I just spent 5 hours revising psychology. Jeez, what a load of... no, not crap. It's not crap. But it's all these perfectly obvious concepts expressed in all those complicated, fancy explanations.

I found out that I am an underachiever and am motivated by the urge to avoid failures. And I found out that unlike the lifespan of fineliners, the lifespan of markers cannot be prolonged by sucking on the tip.

I am very proud of myself. I managed to read through all 55 pages that I wanted to read today. Now wihluta ows me a drabble. I owe her one, too. But I'm so drained, I think I'm gonna slink off to icanhascheezburger and will mindlessly laugh at macros until I fall asleep. Or something.

Also, I LOVE Korn. They're sooo cool, and the best treatment for a bout of frustration :).

This is a 300-words ficlet for wihluta, a reward for being a good girl and going home to study yesterday night. I was a good girl, too, Wih. You owe me a ficlet! ;D

This kinda developed from a prompt elicia8 gave me. It doesn't have anything to do with the prompt anymore though. I don't know, I began thinking about it... and this is what I ended up with. Heh. I might write the prompt fic at some other point ^^.

( Quit the rambling already! )

Personality tests are FUN, especially when they are (pseudo) scientific and give you pwetty results :) (found this on elicia8's journal).