I'm Completely Torn

I don't know whether I should be super happy or super depressed. My class was cancelled this morning, so that meant that I got the best night of sleep for the first time in a really long time. Sounds great, right? Well, no. See, I have to make this class up. On Friday. At 8:30. IN THE MORNING. I'm not a morning person, but at least I'm used to waking up on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I am not, however, used to waking up before eleven in the morning on Fridays because I DON'T HAVE CLASS ON FRIDAYS. Which is literally the best thing ever. You should try it. So, in conclusion, I'm dreading having to wake up tomorrow morning because I highly doubt I can do it, but at the same time, I am super happy about the amount of sleep I got last night. It was that great.

- Delanna

Burn Baby Burn!

So, here's a super funny story. Today, my dorm caught on fire. Yep, that's right. IT FREAKING CAUGHT ON FIRE. I was sleeping in late this morning (with late being a planned noon but turned into an unexpected eleven) when I was rudely awoken by the bloody fire alarm. If you have ever had to wake up to a fire alarm, I can totally sympathize with you. It's not pleasant. It scared the hell outta me. I woke up super confused because it almost sounded like my ears were ringing (but like a thousand times worse). It took me a good twenty seconds to realize what was happening, so I wound up grabbing my ID and phone and was outta my room like flint. Thankfully, I wasn't the only one who just woke up. I would say at least one third of the students evacuating had also just rolled outta bed. It was kinda funny since most of them were still in pajamas. Anyway, what sucked about this whole thing wasn't the fact that my dorm had the potential to burn to the ground. It was the realization that I didn't grab my backpack because I had class in less than two hours. I was seriously hoping that the fire would be put out super quick and that would be that, but no. Five fire trucks (with two of them sporting some super cool ladders) and two and a half hours later, they were still working on the building. Apparently, they put the fires out relatively quickly (yes, fires because there were two that started because a water pipe burst and flooded an electrical room or something), but they had to send repairmen in to fix the damage before any students were allowed back in. So, I wound up going to class with two sheets of paper, a pencil, and a roll of aluminum foil (don't ask) that I borrowed from a friend. The moral of this hilarious story is to always grab your classwork BEFORE saving yourself when your dorm is burning. XD

- Delanna

P.S. Because of this whole fiasco, I wound up getting the song, Burn Baby Burn, stuck in my head. FOR HOURS. In fact, I'm humming it to myself while I'm typing this up. Now, if you excuse me, I think I'm going bang my head on a wall to get it out.

P.P.S. Before I go, I should probably mention that there was no serious damage or any injuries (that I know of). That's why my friends and I can laugh at this. Had it been bigger, I would be taking it a lot more seriously. 

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to my amazing mom! In my opinion, she's literally the best mom in the world (yes, I know you all probably think YOUR mothers are the best in the world, but your opinion is invalid). While I be an emotionally vacant child with severe depression and anxiety problems, at least I'm not a quitter, so I think she did an A+ job in raising me. Thanks for everything, Mom! I love you so much!

- Delanna

Sigh. Seriously, I Have to Live Through Today Again?!

Yeesh, I really hate the seventh of April. It's a pretty tragic day. Why? Because it was the day I was forced into this world. Maybe I wouldn't hate it so much if I didn't have to live through it every year, but apparently, that's how birthdays work. Joy. How many more of these do I have to live through again? Hopefully not a lot. XD

- Delanna

Tomorrow (Noun)

I have like ten sculptures due tomorrow at 8:00 AM, and I completely lack the motivation and inspiration to do them. I think I've only finished three, and one of them was done in class. So, in reality, I've only finished two. Somehow, this doesn't bother me. I dunno why, but I feel like I have come to terms with my immediate demise tomorrow.

- Delanna

Soooooooooo...

I should probably be working right around now, but I can't. I don't feel like it. I just too bored to do anything productive. That statement probably makes no sense whatsoever, but it's true. I'm too bored to be productive, so I won't. Instead, I think I will watch anime, and put of my homework indefinitely (at least until tomorrow).

- Delanna

Happy Have Fun Being Completely Paranoid Day

Oh, I tooooooootally meant to say Happy April Fool's Day. Totally... It's not like I'm completely paranoid or anything. Or like I'm waiting for someone to try and prank me. No... I'm fine. Completely and utterly fine. It's not like I went to the mall today, saw a really cool Hetalia shirt, and wouldn't buy it until I confirmed the sale (and the actual existence of said shirt) with several different people. I mean could you blame me if I theoretically asked like five different people because a buy one get one for one cent sale sounded too good to be true? Oh well, it's just a little over five more hours until my shirt and I are finally free of this accursed holiday...

