Like woah.

IT'S OVER. THANK THE GREEK GODS AND THEIR FUCKING TOGAS.

So yeah--like you guessed. SAT IIs are over, finito, and hell if I don't want to kill myself now.

Meh. Whatever. The rest of the day was lovely. I found my OTL and Platform 9 3/4 within 2 minutes of eachother at a garage sale with legos, then Shaina and Viko and I went to lunch where they abused my OTL by flicking him across the table.

Then I went to the bathroom. When I came back RON WAS GONE. SDFJKLSDjfl. It was tragic. But yeah spent the rest of the day working on projects and eating icecream and watching A Hard Day's Night. 

But the best part to come my darlings.

So after I left Viko's house I was forced to go to one of them indian graduation parties where (you guessed it, everyone is Indian). 


Meghna: La la la la...I ignore other indians and the embarrassing picture of me and a spoon on the wall...I shall read instead about young men with christ complexes and fascination with horses...FUCK.

Because the person who was graduating gets to have everybody read speeches about him. So there was me staring up at the podium with the blood draining from my face.

 ...Guess who it was my lieblings?

Well you won't guess.

DAVID I'M A BILLION TIMES BETTER THAN MARK ZIMAN MURDTER.


*crawls away and hides*

I screamed. People looked at me strangely.

Should I ever come face to face with a House screen writer our dialogue shall go like this...


Meghna: You are a complete and utter wanker with shit for brains--your mother was a two-piece whore which no, doesn't mean that she wore a bikini, but that even STARVING DYING PENNILESS COMMUNIST PEOPLE IN EASTERN EUROPE decided to skip her and go straight to the korean prostitute. Oh yeah. And you suck.

Random Coffee Holding Script Writer: ...

Meghna: You heard me.



In other news....I did absolutely nothing today which felt brilliant, but rather like having an all night binge will mean I'll feel like crap tommorrow. I did however read copious amounts of fic (I do like the word copious) have reaffirmed the fact that I would totally marry Lord Peter Wimsey right here and right now.

Yes.


Also what I love about omniocularis the way that you can pick up any random all story and it's pretty much guaranteed to be quality genfic. (Obviously it has the downside of not having any smut/fluff/ or *I see you Danielle* Professor/Student relationships)


My favorites:

[Adorable]
http://coffee-n-cocoa.livejournal.com/43806.html

http://emiime.livejournal.com/54010.html

[Crazy]

http://community.livejournal.com/omniocular/141341.html#cutid1

http://iamstarmom.livejournal.com/5173.html

http://community.livejournal.com/omniocular/151520.html


[READ]

http://themolesmother.livejournal.com/5762.html#cutid1
omniocular</lj>

Right so...half way in to May. Haven't started my challenge fic...except for this!

Which of course has no relation whatsoever to what I'm writing.


Parchment paper taken from a google paid link. Which I shall shortly replace with my own.

So you know occasionally you find a story which you can't put down, (or in this case your laptop). Which is so engrossing, and so entertaining that when half way through you realize the author hasn't updated in three years you don't give up but still claw your way through till chapter 43.

Such is the story: Blood of Mud, Wing of Bat. 

Honestly, I loathe Hr/D. It's a fine pairing which tends to be horrendously abused by the inexperienced (despite the fact we all know it's the wrong member of the trio), but the story doesn't even have any of that, despite the obvious potential for it. What we have here is interaction pure and simple. 

The plot and background are creative, featuring a ministry which seems so busy with infighting it's a wonder than anything gets done. A set of very believable very iffy side characters, and of course Draco and Hermione.

Hermione is characterized nicely, after being a radical for ten years she got sick of politics and devoted herself to her home life and working as a consultant for (wait for it...) Sybill Trewlaney.

Draco is characterized as wonderfully as well.  You never quite can get a handle on his loyalties, despite feeling huge amounts for pity. He's a strung out torn out man living ever on the edge of paranioa (not without reason), his blood so hyped up on pain killers, battle potions, and sleep drafts that his own Healer laughs at the irony. He's cruel, and calculating, but still endlessly vain, at the same time you're never quite sure about the depth of his evil. 

So. In short, for an interesting take on post-Hogwarts life with brilliant characterization and Hermione as an addicted eavesdropper read: 

http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/whippy/BOMWOB.html

Smurf! Heroes episode was teh love. I mean c'mon Mr. Bennett, and then Isaac...:(...and of COURSE Cute!Hiro and DeathlyEmo!Hiro face off. And I'm so looking forward to next week's, though Nathan is probably going to be an asshole, and Peter is still very attractive emo. I hope Invisible Man a.k.a. The Doctor makes an appearance. OH YEAH and Petrelli Mother is like me aged by 40 years and a complete frigid bitch. I love her. She and Linderman are so shacking up. (If they didn't already) This show is so incestous...

/ramble.


Sorry 'bout that. Pretend that was constructive.

Best thing ever. No really.

http://redscharlach.livejournal.com/120637.html


Screw biology I'm going to be a Mary Sue!

Right so...haven't studied for my math quiz, got a big fat C on the Chem First Trial Test Thing, Haven't studied for History, still got two assignments for History, wrote a really crap story for english, like so crap it makes me shudder...oh yeah and I've got a Yearbook meeting during lunch.

I'm really not me unless I'm diving for a kleenex box, frazzled out of my mind and completely screwed.

Lord.

At least I have Play In A Day :). Maya, we need prostitutes, we really, really, do.

I'm back :). 

Also since I'm in severe withdrawal and a bit depressed yet very happy I will forgive you all. *glares*

BUT OMG HOUSE.

Yeah Shaina. That's right. SDFJLSEDFJ. 

CAMERON YOU GOT SERVED.

I don't know about you lot, but I've been a creative slump pretty much all year--except for two odd weeks which we a frenzy of Norwegian Wood, but beyond that I've gotten less accomplished this year, and of a esser quality then I did two years ago at the age of 13.

So basically, I'm reoppening thescones  there will be prompts every week and challenges occasionally
and I really hope that it'll help with this because it's driving me crazy, and honestly, besides Shaina--no one's
seemed to be particularly prolific either, and, well, c'mon you guys we're writers. Not emo children. This is why we habit el-jay land,
not myspace. 

So er, yes, it's there to help...I've given up forcing you lot to do anything, so I'll just make puppy eyes instead *puppy eyes*. Lincoln and Ben, are of course, *coughs* welcome to join. Though beware. 


I hope to see new writing when I get back. *glares*. School sucks, I know, but this is a type of solace.