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Oct. 3rd, 2003 06:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruidAm glad it's Friday. Very, very glad it's Friday.
I got my tests back Wednesday; 95% on the Computers test, and something close to that on the PoliSci. Not that I was worried. I mean, it's a bad sign for your education, good sign for your grade, when you're taking a test and you're bored, isn't it?
I've had my nose in Star Wars books all week- I once swore I'd stop reading the New Jedi Order, but I think it's getting better. They've paired off some people in ways I like (as of halfway through Rebel Stand, anyway), and the bad guys are actually interesting for once.
This has bad side effects, though. I was inspired by something I read, opened a Word file- and what came out was the start of a Gillian Skywalker story. Most of you, with the exception of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bohemienne and kittybot haven't known me long enough to remember these, but they're SW stories about an original character who I used to roleplay, and very ocasionally still do.
I swore I'd never write another one, but... well, I'm having fun here, so I thought, you know, why the hell not?
The problem I had with the Gilly stories relates back, more than I think I'd like it to, to my ex-boyfriend, Adam. One of his characters was Gillian's husband, and the two characters were pretty much inseperable. Like if other characters in game talked about great romances of the era, you didn't hear about Han Solo & Princess Leia (maybe partly because we never really had a Han, and another ex killed Leia), you heard about Gillian Skywalker and Duelist Sentri.
And then Adam decides, he's probably never going to play with us again- or, you know, whatever, and he kills Duelist.
Well, okay, fine. Fine for me. Not so good for Gilly, who pretty much had a nervous breakdown.
Thinking back on it I have to wonder at his motives. I don't really care, you understand. This is the guy who still isn't speaking to me because I didn't have the psycic ability to know his stepfather had died before I yelled at him for not doing something he said he'd do.
Men.
And now, we're off to school. Yay.
I got my tests back Wednesday; 95% on the Computers test, and something close to that on the PoliSci. Not that I was worried. I mean, it's a bad sign for your education, good sign for your grade, when you're taking a test and you're bored, isn't it?
I've had my nose in Star Wars books all week- I once swore I'd stop reading the New Jedi Order, but I think it's getting better. They've paired off some people in ways I like (as of halfway through Rebel Stand, anyway), and the bad guys are actually interesting for once.
This has bad side effects, though. I was inspired by something I read, opened a Word file- and what came out was the start of a Gillian Skywalker story. Most of you, with the exception of
bohemienne and kittybot haven't known me long enough to remember these, but they're SW stories about an original character who I used to roleplay, and very ocasionally still do.I swore I'd never write another one, but... well, I'm having fun here, so I thought, you know, why the hell not?
The problem I had with the Gilly stories relates back, more than I think I'd like it to, to my ex-boyfriend, Adam. One of his characters was Gillian's husband, and the two characters were pretty much inseperable. Like if other characters in game talked about great romances of the era, you didn't hear about Han Solo & Princess Leia (maybe partly because we never really had a Han, and another ex killed Leia), you heard about Gillian Skywalker and Duelist Sentri.
And then Adam decides, he's probably never going to play with us again- or, you know, whatever, and he kills Duelist.
Well, okay, fine. Fine for me. Not so good for Gilly, who pretty much had a nervous breakdown.
Thinking back on it I have to wonder at his motives. I don't really care, you understand. This is the guy who still isn't speaking to me because I didn't have the psycic ability to know his stepfather had died before I yelled at him for not doing something he said he'd do.
Men.
And now, we're off to school. Yay.
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Date: 2003-10-03 08:00 am (UTC)What very silly times. But fun, occasionally.
Congrats on the awesome test scores! I wish I could get stuff like that in my Engineering School classes :/
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Date: 2003-10-12 10:36 am (UTC)