- Delanna

P.S. Apparently, my college thought it would be hilarious to have SCAD Day (a horrible day where potential students and their families get to tour the facilities and the dorms and whatnot) today. Usually, I barricade myself in my dorm to avoid the stupidity that seems to be everywhere on SCAD Day and only come out for the bare necessities like food when I get super desperate, but no, not today. Apparently, not telling us was part of April Fool's. Yaaaaay. I knew something was up when I ran into a blob of people blocking the hallway, but stupid me was like meh, it's probably just a surplus of students or something. It still didn't dawn on me when I went to eat, and the place was three times more crowded than usual. Nope. It didn't dawn on me until I started eating, and the food was actually edible. It was then that I realized what had happened, so I ran by to my dorm to hide in terror only to be blocked by three tour groups. In the end, I gave up and abandoned ship by going to the mall. And, that is why I hate today.

True Intimidation

Never in my life have I ever felt so intimidated by two people. I got to my Action Analysis class super early, and since there were no chairs or desks or anything, I sat on the ground kinda near the door. As people started coming in, the spaces around the wall started to fill up quickly, so two guys wound up sitting on either side of me. For the ice breaker, the professor had us talk to our neighbors. So, I decided to start with the guy on my right, but he whipped out a bible and completely ignored me (until he needed a pencil and then started begging to use mine). A LEGIT BIBLE. I mean, who does that? It's great to be religious and all, but that was a bit weird. And, super intimidating because he emitted this aura of "I'm totally better than you because I'm so religious that I read the bible everywhere" kinda thing. Since he was kinda a lost cause (and totally freaking me out), I turned to the guy on my left. I was reading a light novel before class, so he asked me which one it was. When I told him, he was like yeah I read that, but I don't like reading them in English. I only read them in kanji. Which totally threw me off. The way he said it sounded like he was looking down on me because of my inability to read kanji, and of course, it was super intimidating. I kinda gave up all hope of communicating with anyone after that because people are scary and intimidating, and I just didn't want to deal with that. So, I wound up curling up in a ball and comforting myself by rocking back and forth while telling myself that everything was okay.

- Delanna

Absolute Boredom Achieved

I've never been so bored in my life before today. Sure, I've said this before I don't know how many times (and probably will say it just as many times in the future), but I'm pretty sure today takes the cake. I've been horribly bored all day and only left my dorm twice for food. If I didn't need food, I wouldn't have left. There's nothing left to do. I'm cleaned the entire place (twice), organized my stuff, packed to go home, made fun of my roommate for leaving half of her stuff behind, called my mom to annoy her (five times), and rolled around in my bed (106 times). I'M OUTTA THINGS TO DO. Just kill me now. Please?

- Delanna

My Hair is Now the Color of My Enemies' Blood

Both of my roommates have finally left to go fly home for the break, so I finally have the dorm room all to myself. But, at what cost?! I'm dying of boredom. I don't get to go home until Sunday because apparently my brother just realized that he has no life (even though I've been telling him this for years) and wanted to change that by going to the St. Patrick's Day parade. BY HIMSELF. Like that's going to change anything. In fact, I'm pretty sure that makes it worse. But anyway, because of that, my parents informed me that getting me would have to wait. Yaaaaaaaay... NOT. Actually, the joke is on them because I get to go to one of the world's largest St. Patrick's Day parade IN THE WORLD because apparently the one held in Savannah is just that big. Weird, right? Well, anyway, I'm currently dying of boredom since all of my friends went home with the exception of one who really isn't the type of "friend" that one hangs out with (if that makes any sense). I'm running out of things to do. I've been watching hours worth of anime, and I've cleaned the entire room (which is no easy feat considering how lazy my other two roommates are). I've even had time to dye my hair. I didn't have my usual blue-ish color, so I dyed my hair red. And, now, it looks like the blood of my enemies. Bwahahahaha. At first, I didn't think I would like it, but it's growing on me. I still miss blue though. Now that it's dry, I'm trying to think of other things to do, but I can't come up with anything else. I'm just to bored to really apply myself. I guess...

- Delanna

FREEEEEEEEEDOM!!

I LOVE THE SWEET TASTE OF FREEDOM! Seriously, it tastes pretty good for something that has no tangible substance for one to taste. I had my final two class today and turned in that annoying pair of shoes I had to call a final project for design, so now I'm free! Spring break here I come! I honestly can't wait to go home and sleep. Especially after last night's all-nighter.

- Delanna

P.S. I don't think I ever want to see another pair of shoes ever again in my life. Let alone wear them. After my design final, my love of shoes has been ruined. There is nothing harder and more frustrating to paint on that a shoe. Seriously, never ever try it unless you are willing to die on the inside after spending 106 hours (pretty much straight with breaks for certain necessities) working on just the plastic part.

March Magic is Back Yet Again!

