At 4:15 PM, later today...I have a portfolio due for my Creative Writing class. And guess what: I haven't done anything for it yet, save for 4 writing pieces out of about 7 needed for the complete portfolio. That's not even counting the "reviews" on readings that I haven't even done yet.

Here's another guess what: I don't think I'll be completing this portfolio. Why? Because I don't care, because I'm not inspired, because my computer's been busted for 3 weeks, because I'm not an English major...

And you know, I don't care. This class really wasn't for me. I like to write for fun, and mostly fanfiction (because I'm a FILTHY, UNORIGINAL WHORE AND I LOVE EVERY BIT OF ME THAT IS, MWAHAHAHA) and this class is mostly about poetry...and not that nice "Dr. Suess or Shakespeare" poetry. This is like...real poetry (lol, like the other two aren't XD) by real cracked out poets who write because they write. Not to express emotions, not to get their word out, not to make money. Because they wanna fuck around with the language (as my Professor constantly says, though not in those words) because they can.

Well...that's not my kind of writing. True, this class opened up my mind to a whole new spectrum of the writing world, but that's not why I write. I write because it's fun. I write because I'm an insatiable fangirl. I write because I want these random stories in my head to form some sort of substance on paper. I don't want to play around with the language, I just wanna use it to get my crazy out.

This class isn't for me. I'm gonna try my best to write at least 3 more pieces for the portfolio and maybe 2 reviews, write up a paper about the theme, and add some of my rant from this journal entry. Yes, I know it's a class. Yes, I know I'm paying for it. But I'm not an English major. I don't want to be. I'm a Music major, and as of next semester a VOCAL PERFORMANCE major. I wanna make something of the vocal music world, not of the writing world (despite what my mother says).

So...sorry, Professor Byrd. I'll be handing in my portfolio 14 hours from now incomplete. You're a phenomenal person with such a creative, open mind. But your class wasn't for me this semester, but thanks for letting me give it a try anyway. :]

Scroll on down, f-list, this is gonna be random venting and whining, unless you really wanna read, then by all means, please do. :D

This isn't going to be a fun week. It's only Sunday, and I'm already dead-tired. On days when I'm not working, I have rehearsal, except today when I had both. And rehearsal time is lengthed with our semester-show coming up and junk and this is seriously the only week I even HAVE work this month (weird, right? well, I have a weird job on campus, lol) and I'm going EVERYwhere. Uptown one day, downtown the next, uptown, downtown, smash my head against the wall town.

And I have a Creative Writing portfolio due this Thursday...and I've barely even thought about it. OR DONE ANYTHING FOR IT. DX

And my computer is still dead, can't really get it fixed for free unless I have the receipt, which is back home. HOME home. Jersey home. Beneath my bed. With that shitty ass mattress (COME ONE, DAD! GET ME A NEW ONE! I'VE BEEN BUGGING YOU FOR OVER A YEAR! DON'T TELL MY YOU DROVE PAST A "SLEEPY'S" AND THOUGHT OF ME! GO IN THE DAMN PLACE!!! DX). So I'm still stuck at the library. For at least another 2-3 weeks. Writing fanfiction. And not for class.

LOL. I really bring about all this shit to myself, don't I? No right to complain, huh? But FUCK IT, I'M COMPLAINING! D:<

BRRRAAAAAHGGG! *dinoSAUR mode* I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND CURL IN A BALL AND GIGGLE OVER RANDOM JUNK AND SEE MY FRIIIIIEEEEEENDS AND MAH HUBBBBZZZ (lol, I like how I single you out, plush. XD) AND MAH BIG SIS WHO COMES HOME FROM VEGAS TO PICK ME UP FROM SCHOOOOOOOOL!!! ONE MOAR MONTH!!!

...

*cries*

This semester needs to end. SOON. /complainy

Curse the man, and curse his "La Boîte à Joujoux" while you're at it because what I just saw was SOOOO DAMN CUTE.

Little children performed a ballet to Debussy's "La Boîte à Joujoux" (trans: The Toy Box) today on campus and it couldn't have been cuter. Really. Especially with André Hellé's illustrations on the projector. GAH, SO CUTE.

Why are we cursing the 19th century composer, you may ask? Because. I have been inspired to write Hetalia fanfiction based on that story. DX

Oh well. That's what Hetalia is for: invading every aspect of life and the world and making it so fangirls will NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT IT. DX

<3

Because I wanted to. QUESTION MEME, from kirkland...

▪ Leave me a comment saying "RAINBOW"
▪ I'll respond by asking you five questions so i can get to know you better.
▪ Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
▪ Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions.

