Apparently I'll be appearing at the Imagine Festival in London this Monday, the 17th. I had a blast last year, where I showed clips from movies, but I'm not entirely sure what I'll do this time. I might read from one of the new short stories. I'd read from the ninth book, but there is nothing from the early sections finished, and anything read from later on would be a spoiler, so...
Oh, and speaking of Book 9, I have just reached the 75,000 word mark. Judging by this, the finished book will be at least 100,000 words, which is Mortal Coil length, and could be longer. LSODM will stay the longest, I reckon, simply because of the massive amount of characters involved. But because most of those characters are now DEAD, Book 9 allows me a smaller, more intimate story — while remaining as heart-rendingly traumatic as anything I've written before.
And speaking of heart-rendingly traumatic, I've actually written the last few chapters. Not to completion, of course, but I've written enough to know what happens, and how it ends, and who lives and who dies, and all I can say is...
I am MEAN.
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Hai Thrust
Im back
Did you miss me did you miss me did you miss me
I AM LITERALLY CRYING BC THUS
DEEEERREEEEK
HOW DARE YOU
Hello Nev as well.
Adra!!
Hello!
Interesting fact i realised: I look like Andrew Scott(Jim Moriarty from Bbc Sherlock)
And i can not change my profile pic
Hai
Andrew Scott is great :)
Yeepers!
I'm sorry, I have to depart. Goodnight.
Bye!
Night Adra
Hey Zafi!!
Hai there!
Soooooo hottttttt D:
So cold xD
D:::: heelllppp
Haha sorry I'm getting almost a foot and a half f snow
it's soooo kind of normal-ish..
Outside it's cold.
We had to hoose a class moto today right, and the teacher doesn't know anything about frozen because he hasn't been to the movies in forever, and anyway, my friends/table group were sitting there jpking around and then the teacher came by and.... we suggest "Let It Go" as a moto... that was the only thing suggest.... I'm pretty sure that is now our class moto.... (we were going to suggest "Let The Potato's Fly Free", but we forgot)
Haha thats cool Snow!
Hai Thrust!
This is weird I'm up so late but hey no school means I can
"Harry Potter and Ron are secretly gay with each other...."
somehow or other, when having a perfectly innocent conversation, my friends and I arived at that point... it got even worse from there.... I wont go into details, but... SnapeXDumbldore came up...
And what makes that worse is that my friends' nick name for me sometims is Snape...
yeesh... i... gue-ess
On the bus earlier V got pissy. We were laughing at how we think Book 9 will end and she mentions I'll die and I'm like haha Derek likes Ireland alive and she got all pissy over me being in LSODM and I was like...if you asked when everyone else did and not when he was doing the final edits. And then she was all pissy over how she's 'my shadow' I'm like...uh? No? Maybe if you were nicer and actually had listened to me when I said to do things you'd be known. But she decided to yell at me and moan. I think she really did it to herself. Like you have the resources to have come on so many times, you whined to me when I told you. Yeah that kinda irritated me. I'm not to blame when she picked h own fate. Its a wonder she has friends as she is a pain. Don't blame people for who they are if you can't follow what a person tells you to do to get what you want, you obviously didn't deserve or want it that much.
Sorry random rant....
Marissa is in love with Snape. She wants Snapette's
Hey.
If I'm here after 5:30 Irish time, tell me to go to sleep, okay?
The medicine should take care of it, but I can, unfortunately, be stubborn.
Right then
FABI!!! HIA
Hai Fabi!
Hi-ish.
I'll be really here in about five minutes, sorry. I just wanted to say that before I forgot or chickened out about mentioning anything.
I may sleep soon. I am tired.
*plays with dynamite*
Okay Zaf.
[Carefully avoids dynamite]
we're all tired, here it seems.
Maybe not Snow.
Maybe!
Msd....
Snow os not tired. Snow is flolloping about.
Herrow, MSD and junk.
#ChaseForBook9
Hello Trip!
Zaf HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
HELLO TRIP *flollops over and tackles*
Arg! *hugs, voice is muffled* Would you mind getting up? You're crushing my everything.
#ChaseForBook9
FINE THEN!! *stands up*
*has many broken teeth* Fank you.
