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I'M GOING TO DIE. MY SUNBURN ITCHES LIKE A MOTHER--

HELP

THIS IS THE WORST

I JUST WANT TO SLEEP

I HAVE WORK TOMORROW AND I WANT TO TEAR MY SKIN OFF

EDIT: APPARENTLY I NEED PEPPERMINT OIL

DEAR GOD SOMEBODY GET ME SOME PEPPERMINT OIL BEFORE I DIE I'M DYING KILL ME NOW
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Hi guys! I've been intensely busy with a bazillion things and I'm so used to rushing around day after day that I literally don't know what to do with myself now that I have the weekend and I don't have a million errands to run or EMT class to go to or working for my prof to clean slides and whatnot. It's actually dangerous to have so much time to think about things.

Here's a prime example:

I woke up this morning and texted good morning to my girlfriend. She didn't respond, but this is standard procedure since I figured she'd sleep until 12:00 or so. I made myself a leisurely breakfast of eggs in a basket. It's quite literally the only thing I can reliably make. Even then I burned the edges of one of them. But it was still delicious, so there you are. I then judiciously decided to do my laundry because, upon occasion I rather enjoy pretending that I'm actually an adult. So anyway, I packed up my EMT book to study while I waited for my clothes to be done, dragged my hamper, detergent, and dryer sheets (with lavender) to the laundromat and got all my stuff into the wash. Then I sat down and opened my book, determined to study like a good little student instead of assuming (as I usually do) that I know everything already (which I do. Probably. Like 80% or the material, maybe. Whatever, I have Monday to study, too.) I was about a chapter in when I realized it was 1:00 and my girlfriend had yet to respond. How unlike her, I thought. I played around on Restaurant Story (my Seafood Paella had another two hours to go) and then went back to my book. At 1:20, after reviewing the scope of duty of a basic EMT, I put the book down again. I was remembered a story one of our instructors had told us last Thursday about a man who had gone into severe respiratory distress in the night and nobody had found him until after he was long dead.

Then the thought struck me: ... What if my girlfriend's dead? And nobody knows it because she sleeps with her door closed and it's Sunday so her mother and brother might just think she's sleeping in but then what if she's actually suffocating orsomethingandOhGod,Ihavetocallherrightnowtofindoutorelseshemightdieandisitpossibletosendanambulancetoherhouseeventhoughweliveindifferentcounties?

So I called her and woke her out of a very sound sleep just to make sure she wasn't dead.

She wasn't.

My conclusion is that I need something else to pass the time or else I'll be calling her every five minutes to make sure she's not dead. And when I'm not doing that, I'll be worrying about how my heart will probably explode because I'm pre-hypertensive. I'm just anxious like that. Please don't judge me (much).

Anyway, I decided that a healthy outlet would be to get a tumblr and do as many sit-ups as I could until I got tired.

TLDR: I got a tumblr: o-ohhai.tumblr.com

I also don't know how to use it, so... Help?

But really, the reason I have a deviantART account is to write poetry, right? I'm very sorry to say that I don't have any for you all (assuming anybody reads this and you haven't all lost patience with my utter lack of new poetry). It's very hard to write when I'm so happy. I don't think I quite have the words to say how I feel. It's harder, I think, to write when you're happy. Everything I try comes out so sugary that I'm afraid some of you might collapse in an insulin-induced coma.

But there you are.
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I hate physics. I know that every other science is really applied physics, but for goodness sake, I just hate that subject.

Bio's where it's at.

Anyway, I don't know if you all remember, but some time ago I featured a book called Ashes in this journal that I really enjoyed reading. I promised to let you all know when it was actually released (I had read an ARC of it), and I'm happy to report that it is, in fact, out and about in stores near you (aaand I sound like a commercial).

I know for a fact that the book is out in the US as well as Australia, the UK, Ireland, and Germany. So if you happen to live in any of these places and fancy an awesome read about a pseudo-zombie-apocalypse, look no further! The writing's awesome, if a little bit gruesome. Two words-- bus driver. If you read it, you'll know exactly to which scene I'm referring. I cringed. And I've got a strong stomach. But don't let that dissuade you! The book's got a great premise, and the characters are wonderfully complex and well-developed. There are (thankfully) no mary-sues and, even though there is some definite attraction and the inevitable choice between two hot guys, that's not the dominating feature of the plot. In fact, the whole romance aspect is refreshingly underplayed, as though the author recognizes that, while love is great and awesome, sometimes it takes a backseat to, oh, I don't know...

