Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé

It's been awhile. In the past (2?3?, I'm going with 3) Three weeks I have:
1)Sat for my Lit Promotional Exams(FAIL D:)
2)Gotten my first byline(in a national newspaper I mean)
3)Pierced my navel
4)Been weirdly ill
5)Been semi-patriotic
There's more but I can't really remember whats happened to me anymore, I fail at life D:
I know everyone's going to assume I was off studying somewhere, but really its more like I burnt this past month watching Tenipuri's Nationals OVA(YAH I LIKE ANIME CANNOT ISIT. And yes, I have been following Prince of Tennis since 04, it's not as bad as it sounds okay, its exciting and Not About Tennis) and on the phone, like 6 hours a day on a school night, and 12 on weekends. Yes, thats why I have those eyebags, not from studying, no not really.

Anyway, have I mentioned how Completely Shitty my previous week has been? It's been terrible, Throat Infection+High Fever, Backstabbing Morons, Malfunctioning Internal Alarm Systems, Difficult Violin Etudes, 'Girl Problems', Emtional Distress, Missing Friends, Literature Promotional Exams, Lying to The Authorities, you know, the usual assorted rubbish. Anyways, I felt better after Sara gave me Men's Pocky(You have to know how ridiculously happy Men's Pocky makes me, this is the best year ever, I've already received Men's Pocky from 5 different people, it's normally just from T, and that's just Best Friend Guilt)

This paragraph is going to degenerate into pointless crap about how much I RABURABU POCKY, Men's Pocky to be specific. Omg, I feel it coming. I love you Pocky-chan, which reminds me, I spent about 20 minutes on the phone with a friend attaching Japanese honorifics to inanimate objects, based on gut feeling and how close we were to an object, whether the object was more girly or or or male, or I don't know, the criteria was pretty vague, but it didn't stop us from yelling and almost hanging up when we couldn't decide whether it was 'Wall-kun' or 'Wall-chan'. I know it seems like I talk about pretty pointless things on the phone, but this was just a lapse, we normally discuss quantum physics(Eh, what is light?) and Hemingway(B0rInG).
I know, I just called Hemingway boring, I'm sorry. I blame my traumatic childhood.

I've been studying with Huimes on Thursday, it is Productive. Isn't it funny how someone you used to Have To See Everyday can just fall out of your life. I hate how life just swallows up the people you care about. i.e. I must see everyone else again soon. But things are just peachy now, "We'll never let this happen again!~" I remember her saying while, uh, totally smashed.
(Have I mentioned how torn up I am with jealousy that you get to do The Great Gatsby? NO FAIR NO FAIR)

I'm not done, but I 46 minutes off schedule already. I will edit and make longer, I PROMISE.
CROSS MY HEART.

Over and Out.