Oy vey.

Fox-san is going to talk to Ibanez-san concerning EoN. Good for you, Fox-san, but I'd watch yourself. Even if you do convince him to make changes, it's not going to be easy for him to stick to them. But please do remind him that he isn't a god!

Well, I'm off to register for my spring semester classes! (Bright, early, and nice outside. *twitch* It's not noon yet, so what am I doing awake?)

NaNo update, classes done, etcetera.

First off, I got all the classes I wanted. Go me.

Next: I was over at Boy Meets Boy, reading over the new-fangled cast list, and I saw the following:

Gio "Skids" DiAngelo used to be an enigma, but as the comic is ending soon, his mysteries are being revealed. Skids pushes any and all rage deep down inside and glosses it over with a coat of perky ditziness, which would be all well and good except for his tendency to blow up at people occasionally. His long time best friends, Harley and Cy, don't seem to appreciate him as much as his new friend, that Tybalt guy. Skids plays keyboards or backup guitar, depending on his mood.

Let's backtrack to a tiny little part of that first sentence, shall we? "...but as the comic is ending soon..." o_O Am I the only person who didn't know about this? Yes, I know it had to come to an end sometimes, but... *whimpers*

rosethorne's new journal layout is uber-pretty. Just thought I'd mention it in passing. *shrug* A lot of you won't be able to read her stuff, since it's friends only, but I felt like pointing out the pretty layout in any case.

NaNoWriMo Word Count: 9,033+
Optimistic Goal of the Day: 13,000+
The Novel, as of yet, is here.

Nittle Grasper makes me happy. *huggle*

I'm listening to the Gravitation/Saiyuki/Weiss Kruz mix Amie burned for me last spring. Let me must mention that I adore Nittle Grasper. ^_^ I must learn to play Sleepless Beauty on the piano... *spontaneous goal making*

I got all the classes I wanted, as I do believe I mentioned before. Yay! Um... Gartner cancelled English today, which was shibby. I love getting out of that class. *random purring* Instead I went to eat breakfast with Danielle, which was fun. You know, up until last week I was convinced that she hated me? Turns out that I made that up. (Right after I first met her, I went to visit Brandy and realized Danielle was a member of Brandy's quad. So I suddenly had the bright idea to start shouting her name to make her come out and talk to me. -_- She was a touch annoyed with me after that, obviously, so I convinced myself that she hated me.) We talked for about an hour about nothing in particular and it was rather fun. ^_^

Her blurty, if anyone is interested, can be found here.

Then I was off to Cosmic Concepts, where we got tests back. My score? It ended up being a 65 or a 68 or something along those lines. x_X Ack. Oh well, I'll live. Whatever.

Whipped out another four hundred-some words for the novel. Yay.

Mmmm... I was too lazy to put in my contact lenses today so I'm in glasses. Let me just mention that I hate glasses. I think they make me look like such a dork. I've been told by all sorts of people that this isn't true, but whatever. I still think they make me look like a dork. Some people are suited for glasses--PB-chan, for instance, who looks uber-huggable, if anyone was curious--but I just can't stand the way they look on me. I didn't learn how to poke myself in the eye for nothing, by gummit! Waww (<---that's "rawr" with a lisp)!!!

I have no idea if there's going to be a quiz in Japanese or not. I don't particularly care either way because I'll kick ass on it if there is, but whatever.

NaNoWriMo Word Count: 9,439 (and counting)
Goal for the Day: 13,000+

Have you ever gotten the feeling...

Have you ever had the feeling that a million people are expecting you to do something or fix something for them and that you're letting them all down? Y'know, as though you're a balloon and you're being stretched just a little too thin to meet everyone's demands, so it just feels as though you can't do anything for anybody? As though your world is falling apart and it's all your fault?

If you have, please-oh-please let me know if there is any way to make this terrible feeling go away...