Breaking the silence
Originally published at Renate.nu. You can comment here or there.
Oh, hey. I didn’t forget this. I just…kind of fell off the face of the earth for a while.
Actually, that would be something like my worst nightmare, if that actually happened. I frequently have nightmares about falling through space.
Anyway - as somewhat predicted, master studies are kicking my ass. Big time. So much is expected of me now. Also, that master’s thesis proposal I thought would have to be 4-10 pages? It has to be 15-20 pages, and include quite a bit of historiography. I’m in deep waters, you guys.
Then I got sick, and then I got into Pottermore, so that’s also taking up some of my time. I’m SparksFang105, if you want to befriend me. Please let me know in a comment here who you are though, I don’t friend people I don’t know who are. I’m a little sad that I ended up in Slytherin instead of Ravenclaw - I know it’s just a website, but I just can’t stop caring. Slytherin feels…wrong.
I might have to do a proper Pottermore post. But I keep saying things like that, and it never happens.
As for my Bioshock adventure, it’s at a standstill for now. However, I got Tor a new Xbox for his birthday, so at least now I can play it without risking another game crash. Soon!
In a week I’m traveling across the Atlantic again, to visit friends for their wedding. I’m a bridesmaid, and my level of commitment is so high that I actually went on the South Beach diet for my dress to fit properly. Yeah. I could have just said screw it, I’m wearing something else, but I didn’t. I dieted. If you know me at all, you know this is a big deal. I’ve stopped eating chocolate, for goodness’ sake!
And I suppose that’s it, thus far.