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[25 May 2008|03:20am] |
Um, so did anyone notice when I became an adult and capable of doing adult things? Because I totally must have been asleep or something when this happened.
Monday night I went with my sister to this chick Stacy's house for a Wizard Rock show (OMG FUCKING AMAZING, BUT NO ONE CARES BECAUSE NONE OF YOU LIKE WROCK) where I didn't know anyone, and not only did I manage to have conversations with people, I also managed to appear like I wasn't retarded. I brought mini-cheesecakes (Carissa ate a leftover, she knows they were delicious), like I brought to school one year at the end of the year, and HOLY SHIT it was like no one had eaten cheesecake in DECADES. Everyone complimented me on them, including one of the performers (OMG JFF SO CUTE UGGH), and I was pretty much known as "Cheesecake Girl" for a while. Also, since I had been corresponding with them online, they were all excited to finally meet me. They were all "OMG YOU'RE LIZ! YAY YOU CAME TO SOMETHING!" Which is just awesome and adorable and holy crap Harry Potter people are so fucking friendly!
Then, Wednesday night I went down to Grand Central to attend my first NYC Wizard Rock Festival planning committee meeting with like two people I had met briefly on Monday and a whole bunch of new people and NOT ONLY was I able to hold a conversation with the people in the group near my age, I was also able to talk to people who were much older than I was without sounding stupid. Thom asked me what my major was (since I'm on the graphics sub-committee with a graphic designer, he assumed I was one too), and so I launched into the whole Library Science thing, and Kath, who had been barely paying attention asked me if I had a Masters of Library Science. WTF? Do I look old enough or act mature enough to have a Masters? Weeeeeeeird. But yeah, we talked, I made friends, made valid points, and managed to sell them on my web skillz.
Then, as I said I could get the website up and running (I designed it, coded it, and made up some content for it.... OMG I'M OFFICIALLY A WEBMISTRESS) by the end of the week, I DID IT, and also designed our (so-far) official logo (it's an apple with HP glasses and a scar). Hey, Carissa. The guy they had asked to do a Statue of Liberty logo is sort of AWOL.... want to maybe use some of your drawin' skillz and see if you can come up with something for us? It'll be something for your portfoooooliooooo... I'm gonna ask Kate too and see if she has time for it.
Oh, also, I cleaned my sister's room, took medicine when I got a nasty ass head/chest cold, WORKED THROUGH THE COLD INSTEAD OF USING IT AS AN EXCUSE AND SPENDING ALL MY TIME IN BED WATCHING AWFUL TELEVISION, and managed to amuse mia famiglia at the same time.
I am moving off-campus into an apartment next year. Yes, this is old news, and all of you know this already, but like, this just adds to (or maybe it was what sparked it?) the adult-ness. Like, no more dorms, no more dorm food, living in a house, with a car (that I have to pay gas and some insurance for), and responsibilities, and a job, and JESUSALLAHBUDDHA, am I ready for all of this? Just thinking about the fact that in five months I will be able to drink legally makes me want to do it illegally for as long as I still can. It'll become less of a "thing" once I can officially do it, you know? Makes it less fun. Like, driving my uncle's tractor was a lot more fun when I was ten and it was sort of clandestine, whereas now I can get my freaking permit and license and get a car and drive that with no problem (okay, with my own personal psychological problems, but let's disregard those for now, yes?).
Well, whatever. It's three in the morning, I have to wake up by ten, and I'm rambling. Someone want to hang out next week or something? I'm fucking bored around the house, and my cold will probably be gone by then. GOD WHAT I WOULDN'T GIVE TO BE ABLE TO POP MY FUCKING EARS RIGHT NOW.
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