((More Trick or Treat stuff: a post about MY life. Written as SHELLY. What.))
Well, this is most unusual. Alas, I am a man of my word (and so "Naem" tries to be) - as such, here is the requested post.
This was a pleasant week. Earlier on, she was ridiculously concerned about a "surprise" History test. I fail to see what the problem was. Firstly, it was hardly a surprise - the teacher warned her students a day before. Secondly... I, for one, have never had a target kindly tell me he intended to shoot at my head, much less a day in advance. So, really... Have some perspective, young lady.
Then there was Physical Education, something she considers to be the bane of her existence, yet admits to be ultimately useful. I will refrain from commenting on her physical abilities - she already puts herself down more than enough and, in any case, it is not my job to do so.
... Speaking of which, she was far too quick to cringe when a schoolmate suggested that throwing a gun in the trash can would be an effective way to dispose of it. It may sound like a terrible idea, but she should have asked for an explanation. For the sake of my own amusement, if nothing else.
Other than that, the week had its ups and downs, as is customary with weeks and, if I may add, teenagers, who can often be troubled by the silliest things. Claudia has been having some trouble keeping up with her Role Playing games, apparently, which is... a shame, considering she was accepted into a new one. It's not as if I enjoy being trapped in space; however, when applying for these games, one is signing a contract of sorts, you see... so I would be rather displeased if, for some reason, she failed to live up to it.
Not that it matters. I can hardly do a thing to her.
... And if a punishment is overdue, I would wager it will come when her insecurities about the way she "writes" me wander back.
Have a good day, LiveJournal. Should you need my services, you know how to reach me.
This was a pleasant week. Earlier on, she was ridiculously concerned about a "surprise" History test. I fail to see what the problem was. Firstly, it was hardly a surprise - the teacher warned her students a day before. Secondly... I, for one, have never had a target kindly tell me he intended to shoot at my head, much less a day in advance. So, really... Have some perspective, young lady.
Then there was Physical Education, something she considers to be the bane of her existence, yet admits to be ultimately useful. I will refrain from commenting on her physical abilities - she already puts herself down more than enough and, in any case, it is not my job to do so.
... Speaking of which, she was far too quick to cringe when a schoolmate suggested that throwing a gun in the trash can would be an effective way to dispose of it. It may sound like a terrible idea, but she should have asked for an explanation. For the sake of my own amusement, if nothing else.
Other than that, the week had its ups and downs, as is customary with weeks and, if I may add, teenagers, who can often be troubled by the silliest things. Claudia has been having some trouble keeping up with her Role Playing games, apparently, which is... a shame, considering she was accepted into a new one. It's not as if I enjoy being trapped in space; however, when applying for these games, one is signing a contract of sorts, you see... so I would be rather displeased if, for some reason, she failed to live up to it.
Not that it matters. I can hardly do a thing to her.
... And if a punishment is overdue, I would wager it will come when her insecurities about the way she "writes" me wander back.
Have a good day, LiveJournal. Should you need my services, you know how to reach me.