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everlastingsoul) wrote2007-05-28 02:37 am
everlastingsoul) wrote2007-05-28 02:37 am
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A few things...
First off, I got the internship offer. Only took nine weeks. Yeow. I just need stuff in writing. I'm giddy at the idea that I'll be getting security cards, an ID badge, and all that swanky big corporation stuff. >_> Thank you to everyone that's wished me luck or congratulated me in some way. ^^
We're not moving out of the apartment. Well, as a family, we decided on that. I need to talk to management on Tuesday to see if we can extend our lease a few months while my internship is in effect. If I get a full-time position, I'll probably end up moving in September.
We went to dim sum and then bouldering (read: rock climbing without needing equipment) today. It took the entire day, but I guess I had fun. I'm pretty sure my upper torso (arms especially) is going to hurt like hell tomorrow. I couldn't even do things that required clenching my hands, like opening bottles or boxes. If I was more fit, I think I'd like climbing, though.
I'm gonna be going home between the end of class and graduation. I need to learn how to drive. Sigh.
Kingdom Hearts has eaten my brain. I've been slowly building the foundations of another fanfic (another epic, natch) with a big old AU stamp on it. I've written enough of it to come to the conclusion that I suck at writing Axel. Lovely.
Speaking of KH fanfics, there's also inspiration for Zexion vs. Albert Silverberg. Oh dear, oh dear.
"I don't have anything you could want."
"You do."
The young man near the entrance could not have been any older than him; his face appeared younger, but his expression was that of cold maturity. For a moment, Albert could not help but compare himself to the stranger.
"And what is that?" He hated asking questions in this fashion. He had already been robbed of control of the situation, and asking questions was an admission to the fact.
"You appear intelligent. You may answer that for yourself eventually."
When the stanger spoke longer sentences, it was easier to tell there was no inflection in his voice. Emotionless. In the semidarkness, Albert could see this lips curl in something akin to a smile. Even the smile seemed dead of feeling.
He could not read his capturer. It was disconcerting.
We're not moving out of the apartment. Well, as a family, we decided on that. I need to talk to management on Tuesday to see if we can extend our lease a few months while my internship is in effect. If I get a full-time position, I'll probably end up moving in September.
We went to dim sum and then bouldering (read: rock climbing without needing equipment) today. It took the entire day, but I guess I had fun. I'm pretty sure my upper torso (arms especially) is going to hurt like hell tomorrow. I couldn't even do things that required clenching my hands, like opening bottles or boxes. If I was more fit, I think I'd like climbing, though.
I'm gonna be going home between the end of class and graduation. I need to learn how to drive. Sigh.
Kingdom Hearts has eaten my brain. I've been slowly building the foundations of another fanfic (another epic, natch) with a big old AU stamp on it. I've written enough of it to come to the conclusion that I suck at writing Axel. Lovely.
Speaking of KH fanfics, there's also inspiration for Zexion vs. Albert Silverberg. Oh dear, oh dear.
"I don't have anything you could want."
"You do."
The young man near the entrance could not have been any older than him; his face appeared younger, but his expression was that of cold maturity. For a moment, Albert could not help but compare himself to the stranger.
"And what is that?" He hated asking questions in this fashion. He had already been robbed of control of the situation, and asking questions was an admission to the fact.
"You appear intelligent. You may answer that for yourself eventually."
When the stanger spoke longer sentences, it was easier to tell there was no inflection in his voice. Emotionless. In the semidarkness, Albert could see this lips curl in something akin to a smile. Even the smile seemed dead of feeling.
He could not read his capturer. It was disconcerting.