Okay, So I May Have Spent All Day In Bed...

But according to her Facebook status, so did Lady Gaga.

Also today, YouTube 'recommended for me' a video entitled "Beautiful Models Falling Down." It's sad how insightful technology has become.

Also, why has no one mentioned that the new layout was super fugly?

Today's Quest: Fitting All This S**t Back Into My Room

Dear Future Krysti,


I would like to go over a few things that I think you should know about the process of moving in and out of college, so I'd like to recap a few lessons I've learned. But firstly, do not ever think as poorly of your past fashion sense until you look back at your middle school pictures. Trust me, I just cleaned all that shit out of the back of our closet and nothing I am wearing now or ever will wear will be as absolutely horrible as what I wore in seventh, eighth, and even some of ninth grade. Now, to some extent we can blame that on our sheltered uniform wearing catholic school days, far from anything trendy, but really, adolescent us was a hot mess. Moving on to more pressing matters, please do not hang massive amounts of small random papers all over your dorm room walls, because as cool as you think you're being, it will cost you two hours of your life taking it all down. Also, if you insist on doing this anyway (which I know you will) use tak and not tape, it's soooo wasteful and everything rips. Also, you need to stop accumulating clothes ASAP cause I just cleaned out and donated two bags of your crap and we still have no room for all my college stuff. Really girl, it's kind of an issue. Thanks for your assume cooperation (which I know I won't have) and hope that I stay as super-awesome in the future. See ya soon. xoxox


-Present Krysti


List of Things Found While Cleaning (Which Tell the Story of My Life)

• One (1) pair of Spock/elf ears
• Four (4) inflatable yellow and red rafts
• One (1) Pacman belt buckle
• Two (2) wands, one with Spellotape one without
• One (1) pair of Vans sneakers bought in eighth grade when they were all the rage
• One (1) pair of light up heels circa ninth grade
• Twenty (20) hair scrunchies from before I discovered hair ties
• Six (6) of my Harry Potter books, year 4 still missing
• One (1) pair of lacy fingerless Bellatrix gloves
• Fifteen (15) shoe boxes in various conditions
• One (1) pair of prematurely retired green Vans
• Two (2) shirts that I completely forgot existed
• One (1) mate-less blue flip-flop
• A massive amount of high school art projects which I have nowhere to put
• One (1) pair of fierce yellow heels that will see the light of day once more

And this was only the bottom half of one closet. I have four. This should be a fun couple of weeks...

Some Cool Webcomics

Ya know, to spend all those free hours that you're not in class during (college kiddles) or to waste away the hours in classes where they're stupid enought to be boring and let you sit at computers (high school kiddles)

Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Not just for breakfast anymore. I actually just stumbled upon this one. Material ranges from fairy tales to physics. Good stuff.

Cyanide and Happiness
Probably one of my favorites, although, be warned, they have about as much filter in their jokes as family guy and south park. Still hilarious.

xkcd
Random webcomic combining science and technology that usually flies far over my head with just plain funny situations and an occational thought provoking strip. Read to taste.

Weird

So, I think everyone owes T-Storm a big thank you for single-handedly saving the blog with her comment. Let's hear it for T-Storm *cheers ensue*

Moving on, like the new layout? Quest themed, of course.

Oh, and also

I'm boycotting posting until I get some comments. Talk it up people. And don't forget to vote on my summmer blog name poll!!

Finals Week: The Final Hour

Well, kiddles, this is it. The big kahuna, the last night of my freshman year of college. Shit. The last night I will sit in the dark quad, at my empty desk, avoiding work (or packing), typing random nothings by the light of my laptop screen. Well, as a freshman at least. It's absolutely insane to think that mere months ago I sat by this same screen in the same conditions mortified at living on my own, fascinated by all the shit you learn at college. Not to say I'm not still fascinated (spotted in the parking lot: light saber battle) because I don't think that college will ever cease to surprise me, but I now sit before you (and by that I mean before this screen, behind the words you're reading right now) a wiser, more college-savvy blogger. With all sorts of college wisdom and college friends and roommates who I will miss a SHIT-TON. I can't believe how quickly time goes by. 1/4 (hopefully) of my remaining education is over....and I feel like just yesterday I was introducing myself to everyone as Koala Krysti, from the quad, art education major. And now I'm saying goodbye, still the same old koala Krysti but now with bangs, and slouchy boots, and blue mascara, and a cape, and an adventure time ring tone, and a deeper knowledge of the human psyche and new friends, and a better understanding of how to live with people, and a new appreciation for home-cooked meals and family and clean showers.

