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Yeah, my absence is going to continue for a while longer. I hate Registration to the bottom of my soul, and now it's just reminded me I have to start all the work for grad school application, which makes me so thoroughly unhappy. I start murmuring about catching a bus to Manitoba and becoming a waitress. It brings up the whole career question, and there are so many reasons I don't enjoy the career question... It took me years to convince my father that the one thing in the world I would never, EVER be was a doctor, and then he just moved on to law. If there were something I wanted, it would make my life so much easier. Instead, I've got to root around for the least objectionable future I can find, and it's not an avenue of investigation that inspires self-confidence.
Anyway, I've still got plenty of work this week, but I think the worst of it's behind me. I hope at some point to actually be able to write something that isn't schoolwork, but I've got two tests this week and two more essays, so: not counting on it. Just thought I ought to mention I'm not dead. Quite. Not yet, at any rate.
Anyway, next post, I'll get caught up linking my Who-fic... and probably disappear for the weekend... if I have any discipline. Which... some days I doubt very much. ^^;
Anyway, I've still got plenty of work this week, but I think the worst of it's behind me. I hope at some point to actually be able to write something that isn't schoolwork, but I've got two tests this week and two more essays, so: not counting on it. Just thought I ought to mention I'm not dead. Quite. Not yet, at any rate.
Anyway, next post, I'll get caught up linking my Who-fic... and probably disappear for the weekend... if I have any discipline. Which... some days I doubt very much. ^^;