It's that time of year again! And, no, I'm not taking about all of the basketball stuff. I mean the Disney stuff. Here is the line-up for this year's Disneyland side of March Magic!

Adventureland Dole Whip

Haunted Mansion Holiday

Toad Hall Mayhem

Main Street Barbershop Quartet

Pirates of the Caribbean Cannonballs

Luigi's Rollickin' Roadsters

Grizzly River Run Rafters

Autopia Mechanics

Matterhorn Bobsled Yodelers

Astro Orbiter Cadets

Jungle Cruise Skippers

Storybook Land Monstros

Toontown Cabbies

Big Thunder Mountain Goats

"It's a Small World" Internationals

Forbidden Eye Maras

Frontierland Churros

I don't know about you guys, but this year's t-shirts are looking pretty nice. I think I'm gonna root for "It's a Small World" Internationals or the Jungle Cruise Skippers. What about you?

- Delanna

That Awkward Cloud of Depression, Stress, Anxiety, And Pretty Much Any Other Negative Emotion You Can Think Of

Finals week. It's everyone's favorite week, right? Riiiiiiiight? Hahaha. NOT EVEN CLOSE. Right now, I'm pretty chill. I have all A's in my classes, and I'm on the Dean's List again. Everyone else? Nope. While no one around me is saying anything, it's pretty obvious that most of them are beyond stressed out. I don't have to ask. I can literally see a cloud of depression, stress, anxiety, and any other negative emotion associated with finals surrounding the dorm. It's kinda funny. But, at the same time, it's kinda sad. Oh well, I probably need to stop wasting time and finish all three of my final projects...

- Delanna

Oh Wait, It's That Time Already?

I like sleep. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that I love it. I would literally do anything for sleep, but then this thing called college happened. Nowadays, I barely get enough sleep to survive. It's kinda funny. I remember in high school how I would be like oh it's 11:30 PM? I should probably go to bed now. This morning, it was 2:00 AM, and I was like I should probably go get dinner now. It's ridiculous how much my life has changed. Back in high school, I would never have eaten dinner at two in the morning, but it's now a regular occurrence (literally, it happens every time I have a major project). Thankfully, SCAD understands and keeps the deli open until super late at night (or early in the morning).

- Delanna

HAPPY NATIONAL PIG DAY!!

Today is definitely my favorite day of the year. Do you know why? You would if you read the title. IT'S NATIONAL PIG DAY! AND, I'M OBSESSED WITH PIGS! So, today is a wonderful day (even though it's been one bad thing after another). In honor of this glorious day (seriously, this should be everyone's favorite day of the year), here is an adorable picture of a pig dressed up like a cowboy.

- Delanna

P.S. I RECEIVED NO HAPPY NATIONAL PIG DAY WISHES. I can't believe my parents forgot. I had to bug them until they wished me a very happy National Pig Day. I can't believe the nerve of those people. They leave me behind while they go to  Walt Disney World, and they can't even wish me a happy National Pig Day?!

