In other news, I FINALLY am registered for classes. After a large daboccle that involved unnecessary holds, financial aid workers who are a few light bulbs short of a Christmas tree, single section classes, and the near shedding of blood, I am in 16 hours of glory. I'm just praying I can get into this junior cornerstone, or I'm absolutely...well a word that isn't savory for younger viewers.
With my brain being a little less out of control now, I'm fiding it hard to write, both in here and in music. This may not make sense to some, but for me, when my brain is "out of control," in most ways, it thrives creatively. I don't think this is a unique phenomenon, but it is strange nonetheless.
Must depart. Will finish later.