Monday, November 22, 2004

I would like to start out by announcing that, if you are male and on my friends list, you are officially considered part of Godel's Male Harem.

That aside, I would also like to announce that, Setzer, that cliff is waiting for you. I just have to find it, in order to push you to your inevitable demise off it.

I don't know how Vince plans on killing Azure, but, supposedly, it is going to involve alot of gore.

Indeed, last night's "group orgie" (i.e. MSN group conversation) went something along the lines of this:

Godel: You can totally rap in Spanish. That's so criteria for being a camel.
Vince: I'm a camel? Awesome. I think I'll start rapping in Spanish now. *raps in Spanish*
Alice: Oh, you belong in Bollywood, you great humped beast.
Vince: *some segue into his making movies* And I make Godel draw my characters for me, and I give her nothing in return because I'm a horrible, self-absorbed capitalist bastard!!! >:^D
Godel: Does this mean you don't love me any more? ;_;
Vince: Hah! I never loved you!
Alice: Aw, children, don't fight.
Vince: Hey, person whose fucking parents are getting a fucking divorce, change that to Vince and Godel.
Azure: lolzorz!!!11!!! yaoi iz totaly da shiz!!!11!!!112 boyz r hotz lolzorz!!!11!!!
Vince: Give me my Shi no Pantsu back!
Godel: Give me my awesome pants back!
Pearl: I have a rash.
*some stuff happens*
Vince: That's right: I have been sleeping with my science teacher!!!!
*silence*
Vince: Okay, I think that might have been taking it a bit far.
Godel: Indeed.
Pearl: I still have a rash.

For a while now, my school has been raising money to buy a Canadian War medal, in order to prevent them from being auctioned off to other countries. (Why they aren't just thrust into museums is beyond me, unless the school plans to buy one on the black market or something.)
However, this, apparently, is never to be, seeing as some one stole the goddam fundraiser money. People are such scum. Geesh.
Speaking of which, damn, has my school ever gone downhill over the past year and a half, since the faculty switched around and we lost the greatest teacher to have ever walked the face of this planet.
We are currently stuck with a principal who never makes herself seen or heard until some one breaks a window or gouges some one's eyes out or writes death threats all over the bathroom walls in toothpaste (Guess which one didn't actually happen.).
Ah well, crap like that's been happening all over my school for the past year and a half, on a daily basis, now, so I'm glad to be leaving at the end of the year.

It's funny how the highest ranked school can drop to a piece of shit at the drop of a hat or the placement of a couple years worth of fuck-for-brains little kids.

*sigh*

One thing that can't be argued is killing the stupid makes the population smarter. u.u

Speaking of smarter, or at least reaching higher, it came to my attention today that the other English classes at my school, in my grade, are not only excused from typing their work, but are required to handwrite about two lines per question.
Also, the people in that class seem entirely unenthused to do with analyzing the crap out of such interesting books as "Lord of the Flies," while us "smart" kids are stuck reading "Animal Farm" again.
Not only did we read it last year, but we watched the movie, discussed it in class, and everything. All for zero marks.
The world is an evil, bitter, spiteful place, most of the time. *mble grmble*

And, since Christmas is drawing near, I have had to put some thought towards budgeting my money, in order to be able to buy every one presents. (If you don't know me IRL, forget about it, unless you're cool enough for me to make you a wallpaper or something.^_~)

So, after a great deal of consideration, I have developed a plan:

-get presents for parents
-get present for sister
-get present for niisan
-get presents for friends
-if time and money are to be had, get the guys each a Timbit or something

Started reading The Catcher In the Rye yesterday, and have gotten halfway through it.
It reads remarkably similar to the way a blog might, minus the modern slang, and plus the old slang. It's more of an obsessive rant than anything, but I still quite enjoy it. It's one of those books you remember, maybe because of how unique and brilliant the main character is, maybe because of the crude writing, or maybe just because the cover is so arbitrarily white, you can't hold the damn thing without making it look like it just fell through a coal mine.
Either way, 'tis a good read: go forth and get your hands on it. (And don't just let it sit there, gathering dust, once you have it, either.)

I would also like to, at this point, thank any one who's been keeping up with "How to Learn Engrish." Your comments are really great and motivational. I can get by having mere 80%s in English, as long as I know I have at least one or two fans, scattered willy-nilly about the globe.
Or maybe I'm just being egotistical.

Either way, thanks.^_^ You get a cookie. (A few people here ought to already know that one should never take a cookie at face value, however. ^_~)

I think I'll try and update that story every other day from now on, because it's finally starting to go somewhere, even if it's horribly cheesey and predictable. *purses lips*

I guess that can be my year's work, as far as writing goes. It's just more fun than the story I've been labouring towards the satisfactory completion of for...a while now.
I do plan on getting that one done, some day, however. >_>"

You know, when you tell people you have internet friends, and they tell you that they're probably all smelly, perverted men whose minds make home to only the most unclean of thoughts, and you say, "Well, yeah," as though this was the most obvious thing in the world (which it should be), they look at you funny.

Disclaimer: I know that not all of you are perverted men. Some of you are perverted women, boys, and girls, and I am positive that most of you smell lovely.
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