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silentdescantI had a very fun night. My Lit class went to one of our houses, and he had a firepit in his backyard. We all brought lots of snacks and junk food and sat around the fire and listened to Odds Bodkin's Odyssey on CD. But wow, was it cold. >.< There was some serious wind goin' on. We mostly stayed bundled up the entire time, even though we all brought things to do like knitting, cross-stitch, drawing, ect. I found out that I can't knit with gloves on. lol! By the end, it was very very dark. Four hours we spent listening to the CDs. But it was good. And I'm no good at making s'mores. LOL!
Also, I forgot to write about all the hysterics on Friday. Before the biology test, my three friends and I were waiting in the kitchen, supposedly studying, but actually just comiserating on the sad, pathetic, sleeplessness that is our lives. So eventually, we dissolved into hysterics, laughing aimlessly (and loudly) over the smallest things. Then my friend crawled under the table ("crawled into a hole to die...") and that's when the screaming started. First, she started screaming, then my other friend started screaming with her (they're a very odd pair, the two of them), then the one under the table pinched Tiffany's leg, so she kinda freaked out, and we were all laughing quite a bit. It was all very sad, in a hilarious kind of way. O.o My sister said she could hear us all the way down the driveway, and my piano teacher said that she could hear us from inside the studio. >.< There wasn't near as much hysterics during tonight's gathering, although the two girls did giggle quite a bit when they compared Cyclops to how they act when they first wake up in the morning. lol!
Declining By Degrees is FINISHED. COMPLETELY. With a cover-letter and all. *DANCES LIKE WO* Wings of Desire and my Personal Evaluation are both on the right track, but Invisible Man reallllllly sucks. >.< Is it Wednesday yet? I want it both to never come and to get here as soon as possible.
My eyes are kinda burning from the smokiness, and my hair and clothes smell faintly of ash. >.< And while I see the appeal of fire, I don't think I like being that close to it. Although it was warm. *g*
eta: I forgot to write about my freaky dream (though nowhere near as freaky as yours, Raquel. THAT was freaky.)
basic info: my mom hasn't seen any of my fanfiction (and I'm not even really sure that she knows I write it).
the dream: so, somehow, my mom finds my livejournal and knows that it's mine. She looks through the entries, starting at the first ones, and says "you're not really writing that much, are you?" and yeah, at the time, I wasn't writing all that much fanfiction. So then, she clicks forward through the entries, and I get kinda panicky, because I know what's coming up. Yes, the Monaboyd porn. >.< I think I woke up before she found those entries, but I was so freaked out once I woke up..... @.@ Scared the daylights out of me, that did. lol!
Also, I forgot to write about all the hysterics on Friday. Before the biology test, my three friends and I were waiting in the kitchen, supposedly studying, but actually just comiserating on the sad, pathetic, sleeplessness that is our lives. So eventually, we dissolved into hysterics, laughing aimlessly (and loudly) over the smallest things. Then my friend crawled under the table ("crawled into a hole to die...") and that's when the screaming started. First, she started screaming, then my other friend started screaming with her (they're a very odd pair, the two of them), then the one under the table pinched Tiffany's leg, so she kinda freaked out, and we were all laughing quite a bit. It was all very sad, in a hilarious kind of way. O.o My sister said she could hear us all the way down the driveway, and my piano teacher said that she could hear us from inside the studio. >.< There wasn't near as much hysterics during tonight's gathering, although the two girls did giggle quite a bit when they compared Cyclops to how they act when they first wake up in the morning. lol!
Declining By Degrees is FINISHED. COMPLETELY. With a cover-letter and all. *DANCES LIKE WO* Wings of Desire and my Personal Evaluation are both on the right track, but Invisible Man reallllllly sucks. >.< Is it Wednesday yet? I want it both to never come and to get here as soon as possible.
My eyes are kinda burning from the smokiness, and my hair and clothes smell faintly of ash. >.< And while I see the appeal of fire, I don't think I like being that close to it. Although it was warm. *g*
eta: I forgot to write about my freaky dream (though nowhere near as freaky as yours, Raquel. THAT was freaky.)
basic info: my mom hasn't seen any of my fanfiction (and I'm not even really sure that she knows I write it).
the dream: so, somehow, my mom finds my livejournal and knows that it's mine. She looks through the entries, starting at the first ones, and says "you're not really writing that much, are you?" and yeah, at the time, I wasn't writing all that much fanfiction. So then, she clicks forward through the entries, and I get kinda panicky, because I know what's coming up. Yes, the Monaboyd porn. >.< I think I woke up before she found those entries, but I was so freaked out once I woke up..... @.@ Scared the daylights out of me, that did. lol!