#ChaseForBook9
[waves to anyone I didn't greet]
[wishes irl people would give me my personal space]
[seriously]
[Wishes Fabi could have a force feild irl]
#ChaseForBook9
Personal space is good, I will agree.
*flollops around like a mysterious flolloping mattress*
Snow, are you secretly a follop?
#ChaseForBook9
[Thinks a force field would be really, really helpful]
No. I am secretly a mattress.
Mattresses flollop
Oh, what a coincidence! I am a carpet! Ninja demon.
Gnome halfling crossbreed.
Design.
On a fresco.
In a video game.
On the Internet.
In a computer.
In a vault.
UNDER YOUR BED.
#ChaseForBook9
[Has an IRL force feild. Others call it an umbrella. KNOWS THE TRUTH.]
#ChaseForBook9
:O
but... I am the bed
No, the bed is the frame, you are the mattress.
#ChaseForBook9
I need to go now, drowsiness starting to kick in.
:O you creepy carpet.
G'night Fabi. *higs*
*boson*
*knows it's the incorrect spelling but it fits the joke*
*hugs*
#ChaseForBook9
I am the endgame boss, I have to be creepy.
#ChaseForBook9
Goodnight Snow.
*evil laughs all the way into the distance, fuelling his evil laugh powered jet*
#ChaseForBook9
Nawwwwww bye you two.
Goodnight, Moon. And the little mouse.
And the little house.
*flollops*
I love Derek Landy, and I love this blog, but there is one thing that bothers me and here is a pic to illustrate it
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It's weird... I've never had a boyfriend, but everytime one of my friends needs relationship advice, they come to me... idek why... :-/
Derek Landy wouldn't be Derek Landy if he ain't mean. That's why we fans like to torture him by pestering him with comments. It's a small and sad kind of payback, but it's all we got.
A PERSON!!!! OMG AN ACTUAL PERSON!! ITS BEEN SO LON SINCE LAST HUMAN CONTACT I HOUGHT THE WORLD HAD DIED
And im so late because that was half an hour ago...*facepalm*
I can't stay because I'm getting ready for prison,
BUT DEREK I HATE YOU.
There.
I may end up not here if we lose power. Just putting it out there
The same thing always used to happen to me, Snow. XD I'm horrible at picking up on social cues and had never had a crush on a real person until recently, and still my friends would always come to me for advice.
Probably not really here, by the way.
#ChaseForBook9
Dynamite
Hullo, Blogland.
Oh. Nobody's here.
Nevermind, then.
Hullo?
*raises hand*
Hullo!
Hi Anni and Zaffy :)
How are you?
I am feeling somewhat well.
There is a dreadful storm outside.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and no gentlemen ever give me a second look.
HOWEVER,
yesterday I passed a very important test,
so I'm feeling fairly confident.
Nice to hear that, Anni!
I know exactly what you mean by that Valentine's Day thing...
May I ask what your test was about?
*shudders internally*
*hisses with great loathing* ORGANIZATIONAL BEHAVIOR.
It is . . . was . . . a college-level business course.
And it is . . . was . . . the bane of my existence.
But I vanquished it!
*brandishes vorpal blade*
I conquered the mighty beast, and I passed!
Only by ten percent,
BUT STILL.
Hey 75 is good!
*smiles at Anni*
Well done, you brave warrior!
I suppose so, but STILL.
*sulks under a raincloud*
I'm used to being an A+ student. Being a B student is taking some getting used to.
*lurks in a graveyard and bemoans her own fate*
Oh, the tragedy! Oh, the woe!
*puts on tight pants and black turtleneck*
*wanders through the desert in a fit of emo angst*
Ohhhh! Ohhh! The horror! The horror!
Passing Maniac: Are you okay, girl?
I o-only passed by t-ten percent!
*weeps emotionally*
Passing Manic: O-okay . . . take care of yourself, young lady.
Meh. I wanna stay here and chat with you!
But I need to go now and learn for Social Studies (which I violently dislike).
See you guys! *hugs*
NOOOOOOOO!
MITHRIAAAAAAAA!
*reaches out to Mithria's retreating back*
Don't leave me . . . all . . . alone . . .
*falls to knees*
*tears spilling down my cheeks*
*as rose petals swirl around me*
*whispers* Mithria . . .
