the kangaroo communique --> back-up style!

This weekend was crazy. Thank you to all of the ones who experienced it with me, and thank you to those who tried to but ended up wishing that they did. Details go beyond counting. Let's leave it at that.

Woke up wasted with my little brother this morning in order to go do the Registration Tango, which paid off as I generally have all the classes that I want to have. Co-writer hitched a ride home so that we could watch the first three episodes of QAF Season 2 (I ALMOST forgot how good S2 was, even if S3 was my favorite), and now I'm squinting at the dim screen of a laptop running on half-dead battery power wondering what to do next, other than pay for my tuition tomorrow since I was too lazy to do it today.

Checked my mail. There was an e-mail on the English Literature ML for all the majors of the course in Ateneo, talking about raising funds. It started with a bunch of small sob stories on the economic situation of the Philippines. The subject title was "Change the World." When I read through a fourth of it, the only thing that came to mind before I hit the delete button was I wish people wouldn't spam like this.

Yeah. I'm a bitch before I get my doughnuts and tea.

This semester is going to be crazy.

Everything that happened this week cannot begin to be summarized and plugged down into words, so I'm not going to bother. Some of you are already aware of the happenings anyway, so yeah. Kinda pointless to repeat it.

By the way. About last entry. I'm fine now. Yeah. End of story.

Good thing there's no school tomorrow... now that I've finished my latest set of downloads off BoxTorrents (who would've thought I'd be raking in gigs worth of anime and/or boy's love by the day x__X), I can finally focus on things of equal importance. Like fixing my bloody playlist, one folder at a time. Sounds like a plan, I guess.

I would be writing, but I'm feeling kind of lost along that avenue. Must be the heat and all that. Either way, I doubt I'm going to reach the deadline for LO's anthology in time, and that's kind of depressing. Seems like it's taking me longer and longer to put out decent shit nowadays. People tell me that it doesn't matter since the stuff I've been writing as of late has been on a totally different level compared to the older things, but it doesn't fail to disappoint me. I'm strange like that.

Oh. And as my scatter-brained mind decrees, let me change the subject. Fangirlism for Sentou Yousei Yukikaze set aside, I've found myself a new fix in Mirage of Blaze, a TV + OAV set that's based off one of the boy's love "classics" on the scene. The TV episodes were impressive in their own right, but the OAV was an outright blow away... absolutely lovely stuff. Part of me is happy that no one else on the internet seems to have picked it up and tainted it yet. Of course, that also mean that coming across good crack for MoB is next to impossible.

Hou. Been bitchy as hell lately to certain others. Regardless of whether they deserved it or not, I guess it's a clear indication that I need a break. Or maybe it's just too damned hot down here. I don't know. You tell me.

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Somebody make me a layout. Seishirou-san's cute and all, but I think I'm in need of a change of scenery. I'd do it myself, if I actually had Photoshop.

Today was insane. Lots of people cut Japanese class to put the finishing touches on our group exhibit... had to bail out earlier than I would've hoped to take my last long test in Math 11 though. According to the people who stayed behind, sensei came around for like a minute just to take a peep, nod, and walk away.

o______o

On lighter, less academic things, Viva La Troll! came over to the house. Never seen a crazier day since the ladies came around to prepare Lights Out shit. XD

Discovered I actually had a talent for Soul Caliber. My self-confidence when it comes to fighting games has increased by .0001%. That's because Pao-nii and Paul whooped me ass on a few ocassions. Kudos to you both... wouldn't have ever gotten better at that game if I hadn't played against you guys. :p

La la la. Wednesday is Doomsday 1, and Thursday is Doomsday 2. Why? One word: finals.


EDIT: AFTER CHECKING E-MAIL

Congrats, Omni! Episode 3 already!

*skips off to read*

This week has been crazy ever since cousin Nanaki left for Boracay... him taking down jpRO until he got back allowed me to focus on Endtimes in a way that I've never done before. Before Monday I was still midway through 48 -- now I'm cleaning out the kinks in Chapter 50 before I move on to Chapter 51.

jpRO players would understand this drive of mine well enough, I believe. Once the server goes up, nobody's ever going to get anything else done.

Yes.

It's that addictive.

The weather is not helping. Since it's so friggin' hot the moment the sun goes up, conducive work and brain activity only starts at around 8 pm, forcing one to exude all the creative juices that one can until the PC screen goes blurry from exhaustion. >_>

At least summer midterms are over; I had my Math 11 test last night and my orals an hour ago. Weekend's looking bright with the usual meeting on Friday with the ladies looming on the horizon and a potential movie marathon at Glorietta on Saturday. Top that off with no school for election day and a possible follow-up just because of the voting after all that.

Ho-hum. Twenty-three days and counting.