Love needs no cure; only prejudice does.
Newflash: Being gay is not a disease, gosh.
I think both Northern Downpour and Nine in the Afternoon sound as though Ryan wrote them for Brendon and Brendon is singing them for Ryan. It is possibly just me, but I think it's adorable. Also, it's the only song (thus far) where Ryan sings it nearly throughout with Brendon (during the live in Toronto, at least). I call that conclusive circumstantial evidence (:
I am possibly on Ryan/Brendon withdrawal, and it's only been a day.
Also:
I refuse to let you be my Brendon. Or
I refuse to be your Ryan. Does that make sense? It probably doesn't.
That was running through my entire anger today. I like Ryan/Brendon; I refuse to screw them up with you and I.
Maybe it's the stress. I've never been this impatient at someone before.
Monday's events completely guilted me into being Spontaneously Productive. Firstly, submitted CareerKeys excuse letter without a hitch, and then returned overdue French library books (to which the librarian's response was a breezy, "Oh, it's alright!" before I even finished rushing out my panicked "I'M SORRY IT'S OVERDUE"), and also told my dad I went for French make-up without um, going for it, and nearly getting caught because as I was rushing into MOELC at 6.10 pm, I smacked right into him (figuratively) but he accepted my explanation of having gone to the library after class easily. Also, rehearsed CmPS and then had a productive 1.5 hour Inconvo concept discussion, so I was - I was pretty focused because I was so busy. Then I went home, had dinner in 15 minutes, followed by 30 minutes of piano and then an hour of homework (Chinese and History notes annotation), followed by around 45 minutes of Inconvo responses, finalization of CmPS powerpoint, showering, final script by 10.30 pm, and I was packed and off the computer at 11 pm, with a bit of delay between 10.30 - 11 pm.
That is an unprecedented level of productivity in a couple of weeks, I suspect, especially on a school day. I slept at 11.30, after half hour of reading. It's - really, wow. I function better when I'm not - stressed, per se, but concretely busy. When I have meetings/commitments scheduled right after each other, etc. I work more efficiently with more but quantifiable jobs. I am still on that work high (I wonder if this seriousness is what's getting me in school around people, because I'm afraid that relaxing standards in school will result in slacking increasing exponentially /: ) and it damn well better continue until Thursday, because - I am Underprepared.
My GPA!
I'm so damn glad CmPS presentation was over. Presentation was worse than expected, since I didn't use cue cards at all (Shit), but Q&A could be considered good, I suppose. I'm just damn glad it's over, seriously. I realize I didn't put it the creative effort I normally do for other things, merely the drudge administrative details, but - CmPS is probably the single biggest failure of my secondary school career, and - surprisingly, now I'm okay with that. Report will be over in another week ! Oh, joy :D
The ball kicked me during PE today. I ran slightly over 2 km.
In other things, I do also hate threesomes sometimes.
Will post masterlist of Ryan/Brendon after Thursday. Can't actually wait for 17 Again on Sunday.
I think both Northern Downpour and Nine in the Afternoon sound as though Ryan wrote them for Brendon and Brendon is singing them for Ryan. It is possibly just me, but I think it's adorable. Also, it's the only song (thus far) where Ryan sings it nearly throughout with Brendon (during the live in Toronto, at least). I call that conclusive circumstantial evidence (:
I am possibly on Ryan/Brendon withdrawal, and it's only been a day.
Also:
I refuse to let you be my Brendon. Or
I refuse to be your Ryan. Does that make sense? It probably doesn't.
That was running through my entire anger today. I like Ryan/Brendon; I refuse to screw them up with you and I.
Maybe it's the stress. I've never been this impatient at someone before.
Monday's events completely guilted me into being Spontaneously Productive. Firstly, submitted CareerKeys excuse letter without a hitch, and then returned overdue French library books (to which the librarian's response was a breezy, "Oh, it's alright!" before I even finished rushing out my panicked "I'M SORRY IT'S OVERDUE"), and also told my dad I went for French make-up without um, going for it, and nearly getting caught because as I was rushing into MOELC at 6.10 pm, I smacked right into him (figuratively) but he accepted my explanation of having gone to the library after class easily. Also, rehearsed CmPS and then had a productive 1.5 hour Inconvo concept discussion, so I was - I was pretty focused because I was so busy. Then I went home, had dinner in 15 minutes, followed by 30 minutes of piano and then an hour of homework (Chinese and History notes annotation), followed by around 45 minutes of Inconvo responses, finalization of CmPS powerpoint, showering, final script by 10.30 pm, and I was packed and off the computer at 11 pm, with a bit of delay between 10.30 - 11 pm.
That is an unprecedented level of productivity in a couple of weeks, I suspect, especially on a school day. I slept at 11.30, after half hour of reading. It's - really, wow. I function better when I'm not - stressed, per se, but concretely busy. When I have meetings/commitments scheduled right after each other, etc. I work more efficiently with more but quantifiable jobs. I am still on that work high (I wonder if this seriousness is what's getting me in school around people, because I'm afraid that relaxing standards in school will result in slacking increasing exponentially /: ) and it damn well better continue until Thursday, because - I am Underprepared.
My GPA!
I'm so damn glad CmPS presentation was over. Presentation was worse than expected, since I didn't use cue cards at all (Shit), but Q&A could be considered good, I suppose. I'm just damn glad it's over, seriously. I realize I didn't put it the creative effort I normally do for other things, merely the drudge administrative details, but - CmPS is probably the single biggest failure of my secondary school career, and - surprisingly, now I'm okay with that. Report will be over in another week ! Oh, joy :D
The ball kicked me during PE today. I ran slightly over 2 km.
In other things, I do also hate threesomes sometimes.
Will post masterlist of Ryan/Brendon after Thursday. Can't actually wait for 17 Again on Sunday.