble in Little China
( ) The Terminator
( ) The Terminator 2
(x) The Terminator 3
Total so far: 48

(x) X-Men
(x) X-2
(x) X-3
(x) Spider-Man
(x) Spider-Man 2
(x) Spider-Man 3
(x) Sky High
( ) Jeepers Creepers
( ) Jeepers Creepers 2
(x) Catch Me If You Can
(x) The Little Mermaid
( ) Freaky Friday
(x) Reign of Fire
( ) The Skulls
( ) Cruel Intentions
( ) Cruel Intentions 2
( ) The Hot Chick
(X) Shrek
(X) Shrek 2
(x) Shrek 3
Total so far: 61

( ) Swimfan
( ) Miracle on 34th street
( ) Old School
( ) The Notebook
(x) K-Pax
( ) Krippendorf's Tribe
( ) A Walk to Remember
( ) Ice Castles
( ) Boogeyman
(x) The 40-year-old Virgin
Total so far: 63

(x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring
(x) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers
(x) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King
( ) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
( ) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
( ) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
( ) Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull
T... ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24397656/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24397656/ Thu, 23 Apr 2009 16:41:15 PDT
The new due date is May 1st. I should be able to get it done in a weeks time as long as I keep to my time management and don't dilly-dally!

Well I'm off to do my best to pass this semester with flying colors as it is my last here.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24253121/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/24253121/ Wed, 15 Apr 2009 08:33:52 PDT [link] . Not too long ago I printed out the list and highlighted all the books on that books that I have read and found it came up to 20.

I have read items 1, 5, 6, 7, 9, 11, 13, 14, 16, 17, 22, 38, 41, 51, 52, 56, 70, 84, 88, and 96. I hope to expand this as I continue to read, mostly to see what the big deal is about though with some items it isn't hard to see why someone challenged it.

So what items have you read on this list?

Next chapter Due: April 24th.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/23950450/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/23950450/ Sun, 29 Mar 2009 12:04:55 PDT
All of these things are features about me that I have felt and I will admit still worry about. I guess part of the problem is I keep comparing myself to ideals or to an example that most would have a hard time measuring up to. Such as cooking, the measure I use is my mother who has been cooking since earlier in her life than I, which leaves me feeling that I will never ever catch up and more often than I have leaving me with a sense of ill-practice. I concede that I am a good cook because she told me herself that I do a very good job in the kitchen.

Doubts on the first two points steam from my habit of measuring myself against those around me. The worst is the ex-cheerleader that I occasionally hang out with because if I exercise hard enough, tone everything I could probably look something like her as we have very similar builds. Doubts are also breed when I compare myself to my best friend. She and I have similar tastes in men so we often find ourselves vying for the attention of the same guys often without meaning to and more often than not she is the one that wins. The reason I am still friends with her is I blame my lose on some inadequacy of mine such as being too much of a recluse. I am doing my best to get over the self-blame I suffer from as well.

As for my hair, too many people say I have nice hair for them to be saying to to be nice. Total strangers that have no stake in how I feel have been telling me I have nice hair. Recently there was an event here at the college, a mass make-over and they had professionals to help people get ready for the job fair, including some hair-dressers giving free trims that I took advantage of; the last time my hair had seen a pair of scissors was back in 2005 (no joke). Well the guy that did my hair complimented me on keeping it so healthy. Now I have to concede that I have nice hair when a professional says it. I need to stop watching all those hair-product commercials where the women with the wavy hair have no frizz to it what so ever. ¬_¬

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/23727070/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/23727070/ Mon, 16 Mar 2009 10:48:02 PDT
I missed one class this semester, a combination of sleeplessness caused by a cough and the syrup I took to quiet it caused me to sleep through my alarm and I wasn't woken until after class had ended. What woke me was a knock on my door, which I thought would be my classmate wondering where I was when the time seeped through my bleary mind. Turns out it was my ex-boyfriend who wanted to tell me about a show he had discovered on Hulu and asked me if I wanted to watch it on his laptop. Then he realized I had just woken up, my thought was "what was your first hint, the PJs or the squinty-eyed look?"

Gaming is going good too. I have new books from which I can take materials. Even though 3.0 doesn't fit exactly with Star Wars Saga Edition I think I can bastardize it to get something fun out of it. Thanks Dad for the books and the chain-mail dice bag!

Now one last thing which I am asking of all my active watchers out there: I am going to impose a dead-line on myself to encourage my writing. My request is for you people out there to help keep me to these dead-lines. I figure if I have other people waiting eagerly for chapters I will be more inclined to work on them. My first dead-line is to have Chapter One of my current project, Espers' Tale, done by March 27th preferably posted by 2:00 PM.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22697024/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22697024/ Tue, 20 Jan 2009 15:35:39 PST
The novel follows Jacob Hansen a Civil War veteran who has become the sheriff, pastor and undertaker of the small town of Friendship, easily able to keep the three roles because of the limited population. When disaster strikes, a disease spreading and killing the town, Jacob does his best to keep order and keep to his tasks despite the death and fear hat grips everyone.

All of the death is not what made me cry as I read the book, but Jacob's weakness, when that was revealed I actually fled from the book for a while to try and straighten my thoughts. I could barely comprehend it at first. Yet even after this I could not ignore it either and it was not long before I was turning the pages again. I praise Jacob for his strength, my weakness is closer to the surface, I would have fled Friendship long before, and I hope I would not have broken as deeply as he.

I caution would be readers, this is not a tale for the feint of heart. I will paraphrase the author when I call this a twisted tour through a soul.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22558906/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22558906/ Tue, 13 Jan 2009 10:11:48 PST
One of my friends and I have the same taste in men, which can sometimes lead to problems and has between us once so far, but we have gotten over it when it was cleared up that there was no malicious intent involved. I'm going to call her Lily for now and if she reads this she can probably figure it out; she is NOT the bitch mentioned in my title. The bitch mentioned in the title I shall call Carol.

There have been several guys I have had some interest in over the course of the fall semester. Most of the interest has been casual, but I considered the possibility of having more serious interest. Each and every time though I hesitate and someone else gets there before I do. This is why I am mad at myself I am not mad at anyone else for most of these instances because I am the one that hesitated and did not let my own feelings known soon enough. I hardly ever talk about these kinds of things to anyone else so it probably wasn't even in the rumor mill that I wanted these guys. I have not seen anything I can call "intent to steal" when someone else gets there before I do.

There is a new guy here that I knew in the past, he was at job corps for a while, which is how we met in the first place. Before the Spring semester started he found me on myspace (yes I will admit to having such a thing) and he mentioned he was coming to this college. I have met him already, kind of hard no too with as small as this campus is, and we hung out for most of Sunday. After hanging out I have found myself with a bit of interest in him.

Long story short, Lily has been hanging out with the guy, which I have no problem with right now as she has already shown interest in someone else anyway. The problem is Carol actually and not because she has interest either, she's already going out with someone else. No the problem is she and Lily are friends and sometimes I wonder if there is some force-field that keeps them together so much of the time. I don't particularly like Carol, but I am willing to be civil with her.

The last time there was a major rough spot between Lily and I Carol took a moment to add her own two cents worth as to what she thought I had done to cause it. I apparently invite myself along too often and she doesn't like it, but she thinks being civil has to involve being nice to the person's face all the time and not telling them to bugger off. So now to try and keep Carol from having anything to bitch about me behind my back I avoid hanging out with groups that she is a member of. This has caused me to become even more reclusive and hesitant in half the social situations I find myself in.

I am beating myself up for this because these are barriers I have put up in my own mind to try and avoid conflict, but this sort of behavior is also what leads me to go out with the kind of guy that I can have an intelligent conversation with and three years later realize there are too many differences between us to get along over.

I hate myself some times, this is one of them.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22364874/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/22364874/ Fri, 02 Jan 2009 23:18:52 PST
I have awesome parents. I have seen too many people that either are or have (or both) bad parents. Mine aren't perfect, but they are reasonable at least, unless my mom is having hormonal problems. Thankfully that is short lived.

Siblings are very awesome. Okay maybe not awesome, but I am thankful I am not an only child, both my brothers have helped give me some sort of perspective. Also my youngest brother helps me with some of y stories when he isn't driving me up the walls.

Shaving cream is good only to make sure I don't miss any spots. I ran out of shaving cream a while ago, shaved with my soap as I had neither the money to buy more nor means to get to a store. The only difference is occasionally I miss a stripe up my leg.

Aftershave is nice. Keeps my legs from itching in the middle of the night to wake me from a dead sleep. The only problem is that I couldn't find any female shaving cream except for some exceptionally fruity smelling stuff meant for the bikini line.

Cavities SUCK! I know this one is half my fault for not taking care of my teeth as well as I should, but loss of sleep is something someone should't have to deal with because of their teeth. This is a prime example of why dental insurance is a very good thing and I a hoping I have some through the college I'm going to.

Google is awesome for several reasons including an Internet navigation program called Chrome that comes with a spell checker feature which is really good considering my parents' computer lack otherwise.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21927178/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21927178/ Thu, 11 Dec 2008 07:54:54 PST
I don’t know what it is, but apparently I can’t keep anything like that for very long. I was given a CD player by my grandmother for Christmas on year; nine month later it died, just ceased. Bought myself one, which died after almost a year and a half, I think it survived longer only because I used it less. The mp3 player, another Christmas gift, a clever idea to get me a music player with fewer moving parts for hopefully a longer life. I lost it a month later.

There’s only one flash drive that has been with me for more than three years, and that has been through the wash three times, and the dryer for half an hour once. It is tiny, but loyal, I love it. One of the 1G flash drives I know what happened to it, I loaned it to someone and he took it home. It’s in his room, somewhere…

I haven’t had any luck with whole computers either! The people at Job Corps hooked me up with one while I was there, to help with school work and stuff. The harddrive in that one crapped out. I have one that should be working, but I can’t find any RAM that will fit it.

I plan to get myself a new external harddrive, if I manage my money just right I should have it next semester. I am so going to get one with the really good drop protection, because this one died from a simple fumble. I went to pick it up; it slipped from my hand to the table then under it. Now it makes an electric beeping sound and computers don’t acknowledge its existence.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21663249/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21663249/ Tue, 25 Nov 2008 12:23:49 PST
I am thankful for my parents, supportive people that encouraged my creativity and fostered in me a love of learning. They have advised me with wisdom gained from their years of experience and have given it knowing I may or may not follow it.

I am thankful for the friends that I have. The ones that have been there for me in times of need and those that feel they should explain a difference in opinion so it does not turn into a rift between us. Though many of us have very different view points of the world most often we are able to find a common ground.

I am thankful for many of the teachers that I have, there are those that encourage class discussion, those that challenge me to examine the way I think of something, and teachers willing to give a helping hand even outside of the college. I am even thankful for the boring teachers because they gave me an opportunity to catch up on my creative writing.

I am thankful for the life I have had, there have been trials, yes, but each time I come out stronger and hopefully better than I was before. I am comfortable though not laying in luxury, I know where my next meal is coming from and I have four walls and a ceiling to protect me from the weather.

I am thankful for the community that I have found on deviantArt. Even if I haven't met you face to face or on the best of terms, you all have been highlights in my free time.

I am thankful for the random little blessings I have received as well, all the little positive happenings, oftentimes through random happenstance that have favored me.

I have plenty of reasons to be thankful this Thanksgiving, how about you?

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21566362/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21566362/ Wed, 19 Nov 2008 13:23:14 PST
The word I’m using, most people aren’t familiar with, and I am using “blesh” as I had found it in the novel “More than Human” by Theodore Sturgeon. To blesh is to integrate into a group and fit in properly.