You aren't alone xD
*suddenly a single beam of light pierces the darkness*
*and I look up*
*tears still glittering in my eyes*
*a single albatross soars overhead*
*as I gaze into the light*
*and feel a sudden warmth wrap around my cold and broken body*
*whispers* Zafira Kerias . . .
*the name sounds like a fresh spring breeze*
*as I stand*
*and walk towards the light*
At lunch, my friend C told me that she was on Tumblr, and she found this story cartoon thing. And there was this teddy bear, and he found this girl teddy bear lying by the side of the road, and she was all broken and missing an ear and an eye. And he picked her up and took her home and stitched her up, and then he tore off his own ear and ripped out his own eye and sewed them on her, so he was missing an ear and an eye.
And then when she woke up, she didn't like him because she thought he was ugly.
I was crying so much.
*is crying rn*
And C's friend who I've called 1 was getting all concerned and going "Don't cry" and C was just like "It's fine, I always make her cry" and I was just like "This is what our science lessons are like. XD"
BUT IT'S SO FUCKING SAD.
But C made my absolute MONTH in science, I swear. She said she was writing about me in her diary, and that she said the thing she liked about me was that I thought about everything is such a simple way and had a completely unique perspective on the world and how interesting it was. And that's something I really admire in other people and asdfghjkl I'm so PLEASED.
#ChaseForBookNine
Also, we have now moved onto biology in science.
Idk if you people remember, but my biology teacher is FANTASTIC. I was saying to C that he sort of reminded me of Derek because he's arrogant, as in he acts like he's the best teacher, and she said, well, he IS the best teacher, so now wonder he acts like it. XD
And I enjoyed biology so MUCH today.
It was really invigorating, learning.
And I said "I've missed biology" and C said "I'd forgotten how GOOD it was."
*nods*
I mean, our physics teacher is just CRAP, so maybe our minds have just been asleep and now we're awake again we're like BEING AWAKE IS SO GOOD, but . . . he gave us all little bits of paper and told us to draw animal cells on them. So we did. And then he told us to "come around the Learning Area, which is this table here:" *taps table at front of classroom* And we had to bring our sheets.
Us: *crowd around table, bringing our sheets*
Him: *takes someone's sheet* I'm going to use the art of mime to present this to you. *holds out sheet in mime-like way, then asks someone -* What's this?
Us: . . . An animal cell.
Him: Correct. *places it on table* *takes another sheet* *presents in in mime-like way* What's this?
Us: . . . Animal cell.
Him: *places it on table* *takes another sheet* Alex, what's this?
Alex: An animal cell.
Him: Yep. *places it on table* *takes another sheet* What's this?
Us: Animal cell. *are beginning to wonder why he's doing this* *wondering if he's going to hold up an incorrect one and catch us out* *wondering if he's going to say something about how even though the diagrams are slightly different, they all represent the same thing* *don't know*
Him: *places it on table* *takes another sheet* What's this?
Us: Animal cell.
Him: *places it on table* And all these cells together, what's this?
Us: . . .
Someone: Is it a tissue?
Him: Yes. *says about how when a group of similar cells work together, it forms a tissue*
(And that's how we found out what a tissue was.)
Him: Let's make another tissue. *gets a few of us to pass him our cells* *he has my cell, now*
*places them in a line beneath the first tissue*
Now, watch this very carefully. I'm going to do something very difficult here.
*adjusts cuff* *takes deep breath* *pushes first tissue towards the second tissue*
Us: *giggle*
Him: Would you like to see it again? *moves tissue back* *pushes it forward again* And what's this?
Us: . . .
Someone: Is it an organ?
Him: Correct.
(And that's how we found out what an organ was.)
Him: *asks the person who answered the question* So what is an organ?
Someone: When multiple tissues get together.
Him: Not just get together, but -
Someone: Work together.
Him: Yes.
Him: *gets people to pass their cells forward to create another organ* *shows that two organs make an organ system* *tells us that when two organ systems work together, it's an organism* *gets us to write that in our books*
Compare that to physics. In physics, she would have just told us that in a few sentences and then we would have done a practical.
We wouldn't have understood it - we wouldn't know what entirely made what - and we wouldn't really remember it.
If we hadn't been listening, it would have slipped right past.
In my biology teacher's lesson, we would have listened. It's silent, we're all standing up, and we're all watching him - he was commanding our attention. Not like in physics, when we're sitting there and she's just kind of talking and we can chose to not listen (or involuntarily drift off.)
