majorshipper: (➘ darn them talking animals)
I feel kinda bad for not actually doing much on LJ lately. To be honest, there's not very much interesting going on in my life. There's school, and that takes up enough on it's own that I don't do much else. Even in fandom, my inner lurker has been fighting to take over. I think it's just 'cause I'm so tired of the same old drudgery. *shrugs*

Today's been kinda tough, though. It was fine 'till I got home from campus and sat down to the work that's been building up. It's been a light week so far, but there's three big things due in the next few days(an informative speech, a memory speech video, and an essay detailing a tool or item of software for the ISS that we the student thought up) and I honestly have no motivation to do them. Plus, I was pretty sick yesterday, starting late in the afternoon, and I didn't sleep last night, so now I'm even more stressed from not sleeping and not getting work done.
Ugh. It just kinda feels like I'm barely keeping my head above water for no reason. I haven't heard back from my boss since December when they told me they still needed to find a secretary for our branch of the flight school, which means I have no income anymore. I haven't heard anything on the Academy's Summer program, and I feel like I'm stalled compared to how I was at the end of last year.
It's just really, really frustrating. I would feel better if I could actually accomplish anything fandom-related, and I'm making strides in my massive icon claims, but I still am not sure how much I'll have finished by the 20th.

I hate it when I get into these funks. :/ GAH. It's really annoying. In an attempt to cheer myself up, I am starting How I Met Your Mother. Wish me luck.
majorshipper: (♕ a girl of legendary times)
I kinda miss those days. Memes were fun! Anyways, this one is curtsey of [livejournal.com profile] freaksoldier.


1. Leave me a comment saying "Gateship One is Go".
2. I'll respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature (or not).
3. Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, ask them five questions.


My questions from her: )


I was supposed to have basketball today, but I woke up at seven feeling so miserable from a sore throat and a lack of sleep from how hard I've been pushing with school lately that I just made the executive decision not to go.
majorshipper: (➘ you can find me there any time)
One of the few things about the Space Program and NASA that gets me really riled up(another would be the budget cuts and...other things) is the bureaucracy and utter criminal incompetency that happens leading up to some tragedies, and the complete disregard for the original founding ethics of NASA; be sure you can make it safe, and then figure out how to make it work. Yeah, they spend years afterwards making sure that it doesn't happen again, but what everyone seems to forget is that if they had listened to the people who actually knew what was going on, then the problem never would have arisen in the first place.

Take, for example, the Challenger disaster. It was caused by the sudden ignition of the main fuel tank for the orbiter. It all started because that day in Florida, the temperature was far, far below what the SRBs had been rated for. An O-ring eroded because the putty mean to protect it was hard from the cold. The ring failure led to joint failure which, thanks to some serious wind shear, eventually led to the ignition of the main tank, which, naturally, resulted in that explosion just 72 seconds into flight that we've all seen so many times over. But what really made me mad was the fact that dozens of engineers warned that there was no way to know how the O-ring would react to the temperatures(in fact, they had evidence that as the temperature lowered, the erosion on the O-ring increased). They also knew that launching in ~28 degree weather could present all kinds of issues, considering none of the rockets had been tested and approved at that temperature. But, somehow, despite the massive number of checks that were required to launch in those conditions, the shuttle still lifted off that day.

I'm sure it wasn't as easy as it is now to look back and judge, but, still. I wasn't even alive when it happened; I wasn't even a twinkle in my parents' eyes, but it's something that just makes me feel pretty crappy about bureaucracy. It's almost like we need a disaster every 15-20 years to remind us that we're not infallible, that cutting corners and taking risks gets good people killed. Also, when some of the smartest people in American and the ones who built your massive rocket say "Dude, this isn't safe. Don't launch.", you should maybe listen to them.

This has been brought to you by the Ethics Case Study that Grace is currently working on instead of sleeping. Cheers.

(In other unrelated concerns, you know what, I can't help but wonder if there are any statistics anywhere of how much of the American Armed Forces is from the southern/western states vs. the traditional east, especial considering the stereotypical trends of the east to be more liberal/anti-war vs. the south(and west, though, not counting the actual west coast)'s typically conservative status. IDK. Something that interests me. I want to know how many people in the Armed Forces originate in the south, basically :P)
majorshipper: (➘ words to live by)
At my school, if you start failing or neglect to attend classes when your grade is below a specific level, you get issued special points, which entitle you to special counseling! (Yay!)

