My second semester will start on Tuesday. Uhh, woohoo? :|
Looking back at three weeks of sheer bumming around, I guess I didn't accomplish much for myself. Where did all the plans for writing and catching up go?! Maybe I left it back at school or something... (x_x) Or maybe my vacation is still not enough to compensate for all that stress last semester! orz
Well, on a happier note, I learned to sleep like a normal person -- like, wake up at 8:00 a.m. and sleep at around 1:00 a.m. Hey, that's still normal compared to my previous sleep pattern. Haku-chii (
hakutenshi ) knows how insane my sleeping pattern was before this sem break XD But in case someone out there is wondering why I'm still here at 3:26 in the morning, let's just say that my body clock has detected the impending doom of school. I honestly can't sleep yet I can't do anything productive GRAH *pulls hair* >_<
Oh, and I heard that there's an Inui/Kaidou fic exchange. LOL KK-chan (
shikanashi_kk ) was being as sweet as always by informing me on Facebook ♥ Also, PIKL Day is on the 22nd -- it's fast approaching! Therefore, a healthy number of friends are asking, "So, you're going to participate, right? 8D" Allow me to let it all out and say that I DO WANT TO JOIN. I want to join so bad that my body's going numb every time I *think* of joining. Every time I see the amount of people already signed up for the exchange, I recede from typing...
I want to join, but right now, I can't bring myself to write.
The ideas are there, but my body freezes once I attempt to write it out. Re-reading fics doesn't help, too. Even my previous fics are incapacitating me right now. Forgive me if I'm being all whiny these days, but it feels like I'm back to square one all of a sudden. Whenever I read my old fics, I feel that I've unconsciously reached new heights -- and because I unconsciously reached something, I may not be able to relive the ways that brought me to that height.
Heh, this reminds me of a line from MASA's Half-Moon photobook: Dance is my career. Dance makes life worth living... Dance is sadness... Dance is joy... Dance is a language. Dance is... life itself. OH, MASA, PLEASE TEACH ME THE WAYS OF... MASA *BRICKED BY A LOT* LOL I am tempted to strike out dance and insert "writing" there just so I'd feel better XD
I swear I have a lot of eemo planned for this rant post, but I think I'll stop. My chronic optimism has awakened and is challenging me to cut the whining and DO SOMETHING. (^-^)♥