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*kicks stupid internet websites*
What I hate about writing fanfiction as a German is that omnipresent feeling of not having a clue about what you're doing.
Like...writing about Stanford. What does it look like? Does it have dormitories? What do they look like? Is there a bloody difference between a dorm and a house? How do you get into one of them? Are they on campus or somewhere else? IS WHAT I'M WRITING AT ALL LIKELY?
Then you go to google and try the university website and at some point end up on a website specifically designed for all the dorms and houses WHICH DOESN'T HELP AT ALL because it's only more confusing than it is helping.
And then, you weep.
ETA: *hugs her flist* You guys rock.
Like...writing about Stanford. What does it look like? Does it have dormitories? What do they look like? Is there a bloody difference between a dorm and a house? How do you get into one of them? Are they on campus or somewhere else? IS WHAT I'M WRITING AT ALL LIKELY?
Then you go to google and try the university website and at some point end up on a website specifically designed for all the dorms and houses WHICH DOESN'T HELP AT ALL because it's only more confusing than it is helping.
And then, you weep.
ETA: *hugs her flist* You guys rock.
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>.>
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You should be in bed! :)
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YOU'RE DOING THIS TO ME. AGAIN.
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NO MORE COMMENTS FROM ME FOR TONIGHT.
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4:59 a.m.
I think I shall sleep now. I just wasn't tired earlier. But I'm not doing anything productive (and too tired to DO anything productive).
Good night for me, good day for you. (What time IS it for you, anyway?)
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Whoa. Sleep well, hon.