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I don't really have anything to compare to how happy I am right now.
It's wonderful.
School progresses, as usual. My advertising project is driving me insane, but aforementioned happiness keeps it from making life too miserable. Hate the concept of group work even more. Grammar is becoming almost fun, in a demented, masochistic kind of way.
I wrote OC angst. It was very freeing. I usually avoid angst like the plague (especially in writing), probably from an overdose in my early trawling of ff.net (so many, many years ago~), but. Well. It was fun? Certainly it was the biggest thing I'd written in a long while, and rather huge for one evening of spastic typing. Disjointed, messy, but very satisfying.
I'm so happy. <3
It's wonderful.
School progresses, as usual. My advertising project is driving me insane, but aforementioned happiness keeps it from making life too miserable. Hate the concept of group work even more. Grammar is becoming almost fun, in a demented, masochistic kind of way.
I wrote OC angst. It was very freeing. I usually avoid angst like the plague (especially in writing), probably from an overdose in my early trawling of ff.net (so many, many years ago~), but. Well. It was fun? Certainly it was the biggest thing I'd written in a long while, and rather huge for one evening of spastic typing. Disjointed, messy, but very satisfying.
I'm so happy. <3