*looks around sheepishly* Apparently I've been away for ... months, yes? *ducks head* My apologies. I switched fandoms on LJ, so I've been posting a lot of fic there, but I haven't visited over here in too long.
Um. Summing up those two months? Arranged to repeat the year in college. Got put on the disability list in college, filed under 'depression' and 'Asperger's Syndrome'. Didn't have to do exams this year, but slept through most of those three weeks anyway because I kept having panic attacks listening to everyone else have panic attacks about them. I still feel like I've left my head somewhere, or something. Anyway. Came home from college for the summer, right into a warzone. Joy.
And this weekend, just got back from visiting my sister in England and helping her move college accommodation. Which involved twelve hour journeys both ways (4 bus, 4 ferry, 4 bus), and I just got back this morning. *rubs neck* I hate night travel. I could swear my neck is now the wrong shape. And I know I kicked that poor gentleman in the head trying to share the lounge couch with him on the ferry. Bloody cheap-ass fares and only four-hour journeys mean no cabins and entire bus-loads of people trying to sleep on the sofas in the closed ship-board restaurant at stupid o' clock in the morning, and that bloody bitch across the aisle hogged an entire four-seater circular booth to herself while my dad had to try sleeping sitting up, and at five foot nothing I was still too long to lie out without kicking the poor gent in the head.
I think he bit my foot around the half-way mark. Not that I blame him.
Um. In short? My apologies for not talking to everyone. And. Um. I hope no-one minds that it might be another couple days before I've recovered the brain capacity after that weekend. *sheepish*
Um. Summing up those two months? Arranged to repeat the year in college. Got put on the disability list in college, filed under 'depression' and 'Asperger's Syndrome'. Didn't have to do exams this year, but slept through most of those three weeks anyway because I kept having panic attacks listening to everyone else have panic attacks about them. I still feel like I've left my head somewhere, or something. Anyway. Came home from college for the summer, right into a warzone. Joy.
And this weekend, just got back from visiting my sister in England and helping her move college accommodation. Which involved twelve hour journeys both ways (4 bus, 4 ferry, 4 bus), and I just got back this morning. *rubs neck* I hate night travel. I could swear my neck is now the wrong shape. And I know I kicked that poor gentleman in the head trying to share the lounge couch with him on the ferry. Bloody cheap-ass fares and only four-hour journeys mean no cabins and entire bus-loads of people trying to sleep on the sofas in the closed ship-board restaurant at stupid o' clock in the morning, and that bloody bitch across the aisle hogged an entire four-seater circular booth to herself while my dad had to try sleeping sitting up, and at five foot nothing I was still too long to lie out without kicking the poor gent in the head.
I think he bit my foot around the half-way mark. Not that I blame him.
Um. In short? My apologies for not talking to everyone. And. Um. I hope no-one minds that it might be another couple days before I've recovered the brain capacity after that weekend. *sheepish*
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