[mood|
...I can't flip anyone off today. ::sobs::]
[music| Yubira Noi - O-Zone]
Quote of the Day:
"Before you judge someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way you'll be a mile away and have their shoes."
Observaton/Advice for Today:
Don't stick a pointy object in your eye.
Today's Factoid:
The average pencil can draw a line 35 miles long.
Gag Fortune Cookie:
Your fortune can be found in a cookie.
First off, this is a great site, courtesy of Drakanious.
http://www.foon.co.uk/farcade/?page=balls Next, My sister and I decided that when we get time, we're gonna record her voice (in a French accent) saying, "Eat my cheesecrackers, biyatch! Hauhauhau!"
On to review a wild school day (which I forgot to take my meds for, so I was sneezing like hell through all of it).
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1st, Metals 3, Rand:
Well, we moved the empty metal rack into it's new home, and therefore it was time to put the metal back on it.
I smashed my fingers between metal and cement, of course.
Holy Murphy's Law, Batman! I hopped around making very odd noises and flapping my left wrist like a chicken's wing. The boys were staring at me like I'd gone mad. They were probably thinking, "Dude...females are strange." Randy-Man didn't notice until I flapped into his peripheral vision. He asked, "Did you get iron in your hand? Do you need to see the nurse?" I shook my head at the first question, and nodded my head to the second. He'd turned around at the shake, though, so he didn't see.
And I still had to help put the metal on the rack, too.
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3rd, Strings, Bloomberg:
Not only did I smash my fingers, but I had to play an instrument with 'em, too. Before I did that, though, I asked Gloomy if I could see the nurse for some Advil. She said okay.
So down to 1st Floor I went. Upon reaching the nurses office, I filled out the little sheet saying why I was there, and when I asked for my Advil, she told me I had none.
USD 501 is a law-whore, I swear.
You see, 501 requires a permission form AND medication to be provided by parents, whether it's painkillers or Viagra. If we're caught with any kind of medicine, over-the-counter or otherwise, we're suspended. (Sarah ignores this rule, much to all her friends' delight. She's a walking pharmacy.)
Anyway, I banged my head on the window a couple of times, and asked if I could use the phone. The intern said okay, so I called Mom. She agreed to come down with some Advil when she heard what I'd done.
So I waited for about 30 minutes, and listened to various whiny kids come in saying, "Oh, my stomach hurts!", or moan, "Oh, I've got a headache!", and proceed to tell me how miserable they were.
Children, look at my swollen, throbbing, purple fingers.
Do you think I care?
I'm just glad they aren't broken. Well, Mom came bearing gifts of brand x ibuprofen and Pepsi to wash it down with. A Pepsi. She brought me a PEPSI.
I love my mom! ::sniffle::
Anyway, I went back to class, and tortured my hands through realy lengthy, hard songs. Bloomberg better never complain about my participation. When we finished, I watched Cat practice her marching band drills. It was amusing.
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1st Lunch:
Chocolate Milk: it tasted NASTY today. Like fish were in it or something.
Chocolate-Chip Cookies: Deliciously soft.
Pepperoni Rectangle Pizza: Batman, Batman, I LOOOOOOVE THE PIZZA!
Soggy Fries: piled 'em on Laura's tray. She was nice enough to toss 'em for me. She's such a doll. ^__^
Many stares over my fingers. They were hurting, then all of a sudden, the pain stopped. The painkillers finally kicked in. They were still tender, of course, but the throbbing was mercifully gone.
Thank you, Brand X Ibuprofen.
After that, we (Trudy, Megan, Laura, Ionia, Raleigh, and 2 others) watched the 3foot TV pour out news on Hurricane Katrina. I was rooting for the wind, egging it on, saying, "Go, Kat, go! Knock Mr. I'm-Stupid-To-Be-Out-In-Such-High-Gusts-Reporter-Man!" The discussion on the hurricane quickly degenerated to a topic of much interest.
Casket surfing.
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5th, Mythology, Brancaccio:
Pistacio read this quote, and replied to it before she gave us a quicky assignment. The reply?
"If it's good enough for Albert [Einstein], then it's good enough for us."
Which sparked a deep thought-process within my mind about the truthfulness of that statement, which went something like this:
Albert Einstein was a rocket scientist.
If it's good enough for a rocket scientist, who does really complicated things, then it's good enough for me.
However, Einstein preferred simplicity.
So, I'm to be satisfied with something simple?
Or is it too complicated for a non-rocket scientist?
Why am I pondering this?
I should be writing my answer.
....
What was the question?
We read the myth known as "Raven Steals the Light", which I think I've read in the past.
When I get the paper back, I'll show you what I wrote; it was fairly humorous. In any case, we had to make a thoughtful question based on the story, to 'incite deep thinking'. Then we had to pass the q's around the classroom, andeach group would write an answer. William's gruop wrote something in the area of "How does this relate to modern day?"
