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And so bandom hits Twitter.
Bringing back the lols!
*entering weird phase and this won't make sense unless you sleep deprive yourself on a daily basis*
Yes that means that MCR is now on twitter, and also blogging. If Andy can do it, so can Frank.
But of this discovery has been triumphed by the gossipy nature of bandom and there being 400^4009 posts about: WAYBIE! Apparently he and lyn-z are expecting a wee little bebe. Cuteness? DEFINITELY
Next gen bandom(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) in which we do crazy stuff, like I dunno, PAIR THEM ALL OFF WITH EACH OTHER in bethrotals or not, etc etc. Notice I just said we. Does this mean you're going to write? an actual something?
I might write, or well, I am going to write. But it's not bandom related and mainly therapeutic, since I need to get rid of this feeling.
Also: I need to finish this year to focus 100% on my studies again. At the end of this year (not schoolyear) Debate will be over, I won't be making people presents (I love you all, but really, I WAS MAD!) and I will be turning 18.
On that note I will be getting money from the goverment, you people call it scholarships (everybody gets a shitty one over here), to pay for my insurance. It's not a lot, but every bit helps. Also next year means: I will find a job and EARN MONEY for f's sake. Also I've registered for the uni registration site. Meaning uni is one click and a form away. JEEHJ *happy dance* Hell yes, goodbye high school TWATS.
Today, well, was not a good day. Womanhood popped up again so my back is killing me. I've decided that most of my friends have sort of abandoned me, due to our schedules being so vastly not colliding. Also today was freaky. I've been operating on less than 20 hours of sleep in the past 4 days and I tend to nod of during Math.
I was so out of it that it took me 5 minutes to figure out that all the roads were iced over, thus making stepping off the bike impossible due to falling over danger. Luckily I was wearing the spiked snow boots. BEAT THAT ICYROADS!
We had a basketball comp, which was sorta fun. We won the Eastern Conference and eventually lost to the winner of the Western Conference. We were, btw, the Boston Celtics: Go team! We got pie in the end for our effort, which was AWESOME :D.
Then I found out MCR was on twitter, which is awesome, then the waybie, which is a trump card of awesome ness. And then other shit started happening. I adopted these dragons and I was twittering like a baboon and blah blah blah and now I'm like: wtf? nearly midnight.
My brain...BLAHRGH. I need to go sleep and knit. at the same time. This is not POSSIBLE, stupido brain.
Bringing back the lols!
*entering weird phase and this won't make sense unless you sleep deprive yourself on a daily basis*
Yes that means that MCR is now on twitter, and also blogging. If Andy can do it, so can Frank.
But of this discovery has been triumphed by the gossipy nature of bandom and there being 400^4009 posts about: WAYBIE! Apparently he and lyn-z are expecting a wee little bebe. Cuteness? DEFINITELY
Next gen bandom(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) in which we do crazy stuff, like I dunno, PAIR THEM ALL OFF WITH EACH OTHER in bethrotals or not, etc etc. Notice I just said we. Does this mean you're going to write? an actual something?
I might write, or well, I am going to write. But it's not bandom related and mainly therapeutic, since I need to get rid of this feeling.
Also: I need to finish this year to focus 100% on my studies again. At the end of this year (not schoolyear) Debate will be over, I won't be making people presents (I love you all, but really, I WAS MAD!) and I will be turning 18.
On that note I will be getting money from the goverment, you people call it scholarships (everybody gets a shitty one over here), to pay for my insurance. It's not a lot, but every bit helps. Also next year means: I will find a job and EARN MONEY for f's sake. Also I've registered for the uni registration site. Meaning uni is one click and a form away. JEEHJ *happy dance* Hell yes, goodbye high school TWATS.
Today, well, was not a good day. Womanhood popped up again so my back is killing me. I've decided that most of my friends have sort of abandoned me, due to our schedules being so vastly not colliding. Also today was freaky. I've been operating on less than 20 hours of sleep in the past 4 days and I tend to nod of during Math.
I was so out of it that it took me 5 minutes to figure out that all the roads were iced over, thus making stepping off the bike impossible due to falling over danger. Luckily I was wearing the spiked snow boots. BEAT THAT ICYROADS!
We had a basketball comp, which was sorta fun. We won the Eastern Conference and eventually lost to the winner of the Western Conference. We were, btw, the Boston Celtics: Go team! We got pie in the end for our effort, which was AWESOME :D.
Then I found out MCR was on twitter, which is awesome, then the waybie, which is a trump card of awesome ness. And then other shit started happening. I adopted these dragons and I was twittering like a baboon and blah blah blah and now I'm like: wtf? nearly midnight.
My brain...BLAHRGH. I need to go sleep and knit. at the same time. This is not POSSIBLE, stupido brain.