But yes, indeed, today I am no longer a teenager. I was going to call myself a tweenager, but apparently that is a term reserved for kids of the ages 10-12. Crying shame, that is.
Just a quick update to tell you what I've been up to is all that's necessary, methinks.
Got into an internship in September; two weeks late, but eh, it was a great internship. Had a great time, and it wasn't nearly as nerve-wrecking as I expected it to be. That was nice. Got a great grade out of it as well, which was a great topping. Yum.
Now it's back to business as usual, however. Projects upon projects upon projects of college class assignments.
In other news, Bravely Default is a great game. And so is 999: 9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors. Definitely the best games I played last year. As for literature, I've opened the vault that is 'classical' literature. I finished the Louis Couperus books I cared to read, and have read 10 of the Jules Verne books I decided were worth looking through. The only really great one was Around the World in Eighty Days, but most of the others are still pretty decent, though nowhere near the genius that is Around the World in Eighty Days.
Oh, and I have one of these things. It's a Goodreads thing. Rather swell, I'll say.
What more can I say? I've done nearly none of the things I set out to do, but I have now urged myself to not do some things. Or rather, not urged myself to do things. We'll see how that goes, but I am of a positive mindset in this matter.
I think that's really all I have to say.