My group isn’t bleshing like it used to. Two of them are mad at me and aren’t giving the opportunity to fix it. If I am doing something wrong tell me! Tell me right then and there that I did something wrong, don’t wait a week or two later with a general statement that I am obnoxious. How the Hell am I supposed to know what is obnoxious if you don’t tell me. I want to hear that Action A is obnoxious and that is the action you want me to cut out. Instead I basically get a statement that says “Too much of what you do is obnoxious and we cannot tolerate it, you are exiled until we feel you have changed your ways.” I paraphrased it a little, but in the notice I got there was no description of what was obnoxious.

The resulting schism from some of them being mad at me has left the rest of us in a very awkward position. I am supposed to do my best to avoid social contact with the two that are mad at me; going to the same classes doesn’t count as social. Well everyone in the middle of the group still likes me and hang out with me, including the boyfriend of one of the ones mad at me. I can’t play certain games anymore because when ever my ex has it out the ones mad at me are there!

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21248005/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/21248005/ Fri, 31 Oct 2008 11:59:52 PDT
As I had moved the majority of my things yesterday, most of it myself, I am still tired and all my muscles ache right now. I cringe at the thought of walking up or down stairs and the dorm building doesn't have an elevator. Luckily I was able to borrow a dolly to move my totes more than one at a time.

Now the story behind the title of this journal entry, after moving all my things and not getting to bed until around 23:00 (11:00 PM) I found a problem with my bed. For some reason it slopped and sank oddly when there was weight applied to it. I did not like this at all, shifted, moved cleared the other bed and stole its mattress, switched where my head was and still could not get comfortable on this bed and I could not clearly figure out why. I ended up taking both mattresses to the other bed frame, which is not much besides a board on legs and no slope any more. I slept deader than I usually do and when I woke up I found what was wrong with the other bed. It's one of those frames that holds the mattress up with a series of wires that are hooked together. A section is missing hooks so those wires bend under weight, but don't take the others with them. Basically I had a hole in my bed about where my ass would go and I was sinking through it. Managed to fix it so I think I'll be able to sleep there tonight.

My weekend project will be unpacking and settling in making my room someplace I can actually live it, like putting together the bookshelf I have and filling it with all the books I want to keep handy and etc.

Tonight I am going to go trick-or-treating. Yeah I know, I'm 25 years old and am going to dress up and beg for candy. I don't care, it's fun and I like my costume though I lost the hat that went with it. I got my hands on a chef's coat and hat, but I have lost the hat. I am going to get some costume blood and possibly a potato masher tonight and go as a psycho chef.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/20936635/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/20936635/ Sat, 11 Oct 2008 12:14:26 PDT
Classes are all going pretty well so far. All of them are fun. Period. I can't think of any reason why any of them would be boring. Oh wait never mind most people would probably fin Biology class boring. Well I'm not like everyone I love to learn and am very happy that I am in college absorbing as much as I can.

Oh I have no Internet in the apartment I'm in. Which is actually a good thing when I think of it. I have this bad habit of staying up all night chatting on IM programs. As much as I like talking to people I need to have some boundaries on time. Having no access does help in that.

Well Ta ta for now!

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/20339773/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/20339773/ Fri, 05 Sep 2008 12:41:02 PDT
In the mean time I can post something here and give you guys a glimpse into my life. I'm at college now as many of you probably already know or realize. Been here since 8/24 actually. We're in an apartment on campus with a fridge and a stove, but the oven doesn't work so I can't bake anything. Classes are going good too, taking five this semester, would have been four except I failed one last semester.

I have finally gotten around to watching Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, I first heard about it from Lepas [link] because she had a piece of fan art up in the vote incentive of her comic [link] . She didn't post it her gallery though I wanted to see it again. It is a really fun video and I can't wait until the fourth comes out! I hope Dr. Horrible brings Penny back!

Because of the video though I now have a new story idea in my mind which is pouring out to paper rather quickly. I'll start posting it when I get chapters, or complete scenes, done. I'd like to see what you guys have to say about it. I will give you the name of the main character: Gaviil (pronounced gah-vee-EEL) Kysely. Just to tease you.

Now in the more personal realms of my life, my boyfriend and I have broken up. Before any of you try to comfort me, don't worry, we both agreed it was for the best that we be friends rather than something more. The problem is we kept polarizing on too many subjects, things that neither of us were going to move on. Most of them were little things like the definition of “tavern” and stuff. I know its petty, but I'm going to share only the petty things we argued about here.

So I've covered my school life, my creative side and my love life... I don't think there is anything else I need to say so I will catch you cats later.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/17409285/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/17409285/ Wed, 19 Mar 2008 11:48:49 PDT
I’ve been drawing a lot recently, working on making faces consistently as I do have a dream to become a comic artist someday. I hope to realize this before the end of the year and with some luck probably will. I know there are some comics out there with crappy art work and I will admit I read one of them that has among the worst. I also know that simply drawing often enough to post a web comic will also help improve someone’s skill as demonstrated by some of the web comics I read. The story that I plan on turning to a comic will need a title though, right now it is being referred to by one of major features in it.

I do know some of the character’s names and I have considered naming the comic after one of them, but I am wary of doing that. I may give away too much or I may short change it in general. Also despite it being a huge story that will take a long time to tell there is probably going to be a distinct ending to the story and I may not continue it any further than that, depends on what happens along the way though. I may be able to do something like the show Avatar did and come up with a new adventure after the original one has been finished.

I am in Creative Writing, if I haven’t mentioned that already, and I am having a lot of fun with it. There is no tests in the class how ever that does not mean the teacher doesn’t have a way to evaluate our final grade. One of the things she is going to have us do is a public reading and every time she mentions it there are sounds of panic in the room. I have to try and get something that I can read within three minutes. I can be a little short, but I can’t go over and so far the only thing I have written for the class that won’t go over is the writing from the prompt “A tree stands beside the house.” But that is not what I want to read so she and I will sit down together and see how we can get one of my longer stories to fit. Okay so neither of them are very long, one is a folktale I wrote from a dream which I will post here someday and the other is chapter one to the story that I wish to make web comic.

Oh I just figured out what could be my continuing adventure now; like my English teacher said “Don’t put a gun in the room unless it is going to go off.” There was something I put in the story that I can use in more than one way. And none of you have any idea what I’m talking about. Well someday you will see I’m sure.

Anyway one of the characters from the story is Douglas Campbell and he has long hair. I have a thing for characters with long hair especially villains, like Winnowill (Elfquest) and Gunner Stryfe (Zap!). I’m not sure what it is exactly that draws me to long hair; I think part of it is the social status thing. It has to do with how much time it takes and how that shows prestige. Short hair, what can you do with it? You wash it in a short amount of time, probably don’t even need to use conditioner to do so either, barely need to brush it and possibly don’t if it is short enough. Long hair though can take forever to wash and if you want to be able to get the snarls out you need to condition it too. It takes time to care for it and there is a lot of styling you can do with it as well. The characters I mentioned though do not do anything particularly special with their hair, but there is a scene in Elfquest where Winnowill has to get webs out of her hair so she has servants washing it out for her. I also like Fire Lord Ozai and Lucius Malfoy. Jason Isaacs is pretty good looking to start with, but with long hair he just looked so much better.

Okay so that is it so far. Thank you for reading and I will post again some time in the future.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16765419/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16765419/ Thu, 07 Feb 2008 06:30:43 PST
So I have my computer though I was mad when I first got it as someone forgot to put power cords with it. I managed to get some the next day. The computer itself works very well and I am happy. Okay so I’ll need a new mouse for it as the one that I have is one of those track ball ones, none too sensitive either so I have to work hard just to move my mouse about. Not something you want when you are trying to draw over the lines of a scanned picture. Also they had originally given me the wrong keyboard too and the one that I had on Friday was a job corps keyboard, something I’m not supposed to have.

When I did get the one I was supposed to have on Monday it was so grimy that I didn’t even bother to use it. I went straight to popping the keys off to wash it. I could not find any rubbing alcohol which is my preferred method of washing and had to use alcohol wipes to get the area behind the keys. The keys themselves I washed with soap and water and left over night to dry completely.

Tuesday I had stayed at the college late for a workshop on time management as part of an agreement to get a certain grant the school offers here. It was really quiet when I was waiting for the bus and the internet was really fast too. I mean faster than I’ve ever seen it during the day which still isn’t much to sneeze at. Then I didn’t get back on center until well after chore time, but it turns out my core leader trusts me s much that she marked me down as done anyway. It wasn’t too much of a problem that I was doing it half an hour late.

Last night I got really pissed though. Okay first a slight explanation for those of you that do not go to my job corps. The rooms are arranged so that there are two people to a room, but two rooms to a bathroom. We generally refer to those that share a bathroom as “bathmates” just as people that share your room are roommates. For the most part I don’t even think about my bathmates, the only signs of their existence being their stuff in the shower and the occasional sound in the bathroom. Last night however I was very much aware and annoyed by their existence because they had forgotten to unlock the bathroom door for me. I was stuck in the dorms with a full bladder and they were who knows where, probably the recreation center making out with their boyfriends! Mind you the recreation center being about a quarter of a mile (400 meters) away from the dorms in cold weather that makes it hurt to breath.

So I had to get a staff person to let me into my bathroom and she was one that forgot you can’t open it from the side of the person locked out anymore (used to be a way to pick at the tumbler, but maintenance had put a screw in there), thus annoying me when all my restraint was being directed to my bodily functions.

Mind you this is not an isolated incident either; last night was the fifth time I had to get someone to open my bathroom for me since the end of November. One would think that after being spoken to about it more than once, by staff and by the victim they would have remembered that they should not leave the door locked, especially when they aren’t going to be around to unlock it. One of the staff members made note of it so that if it happens again they are going to be written up for it.

Other than that my time has bee cheerful and happy, if a little tired from a lack of sleep. February vacation is coming up and I will be able to spend some of it at my boyfriend’s house instead of at job corps where I’ll be bored out of my flipping gourd.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16658540/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16658540/ Thu, 31 Jan 2008 12:44:52 PST
First thing that has been making my excited is free eBooks from [link] . They are so nice! I’ve got 12 books so far as of this reading. There is a limit as to how many books you can get a day, but I can wait.

I found the site through the web comic [link] which I read in all of two days; I have no life and way too much free time… I love the character Gunner and have an unfinished fan art of him sitting in my bag right now.

I am getting a computer tomorrow too. I’m not sure how good it is going to be as I am getting as a deal through job corps. What ever I get though will be better than what I’ve currently been using in my room. What I currently have which I’ll call the PoS, is a rather old laptop. It came with Windows 2000, to give you an idea of age range for the thing, that and it has a 4.1 gig hard drive. I thought it was a little bigger than that, but nope, apparently not and it is chuck full of crap too. Also making it a PoS is the fact the monitor has a purple tint to it and has a history of whiting out completely; thankfully it hasn’t done so recently. There is also soda or something in the keys which make them stick, especially when it is still cold. On top of everything else the power cord is a bit of a fire hazard being frayed to the point of exposed wire, which pretty soon won’t be working at all anyway as the wires barely touch enough to pass power through.

Now that I’m getting a new one, which can’t be nearly as crappy as the PoS laptop I do more art stuff. I will be wanting my tablet from my step-dad too, mice tend to be twitchy, especially these ones at the college.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16413854/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/16413854/ Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:25:33 PST
I discovered on my return that many of my gamers couldn’t wait for my return to the point that they forgot I was still at home for a week that they were back for. The result was some of them had waited for me to appear and give them their gaming fix, a few of them asked why I hadn’t shown up and I had to explain the whole thing to them again. After that though everyone was celebrating my return and everyone had a good time for the first sessions after vacation.

