Jesus.
NervousIt's been just about three years since I wrote SCDR. I feel unaccomplished. What happened to youthful productivity?
Oh right. Life happened. Fuckin' life.
Tomorrow... is my last day of high school. Ever. I can't quite get my head around it.
I'm trying not to tear my hair out thinking about upcoming exams.
Social studying did not happen to the degree I was hoping. Fuckin' addictive fanfiction.
Fortunately, the multiple choice isn't for two week, and that's the part I'll need to study for. The essay part is sort of common sense, though I might have to wing it on some real-life examples. Only so many things you can use Hitler and the Jews for. --
Just in case any of you didn't feel like reading the epic wall of text, my friends and I physically picked up and moved my car to get me out of a jam. Just that kind of exciting day, what can I say?
My head hurts like a bitch from reading more horrible fanfiction, but I'm feeling better than I did earlier, now that I know I didn't fail my Bio test today, and I'll be entering the final exam with a comfortable 92% (which is better than I can say for my Chem mark last semester, recall?).
I'll be devoting the rest of my weekend to Social studying, now that I've finished the mowing of both lawns (in record time, which, may not be to my advantage, given my dad tends to pay me by the hour << but it was raining, and I wanted to be done).
Have another GIMP on the go, but I'm not sure when I'll be working on it. I could write some too, but I think that should wait until after Tuesday, when I'm less stressed out.
may have had her laptop stolen. D: Weep for her loss and cross your fingers it gets returned, or we'll never hear the end of it. I should clean this weekend. Goddamn, I should.
PS. I got accepted into UBC. Alas, that doesn't do me much good this year. I suppose it's beneficial to know that that means I should be able to get in again, after VFS.
Signing out,
Teh Snappy One
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TO-DO LIST[link]
+ GIMP portrait for Nic now that I know what he looks like
+ Attempt a self-portrait
WRITING+A Question of Motivation+[Short Story.One-shot][ [link] ]
+Some Call it Date Rape+ [Novella.17 Chapters][ [link] ]
+Holy Water and Vodka+[Novella.24 Chapters][ [link] ]
ARTTrades: CLOSED
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Gotta love Pete going out the window!
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also, here's a quick way to increase your pageviews
Did you know Emily Carr bred Bobtail sheep dogs?
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Diagonally parked in a parallel universe.
Um. No. That's quite new and exciting.
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In Soviet Russia, emo cuts you!
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actually i rather enjoyed the epic of the carlift triumph. i think it was one of the only things i read yesterday.
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
Aha, wonderful. Glad you enjoyed it. 8D
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"He's a lumberjack and he's okay, he works all night and he sleeps all day!"
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Sa Rang Hae
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god gave us hands for a reason, to do what he did, create. that is how he created us in his image. we are the only species that creates just for the sake of creating, hence why we have art.
nú, scolde ic benugan se péo? ic gesceátaþ
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