Christmas break is ending in...four days, I suppose.
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I just realized I spent my whole vacation time staying in bed and forum-ing and GIMP-ing.
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I just realized that I haven't started on my homework, too.
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Crap.

So I've been going out with friends a lot lately.
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EFFYEAH, I HAVE A SOCIAL LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE, WOOOOOOO I WANNA SWEAR SO MUCH RIGHT NOW I AM SO PROUD OF MYSELF.
And guess what? I have another entrance exam this Sunday! Are you beginning to see a pattern in this? 'Cause I sure as hell am.

...Of course I didn't study. Duh.

:le shot'd:

NO, SRSLY. I SHOULD REALLY LEARN HOW TO FOCUS ON MY STUDIES. DAMN IT ALL.
Maybe it's because I might be slightly addicted to the Almighty Internet. Maybe it's because I might be a little ADD.


Did I mention that all I did last night was memorize the lyrics of "Super Bass"?

Pretty word, no? Like "dollface," but Spanish-ish.

So I just thought how cool it would be if, whenever you plugged earphones or headphones or something into your laptop, it would immediately go to your preference of volume. It would feel like your beloved laptop, which you often dote on and adore, really does care about you after all.

♥

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Random thought is random thought. I won't lie; it's...1 AM (WHUT.) and I had my first taste of cocaine and, dear Lord, is it the best thing I've ever tasted.

Life's been...hard. Slightly difficult. Lots of problems here and there, but not so much that I have an irrepressible urge to end my life.

Life's been hard, I suppose.

Not that I'm not having fun.

I've been quite active recently, I don't even know. It's as if time is passing me by. Whenever I look back, a feeling of nostalgia hits me like whoa and then I start wondering how I ended up here, start thinking of how much I had changed and how much I have grown. I begin to think of how everything around is changing bit by bit, and how I'm sort of terrified by it. It's just...it's an unexplainable feeling. It can't be expressed in mere words. Or maybe it can, but as of now, I am unable to convey it due to lack of experience in the written word.
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I don't even know.
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Maybe I should try writing a fic again.

I have another entrance exam for one of the top three universities in my country in...two hours, approximately. And guess what? I didn't study.

Yep.

Ohhh yeeeeaaaaaah.

And guess what I did last night? That's right, I read yaoi instead of studying the laws of cosines. Urgh. I hope I pass--NO, I'M A HOPELESS CAUSE, I KNOW.

So today, I auditioned for a part in our school's Herodotus Club Tableau. It's something like a bit of a play. Ish.
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Alright. I utterly failed my audition. I was speaking too loudly and running all over the place and panicking and I even forgot what I was supposed to say. But strangely enough, I don't feel disappointed or regretful. I feel...quite fine actually. I mean, yeah.

Maybe it was because I wasn't really that interested in the first place. Or maybe it's because I was so crushed that I had lost the ability to show my despair.

I don't even know. Oh wells. There's always next time anyways.

You could say that becoming a fan of AkuRoku is a life-changing experience for me. Thanks to all the brilliant writers, I am able to read tons of wonderful fanfiction, which not only satisfied my cravings, but also taught me unforgettable lessons and made me strive to become a better writer.

Someday, I hope I will reach the ranks of those great authors. They would definitely not know it, but it's because of their writing that I want to be more than just another fan. I want to inspire others with my writing, just like how they inspired me.

Someday, I will achieve that. Someday.

Title: Perfect Two
Pairing: Axel/Roxas
Rating: T (just to be safe...you know)
Warnings: (Possible)Grammatical errors (it's 1 AM, please forgive me). 830-word drabble. Yaoi, a.k.a. boy-on-boy stuff. Some language. A pretty suggestive intro. Cheesiness. Crack-ish-ness. Total and utter OOC-ness.
Summary: “What would you say if I said you were the apple to my pie?”
A/N: Uhm. Uh...uh. I can explain. Okay, maybe I can't, it's just...uh. I don't know why I wrote it either. -hides in the hole of shaaame- I'll write something better eventually, I promise.
I just realized how much of a prequel this seems to be to "Sunday Morning." Curiouser and curiouser.
Inspiration: Perfect Two by Auburn

Disclaimed. The song "Perfect Two" isn't mine either.



( we're all we need )

Title: Sunday Morning
Pairing: Axel/Roxas
Rating: T (only for language though, since I'm a total sissy when it comes to writing anything smut-ish)
Warnings: Amateur writing. 500-word drabble. Yaoi, a.k.a. boy-on-boy stuff. A bit of language. Cheesiness. Read at your own risk.
Summary: Axel wouldn't have it any other way.
Inspiration: Sunday Morning by Maroon 5

Disclaimed.



( someday it would bring me back to you )