The Most Frequently Googled "How to" Question From Each State

1. Alabama - How to make love?

2. Alaska - How to fish?

3. Arizona - How to join the Illuminati?

4. Arkansas - How to hack?

5. California - How to stick drive?

6. Colorado - How to play backgammon?

7. Connecticut - How to be pretty?

8. Delaware - How to get away with murder?

9. Florida - How to get out of Florida?

10. Georgia - How to crack a safe?

11. Hawaii - How to be a ninja?

12. Idaho - How to address a letter?

13. Illinois - How to be a superhero?

14. Indiana - How to be popular?

15. Iowa - How to make jello shots?

16. Kansas - How to find Kansas?

17. Kentucky - How to make babies?

18. Louisiana - How to levitate?

19. Maine - How to use a compass?

20. Maryland - How to crab?

21. Massachusetts - How to make donuts?

22. Michigan - How to get unemployed?

23. Minnesota - How to quit a job?

24. Mississippi - How to twerk?

25. Missouri - How to raise chickens?

26. Montana - How to hard boil eggs?

27. Nebraska - How to fly a plane?

28. Nevada - How to cure a hangover?

29. New Hampshire - How to tip cows?

30. New Jersey - How to rob a bank?

31. New Mexico - How to put on a condom?

32. New York - How to stop being lazy?

33. North Carolina - How to get Viagra?

34. North Dakota - How to get a passport?

35. Ohio - How to make memes?

36. Oklahoma - How to sext?

37. Oregon - How to hack wifi?

38. Pennsylvania - How to get drunk?

39. Rhode Island - How to make money selling drugs?

40. South Carolina - How to be yourself?

41. South Dakota - How to make slime?

42. Tennessee - How to get on TV?

43. Texas - How to clean a gun?

44. Utah - How to train your dragon?

45. Vermont - How to move to Canada?

46. Virginia - How to propose?

47. Washington - How to dab?

48. West Virginia - How to make moonshine?

49. Wisconsin - How to retire?

50. Wyoming - How to battle in Pokemon Go?

I love how some of these are perfectly normal like Alaska's or Wisconsin's. Then you have states like Louisiana or Arizona asking the real questions in life. And then, there are states like Kansas, Vermont, and Florida who clearly are not happy with there existence. And then, there's Utah and Wyoming. Wyoming is clearly filled with Pokemon Go addicts. And, Utah? Well, I kinda want to live in Utah now because apparently THEY HAVE FREAKING DRAGONS NOW! I didn't know that. I want a dragon to train. Actually, I just want a dragon. I don't even care if it isn't trainable.

- Delanna

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Today is my mom's birthday, so happy birthday, Mom! I feel kinda bad because my card won't reach her in time. Same with her present. I guess I have to wait and give it to her when I go home for break.

- Delanna

If You Can Pronounce All of These Words in This Poem Correctly, Then You Will be Speaking the English Language Better Than 90% of the Native English Speakers in the World!

THE CHAOS

by Dr. Gerard Nolst Trenité
(Netherlands, 1870-1946)
Dearest creature in creation,
Study English pronunciation.
I will teach you in my verse
Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse.
I will keep you, Suzy, busy,
Make your head with heat grow dizzy.
Tear in eye, your dress will tear.
So shall I! Oh hear my prayer.
Pray, console your loving poet,
Make my coat look new, dear, sew it!

Just compare heart, beard, and heard,
Dies and diet, lord and word,
Sword and sward, retain and Britain.
(Mind the latter, how it's written.)
Now I surely will not plague you
With such words as plaque and ague.
But be careful how you speak:
Say break and steak, but bleak and streak;
Cloven, oven, how and low,
Script, receipt, show, poem, and toe.

Hear me say, devoid of trickery,
Daughter, laughter, and Terpsichore,
Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles,
Exiles, similes, and reviles;
Scholar, vicar, and cigar,
Solar, mica, war and far;
One, anemone, Balmoral,
Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel;
Gertrude, German, wind and mind,
Scene, Melpomene, mankind.

Billet does not rhyme with ballet,
Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.
Blood and flood are not like food,
Nor is mould like should and would.
Viscous, viscount, load and broad,
Toward, to forward, to reward.
And your pronunciation's OK
When you correctly say croquet,
Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,
Friend and fiend, alive and live.

Ivy, privy, famous; clamour
And enamour rhyme with hammer.
River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb,
Doll and roll and some and home.
Stranger does not rhyme with anger,
Neither does devour with clangour.
Souls but foul, haunt but aunt,
Font, front, wont, want, grand, and grant,
Shoes, goes, does. Now first say finger,
And then singer, ginger, linger,
Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge,
Marriage, foliage, mirage, and age.

Query does not rhyme with very,
Nor does fury sound like bury.
Dost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth.
Job, nob, bosom, transom, oath.
Though the differences seem little,
We say actual but victual.
Refer does not rhyme with deafer.
Foeffer does, and zephyr, heifer.
Mint, pint, senate and sedate;
Dull, bull, and George ate late.
Scenic, Arabic, Pacific,
Science, conscience, scientific.

Liberty, library, heave and heaven,
Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven.
We say hallowed, but allowed,
People, leopard, towed, but vowed.
Mark the differences, moreover,
Between mover, cover, clover;
Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,
Chalice, but police and lice;
Camel, constable, unstable,
Principle, disciple, label.

Petal, panel, and canal,
Wait, surprise, plait, promise, pal.
Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,
Senator, spectator, mayor.
Tour, but our and succour, four.
Gas, alas, and Arkansas.
Sea, idea, Korea, area,
Psalm, Maria, but malaria.
Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean.
Doctrine, turpentine, marine.

Compare alien with Italian,
Dandelion and battalion.
Sally with ally, yea, ye,
Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key.
Say aver, but ever, fever,
Neither, leisure, skein, deceiver.
Heron, granary, canary.
Crevice and device and aerie.

Face, but preface, not efface.
Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.
Large, but target, gin, give, verging,
Ought, out, joust and scour, scourging.
Ear, but earn and wear and tear
Do not rhyme with here but ere.
Seven is right, but so is even,
Hyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen,
Monkey, donkey, Turk and jerk,
Ask, grasp, wasp, and cork and work.

Pronunciation -- think of Psyche!
Is a paling stout and spikey?
Won't it make you lose your wits,
Writing groats and saying grits?
It's a dark abyss or tunnel:
Strewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale,
Islington and Isle of Wight,
Housewife, verdict and indict.

Finally, which rhymes with enough --
Though, through, plough, or dough, or cough?
Hiccough has the sound of cup.
My advice is to give up!!!