As for college itself well my schedule is so that most of my free time is packed all together and I’ve forgotten how hard it can be to keep myself entertained for the whole morning. So far I’ve spent today writing down a dream that I had (something I might post in the scraps after some tweaking), watching Zero-Punctuation, and playing some sudoku. I still have an hour and a half left to go before lunch which will be followed by the one class of the day.

Articulating the Star Wars campaign has been coming along pretty good actually a little faster now, but still slower than actually playing it. So it will still be a little time before the next one comes out. Though there doesn’t seem to be a lot of interest in it.

Also I gave the players in my Star Wars campaign a little bit of homework, which was to write their character histories. One gave me something that looked more like the cliff notes to a possible novel; apparently he forgot his character is only level one… Well I plan on meeting him halfway with it and have some of the things he originally intended as history be possible plots for later sessions.

Well that’s what I have so far, I’ll probably have more later so keep an eye out.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/15704174/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/15704174/ Wed, 28 Nov 2007 07:42:08 PST
Also I have found a solution to a problem I keep having, my flash drive isn’t in my possession, and it’s not telling my boyfriend to get his own either. I’ve uploaded most of my writing to Google Documents (and am wondering when I’ll hit the storage limit) so that means I don’t even have to take the time to plug the flash drive in and make sure the computer sees it (college computers are set up weird like that). I just need an internet connection and I’m set. I started using it for an idea that I had for my Star Wars campaign and I needed to be able to share the documents with other people so that they could help me out. Isn’t technology wonderful?

Anyway there should be some new stuff coming to my gallery again, soon, even more so next semester when I have my own laptop to work with.

In the mean time college is going good, final exams are coming up rather quickly, but I’m not really that worried. The last day of school is going to be December 21 this year so I’ll be going home the next day, probably flown part of the way and bussed the rest like last year. As for right now I’m getting really good grades, might even make it to the Dean’s list again, or very close anyway. As long as nothing is under a B- I will have it.

I’ve also got next semester scheduled as well, which is better than last semester when I waited till like the last possible minute to do it and ended up with the same teacher three times.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/15212031/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/15212031/ Thu, 25 Oct 2007 06:48:46 PDT
There is a woman here on center and sometimes she takes on the duties of the RAs because that is part of her job when the regular one calls in sick. Well here at Job Corps they do daily room checks. This is where the RA comes and looks your room over to make sure it is clean before you get back from class. There are 15 points you can have and they are taken off for what ever thing you may have wrong, like if the window is dirty the RA checks “window” from their list and a point is taken away.

Anyway I missed four points, some of them I can understand (trash because my roommate had a stash of bags under the sink and the floor did need sweeping) one shows how seriously she takes her job (she took the time to look behind the curtain to see that the window hadn’t been dusted recently). The one that pissed me off though was “Neatness.” I swear this woman has something against stuff. I would not be surprised if her home has no knickknacks what so ever. For books she probably would have only a dictionary maybe a couple of novels though those may not have been in her possession for more than a few months.

This is not the first time she had spoken to me about stuff and I’m not the only one she pesters about how much they have. She has made the claim that there is no way my room can be considered neat because of how much stuff I have. She had already spoken to me and asked me to ship some of my stuff home (question I need to ask “Do I pay for it myself?”. She doesn’t seem very serious about that yet though because she hasn’t made a random delivery of boxes to my room yet.

One time she did make a random delivery of hangers though I have no idea why. It wasn’t like my dresser was exploding with cloths nor had she spoken to me about needing them before she came in and handed me a milk crate of at least twenty hangers without a word to me.

Back to the recent event: I was very upset because this hostility towards her had been building up for a while. Several other little things including an offence to my boyfriend (she made him move Sunday at 9:00 pm expecting him to have it all done before the 10:00 pm curfew) had lessened my friendliness towards her over the past year now. Instead of blowing up at her the way I wanted to with the screaming and the yelling and throwing her out the window I asked her “Does my room have to look like no one lives in it, because if that is the standard I have to meet I will meet it.” She didn’t give me an answer, refused actually to answer my question and just continued to state that I had too much stuff and that another staff member said I had too much stuff (then why haven’t I gotten a note from him stating that?).

Then to vent my anger I went to make it look like my room had been set up and was waiting for someone to live in there, but no one had filled it in yet. Well the sink area may be a little difficult to pull off but I’m sure I could do it. Around 11:30 I came to my senses and decided that living out of my locker would be more trouble than it’s worth, though I will still keep most of my stuff in there.

What I am going to do is keep most of my stuff in the locker, have my roommate do the same, make it incredibly neat. I will take time away from homework and preparation for Dungeons and Dragons to keep this room so neat you’d swear the residence were OCD by its appearance and I will also get people to rate my room for neatness. If there is an overwhelming majority against her while she still claims neatness is impossible I will know that she has something against me and that no one will be able to win against her stubborn anger against items people keep for pleasure and not solely for function.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/14291508/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/14291508/ Wed, 22 Aug 2007 16:37:17 PDT
I went on a paintball trip this weekend and it was so much fun I can’t wait for the next one! I have at lease 7 bruises from getting shot I don’t care, well the one on my lower back bothers me when I lean in the chair, but that’s about it. Okay so the team I was on didn’t do too well, but still it was fun! We played capture the flag twice, only unlike the normal rules were you have two flags and two bases we had only one flag and two bases so one team was defensive and the other was offensive. I think the main reason my team was able to win the second time around was one of the guys that ran the paintball center was on our team and not only was he really good a paintball, but he’s had military training as well.

Anyway the other games we did were a couple round of elimination, one of the though wasn’t team based and was just to burn off the last of our ammo. Okay so the second round off elimination I may have cheated a little, unintentionally though. The spot that I had may have been on reserved for people with cameras to record what was going on for like commercials and stuff.

That spot was more or less perfect for shooting as there were three walls of full cover and half of the fourth was open for the steps. It was close enough to the back of the course that anyone sneaking up behind would be too close to safely shoot me. Also there were slits in the wall large enough for me to see through easily so that I wouldn’t have to expose myself just to take aim.

I managed to pin two guys to their positions from this vantage point though one was too far to effectively shoot, he was still close enough to be scared by my shots. The other one was close enough, but he was quick enough to jump from cover to cover before I could get a proper line on him, but he couldn’t get too much farther into the course without getting exposed.

For getting shot my roommate got a little worse though. Someone managed to shoot fast enough to hit the same spot on her elbow twice which turned it to a red impact circle and tore enough skin that she bled some. Okay so she doesn’t have as many dark bruises as me. Also we’ve been proudly showing off our bruises as well, well I have anyway, I’ll have pics posted ASAP.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/13929836/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/13929836/ Sun, 29 Jul 2007 16:21:25 PDT
Anyway I'm going to start cleaning up my account a bit and I updated my e-mail as well some of the stories that I've been working on have been over hauled so what is there right now isn't right anymore. I can't wait till college starts then I can stop being so damned bored. I've been sitting in my boyfriends class for the summer, they finally got some AC in there which makes the room habitable. My friend needs AC in her class too, but apparently it is too much trouble to get them it even though I think they need it more as they have more computers and more people in one room which gets direct sunlight in the afternoon.

Anyway I've been working on several stories so sorting out everything in my gallery will take some time. Please be patient with me I'll have some new stories up as well as the fixed versions of the older ones in good time. That's all I really have for the moment.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/12899953/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/12899953/ Wed, 09 May 2007 13:13:08 PDT
Right now everything is hectic and I’m not sure what to do. College is coming to an end as I mentioned and that has caused quite the work load that is straining my mind right now. Three essays of mine decided it would be funny to just up and vanish and I had to re-write them. Now don’t worry they weren’t stolen from another student as I remember them on Sunday, but they were gone Monday morning and I thought it was a case of them being forgotten back at job corps.

Also I’ve got plans for the future though what they look like depends on a piece of information that is hard for me to get a hold of. I need to talk to some of the job corps staff to see if I can get another year of time at job corps in the ACT program which would be a second year free at college. If not then I have to do it on my own which is going to be interesting and difficult, but not impossible though it may require me to go to college part time.

On the job corps front life has taken a bit of a turn. My bath-mates have rearranged a little and now I’ve got a friend and an annoying wanna-be OCD girl instead of two friends. Complicated as to why one of my friends moved out but it has proven to be for the better though. It was rather simple why we got the new girl; there was an available bed for her.

So what’s been happening to my friendly bath-mate is her roommate who lays the claim of being OCD won’t stop rearranging my friend’s stuff even after she’s been told to cut it out. She’s even unmade my friend’s bed making the claim “It wasn’t made right.” And complains that the bathroom never smells good, whines when there is trash in the trashcan, and has told me and my roommate to shut up when we’re talking after 11 PM.

The most recent and annoying encounter with her was over laundry yesterday. I went with my bag to see that there were no available machines and swore “Mother fucker” was pretty loud and right in the room with her when I dropped my bag and soap and went to get some history homework to do. As I stomped down the hall I muttered “bitch” just as a general swear to express that I was pissed about not being able to get my stuff in the washer yet. I come back and she says “Don’t call me a bitch, bitch.” I start to explain to her without swearing that I was just mad about not being able to do laundry and that I needed to get this load done or else I wasn’t going to have a clean bra to wear. She tells me that she has to get her stuff done too as she’s going away for the weekend and that I shouldn’t have waited so long to put my stuff in as everything opens at 4 PM.

Well I would like to be able to put my stuff in the washer and 4 PM like everyone else, but I’m still at college then I don’t get back until 5:30 PM actually and I’d like to get some food before I go to the dorms as the cafeteria closes at 6 PM. I’ve got a small window of opportunity which I’m going to explain to her in more detail later, didn’t get to as the RA stepped in and stopped the fight from escalating any further.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/12467017/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/12467017/ Thu, 05 Apr 2007 07:26:35 PDT
Also half my wing is gone, maybe more than half; there’s only 15 girls left on my wing, while the other wing is still mostly full. Oh yeah and there has been this wing war thing going on between the two wings. There was a meeting between the two wings Tuesday and the way they went about it I feel is retarded. Okay the leader to my wing, which is Wing 3, had this idea like Friday, she told Wing 2 Leader about it. On Monday I was asking the Wing 2 Leader about the meeting as she and I go to college, she told me that it was just going to be the leaders meeting. Tuesday and the Wing 2 Leader tells me that the Wing 3 Leader announced at the center wide communications meeting that there will be a joint wing meeting for both the female wings and it is mandatory.

It gets even better at the regular wing meeting that we have every Tuesday my wing leader is bitching about how wing 2 somehow got it into their minds that there wasn’t going to be a meeting between the wings and that they had gone around telling everyone the meeting was canceled. Anyone else think something screwy is going on?

At least the meeting isn’t as explosive as I had feared with the way people had been talking and screaming and what not leading up to it.

Next week I’ll have something to do. I’ve been working on a story idea and I’ll use my boyfriend’s laptop instead of a job corps computer so I’ll be able to get to my files. If I’m lucky I’ll also have Blender3D installed on it and I’ll be able to work with that too.

