Its raining, its pouring, the old man 'ain't snoring...
*Yawn* Hm, I haven't made a journal entry in a while... I guess I haven't had much to say.
Anywho, my finals are tomorrow and I should be studying but what the fudge? I've been studying the entire weekend and I'm sick of it. On top of that my entire class and I just waged war with our teacher, who wanted to make us read 'bout half of the Tanach (thats the old testament for the rest of you folks) and make a time line of Isaac's life and all his turning points. Bleh. And she wanted a time line of our lives as well. Excuse my French, but screw you, you crazy teacher! Giving only ONE class such a HUGE assignment before FINALS?! Naturally, we took our case to the principal and now we have a MUCH smaller assignment.
In other news, I got, not one, but TWO new sketchbooks! Wheeeee. Expect giant doodle dumps with the next few months.
Also,

If you are reading this then know that I WILL finish revising my oneshot and I WILL post it! Someday, most likely in a few months though, I'm a hopeless procrastinator.
Cheers,
Pistachio-san
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This is what love was. walking in the rain. sneezing, and never being able to let go.
-A summary to a fanfic, whose link I have lost.
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