YAAAAAAY!
HECK YES. Presentation night was postponed until after the holidays!! YEAH, HELL YEAH. I need to do 12 artifacts, and they were originally to be presented tomorrow, and guess how many I have done? One, maybe. Because of the major power outages, they were smart enough to postpone the exhibition until January or so. So, MORE TIME TO WORK!! PROCRASTINATION PREVAILS! -DANCES IN CAPSLOCK-
-cough- Yeah, it's a big deal. I could've been expelled if I didn't have a good presentation. (And no, not because my grades are that abysmal, it's that my principal is really cracking down on slackers lately. She threatened that if you don't present, you will be expelled.)
Also, I was looking through my stickies and found something amusing from some fanfic a while ago:
(Riza and Havoc are up in a tower near a beach, with sniper rifles, hanging out and waiting for their signal. Of course, Havoc comments on the great view of all the ladies in their swimwear, while staring at them through his scope.)
"Well, yeah. And a better view, too." He kept staring at the brunette with a lazy smile. "Much better."
"Maybe if you weren't such a pig, more women would date you."
"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch, more women would date you."
"Just because I won't sleep with you doesn't mean I'm gay," she countered sharply.
"How else will I know for sure?" He shrugged. "I'm just sayin'."
Oh! And I got some random inspiration, and this is NOWHERE near complete, this is just a loose template for a fic, that I will likely nevereverever finish. I'm not really an author at all, but I occasionally have some neat ideas. This is mostly just posted for me to have stored somewhere. Oddly enough, Falman's POV. (It would've been Havoc, but Havoc doesn't use the bigger words I would intend on using. :P)
We all lost something when he passed on. Some of us lost more than others. She lost the one she loved, but most depressing in our eyes, she lost her raison d'être. We watched as she handed in her resignation forms, and left the office that night without a word. We would see her tomorrow, but none of us knew what we would see.
Her reaction wasn't all that unexpected, after Alphonse had whispered to us all the events of that chilling night, when Hawkeye wasn't around. It still hurt us all to watch.
-cough- Yeah, it's a big deal. I could've been expelled if I didn't have a good presentation. (And no, not because my grades are that abysmal, it's that my principal is really cracking down on slackers lately. She threatened that if you don't present, you will be expelled.)
Also, I was looking through my stickies and found something amusing from some fanfic a while ago:
(Riza and Havoc are up in a tower near a beach, with sniper rifles, hanging out and waiting for their signal. Of course, Havoc comments on the great view of all the ladies in their swimwear, while staring at them through his scope.)
"Well, yeah. And a better view, too." He kept staring at the brunette with a lazy smile. "Much better."
"Maybe if you weren't such a pig, more women would date you."
"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch, more women would date you."
"Just because I won't sleep with you doesn't mean I'm gay," she countered sharply.
"How else will I know for sure?" He shrugged. "I'm just sayin'."
Oh! And I got some random inspiration, and this is NOWHERE near complete, this is just a loose template for a fic, that I will likely nevereverever finish. I'm not really an author at all, but I occasionally have some neat ideas. This is mostly just posted for me to have stored somewhere. Oddly enough, Falman's POV. (It would've been Havoc, but Havoc doesn't use the bigger words I would intend on using. :P)
We all lost something when he passed on. Some of us lost more than others. She lost the one she loved, but most depressing in our eyes, she lost her raison d'être. We watched as she handed in her resignation forms, and left the office that night without a word. We would see her tomorrow, but none of us knew what we would see.
Her reaction wasn't all that unexpected, after Alphonse had whispered to us all the events of that chilling night, when Hawkeye wasn't around. It still hurt us all to watch.