so with my new semester i was able to get into a second year creative writing course that specializes in speculative fiction (scifi, fantasy... all that good stuff). i'm not going to go into detail because fuck that's boring.... but for my first assignment i handed in a rewrite of ghost, for my second assignment i decided to play with another novel idea i had, but it ended up going in a completely new direction, which i liked. so enjoy guys :)

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this was my take on a super hero story, a little watchmen-esque as i see it because it's not exactly portraying them in society positively, or being accepted unconditionally. but i was always a sucker for a dystopia XD
haven't gotten reviewed on it yet, but we shall see how it goes...

Chu,
Britt

seems like and odd time to be thinking about this, what with all the talk about self esteem and what not, but it's on my mind so i might as well take a public poll... just kidding. recently i've been given the chance to get 2 moles on the side of my nose, and the birthmark on my cheek removed. most people don't even notice the birthmark unless i'm not wearing any make-up, and when they do finally see it there's a plethora of odd reactions. some i know feel weird/bad that they had never noticed it before. lol like it's some weird not paying attention fault of theirs, and then they get awkward because apparently never noticing a small mark on my face makes them a horrible person. other people assume it's acne or a scratch of some kind and ask me what happened, which always makes me laugh. and then they get all embarrassed when i tell them i was born with it. to be specific, just so people who have never noticed it before, it's not red or anything. it's a freckle cluster. according to my mother, she said to take care of the 2 on my nose first. getting rid of them would be more for medical reasons, which why i can do it for free. canadian healthcare system... they're changing shape, especially the ones on my nose. starting to be a bit of a bump, and when that happens, you're supposed to get them removed/biopsied. like i know it's not for aesthetic reasons, but it's still something that'll alter my appearance, so i feel a little weird about it.
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registered for next semester. i have intro into earth science, philosophy critical thinking, history of canadian art and culture, and i'm waitlisted for studies in children's literature. this semester has been really hard on me. psych and anthropology have been kind of kicking my ass. i hate that i have to take all these bullshit courses. i don't understand why... i don't like social sciences, at all. i'm a hermit, i don't care about people. so i don't get the point of being forced to take all these courses i could give two shits about. tribes people can eat each other and trade cows for teenage girls all they like, i don't see what that has to do with me wanting to study english literature. pain in the ass...
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sooooo channing tatum used to be an exotic dancer.... and magic mike is based in part on his life. i know that should disgust me, considering the fact male strippers and wiggly man junk scares the shit out of me (not a lesbian, i just don't find penises or vaginas particularly attractive pieces of anatomy). but i can't stop giggling. dear john, gi joe? yeah that was fun, but now let's make a movie about my life as a male stripper! brilliant... i applaud you mr. tatum. updated the groove list.

Chu,
Brit

soooo today was my first wednesday off. it's part of my new schedule that i get wednesday, sunday and monday off now. i don't mind too much. so my plan was that i would sleep, do the reading for feminism class, tweek my annotated bibliography (put it in alphabetical order etc.), then finish off sirius since i'm already supposed to be on lady in the lake for lit class. i wrote the test for sirius and got like 18/20, lol but i still haven't finished the book. bad me XD

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so anyway, i discover that my dad actually has weds off too. this ends up being horrible. people who know me, know i have a really hard time sleeping. it's why i'm up most of the night even though i have work in the morn. so anyway, first he wakes me up to go pick pkgs up from the post office before i 'go to work.' i inform him i don't work that day.... no big deal. thanks for looking out for me daddo, you know in case the alarm didn't go off or something. this is at like 8 in the morn. i go back to bed. and hr later he starts calling out for me. he wants me to do the dusting right then so he can wash the floors later. something he doesn't end up doing anyway. now this is when i get a little ticked. i can't sleep during my work days because i'm at work during the morning, going to class at night. up most of the late night because of insomnia... shit sucks balls. i use my days off to kind of catch up. esp recently because i've been so stressed. so i get a little pissed about this whole dusting at 9 in the morn thing. i get up, i do it, i go back to bed. HE WAKES ME UP AGAIN! starts yelling out from down the hall, when am i going to the post office. he wants me to pick up food. i ignore him at first, and try to go back to sleep. but he keeps fucking around and yelling about mcdonald's, finally he goes in my room and is talking about fucking shit all, i yell at him to fuck off! that i'm tired and to get the hell out. he gets pissy, asking where all this is coming from, and i'm basically like 'you've been waking me up all fucking morning. leave me alone. are you bored or something?' i was really pissed off, and he does it all the time. when me and him are home, and my mom's not there, he will do this constantly. i seriously think he just gets bored.

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my mom kind of understands since she had problems sleeping too. that when i have a day off, and if i actually am sleeping, to leave me the hell alone so i can get some rest and not be a bitch for the rest of the week. but my dad just fucks around and thinks that if he's up, everyone should be up. it's fucking retarded. he goes to bed at 10pm, and is snoring in seconds. i wish i could do that :C then he gets all pissy and pretends he doesn't understand when people get pissed at him. and by people, i mean momo and myself. it's like, he's lived with this for years, he can see that i'm exhausted, he just chooses to fucking ignore it. and then wonders why i'm such a bitch if he tries to wake me up. this is why my cat is my favorite member of my family.

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so i had WSGR tonight. i just drove straight there rather than skytraining it since my class is at 7 and you don't have to pay for parking after 6. handed in my annotated bibliography. i think i did well, i was just kind of confused how i should word the thesis question. so i kind of flip flopped on that. but i'm glad it's over with. returned all my research books. got the guidelines for the next major assignment for that class. i haven't even read it. i don't know when it's due... yeah. i am so on the ball, but i just don't give two shits right now.

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getting very stressed with the amount of work i have left to do before sakuracon. also stressed about other things, but i'm not going to talk about them since i don't know if it's actually something to stress over, or just me being paranoid. last creative writing class, she actually told us that our assignment 4's, for me the euphoria story, is actually going to be given to a local author for review. i'm a little bummed i didn't know that before hand, since i like the ghost story so much better. euphoria is just like an acid trip. whatevs.

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fair game, the new alpha and omega novel by patricia briggs came out on the 6th. i'm very tempted to start reading it, i have it dl'd on my kindle, but i know once i start, i won't stop till i'm done. and i have so much shit to read for english lit :P laaaame. i want to read fun stories. it's like have a craving for cake when you're diabetic.

Chu,
Britt

This is kind of a rewrite of an old story i had to write in grade 11. Write a story where you were the hero. Though admittedly i changed most of it, about the only thing that remains the same is the setting and charlie. also the idea of this quest to get to the city. in the original story there were a lot more characters. the main character, i changed her name to kara rather than using my own like i had to before. her friend vanessa, the mother, charlie and another being in the dream world. he was a dog made of shadows named zacariah i think, but i don't remember his name too well. it might have been noah. i had to cut out a lot of the quest parts because admittedly i don't remember them much, and originally the story was like 15 pages long, and i had to finish this one up in 10 for my creative writing class.

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i don't like this as much as the ghost story. maybe because it's old hat for me, or because i just don't enjoy the setting as much. i like the flow of it, and the oddity of it. perhaps that's why i chose to rewrite it. i thought it was a tale that could do with a second look, and would easily translate into something shorter. plus i got the idea in my head of rewriting this story, and it just wouldn't go away...

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not much else to say about it i guess. decided to post it up here just for shits and giggles. figured i had posted my last one, this might as well go up too. hope you enjoyed the read. i'm kind of nervous to read this out to the class. it's such a strange story, and the presence of a giant talking rabbit make me a little scared. hopefully it all goes well.

Chu,
Britt