But what always makes me giggle like a four year old is the name of the points; Family Accountable Points. Also known as FAPs. Yes. You know fandom has ruined your brain when you can't even think about them without laughing.


In other news, the brother got a twitter. If anyone gets wind of him, fandom is gonna eat him alive, and not in the good way. :/ Maybe it'll make him grow up and realize he's not always the right one. If I'm really lucky, he'll get over his bigotry and sexism. A girl can hope, right? But I'm not letting him follow me. My twitter, at this point, is strictly for non IRL stuff, and I really, really don't want any association to him. Bad enough that we have to be related.


Anyways. Now back to actually doing stuff that should be important.
majorshipper: (➘ you can find me there any time)
This bit may mean nothing to most people, but it's very exciting for me. In my HAS program(Aerospace Engineering), we had a few projects these past couple weeks, and wow, they were so cool. The first one was a paper on specific careers available in the Aerospace sector. But that alone wasn't the cool part, though it did have lots of analysis, which I loved. The best part was that we had to research and write it all out in APA format. I guess some people hate stuff like that, but I love technically efficient ways of writing things, and I love that specific format. If I become a technical writer(which is something I've looked at doing as a back-up or secondary choice), I'll probably enjoy it so much.
The second thing that got me exited was a forum discussion we had to do regarding ethics. It was basically us being presented with a situation and told to figure out what to do, using the NSPE Code of Ethics for Engineers as guidelines. There wasn't a word-limit, but I think I may cause them to implement one. :P It was really fun to be able analyze a situation and consider various different sides of the argument that may or may not have been backed up by the Code. My brain was having a spazzy moment, and I just let it. That was nice.

So, basically, control-freak me loves analyzing stuff, technical and exacting stuff, and ALL THE DETAILS. That's not actually surprising in any way.

Ugh, I can't wait for my college classes to start up, though. We're not back 'till the 17th, which is nice, since that's the week after finals for HS, but it seems too far off right now. I miss having History to entertain me. Right now I'm spending my days making icons and studying for the HS finals, which I am certainly not looking forward to. I wonder sometimes if HS is just a giant game of peek-a-boo. As in, they make like miserable because you have no clue of what the real world is like, and then suddenly when you're done, you see what it's like outside, and all you can think is "...well, this is a little bit disappointing."

I may be missing getting out of the house every day, though. Shopping this weekend for my new glasses(I want to get the same frames, but new, to go with my new lenses, but apparently we have to shop around for two weeks. My dad does not get that if I don't like what we get, I literally will not wear them. That's something I'm gonna have stuck on my face for another couple of years, and I'm not going to look like an idiot.) and for whatever I need for basketball when it starts, so that should help get rid of some cabin fever. If we go back to HEB, I'm totally picking up the Def Leppard shirt I saw last week, though. And maybe the AC/DC one, too. We'll see.

And now, I should totally be in bed, because I have a finals review in five hours, and I'm going to be half-dead as is.
majorshipper: (✆ it's just a velociraptor ma'am)
So, working on an essay on The Great Gatsby. That's all well and fine, I actually enjoyed it, compared to some of the books I've had to read for school. I also love the themes addressed in the book that we have to write about. That's awesome, too, because everyone knows I love analyzing stuff. But for some reason, my brain doesn't want to write about how Gatsby's pursuit of the American Dream is the central theme of the novel. It wants to examine Nick's character and explore his story and his perfection of himself and how his pursuit of the American Dream colors how he sees the East vs. West and how his more traditional morals deteriorate over the length of time he spends surrounded by the empty decadence of Gatsby and Jordan and Daisy. And how he spends the entire book explaining and analyzing everyone else but we don't actually see much of Nick except where he reflects off of other characters. I keep circling back to Nick when it's supposed to be all about Gatsby. My brain sometimes.
My love for non-primary characters is once again my downfall.

/melodrama

In other, more interesting news, remember the Aerospace Scholars program I was applying to a couple weeks ago? Well, it looks like I got into it! I had really felt like I would, because I had some really strong essays and my rec letter was fantastic, but I always get nervous over stuff that I think's important.

I will be so happy when break starts, seriously. I've already got a list a mile long of things I want to do during my two weeks, only some of which will get done, I'm sure. Top of the list, though, is learning to drive in a practical manner from a real live human being. I feel like Sheldon, for goodness sake. And I don't want to wait for my neighbor to dislocate her shoulder before I actually get behind the wheel.

