By a piece of fanfiction. It's Harry Potter, post-Deathly Hallows, and it's so good and so sad and jesus. It made me cry. Let me reinflect that: it made me cry. (There were mitigating circumstances. I was listening to the soundtrack of The Land Before Time while reading it. Still.)
Anyway. It's here, it's called End of the Line and it's awesome, ( Read more... )

World piece, obviously.
But also a printer that worked.

The past week, in three different classes, the professor asked his or her audience if this or that particular story/movie/myth resonated with them on an emotional level. If any of us knew about the agony of love, or if we could imagine being apart from a lover for that long, how that would feel.
I did not like this. I come to class to learn about ( Read more... )

I fear I may have overstacked on my study load.
It might just be first day jitters.
Nevertheless I'm going ashsfkwekwlsjaha

But at least I have comics. Avengers: the Children's Crusade, hell's yeah!

Eep

I am moving my stuff to a bigger room in the house. After walking back and forth and trafficking my books (too many to count) and my rather impressive comic collection (really too many to count), I went and transferred my wardrobe.
Two things you need to know about this:

• I really do have lots of awesome clothing.
• I have twenty-one scarves. Yes. 21. ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I wonder if I spend too much time in my own head.

Sometimes, I wish my mind were less one-track.

While I'm off to Girona/Barcelona to find my very own Alejandro.
Or Fernando.
Or Roberto.
I'm not particularly picky.

Book Read: Cell, by Stephen King.

Cue 6 hours of giggling. And an attention span with all the resolve of a rubber band.
Also, fun with turning lights on! And off! And on! And off!

My sister and her boyfriend did see stuff. Jealous. My sister at one point declared I looked like a martian, on account of my pink/purple/green skin; her boyfriend spent an hour entranced by kaleidoscopic ( Read more... )

Here's why I watch soccer (Spain's gotta beat Paraguay, just gotta)


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My soap is on summer hiatus. Let me tell you why it is awesome:

Yesterday: after having taken a nasty fall in the shower and a subsequent removal of bone splinters from her brains, it looked as if things were going to be a-okay with the girl who used to have a crush on her father! But alas, a dangerous unspecified hospital bacteria has ravaged her ( Read more... )