I offended someone. I feel so bad. -.-;;
But why were they offended? Because they thought I was dissing slash.
o.O
*huggles slash* You know I would never do that to you, my beautiful fanfiction device. Without you, Broken Circle, Take Me As I Am, Cessation and most of my other really good fanfics would never have been written. I love you, my lovely un-straight muse.
*cough* That said...
Lici found the most random thing last night- the NC-17 post she and Rebecca wrote between Rafe and Amy for Ryuuguu way back in... in... grade eight. The night the three of us drew weird tattos on our face and totally freaked the pizza guy out. Ahhh, memories.
So, anyways, the two were reading the thing aloud at the lunch table today and we were just all laughing our asses off. We were sitting outside at the picnic benches in back of the library. It was a beautiful, sunny day and we were enjoying a humourous, public reading of amatuerish, harlequin style porno. Man, we're such weird people. But I love my friends. I really, truly do.
We got assigned a super-uber project in Global History today. We have to create an aesthetic project- a visual; representation of the economic disparity between the North and South. I think I have mine figured out: I'm going to get a globe. And then I'm going to get some paint. And then I'm going to find a list of all the countries that are being influenced by American corporations and paint them as the American flag. And I might work something about the water crisis in. I think. o.O Yeah, I haven't thought this out too well.
In other news: Wurthering Hights kicks ass. I think I'm turning into a Victorian-Literature fan. >.<
On the sour side of school work, we just got assigned a really long essay on the excavation of grave sites in Archaeology. But I'll forgive Mr. Williamson since our exam is a field trip. ^______^
School year. So. Close. To. Being. Over.
... and we might do Les Mis next year? Did I mention that? Whee, Les Mis!!!!
'Do you hear the people sing
Singing the songs of angry men
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echos the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tommorow comes!'
But why were they offended? Because they thought I was dissing slash.
o.O
*huggles slash* You know I would never do that to you, my beautiful fanfiction device. Without you, Broken Circle, Take Me As I Am, Cessation and most of my other really good fanfics would never have been written. I love you, my lovely un-straight muse.
*cough* That said...
Lici found the most random thing last night- the NC-17 post she and Rebecca wrote between Rafe and Amy for Ryuuguu way back in... in... grade eight. The night the three of us drew weird tattos on our face and totally freaked the pizza guy out. Ahhh, memories.
So, anyways, the two were reading the thing aloud at the lunch table today and we were just all laughing our asses off. We were sitting outside at the picnic benches in back of the library. It was a beautiful, sunny day and we were enjoying a humourous, public reading of amatuerish, harlequin style porno. Man, we're such weird people. But I love my friends. I really, truly do.
We got assigned a super-uber project in Global History today. We have to create an aesthetic project- a visual; representation of the economic disparity between the North and South. I think I have mine figured out: I'm going to get a globe. And then I'm going to get some paint. And then I'm going to find a list of all the countries that are being influenced by American corporations and paint them as the American flag. And I might work something about the water crisis in. I think. o.O Yeah, I haven't thought this out too well.
In other news: Wurthering Hights kicks ass. I think I'm turning into a Victorian-Literature fan. >.<
On the sour side of school work, we just got assigned a really long essay on the excavation of grave sites in Archaeology. But I'll forgive Mr. Williamson since our exam is a field trip. ^______^
School year. So. Close. To. Being. Over.
... and we might do Les Mis next year? Did I mention that? Whee, Les Mis!!!!
'Do you hear the people sing
Singing the songs of angry men
It is the music of a people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echos the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tommorow comes!'