[mood| cranky]
[music| Imogen Heap - Goodnight and Go]

( Way to start the morning )

Okay so my summer school is finally done and over with (my last test was 20 questions none of which I could answer. That burned). And now my time will be composed of my summer homework for school (Moby Dick essay wtf) and juggling family issues as well as reviewing all my summer school work so I don't up and drop it like third period Spanish.

I've opted to make my entires short. Minus the LJ cuts. As if anybody reads them anyway.

Oh yeah and thanks to howsockgothappy for replying to my cry for a beta last post. I'll think about it, you seem cool (it's just that right now I've been so wiped out I don't have much of anything for you to read yet). =D

Lagging on the fics. I know. I know. (It's okay lilalohari. Take your time on your art too. I still have to catch up XP).

Maybe I should go online more often?

I FINISHED TRINITY BLOOD (THE ANIME). ( Cue rant here )

Well. It certainly wasn't as good as I thought it'd be. Though the beautiful people make me squirm.

Cousins and relatives coming tomorrow! It's gonna be crowded here. XD

Project Runway last night = omglove.

OKAY USA. ♥

[mood| excited]
[music| The Click Five - Catch Your Wave]

So...FINALS ARE OVER HA.

That means more fics. Soon. After some well needed R&R.

And...I joined maleficium_rpg. You know because, it's a pretty unique idea (everybody's swapped GENDERS ha) and kind of cute and nice and yeah. I like Harry Potter. Nothing wrong with that. (I actually want to rewatch GoF on DVD...I think I'll get it soon along with Gangs of New York. As if I haven't watched the latter 24809 times already. I just love it so much. And what better way to start off summer than that?)

After the piano recital competition thing next Saturday, I'll be good. Even with summer school. Gah.

[mood| crushed]
[music| The Veronicas - Nobody Wins]

Done with APUS and English Finals today. Result? I feel kind of...lighter. But not much. And my teeth hurt.

But that's not the point.

And this is going to sound dumb and young and - kind of human. This is LJ. I'm allowed to snit and snarl.

See, say for example you have a (real life, not online) friend with whom you've been the closest of close to for a real long while. But now that time's passed and secrets are found out and familiarized, accepted, whatever, it seems like the relationship is waning. Waning in a bad way. Waning like the Northern Americans were to the end of Reconstruction in the South after the Civil War - the overall feeling of: "I just don't care anymore. Bye." Nobody did anything wrong though. No stimulus really. But hey, you two were everything to each other. Back then.

So. What would you do? Should you just...let it go? Shrug and say the same thing? "Sure, whatever. Moving on." I mean, is it easy like that? I'm curious. Because it hurts kind of. Kind of.

When I care for someone, I love too much, too hard. Is this bad?

In short:

Dear society and your peoples,

You drive me crazy. Gee. Thanks.

Totally not yours,

Jaise

Which Character Are You? Find out Here!

Hey, whaddaya know.

ONE MORE WEEK and finals will be over. Then, the fun will start. Watch me swarm LJ that day. Just watch.

NEW FIC. SOON. PROMISE....AFTER FINALS. GAH.

Hey, did you know Czechoslovakia became a republic on my birth date?

Does it ever irk you when somebody else has the same exact default icon as you do? Nevermind. I'm just messed up in the head.

God, I miss London.

If somebody ever told you that writing was easy, somebody lied.

In layman's terms, I have never had this much trouble with a fic before. I can barely get past the first page coherently and everything is in bits and pieces (albiet: big paragraphs though. Just ones that don't seem to connect with good transitions). I'm completely disappointed with the things I'm churing out though while struggling today I think I might be going somewhere (a retarted somewhere maybe) although it's now completely deviating from what I had originally planned. I hate it when this happens. Because then I have to mull over the idea for a while and wait for it to ferment before cooking and serving. You know what I mean? No, maybe not.

Have you realized that I'm a totally OCD, completely obsessive perfectionist? If you haven't, you probably live on Mars. Or some other arbitrary planet. Like Pluto. Which is even better because it's not even an actual planet. It's like, a rock.

So. I was going to promise a fic next posting. I might be able to keep that promise but then again, chances are, I might not either. It's not easy, people.

But I love it. Heaven knows I do. ♥

I just don't love the self-inflicted torture usually involved all that much.

This person is my hero. *__* AHH MAH GAD

In other news.

Upcoming Fic: (10%)-ish
Finals Studying (in general): (50%)-ish

Got a new blowdryer!

I CAN FIT 10 GRAPES IN MY MOUTH AT ONE TIME HA. NIIICE.

Ah boy. Today when I was blow drying my hair, the blow-dryer blew up (okay actually it more like popped) on me and started to smoke. Now I smell like burnt plastic. And I need a blow-dryer (like heck I'm going to touch that thing ever again. It'll take out my eye next).

But I've been writing (a little). We'll see what comes out - either something good and worthy of a beer fest or something bad enough to shove me off a cliff (kids, don't try this at home. It may be hazardous to your health and overall well being).

Also. Interestingly enough, I think if I was a guy, I'd probably be Bi. Hm.

Yeah, posting again. But I can't help it because this is just so hilarious and wrong.