( THIS SHOULD BE FUN, GUYS!!! 8D )

...nothing is better than writing a slash fic in the library. XD

NO, I WILL NOT STUDY! I WILL INSTEAD WRITE PR0NZ WHILE IN THE ROOM WITH DOZENS OF OTHER PEOPLE!!! HA HA HA!!! I AM IN YOUR LIBRARY, INVADING YOUR STUDYING WITH POOOOOORN! XD

EDIT
THIS! ;-;

Poor George. I love you man. DX *buying this, BTW*

Well, at least that guy loved us, but...that's cuz we're fucking sexy...

LOL, the A Capella Competition last night was. AMAZING. Out of the 7 groups who performed, ours was by far one of the best. Well, not by the judges standards, but FUCK, when the First Place group thinks you're gonna win and you don't even place in the Top 3, there's something fishy going on.

But it doesn't matter that we didn't place in the Top 3 (OUTTA 7?! HOLY FUCK!!! DX), because so many people thought we were going to be up there (and when that one bitch-judge claimed the 2nd/3rd place group as the fan-favorite, we thought it was us. SERIOUSLY, the crowd was INSANE when we performed), even the one male judge, who gave us the highest score and actually went up to us to tell us we were phenomenal. THANK YOU! But yeah, it was a blast. We sounded great, we were cheesy as hell with the choreography (which, thankfully, we were scored high on: visuals), and we're fucking hot. XD

If any one wants to see vids of my a capella group from this weekend, I'll post them here once they make it to YouTube. We're quite awesome and we performed the following songs at the Competition:

- Hit 'Em Up (Oops) by...someone, Iunno...
- Battlefield by Jordin Sparks
- Poker Face by Lady Gaga
- I'll Be There by The Jackson 5
- Alone by Heart

Another Epic Weekend in 2009. Best Year Ever? It might just be! :D

...there's nothing worse than scrolling through your f-list and seeing new doujin downloads...

...and knowing you can't download them. DX

CURSE YOU, BUSTED HARD-DRIVE! CURSE YOU LIBRARY COMPUTERS! AND CURSE YOU, PUBLIC AREAS! Dammit...

I should really call in to get my computer fixed, lol. But...I'm just so damn busy this week, I can barely think of doing it. Going to Oyster Bay, Long Island this weekend for an a capella competiton. WISH MY GROUP LUCK! We're singing Poker Face and I'm not a Lady Gaga fan but HO'SHIT is it the coolest thing to sing. And do the robot to. SO AWESOME.

...now I have a Kanji quiz. XD

HEY GUYS! 8D

So, I wrote a "poem" for my Creative Writing class today: it was about Prussia. <3

Now, the reason I'm posting it here is because I want some [dumb] advice. Although it's not really a Hetalia fanfic, I still make some slight references/personifications (such as "younger brother" i.e. Germany), so I want to know if it'd be a good idea to cross-post onto hetalia or not. Just let me know.

ALSO, let me know what you think of the poem. :3

( And the Black Eagle Soars )

Another note: for our next portfolio, we're supposed to have an underlying theme and after reading this today, someone asked me if my theme was "the fall of Prussia" and I said no, BUT...what if it WAS?!

You guys think I should be a bigger Hetalia dork than I am now and do it? :D

Matt [my computer] has once again decided to crap out on me. BUT IN A DIFFERENT WAY, THIS TIME.

So, I'm at the library, snagging a computer to tell you that...I won't be on for an undetermined amount of time. And you know what sucks? I JUST WROTE THE NEXT CHAPTER TO MY US/UK FIC AND I WAS GONNA PROOFREAD AND POST IT TODAY. DX And now I can't. *sniff sniff*

Hopefully, this issue won't destroy my memory (but it's an operating system issue, so...Iunno. LOL, being technology-illiterate SUCKS!) so I can fix it up once Matt, or Gretchen, now that it's being a bitch returns from the grave.

WELL! Later guys. Hope you all had a great weekend. I'm gonna go raid the library's history section now, lol, and return to my dorm to play Paper Mario. XD

PEACE!

Today. Has been epic. AND I'M NOT EVEN IN COSTUME! But I don't need a costume for an epic day...well, maybe, BUT STILL. EPIC THINGS ARE EPIC!

( And here's why... )

So...that's what I neede to share with you today. My life is slowly being eaten away by Himaruya: it's all a conspiracy, too. He wants to be immortal, so he's feeding off the energy of fangirls. AND I SUPPORT HIS CAUSE!!!