Thursday, February 28, 2008

   thursday
For some strange reason I'm not dreading class tonight. I mean more then normal. I always dread going to any class, and my Communications one is the one I dreaded the most, but for some odd reason I'm dreading it as if it were History or Algebra. I always forget Anthropology until I have to wake up for it so I didn't inclued it. I don't know why I forget that class. It's three hours long but I just never remember it. And istead of that class I keep thinking I've got another class on Tuesday. I keep thinking I have some sort of Arts or Language so I keep almost walking passed the room. I'm glad it has two doors. I can miss one and pretend I didn't forget and go in the other one. I sit in the middle of the room so it never looks strange. It is very strange though. Tuesdays don't exist in my mind anymore. I really don't get it.
And I go through spurts. Spurts with everything. I think it has something to do with everyone getting sick. It's like my own way of getting sick or something. I'll feel extremely sick but starving. I'll get really hot and then really cold. When I get hungry I eat everything, even if I don't like it. I just hate a whole bag of baked chips, half a large vanilla yogart, a steak, and four oranges. Yeah, it's weird. And then I had stupid spurts and smart spurts. I was in Algebra and suddenly everything made sense when she was writing the problems on the board. She wrote a problem and I automatically knew all three answers. Then we started our own problems and I did the first in under a minute. I did the other six half way through but suddenly couldn't get the answers. It was so weird. And today I couldn't read Italian. The weird thing is that I don't speak Italian but I could always seem to read it, at least enough to know what was going on, and I just couldn't today. I read Taglong the other day too so I have no idea what's going on. I think this is how I get sick. I'm not sleeping anymore either. I got to bed really tired and I wake up not tired, but I swear I wasn't asleep. It didn't feel like I ever went to sleep. Then again, that could come from me battling insomnia. Maybe I finally got rid of it and that's just what really sleeping is like.
Yeah, well, I just feel like if I sleep a lot this weekend everything will just suddenly straighten out. I think that's how colds work.

Epic:
And Epic makes me feel better, or at least it gives me something to do. I wrote some backstory. Still just Zephyr stuff. I added a character to another story that I have, I meaning Blue Swallow Productions, not The Unsaid Works. Yeah, so I added a character to my story, Ethereal Knights (working title). His name is Atticus, Atticus Egami. No, he's not Asian. He's Saxon. Anyway, I think me just thinking about my stuff means I can start working on Inay's backstory or the Hawkers'. I think what is causing the delay isn't me never leaving Zephyr alone, I think it's that I don't want to mix the two styles. I have a different way of looking at things when it's Epic then when it's one of my solo deals. And if I start working on Inay or anyone else I'll come face to face with murder. I want to get it so that you can tell the difference between the two. Epic as an innocence about it that my solo stuff doesn't. I guess it really doesn't matter since backstory is for the creators only. It's funny, Epic's dark but innocent. Speaking of dark...not Dark, but dark, I changed the board and I can't stop giggling insanely at it. One; because Onitane's a dork. Two; because I figured out how to make dark gray and insanely dark gray-blue.

.:The Unsaid Works' EPIC:.

SGAH
FYWR
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