- Delanna

Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

I need sleep. Like now. I had to pull an all-nighter last night to finish a design project that I just completely lacked the motivation to complete on time. It was horrible, and now I just want to sleep, but I can't because I still have class. I am literally crying on the inside at this point. As soon as my class is done, I AM SLEEPING. FOR LIKE AT LEAST FIFTEEN HOURS.

- Delanna

Scheduling Classes Is Hell

Ever wonder what hell is like? You have to be in a certain class by a certain time, but there are only so many classes that teach the subject that you need to take with most of them being almost full. You're allowed to start scheduling at a certain time, and if you don't get that class, you can't leave. That is hell. It is the constant cycle of trying to get that one remaining spot in a class and failing miserably. Well, this time, I didn't fail. I MANAGED TO ENTER MY MAJOR! I'm so proud of myself. I was kinda freaked out because Action Analysis was already almost full, and I had an early scheduling time. But, hey, I managed to snag one of the nine remaining spots. And then, SCAD added like ten more Action Analysis classes, so it doesn't even matter anymore. Oh well. I still feel like a hero returning from a war. SCAD can't ruin this feeling for me.

- Delanna

Anime Knows How Make You Feel

I found this picture earlier today. Its from the movie Your Name which is one of the sweetest movies ever. If you haven't seen it, you should totally go see it. I love the quote itself because it pretty much describes the movie.

-Delanna

Sometimes, I Wish I Couldn't Feel Anything...At All...

I like to think that I control my emotions relatively well. I don't feel too much to begin with (at least not like the normal person), and even when I do feel something, I'm amazing at hiding it. I just can't express myself, you know? It's hard for me, and I don't think people fully understand it. It's not that I don't want people to know how I feel (though there are quite a few exceptions). It's just that I don't know how to outwardly express it. Which is the main cause of many of my troubles. Like for today, for example. I found something out that I didn't necessarily ever want to know because knowing it crushed me. I was honestly surprised by the amount of pain it caused me. I had never been hurt so much by something like this. Not even form years of bullying. I'm not even sure what you would call the emotion itself. Anger? Sadness? Disgust? Fear? I don't know. It's kinda sad how even I can't tell what I'm feeling most of the time. Actually, it's not just sad. It's pathetic. Anyway, when I found out about this something that I didn't want to know, I was just over come by my emotions. It was terrifying. And, it scared my roommate, too, because she said I had never expressed any kind of emotion like that before. It's not like I have emotophobia or anything like that. I don't fear emotions themselves. It's just scary to breakdown like I did. No, that's not really it. I think what terrified me the most about all of this was the fact that I could have sworn that I heard my mind literally snap. That's some pretty deep stuff right there, no? I actually think it was caused by the fact that I've been overworking myself lately and was depressed to begin with (today just hasn't been I fun day at all). I kinda just wish that I couldn't feel anything at all right now. I know I'm already a bit emotionally dead, but as of right now, I wish I was completely free of emotions. I'm just tired, you know? I feel like if that happened, I could finally get some rest.

- Delanna

P.S. Sorry if literally none of that made sense. It's just been a super long day. Actually, a super long week. I keep forgetting to actually post my stuff and everything. I could really use a break just about now.

P.P.S. My roommate is taking me to McDonald's to cheer me up, and we're going hunt for generation two Pokemon since they were just released. Isn't she the best?!

WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME?

As you all should know, I hate King Cake. So, why would my parents send me some? It's because my friends wanted to try it. They didn't believe me when I told them that I celebrated it, so they wanted proof. We had a mini party together in my dorm room to eat the cake. Some people stayed for a really long time while others came and left because homework is a thing. I told everyone before they grabbed a piece that there was a baby in one of the pieces because I didn't want them to choke or anything, but none of them believed me. After most of the cake was gone, a friend that had left to go do work sent me this picture with the words "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME?!" attached to it.

The poor guy didn't believe me when I said he had the possibility of finding a baby in his cake. He was like who puts babies in cakes? Isn't that against the law (he though I meant actual baby parts even though I clearly stated that the baby was plastic)? Instead of proceeding with caution like I warned him to, he took a bite of the cake and got a mouth full of baby. It was hilarious. Especially because he thought I was trying to kill him. With a plastic baby. My friends (who are all from the North) just do not understand the wonders of the South.

- Delanna

Apparently, It's Valentine's Day?

