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Ugh.
AM SICK. AGAIN ( Read more... ) -
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Z HAS A BRAND SPANKING NEW LAPTOP, BITCHES. AND IT IS FUCKING SWEET. IN EPIC PROPORTIONS.
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Ahem. That is all.
/insert excited, diabolical cackling here
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Cold, rainy weather...
...calls for a nice mug of hot chocolate with a nice, fat halal marshmallow soaking in it. Yum.
So far, today has totally been unproductive, but I don't WANT to do homework. I could probably work on my Help Haiti fic for Maddie at the NFA forums. I'll put a link up to it later, maybe, if I remember to.
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Nice going, YouTube!
Ha! The sound is back for An Egoistic Obsession! Sweet! :D
I didn't even realize the sound had been re-enabled until someone commented and said they liked the video and that the song sounded good. Just about made my day.
And now I return to working on my midterm essay. Blah.
PS - RANDOM FACTOID: If you sleep between the hours of 10pm and 2am, ( Read more... ) -
Dear F-List. (Yes, this means you.)
I love you all, you know that right?
But see, I have this pet peeve. I dub them Forever Entries. Why Forever Entries? Because...they literally go on for more than a few short paragraphs.
These entries are extremely long monsters...that I have to scroll past to get to the next entry.
So for the sake of your friend--you know, me--could you please ( Read more... ) -
Aargh.
Am sick, and wanna sleep, but can't because I feel all warm and fuzzy (in a not fun way).
God dammit.
And I've still gotta finish that proposal and do an interview tomorrow.
I hate you right now, body. You fail miserably. ><;;;; -
First update in forever.
A long time ago, I had an idealized view about relationships. I believed that after things ended between two people who were romantically involved, they could still be good friends ( Read more... ) -
On Education OR: I Fail at Academia
I have fallen into a trap in our education system--that is, after having our expectations of ourselves shot down with previous grades, we feel the need to try and do better, only to have the doubt at the back of our mind continue to say that we are not good enough, will never be good enough ( Read more... ) -
And so we begin again.
The last threads of summer are slipping through my fingers, and I'm being shoved head-first back into reality, back into the grind of papers, reading, and exams, all slowly sapping my creative spark like incessant, painful leeches ( Read more... )