Anyway.
If I ever become a teacher, which I probably won't (I don't think I'd be very good at it), then my biology teacher shall be my inspiration and my role model.
#ChaseForBookNine
Well, alrighty then. Hullo, Star.
By 'mime-like way', I mean, he held it out and turned it slightly, then waved his hand in front of it. XD
Very skilled.
Anyway, I'm here now. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hullo, Annika. :)
How are you today?
Or yesterday, if you want?
But today would be more relevant.
But you can answer for yesterday if you want.
It's a free country.
You can answer for tomorrow too, if you like.
I imagine that one would be rather difficult.
Still, if you want a challenge . . . :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*stares* someone is whispering my name
Yesterday, I was stressed, but then relieved.
Today, I am mildly amused at life.
Tomorrow, I will be extremely depressed.
*whispers* I am whispering your name, Zafira.
Do not look under your bed.
I don't want to be discovered.
But who are you?! Whom is under my bed?! *looks down under bed*
*shrieks in fear*
*hides behind dust bunny*
*Zafira has some BIG dust bunnies down there*
*laughs so hard* Omg its dustbunnies!!!!!
*throws a DUST BUNNY at Zafira*
*hisses*
*and crawls away*
*sideways*
*like a crab*
Stay back!
I have . . . I have . . .
I have this!
*brandishes a small rubber bouncy-ball*
*laughs* XD
@Annika: Oh. That's bad and good and bad and good?
#ChaseForBookNine
Omg is that the ball Olivia lost?! *backs away laughing harder*
Lost?
Or was it . . . stolen?
We'll never know! Ha-ha!
*backs away*
Ha ha ha ha ha!
*falls out of Zafira's window*
Oh no! Looks like Team Rocket's blasting off agaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaain!
*vanishes in a twinkle of starlight*
Did I just land in a Pokemon game?
*grins laughing*
*hyperventilating*
She'll find me! She'll realize the bouncy-ball was, in reality, a pokéball!
I must make my escape.
*seizes the nearest vehicle*
*speeds down the street*
Passing Hypnotist: Excuse me, are you aware that you're riding a pink bicycle?
With pink tassels, and a unicorn-skin seat. Yes, I am aware.
Passing Hypnotist: . . . Oh. Fair enough.
Sorry for disappearing, I was emailing myself.
I was intending to post it here, but I went into myriads of detail and it didn't really achieve much anyway.
#ChaseForBookNine
That's quite alright, Star, I do not mind.
Omg was that a pokeball?!
*dies*
*pedals furiously through town*
*passes a happy couple*
Dude: I love you!
Chick: I love you more!
Dude: No, I love YOU more!
I HATE YOU BOTH!
*does a dramatic wheelie*
*knocks both of them over*
*and drives off with a raincloud over her head*
*hisses viciously* Valentine's Day.
*giggles* I wonder if Nic is going to be a raincloud or let John out for a few minutes
*pulls up to a stop beside a park bench*
*sits on it*
*sighs heavily*
Annika's Friends: *strolls past*
*laughing*
*and covered in glitter and hearts*
Come and have fun with us and our gentlemen-friends, Annika!
*scowls*
No.
Annika's Friends: *shrug*
*walk off to do something else*
Hey I'm back for a while^^
Hullo, Mithria. How was Social Studies?
Boring as always...
And I still haven't seen all the stuff I should have learnt...
Derek, why do you only come to London on weekdays when I have lectures? :(
I understand. Well, you have my sympathies.
And I just realised that I have to learn stuff from a book that I forgot at school. Wonderful.
*sighs*
Well, I'll have to do that tomorrow during the break then...
So, what have I missed here?
It is evil, studying
You have missed little, to nothing.
Sorry, went for dinner.
We were discussing what we would do if we won a million quid.
I would give most of it to charity and visit you people. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
I always find that being alone on Valentine's day is a lot better than having no mother on Mother's day, nor a father on Father's Day.
Not to mention that no one under 18 is emotionally ready for a serious relationship.
Oh come on, there must be something! Anything!
I'm trying to write and my mind keeps getting stuck and it's no fun.
STAR!
ADRA!
*hugs both*
*most people, I suppose.
