Max, ML (wow, middle-school-throwback nickname - don't think anyone calls her that anymore), an' me. Oh, because you know we'll probably do it? =P Hmmm. I see how it is...
<3 Good excuse to post here and waste some more time. LALALALALA. Yes, even though I'm currently talking to you on AIM. (Now it's three hours and counting that I've been NOT WORKING, by the way.) And yes, I'm going to post /here/, because my LJ is much-disused. I'm kind of, as always, considering reviving it, but that sort of requires...work. Of the deleting-entries-and-revamping-to-make-pretty sort. Mostly the former.
Moving on to the friendly chain-survey-thing. (Eugh. Side note? I don't like these things. I mean, I do, but I don't - it's easily comprehensible, though, because they're a lot of fun, but they kind of have unspoken rules that I have issues with. One: You're not really supposed to ask/tell/find out, and I (and everyone!) always look(s?) at them and do the whole compulsive oooooh-who-is-that-they're-talking-about-oh-goodness-is-that-me-I-wonder-am-I-on-this/I've-never-met-an-uncertainty-I-didn't-want-obliterated thing. Two: You shouldn't make little side comments with them, but I do that about...life. And will probably break that "unspoken rule".)
1. I used to think that you were a) a horrible person and b) beautiful. 2. My father called you ugly. 3. Since we left Day and our circumstantial friendship behind and came to North, I think we've only had one conversation that qualifies as conversation (and only one or two that don't), but I saw the date one Saturday a few weeks ago, and the first thing that I thought was that it was your birthday. 4. I initially thought that you and Charlie Mokriski were/should be a couple. (Um. EW.) 5. For a long time, I found your touch physically repulsive. 6. I don't remember/know too much about you anymore, and I'll probably lose it within the next five years, but the last thing about you to seep out of my memory will more than likely be the sight of your eyelashes from the side. 7. I can't stand having a conversation of substance with you, and sometimes (more often than not) I'd like to strangle you with a fishnet stocking. 8. I actually happen to think that your brother's good enough at everything that he should be allowed to be full of himself. 9. You're an idiot. I adore your personality, but you're so far from intelligent that it's not even funny. 10. There are very nice ways to explain you, but the shortest way is the brutal truth.... You're spineless and catty.
I typed out the numbers first, then came down here to write More Rambling, then intend to go back and fill in the number-slots. Is that weird? ^^;
More Rambling: Sometimes I have to consciously inform myself that I don't need to press the Shift key when pressing Enter. Only sometimes, but I still think it's a sign that AIM is unhealthy. o_o;
Re: Your three-line entry - Eugh. 'Nuff said.
Re: Midsummer - I already congratulated you, plus people, so...chyaa. I just wanted to give an extra HA to the whole you-and-Bryan business. Oh, and I went to Sparknotes to read about the play...I should probably actually read /it/, though. Just because. (Yeah. In all that spare time.) Why did you say that damnitpucksfemale (Eehee, that reminds me of Day - wasn't that Mag?)? Isn't Bottom the guy Titania falls in love with? Or is that just relevant to the can't-tap-that conversation? dskalfjaslfd I'm still really happy that we're doing a Shakespeare I've heard of. It's kind of inane how happy I am about that.
Aaand...we're done. Because I have a Spanish test tomorrow, an essay to write, and God only knows what in chem/history, I'll now be filling in the blank number-slots and clicking "Post Comment".
<3, Kat
P.S. So...I've finally done the survey. I scrambled and reorganized it, too. =D I feel like I wound up with rather a variety. And it's now been five hours' distraction.
<3 Good excuse to post here and waste some more time. LALALALALA. Yes, even though I'm currently talking to you on AIM. (Now it's three hours and counting that I've been NOT WORKING, by the way.) And yes, I'm going to post /here/, because my LJ is much-disused. I'm kind of, as always, considering reviving it, but that sort of requires...work. Of the deleting-entries-and-revamping-to-make-pretty sort. Mostly the former.
Moving on to the friendly chain-survey-thing. (Eugh. Side note? I don't like these things. I mean, I do, but I don't - it's easily comprehensible, though, because they're a lot of fun, but they kind of have unspoken rules that I have issues with. One: You're not really supposed to ask/tell/find out, and I (and everyone!) always look(s?) at them and do the whole compulsive oooooh-who-is-that-they're-talking-about-oh-goodness-is-that-me-I-wonder-am-I-on-this/I've-never-met-an-uncertainty-I-didn't-want-obliterated thing. Two: You shouldn't make little side comments with them, but I do that about...life. And will probably break that "unspoken rule".)
1. I used to think that you were a) a horrible person and b) beautiful.
2. My father called you ugly.
3. Since we left Day and our circumstantial friendship behind and came to North, I think we've only had one conversation that qualifies as conversation (and only one or two that don't), but I saw the date one Saturday a few weeks ago, and the first thing that I thought was that it was your birthday.
4. I initially thought that you and Charlie Mokriski were/should be a couple. (Um. EW.)
5. For a long time, I found your touch physically repulsive.
6. I don't remember/know too much about you anymore, and I'll probably lose it within the next five years, but the last thing about you to seep out of my memory will more than likely be the sight of your eyelashes from the side.
7. I can't stand having a conversation of substance with you, and sometimes (more often than not) I'd like to strangle you with a fishnet stocking.
8. I actually happen to think that your brother's good enough at everything that he should be allowed to be full of himself.
9. You're an idiot. I adore your personality, but you're so far from intelligent that it's not even funny.
10. There are very nice ways to explain you, but the shortest way is the brutal truth.... You're spineless and catty.
I typed out the numbers first, then came down here to write More Rambling, then intend to go back and fill in the number-slots. Is that weird? ^^;
More Rambling: Sometimes I have to consciously inform myself that I don't need to press the Shift key when pressing Enter. Only sometimes, but I still think it's a sign that AIM is unhealthy. o_o;
Re: Your three-line entry - Eugh. 'Nuff said.
Re: Midsummer - I already congratulated you, plus people, so...chyaa. I just wanted to give an extra HA to the whole you-and-Bryan business. Oh, and I went to Sparknotes to read about the play...I should probably actually read /it/, though. Just because. (Yeah. In all that spare time.) Why did you say that damnitpucksfemale (Eehee, that reminds me of Day - wasn't that Mag?)? Isn't Bottom the guy Titania falls in love with? Or is that just relevant to the can't-tap-that conversation? dskalfjaslfd I'm still really happy that we're doing a Shakespeare I've heard of. It's kind of inane how happy I am about that.
Aaand...we're done. Because I have a Spanish test tomorrow, an essay to write, and God only knows what in chem/history, I'll now be filling in the blank number-slots and clicking "Post Comment".
<3,
Kat
P.S. So...I've finally done the survey. I scrambled and reorganized it, too. =D I feel like I wound up with rather a variety. And it's now been five hours' distraction.
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