I've been pretty stressed these days for one reason or another. It seems whenever I get a good day to spend, something has to happen that aggravates it. It's not anything so bad, really. I ran into school scheduling and requirement issues, but I have mostly settled it. It looks like my school schedule next term is going to be a bit unusual. I'm used to the typical monday-wednesday-friday deal, but here's a screenshot of picture of my next schedule. It speaks for itself, I hope, because I no longer feel like talking about it:

 I saw my mom today for lunch. It's nice to see her. She's been coming down for classes every week, which is really quite something considering it's about a one and a half hour drive. I almost had to drive that much two times per week, back when I was first starting University and had not moved yet, but I didn't like it at all and signed up for another distance course. I used to drive 20-30 minutes worth daily, and that was annoying enough. There's one thing about living far from everything, though. You definitely learn to respect the concept of efficiently doing everything you need to in the day before going home, because driving back out is a pain in the ass.

I've been writing more to the Third Eye than I thought I would be during school, but I sense that things are finally starting to slow down recently. It's not that I don't have the time for the writing, my mood is just crushed and destroyed by the tortures of high education and I end up accomplishing so little in such large amounts of time. It's pretty depressing how little I can really accomplish at times. Anyway, I've been coming up with a lot of ideas lately during the boredom of work. Ideas for this story and the next one I plan to work on afterwards. The creation of the Third Eye was really a long process. It started mostly as a bunch of scattered thoughts that I was inspired to think from when I took a Children's Literature class. I really wanted to write stories of my own after learning about the ulterior motives of many children's stories. But sadly, my thoughts were way too chaotic and inconsistent to really put anything together.

I'm getting sleepy. I'll reveal more of this unexciting story later, I guess. 

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