Spring Forth with Burdens why don't you?

Okay, so there was a thunderstorm last night. I was forced to save my data on Baten Kaitos right when I was getting riled up. So I sat on the computer typing up a new story, or rather, part, to add onto "Chosen of Souls or Universal Sacrifice." For those of you curious, it's based off the origin of my character and name, Right now, it's in the post-disappearane stage where Sokras returns after spending a ridiculous amount of time wandering the galaxy only to discover he still is incomplete as him self. So...yeah.

To go along with the title, and to shine some light on a few things... It was hot, the kids at school were pissed, the A/C at school was a complete bust, the bus-ride home was hellish from the heat and the previously mention high-schoolers being total spazzes... Basically, my seat-mate told them to shut their traps if they thought it was so hot. Some idiot decided to throw crumpled cookies at the BOTH of us (like I said, spazzes), then they tried to fight both of us (did I mention I play the violin and that I had it with me?), I knocked some heads together, then I went home. My room, was, a MESS.

Mother had raided my room, found a few graphic novels (and by that I mean in bloodshed and manga), questioned me on my violence rate...AGAIN. (I swear that woman is as bad a "L" from Deathnote with that), then left me alone to chill. So...here I am. Ta-di-la-di-freakin-dah.

Afterword: On the plus side, I got me a giant gormet chocolate chip. I'm not so prideful that I won't mention it being my favorite. Now if you'll excuse me, I have someone I want to share this with. *signs off, goes next door*