Portfolio Over.
OVER. The last ounce of strength, the
second time awake for 24 hours this week. I fell asleep at work today, and my boss let me off early; I ended up napping for 4 hours. Lately the sorethroat and coldsores have been increasing. But... Oh God. I submitted, and I fear the outcome. Clam and Tony said it only takes around a week or two to get the results up on the wall, and that is so not enough time to give breathe relief. A good number of classmates I'm friends with have applied as well; deep down inside I
know I'm not on par with them, and I don't know if I'll be mentally prepared to know I won't being sailing on the same boat as them. It's hard to stay enthusiastic even when I know I've at least tried.
A little late for Prop 8 rant, but seriously, California. By definition of "traditional" marriage, we mind as well go back to traditional, right? Like, wed for reproduction and not for romance. Like, young girls get wedded and impregnated to death by old men. (That means pedophilia was valid ages ago, huh?) Oops, that means I'm too old to get marry now. HARHAR. Seriously, definition of marriage has evolved
countless throughout the course of history. Just decades ago, inter-racial was considered taboo as well. I'm truly disappointed that the civil movement of
this era, the one this generation's living through, is losing. Granting the happiness of others won't hurt anyone. It's not like het couples are setting good examples to the world
anyways these days. This country should stop being hypocritical and having beliefs dictate the law. If it wants to promote Constitutional, fundamental rights are for everyone, then LIVE IT.
Okay, time for Sheldon's homework... I hate always cramming it last minute. I hate this perpetual cramming in all of my classes in general and how my division of attention to them all is -lately- completely reflecting on the outcome of my assignments. I hate how I was foolish enough to tackle three studio classes plus a writing class (100W), just for the sake of moving faster. (Ironically 100W seems to be the class I'm actually doing well on when I care about it the least) I hate how I get accused of cramming last minute by choice, how I'm not working hard enough, when I'm barely sleeping just to even
complete (not excel on) every assignment when the advisor
said it would be manageable. I hate the reality that they're just merciless.
Now completely off-topic, I extremely LOLed on this. A little belated Halloween spook.
The real face of Marth. (
etherealdark this is for you.) It's been circulated among some of the fansites. If I read one of their diary correctly, it was drawn by the famous fanartist Sui Yumeshima. ♥ I love their depiction of the S-ouji. XD There's a Brawl tournament next Wednesday on campus. I really wanna go but I'm sooooooo out of practice *cries* And there are all the assignments.