To which my group (AKA I) answered to the effects of:
"It'd be considered totally perverted these days. When Raven decides to steal the light by getting into the old man's good graces by becoming the woman's child, he also thinks of her as something other than mother. Here's a direct quote from the story.
'...and thinking of her, Raven felt something other than just his imagination begin to stir.'
Can you say incestuous?"
Word.
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7th, Jewelry, Vanek:
Only one thing was funny in there today.
While explaining to the class the next step in the project, Mrs. Health Check said that she didn't like to go through the District Office for supplies like jewelry saws because she never gets 'em on time, but she didn't have any choice this go 'round, so she said, and I quote:
"Well, it's ghetto 501."
No blades, no bows!
XD
In case you hadn't realized by now, she's back from the hospital.
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Here's a little something you yaoi-lovers like me might be interested in....
First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use.
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1 Heero
2 Miroku
3 Duo
4 Yuusuke
5 Hiei
6 Dorothy
7 Hilde
8 Trowa
9 Quatre
10 Wufei
11 Ryo
12 Rowen
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Have you read a 6/11 fic? Do you want to?
Dorothy/Ryo? That has got to be a pairing NO ONE has thought of. No and no.
Do you think 4 is hot? How hot?
Yes, Inu Yasha's hot. Like, drool-pant hot. (HA! I'm so punny.)
What would happen if 12 got 8 pregnant??
I would laugh my head off if Rowen knocked up Trowa.
Can you rec any fic(s) about 9?
Uh. Yeah. Talya Firedancer's "Ready...Aim...FIRE!"
Would 2 and 6 make a good couple?
Miroku/Dorothy?! ::howls with laughter::
5/9 or 5/10? Why?
Hiei/Quatre, Hiei/Wufei? ::snort:: Hiei'd prob'ly kill Q-ball and mutilate Wu-man.
What would happen if 7 walked in on 2 and 12 having sex?
Hilde walking in on Miroku/Rowen? She'd totally spy on 'em. XD
Make up a summary for a 3/10 fic.
Duo/Wufei; a GW pairing at last. Um, Duo gets horny in the airless cell and screws Wufei's lights out.
Is there any such thing as 1/8 fluff?
Not with Heero/Trowa. Maybe a tender, affectionate glance or two, but that's it.
Suggest a title for a 7/12 hurt/comfort fic.?
Hilde/Rowen? "Life of War".
What kind of plot device would you use if you wanted 4 to deflower 1?
::laughs incoherently:: Yuusuke nail Heero? HA! Reigun up his ass, man! XDDD
Does anyone on your friends list read 7 slash??
Hilde's not very popular...I RP her and don't particularly like reading her in slash. I suppose so, though.
Does anyone on your friends list read 3 het?
Yes. Fo' sho'! (Why write Duo/Hilde otherwise?)
Does anyone on your friends list write or draw 11?
No. Ryo is so cool though! You guys need Prozac.
Would anyone on your friends list write 2/4/5?
Hiei/Yuusuke, maybe, but not them with Miroku.
What might 10 scream out at a moment of great passion?
"I feel like a woman!" (If Wufei's bottom. XD)
If you write a songfic about 8, which song would you choose?
For Trowa, a scintillating Nickelback song known as 'Photograph'.
If you wrote a 1/6/12 fic, what would the warnings be?
Heero/Dorothy/Rowen?
Total Crack!fic.
What might a good pick-up line for 2 to use on 10?
Miroku would ask Wufei this:
"Wanna see my Windtunnel up close?"
When was the last time you read a fic about 5?
I read a Hiei/Yuusuke about three months ago....
What is 6's super-sekrit kink?
Dude! It'd be a secret if Dorothy WASN'T into BSDM!
Would 11 shag 9? Drunk or sober?
Nah....Even if they didn't manage to cross dimensions, Quatre'd totally be sober.
If 3 and 7 get together, who tops?
::snortleclucks::
Kinda have to be Duo, ne?
"One and Nine are in a happy relationship until 9 suddenly runs off with 4. One, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with 11 and a brief, unhappy affair with 12, then follows the wise advice of 5 and finds true love with 3." What title would you give this fic? Name three people on your friends list who might read it. Name one person who should write it.
"Heero and Quatre are in a happy relationship until Quatre suddenly runs off with Yuusuke. Heero, broken-hearted, has a hot one-night stand with Ryo and a brief unhappy affair with Rowen, then follows the wise advise of Hiei and finds true love with Duo."
Hell, YES! I'm a total 1x2 fan, YEAH! XD
Title: Demon's Black Thoughts
3 Friends:
7maxwell,
penbeetreewood, and
emptyfate.
Person Who Should Write it:
bagelbunion How would you feel if 7/8 was canon?
Hilde/Trowa? Wow. Cool. XD
You have no idea how many typos I've had to correct for lack of usable fingers on my left hand.
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Ouchified,
DM