"The Sky Has Grown Completely Black..."

Gacked from erinpuff and eponinenkind.

January: Master and Commander was good, but my HH-ness was clear the whole way through. (regarding seeing it for the first time)

February: We had three stove fires today, one of them my fault. (regarding the reason why Soujin cannot sleep at night)

March: I feel so good to-day. (regarding a burst of good feeling)

April: Lots of Crime and Punishment short ficlets. (regarding SCUM Club assignments)

May: Cried for most of to-day, and was sick when I wasn't crying. (regarding a very bad day)

June: I am not going to survive to-night. (regarding breaking up with Kate)

July: Hello. (regarding coming back from Iceland)

August: I seem to have finished Samuel. (regarding this fic)

September: Receiveth the Jules Verne slash with a glad heart: Nemo/Aronnax. (regarding a request for a fic)

October: Guess what I have. (regarding my Jules Verne/Tchaikovsky shirt)

November: I really am going, but... v.v. quick. (regarding a poll on phone numbers)

December: My computer is laughing at me. (regarding stress and an unworking internet)

This is so the story of my life. :) Quite sad.

I don't want to do my schoolwork to-day. I feel blah, despite the fact that I am wearing a kimono. But I have far too much to do to-day, and I accidentally slept in till 9:00, so my schedule is screwed over like whoa. I need to get started on things. >_> Adieu.

On the plus side, while doing this meme, I found His Wok and Nothing More.

"Viens t'endormir dans mes bras..."

Soujin is teh_pathetic.

But that's beside the point.

Unresolved issues: I've stopped taking my meds/vitamins because the old kind ran out and the new kind are bright orange and Soujin does not eat orange pills.

I have got only one pair of pants. They were fine until a couple of days ago, when suddenly the zipper decided to die. Now I have no pants. But I am not letting Mum buy me any new clothes until I have lost weight, because that's one of my goals (to be able to wear pretty things). So, um, pantsless Soujin. I've begun wearing skirts, but they are not fun to treadmill in.

I have no time. This is really the most serious of all my issues.

I forgot to eat to-day. Mum made me eat things for dinner with really high POINTS value because she wanted me to make up. This was frustrating, although not nearly so much so as the fact that I wish I didn't have to eat at all. I would gladly fast, and at the same time I'm always hungry. Blah.

I have accomplished nothing to-day. I spent four hours beta-reading someone's Harry Potter fic (and you lot all know that Soujin has a personal vendetta against HP, too >_>) and trying to fix Scotty's irritating website issues over e-mail.

GSA is really starting to bore/frustrate me. The girls won't leave me alone, and I feel exceptionally stupid among them. I HAVE REGRESSED. Damn me. I was trying to fit in, and all I've done yet is play parts and convince them of my insanity. So much for that idea.

I haven't written in ages, and I shan't be able to get anything done to-morrow because I work at the library. And I don't think Mary-Jane likes me any longer.

I had another breakdown to-day. This totally happens at the beginning of every month. It's like a period. >_> "WAHHHHHHHH! Oh my God, I hate myself I hate myself I am a pathetic bitch and need to DIE!" "Look out, everyone. It's that time of the month again..."

This keyboard is exceedingly difficult to use. It bothers me greatly. I never press quite hard enough on the keys, and the 'delete' key is hidden behind the 'screencap' key, so that I'm always pressing the wrong one.

Lastly, I'm still not beautiful. Five months left to become beautiful. Meh.

As may be evident, this was not the best of days. See Soujin. See her sulk and cry in her corner. Tell Soujin that she really needs to bugger off and go to bed. Watch her scream and cry and insist that she can't, she can't, she has no time, she needs to get something done!, and then promptly fall upon the floor fast asleep. Not again, Soujin!

"It's Time To Think of Turning Back..."

Regarding the last entry? I'm probably not half as cut up as I profess to be about anything. It was more of a way to sort out the things that were bothering me by writing about them, which seems to help with understanding them a little better.

Or not.

At any rate, please to be taking everything with a shaker of salt.

In the meantime, someone please tell me I am not going to hell for giving France from King Lear the voice of Peter Lorre.

To-day I was looking over the pictures reincineir drew of my Enjolrati. She is really extremely talented. Why don't you come back to our fandom, woman? Dammit! Janet!

Sigh.