Sorry, but I haven't yet shared the information about myself that would typically display here. Check back later to see if that changes, or if I instead choose to remain an enigma.
Hurray, another rant!
In fanfiction.net, there is a very small, devout fandom for Drakengard, all of which has no more than 47 fan fictions, all of which I have read. Amazingly enough, most of them are well-written, though mostly one-shots, and are pleasing to read. However, there is one that has plagued the fandom.
Well, my first week has gone by and already I feel jaded against the entire concept of college. I mean sure, my professors are cool -something I'm not really used to- and this campus makes me feel safe and content, but the homework? Ugh.
My Tuesday went very well yesterday. My Sociology teacher is a brilliant man, and he's definitely not afraid to ramble out controversial views. He's pretty aimiable, and he seems to care about us a lot more than I thought college professors seem to. I walked out of his class smiling.
My Art professor, thank God, is very nice and seems to be open to creative thinking. Of course, Tallent said this as well and turned out to be a complete butterfly-obsessed bitch, but hopefully, that won't be the case here. She looks like a female Alan Rickman with short, grey hair and weighs about 200 lbs more. o.O Not that I mean that in a venomous way, that's just the first impression I got of her, and now it's sticking pretty good. How unfortunate. -_-
Lo and behold, I am officially an attending college student. Huzzah!
Right now, I am actually in the college library. There are so many computers, and there really aren't any restrictions on where you're allowed to go... So much more free than high school library! It's great! The librarians aren't coming up behind you through their cloud of librarian-ninja smoke asking you in a low, husky voice, "IS IT FOR SCHOOL...?" I'm really starting to love it here.
My mother has... kind of been getting on my nerves as of late. She doesn't really ride my back about getting a job, and I'm thankful for that, but she does for other various, and somewhat frivolous, matters.
For instance, when summer first started and I had graduated about a week before that. She kept on yelling at me about getting an application to TCC, the local community college in my county, where I will be attending as of Monday. But... I didn't see the point. Why would I have to put it in so early? I mean, I suppose it would be good to just get it over and done with, but she was freaking out like I had to get it in the next week or else I wouldn't be able to attend.
I have been obsessively playing a wonderful but overlooked GBA game called "Golden Sun". Actually, I've been playing the second game, "Golden Sun: the Lost Age", which has a LOT more stuff you get to do. Though it is like 45 hour game when the first one was... twenty or so, I still enjoy it and its wonderful synthesized soundtrack to the fullest.
School starts in a week, and frankly, I don't think I'm up to it. I'm not in the honors program -which some people think I should be- so that's a plus for me and the Easy Meter, but I'm not so sure about English Comp. I've never been THAT GOOD at writing essays; sure I get by, but nothing too spectacular. And I can't BS my way through one like my sister can, so I don't know how I'm going to do in that class. I'm kind of excited, however, to be taking Intro to Sociology. It sounds really interesting. But then there's history, which I'm all right at, and art.