why you gotta keep your fan on high when it's cold outside?

[piecesof_reeses]

Okay, so, I feel like I don't actually have very much to say. BUT I wanted to have a less melodramatic entry at the top of my el-jay. Um. Yeah. Not much has been happening! My second semester's starting, and I have a lot more free time now. My hot Psychology teacher has, unfortunately, become progressively less hot as the days go on.

There's kind of a continuum, some sort of correlation, I'm sure, with his level of hotness and the amount of time I've spent in his presence. I could draw a graph, probably, if I were not a complete failure at all things Excel-related. Instead I will offer a brief summary! Like so:

Day 1:
Teacher: blah blah blah SYLLABUS blah blah
piecesof_reeses: OH HAY BLUE EYES DORKY HAIR NICE SMILE. This semester is going to be awesome.

Day 2:
Teacher: So, because I am very confused and have mistaken this class for the OTHER class I teach, the one that consists entirely of five-year-olds and the mentally challenged, I am going to require that everyone use the Hall pass! Only one person can go wee-wee at a time.
piecesof_reeses: ...that's a nice tie.

Day 3:
Teacher: Um, vulgar language is totes not okay. But oh, hey, there's a group making a presentation that's based solely on disgusting stripper jokes! LOLOLOL gosh they're so funny.
piecesof_reeses: Imma punch your ugly face in.

Anyway. Fandom. Right...What's that again? I have been horribly remiss in my fic-writing. It's actually really awful. The first time I actually scrounge up the guts to sign up for a legit fic challenge (bandombigbang), and I'm already crapping out. I had been planning on finishing the robot AU long before now, but I've completely lost motivation for it. I feel like maybe part of that is related to some subconscious, passive-aggressive anger at Peter and his online drama.

But that would be stupid. :\ I actually tried free-writing to get over my writer's block, but now I just have over 1,000 words of a different story and...still no motivation. MY SUCCESS, LET ME SHOW YOU IT.

chaoticallyclev has, however, been very productive in fic-writing! Be excited. Be very excited. :D

OH, WAIT: one more thing that is totally irrelevant but made me really happy--at our local college's Chinese New Year show, some girl randomly started playing Boulevard of Broken Dreams on the piano. A+++ cultural mixing, would listen again.

Comments

[chaoticallyclev.livejournal.com]

oh my gosh, someone's hacked your account. Or--is it? Are you posting beyond the grave? *gasp*

It's just, my lord, I so rarely hear from you in internet form (or, really, in real life either since I'm never at school. this is teh suck right now. :\)

I enjoy your timeline of our class, though. Have I mentioned that I STILL DON'T HAVE A FUCKING SEAT because, I don't and this annoys me >>>:::(((((( and makes me have six eyes.

also, did i mention that teenwitch!au is at 8,000 words? and i have no effing clue what I'm doing? Yes. I'm sorry that I've apparently stolen all the writing mojo.

except for how I have nothing for the magazine. For serious. I've read through every journal, all my random sheets of paper and all, and there really isn't anything I would use. Not a whole piece at least. random sentences but, idk. I hate scrounging up poems. it makes me feel sick every single time i go to submit something. And, vaguely relatedly, my mother is trying to make me submit for a poetry contest at OSU and it's like... what the fuck do i have that would work? really? nothing. because, i don't really consider tha majority of my ramblings to be poetry. I consider it to be a cheap form of therapy that doesn't have to make sense and could always be a song, but never a poem.

um. anyways. good to see that you are still internet-alive. now if you would just respond to my e-mails more frequently, miss 'I have a lot more free time now' and yet is emailing me less than you were in the midst of finals.

[piecesof-reeses.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE SO FUNNY LOLOL keep talking. >:(

Seriously, I am emailing you back way more now than I was during finals, because I emailed you a grand total of 0 times during finals. So. And also--also also also--I've been in kind of a shitty mood lately. I don't like reading the fic you send me when I'm not happy, because then I just get really bitchy in my replies, you know? And no one needs that. /o\

Hah, he is so--I don't even know. I would like to kick him in the shins, though. Honestly, you should just sit in my lap during the class. PROBLEM SOLVED. Siiiigh.

Ugh, well, I would like my writing mojo back now, please. I am actually so fucking jealous of your two classes. If I had that much free time, I would be committing bucketloads of fic. Pipe dream, though.

[chaoticallyclev.livejournal.com]

ahaha, i so almost suggested that, one day (sitting in your lap.)

look, look. I learned big font!! ahaha, because i spent so long trying to figure out video shit, i also absorbed a bunch of random text effects that i really have no use for, but still.

yeah, i think i was just busy during finals, too. So it seemed like more e-mailing. Because, now I'm constantly bored and all alone and this is very bad, I send people really weird messages on facebook. it's not cool.

hey, do you have offblocks on Tuesday? because, I might hang out at school before/after i bring cake for Michelle. so, we could be buddies!!

dude,well, you know i get really antsy if you don't reply to my fic, like immediately. And i've been really good! so, i like to whine at you about it.

oh man, speaking of bad moods lately, yeah. i so crashed after everyone left my house and was all deep sighs and slmaming pots and practically shaking with how much i felt like shit. :(

Dude, I hate my two classes. because we do nothing. seriously. I've started researching for my debate OUT OF SHEER BOREDOM. and also, i can't find shit. so. that's great. fucking filibuster.

I miss human interaction though. I actually advertised for friends on facebook. I'm thinking of studying music theory I am reading pretentious literature. I'm learning html codes. Seriously. I'm bored and all alone. It fucking sucks. And I have to clean my house all the time. Mopping. and dusting. and vacuuming. scrubbing stoves and sinks and toilets. And being told i have to get a job every fifteen seconds. So whenever my family IS home, I don't want to see them. >:(

this got really long and whiney..... oops?
though, seriously. I hung out in Ms. Russell's room for over an hour that day we made posters. volunatarily hung out with a teacher. yeah.

look what else i can do: ☆ ♥ and there's other stuff, but I'm bored with spamming a comment box. Hell I might start writing you drabble fics in here next. about cats and break-ups and broken guitar strings and how the bible does not have the answer to tomorrow's trig test.

Also, completely unrelated, tom conrad is adorable. I don't know why I didn't know this. i just read through his formspring, though and i genuinely enjoy him.

[piecesof-reeses.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE FIRED.

[chaoticallyclev.livejournal.com]

? don't be jealous of my desent into despair.

or is it because i find conrad to be adorable.

STOP CONFUSING ME *wails and clutches hair*

[piecesof-reeses.livejournal.com]

--Sorry for the deletion, I was temporarily blind drunk when I typed up the last comment.--

I was reading through Ryan Ross > Ryan Seacrest because I couldn't remember what I had done about sex in my previous fic (I HAVE A SHORT MEMORY, OKAY) and I realized I had typo-ed bowler hat as BOWLING hat. Jesus fuck. AND SOMEONE DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT IT.

[chaoticallyclev.livejournal.com]

uh...i was sitting in the family room, okay? I had to do a quick scan edit. because, my family was there.

so. um. yeah. That's my excuse. Besides, bowling hats are all the rage now? :D?