acresofhope

Lots of stuff.

Fixed my sleep. Can still get a good amount of rest while still getting up to watch Angel and Charmed. And I'll be able to get up and get a head start to North Greenville U. Yep, no more vamp hours for me...with no intentions to reference Angel.

Bought a Permanently Insane account at InsaneJournal. Also got Neflix. The first of Smallville: Season 1 is on its way. It's too bad I can only afford to have one at a time. Maybe when I get an actual job I'll upgrade.

Also got flamed for no reason. Yay. So I made an icon (which I'm currently using) to explain why I want Chlois to be, even though I know it won't. I don't compare Lois to Chloe. I compare Lois to Lois. Chloe just happens to hold the opinion of having a relationship with the boss that I think Lois should have, even a young Lois. It would do Lois more justice as a character if Chloe was the real iconic Lois. If the person who flamed me is reading, please, leave me alone. Next time, I'll name you publicly.

Hm. I should probably update my profile. It's probably outdated.

I have only one resolution this year, with two parts (for now).

1: Start college in the fall. Study journalism.

That's all. I'll get to a healthy weight if/when I can afford to get help, because I would need it in that case.

I just finished writing the first of a series of Smallville character reflections. The first is 669 words of Clarky goodness. Well, mostly goodness. I'm trying to work on my word count. In reflection, I wonder if Brother #2 is right: maybe I am like Chloe. Maybe I should go back to school and study journalism. I'm not sure. Right now, I want to do this bath and body thing I've been thinking about. It'd be nice to be my own boss and use my creativity in that way. But hey, who says I can't do both?

I never got to go to Olive Garden with my sister. After all that happened, she spent the day at Mom's and lost track of time. I guess it's not so bad. I'll see her again, even if it'll be almost a year until then. Unless she somehow gets some leave in February. Good luck to her on that one.

I'm doing a lot better now, physically and emotionally. I still haven't decided what I should spend my Christmas money on, or what I'm getting with my gift card. Really, one of the things that upset me was the fact that sensitive!bro got a guitar for Christmas. After all those years I asked for one and never got it, and the fact that there is far less money coming in now than there ever was, it felt like a punch in the gut. Not because of the money, but because it felt like my mother had never cared enough to get me one. The bad thing is, after my aunt became the straw that broke this camel's back, I started to cry and sensitive!bro tried to gift me his guitar. I told him no, of course, but it's the sweetest thing anyone has ever done.