Well hope you guys are doing good and don’t miss me too much when I’m gone for a whole week over vacation as devART is also blocked at job corps.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11973065/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11973065/ Mon, 26 Feb 2007 10:50:57 PST
So anyway on to the reason I have alliteration in my journal title: some of the girls that have earned the title bitches have been booted from job corps for various reasons; the main set of reasons being other girls writing statements on their behavior. Also mouthing off to the RAs including the lead RA (who has more power than the others) probably didn’t help the whole situation. When an RA was trying to get the girls in their rooms after curfew mentioned she hated having to do this one of the girls said “Well if you don’t like working here let me hold the door open for you.”

This last thing which was probably another contributing factor to them leaving I find really funny. Since a little before Winter break the group took on a name to distinguish themselves from the other girls not that they really needed to considering there are less than a hundred girls on campus. Anyway they started using the name so much that Security suspected it was some sort of Hispanic gang that had moved into job corps.

Well at first it was just a fact finder that they were sent on and my bubble was nearly burst when I learned that. I know now that they are gone permanently as the RAs were complaining about having the pack the stuff up. Two of the girls were roommates which means the RAs have to sort the stuff and hope for the best when they mail it out. I supposed the best scenario in this case is the girls don’t send in the money to pay for the shipment and it goes to the basement to get resold to new students at cheap prices. Don’t worry we don’t sell the underwear (shudder).

In other news my boyfriend has gotten his laptop fixed, mostly. Okay so the mouse is still a little odd, but it works better than it did when it caught the virus. He’s got the beta version of a Linux OS on there and is trying to find the final version to get rid of the bugs.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11785284/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11785284/ Mon, 12 Feb 2007 11:46:09 PST
(Warning: This journal entry contains material appropriate to be in the Complaints forum. If what you are looking for is some look into a moment of rainbows and sunshine there is only a small percentage to be found within the rant entered here. Secondary warning: This is a rather long journal entry.)

Okay I really hate being in the dorms because of laundry. Often times when I think something is safe to leave running what ends up happening is it gets taken out when I’m not there only to have someone else’s stuff put in; luckily so one is bitchy enough to remove stuff from a washer before it is finished.

So anyway it’s not like I leave my laundry there all day and am expecting people to not touch it. What I usually do is I set the load and a timer and when the timer goes off I come back to check it. I don’t even leave the wing when I’ve got a load running and I generally come back to check it before it’s even done.

Well Sunday I did my usual thing to get some laundry done and before an hour was up my laundry had been taken out of the dryer before it was dry. To add to the injury who ever did it had left the dryer empty.

Yeah someone is probably thinking “Well why don’t you sit in the laundry room with it?” Because I get driven mad with boredom. I read, but one can read only so much, I do homework and get driven to distraction by everyone that is coming in and out of the laundry room or by those that sit there and babble at each other in as shrill a voice as they can about how they hard it is to sneak their boyfriends in or how cold it is or how stupid they think other rules at job corps are.

I have a solution to this problem though. I’m going to bring my friends in on it too. We are going to haul our TV and the PS2 down to the laundry room and we are going to play Champions of Norrath while we sit directly on top of our laundry. Okay so we can’t sit on the washers and still see where the TV will be, but we’ll be within ten feet of them.

Also random side note as to the attitude some of the other students have towards me: someone put petroleum jelly on my door knob. I wonder if that’s what led to one of the girl’s current state… I digress.

So anyway the other thing that happened this weekend is that my roommate got sick, starting Saturday with a low-grade fever and a cough. She slept most of that day and Sunday as well. As we were getting ready for bed we went and got her temp taken again only to find it was now 102.1 degrees Fahrenheit now and the cough had progressively gotten worse though the day. I stayed up half the night making sure she was comfortable and able to sleep had plenty of water to drink and what not. The last I saw the time it was 1:30 AM. I managed to get up in time for breakfast and my ride to college feeling surprisingly rested. She told me that the fever broke sometime during the night and that she had her temperature taken again somewhere around 4:00 AM.

I had already given her and our friends instructions for what they should do today, though right now I have no clue what has happened. Though the fever is broken I still told her to go to wellness, no need for her to relapse simply because she hadn’t gotten enough rest after recovery. Also I told her to ask for someone to go with her to the hospital if they chose to send her there. Not sure if Wellness will allow a student to go with her, but I still would not rather her go unsupervised while sick and would have gone myself if I didn’t have classes.

Oh, now for the fun part of the journal entry. There is an RA that no one likes and everyone expresses it in various ways. Saturday night we expressed it in our own way. We propped up a sign in my bathmate’s room that said “I am NOT in this room hiding from YOU!” on the top bunk and made it look like someone was hiding under the blankets behind it. She came in and looked at the sign and talked to my bathmate’s about having unauthorized guests in the room. She then flipped the blanket off the bed to see if there was someone there, found only coats and checked the bathroom to make sure no one was hiding in there either and left in a huff. We plan on doing other variations of that including someone on the toilet when she enters. Maybe even all of us in my room playing video games in our underwear. We are so evil.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11645598/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11645598/ Thu, 01 Feb 2007 09:55:50 PST
Well the main thing that has happened recently is that I moved from the top story of the female dorm building to the second story. I was moved straight down more or less so few of my habits have been changed and I climb less stairs now which could be bad or good depending on if I’m concerned with my weight at the moment.

So anyway took me more than just a single day to move all my stuff down stairs, mainly because I didn’t get the have the whole of either to do it. They actually made us wait until 15:00 to move on Sunday. I was lucky and had a heads up on Friday that I was moving on Sunday, the girls on the other wing had to move on Saturday and I hear they had it a little worse. They had been told that they had until midnight to have their stuff out, by the boss of the RAs (also known as the lead RA). She went and locked them out of their wing at 21:00 and had the gall to complain that their rooms weren’t clean yet.

So anyway I was ready to move at noon, had to wait three hours, my RA doesn’t know why though as no one took the time to tell her. Didn’t actually get to move until 16:00 though as it apparently took the RA and hour to negotiate with the students what rooms they were going to get.

So the heat works there better than it did on my old room, but for the first two days I didn’t have a toilet. I hear some of the girls also don’t have toilets still.

Oh yeah and the other girls are still being bitches, they’ve taken to knocking on my door again, doubt it is the same girl though after what happened with the first set of bathmates. Oh the ones that I have now though are also my best friends so I’m not sharing living space with enemies that directly.

Last night and for the past several nights many of the girls had taken to sitting on the phone lounge talking to each other and on the phone with who ever till after curfew, that part I don’t mind so much the part that gets me is when the talk as loudly as they can and these halls seemed to be designed to carry and amplify sound. I probably made most of them hate me even more when I went to get water at midnight and the RA followed me back to do room checks (which she should have done at least an hour before then anyway).

Also Tuesday I ended up getting up late (07:30) and couldn’t find my sock or my wallet, luckily one of my friends let me make use of a pair and the wallet I’m able to live without.

Also the girls have been complaining about how my friend and occasionally I have been telling the RA about guys on the wing, saying it is there life and we shouldn’t get involved and if they are going to get into trouble they should get into trouble by the RA catching them. I’m going to probably make a lot of enemies tonight when I tell them exactly why I tell the RA when I see a guy.

I’ll be sure to post about how it goes tomorrow, well time for class!

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11482589/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11482589/ Thu, 18 Jan 2007 13:35:32 PST
My roommate is sick, not sure what it is but it has kept her in the bed for the most part. Small things don’t bother her, but chore time is something problematic. She’s already had two nights off and is about to get a third one tonight. Well last night the chore leader was snarky with me when I told her that my roommate wasn’t coming to chores. The RA went to have a talk with her before she went pounding on my door demanding the attendance of my roommate.

The other thing that pissed me off and put a nice finish to the day was when I went to take a shower and found that my soap had been replace. Oh and before I even get into that my new bath mates complained to us that the shower wasn’t cleaned out like it should have been after my roommate washed herself. I go in there after they took a shower and found string and hair stuck on the walls. They aren’t even holding themselves to the same standards that they are keeping me and my roommate to.

Now the soap, oh gods the soap! I go to take my shower and I see sitting right where I kept my soap a white lump of whatever chemicals soap’s made out of and as it is the same size and shape of mine I figure it’s mine. Pick it up and notice it smells like flowers. That’s not mine, I can’t use anything scented so obviously it’s not mine. After my roommate checks and finds that I don’t have another box either I threw a hissy fit right there in the tub, probably woke some girls up as I did get the attention of the RA from down the hall. She thought I was hurt or something. My bath mates do admit to putting their soap in the place of mine (bitches!) but they had no information of what happened to it after that.

The RA, such a sweet heart, goes to the Center Duty Officer (CDO) to make sure that I’m going with tonight’s Western Union trip so that I can get more soap. I hate being this sensitive, if I use anything other than Dove Sensitive skin or else unspeakable horrors will occur to my body (note me only if you really, really want to know what sort of demons biology will plague me with).

Other than that life is going pretty good, I’m going to have some D&D tomorrow spend some time with my boyfriend over the weekend, play some Pente with him to pass the time stuff like that.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11468585/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11468585/ Wed, 17 Jan 2007 06:22:46 PST
Christmas was great with my family, my grandparents came over to our place which worked out better than in the past when we went to their place. My brother made the perfect gift for them too, some bookends with character which was something they had been looking for for a while.

Well Wednesday (01/10/07) I spent the better part of the day on a bus just to get from Keene to Job Corps. At least there were no problems with me getting there except for a rip in my new bag, nothing major and shouldn't bee too hard to take care of. At job corps dinner has been extended which is a good thing for me and the other college students, as a result the meetings that we have every Tuesday and Thursday have been moved too. However stewardship wasn't extended like I had first thought, so a half hour has been removed from the time dedicated to cleaning our rooms. Yeah it is a small dorm room, but I was unpacking Thursday and when the RA came over to check the room I was no where near ready, I was half an hour later though.

Oh and the package my father sent me full of all sorts of D&D software and stuff, I got that Thursday as well, got to get out of part of the meeting to go get it.

I've got new bath mates too, they were moved into that room before my friend could but she is going to talk to the RA to see if something can be arranged. I don't mind having bath mates at all, just these girls have been getting on my nerves within a week. So far I've been locked out of the bathroom more times than I can count, been complained at for not cleaning a toilet after I just scrubbed it, they play their music too loud too late (not that I mind music, but the rules do say that music has to be played through headphones and even if they have a TV and were watching a music channel it was after eleven and quite time starts at nine) and I think they smoke in the bathroom which is against several rules all at once.

Also it seems that there is still insanity on the wing in the way of girls being bitches. This isn't towards me directly, this is something that happened to one of my friends. It was chore week for her and she had to do the common areas that both the female wings share (they alternate weeks as to which wing has to clean it) so she was in the supply closet a little later that the rest of the girls. Well she was signing a Celtic song in there and the other girls apparently took offense to it. I think that was mostly a cultural thing as my friend signs well when it's an Irish song or something of the like while most of the girls on the wing listen to Hispanic music (I have nothing against Hispanics I'm just establishing that there's a cultural difference in songs). Anyway as they were telling her that her signing stinks and that she should stop someone put some stuff outside the door to keep her from getting out. After she gave up battling with the door she waited in the supply closet for the stuff to get moved or for an RA to appear.

Well someone did open the door and took a bucket of used mop water and threw it on her. She locked the door from the inside at this point figuring it would not be wise to go out there with people that hostile towards her. Eventually someone came to the closet and claimed they were one of the RAs and said that they didn't want to use their key and that my friend would have to open the door herself. My friend told them that she couldn't open the door from the inside. Well who ever that was did eventually leave without unlocking the door. The Wing Leader came and told my friend that she had to get out of the closet and threatened her even went so far as to pound on the door to try and get her to come out. My friend called her a moron for thinking that violent behavior would encourage her to come out.