I forgot about this sorry excuse for a holiday. Why do people celebrate this day again? It's kinda annoying. I went to the mailing center to pick up my package, and I had to wait in a ridiculously long line for a ridiculously long time because it seems like everyone was picking up cards and flowers that their girlfriends/boyfriends sent them. I was waiting in line with a friend, and his girlfriend sent him this huge thing of flowers that was quite literally half my size. It was ridiculous. When I actually got up to the counter, the guy working the desk was like you here to pick up something from your boyfriend/ girlfriend? I was like hell no. Don't have one of those. I'm here to pick up something for Mardi Gras from my parents. He kinda gave me this look like what the heck is Mardi Gras? When he brought me my package, he was carefully caring it (it was marked as fragile), and he asked me what was in it because it was so heavy. I told him that it was a cake, and he kinda got peeved because he told me his thought it was glass or something and was being extra careful with it. He was right about it being super heavy though. Caring that thing back to my dorm was killer. Who knew cake could be some heavy? Yes, there was other stuff in it like beads, a magazine, chips, gummies, earphones, and bags, but the cake was the heaviest thing in there. The other stuff barely weighted anything.

- Delanna

Curse You, Mailing Center!

The mailing center was kind enough to send me an email telling me the package my parents sent had arrived safely at the center. The only thing that was wrong with this was that THEY SENT IT TO ME AFTER THE CENTER CLOSED! I MEAN COME ON! Now, I have to pick up my package tomorrow which is gonna be like the busiest day ever. Curse you, mailing center. Curse you.

- Delanna

I've Been Thinking Lately... (A Dangerous Past Time I Know)

Lately, my roommate has been doing a series of comics called Bumbling Bee Comics about her interactions with people around her, and I've even made a few appearances in them. But, this whole thing has got me thinking. What if I start making a comic?! I think it would be cool, but I'm not sure if I would have time. I mean, I already have school work. And, also this blog. I dunno. It would be fun though. I've even started on some character designs. I don't know what I would call it, or what it would be about. Or, even if anyone would be interested and even read it. I mean, people barely read this thing, so maybe I shouldn't waste my time... What do you think? Should I? Or should I not?

- Delanna

Where Does the Time Go?

Apparently, today's like the 12th or something of FEBRUARY. Last time I checked, it was only January, and it was like the 2nd. What happened to all of the time in between those dates?! Did I just sleep it away or something? I'm pretty sure I didn't. I don't think I did... Did I?

- Delanna

SIXTEEN HOURS LATER...

I FINALLY FINISHED MY MIDTERM PORTFOLIO FOR DESIGN! I'M SO HAPPY! It only took me like sixteen sleepless hours straight (with no breaks) to finish it. It looks horrible, but at this point I don't care. I used up all of my glue, rubber cement, and double-sided tape on this thing. I'm so done with it that I couldn't care less. I am so excited to turn it in. And, now, I can finally get some sleep because I'm about to die. I haven't slept since about six in the morning yesterday, and I haven't eaten since around noon of yesterday, too. I realize that I've kinda been ignoring my health lately, but since I'm not really all that hungry right now, I'm going to completely skip eating again so that I can just get a little bit of sleep. That's all I need. I think. I dunno. I hope that I don't die? Not that I really care at this point. I need all the rest that I can get. So, ya know, 'night!

- Delanna

Can You Please Speak Standard American English?

We always have the weirdest conversations in Communications. Today, we talked about Standard American English. Apparently, very few people actually speak it, and I am supposedly one of them. We went around the class comparing accents, and my professor said I had the closest one to Standard American English. Which is weird because my roommate says I have a strong Southern accent sometimes. I dunno. I mean I do try to avoid using words that I would use back in Louisiana because trust me, when I do, no one understands me. It's just easier not to.

- Delanna

The World Could End, And My Roommate Still Wouldn't Wake Up...

So, today, I forgot my ID in my dorm room. Which meant I was locked out of my room and couldn't leave my dorm if I wanted to. I was in a hurry cause I was super busy this morning, so I had to knock on the door in hopes that my roommate would hear me. EXCEPT SHE WAS ASLEEP. I started off knocking, but after about ten minutes, I was literally beating on the dorm because she wouldn't wake up. I would have called my other roommate, but she was in class. Eventually, my roommate did wake up, but she was super mad at me for waking her up. And, I was sobbing on the inside because I wasted around twenty minutes trying to get my ID.

- Delanna

Just Kick Me Out, Why Don't Ya?

My drawing professor is amazing. He's super helpful and always holds these extra help sessions where he'll sit down with you (one-on-one) to work with you for extra credit. The help sessions are surprisingly empty (like today's) with maybe a handful of people showing up which is like the stupidest thing ever. IT'S FOR BONUS. ATTEND. How could you not attend for the easy extra credit?! I just can't comprehend this! Well, anyway, I decided to go because I wanted some help getting my gesture drawings of the figure (and not just because I wanted the bonus points that I don't really need). Apparently, I don't really express myself, so I wanted his help to improve in that area. Everyone else who showed up wanted to do architectural studies and perspective studies (and other stuff like that) which is super easy in my opinion, so he basically kicked me out of the room and sent me to study on my own in the SCAD Museum of Art. He had me go down to the first floor and do gesture drawings of anything and everything that I saw for twenty minutes. It was pretty boring at first because I started off in the sculpture section which is currently housing huge blocks of granite (that are soooooooo much fun to draw...not...), but it got more entertaining when I got to the photography. After twenty minutes, I showed him my work, and he talked it through with me. According to him, in just twenty minutes of self-study, I improved more than most people improve in two weeks. How cool is that?! I'm pretty happy with myself right now.

