On Spring Break
Alright, it's 12:15 and I really don't want to go to bed. Sleeping is stupid. The only times sleeping is any fun is when I have interesting dreams. And that's usually ruined because either (a) somebody wakes me up before its over, (b) I can't remember it when I wake up anyway, or (c) it turns into a nightmare and I wake up and can't remember anything about it other than it's what brought about the unpleasant feeling in my stomach.
The only good thing about sleeping, really, is waking up.
By this I'm talking about the entirely pleasant thing it is to wake up and feel blissfully and ignorantly comfortable.
But you know, going to bed now means I wake up tomorrow morning and there are only two days left of spring break. That is not a pleasant thought. This week was wonderful. It was fulfilling, despite my being inexcusably lazy.
Let's run down the list shall we? --in a slightly embellished but still mostly accurate chronological order--
--took stock on manga collection (at that count I had exactly 200 and now I believe my count is up to 203)
--found a place that's still scanlating Tsubasa
--found interesting manga, Perfect Girl Evolution
--got to go to Ikea and etc.
--finished Fruits Basket anime (which, by the way, was incredible and I cried all through the last 2 episodes with the sniffles starting an episode before that)
--stalked random amusing people's journals
--considered doing about 50 memes and actually got around to doing one
--listened to FLCL like a maniac
--skulked around FAP and actually learned a whole lot of useless, yet incredibly interesting information about my chosen fandom
--found a rather all-encompassing glossary of terms in said fandom and suddenly felt about 8 thousand times less confused
--watched the last DVD for Fruits Basket another 10 times or so
--stayed up until 6:30 reading for no particular reason
--went to file for my passport (my own father made fun of me when I was getting the picture taken and the camera broke *grumbles*)
--wore short sleeves unadorned for the first time in at least four months
--found that I had questioned my faith in the human race at least 5 times in the past 48 hours
--finally got around to re-reading DD/DS (not DV seeing as I only finished DS about 2/3 hours ago and don't seem to have the heart to start DV, seeing as I know what the poor gang is in for)
--realized I have not yet come to terms with the fact that I have an OTP and it is all certain people's fault
--realized the previous after I spending a good hour skulking around livejournal/deviantART looking for drabbles/pics of said paring
...
--found herself at the bottom of this list and suddenly felt a lot less like she didn't do anything over break and a lot more like she's an obsessed maniac
-_-;;;;
The only good thing about sleeping, really, is waking up.
By this I'm talking about the entirely pleasant thing it is to wake up and feel blissfully and ignorantly comfortable.
But you know, going to bed now means I wake up tomorrow morning and there are only two days left of spring break. That is not a pleasant thought. This week was wonderful. It was fulfilling, despite my being inexcusably lazy.
Let's run down the list shall we? --in a slightly embellished but still mostly accurate chronological order--
--took stock on manga collection (at that count I had exactly 200 and now I believe my count is up to 203)
--found a place that's still scanlating Tsubasa
--found interesting manga, Perfect Girl Evolution
--got to go to Ikea and etc.
--finished Fruits Basket anime (which, by the way, was incredible and I cried all through the last 2 episodes with the sniffles starting an episode before that)
--stalked random amusing people's journals
--considered doing about 50 memes and actually got around to doing one
--listened to FLCL like a maniac
--skulked around FAP and actually learned a whole lot of useless, yet incredibly interesting information about my chosen fandom
--found a rather all-encompassing glossary of terms in said fandom and suddenly felt about 8 thousand times less confused
--watched the last DVD for Fruits Basket another 10 times or so
--stayed up until 6:30 reading for no particular reason
--went to file for my passport (my own father made fun of me when I was getting the picture taken and the camera broke *grumbles*)
--wore short sleeves unadorned for the first time in at least four months
--found that I had questioned my faith in the human race at least 5 times in the past 48 hours
--finally got around to re-reading DD/DS (not DV seeing as I only finished DS about 2/3 hours ago and don't seem to have the heart to start DV, seeing as I know what the poor gang is in for)
--realized I have not yet come to terms with the fact that I have an OTP and it is all certain people's fault
--realized the previous after I spending a good hour skulking around livejournal/deviantART looking for drabbles/pics of said paring
...
--found herself at the bottom of this list and suddenly felt a lot less like she didn't do anything over break and a lot more like she's an obsessed maniac
-_-;;;;