Wow.
I think I might be on the edge of a nervous breakdown. I really hope I'm not, but it's almost as if everything has just become TOO MUCH lately.
My life is TOO MUCH.
But, hey, aside from that I'm doing okay, right? I really, really hope I am doing okay.
Our school (being the culturally diverse school that it is) held Ramadan fasting today. When you volunteer, it doesn't sound like much- no food, drink, swearing, smoking or sex until 3:20 PM.
... but I am really, REALLY hungry. I'm not kidding. I usually don't eat lunch anyways, but knowing that I'm not ALLOWED to eat makes it worse. Weird, huh? I have increased respect for Muslim self control. o.O
I know what I'm writing for NaNoWriMo... I'm doing Omoidasu's story (yey!). I mean, come on, he's live for 4,300 years, he must have done SOMETHING exciting.
Yes, yes. I do realize that this is nothing more than a Ryuuguu side story, and by doing that I am being incrediably cheap, but NaNoWriMo is not for excellent and original pieces of fiction. It is for cramming and hurting your brain and keyboard!
... anyways, Leslie is doing it too. She's writing Keman's story, so I suppose we're both being cheap. But at least it will prove our Ryuuguu dedication (though writing the actual book would porbably prove it more).
I'm not making any sense. Whee.
I've got to write something uber-fast for Open Mic Nite. Tracey (our local librarian with a rap career) will kill me if I don't have anything this month. They put me on that poster for a reason, dammnit. I'm going to start whorring off my writing in order to fundraise tonight. I don't suppose anyone will actually WANT to buy my writing anthologies, though... and even if they did, I doubt I'd make much money off of it.
... oh well, in the long run it'd be an ego boost at the very least...
My life is TOO MUCH.
But, hey, aside from that I'm doing okay, right? I really, really hope I am doing okay.
Our school (being the culturally diverse school that it is) held Ramadan fasting today. When you volunteer, it doesn't sound like much- no food, drink, swearing, smoking or sex until 3:20 PM.
... but I am really, REALLY hungry. I'm not kidding. I usually don't eat lunch anyways, but knowing that I'm not ALLOWED to eat makes it worse. Weird, huh? I have increased respect for Muslim self control. o.O
I know what I'm writing for NaNoWriMo... I'm doing Omoidasu's story (yey!). I mean, come on, he's live for 4,300 years, he must have done SOMETHING exciting.
Yes, yes. I do realize that this is nothing more than a Ryuuguu side story, and by doing that I am being incrediably cheap, but NaNoWriMo is not for excellent and original pieces of fiction. It is for cramming and hurting your brain and keyboard!
... anyways, Leslie is doing it too. She's writing Keman's story, so I suppose we're both being cheap. But at least it will prove our Ryuuguu dedication (though writing the actual book would porbably prove it more).
I'm not making any sense. Whee.
I've got to write something uber-fast for Open Mic Nite. Tracey (our local librarian with a rap career) will kill me if I don't have anything this month. They put me on that poster for a reason, dammnit. I'm going to start whorring off my writing in order to fundraise tonight. I don't suppose anyone will actually WANT to buy my writing anthologies, though... and even if they did, I doubt I'd make much money off of it.
... oh well, in the long run it'd be an ego boost at the very least...