- Delanna

It's Raining Elephants...Not Cats and Dogs...

It's raining. It's pouring. The old man is snoring. Blah. Blah. Blah. I wish it would stop already. It's hard enough as it is getting from academic building to academic building. I do not need rain to add to the pain. I'm soaked enough as it is already. I was waiting for the bus with someone, and they were like it's really raining cats and dogs, isn't it? No. No, it is not. It's raining elephants. I had to set them straight. I can live with cats and dogs falling out of the sky, but this isn't cats or dogs. Unless they are super fat cats and dogs. No, I think it is more accurate to call it elephants.

- Delanna

How Do Normal College People Survive?

I don't understand how people who attend normal colleges survive. Classes on Fridays are the worst. I miss not having class on Fridays!! Why did SCAD have to cancel classes on Monday and move them to Friday?! That's so stupid! Why couldn't we have just celebrated that holiday on Friday rather than Monday?! It makes more sense that way!

- Delanna

Thursday Night is Party Night at SCAD

In the famous words of my Communications professor, "Thursday night is party night here at SCAD." It's probably because no one has classes on Friday since we're expected to go off into the world and study on our own. Or whatever. Usually, Thursday nights are full of art students going to clubs, playing random musical instruments that no one has ever heard of in the courtyard, running around shooting people with nerf guns, arguing over a couple rounds of Cards Against Humanity, sleeping in halls because they couldn't make it all the way to their room before giving in to exhaustion, eating only God knows what, etc., etc., but tonight it was pretty much dead silent. Probably because everyone has make-up classes tomorrow. Sad. On top of that, my major Drawing project is due tomorrow, and I still haven't finished. So, goodbye, sleep. Looks like I'm pulling an all-nighter. I'll miss you. Until tomorrow.

- Delanna

The Art of Not Getting Killed...By Art...

I have a major project due on Friday (since class was cancelled on Monday for one of the most pointless holidays ever, all classes have to be made up on Friday) in Drawing, and it's physically killing me. It's not like it's a hard assignment or anything. It's actually the opposite. It's too easy, but it's a lot and totally time consuming. I can't find the motivation to actually start it, so, yeah, it's kinda killing me. I just can't do it. Anime is much more interesting right now. Seriously, Nanbaka is like the best anime ever. It's waaaay more entertaining than having to draw 15 architectural sketches that include working lines and use varied line marks to convey spacial depth.

- Delanna

That Awkward Moment When You Almost Drink Whatever Is Leftover in Your Painting Cup

All of you non-artists out there may not understand this, but anyone who has ever painted late into the night will definitely understand this. I was super tired last night, so don't judge me too much, okay? I stayed up late in to the night trying to finish my Design homework which was painting some color theory stuff. It was giving me a hard time because I hate painting (never have been good at it), and I was suffering from lack of sleep which definitely didn't do me any good. I had been been mixing paints together for about two hours, so the cup that I used to wash my brushes was full of pitch black water (in case no one informed you, if you mix a lot of colors together, you eventually get black which something a lot of people don't realize for some reason). So, yeah, I was pretty fed up with paint and felt the need for a sip of the hard stuff (with the hard stuff being a soft drink for me since it pretty much has the same affect as being drunk on me). I meant to reach for my coke, but apparently, I grabbed the cup holding my cleaning water. I almost didn't realize it. I was so close to drink that murky, black ooze in my cup. So nasty, but then again, it was kinda my fault since I use the same size cup for everything. I should probably find different sized cups. It might help. But, hey, at least I'm not like my roommate who using the same cup for everything. Drinking, paint mixing, other unspeakable things that I was told never to repeat... And, on top of that, I've never once seen her wash it... Scary, right? That's the stuff nightmares are made of right there.