. . . Well, thank you for reminding me that this year will be my first Father's Day without Dad. That's cheered me up considerably.
*glares at Adra*
I apologize, Annika. I wasn't aware.
If it's any consolation, I've been doing so for seven years.
I see.
Death, or divorce?
If it's not to presumptuous to ask.
Mine died.
*too
Wow tey knocked our mailbox down
*grips Zafira's shoulder*
*rough, gravelly voice* They knocked my mailbox down once too. Rise above it, Kerias, rise above it.
Oh god... sorry, I'm gone. Yeah, I know, I'm trying to escape... Sorry!
Bye!
Mithria!
*looks on in horror*
What happened?
Sorry . . . I'm totally, totally doing absolutely nothing right now. :/
(As in, I'm doing nothing productive.)
#ChaseForBookNine
You could sing a duet with me, Star.
Or you could try a standup comedy act. I could be your straight-man.
Or, you could dance a jig. It's very easy to dance in an online text block.
Divorce, although it's at the point where it feels the same. It'd be easier if he was. Still here, he's able to continue to hurt us.
In any case, with the way it's going with his vices, I have no idea.
Well, you needn't talk any more about it. I understand.
*pats Adra soothingly on the shoulder*
I have an uncle who's giving us hell right now.
I hate claustrophobia.
I HATE wide-open spaces.
I have we took the cookie privliges away
I can sympathize, then. *Hands her a bear* Sorry again, I'll be more careful in the future
I hate assholes.
Okay, so I'm stuck on this website which basically gives you a load of tests (why), and I'm taking one of life stress right now, and it's asking me loads of things, and basically, according to it, changes causes stress.
I mean
"Has your family extended or gotten smaller?"
All of the questions are like that.
Change is, apparently, stressful. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
No, that's quite alright.
*hands her a chocolate mousse*
I HATE men who disguise themselves as grass and hide in fields.
*Bites the mousse*
Ehe. Moose.
@Annika: Agrophobia?
@Moss: :( *hugs*
#ChaseForBookNine
Well I have room to dance in wide open spaces, so they don't bother me.
I'm sorry...
I'll come back when I'm less likely to complain about things and annoy you all.
Ciao!
Frankly, I am afraid of many things. I am a self-identified coward, after all.
You know what, I'm rather in the mood for some role-playing.
Would anyone like to join me?
Bye, Fabi *hugs*
I find that I am afraid of... not much, really. I'm afraid of loneliness, and things that can not be unseen. I'm not afraid of dying, though. I think that would be an interesting experience. I await it, but I'm in no hurry
I will, Annika!
@Moss: :/ Okay. You aren't annoying us. :)
And you can email me if you ever need to speak to someone and you don't want to annoy them.
#ChaseForBookNine
@Adra: *nods* Good fears. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Hunter's afraid of yellow shower curtains.
It isn't very funny.
#ChaseForBookNine
Oh I would but it appears Adra has junped to it
*it was a clear, sunny day*
*and two gentlemen exited Bespoke Tailoring*
*adjusting their news suits*
*one looks uncomfortable, the other looks fabulously jaunty*
Gary: I . . . I don't know.
Photo: Don't be absurd. You look fabulous. And besides, it's perfectly symmetrical.
Gary: I suppose . . .
Photo: Of course, we needed suits tailor-made for the wedding. You look perfect. I look better, but you still look good.
Gary: . . .
*grins*
I do, I suppose.
Photo: Of course!
Plus, we co-ordinate.
Gary: *smiles*
The chartreuse ties were a nice touch.
Photo: I daresay we'll be the most fashionable gentlemen at the wedding. Girls will be lining up for us. Especially you.
Gary: *looks uncomfortable*
I doubt that.
Photo: Dude, you look great. You look like a pasty white movie star. All the Twilight chicks will be all over that.
Gary: . . . eh.
Which is annoying.
And frustrating.
And I may just go shovel
Zaf, it is possible to roleplay with more than one person.
-
*Adra, who is in the area, glances up to see the two familiar faces* Oh gods...
Photo: *adjusts his tie*
We need to think . . . style.
*jazz hands*
This wedding is all about . . . style.
*jazz hands*
Gary: I'm not much of a . . . style . . .
*jazz hands*
person.
Photo: Well, learn to be.
Photo: *stretches*
See, the mark of a well-made suit is how much it-
*stops*
*notices Adra*
Oh!
