Who?

Yeah. University is being pretty alright right about now. I have the schedule from hell (though I'm sure other people have it worse), and in all honesty U of T's facilities are old, concrete, and are about as awe-inspiring as a tire in the city dump... but the rest of everything else is nice! I seem to have lucked out with my professors, more or less; most of them are nice/understandable (except for this one guy subbing for my Calc prof who speaks in the most incomprehensible European accent that has ever met my ears). Tutoring companies are running around like mad right now, trying to sucker us in, but honestly who are they kidding? The professors THEMSELVES told me to stay the fuck away, so I plan to do so. That, and one of the math tutors' supposed 'Holy Grail' of study guides was nothing more than a Kinkos'd stack of papers that were written, for the most part, in some sort of glyphic dialect of English that I could not read at all, PLUS it only covered differential calculus (you know, the stuff I did with Will over the summer?). Yeah, super lame. They throw around scare tactics shamelessly, too. Seriously, they need to get jobs.

Also, I gots mah new laptop today. It's super-smooth, and it has this pressure-sensitive button so that if you just TAP it, it ejects the disc. I've never felt so slick. Just... bip, and it slides right out! Aw, man. Soon, it'll start TALKING to me in some deranged, disjointed female voice professing her enthusiasm for my success and subsequent death.

Yeah. In other news, I seem to have lost the capacity to do anything artistic, period, at all at ALL, up to and INCLUDING writing (which makes me cry bile in sadness), so don't expect to see stuff on here soon. I have a suspicion that, in the basement of the Lash Miller Chem Labs, there's an evil black mage casting an AoE spell that stifles the ability for Life-Sci students to create anything other than new permutations of organic molecules. Evil shit. WELL, I have Holy and Firaga, so we'll see who's laughing when he feels my FIERY PURGATION. >

And yeah, Environment & Toxicology is looking increasingly appealing to me, just so ya know (it's, lyk, SOOOOOoooOOOOOooooOOO marketable! =^_^= ).

More as it develops (get it? I'm in Life Sci? Developmen... oh, fuck you guys.)

Yeah. In case you were wondering about the suspicious appearance-then-disappearance of that deviation just there... The next day, after I posted it, I hated it so much I was clawing my journal and snapping at my family. So yeah. It's gone poof until I fix it. I've already got a lot more written, too.

EEZ NAAIIICE. I (almost) got lost in the Met 'cause there was this really pretty painting which EXACTLY matched my visualization of the setting, so I sat in front of it rewriting the opening of the story (to make it not suck) and then my family moved on and when I looked up they were, like, TEN ROOMS AWAY. -_-

Yeah, anyway. It'll be back.

ADDENDUM: American T.V. is the most hilariously bad shit I have ever seen. Like... I'm watching the food network right now. FAT. TEXAN. LADY. HOSTING. It's AMAZING. I feel like I'm having my brain drawn out of my skull through a syringe.

OKAY. So in the boys' bathroom on the third floor someone wrote:

COCK <3

Then some smart-ass started going like THIIIIS:

Well, I forget the process. But somehow he ended up with this:

0 < 3/(C^2)(K)

WHICH WENT TO:

C < 1/√K

Clearly the boys at Northern are RETARDED. I mean SERIOUSLY, GIBBERINGLY RETARDED.

Clearly COCK <3 rearranges to:

(C^2)K < 3/0

OH SHI

What the HELL?

So yeah, I've already gotten a lot of early acceptances. Four universities, five programs. But I won't gloat. There are more important things.

Like the Team of People! Still no sign of ToP over the horizon... Leah, when you get the chance, send the script of what you HAVE, and I'll get to work, mm? Oh, and I'll draw character art once I remember how to draw again. >_> *resisting temptation to be self-depricating*

Oh, what else, I'm sure there was something.

Oh, right, John Simm is amazing. Like, actually.

Hmm... No, nothing else, really:

$TO DO!
- Work augh
- Watch The Mighty Boosh/Fourth Doctor
- ToP art!
- Moar work
- Kill Ms. Swales.

Alright, I think I'm good.

~FRIENDS!


<3 <3

ALERT: DEVIANTART GOT HIT BY THE UNFUNNY STICK

Seriously. Mudkipz? >_>

Yes, that. Thanks to Leah, I'll have to learn how to draw like a NOT FAILURE again. Which will be a significant improvement from what I used to draw like, additionally.

I authorize y'all to rip my art to shreds, lest it be unfitting for the uproarious fun that is...

THE TEAM OF... people...?

To those who don't know, The Team of People (ToP) is a webcomic-comic-thing that Leah and I originally conceived in Media Studies for a sitcom. It just so happens that it's hilarious. So we're comicking it. LIKE A PINE MARTEN.

In case you didn't already know.

Also, how completely mismatched is the 'apprehensive' emoticon? Seriously.




It was a triumph...