Brain, why you so angsty?
So, school's kicking my butt. I keep getting slammed with all of these projects that are all due at the same time. I just finished writing three lab reports, but I've still got two more and an essay to do for the next two weeks that I haven't started yet. Why, life? Why?
Also, today's an anniversary for me. Five years. It's a pretty big deal. At first, I was determined to be radio-silent because I'm a bit of an idiot and very melodramatic on top of that, but I just woke up and though, "No, I'm not going to" and so I'm rebelling against... myself?
I have a new idea for NaNo. Actually, I've got all of these ideas, but the one I'm talking about is the one I thought up before and thought, "Wouldn't it be awesome if I wrote that for NaNo?" and now I have no idea which one I'll do. I'm torn between it and this other one I've had for a while. So, it's down to a decision, I guess: write the story about a world dominated by women with conspiracy and teenage, coming-of-age angst, or write the story about space future that's so tragic and involves love in an anonymous way that's going to be so cruel and heartbreaking in the end that I don't even know what to do with it. I'm having such a hard time deciding, and November's coming really soon.
Also, the bank sucks. A lot. They're trying to make me lose my place at the university and send me back to Canada, which I'm not okay with.
And... yeah. That's pretty much life here.
I keep reading Teen Wolf fanfics because I'm hopeless (even though I told myself I'd stop a long time ago, haha), and for the last couple of days I've been coming up with these pretty cool one-liners that are the beginning of a story. Today, I sat down and it wouldn't leave me alone, so I typed up 1.5K words or so that prompted this because, really, I'm starting to believe that I'm totally incapable of writing anything that isn't ridden with angst and heartbreak of some sort.
So, yeah. "Why, life, why?" is a pretty accurate description today.
Also, today's an anniversary for me. Five years. It's a pretty big deal. At first, I was determined to be radio-silent because I'm a bit of an idiot and very melodramatic on top of that, but I just woke up and though, "No, I'm not going to" and so I'm rebelling against... myself?
I have a new idea for NaNo. Actually, I've got all of these ideas, but the one I'm talking about is the one I thought up before and thought, "Wouldn't it be awesome if I wrote that for NaNo?" and now I have no idea which one I'll do. I'm torn between it and this other one I've had for a while. So, it's down to a decision, I guess: write the story about a world dominated by women with conspiracy and teenage, coming-of-age angst, or write the story about space future that's so tragic and involves love in an anonymous way that's going to be so cruel and heartbreaking in the end that I don't even know what to do with it. I'm having such a hard time deciding, and November's coming really soon.
Also, the bank sucks. A lot. They're trying to make me lose my place at the university and send me back to Canada, which I'm not okay with.
And... yeah. That's pretty much life here.
I keep reading Teen Wolf fanfics because I'm hopeless (even though I told myself I'd stop a long time ago, haha), and for the last couple of days I've been coming up with these pretty cool one-liners that are the beginning of a story. Today, I sat down and it wouldn't leave me alone, so I typed up 1.5K words or so that prompted this because, really, I'm starting to believe that I'm totally incapable of writing anything that isn't ridden with angst and heartbreak of some sort.
So, yeah. "Why, life, why?" is a pretty accurate description today.