*nudges Gary*
It's Adra.
Gary: It's-
*eyes widen*
*casually steps behind Photo*
*whispers* Make her go away.
Don't worry I dare not steal the glory.
*Adra ducks into a store, moving much slower than she would have had she not been growing a human*
*Pretends to browse*
Zaf, you don't have to say that- you are more than welcome to join Annika and I. Roleplay isn't always 2 people...
@Annika: *laughs* XD
@Zaf: You can roleplay with them, if you want. :)
If I could roleplay, I'd offer to roleplay with you, but . . .
C says I can write better than her.
Considering I can't write and she's fantastic, I don't know what the hell she's on about. XD
#ChaseForBookNine
Hmm it often is with you. Its usually you and one other.
And to make it worse they now knocked the mailbox into the road. And my dad is chasing it. Omg...
Gary: *exhales gratefully*
She ducked into a store. We're safe.
Photo: *grabs his arm*
*drags him into the store*
No, Gary, we have to talk to her.
Gary: What? Why?
Photo: We are the wedding planners, are we not?
Gary: *slowly* We are . . .
Photo: And so, we will decide on the bridesmaid dresses. She is a bridesmaid. Therefore, we ought to ask her opinion.
Gary: Oh God . . .
Because there are multiple things going on.
I'm afraid of a lot of things as well.
Mostly, though, you can sum it up by saying I'm scared of anything I can't run away from, anything I can't control.
Not here now.
Thanks Star, but I'll be fine in a bit.
I'm really sorry, everyone.
@Zaf: Well, there aren't an awful lot of roleplayers. Adra is often online. And Em is often roleplaying with you.
(Justifying why that might occur - not arguing. If this turns into an argument, I will probably do what I'm doing now - state explanations for phenomena that occur, but not take sides.)
*She peeks through the shelves to the road*
*Picks up a book, flipping through it*
*It's a book on the Sanskrit language*
*Frowns*
*She knows it already*
*sighs* now i see why I was slow replying. Msd to go help my dad shovel before the lull ends and he's having a heart attack
Star, an argument isn't going to happen, don't worry.
Gary and Photo: *furiously whisper-arguing two shelves away*
*Adra sighs* Might as well..
*Moves one row over, and pulls the books out of the shelf, peering at the two from the other side of the bookshelf*
Hey there!
I'm not in a mood to argue or anything for that matter....
Photo: *smiles dazzlingly*
*he looks particularly fabulous today, in his new suit*
*his eye-shadow matches his tie*
Well, hullo there, Adrasdos! How are things?
Gary: *turns a very very pale shade of pink*
*slinks out of Adra's view*
*She looks rather fabulous herself, although that has nothing to do with her fashion, rather inheritance*
Good, yourself!
*Glances over* Hello, Gary.
@Lantern: Did I tell you that we had a girls-only assembly about stress?
We were all rather scared about the all-girls assembly, because we didn't know what it was about and we were wondering what could be so bad it needed to boys out of the room.
We'd had sex ed with the boys, so . . . :P
And then it was just about stress.
(And the head of year was saying about how everyone got stressed, and even though it might seem like you had more stress than anybody else, we all had the same amount and it was just some people controlled it better than others.
Just, NO.
Oh my gosh.
NO.
Some of us have depression and anxiety, and some of us (me) are just sitting there with fireworks going off inside them because they're so happy!!!
If everyone had anxiety, it would be normal and there wouldn't be fucking disorders for it!
Futhermore, telling us that everyone has the same amount is NOT going to help people feel better at ALL, because people are just going to feel that they manage it badly and that puts more pressure and more feeling bad and creates MORE stress.
Ohmygosh.
Stupidity.
. . . And none of that was actually the point. *closes brackets*)
And . . . um . . .
Anyway, they told us not to worry about things we had no control over.
And even though that assembly was crap in ways, it was good in that way. :)
. . .
Also - I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I FORGOT TO HAND MY GERMAN HOMEWORK IN SHIT.
I forgot it on Tuesday, so I said I'd bring it in on Wednesday, but I forgot, and then I brang it in today (brang is a word fuck you spellcheck), but I forgot to take it to her.
DAMN.
She's going to be really annoyed and stuff.
She emailed me and all asking me about it.
