CleBooNoWriMo status update, Day 1:

Current word count = 219

V. bad. But I did actually do something, so I guess it's better than nothing.

Also, I'm working on finishing two essays due tomorrow morning, in the hopes that I don't flunk out of university. Which would be v. V. bad. *pout*

I saw Twilight tonight. I've been nervous about it. I didn't think I would like it. I was a huge fan of the books, up until Breaking Dawn came out and ruined them for me. So I like to pretend the story ended before the epilogue in Eclipse and that works for me.

I did like the Twilight movie, though. RPatz is love, even if he's prettier in real life than the make-up people made him for the film. Also: Bella's "Dracula nightmare/sex dream" should definitely have been the cover shot for EW a couple months back, instead of the truly hideous shot they ended up using. Ugh. But yeah, I'll be going again. ^___^

On another couple notes:

-I sprained my ankle on Friday night as I was going down the stairs at the entrance at my uni's winter formal. Such a shame, I looked gorgeous and then I ended up spending the whole night at the hospital. 'Least I was the prettiest person in the waiting room. And on the subject of waiting, I was waiting at the hospital until fucking 7 AM and all I got was a "go home and put ice on it". Could have killed someone, honestly.

-Someone called me a "fucking dyke" today. I have never been so close to punching someone in the face without actually hitting them. Admittedly, I am bisexual, but that asshat didn't know that, he was just saying it as an insult b/c I called him a moron for dissing gays. Grr. Asshat.

I dislike being busy. I really do.

I also dislike directing, but I suppose I brought it on myself for choosing the Scottish play. Blah.

I am so close to quitting my job that it isn't funny. Which is too bad, b/c I do enjoy it, I just don't have a lot of time for it. *is sad*

Okay, so, I've spent the past few days watching Doctor Who. I just finished series 2 earlier today and I wanted to take this opportunity to say that I don't think that there will ever come a day when the last ten minutes of Doomsday doesn't make me bawl my eyes out. Just... yeah.

I'm skipping class WAY too often these days. I'm going to fail everything. Gah.