Hello again.

Posted in Uncategorized on 02/10/2013 by kittilia

So I deleted all the content off this blog a while back, wanting to start afresh. That was two weeks ago, maybe more, and I never really wrote anything. So… let’s delve into my mind.

I’m starting so much stuff right now. I don’t know where to begin and I really need to create some form of organization, and form some plans and see if I can really even do it all. I mean, there’s so much of it.

Shall I be more specific? Well, first and foremost there’s college. I try to be a good student. I try to be involved. I haven’t decided what direction I’m going in with this whole education thing, but my major, which I am still very much enjoying, is Chemistry. It’ll either be veterinary or medical, and either way I have to declare something eventually and join the associated club.

Next is money. Where the hell do I get this stuff from? If there’s anything I’ve learned in my short life, it’s that I suck at making it. I mean, I really suck at it. I’m not good at applying to grants or scholarships (not to mention the fact that I’m just foreign enough to be excluded from many of them) and I can’t seem to land a job because my resume sort-of resembles the Sahara Desert. So I decided maybe it’s a good idea to start out self-employed. This presents the problem of adequate planning and an idea and all of that fantastic stuff, and so though I’m excited by the concept, where I go from here is… well I’m still figuring that out. And figuring stuff out takes lots of time. 

Next is dogs. Because I adore these things. Rom and Spark (short for Romeo and Sparky) are my life. And they are 1,785 miles away. I had to Google that and wow, that’s farther than I expected. My heart cringes. So I was thinking that a good alternative to having my babies around would be to participate in the foster program at my school. It allows me to have a dog on campus while participating in a good cause. I’m really wanting this. I just hope an adorable puppy won’t be too much of a burden. I’d hate it if I couldn’t give it all the attention it deserves, or if my school work suffered for it. But it could also be a huge positive in my life. I’m so torn.

Then there’s the smaller worries of housing for next year which is turning out more expensive than I would like (and paying for that) and my non-existent social life and the fact that on the weekends I just don’t want to do anything. 

Oh, and did I mention that I need to lose major stones for my upcoming cosplay? Cellulite and side-split skirts do not go together.