Eventually an RA did come and let my friend out and took statements on what had happened. The wing was put on restriction (which means no one can go on trips or to the ball that was set up for Saturday) and we had a meeting on Friday about it to try and get the girls that had gotten us all in trouble to confess and take their punishment. It did actually work, which surprised me, but there are still some nasty rumors going around like that my friend had written in her statement that the wing leader was the one that threw the water.

The winter ball was nice all of my friends went and we got to ride in a limo too which was awesome.

College had started on Tuesday, so during the class day on Thursday and Friday I was placed in the computer lab (those computers are in desperate need of upgrades) as job corps rules do not allow students to stay in the dorms between 7:30 and 16:00 on days with class.

... ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11062520/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/11062520/ Thu, 14 Dec 2006 13:41:41 PST
What has happened is some raging ass cunt, probably the same one that did the whole door knocking thing has continued to target my room apparently my roommate in the light of new events. Either that or her raging cunt friends are helping her with the harassment. My roommate and I hardly come out of the room so other then not being part of her social circle we can’t think of anything that would have cause offence.

There are little things she does to show that she has something against the smell, like when she had to come to my door to get one of my friends for a phone message she had her shirt over her face, though she seemed to have no problem when the hall smelled like shit from a toilet being backed up for at least a week (maintenance suck shit and are under staffed).

First last Thursday, during stewardship, someone poured enough scented oil on the floor to turn it into a fucking safety hazard. Also it gave me a headache from hell for two damn days. My nose is still trying to recover from the assault.

She did manage to come into the room once without having to cover her face though, she apparently as the idea she’ll be stewardship leader and was getting training by coming along to see how ratings are done. I did notice her crinkle her nose up as she looked about.

Now yesterday is the most infuriating thing that could fucking happen. Someone, not naming any names though came into the room and stole a bunch of stuff from my roommate. Fucking ass cunt, if she needed a nail kit and batteries that badly she could have bought them her fucking self. That wasn’t all that was stolen, the whole list also includes tea, body lotion, body spray, my roommate’s razor, make-up from my roommate’s dresser, markers, and a pair of earrings which didn’t even belong to my roommate, they were borrowed from a friend.

Everything is something one wouldn’t bother to put on the inventory list as either it will run out or it’s really not worth anything. Also most of the things are related to hygiene and beauty.

Also because she was actually cleaver enough the fucking cunt isn’t likely to get caught for it. Everyone is packing up everything to leave tonight (12/14). Even if security were given a list of the items to look for they would have to take the time to actually do their job and empty the contents of the bags. As it is all they really do is paw through the first couple layers of the bag.

Well there is a hope from this. My boyfriend tells me that though most people who get stolen from, never actually get their money or stuff back, the suspect generally doesn’t return to job corps.

A sign that this may be good riddance to the fucked faced cunt.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10898693/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10898693/ Thu, 30 Nov 2006 07:08:04 PST
My lack of time has gotten to the point that I can barely get laundry done myself. What I have been doing is asking my roommate nicely as she is often back to the dorms before the other girls and is always there before me to do it and I bring cookies to her from the college cafeteria as a way to say thank you.

Monday she did one load for me and I went to get another done so that I would have some shirts to wear for the rest of the week. Anyway the load finished at about 7:30 PM, not too much of a problem, as the laundry room is supposed to close by 9:30 PM. All the dryers are full, I can wait; they all say they have little more then an hour left on each of them. I go back to my room to do my math homework and about twenty minutes later I go back to the laundry room, just in case any of them finished and someone took their load out. All the dryers are still running when I get there so I go back to my room and continue homework for another twenty minutes. I did this for the rest of the evening until 9:30 PM when finally there was a dryer empty, but not a very good one that didn’t start when I tried to use it. I reached into one of the other dryers to see if there was a load dry in one of them, desperate to get my laundry dry before morning. I find a comforter baking in one of them so I take it out and put my stuff in and set it going.

Now one would think that would have been the end of it and I would just explain to the RA why my stuff isn’t out yet. Being paranoid the way that I am I go and check my laundry half an hour after I had started it only to find that someone moved it to the not so good dryer, managed to get it to run, and had put her comforter back into the other dryer. As my laundry was drying I didn’t think it was necessary to start any confrontations at that hour. What I did do though was write a letter to the prime RA about it and about how this is not the first time girls have ran their laundry for much longer then is needed or sane.

Today I’m tired, though now I’m starting to wake up, first time in a month I’ve been nodding off in math class. This morning, probably because I ended up being awake late last night I ended up getting out of bed when I should have been walking out the door. I missed breakfast, well I got it I just didn’t have time to eat it. Thankfully I still have some money and bought some protein/fiber bars and an orange juice. After math class (Yay! I got most of my homework right and I understand the rules better) I went to study for my next class after purposefully taking the longest possible way to the library to get my blood flowing a little better.

I sit down, open the book and start reading, the first five out of ten pages I get through okay. Then I notice I have to actually focus to try and understand the words themselves, never mind the concepts they are trying to convey. At that point I felt a large portion of my brain just slip out of my skull and go *plop* on the floor and I watched it as it gave a last twitch before it died. I think managed to get enough of it to pass a test if he gives us one today, especially short answer as I hate exact figures that multiple choice requires.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10712488/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10712488/ Mon, 13 Nov 2006 13:48:54 PST
She isn’t a completely non-sexual creature and is rather proud of her erotic writing. I have read it and it is rather good, could use some polishing, but other then that, I’m tempted to tell her to send it to Penthouse or something. However the only males that she has any sexual interest in are cartoon characters. I’m tempted to go up to her and tell her that there will be no mortal that can measure up to Inuyasha and rip those puppy dog ears off her head!

Gods, last night I was scared that she was going to hurt me about an innocent question I had asked her last week. Apparently while I was away over the weekend she found out that a guy in our D&D group has a crush on her who was the same guy I had asked about.

Another incident that illustrates her hostility towards relationships took place back before prom. Some of us were talking about who we were going to go with, I already knew, I was going out with my boyfriend already. Apparently, and I heard this from both sides, my boyfriend suggested my roommate go out with one of our friends (I think the only reason she hung out with him is because I hung out with him). As a response to that suggestion she threw the last of her chicken wrap at him and then she ranted at me about my boyfriend’s offensive behavior.

Actually I think the only reason she ends up hanging out with anyone that is male is because I or our other female friend is. I think she may hate the male gender that much that she will avoid being friends with them as well as having any deep relationships with them.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10516358/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10516358/ Thu, 26 Oct 2006 11:24:30 PDT really want attention, like if you’re the police or if the music is too loud for a regular knock. By the time my roommate or I get to the door the person is already gone and, trust me this bitch is fast, when I was standing next to the door, by the time I stepped out she was at the end of the hall grabbing at her door.

Well anyway, the time I did see her out in the hall she stopped and looked at me and said “What are you looking at? I didn’t do anything wrong.” I hadn’t even said anything like “What the hell are you doing?” I had just looked at her and she was already denying doing anything. I was so pissed that I shouted at her right there. People on the other side of the stairwell were waking up; I think I woke up people on the other wing too. Most of the doors in that part of the hall opened up to see what was going on. Still pissed, and not caring about any potential humiliation I went back into my room and slammed my door so hard it bounced back at me, then I slammed in a little gentler, just so that it would close, I’m pretty sure I did the double slam on purpose just to show how pissed I was, it’s mostly a rather red haze though as I recall it.

After I fumed in my room and made a failed attempt at going to sleep I put on a robe and walked down to the RA’s office to tell her what was going on. Soon after I arrived and told the basics including the girl I had seen running down the hall several other girls, including the bitch in question came down and told the RA that there is someone indiscriminately knocking on doors. At that point I left for fear that my adrenaline stocked temper would cause violence on something other then a door.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10444292/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10444292/ Thu, 19 Oct 2006 11:19:30 PDT
Haven’t missed a single class, been late to class only once and that’s because I made the mistake of sitting with my back to the clock (I need a watch). Not that I have much of a choice in attendance… Job corps picks me up at 07:00 and drops me off here at 07:30. I’m supposed to get on my ride back at 16:30, but usually it’s closer to 15:00. I’ve gotten over it, but the other student hasn’t just yet.

Mid-terms are next week and I’m fine, I’ve got only a few worries about how I’ll do and how I’ve been doing. I still need to do those interviews with my teachers that one of my instructors assigned us to do. He wants to see them when we pass in the journal he has us do.

I’ve got a research project set up for English composition and the topic that I picked is something that the teacher has never seen before actually. Mine is about what Wicca is and isn’t, just a basic clear the misconceptions type of thing; I’m sure I’ll fill seven or more pages with it (the page count does not include the introduction, bibliography or works sited sections).

Well now it’s off the class, have fun and as my teacher say “cause trouble!”

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10181702/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10181702/ Mon, 25 Sep 2006 11:28:41 PDT ), I’ve always hated math and it doesn’t help that it starts at 7:40 in the morning!

Well I was talking to one of the librarians here first about banned books and about how some people draw the lines at some pretty odd places (i.e. they challenge Anne Rice’s Sleeping beauty trilogy, but they still allow old people smut books) and how like every sex ed book in creation is on the most challenged list. I then went to make my exit and mentioned that I was off the play a text based on-line game (www.achaea.com for those interested). Wouldn’t you know she plays one too, actually helps administrate it actually. So we spoke about those for a moment.

]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10110118/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/10110118/ Mon, 18 Sep 2006 10:10:13 PDT
Also at job corps things are going pretty good all except the laundry situation. Oh gods was it hard to get anything done yesterday. At 1:00pm I went into the laundry room just to see where everything was in things being done. All the washers and all the dryers were full. As I was checking the dryers one of the girls saw me through this window that’s between the laundry room and the office. She told me that they were all full as I was checking them. Then when I walked out of the laundry room she came out of the office demanding to know if I had opened any of the dryers. I told her no and that I hadn’t touched any of them. The only reason that I was able to get anything washed yesterday was because I asked my RA to let me in the unused laundry room down stairs.

Other then that my time has been pretty nice, D&D is still going strong with no end in sight right now. We actually got a new player who is so powerful that for a draw back we gave him ADHD, he has to make will saves on anything that requires concentration or risk distraction. “I’ve got to get this shot… Pretty butterfly…”

Also my boyfriend and I have started a project together. We are making a costume for me; a nice renascence dress made out of red, crushed velvet. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9974447/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9974447/ Tue, 05 Sep 2006 08:32:13 PDT
Anyway it’s all good because I have huge holes in my schedule here at NMCC in which I can spend time doing just about anything. Well anything in social acceptability that is…

So right now I would be in a class but because of a mix up they had in the scheduling department most of the class isn’t here and the teacher just let us loose until he gathers up the whole “gaggle” as he refers to us collectively, which won’t be until Thursday.

I’m scheduled to have five classes covering fifteen hours in the week; most of them are taken only two days of the week, like this one, while the last one is three times a week, but the only class on those days. Yeah I know it sounds all frelled up I’ve gotten over it already because that gives me plenty of time to do things like homework and plan out my gaming sessions that I am still having once a week.

This past weekend, all three days of it (I love Labor Day ) were spent at my boyfriends place. I actually got to see his camp this time; which by the way is a mansion compared to mine even though his doesn’t have electricity. He has a lake practically all to himself because his family owns half of its coast and there are only two other owners both of which practically don’t exist.

I also picked out a pattern for a costume that I can make myself and got the cloth for it as well. My boyfriend learned where the saying “whole nine yards” came from at that time too, due to the fact that we bought the whole nine yards of this one cloth.

