seriously freaking out here
I'm trying not to be too weird, anymore than I've already been today. Imagine my complete surprise when I come on here and find out about the release date for DH. It's a good thing I've got so many HP-lovers on here since I've been so out of the loop lately. This is super exciting though but a little odd, after this, that'll be it. I don't think I'm emotionally mature enough to think about that right now. But still, how exciting. This has kind of lit a fire under my ass though to get writing. With two years in the fandom, I ought to be more accomplished but I've been letting everything overcook for too long. Must change that.
Ok, yeah, definitely getting some weird looks, I've been making odd gasp-y noises of surprise since I sat down. A certain person happened to be sitting across from me and I didn't even realize it until this person got up. Made a completely loserish move and then had to come back inside and log back on. fool of took. It's so dreary and cold lately, pretty depressing, the only good is I can still wear my HP scarf to my heart's content without sweating it off and whatnot.
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I was coasting along okay, thinking the semester wasn't too bad. But now the five classes is hitting me hard. I've got two tests next week, bio and math *shivers uncontrollably*, maybe it'll be all right though, plus I have to get started on my essay for honors next week. My mom's a lit essay writer genius so I could just borrow one of hers, change some things around, but it seems she's not really down with that.
Still have to see about changing my anthropology class to an honors course, which means more work. Which means I've really got to get this sleep thing under control. No more late nights for me the hardcore night owl. Last weekend though, I fell asleep on the couch after one thirty so I guess I really am leaving my ways behind. I'll probably be ready to call it a night by midnight tonight, scary. But I do have to be up early on a freaking Saturday to watch over my sister's piano class while they take a theory test. Not like I have any other plans for Saturday besides studying anyway. *sigh*
To take a turn in a completely different direction, what is it with mothers? How do they possess the ability to know the things they know. My mother, despite the fact that she never seems like she's paying attention, manages to figure out stuff like that. She was asking me if there's any cute guys in class and things of that nature, I, of course, said no. But I don't know, maybe I went on about bio class a little too much, and now she's convinced there's a guy in there who strikes my fancy, not that she used those words but I'm trying to avoid the word crush. To go against my mother's nature of sharing every little detail, I share no deets but yet she knows, she always knows. It's rather frightening.
I'm not entirely comfortable typing away here in the comp lab with everyone walking by so I probably ought to be wrapping it up. Still have to send a reply to my oldest and dearest, still so glad to hear from her. Then I guess it's the math lab for me, again. Was there all the time last semester and it turned out alright, hoping for that again.
Ok, yeah, definitely getting some weird looks, I've been making odd gasp-y noises of surprise since I sat down. A certain person happened to be sitting across from me and I didn't even realize it until this person got up. Made a completely loserish move and then had to come back inside and log back on. fool of took. It's so dreary and cold lately, pretty depressing, the only good is I can still wear my HP scarf to my heart's content without sweating it off and whatnot.
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I was coasting along okay, thinking the semester wasn't too bad. But now the five classes is hitting me hard. I've got two tests next week, bio and math *shivers uncontrollably*, maybe it'll be all right though, plus I have to get started on my essay for honors next week. My mom's a lit essay writer genius so I could just borrow one of hers, change some things around, but it seems she's not really down with that.
Still have to see about changing my anthropology class to an honors course, which means more work. Which means I've really got to get this sleep thing under control. No more late nights for me the hardcore night owl. Last weekend though, I fell asleep on the couch after one thirty so I guess I really am leaving my ways behind. I'll probably be ready to call it a night by midnight tonight, scary. But I do have to be up early on a freaking Saturday to watch over my sister's piano class while they take a theory test. Not like I have any other plans for Saturday besides studying anyway. *sigh*
To take a turn in a completely different direction, what is it with mothers? How do they possess the ability to know the things they know. My mother, despite the fact that she never seems like she's paying attention, manages to figure out stuff like that. She was asking me if there's any cute guys in class and things of that nature, I, of course, said no. But I don't know, maybe I went on about bio class a little too much, and now she's convinced there's a guy in there who strikes my fancy, not that she used those words but I'm trying to avoid the word crush. To go against my mother's nature of sharing every little detail, I share no deets but yet she knows, she always knows. It's rather frightening.
I'm not entirely comfortable typing away here in the comp lab with everyone walking by so I probably ought to be wrapping it up. Still have to send a reply to my oldest and dearest, still so glad to hear from her. Then I guess it's the math lab for me, again. Was there all the time last semester and it turned out alright, hoping for that again.