- Delanna

Mind the Gap

Do ever just get blanks in your memory where you just can't remember anything that you just did? Like not even a little bit? Well, today, I have a huge gap in my memory. Yes, yes, I know I'm already ridiculously forgetful (ya know, since I forget common knowledge like my age or birthday), but it's never been this bad to where I don't even have a clue of what I did for several hours. Apparently, according to what I pieced together from looking at my records, I woke up this morning, talked to both my mom and dad at separate times over the phone, cashed in one of my meals at the dining hall, and took a nap. After waking up several hours later (in my bed), I had no recollection of any of this. I don't remember talking to either of my parents at all (let alone what we talked about). I don't remember leaving my dorm and eating. I definitely don't remember what I ate. And, I most certainly never remember waking up in the first place. Maybe I'm just losing my mind? I dunno. I know for a fact that I'm too young for this. Last time I checked, I'm only 18 years old in theory (I think), so I shouldn't be this forgetful yet (unless I sustained major brain damage that I forgot about). Maybe I should go see a doctor or something? Who knows?

- Delanna

P.S. In case you were wondering, the title is a reference to a sign found in the British tube and means to watch out for the gap between the tube and the platform.

So... Like Fries, Anyone?

My roommate and I went out for a night (more like twenty-two minutes) of fun on Broughton Street, one of the most popular streets in Savannah (or so it seems). My roommate wanted to get ice cream at Leopold's which is this old-fashioned ice cream parlor. Their ice cream is pretty good (or so I think), but then again, what do I know since I'm lactose intolerant? She kept bugging me to go, but I was like fries... I really wanted fries, so I was like McDonald's because the ice cream is gonna make me sick. After that comment, she preceded to insult my diet which she claims is made mostly of fries (which is not actually true). In the end, we went to both. She got her ice cream, and I got my fries which made us both happy. In a way. Until she dropped her ice cream and started stealing my fries as compensation...

- Delanna

P.S. None of this makes any sense does it? Oh well. I'm like half-asleep because I really want to go to bed, but I have to take a shower first. Buuuuuuut, our shower is clogged, so waiting for the water to go down is killer.

Apparently, I'm a Ninja?

According to one of my roommates and a friend, I am a ninja. And a pretty good one at that. Apparently, I either hide my presence really well or just don't have much of a presence to begin with. They claim it's the latter one, but I like to pretend that it's just because I'm smart and can figure out how to avoid being noticed. Aaaaaaaanyway, I was taking too long at the bookstore today, so they decided to leave me behind and go to a candy store. I finished up almost immediately after they left, so I decided to follow them and see how long it would take for them to notice me. It took a good thirty minutes or so for them to finally notice me, and it was only because I stopped being so careful about not being seen due to boredom. I was able to follow them all the way to the candy store (while hearing their entire conversation), and I was even able to go in the tiny store with them and avoid their notice by pretending to be wrapped up in looking at candies. While it was kinda cool that I was able to do (since ya know, I may one day have to lay low after a first failed attempt at taking over the world or something), it kinda makes me a bit sad even though I did it a couple of times (on different occasions) as a joke. I get overlooked a lot, and my friends are probably right. I don't have a lot of "presence" to begin with. Never have and never will. It's kinda like an inferiority thing? I guess? Who knows? All I know is that I would make a pretty epic spy (Maybe I should go down that path instead of becoming an artist), but I just wonder if there is anyone out there who will ever truly understand me and notice me for who I am because they want to spend time with me rather than get something out of me.

- Delanna

P.S. Honestly speaking, I have two people in life who understand me well and seem to put up with my antics (and I'm grateful to them for that), but it's hard without them here with me. Especially when it seems that the world is always against you, ya know?

My Approach to Pretty Much Everything

It's probably not the best approach, but, hey, it's what works for me apparently... I guess... Actually, this is just how everything in my life seems to be going. Guess I gotta turn my life around somehow...

- Delanna

The Feeling of Having the Dorm Room All to Yourself

I'm so happy! Neither of my roommates are coming until tomorrow, so I have the entire room to myself. While I'll admit that I'm a bit bored, it is quiet in here for once which is super nice. No snoring and no arguing. My one wish in life has finally been granted. Well, for like 24 hours, but whatever. Is it weird that I'm just having a mini dance party all by myself while snacking on gummies? That's normal, right? I think it is... Meh. Who cares? I'm having fun, and that's all that matters.

- Delanna

P.S. I bought all of my textbooks for the next quarter today with my dad before he left. Textbooks are heavy and hard to carry. I just don't understand it.

Merry New Year's... Or Whatever...

Happy New Year's! Yaaaaaaaaay! I have to say I'm glad 2016 is over. It's been like the worst year of my bloody life (did anyone else find that leap second practically unbearable?) mostly because of the people in my life and super lucky events. I'm glad to have a fresh, new year all to myself that I get to live far, far, far away from all of my problems. Buuuuuuuuuuuut, now I'm stuck driving back to Savannah because my college just has to start on the 4th, so it's like out of the frying pan and in to the pot (or whatever that saying is). At least, I have the latest Sherlock episode to comfort me. Did anyone else think it was literally the best thing ever?! I loved it! Minus like that one part where **** dies. Sad.

- Delanna