Borededed....
Mar. 18th, 2003 09:24 amHappy birthday to livejournal, which is apparently four years old today. Happy birthday to
frank, too.
I am in the computer room yet again, bored slightly, and I can't get on to Yahoo! Groups again for some as yet unexplained reason. No firewall, it just refuses to load the page.
Becca keeps chanting "Two months, three days!" and I just had to ask, two months and three days until what.
Until May 21st, 2003. I think I speak for everyone when I say...
...fuck.
It's something to do with the fact that that is the day I have my first two GCSEs, English Lit and Drama. Um, eww. I hate AQA. Everyone hates AQA. And the really scary thing is, a couple of days ago we were given a bunch of sample Physics questions, and I knew they weren't AQA questions. They didn't have the same feel to them. The questions were phrased differently, they were set out differently, they were different. And it's rather frightening that I could feel the difference.
Boringness. I was writing last night, or at least trying to. I was actually having a conversation with
cucharita,
snowdrop24, and... wait for it... Saria. She isn't in school today, so I think we may have frightened her off permanently, and I blame Enid.
I mean, she's the one who's trying to corrupt her. I can't say I was exactly discouraging of the idea.
NB- undecided is
snowdrop24, acheron is
cucharita, and y'all know who I am.
Raven: Enidenidenid!
acheron: yes?
Raven: guess who just popped up in another window?
acheron: uhms?
Raven: Saria.
I swear, I shouldn't have done this. Corruption of an innocent girl, my, my, we are evil.
undecided...: who?
acheron: oooh she has the internet
Raven: didn't you wanna corrupt her?
acheron: omgomgomgomg add her add her add her
acheron: this is all going according to plan
acheron: mwahahahahahahahahaha
undecided...: ...what?
The conversation progressed, through livejournal, fanfic, porn, necrophilia, shippiness, slash, so on and so forth. But first of all:
Raven: Saria?
Raven: Meet Enid and Emily.
acheron: hi
acheron: i'm your worst nightmare
acheron: allow you to introduce my minions
undecided...: hello
acheron: emily the kitten and iona the raven
Raven: *squawk*
Naturally, the poor girl gets confused very quickly. I mean, it does sound like she's been introduced to the local Satanists/freaks/all-round perverts' association/
spicy hyper talkative girl: huh
spicy hyper talkative girl: so lost
acheron: yeah you won't be after you learn all there is to know about our lives
acheron: and you will learn
acheron: because oh i will corrupt you
And then comes the more characteristic part of the conversation, where Enid is scary, Em is Em, and I sit and say "fuck" a lot.
acheron: found an even hotter candle
Raven: god.
undecided...: lol!
Raven: fuck.
spicy hyper talkative girl: its like the twilight zone
acheron: oh yes it is but worse
undecided...: you have no idea what you're getting yourself in for
undecided... : :)
acheron: we drink each others blood by moonlight
spicy hyper talkative girl: but im ready for this i wont look back
acheron: are you sure you want to be like us?
No.
In other news, Becca is being obsessive-compulsive. She's currently desperate to keep the cursor at the exact middle of a Paint bitmap. For some reason.
Saria didn't come in today. This worries me.
I am in the computer room yet again, bored slightly, and I can't get on to Yahoo! Groups again for some as yet unexplained reason. No firewall, it just refuses to load the page.
Becca keeps chanting "Two months, three days!" and I just had to ask, two months and three days until what.
Until May 21st, 2003. I think I speak for everyone when I say...
...fuck.
It's something to do with the fact that that is the day I have my first two GCSEs, English Lit and Drama. Um, eww. I hate AQA. Everyone hates AQA. And the really scary thing is, a couple of days ago we were given a bunch of sample Physics questions, and I knew they weren't AQA questions. They didn't have the same feel to them. The questions were phrased differently, they were set out differently, they were different. And it's rather frightening that I could feel the difference.
Boringness. I was writing last night, or at least trying to. I was actually having a conversation with
I mean, she's the one who's trying to corrupt her. I can't say I was exactly discouraging of the idea.
NB- undecided is
Raven: Enidenidenid!
acheron: yes?
Raven: guess who just popped up in another window?
acheron: uhms?
Raven: Saria.
I swear, I shouldn't have done this. Corruption of an innocent girl, my, my, we are evil.
undecided...: who?
acheron: oooh she has the internet
Raven: didn't you wanna corrupt her?
acheron: omgomgomgomg add her add her add her
acheron: this is all going according to plan
acheron: mwahahahahahahahahaha
undecided...: ...what?
The conversation progressed, through livejournal, fanfic, porn, necrophilia, shippiness, slash, so on and so forth. But first of all:
Raven: Saria?
Raven: Meet Enid and Emily.
acheron: hi
acheron: i'm your worst nightmare
acheron: allow you to introduce my minions
undecided...: hello
acheron: emily the kitten and iona the raven
Raven: *squawk*
Naturally, the poor girl gets confused very quickly. I mean, it does sound like she's been introduced to the local Satanists/freaks/all-round perverts' association/
spicy hyper talkative girl: huh
spicy hyper talkative girl: so lost
acheron: yeah you won't be after you learn all there is to know about our lives
acheron: and you will learn
acheron: because oh i will corrupt you
And then comes the more characteristic part of the conversation, where Enid is scary, Em is Em, and I sit and say "fuck" a lot.
acheron: found an even hotter candle
Raven: god.
undecided...: lol!
Raven: fuck.
spicy hyper talkative girl: its like the twilight zone
acheron: oh yes it is but worse
undecided...: you have no idea what you're getting yourself in for
undecided... : :)
acheron: we drink each others blood by moonlight
spicy hyper talkative girl: but im ready for this i wont look back
acheron: are you sure you want to be like us?
No.
In other news, Becca is being obsessive-compulsive. She's currently desperate to keep the cursor at the exact middle of a Paint bitmap. For some reason.
Saria didn't come in today. This worries me.