Anyhow while I was without DA I wrote journal entries anyway which I’m going to post in my scraps for people to read up what has been going on during my absence. Right now I can’t post them apparently the computer doesn’t like flash drives… I’ll just e-mail them to myself at another time.

And so Good Day to all and to All: You missed me didn’t you! Admit it you were all like “where is our great and wonderful crazy person trapped in job corps!” ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9645699/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9645699/ Tue, 08 Aug 2006 10:39:36 PDT
Right now I’m sitting here in class, waiting for bits of paperwork that I’ll need for getting into college which doesn’t happen until September anyway, but I still need it all done before that. Not doing anything in class right at this moment though as I get only half an hour of internet time a day. Can’t finish my FAFSA paper work anyway, not until my parents get their PIN for their electronic signature.

There is a girl on center who is very self centered, obnoxious and oblivious to the opinions of others. She has recently lost her boyfriend to one of my friends is mad as hell about it too, though I don’t really blame her about that. Anyway, she has been behaving rather childish about it. She is also in driver’s ed same with my boyfriend. Well she some how managed to make him her driving partner, not once for the week, not twice, but five times, with both of the teachers. We are still trying to figure out how she managed that.

Turns out she is also delusional or something because while she was driving she saw her ex-boyfriend and my friend hugging and stuff, so she honks at them and tells the teacher she was saying “hi” to her friends.

My relationship with my boyfriend is still going strong, been eight months now. We are still responsible about seeing each other during the training day too, unlike some of the other couple in my class. My boyfriend and I only see each other during break; I’m not in the classroom anyway so it’s all good. Also when we are together we aren’t trying to turn into a singular entity while we see each other and I’m never late getting back to class either.

So that’s my life so far, nothing too interesting worth sharing. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9510275/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9510275/ Thu, 27 Jul 2006 10:34:36 PDT
Recently I went shopping at Wal-Mart and spent sixty-two dollars on myself. One of the things I got was a bean-bag chair for when I watch TV or play video games in my room. I also went and got a new pillow and a bed sheet set that actually fits the mattress they have us sleep on here. Also I got a broom and dust-pan set so that I don’t have to fight with the other girls on my wing to be able to sweep my floor. Also got some paint to that I can mark the stuff as mine.

Still didn’t get everything I wanted though there were a couple of things that I and my room-mate could use. Like a suction-cup towel rack that we can hang from the sink counter and a LCD safe cleaning agent for my laptop.

I am so sleepy today; don’t know exactly why though I think forgetting my green tea this morning may have had something to do with it. Not sure if I want to risk drinking the cafeteria’s coffee, though the soda machine does have Vault now instead of Mellow Yellow which I can get with lunch. They already have it set up here that soda will not be obtained during breakfast.

I’ve been sick since Friday too, I’ve got a cough that just doesn’t seem to go away I think I’ll go to wellness during lunch today to set up an appointment to see if there is anything that can be done about it considering how I’ve been sick for almost a whole week now.

The Bible Thumper of my class is still being an ass to the other students about computer time. Now he’s doing it bold-faced in front of the teacher. The thing he does is gets onto a computer and does whatever on it until someone comes up to him and asks him to get off. At which point he will get off when the teacher is in class, but as soon as there is a free computer he is on it again. When the teacher isn’t here and someone asks for him to get off and let someone else get some time he’ll act all offended that he’s being targeted for what ever reason and call the other person a hypocrite. Just today Jason was talking about how people kept taking more then their share of time and Bible Thumper piped up from the back “It was only an hour.”

In the mean time while I’m doing things that take more time then just filling out paper work to finish I’ve been working on one of my larger stories, just need some names to help fill it out some. Don’t bother with making suggestion I have my own way of coming up with names. What may help though is an English<->Arabic dictionary with Arabic in Romanized lettering. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9489526/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9489526/ Tue, 25 Jul 2006 11:52:56 PDT
I came to the conclusion though that modern society would not work if we had just one party or the other. It’s just like walking; taking a step is actually a controlled fall. Liberals are the falling to get us moving forward while the Conservatives are the stability keeping us from falling all the way. If we had no Liberals then we would just stand there not moving, we’d have a society of nothing but stability. While if we had just Liberals we’d be too busy trying to move forward so much we’d just fall down.

Don’t bother to ask me what party I am, I’m not sure yet. I see the good points on both sides, yet I also see the bad points as well. What I try to look for is the best thing for the situation. Like on Gay marriage, I don’t care for or against it any more then I do straight marriage, if you want to, go ahead. What I don’t like about the situation is that there are certain rights that civil unions still don’t give couples that marriage does, like hospital visitation and immunity to testifying against your partner. What I don’t like about some of the Liberals ideas on the gay marriage issue is how many of them insistence on Christian churches to marry a same-sex couple. Just because it is legal does not mean you should force it into the face of someone that doesn’t want it. There are plenty of religions that will marry two of the same gender and they’ll even let you run around with flowers in your hair or hand from the ceiling by meat hooks in your back, what ever rubs your Buddha. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9436734/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9436734/ Thu, 20 Jul 2006 11:31:11 PDT
Okay I went home, but I’m already back at job corps raising hell and the like already, but doing it in such a way I don’t get into trouble . I like being on gold phase, it lets me get onto trips without having to signup in advance.

When I got home I found that my bedroom had been converted into a computer room while I was absent. The only space that my parents could put me at that point was in the dining room where the desk of the older computer us to be. No privacy there, the only thing that was between my bed and the living room was a bookcase.

Over vacation my boyfriend came to my place to meet my parents and also to help reduce the “Amber-withdrawal” as my parents call it. He got along with them just fine though at first he felt a little stupid at first around them, but after having a deep conversation with them about religion he felt much better.

My parents took off a whole week to be able to spend time with my brother and I, so that reduced the alone time to nearly zip, but I got over it. I’m sure my parents will too.

On the way back to job corps was hectic though. Getting through the airports wasn’t too much of a problem even though the first one wasn’t able to print out our tickets, as a result they were hand written and to get the second ticket we had to track down the airline’s counter in Logan. At least we didn’t have a six hour layover at Logan like I’ve had the past two times.

When we got to the final airport though the driver was really confused; apparently he was told all of the students that were returning wouldn’t be there until the afternoon and all he had to pick up were the new students. I an another person ended up sitting at the airport for another half hour waiting for our ride.

When I got onto center and got my bag searched I found that there weren’t too many Residential Advisors (RAs) on center. I did manage to find one to let me into my room. Then I wanted my bags, which I didn’t want to lug around if I wasn’t going to my room. Security told me that they couldn’t let me into the office that my bags were in I would have to find an RA for that. I find one, but she refuses to help me because she is going to give a new student a tour of the place. I go back to Security and ask them again if they could. Again they say they can’t but the guy there radios the RAs and asks for assistance that way. She said she would be a couple of minutes.

Seven minutes later I’m sitting in the chair in the Security office studying the sensation of my sweaty skin bonding with the leather. Finally one of the Recreation staff let me get to my bags, which I lug up to my room.

Now I’m feeling good. I’ve gotten onto center, I’ve got into my room, though I don’t have my key yet, I’ve got my soap for a shower, things are looking good for me. I get into the bathroom and start running the water only to find that there is no hot water to be had at all.

I did take a nap after taking a cold water rinse to get the salt off my skin from sweating all day. When I woke up it was too late to go get something to eat from the cafeteria and my room mate appeared telling me that I needed to sign back on. Despite the nap I was still too tired to really do any unpacking, actually all I’ve really taken care of is my laundry… All my books and stuff is still in my locker.

I at least have hot water, got it last night, though yesterday morning sucked when I tried to take a shower for the second time. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9147003/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9147003/ Thu, 22 Jun 2006 10:48:55 PDT
I am lucky enough that I don’t get sick that often, unfortunately when I do get sick I get sick! I am sick right now, not quite as sick as last week, because now I can breath, but this morning the left side of my head felt like it was going to explode. Well back on the 15th I went in barely able to breath. Apparently I have an upper respiratory infection. Gee go figure, that part was easy to figure out. Well it was either that or I’ve developed some new allergies that is causing excessive amounts of mucus to drip into my lungs. The doctor diagnosed it as an infection and told me that my medication should be in by 4 o’clock that afternoon.

The medication didn’t come in until the 21st, six days later. In the mean time my upper respiratory infection dripped into my right ear on Tuesday causing me a great deal of pain in that side of my cranium for the whole day. I went into wellness to complain, they told me that they wouldn’t be able to give me an appointment until Thursday. Wednesday it stopped hurting, maybe because of the pain killers I took, but there was still an incessant ringing in my ear. Last night I didn’t get any notice about my appointment (they have the R.A. give you an appointment slip with the time on it the day before the appointment) so I went in this morning to ask what was up. They told me that they had canceled all appointments.

Oh and mind you I still have low level ringing both my ears and the major infection has moved into my left ear. I have been in pain that could have been prevented if they had gotten me my medication the same day it was prescribed. This is just a little ridiculous…

Also this isn’t the first time I’ve been given an appointment and had it canceled without them notifying me. As far as I know they have no provision for notifying anyone that appointments have been canceled. I had a dental appointment about three weeks ago, I knew exactly what to expect, drilling and filling of two cavities. I don’t get my slip so I asked them what was up. They told me that they had to cancel me to give that time slot to an emergency dental case (they prioritize by pain). At the rate that dental gets thing done I probably won’t get another appointment until 2007!

Now one cannot assume that no slip means no appointment though, because I have had appointments where I did not receive any sort of notice of it they day before, was placed in a situation that would not allow me to see the weekly appointment schedule nor were they able to contact me. The next thing I know I’m being threatened with possible termination because it was a required appointment. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9017748/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/9017748/ Fri, 09 Jun 2006 11:08:32 PDT
The two entities are the Student Government Association (SGA) and the Game Room. Okay so the Game Room isn’t that political, but it is working for the Students with direct contact to the Staff. Right now I think they are having more luck than the SGA.

The SGA is currently a limping and lame beast in the wake of two past presidents that didn’t do anything that could be taken seriously, didn’t follow the Bylaws that I can tell and other wise let what was to be the “Representative Body of the Students to the Staff” fall into a ridiculous gathering of disgruntled students.

Many of the members of the SGA mean well, yes, but they have become an elitist party that assume the majority of the Students don’t care about what happens if the SGA losses what little power it still has. The SGA has even lost its official store for the sale of food and other items to gain revenue and is trying to label the Game Room as such.

The Game Room was supposed to merge with the SGA Store, but that never actually happened because the people that were supposed take over the Game Room management left their position before anything official happened.

I actually don’t blame the Game Room for resisting becoming a part of the SGA for several reasons, one of which is it won’t really change anything for the SGA if they do. The Game Room would be worse off I believe if they are forced into the SGA as the elitists that make up most of the Board will cut out everyone they do not like, which would be most of the Game Room staff including those that actually get things done.

I have just read the Bylaws myself and have found that I actually cannot have any position on the Executive Board, though I will do my best to stay active with the SGA until I can be an official member and do what I can to fix the mess that is before us. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8919450/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8919450/ Tue, 30 May 2006 10:37:01 PDT
That afternoon I went to donate blood. This time there were no problems in me being able to donate. I got to the location at 12:55 didn’t get to leave till 16:00 though. First off I was number 104 in line and they were on 65 when I arrived. Then once I did get my turn I had to sit through all the questions, get my blood pressure taken, temperature tested, pulse checked, finger pricked and watch my blood sink in this funny blue liquid to see if I’m anemic.

