Okay, so, I'm NOT dead! Whoopie! There HAS, however, been a problem with my getting connected to the internet (*laughs* no, Des, thankfully no forgetting this time)........ *growls* Right now we're sitting in a chip-shop which for one reason or the next has wireless (and, yeah, we're monitoring the network to make sure no one's doing anything to our poor computer) and getting wildly sketchy looks from the proprietors either because, A.) we dress funny, or B.) the computer is wicked-nice and they're debating stealing it. =X___X=; I'm kind of hoping it's the first, but I'll make it brief, just in case:

Things over here have been sort-of up and down-ish. Several of our system members that were created when we moved to the country in which we currently live didn't (and still don't) know about the whole DID-thing. They were created that way. Except, there's this little problem being that it's hard to NOT notice when we've got folks for writing essays and drawing, hand-printing, various social situations, skill-bases, knowledge, etc. etc. and so forth. So, they've started panicking and hopped off to some of the local doctors, not knowing what to do. Seeing as they were made to be 'normal' and have zero contact with the rest of us, we can't actually reach them to let them know that everything's okay. Any notes we leave are either destroyed by the little safety-protocols that were put in place to keep these folks oblivious, or make it through, but freak the poor kids out even more. We were supposed to go into some docs. this morning, but didn't. Hey, their office's fault for sending the notice via post on short-notice.... we wandered down to the mail-drop in the flat just before heading off to bed (1:00 a.m-ish), and got this nice little letter informing us that we had an appointment at 9:30 in the morning the very next day. Of course, it was post-marked as having been sent that morning. *grins* No guilt there, huh? Anywhere else I might be impressed about how quickly the letter arrived, but, uhm, c'mon: it takes about 25-minutes on foot to go from one of the farthest points to the next. After that, okay, I'd be impressed. It's five-hours by train to the nearest big city. You can get to a small-ish one in two, but it's actually smaller than the one in which I live! *laughs* Gotta love that.

Anyway, that's obviously QUITE the conundrum. If I wanted to get letters from my other docs. with diagnostic bull, I'd need to be contacting my folks, which is so very not happening it's actually funny. Alas, it's starting to look like one of the only options. =X_______X=;

That aside, though, the University has FINALLY realised that I'm dying from 'BORED'~! *hops up in the air and starts cheering* Whoopie! *insert more hopping and cheering here* Pretty-much, what this means is that... uhm... I'm far too lazy to type it in sentence form and am listing instead:
1.) We're excused from attending all seminars and lectures.
2.) We still need to sit for exams-- four six-hour long monstrosities with three essays to be completed during each.
3.) Ten, ten to fifteen page-long essays, to be completed by mid-May. *grins*
3.5.) Another ten-page fictional piece (although, more are encouraged) for entry into some random publisher's-thing-- .5 because this won't effect our grade, but because the Head of Dept. and one of the Head's of Year will bludgeon us if we don't. =X____X=;

Which means.............. we actually get to do WORK! That isn't LAME and EASY and go at our own exciting pace! Muahahahaha! Okay, yeah, so we write like idiots on our blog, but some of us ain't half bad. *laughs* Maybe I'll post some of it sometime. X3;

In the meantime, we're running because these guys are frightful, but we hope to get the net up and running soon. LOVE you all guys and gals and we're missing you TONS (dead serious, here)~! Everything had best be well, so, yeah.... LOVE YOU~!

~ Circus

P.s., Erm, excuse any grammatical sh!t3-ness or redundancies. I didn't exactly have the time to look anything over. =^_________^=;;;;