*sighs*
There's been a lot of, uhm, hatred around my LJ lately but I choose not to add to that. So, instead, I'll just tell you about the fun things yesterday. (Today isn't fun. I had to skip Art Studies because I fell asleep while studying for Environmental Science exam, which, as expected, was really, really not the kind of exam I like. And I went around asking for the book that I really want only to discover that it's out of stock. Meh.)
So, anyway, yesterday. Yesterday was the last day of Hexameet. I went to see the Cheerdance competition and the Mr. and Ms. Hexameet competition. Despite my exhaustion (because I went straight from my ever-so-draining PE), I really, really enjoyed it. Why? BECAUSE THE ROCKHOUNDS ROCK!!! (Pun? Yes! LOL.)
Our org decided to fuse with the all-guy org Rockhounds for the event. When we first heard of it... we already knew that the entire cheerdance routine would be full of LOLS. (In Filipino, sabaw.) We weren't disappointed. Imagine four guys (one of them a really, really pretty boy, with really nice skin), wearing a swimsuit (or tights or something girly) and dancing to Single Ladies. My brain (as did the judges', I'm pretty sure) turned into a cold, thick dollop of soup. They went up to the judges' table and danced in front of the judges. Today, Tessa asked a really, really, really LOLS question: What if they actually went to the table? *me: imagines Carl (the really pretty boy) climbing up the table and doing things* I died. And we can never put anything past Rockhounds.
And then during the introduction for the Mr. and Ms. Hexameet:
Some Rockhound guy: I love you~~~
Carl: I love you too~~~
Same Rockhound guy: I love you~
Carl: Same sex, baby.
Because I'm a yaoi fangirl, of course I LOLed.
During the talent show, Carl revealed his back (he was wearing a frilly black dress) and it was such a really, really, nice back I had to point it out. See, I appreciate people's nice backs almost as much as I appreciate people with nice clavicles. Maybe (just maybe) if someone as pretty were around, I'd ship him with Carl. *coughcoughcough*
Now I hope I'm past my moment of insanity. The WTF kind of moment of insanity that I'd rather not share because it's too WTF.
I shall now crawl back to the old sad life of being a college student.
Oh, and Tessa, I think I saw a book that opposes God Delusions. I think it's called Devil Delusions.
So, anyway, yesterday. Yesterday was the last day of Hexameet. I went to see the Cheerdance competition and the Mr. and Ms. Hexameet competition. Despite my exhaustion (because I went straight from my ever-so-draining PE), I really, really enjoyed it. Why? BECAUSE THE ROCKHOUNDS ROCK!!! (Pun? Yes! LOL.)
Our org decided to fuse with the all-guy org Rockhounds for the event. When we first heard of it... we already knew that the entire cheerdance routine would be full of LOLS. (In Filipino, sabaw.) We weren't disappointed. Imagine four guys (one of them a really, really pretty boy, with really nice skin), wearing a swimsuit (or tights or something girly) and dancing to Single Ladies. My brain (as did the judges', I'm pretty sure) turned into a cold, thick dollop of soup. They went up to the judges' table and danced in front of the judges. Today, Tessa asked a really, really, really LOLS question: What if they actually went to the table? *me: imagines Carl (the really pretty boy) climbing up the table and doing things* I died. And we can never put anything past Rockhounds.
And then during the introduction for the Mr. and Ms. Hexameet:
Some Rockhound guy: I love you~~~
Carl: I love you too~~~
Same Rockhound guy: I love you~
Carl: Same sex, baby.
Because I'm a yaoi fangirl, of course I LOLed.
During the talent show, Carl revealed his back (he was wearing a frilly black dress) and it was such a really, really, nice back I had to point it out. See, I appreciate people's nice backs almost as much as I appreciate people with nice clavicles. Maybe (just maybe) if someone as pretty were around, I'd ship him with Carl. *coughcoughcough*
Now I hope I'm past my moment of insanity. The WTF kind of moment of insanity that I'd rather not share because it's too WTF.
I shall now crawl back to the old sad life of being a college student.
Oh, and Tessa, I think I saw a book that opposes God Delusions. I think it's called Devil Delusions.