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I enjoy having two classes that I like going to, and where I'm actually learning things, but I've started basically counting down the minutes until I have computer programming and on the days I have survival, counting down to that too... Oh well. Survival and computer programming are awesome. And then I like my english class and teacher, but it's been sortof boring, although that will probably get better. On the other hand, chem is utterly boring due to Magill (and will probably continue to be), and we've had a lab like every day for the past couple days which means lab write-ups every night. He said he'd cut down on the labs, as we complained, but still. And then history and math are sortof interesting, and sortof boring. And that's my life.

I've been hanging after school with the caf crew, and although it's better than I thought it would be without the ex-seniors, I miss them. I want my penguinutopia to flop down on, and napoleonofnerds so I can listen to interesting debates, l33tspike to slash with other people and to make it so the house isn't completely dark and quiet (except for my room) at 9pm as it's been, and sana_gale to make me laugh, and arrowwhiskers to talk to, and I'm really not describing this well or completely, but I miss the ex-seniors. I want the caf crew of last year back. Plus, we haven't coerced any froshies to join us, so it seems like there aren't enough people.

I seem to have joined the math team, just cause acern forced me to, ok told me to go to the first meeting and I obeyed. First meeting was fun, and it seems like it will be enjoyable, just I really need to organize myself so I have enough time to procrastinate do my homework, go to club meetings, stay after with the crew and do other things like spanish chats, practicing piano, babysitting and doing the million things online that I do each day. Cause I know I have enough time to do everything I want to, I just don't pay attention to time, so waste time before realizing that oh crap it's dinnertime and I have an hour of homework from each of my classes to do. So maybe I'll make a schedule like crazy!bookston suggested to my math class in that off-topic rant a week ago.

Oh, and acern, I thought that you'd like this article titled 'NY men call themselves straight but have sex with men.'

And omg DPS/House crossover love.

edit: fuck homework. I'm watching dead poets' society again.

Tetris Yaoi: the one thing Elisabeth and Carol haven't come up with. Bird yaoi, salamander yaoi, even glove yaoi, but not tetris yaoi. I'm still laughing ten minutes after finding this. Someone should so create a tetris game that is yaoiful with like sounds and those expressions and other things. Is it bad that I can name what positions they're in?

My mind's in this floaty state right now. I feel like I should be sobbing my eyes out for Sophie, but I also feel like I should get over it and move on. And the chant through my head for the past four or so hours has been "sophie, she's gone, sophie, rosalie, molly, they're all gone, sophie, sophie, get over it, sophie, sophie, my namesake's gone, why, sophie." My mind keeps going back to fourth grade when Rosalie was put down and remembering how I felt then and realizing that I felt sad then because my mom was upset and not really anything else. I missed her but no more than if I had been going over to a friend's house for the night. And it was the same thing when my grandmother died. I didn't know her that well, I was sad because my mom and dad were and that was how I should be. Now I actually feel sad and lost and I don't know. Sophie's gone!

Supposedly Sophie and Freddy were Christmas presents to my dad before I was born. I'm not sure if Bear was born yet or not. But I wasn't. My mom went out Christmas Eve or sometime and my dad thought she was going to get pastries.

After school was fun, although that might just be my mind warping the events before I got home. So someone pulled the fire alarm because of smoke in the science wing and the cast of the play, the teachers and the crew from the cafeteria were standing around outside. Rob and some other male senior I don't know were singing Steven Lynch's If I Were Gay song, which I had never heard before. It was amusing to say the least and Carol missed it until some of the last lines.

My history topic right now is "the waste of natural resources around the world and the environmental impact over the past 100 years." Elisabeth came up with the topic because we were discussing how idiotic Chebator was to be forcing us to use 40 notecards when we could all just type it up on the computer and have it perfectly organized. So we were discussing how much paper it was wasting if he was having everyone from all of his classes use them. And Elisabeth suggested the waste of paper around the world as a joke for a topic, but it actually sounds sort of interesting.

Here we are dear old friend
You and I drunk again
Laughs have been had and tears have been shed
Maybe the whiskey has gone to my head

But if I were gay, I would give you my heart
And if I were gay you'd be my work of art
If I were gay we would swim in romance
But I'm not gay so get your hand out of my pants

Its not that I don't care, I do
I just don't see myself in you
Another time another scene
I'd be right behind you if you know what I mean

If I were gay I would give you my soul
If I were gay I would give you my hole.. being
If I were gay we would tear down the walls
But I'm not gay so why don't you stop cupping my b...hands

We've never hugged, we've never kissed
I've never been intimate with your fist
You have opened brand new doors
Get over here and drop your........