The food channel has been on for at least a couple hours every day lately. It's pretty much the only channel Mum likes, and if she likes it, that's good enough for me. At least it's not something where you run the risk of something bad coming on. It's just an endless parade of delicious looking food and soft lighting. I will say it's weird getting to watch shows live. The other night we watched Dirty Jobs as it aired. It was pretty mind-blowing. :P It's bizarre for someone who's never had cable and already doesn't watch hardly anything live anymore.

In case I don't post before the fundraiser Saturday, keep your fingers and toes crossed for us that it doesn't rain or sleet or boil the atmosphere or do something equally Texan and ridiculous during the concert. We're hoping for a decent turn-out of mostly well-off people, so hopefully it won't flop. It's gonna be crazy hectic for us, but I know it can be done. The one thing I'm not looking forward to is the 830am wake up, since my sleep schedule has been screwed to hell all week (Thanks, [livejournal.com profile] twisting_vine_x, for sending that over my way! :P) with a 4am-2pm sleep schedule. Oh well. I can rally on this! Maybe I can get to sleep earlier/wake up earlier tomorrow.
majorshipper: (➘ the best pet i ever lost)
→Ugh. LJ! You're not sending my notices, again! How am I supposed to know if any of my VERY IMPORTANT COMMENT THREADS are being updated?

→Got my christmas card from [livejournal.com profile] yappichick! 'S very pretty and thoughtful; thank you, bb! My brother got it and thought it was a birthday card, since I've been getting those pretty much all week, but I corrected him when I got up. I showed to it Mum, and she was quite enamored with it, especially when I explained that it was from a friend of mine from SGA, she was all "...wow, you guys must have met a long time ago!" (I neglected to mention that I even remember the old John/Teyla threads from GW that I lurked on and got to know everyone on long before I got LJ, because that was even longer ago).
Made me have a moment of "Holy smokes, I've been in fandom for a fourth of my life, pretty much." Which made me feel both old and young. And also kinda gave me the urge to go and delete anything from before 2008, because who really likes the random thoughts of a teenager? And the fanfic. Oh my god. I can't read any of that stuff. It scares me.

→I also can't believe I've only been on LJ for two years. It feels like so much longer, because of all the lurking I did long before I signed up. That, and the fact that I started on forums rather than LJ, and so I didn't get here 'till after I left forums. But really. The people I've gotten to know, the friends I've made, the ups and down that I've been through with y'all; the shows that I've found and loved and lost...
Basically; akl;dfghjgfijkl I LOVE EVERYONE.

→I really, really love Mission: Impossible 3. Me and the brother had a marathon of the three movies the other day, and I, of course, loved the movies, because I'm an action/adventure junkie with a love of spy movies. But my real great love for M:I3 isn't so much the typical stuff; my favorite thing was the direction and cinematography. For an action/thriller, it was gorgeously shot, IMHO. The colors were all rich in the right spots and washed out in all the right ones; the tones(blue and green and steel-gray vs. red and yellow and orange and brown) matched the actual tones of scenes, the camera was steady and locked-off when the tone called for it, and jittery and handheld when that was needed, too. It doesn't hurt that Tom Cruise was fantastic, either. The whole thing was just amazing, both in writing and directing. I think it helped cement JJ Abrams as one of my favorite directors, ever.
/fangirls

→Oh, something I got a kick out of; Stanford sent me a letter inviting me to apply for their High School Summer College. Basically it was along the lines of "You're smart, apparently, since you score high marks on standardized testing; would you like to come to school here next summer?"
On one hand, holy smokes, if I didn't have to think about anything else, I'd snap that sucker up in a heartbeat. But on the other hand, that's an eight-week program, which would keep me from doing my aerospace scholars program AND the summer seminar at the Academy. And I would have to find a way to get to Cali and some kind of arrangement to stay there. So basically, they got me all excited and then I realized it wouldn't be feasible. So I'm adding it to the stack of letters from places I'd like to go, like Embry-Riddle.
Responsible choices are so annoying.
majorshipper: (♂ the one in the dirty trenchcoat)
LOL. On one hand, excite. On the other, damn it, they better not screw this up any more than I know is gonna happen. And I say that as someone who wasn't super thrilled but was content with the previous arrangement for this season so far.

(for those on my flist who are avoiding SPN spoilers for unaired episodes, don't go into the comments, because there will be some)

LOL POSTED THIS AND CARRY ON STARTED PLAYING.

In better news, I went back to Science Club this week! Dad caved, as I had hoped he would, and set down some ridic rules that shouldn't be to hard to follow.

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