Honestly, what a nob. ~123aprilmax kindly informed my that someone was roleplaying as my DBZ OC, Saku, over on Twitter ( [link] ). Now to be perfectly honest, I really don't mind that. Heck, I was kind of flattered. I have much more important things to be getting stressed over after all and the person roleplaying Saku is obviously just a kid having a bit of fun. But I was annoyed that this person didn't bother to ask my permission (1. to play my character and 2. to post my fanart all over their page), and just because you're a kid doesn't mean you should automatically get away with shit. So I messaged them pretty much saying I didn't mind if they used my OC and I didn't want to spoil their fun or anything, but please make sure to credit me in the future and make note that Saku is my character. Because that's the polite thing to do, right? And frankly I think I was being pretty civil, because I don't know many other people around here who wouldn't go apeshit if they found out someone was borrowing their art and character without permission.

The reply I received has pissed me off a bit. They told me that I should not put my art on Google if I didn't want people to use it. What kind of argument is that? O_o So I've decided to report them (mainly due to the person's unrepentant attitude, arrogance and general stupidity), but I'm not really sure how to go about doing that on Twitter. You can report an account for impersonation, but will they take this person's account seriously? After all they are impersonating a fictional character and fan parodies are accepted. So if I report this person, will Twitter staff say this account is just a parody of my character and let it continue, even though this person is using my art? Damn it Twitter, you're not making this easy!

If anyone has any suggestions, please let me know. I'd really appreciate it.

In other news, the last few weeks have been a bit mental and the following weeks to come promise to be just as mad with everyone graduating. Bad news is I might not be graduating this June - not unless I can complete 22000 words before May 23rd. I...I don't really know how I feel about this. I'm a bit down, a bit relieved that I do have the option of working through the summer, and a bit...flummoxed. XD

Anyway, these last few weeks in St Andrews are already shaping up to be fantastic. I love this town and all my mates so much. I can't describe how heartbroken I am at the prospect of leaving. Can't even think about it. I mean how many other universities host torch-lit ceilidhs (traditional dancing) in a castle on a cliff or have a tradition where you run starkers into the sea at sunrise on May 1st? The latter was BALTIC. And funnily enough me and my mates had been watching Titanic beforehand (I now know I wouldn't have lasted 2 minutes in the sea ¬_¬). I didn't strip right down to my nuddy, but I had my bikini top and trunks on. So cold! But hey, waking up to a beach full of naked people is nothing to complain at. Luckily I bumped into my mate Tam, the most Scottish-named, Scottish-looking Canadian you'll ever meet, who was passing by with a nice bottle of Glenfiddch whisky. Important note folks, if you ever find yourself stuck at sea in freezing cold, make sure you have a flask of whisky on you (preferably a nicely aged single malt ).

In other news, I dislocated my thumb last night while punching a friend. He ducked and my poor thumb caught the impact. Idiot should have just sat still and accepted the inevitable pain, but noooo, he had to be a wuss and duck. Do you have any idea how hard it is to hold a pint with a dislocated thumb? DO YOU?! Selfish tit. I'm not going to tell him, he'll only mock me senseless. ¬_¬

I have no more news now. I'm just avoiding writing this essay on spatiality and fantasy in Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere.