College Bound!

First day of classes today. >.< Missed the history class I was going to try to join, but I suppose expecting myself to be able to wake up at 6 was a little much. So I'll take it next semester, perhaps, and take a Poli Sci class this semester. Watch out, blonde headed your way!

Went to my first fencing class. Got lost trying to find it and was late because they didn't print out the room numbers right. Instead of 102 (or whatever it was) it was 10. Well, there *is* no room 10 in the P.E. complex. How confusing! I was only a few minutes late, though, so it wasn't so bad. She hadn't started, and other people were even more late. Sadly, we did *not* get to use the foils today. Instead, Sophie Whatever-her-last-name-is (it starts with an R, I think... I couldn't exactly hear) went on about what fencing was and how Catherine Zeta Jones was doing it wrong in the barn scene of The Mask of Zorro. I guess the trained eye can tell, when you know what you're looking for. Then we were treated (?) to a *history* of fencing and the fencing weapons. First there was a rapier and the saber, and then the rapier became the epee, and then fencing teachers decided they didn't want their students using large pointy things while they are learning potentially leathal moves, so they created the foil. The foil is what you think of when you think of fencing (it's the one that bends when you stab someone so you don't kill them) and the epee is the thin sword they use in movies. Like, for example, The Mask of Zorro. Because I didn't have enough useless information swimming around in my brain, taking up all the space for things I actually need to remember. (Like where my shoes are...) In her history lesson, Sophie did not mention that most people did not have foils, if they had an epee they didn't know how to use it, and they were too busy and too poor to hire someone to teach them, as they were trying to find something to eat. I suppose sharp pointy things are more important than people starving to death?

Took my car to get washed, because it was just gross. Going on vacation without it combined with them painting the house did not a good combination make. But it's pretty and clean now. Got new shoes at Meryvns, and it turns out they're hiring. I'm going to go fill out an application tomorrow I suppose, since it's only on the computer and you have to do it there. It was very difficult not to get lost in the purse sections. The Livermore Meryvns has a great purse section, and they are my addiction. I really have more than any human could ever need, but I still buy more. And I still can't find one I need when I need it. One of these days I'm going to have to try to organize my room. I think it was organized at one point, a long, long time ago... Hmm...

I have noticed lately I have a very self-depricating sense of humor. I wonder if that's because I'm redirecting my anger towards my parents at myself? Unconcious anger at myself even though what happened was not my fault? Humiliation?

I think I'll come back and rant about my parents later. Must go eat blueberry cobbler now, since Grandpa (or an old man from church named Dick who has agreed to be my substitute grandpa since mine are dead) brought it over. Yum!

-Mavrick

P.S. What do you think of the icons? I download Photoshop because I was bored and was messing around with it. Sigh, I have no life...