I can't seem to focus on anything.  I am feeling completely overwhelmed today.  What's up with that.  All I have to do is make dinner.  I decided on chili and carrot salad, so I should be calming down, right?  Let me note that in the past I've had reason to be freaking out, but today, really, should not be so panic inducing:P

It's really strange but I can see right through my hand. But how can I see through my hand unless I'm-- .............. AAAAAHHHH!!! What's going on!? Why am.. am I a...a... NONONONO!! I can't...all my classes!!! How did I even die!?!?!?! ((ooc: Yup! Usagi's dead and freaking out! In canon she dies but comes back to life at least once that I can remember, not counting her past life.))

That one word that changes everything in your life, is getting ready to happen to me. It makes you sweat and feel nauseous, and pretty much just go out of your FREAKIN' mind! There will be no sleep, trashy...you? I haven't even gotten character information down, my plot isn't complete and I am freaking. WHAT IS MY WORLD COMING TO? It's freakin' crazy! I feel all nervous and jumpy. It's truly pathetic

Freaking out here. Audio-Stills Project...3 minutes of avant-garde animation...due a week from tomorrow. (I haven't started it yet.) Words seem so...insufficient.

[ Sanosuke is sitting underneath a large window at the end of a corridor. Its only other visible occupant an androgynous figure in a white kimono with long, blond hair, sprawled motionless and bloody on...-it's--Hei-- I want to wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...! Everyone always--this always--I shouldn't have let him get so close--ohgods. [ He starts hyperventilating too hard to talk

I've finally found the English ramen, and I am down with paying 8p for a packet. I also found these dessert cups of rice pudding on sale for 27p each and they're yummy. I bought one with vanilla custard... I've got tabs permanently open to JSTOR on my browser, now, looking at me accusingly as I type. I might have more to add tonight. It's more likely that I won't. Laundry. Research. Etc., etc., ad naseum

In about....two hours, I shall be seeing FOB. *flaps and flails and generally freaks out* I just hope that I'll be able to get some decent pictures this time. Closer seats and a better camera  should help :D

So, really, since no one reads my LJ, I have no problem saying personal details about me. Except, maybe, last name, school, EXACT location, etc. SPOILERS STARTING HERE, REALLY Type your cut contents... according to the producer (who I think might be Justin Spitzer, one of the writers) will air Jan. 22. Yay! Muchas gracias to my friend spotted leef, who finally informed me of 'how to do a cut.' xD

Wow. Thirty-three hundred different things happened today and I'm facing it all on caffeinated jitters because I keep forgetting that I don't have any sort of tolerance to coffee (despite sucking down...PayPal to make the transaction so it's as secure and legit as it is in my power to make it. Due to natural content, colours and textures may vary. Void where prohibited. Part of a complete breakfast.

so after my epic freakout the other night, (sorry to the two or maybe three of you who read this) i am feeling much more optimistic about the whole situation. first: he still wants to hang out with me... i think i perhaps blew the situation rather out of proportion.) also, college is hard. i should be studying for my art history midterm. i am markedly not. love to you and everyone you know, m