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Self - Janice [real] : Kylara [alias] Blog Theme - Fallen Angels, in honor of Lucifer and Alexiel from Angel Sanctuary. karenai means "unwithering" or "undying", usually in the context of flowers. Layout - The impossibly lovely Alexiel above; in b&w is her and her lover, Lucifer, finally together. B&W from Project OManga. Creation - Layout designed by me, put together by my sister, Joan. Profession - Officially, high school student : unofficially, fanfic writer. Writing - Xairiva: progress = bad Reading - Tokyo Crazy Paradise : Inuyasha : DN Angel : Good Morning Call Watching - Princess Tutu : Get Backers Quote - Fruits Basket, 'For Fruits Basket' [OP] "We can't be reborn - but we can change as we go on - let's stay together forever..." This particular quote was chosen because I thought it was so damn ironic considering who I have as my layout now. Want to backtrack a bit into the past? (Jeez, why?) Archives Powered by - greymatter : haneoka.net! Fellow Bloggers - Haneoka : Queen : Lorik : Spencer : Augusto : Andrew : Sarah : Christina Sites : reiryoku [personal site] : fanfiction profile @ ff.net : Haneoka-neechan! 
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Subject | "College Life.. well, packing, anyhow."
Music | Shimokawa Mikuni - Ano Hi ni Kaeritai (I want to return to that day)
Mood | Contemplative. (Hah.)
10:45 AT NIGHT: PACKING Janice: Did I pack the orange face lotion? Janice: Oh my gosh, it's another stapler! How many did we pack- Janice: Crap, did you pack my contacts? [Stacy opens the one box Janice packed] It wasn't my fault that the books in the last box got somewhat.. disorganized. No, really. Anyway, a BIG thank you goes out to Stacy, who accomplished the packing far faster than I could've done alone. Especially since if it had been just me, I wouldn't have got started until at least 4 a.m. Note that she also folded all my shirts into tiny little rectangles. She's going to -own- Davis. She also went shopping with me when I forgot to get school stuff - this being when she came over to help me pack. (We raided Office Depot last night right before it closed, oops.) I think I was deliberately putting off all the college shopping stuff - it had such an air of finality to it, after all. Scary =P (The cashier at Office Depot was a girl a year older than me who I knew from Calculus; she commented, "Isn't this a little last-minute?" Psh.) In any case, I didn't want to make a sentimental "this is a new chapter of my life" entry, because god knows you guys would all strangle me for it. (Or you'd at least convert my blog, as that would be less painful to read, I'm sure.) Still, this is... Well, weird. I'm not sure what I expect out of college; I know that I'm worried about making friends (the first "awww, po' baby" I hear gets a fist through the teeth), about studying and making good grades, getting a job, and about what exactly I'm doing with my life after this. Note that yes, I realize this whining won't accomplish anything, I just feel like saying that I'm experiencing ZOMG! TEENAGE ANGST AND CONFUSION about my fUtUrE. On the upside, I got a letter from some Cal Christian organization that had a chart indicating where my level of spirituality was. I would've scanned it in, but somehow, it ended up getting soaked in green tea. Gosh, how did that happen? We'll see if I get to blog about my roommate. If she turns out to be a great person and a friend, she might be getting the link to this, and it'd be smart not to complain; if not, this is officially becoming my Berkeley B-tching* Blog, starring none other than her. (*Censored for the sensitive eyes of my readers.) All in all, at 3:30 a.m. of the day that I go to Berkeley, I'm pretty excited. After all, college! People! Guys that I haven't known since I was born! Squirrel fishing! Yes, you read that correctly. And it's catch-and-release, so there. Anyway, I'm exhausted, but I'm looking forward to four (please not more) years at Cal. (Especially History 5, Tanya! How the heck did that happen?) And if you didn't know, I'm taking a -Jane Austen- seminar, so wheeeeee! *cackles and crashes* Posted by Kylara @ 04:08 AM PST [Deathly still.]
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