Today every student in our physiology unit was e-mailed and told that the lecture was essential, so they’d better all turn up. We filled up the lecture theatre, and our head of unit waltzed in and put on a documentary on the digestive system, which is the area that we’re studying right now.
The documentary contained a lot of footage that could be considered a little gross, including ‘graphic’ footage of keyhole surgery, clips of scientists analysing fecal matter, and the inside of a digestive system (thanks to some guy swallowing a miniature camera).
Our professor sat up the back of the theatre and laughed her head off as more and more students left with every new scene. At the end of the hour, there were only thirteen of us left. She stood up, told us that we were the ‘strong ones’, and gave us a list of journal articles for our assignment, effectively reducing the research process by almost three hours.
I sat on the tram home and laughed until I was in tears.
My laptop won’t turn on, and I was just told by three different places that it’d be cheaper to buy a new one than to fix it.
I think I’m going to go home and cry.
I told myself that I wouldn’t cry.
That stupid chapter had BETTER be a bloody April Fools’ prank!
According to my mother, I shouldn’t have a problem making her phone calls because introverts don’t exist, so there’s no way that I could be introverted.
Sometimes I get a story idea and am desperate to write it out, but it’s just not quite ready yet; I don’t know how to make it work properly, and it ends up feeling incomplete.
Then there are those rare occasions when a huge idea suddenly manifests itself, but I don’t feel quite ready to write it yet, and I’m just walking around with this story making me feel like I’m going to burst. It fills me up until I think I’m going to explode, but for some reason my mind just isn’t ready to type it out.
THE MALEFICENT SEVEN IS RELEASED IN THREE DAYS HERE! I AM UNCONTROLLABLY EXCITED ABOUT THIS!
Come on, who DOESN’T want more Tanith?
I’m legit crying
I just found a bunch of drawings of Bleach OCs from my otaku-almost-weeb phase
I think that I’m just going to curl up in bed and forget that today ever happened.
I’m just so sick of being the fat, ugly failure.
The anime is the original storyline, with the manga based off it. You can find the manga on mangareader.net.
Is it a continuation of the plot or what?
Um, I’ve only read bits of the manga. It looks like it explores the characters’ adventures in the ‘afterlife’ before Otonashi turned up (before the events in the anime). It’s written by different people, and while it’s pretty good, I still prefer the anime.
Oh, I just realised that I may not have thanked some people who have followed me recently! Sorry - I usually just check what’s changed whenever my follower count on the side of my dashboard changes. It’s stayed the same for the past week or so, and it turns out that in that time I lost a few followers and gained the same amount. My e-mails haven’t been loading for a while now, so I can’t check that way either. So, sorry if I haven’t thanked you!
Thanks for following me!
My tumblr has FOUR HUNDRED PAGES.
I thought that it might be about one hundred and fifty.
Nope. FOUR HUNDRED EXACTLY.
Just one of those days…
I HAVE NOT LOST THE ABILITY TO WRITE TO A DEADLINE!