Cannibals.

And also the end of the world.

I know I'm gushing a little. I just really enjoyed this book.

But don't take my word for it. Check it out on Amazon.com and look at the reviews and ratings. There are a few naysayers who gave the book 2 or 3 stars, but the rest of the reviews are overwhelmingly positive. Ashes is also #3 on a list of books recommended for people who enjoyed reading The Hunger Games (also LOVED that series). So that's another ringing endorsement.

Anyway, I really urge you all to check it out. It's a great read.

What's not such a great read is my obvious lack of recent submissions. My school year is extremely busy. I'm on the executive board of my school's chapter of Global Medical Brigades (which is an awesome, awesome organization) and I'm also gearing up for the MCATs this coming April. What with all that and a full course load, that doesn't leave much time for writing, no matter how much I want to. It's for this same reason that I haven't responded to comments and favorites and watches in a mortal age. I will try to get to all of that soon. I want you all to know that, even if I don't thank you for adding my work to your favorites, I really do appreciate your support. I still maintain that my watchers are the best. Other artists should consider themselves lucky if they've got half the support I do.

So that's all for now.

Loves!
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Back?

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Sort of?

I'm not sure.

But I was sorting through my inbox, and in that vast sea of unread poetry and prose, I noticed a certain theme. Or rather, a certain phrase. There was a lot of "I wonder"-ing.

I wonder lots of things, so I couldn't resist a bit of navel-gazing of my own. I'm not making light of anybody else's musings, of course. Only my own. Some of my thoughts aren't meant for civilized conversation. That's why I keep them locked safely in my head where they can do minimal damage.

It's not my best and brightest, I'm sure. Also not meant for young audiences, really. But it's something. Hopefully an inaugural something. It's nearly a new school year and maybe (maybe maybe maybe) my hiatus (hah. joke. I was in and out all summer) is over.

Question mark.

Loves <3

Oh, also! There are links in the comments of that latest prose piece. They're worth a look. Promise ^^
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Hey, so remember when I wrote Daffodils because gurukiki made me? Well, it was also part of the deal that she try to write something of her own. She thinks she's only good at photography, which is total bs. I mean, she is, only I was willing to bet that it wasn't the only thing she's good at, and she just posted something and it turns out that I'm right.

I'm always right ;)

Anyway, go read this because I really like it. And then go see her photos because I like them, too. Actually, just go stalk her gallery. It's small, but there are some real gems.

Loves!

Also, this, because I like terrible, beautiful things and all of these are terribly beautiful in their own way.

-/edit-

Cats get sleepy when it's so sunny.

Now, I really hoped I wouldn't have to do this, but considering the way things are right now, I'm gonna be more or less going on a mini-hiatus for the summer at least. I'm just too busy to keep up with the notes and projects that I started. In particular, please, please forgive me, SovietLit. I know I started a collaboration with you and by all rights, I should finish it before I take off.

I'll try.

And that's why I'll be around occasionally but I won't be nearly as active (as has been the case for the past few weeks). I can't promise any new deviations and I'll probably take a while to respond to any notes you send. I really will try to be back when the school year starts up again.

Until then, have the best possible summers, all of you. Unless you live in Australia, then I think it might be winter (?). Get tan but wear sunscreen because melanoma sucks.

BUT! Before I go, I wanted to call attention to the lovely, lovely work done by MinnemannE, who, if you recall, has already done a gorgeous painting White Lion for me based on a few of my prose pieces. Now, she's taken my Dreamgirl letters and written both a response and a small comic to accompany her work. They can be found here:

Page 1
Page 2
Dear Real Girl
Page 3
Page 4
Page 5

Also, go check out the rest of her gallery because she kicks ass.

I guess that's it, really. I'll see (sort of) you all in September. Or also just really, really infrequently over the next few months

Loves.

<3
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