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Graduation tiem is not 'til September, but got my results




I thought I should post this in case anybody cares.

I applied for an MA in Creative and Life Writing but if I do not get in as is fairly likely I have to get a job

I have pretty much quit dA. Too much real life going on, also, got bored with the forums. I look at the art of the people I watch and sometimes I lurk in the writing forums, but I just can't be bothered with any others. Used to get my intellectual kicks arguing with random misogynistic cretins and people who can't spell in Complaints, but now I've moved on, knowing they will still be argued with and shamed, as such is the way of the internets. Academics are much more of a challenge! Also I never found ED funny. I think I might have laughed at one page on there at some point, but the rest of the time I was like this: Basically I was never destined to stick around for long...

I would like to still attend devmeets, but social anxiety won't let me. I was okay going to the first one I went to, but the last one I arrived at involved scary panic attacking and stuff before I got there. It's rubbish because dA people are fun to hang out with and not actually all that scary but my body argues otherwise. It's really weird, this thing has hit me with no explanation like when I first got afraid of heights in my early teens. I don't know what to do about it, and I don't really have time to delve into dealing with it at the moment.

Anyway, I need to sleep now!

-E
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P.S. For anyone who also knows `jnc, you should not expect updates from him again ever, he has now ascended to his people's heaven - that's right, he got a job at the Apple store.

It's my birthday, I'm now twenty-one.

So go on, shower me with love!

I am so overwhelmed.

I have so much work to do. Two essays due on the same day, two stories due next week. Argh.

So why am I on dA? Looking for inspiration for the work I have to do. Trying to dig out a Lit News Update out of my journal list in my always massive message centre (Deviant ~CrystalEternity logout | no subscription | 1,914 deviations, 3,287 messages, 37 notes) in the hope that there will be some kind of prompt for some kind of competition that will inspire me.

Bloody hell. I'm doing two writing courses at uni at the moment and it's so difficult because all my ideas are too big for the piddly little word counts we're allowed.

Sigh. Can't they just leave me to get on with my novel(s)? Wah. Overwhelmed.

People who constantly moan about "emos" are as annoying as "emos" themselves.

The only difference between these people and "emos" is that "emos" are whining about their imagined pain, whereas these people are whining about someone else whining about their imagined pain. For Cod's sake, it's gotta stop somewhere. No one has to go on Myspace. Or YouTube. It's not a requirement for living. If they annoy you so much, stop talking about them, you'll only annoy yourself and will then be annoyed at "emos" even more, and so on until someone gets sick of you and commits an act of violence against you.

No, that's not why I'm on hiatus. I'm too busy for deviantART and I can't stand it without a subscription anyway . Hopefully I'll manage to do something competition-win-worthy whilst I'm off and be back all subbed-up. Heehee.




E
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Or whatever other reason you have for celebrating at this time of year. I'm an agnostic, so I'm not really bothered.

YAAAAAYYYY CHRISTMAAAASSS

I kicked some serious arse at Monopoly today. SERIOUS ARSE. I started by buying all the stations, then I had Mayfair so I paid my mum £1000 for Park Lane. Everyone was so poor because of landing on stations that by the time they had the misfortune to land on Mayfair with its lovely little hotel, they were doomed. Har har. In an (or maybe more than one) alternate reality, I am an evil property mogul who loves nothing except the figures on her bank statement. In this reality, I love purple too much, and real £50 notes are not purple, which is a serious failing of money, and causes it to drop several points in the priority list.

I am online as my parents decided to watch Shit, Actually on TV. I think I might go read some more or go play Christmas songs on my keyboard now.