I haven't much to say, really. Except, that Scheherazade story is getting out of hand. Eight pages, and I'm barely a third of the way through. She wanted five or six. -_-'

Maybe, I'll write the whole thing out, see how long it is, and then ask her is she minds reading, oh, twenty pages of material. My good friend John says that he doubts she would mind reading twenty pages of writing if I wrote it. I said, Aw, thanks, John. But twenty pages is still alot. Regardless, I think I'll post it up here when it's done. I rather like it.

As far as video games go, I won my first online match playing DOA! I only started playing online over Christmas break (I finally took the time to set it up). Turns out, shyness at interacting with new people exists even when you're not seeing them face to face. I almost passed out I was so nervous. I couldn't even remember which buttons to press. After, like, four or five losses, I quit, and practiced some more. Then I won! But then I lost again.

Exams and the inauguration (which I'm going to) are coming up soon, which means I have to pack and study. Joy. I also have to do an English poster project due Monday. I should be starting it now, but I'm lazy. One of my biggest vices is procrastination, because I always need a good reason to do something. When it's an hour before first period and I haven't done my homework for the class--there's a good reason. Something about the thrill of the deadline, like when there's a bomb, and you wait until there's 5 seconds left to disarm it--well, not you exactly, but you know what I mean. It's that adrenaline rush where you're like, If I don't disarm this bomb in five second, fifty million people will die instantly. Or, If I don't do this homework in the next five minutes, my mother is going to eat me alive and ground me for a week.

...The sentiment is the same.