cloverfield

It's been over a year since I updated this. Like whoa. And after attempting and failing to work out the text submission procedure, I have henceforth given up on that. But Egg Belly is still be updated, you just have to go to my ff.net for it, along with my other stuff. My username is the same, so just search me. If you google me, you end up with the movie, which I am yet to see and kind of dreading since the reviews have not been too kind... But I digress. Yay, fanfiction!

I had a blood test on Monday. And now I wait for the results with baited breath. Apparently, no news is good news, but still it sets my teeth on edge to have my ears prick everytime the phone rings and hope that its the lab results if only so I can know what the hell is going on... Also, have three assignments due next week, one due tomorrow and no motivation whatsoever. And mother = making life living hell. (She's not even doing anything. She's just there, and that's enough to get to me...) So my desire to write and continue with my current obsession has dwindled down to nothing... Perhaps a little more than my blood was drawn on Monda

... for a lot of things, actually. It has been: -One year and seven months since I last updated this journal. -One year since my girlfriend moved in with me. -Seven months since I started university. -Three months since I was thrown out and taken back home in two days, and since reached the decision that perhaps my mother's house is not home for me anymore... -One month since I last wrote anything meaningful for my newest piece of work. -One week since I started to plan for my third anniversary this coming Wednesday. -Three days since I last got on a computer. -Three hours, twelve minutes since someone last told me they loved me. So