The Fiction Writing midterm felt as horrible as I'd imagined. I have no idea what to even expect as far as a grade. Hopefully we'll get them back today... I'm really curious.
The 10-page final is coming along horribly, in case anyone is interested. Somewhat because it's not what I'm used to writing, but mostly, I think, because I don't feel like writing it at all. Too busy writing other things. I should get off my ass and finish it soon, though, or I'll be screwed when November finally gets here.
Grammar has been boring as usual, but the rough draft of out linguistic autobiography is due on Friday. >:( Very angry. She has been so fucking unclear as to what she actually wants, and I have no idea what I'm doing. I've written just about 700 words so far, and have no idea what else to include that will bump me up to 1250. I guess I could just go back and pad all that bullshit I've already written... bah.
I never expected this, but I actually kind of miss my Aesthetics class. It's pretty pointless, but the discussion is also interesting sometimes. Our discussion last Friday kept me interested and involved, anyway... but no class this week.
Which *is* kind of nice anyway, because it means I get to sleep in more than usual. No class until 11:30 M/W/F. mmm, sleep.
Psychology is going to kill me, though. We have another unit exam tomorrow... I haven't studied at all. Oops. I have a feeling that it's going to be easier than the first one, though... dunno why.
It's been better this week for me. Partly, I think, because I'm not even trying to be social. So I don't feel left out or stupid or whatever, because I just don't give a shit anymore. I'm going to be leaving mid-December anyway, so whatever.
What I find kind of sad, though, is that I started talking to this girl on Monday, and we actually were getting along really well, and we were talking again after class today, and I think she's the best person I've met at this school... and she's transferring to South Carolina for the spring semester.
Okay, not sad. Really damn amusing. Haha.
I wrote a Daemon/Lucivar fanfic [pre-BJT] that I actually really, really like, but I wrote it out on paper and I've been so lazy and not typed it up. I'll get around to it eventually.
Fanfiction is a black hole for my brain, dude. I've been reading a crazy amount of it lately... what is it about the Harry Potter fandom that is so fucking addicting? Even Buffy never addicted me like this. But my friends list is growing like crazy with all the fanfic/fanart comms... and also the individual people, because they do such pretty stuff. Mmm.
So, okay, how about some recs:
I stalk
Of course, as much as I love her HP stuff, Death Joins the Dance is what caused me to friend her in the first place, and if you like Anita Blake, and especially if you ship Anita/Edward, you *have* to read it. Now. Go!
I just added her a couple days ago, but
I'm almost ashamed to admit that I really like
Others for fanart:



mmm, fanart.

To be slightly different from my other recs,

Then you have




If anyone has any really good comms or people on their friends list that they think I would like, let me know, mmkay?
Which just reminds me that I have SO MUCH I want to add to my fic rec list, and I think I'll just start a new one or something, because damn. Or do it by categories. Or say, fuck it, and just post the fics individually as I decide I like them. Heh. Whatever, that's what I get for trying to be organized. Never works out.
Found my keys! Finally. So happy about that.. I won't have to bang on the hall door to get in anymore. >.< Because that sucked. Seriously.
There are some communities that I really wonder why I still read them.

Okay. I'm hungry and want to go get food, so I should end this, but one last rec before I go: Alone in Some Queer Sunless Place by
Done now.