After that they asked me a couple of other questions to make sure I won’t have a bad reaction to anything they’re going to use while drawing my blood, finally after they cleaned off my arm (that tickled) they stuck the needle into me and let the blood run into the bag. I was a little surprised at how dark the blood was as they were drawing it, but that’s because it is out of a vein and is not full of the brightening oxygen that gives blood its classic color.

I was surprised how fast I filled the bag I thought it would take a little bit longer. Well while the doctor was taking my bag (boy was he cute!) the doctor that had stuck me asked how I was doing. He told her that I was fine just a little rambunctious.

For the rest of the day I was hyper like if I had a bottle of Mountain Dew all to myself. Well right up till stewardship anyway. One of the other guys I know, whose donated blood like six times before, told me that he feels energetic too after a donation. Half way through stewardship I was feeling nauseous. I at least managed to get my room cleaned before the RA got there.

Monday was my birthday, but because it was Memorial Day as well, my boyfriend and I figured that places would be closed then so what we did was walk to the pizza place on Sunday. Only to find the nearest pizza place closed for Sunday… We then walked to the second nearest pizza place only to find that they weren’t making pizza that day. In all we walked nine to ten miles, not sure exactly how far though. We both have blisters on our feet and I realized how out of shape I really am. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8719399/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8719399/ Tue, 09 May 2006 10:39:14 PDT
Now that the weather's warmer we've taken to taking walks in random directions. On the first day of our anniversary (I'll just say it's a two day event) we found a spot in the area that people call the castle. Okay so it's a run-down, abandoned rejected set of theme park buildings, but it's still pretty fun. I actually found some catigory-5 networking cable lying in the mulch there. When I went to pick it up I found that it was buried quite deeply in the ground and refused to be removed from the area. My boyfriend and I also found an outlet set in one the buildings too. Those probably don't work though it looks like the things been in ill repair for at least two winters.

Around behind the buildings is this catwalk thing in among the pine trees, the main structural parts of it seem to be made out of some sort of treated wood, though I'd expect pressure treated wood would be the usual characteristic green ting. So anyway the railings of the catwalk were made out of birch logs, obviously not treated and getting pretty soft. The oddest thing about the whole thing were the pair of outhouses that someone took the time to build up off the ground, didn't get a close look at them though, probably will over the weekend though.

For pictures you can go to ~Bulletforbullet's page as he has a punch of them he took with his girlfriend and tweaked with Photoshop.

In other news I have written a letter of intention for an SGA (Student Government Association) position. Sergeant at Arms. I don't get voted into that position, the board just looks at those that have sent in their letters and appoint two they think are the best for the position. A primary and an alternative. I would go for Secretary if I were any good at taking notes, which I'm not...

So anyway as the Sergeant at Arms my main responsibility would be to keep order in the meetings. Making sure people don't get too far off track, telling the asses to keep it down and kicking out those that are continual problems. I also get to vote on things that can only be decided by the board itself, though those are pretty few and far between. Senators, who I'm one, get a vote with the board.

Okay the SGA is a very confusing beast, though it differs from most governmental bodies, main reason for that is everyone that goes to the meetings are friends. We don't have that much competition between who gets what positions. Our main enemies from getting things done are those that don't go to the meetings and don't care what the SGA does. Senators are supposed to be voted into position by their wing and board members are supposed to be voted in by the entire student body. What happens though is no one wants to vote on any of it so a lot of time we don't bother with voting and more often then not we have one person per position anyway.

The staff that are supposed to oversee what we are doing though have been chewed out by the other staff saying that what we are doing isn't fair to the student body and then we have to try and organize a vote. At this point everything that can go wrong will go wrong. Whole class rooms have been missed by the last vote, including classes that wanted to vote, while those that did get to vote, didn't. Resulting in an all but pointless vote that just makes the staff happy.

And I know someone out there is reading this going "What if they did care and you didn't hold a vote, is it fair to them?" Well to answer that before it is even asked we make no secret as to when and where the SGA meeting is, we go out of our way to let people know about it, if they really cared about what the SGA did they would come to the meetings.

Finally something most annoying, there is a guy in my class who gets on my faster then anyone else I've ever met. I've done my best to avoid him because his reputation precedes him. Several of my friends have had dealings with this young man before, some as former classmates and one as his former roommate. Now the fact that he is a Christian has not caused me to dislike him, actually I do my best to keep that from colouring my judgment of people. Though from what I've heard he likes to do his best to force it on others and tell them that they will burn in hell if they don't repent for their sins. I haven't witnessed this myself so I can't say much about it. What I have witnessed is his instant assumption that anything I say is to... ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8659580/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8659580/ Wed, 03 May 2006 07:15:33 PDT
So here it goes six odd things about me.

1. Secretly there are times I wish I were a guy, not because being female is an inconvenience in and of itself. No, why I wish I were a guy is to make it easier to hang out with the geeks here and play games with them. Most of them only play with the other geeks in their rooms, right where a girl isn't allowed. The games include things like War Craft and Halo LAN parties, War Craft the Board Game, D&D and the like.

2. I like freaking out my teacher. Every once in a while I will say something near him that makes him question my mental stability. Things like I know how to interrogate people with pins and I just so happen to have some pins in my room. One time I just randomly said "I want to watch something burn." He did not react well to that... not at all; at least he didn't call the shrink on me though.

3. I find some of the oddest things at the oddest of times. I had to help the rest of the students with spring cleaning, where the staff had us all go outside with gloves and set us to picking up trash. Among the thing I found up: a liquor bottle, a flattened can of Axe, a pink condom, a perfectly good lighter (considering 90% of the center are smokers...) and a purple vibrator. Of all the things to be lying in a ditch! And not just any ditch, it was one of the ditches closest to my vocational building! I mean the condom I can understand, it was laying in the trees near the recreation center. My boyfriend on the other hand is still trying to figure out why porn is contraband, but vibrators and dildos aren't.

4. I'm cursed in the way of laptops, I swear I am. The two that I've had, worked just fine before I got them, but now neither of them work anymore. The first one was unavoidable though, it was old the OS was sorely out of date; the power connection in the laptop itself was giving out. The power refuses to keep going for any amount of time most attempts, when it does stay connected for any useful period though the OS won't load at all. I'm not at all surprised that it died. The second however I can fix, the power adaptor is still on the market, I just need to get a new one; it at least has no software problems like the older one.

5. I'm way too sensitive to caffeine. Especially if it's Mountain Dew for some reason. I just get really weird and hyper and trip over my own tongue when I try to talk. Coffee does it to me too, but because of the taste I can't drink that much in one sitting. One time I took No-Doze pills to stay up really late. I was chatting to do something to pass the time and everyone chatting with me was worried that I was drunk or something.

6. I can't tan. My skin refuses to get brown in any way; all it does is turn lobster red within twenty minutes of exposure. One time I walked to a nearby pizza place, it was a mile walk one way. When I got back people were asking me if I had gotten into a fit or something because of how my skin looked on one shoulder.

So I hope you enjoyed the results of my tagging, now time to tag six others to pass it on.

*TwistedNerve *Raychilwls =MrNudge ~Brualki =SoLaCePaRoXySM ~Bulletforbullet ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8580206/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8580206/ Tue, 25 Apr 2006 10:52:47 PDT
I have finished the Dragonlance trilogy by the time you read this. As I write this though there are three pages left unread, the last chapter of it. So I didn't start a new book during Shut Up And Read Time (SUART) period. Instead of reading I drew a picture of Tas, the kender from Dragonlance, which probably won't get posted here until after I get home for vacation.

Vacation from what I've heard will be starting June 28th and will run through to July 16th. Which means I will be home for my parents week of their vacation.

So anyway there is a guy in class who has read a lot of books, more then I have no doubt. So I have managed to put a childish challenge before myself to find something that he hasn't read that I have. Of course I'm not going to leave it that way for very long though. I did find such a book today, five actually, The Belgariad by David Eddings. Once I'm done reading them I'm going to let him read them.

The books that he reads are along the same tastes as my family, a lot of the classics in the realms of fantasy and science-fiction. I can imagine my parents if they learned that he hasn't read the Belgariad. "Shame on you!" I think though that they would be quite impressed with what he has managed to read in the seventeen years of his life.

I spent Easter vacation over at my boyfriend’s. We got to leave Friday and didn't have to come back until Monday, both of those days were normally class days but they allowed us to have unpaid administrative leave on those days. I don't care if I get a cut out of my pay check I got to spend some time off center.

Also I am getting a new laptop, my old one has decided not to work anymore. It's a combination of power problems and OS problems. First the power tends to just kick out randomly and not allow the laptop to work, but when it does allow the laptop power for any extended period of time the OS gets to the loading screen and refuses to go any further. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8458445/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8458445/ Thu, 13 Apr 2006 11:33:25 PDT
Apparently one of the wrongs I had done to her was threaten to beat her up. What she wanted for me was wing restriction. That would mean I would not be allowed to anywhere other then meals, cutting me off from my social life that I have outside of my class. My roommate was on the list as having called this girl a bitch every time they met, something I can tell you did not happen as my roommate barely speaks to this self-absorbed bible-thumper. She wanted my roommate removed from the job corps program. One of my good friends was also on the list for several things, one of them was telling the girl in question to kill herself, something my friend does not believe in having called it the coward’s way out of their problems. The desired punishment for her was not simple removal from the program, but also total exclusion from being allowed back onto this center or any other ever again. She also had her ex on there for sexually molesting her and he’s my ex as well and I know that he couldn’t hurt a fly.

I mentioned this list to my teacher and he said it is not likely that we will be seeing her ever again. This girl, too young to call a woman by any standard, was not liked by many not even teachers enjoyed her company and though not allowed to say so some are glad that she is gone. She is self-absorbed, worse than what people expect from an only child, she acts like she can get away with anything because she is as she said by her own admission “a perfect little girl.” She is Christian, which in and of itself is not bad, it is how she went about it that offended many, including every pagan she met. She claims to have no tolerance for “alternative religions” yet religiously watches Charmed and wanted to borrow all of my Wiccan books. She also had it in her mind that anal sex preserved virginity.

The way she annoyed one of her teachers was by acting like a know-it-all, interrupting him, acting like she is supposed to be the only one helping the other students even though no one had asked for her help and got annoyed when someone managed to beat her to the answer.

It is a nice day knowing that she is no longer on center, now if only the other bitches here would do something stupid that would get them out as well. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8425309/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8425309/ Mon, 10 Apr 2006 07:48:26 PDT
That means the stories that I’ve been working have been lost, the last back-up I have of them were made like last month, on those that I did back-up… I am such an idiot leaving the back-up for that long.

Okay I’ve actually checked what all has been lost, just one story, the whole thing though… That Cowboy Bebop fan fiction I had written.

Well my weekend was pretty interesting, almost slept in the rec. center instead of my own room because some one went and threw baby powder into the smoke detector in the girls’ dorms. They got enough in there that it wasn’t resetting as quickly as it should and if it doesn’t reset they can’t let us back into the building. Regulations declare that if there is a dead sensor in the building no one is allowed in the building.

Before we learned about that they had us out there in the cold for over half an hour, some of us in our pajamas, others with out anything on their legs at all. Apparently someone thought it wasn’t cold enough to merit the opening of the cafeteria…

Then when they let us in the cafeteria the girls kept chattering away when the staff was trying to tell us what had happened and what could be happening with us. Luckily I was sitting close enough to the staff to hear over everyone.