SHIT.
#ChaseForBookNine
Photo: *smile shrinks by a couple of molars*
I've been . . . I've been well, Adra. Just fine, in fact.
More importantly, I've been doing a lot of wedding-planning lately, and I wanted your opinion on the bridesmaid's dresses.
Gary: Eep.
*tries to crawl away*
Photo: *drags him back into view*
You're familiar with this guy, I'm sure.
He's helping me plan the wedding, though I'm afraid he has no sense of fabulous.
(*raises an eyebrow*
*flips through my gold-embossed dictionary for the word brang*)
Take a picture of it, or scan it, and email her back, Star.
-
Oh really? Alright! And yes, I've got a lot of that to do soon as well...
Yes, though- Gary and I are acquainted.
*watching roleplay* :)
#ChaseForBookNine
*dejectedly watching roleplay*
Photo: Well, do you have any strong feelings about what dress you'd like to wear? The color-scheme for the wedding it cream, violet, and . . . would you like to tell her what the third one is?
*nudges Gary*
Gary: *shakes his head violently*
Photo: Come on. You can tell her.
Gary: *shakes it head*
*glances at Adra*
*and looks away nervously*
*it starts to snow indoors*
Photo: Would you like me to tell her?
Gary: *nods*
*whispers the color to Photo*
Photo: *turns to Adra*
It's chartreuse.
The third color is chartreuse.
*is
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH NOOO, I CAN'T BE DEALING WITH MEAN THINGS, DOOOOOONNN'TTTTTT :(
@Adra: *laughs* If she wanted it electronically, I could just email her it. Much to her displeasure, I do it on the computer.
She doesn't like typed work.
Although I'm not sure why the hell not, because if I handwrote it she wouldn't be able to read it, and I'm saving her a good amount of time spent trying to decipher it and not realising whether things are spelling errors or not. :P
She needs to have the actual physical copy so she can mark it.
*shrugs*
She'll think I've just not done it. *sighs*
See, an ADD diagnosis would be most helpful in situations like these. Although I'm unsure if I actually have it or not.
#ChaseForBookNine
*She nods* Hmm...
In my opinion, it would depend on the balance of color. Violent is always a flattering color, though.
FLORAAAA *hugs*
Star- just send it to show her that it's done and give the copy to her tomorrow.
*laughs* XD
@Flora: I know. :(
Whenever I start up the computer and open the internet browser and click on the remembered websites and scroll down to get to 2014 and click on that and then scroll down the first post, I read the 'I am MEAN' at the bottom and I die inside.
D:
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Photo: We figured the menfolk would have a more chartreuse theme,
*gestures to his and Gary's ties*
and the women would be more cream, with violet accents.
*She nods* That'd look pretty sharp, I have to say. Fabulous!
@Adra: *shrugs* I'll be fine just giving her the copy. :) I DO NOT NEED TO SPEND EXTRA TIME JUSTIFYING MYSELF. IT DOES NOT MATTER WHETHER PEOPLE BELIEVE ME OR WHAT THEY THINK. I KNOW, INSIDE, THAT I HAVE DONE IT, EVEN IF I HAVEN'T HANDED IT IN, AND THAT INNER SENSE OF FULFILLMENT SHOULD BE ENOUGH.
(Although I still need to keep worrying about it because then the exclamation mark in the back of my head will remind me to remember it.)
But thank you, Adra, for helping me reach this conclusion. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Wbd, hopefully.
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*sighs* I feel pretty bored. Which I am. I mean I have off and I'm stuck on the outside
HELLO ADRAAAAAAAA *hugs*
@Star: HELLO! :) ugh, it's terrible :( don't think I'll be able to handle it D:
Gtg shovel
Photo: Fabulous!
*claps hands*
You see, Gary? This is why I love this girl.
Gary: *nervous laughter*
Photo: *makes a picture-frame with his hands and examines Adra*
For you, I was thinking something about knee-length, with short sleeves. Cream, with violet ribbon. But Gary told me you would look better with something floor length, a little floofy around the edges, and sleeveless, with a low-cut collar. Violet, this time, but with silver buttons and a cream corsage.
Gary: *squeaks in horror*
*whispers* Why did you tell her I said that?
Photo: What do you think?
Bear in mind, this is your dress. Whatever you love, we love too.
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