Ok, so life hasn't been making it easy to write for fun lately. My last update here was in March, and God knows when my last update on Ultimate DP was. To bring you up to speed, I worked almost all summer, took August to recuperate and BY JOVE, I actually made some headway in the latest chapter. Then school started and I realized that I hated English.

Several things about this epiphany make my life more difficult. By extension, writing is part of "English". My intended major coming into college was Creative Writing. Then I realized I'd be poor as hell, so I generalized to just English.

-Now remember those kids in your high school classes who sat among the rest of you, but gave of an aura of unwarranted self importance? Those kids make great English majors. They talk about everything in the book from every different angle, and when you have three or more of them in the same room, the conversation goes around in circles with those kids saying the same goddamn thing but with different words. People like me keep our mouths shut and pray that we aren't called on to answer a question because all we were able to discern from the reading is the obvious; A happened to B and B did C, and C slightly resembles A. That's not to say that all of these people are literary snobs. Some of them are nice people and I'm friends with some of them.

-Then I realized that English is pointless. For me, anyway. I don't see the appeal in studying the psychological implications from the works of some long dead author. Or even some living author. It makes no difference, I just can't see how any of that will make any sort of impact on humanity. And the only job I can possibly think of being able to get out of college (or even grad school) is teaching. My deep seeded hatred for the younger generation (anyone younger than me, 20) would prevent me from doing that, especially in a topic I have no interest in.

So I decided to switch my major to archeology (archaeology? it's weird how different spell-checks spell it differently...). You may ask how that is any more useful than English. And right now, I can't give you an answer, but being out in the world, maybe traveling to distant lands and whatnot, sounds infinitely more appealing than studying Shakespeare forever. And if I wind up having to teach, then so be it, because it will be a small price to pay for doing something I enjoy as much as I envision myself enjoying it.


This decision to switch intended majors has also mandated the change of my school. So at the end, maybe even halfway through this year, I'll be transferring to a college with an actual archeology program, since my current college doesn't have one. That means leaving all my friends here behind and going through the whole process over again. The fact that my misanthropy is growing stronger by the day is not going to help.

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I got a PS3, so now I have all the next-gen systems. I plan to tape them all together and make a PSWii60 and try to somehow tape all the controllers together and play all 3 systems on 3 different TVs at the same time. But I probably won't.

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On top of all of that irrelevant drama, my dog is dying of lung cancer. It sucks. A lot. So any time I could squeeze out of my schedule to write is preoccupied with depression. I cannot concentrate for any extended length of time. If you're reading this and you have a pet, get off your computer and go spend time with it. You don't realize how lucky you are to have something as special as a pet (especially a dog, but that's just me) until you realize that he/she won't be with you much longer.

Sorry to say that the next chapter of UDP won't be coming for a while. It wouldn't feel right to make a new "chapter" on fanfiction.net just to let people know that there won't be any new chapters for a while... Almost ironic, really.

I hope all of you are having a much better school year that I am, and hopefully things will turn around so I can get back to writing. Have a nice day.