feeling the way I always do

LAST FULL DAY IN CANBERRA.

Fuuuuuck. I am hyped up like you wouldn't believe; it's not even a pure or sensible form of stress, it's just a shivering at the enormity of what I'm starting this year and a generalised anxiety about forgetting things or being overwhelmed. Plus my sister started school again today, so I was woken up far too early by her trumpet practice, and it's my time of the month and I have to run around getting passport photos and other last-minute items and it's grey and cold and grumble grumble etc.

But I had a wonderful dinner last night with my three best friends, and now I'm having a breakfast consisting of orange juice and a hot cross bun (IT'S BUN SEASON. YAY.) and listening to the Hairspray soundtrack very loudly, and once I've done the aforementioned dashing around town I think I'll try and write something to calm my nerves.

(PS - I think I'm succeeding at quitting shows! I surprised myself by having no interest in downloading the new SPN, and I would REALLY like to quit SGA but am being hindered by the fact that I am madly curious about & in favour of Ronon/Keller. DAMN JEWEL STAITE AND HER SMILEY FACE.)

why not

Me @ the fic feedback meme

I don't normally do these things but I am stressed out of my mind and having the cramps from hell (WHY NOW, BODY? WHY. NOW.) and I determined to distract myself by going and commenting on everyone else I know when I get back from having my passport photos taken and buying emergency things like shampoo.

(Considering my current state, my permanent medical school file will probably contain a photo of me with my face set in a grimace of pain and my eyes radiating CRAZY, so cheer a girl up by talking about her writing, yeah?)

and so it begins

Oh man. This has the eerily familiar feeling of being the beginning of an era.

Five people Sakura punches in the face -- Naruto -- 1712 words. Patience, Sakura decides, is for people who aren't holding lives in the space between their mind and their fingers.

For those of you unfamiliar with Naruto (so...98% of you) but wanting to know enough to play along: I have surprised myself by becoming incredibly fond of the pink-haired love interest (see icon) in this anime. I know! I KNOW! But she kicks ass and yells a lot and is a medical ninja, which should pretty much explain the whole thing if you know me in the slightest.

The fic is for ryokophoenix, because I am running off to Sydney tomorrow and I will miss her enormously, but FANDOM WILL KEEP US TOGETHER. And also because she shoved this anime down my throat until I either fell in love with it of my own accord or developed Stockholm's syndrome; I no longer care which.