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Progression of events, 'Waiting the Dawn'. Writing romance is difficult when one of your characters is locked in a glass room under constant surveillence. I fight the constant urge to kill off Kendall because he keeps getting in the way.
Have gotten the hang of making icons now, I think. Unfortunatly I've also grown obsessed with making them, so this is gonna get worse, not better.
Forgot my school binder this morning, and Mom was nice enough to run it out to me before math. Serious panic attack when I realized I didn't have it fifteen minutes before Biology. Cut out of class real quick after 8:00 to call her, then ran to meet her at the curb between Bio and math.
Am very glad it's Friday, and that I have a three day weekend.
Throat is killing me; I blame this on smoke in the air from a major junkyard fire. I will not be sick. Refuse to be.
Have gotten the hang of making icons now, I think. Unfortunatly I've also grown obsessed with making them, so this is gonna get worse, not better.
Forgot my school binder this morning, and Mom was nice enough to run it out to me before math. Serious panic attack when I realized I didn't have it fifteen minutes before Biology. Cut out of class real quick after 8:00 to call her, then ran to meet her at the curb between Bio and math.
Am very glad it's Friday, and that I have a three day weekend.
Throat is killing me; I blame this on smoke in the air from a major junkyard fire. I will not be sick. Refuse to be.