Romeo and Juliet continues to be slashy. In Scene 3 of Act 2, we were analyzing Friar Laurance's opening speech. Otis tells us that flowers are a metaphor for love. So, Friar Laurance is looking for flowers, and using Otis's metaphor, he's looking for love. Right after his opening speech, who shows up but Romeo? So Friar Laurance has now found his flowers, his love. Romeo is really a player. And he might be "attracted" to two females, but the people he's having sex with are all male. I mean in basically every single scene, there's some amount of slashy lines and in basically every scene it's a different male. In the first act, in one of the scenes, it was Benvolio and Romeo with:

Benvolio: Be ruled by me forget to think of her.
Romeo: O, teach me how I should forget to think.

Then in the next scene, it was Mercutio talking to Romeo with:

Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight.
Mercutio: Well, so did I.
Romeo: Well what was yours?
Mercutio: That dreamers often lie.

Then a few scenes later, it's Mercutio calling out to Romeo.

Mercutio: Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover!

And now Friar Laurance. And in the next scene, there's so many slashy lines. Ok, Mercutio, Benvolo and Romeo are all teasing each other, but every insult contains a grain of truth and it's so hilarious and slashy and I love this play!

98.1 in math, I probably failed both the spanish quiz and history test I had today, but I really don't care.

I'm 7203 words behind where I should be in NaNoWriMo, but I really don't care. Yay for procrastinating!

I want to kill my brother because two years ago he spent all of two days teaching me trigonometry and lucky me, that's basically all we're doing in math this year. I'm bored out of mind for basically the whole school day now. Pottery is fun and so is english, but everything else has turned into a boring waste of time.

Spent most of the weekend looking for random images instead of writing.

Karl in drag

Karl pointing

I really should be writing right now, shouldn't I?

370 words wasted in this entry.

edit:

I just found some more pictures. Four of them are from Viggo and Karl's trip to promote peace over in Japan. All of those pictures are so slashy, especially the fact that Viggo and Karl did a bed-in where they stayed, together, in a bed for some amount of time. I'll shut up now and give you the link.

Karl and Viggo

I completely failed the history test today. I understand the concepts and know the key vocabulary, but it's not my fault that Chebator can't write questions that I can interpret correctly. I studied... yeah right, I just listened to the bonaparte/nelson story many many times and I got most of the questions right, but then, like half the test had questions I wasn't sure how to interpret. Did we ever actually talk about this muslim empire that was one of the last fill in the blanks? Because I don't remember it. But I messed up on three of the fill in the blanks because I didn't remember ever talking about a muslim empire and I mixed up the slogans. And then there were the seven or eight multiple choice questions that weren't clear enough for me to be able to choose the right answer. So, I basically failed the test and if I don't get a good grade on the essay, I'll have failed our Napoleon test.

96 on my science essay. I was sure that it was complete crap and I didn't even include, much less analyze, the arguments of creationists. Blakely just likes me and I really didn't deserve a grade that high.

In my mind, Nick, Al and Otis are now a threesome. And I'm sorry that I see slash everywhere. Last week, in English, Al asked Otis if he could have a threesome with Nick and Miranda to analyze one of Shakespeare's sonnets. And Otis said no. Today, Al wrote on the board, 'I <3 J. Otis' and Otis asked him if he wanted to erase it to stop rumors from starting and Al said no. Now of course, earlier, Otis told Al, Nick and Miranda no to the threesome because he didn't want them together if he couldn't be in it. Just like history.

Chebator, awhile ago, when we were doing the bread project thingie, was going to allow Steve to be his queen, but when Steve wanted to be queen while Jean was king, he didn't want to allow that because he wanted Steve to himself. He isn't opposed to Steve acting as a female, he's just opposed to Steve being with anyone besides himself. And this one, I didn't come up with myself. I only helped. It's not my fault that I see slash everywhere and that I even see it between teachers and students. It's all my mind's fault and you all for corrupting me. I was perfectly sane before I met Elisabeth and Carol, I swear I was.