yea, so.
for some reason, i actually believed that reading bandom fic all break would somehow make me more able to let go of it and focus on classes. i, in actualfact, thought i might get bored of it. sigh. what i didn't take into account is that, clearly, bandom is a drug that has basically eaten MY ENTIRE BRAIN. plus, the writers are just plain inventive, ok. i have, in the last month, read: the one where they're all psychic, the one where they all turn into kittens, the mermaid (merman?) au, the one where they're all on a submarine, the one where ryan is brendon's TA, the one where spencer is the Julia Roberts to jon's Richard Gere, the Star Trek au (which, dude, i'm not entirely sure how i previously lived without), the one where ryan turns into a puppy, the one where jon's a professional surfer, the one where they make ryan come in his pants (which is actually the title), the one where brendon is the third prince and has to find out why the firebird is stealing his father's golden apples but ends up going on a huge rescue mission, the one where ryan is basically cinderella (and bden is his fairy godmother, rofl, but the ending is not what one would expect), the one where spencer is basically cinderalla (but there is no fairy godmother, nor any magic at all), the one where they're all pirates!! and ryan's the captain!! and bden can talk to animals, the one where spencer and bden have an arranged marriage, the one where bden has wings, the one where spencer and ryan and brendon are all slaves and the rest of bandom is involved in nefarious abolitionist activities (srsly, shit is epic. that's the best way i can describe it), the one where brendon has corset piercings, the one where frank and gerard have a ferry romance, the one where bob forgets everytime he and frank hook up, the one where frank totally goes creepy stalker on this camera he finds in a cab (and, by extension, gerard), the one where ryan and brendon meet in this weird other world that is completely devoid of people? and then brendon isn't sure if he dreamed it or not?, and the one where they all meet in their dreams. those, along with several fics involving: sex pollen, failboat romance, high school, college, coffeeshops, bookstores, and several of my other favorite things. and that's not even all. it's possibly not even most.
((if you want links to any of these, just say. i have most of them handy))
suffice to say, i've been reading more than is healthy. and i'm not tired of it. and i'm screwed for the semester unless i can make myself stop.
- this semester terrifies me and makes me want to curl into a ball and cry. =)
- i have barely written more than 10 pages in the past month. it's more than a little sad
- i think lara and i will make a good fac pair.
- liam convinced me to buy the biggest, ugliest sunglasses in the world and i am madly in love with them.
- i called my dad yesterday and we had a long conversation about why we disagree so much. i think it might have actually been productive, but i'm so afraid to hope, when it regards him.
- i'm tired.
- i love berkeley. but i'm sorely missing some key people in my life.
- I FOUND SMOKED GOUDA POPCORN, OMGGGGGGGGGGGG.
- pam messaged me on facebook that she'd like to hang out. it's nice that she thinks about me at all, but not so nice that she doesn't pick up her phone, like, ever.
- i know that i can do this. the question is really whether or not i will.
- back in november, when niki came to visit, i was worried that we would fight and that livign with her this summer might be a terrible idea. but i spent most of my time at dad's place over break and am actually looking forward to it. we've never lived together without the deterrent of my father to bring me down, and i think it might be awesome. she might do some annoying shit like pressure me to get my hair pressed, but honestly, i have this tendency to take people's goodness for granted while focusing on their pitfalls. it's something i need to get over, because appreciating things leaves me feeling much happier. translation: bring it on, miami.
ok. bai flist!