Well at least we didn’t have to sleep in the rec., but they still haven’t figured out who it was that threw the baby powder. The cynical side of me wanted to sleep in the rec. just to give the bitches a lesson on what happens when you do stupid shit. The more reasonable side slapped the cynic and said “Don’t you want to be in a bed?”

After that, when most of the girls were taking hot showers to stave off the cold they had been exposed to, I was watching a National Geographic special on the Gospel of Judas. That kept me up till 00:30.

So that was Sunday… Friday was spent not in class, but in a Young Woman’s Conference. The last time they has such a thing only 20 girls showed up for it, so this time they made it mandatory, if you have ovaries and don’t go, you’ll get an AWOL day. There were six workshops that you could chose from, had to pick three, if you didn’t pick them yourself then they were picked for you. We had “Family, Career, Community, and how to juggle it all,” “Relationships,” “Self-Esteem,” “Woman’s health issues,” “Expressing Emotions through Art,” and “Job Interview how-to.”

I signed up for Juggling it all, Relationships, and Art. My roommate didn’t sign up for anything and they put her in the health one, which was only about birth control, not a good subject for a virgin…

It’s going to be pretty lonely when they go and have a Young Men’s Conference though, because I’m the only girl in my class.

So a groggy Monday morning after a weekend full of video games and doing laundry, no more so then any other Monday, only thing different is I think my sweater smells funny… ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8361219/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8361219/ Tue, 04 Apr 2006 07:09:02 PDT
What she goes and does is sticks it in the red one, not the blue, then complains loudly that it’s not working. One of the other girls, I’ll call her Butter-face, because everything about her looks good but her face, comes in to help, they stick it in the red one again. I try to tell them that it’s the blue one that is wired, blue one as in the one on the bottom with the protective hood coloured blue.

They plug into that and I say, “It will take a moment for it to work.” As soon as I finish they unplug it saying it’s not working and try it in the red one again. I try to explain to them, again, that it takes a moment, that the red one doesn’t even have wires to get a signal and the reason it takes a moment longer then a normal phone is because it isn’t a normal phone, it’s an IP phone and it needs to find a usable IP address before it’s usable.

Butter-face snaps at me saying something to the effect of “Shut up you know it all.” I respond with “I’m in computer tech I should know how it works, I even work with the guy that wired them in the first place which is why I know the red one will never work no matter how much you want it to.

“Oh like that really matters,” she says in her snide tone that sounds like a slug speaking. Of course it damn well matters! Just because you’ve been here for more then a year doesn’t mean you know more then the person specifically trained to know about the situation.

The phone did eventually work when they left it plugged in for more then ten seconds. Actual seconds at that, I counted Mississippi’s. Too many bitches in the world!

There were girls on center, on the same wing as me, that were a lot worse though. They were my bath-mates for a while. Bath-mates are people not in the same room as you, but they share the bathroom with you. These particular bath-mates had a thing for loud rap, and they wouldn’t turn it down for anyone, not even for the RA. So I ended up not having any real sleep for a while.

Also they have no respect for other people’s space, one of them ran into my room through the bathroom to scream at me for not rinsing out the tub, when I was trying to calmly explain to her that the reason I didn’t rinse it out the night before was because I was too busy bleeding! Then there was the time she took my laundry out of the dryer, before my stuff was dry so that she would have a dryer, but she didn’t need the dryer for another twenty minutes which was the amount of time it took for the laundry to dry anyway.

Then there’s the girls that keep taking my laundry out of the dryer before it’s even dry, some of them take it out before it’s even remotely dry, they just wait until it’s hot and pull it out because they think they are the only one that needs to get their laundry done.

Talking about that I’ve been trying to get laundry done for the past week and only yesterday was I able to get it done because I sat in the laundry room with a big book waiting for the machine to empty right there before the previous user can get a friend to it. I had that problem Sunday where everyone was like “No my roommate has it after me, and then our bath-mate after her.”

GAH! I’m almost tempted to suggest a token system where you give the RA evidence that you need a machine and she gives you a token that you put in the machine like quarters in the laundry mat. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8303874/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8303874/ Wed, 29 Mar 2006 11:08:03 PST arrow isn’t working very well for me. I decided to use a different computer today then the one I’ve been using of late. One of the guys got annoyed with me because this one is his usual computer. He likes it because it is in the corner away from where the teacher can see the screen and notice he’s playing a game, when games are forbidden in this room, except during lunch.

I like it simply because it’s different then the other one I was on and would hopefully be a little less bitchy. Reminds me of home how often it kicks off the network though, but neither of these computers are actually on the internet.

Oh and another guy borrowed the disk that I normally save this too and has yet to give it back to me, but then he’s not in the room for me to pester. If he goes and claims it’s his disk though, most of the room will vouch that the bright orange disk is in fact mine. A bonus is one of those students can keep him off the internet-free computers in case of major annoyance.

I feel bad for another of the girls on center. Okay Monday I noticed that she had a bag that I had never seen her with before. This bag looked exactly like mine, except hers is black, while mine’s green and looks like it’s been dragged through hell a couple of times. Tuesday I saw her in the hall so I mentioned to her that we have the same bag, mentioned to my teacher that there is a girl with my style of bag. He made a mention to me that he would like a bag like that for himself as it is a really good style for guns, which it is.

Tuesday at dinner I saw her boyfriend with the bag and asked him if he knew where to get a bag like that as my teacher wanted one. He said “Don’t tell her--” “Him” “Him where to get one, my girlfriend is mad enough that there’s two people with that bag that she won’t wear it any more, if there’s three…”

How shallow can you get? I mean c’mon it’s just a really good style of bag that is useful for working girls as well and gun toutting guys. I remember when I first came on center a bunch of people were asking me were they could get a bag like that.

The bag is a simple single strap multi-purpose style with a nice large pocket that can easily hold notebooks and three ring binders. Across the front of it there are three smaller pockets, the middle of which has inner pockets designed to hold writing utensils. Also on the strap is another very small pocket that one can use for anything including a small calculator, then there is the inner pocket inside the main pocket that one can use for items that could use some digression, like my emergency items it and the strap pocket are so discreet that when I get searched no one even notices them to look in them. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8243513/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8243513/ Thu, 23 Mar 2006 07:01:38 PST
Realizing that I had snapped at them I apologized telling them I’m having a bad day. They said that it was just starting and I told them that I was having a bad one already.

Today so far I have had a cold shower, found that my sink still hasn’t drained from when I washed my hands last night while OSHA is going to do inspections, missed breakfast because of someone locked the door early and I ended up sitting next to a guy that I so want to avoid. Last night, which has contributed to today I ended up past midnight because the girls in the room next to me would not turn down their music, even after I went over there and told them to do so.

I’m still trying to figure out what the hell conditions it is that determines whether or not I’m going to get hot water, but it has actually been a while since the last cold shower. The main problem with the cold shower isn’t just that it’s cold, but also there is not enough water pressure to rinse quickly. And to all of you who’ll says something like “Take the shower before you go to bed”: I’ve been reprimanded for having messy hair in class and there is nothing I can do for bed head first thing in the morning.

Now this is the second day in a row I missed breakfast. Yesterday I will admit it was because I got out of my room late. However I did get out of my room early enough this morning to theoretically get to breakfast on time. There is something called Global Standard Time for a reason. I have an essay laying around somewhere about the benefits of GST, I think I will type it up and pass a bunch of copies around the administration or something.

Now the guy that I would like to avoid… The thing is this guy has all of the vices I despise the most and none of the virtues I admire. Well to be honest most people on center don’t have much virtue, but the majority of them I can tolerate. This one just seems to make my skin crawl. He pesters me with bunches of little things, he has a fascination that I’m going out with who I am, and for most of the time that I’ve been in class he’s been sitting next to me. Today I tried I honestly tried to sit at a different computer, but the one that I want won’t run the programs I need. At least he’s gone to do a workshop of some kind. Looks like he’s not going to be on center for too much longer.

On the upside my teacher just said something to cheer me up. Some of the guys were goofing off and my teacher came over to me and said “When you’re the CEO of your own company or something, do the nice thing and hire these birds to work in the mail room or something.”

Okay I feel better now that I’ve ranted. The rest of the day will probably be fine, just had a very bad first hour to it. And I wish I had brushed my teeth… ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8226201/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8226201/ Tue, 21 Mar 2006 11:21:30 PST
I’m not even a CISCO student here and I’m learning a lot about binary and another number system called hexadecimal. The thing is the teacher is helping one of the students learn binary. I’m sitting here looking at the board going “Hey I know what that is.” 1001=9 1100=13. Okay now I’m just showing off.

For those of you that don’t know how binary works it is pretty simple. You read it right to left, so that means the right most place is counted first. Each of the 1’s has a value based on where it is placed. The first digit (1001) is value one. The second place (1001) is 2, but as there is no one it has no value in this binary number. The third place (1001) is 4, again no one means no value. The fourth place (1001) is 8, having a one in the place means it has value. So to translate 1001 into decimal you add the places that have value to come up with 9.

What if you have a number that is 10010110? Well each place is twice the value of the previous one so 10010110 is value 16 and so on. The whole number is 150 in decimal.

Now cookies and sushi for who ever gets this one: 1010011010. ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8214575/ http://Vaya-Kahvi.deviantart.com/journal/8214575/ Mon, 20 Mar 2006 08:04:31 PST
Friday’s gaming session was very fun, though we were missing a few people. This weeks I will have to move to Sunday because of prom. This is because Friday I’m going to Wal-Mart to get some earrings, maybe some better shoes too. Saturday is Prom itself, everyone will be too busy getting ready, well those of us going, which is more then half the party, and the DM (me).

Well on Friday we had the opening session and we made plans as to what to do with the rest of it before the actual terrorist attack happens. Yeah the terrorists that are going to release the T-virus causing most of the campus to turn to zombies and etc. at which point the party finds the underground labs with all the cool stuff including the vaccine, genetic experiments and cybernetic experiments too. Yeah it’s a mess, but a fun one none the less.

Saturday was spent doing all kinds of things other then what I normally do on a Saturday, like going to the mall to get two books, one of which I did not expect to find there. Because I had spent extra money on the books I barely had enough for soap, therefore didn’t have enough money for shoes, shawls, earrings, necklaces or any other accessory I was hoping to get for prom.

Later I was talking with my boyfriend I made a mention of that to him and he said that he would get me a few things. So right now I’m like “Yay! I hope Claire’s will still be doing the 20 items for $10 clearance Friday.” I mean $10 dollars is easy enough to pay back. I’m not going to do the girlfriend bitch-ism and have him spend that much money on me outside of a formalized gift and not pay him back for it. The shoe thing is he noticed the shoes that I got last pay period and says they probably aren’t the best things to wear to prom and I guess he’s right.

Even later on Saturday, after watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, we went for a walk, heading to the gas station in the area to see if it’s open because we were hungry. We didn’t have enough time to make it there though, but we did get in sight of it. On our way back a patrol car pulled up beside us to make sure we were okay. We thought for a moment to ask for a ride, but no we didn’t because that would have gotten us in trouble for being off center without actually signing out… Yeah, we’re going to do our best to make sure we are signed out before going for a walk like that, just in case the next time someone like that goes and tells center we’re off center.

Sunday was a normal Sunday though, except for the fact that someone took three hours+ to dry their cloths so it took me four hours to get my load of delicates done, while I still have two other loads in my closet waiting to be washed. At least I managed to get the important stuff done though. According to one of my friends the girls taking up so much dryer time were going “Oh it feels damp let’s set it for another 80 minutes, oh it still feels damp, let’s set it for another 80 minutes.” ]]> ~Vaya-Kahvi