Holy crap, is all I can say.

At this point, I'm sure you're all thinking "we get it, you're done a year at college, move on" and to you people I say "shut the hell up, this is MY blog, I'll write what I want, and why the hell are you reading this anyway?" And then I'm going to continue to reminisce. I don't often go mushy, let alone where people can see, but I feel like this occasion calls for some mush. So: points where mush will be directed (in no particular order):

1. My roommates. I don't think that anyone (except maybe peas-n-carrots) will fully understand the dynamics of my room. Basically you take four completely random people, remove one and replace them, and throw them all in a decently sized room and see what happens. With most people, someone would be dead by week two. With the quad; I don't know if I'll ever be able to sleep alone again (don't twist it, this is a place of mush)
2. My friends from school. So, I was scared shitless when I came to college that no one would like me. I mean, considering my obnoxious nature and general nerdy/weirdness I was pretty much set on spending a lot of time alone. Nah nah nah. This year I've met some of the most amazing assortment of people, from all my Diehmers <3 to my art class buddies, to the random other mixes of people I've met in clubs and classes. And they're all 1000% so rad-ly mathematical that I cannot even begin to explain to you and I cannot even begin to thank them here or anywhere else for being as fantastic as they are. I love you guys and want to thank you for an INCREDIBLE year.
3. My friends from home: You thought I was gonna forget y'all didn't you? Not a snowball's chance in hell kiddles. I've missed you like crazy, but absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this absence has simply made me appreciate you all even more. And I know that I can always call/text/email/messenger pigeon/wall post/message/skype you whenever I need you and you'll be there.
4. My Mom: The one person I could always count on to be there, reading emails at two in the morning whenever I was upset or needed someone to type to. Who sends me care packages and lets me use her credit card to by train tickets to DC and who sends words of love and support on facebook, even though she's not quite sure how to do it. Who can always say something to make me feel better, and keep me updated and recommend good books to read now that she's in a book club. I love her dearly and know it's been hard adapting and miss her like crazy. <3<3<3

There, mush over. Coming soon: krysti's freshman's guide to college!!

HAPPY STAR WARS DAY!

May The Forth Be With You

(sadly, not my artwork)

Wake Up In the Mornin'...

In Case You Haven't Noticed

Now that I've gotten your attention:

I'd like to direct y'alls attention to the sidebar, where there is currently a poll takin' place on what my blog should be called during the summah. I'd also like to take this moment to thank my one and only blog reader. SHOUTOUTTTT!!! Have a nice night kiddles :)

Finals Week: Hour 1

So, I've officially re-descended into the hell they call finals week. Though I'm hoping to escape relatively unscathed with only one written final, a presentation, and a self-portrait, my comrades may not be so lucky. The stress is descending upon my living quarters and the tension is palpable [this is a dramatisation, there isn't really ever much tension in the quad]. So far, we've done our best to ward off the impending darkness, fighting it off with the best weapons we have: Adventure Time, capes, dinosaur chicken nuggets, stromboli, and Family Guy. I hope and pray that our make-shift defenses are enough to ward off the cloud of doom that looms nearer and nearer to campus. Food supplies are dwindling, as UD is forced to resort to serving stale cereal and next to nothing good (big shocker, I know). While others are relying on more cliche methods of dealing with stress, such as drinking their weight in alcohol and stealing people's shoes whilst they are trying to use less illegal ways of ending the year, like playing wink (which is super-fun, I'm sorry I was so against it before this weekend). I fear my chin and hands have become permanently stained with charcoal as I enter the home stretch. The three Ts and POD are playing on repeat inside my skull as I mentally process A. how all this shit ended up in my room and B. how I'm going to get all this shit out of my room. Needless to say, it's going to be a long few days. Check back periodically for updates, if I haven't succumbed to carpel tunnel first....godspeed fellow test-takers, godspeed.