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I am somewhat addicted to the Percy Jackson series lately. Not the movie, because the movie sucks except for Logan Lerman, oh you cute thing, and the dude who plays Luke (because he's sort of hot but I don't fancy his acting much). No, I mean the series. Novels. I've finished all five books in three days, and now almost finishing the first book to the sequel pentalogy. In all seriousness, it's ridiculous. Really, it is. But I suppose there is an appeal in Zeus wearing pinstripe suits or Poseidon in bermuda shorts, an appeal no other book can have. And I'm hooked.
The thing is, I'm facing exams. LOADS of it. Fine, not loads, but one or two and a few other assignments and lab report and oh look why am I here on LJ but these ocean wave thing I'm supposed to study makes no sense.
ANYWAY. A friend told me, "Kir, wave exams." A reminder that I don't have fucking time to read The Lost Hero. A reminder spelled out slowly, with a tone preschool teachers use to speak to their little toddlers in class. I don't like it. She doesn't understand, how much I resent having to study this thing I don't even like and how reading novels is not just a fun pastime, but a time for me to submerge in my passion of writing. And since lately I can't write shit, then I think I'm entitled to a bit of reading.
NaNoWriMo is coming, I don't have a character or setting or concept plot or even anything at all, and I want to murder someone for this.
The thing is, I'm facing exams. LOADS of it. Fine, not loads, but one or two and a few other assignments and lab report and oh look why am I here on LJ but these ocean wave thing I'm supposed to study makes no sense.
ANYWAY. A friend told me, "Kir, wave exams." A reminder that I don't have fucking time to read The Lost Hero. A reminder spelled out slowly, with a tone preschool teachers use to speak to their little toddlers in class. I don't like it. She doesn't understand, how much I resent having to study this thing I don't even like and how reading novels is not just a fun pastime, but a time for me to submerge in my passion of writing. And since lately I can't write shit, then I think I'm entitled to a bit of reading.
NaNoWriMo is coming, I don't have a character or setting or concept plot or even anything at all, and I want to murder someone for this.