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Dec. 11th, 2007 10:37 pmNever sign on to AIM right before you're about to go to bed, for no real reason, just to... I dunno, see who's on?
I've never had IM windows pop up so quickly. o__O Three simultaneously, and then as I was replying to them others come up... one petered out, another had some discussion then petered out, another could have had me staying up another hour playing games but I ended it forcibly, and then the next one lasted a good 20 minutes.
Stupid. Stupid stupid.
You know what I just made a connection with? My lack of maturity in poetry today is related to the bubbly lawlz-everything-amuses-me feeling, which comes in turn on days in which I get enough sleep. And the days I don't I'm either bitter or angry or sulky or simply tired, and can't bring the energy to find anything amusing. Sometimes I do, in that delirious way, but if you ever know that feeling when there's just a dark cloud hanging over you, those moods you can't shake off.
On that note, today WAS a very amusing day.
Had a mini-discussion in English about Christians and Harry Potter. Here is reasoning chart:
Dumbledore = gay witch + leader of the witches
thus, Dumbledore = Devil
and if so, Grindelwald must = God
and Voldemort = Christ
(never mind that Christ is a witch. Christ =/= witch because the witches don't like him and don't want him amongst their midst.)
if Voldy = Christ,
Harry must = antiChrist
So Voldy (Christ) is trying to save the world by ridding it of witches! Or converting them to live beneath his reign, in which case they don't need to be killed any more because they are SAVED. Beneath Christ. But alas, young Harry the antiChrist foils his plan.
Just as Devil once > God, antiChrist now > Christ. Blasphemy!
What a terrible book. Don't let children near it.
After that, a good part of time afterschool was spent sitting with Lisa in the middle of the music quad reading Huck Finn aloud in various accents. Mostly southern, then British, then we went through a phase of adding "bloody" to everything ("Don't you bloody see, this means I'm the bloody duke of bloody Bilgewater, and here I am, with nothing but my bloody self and some bloody pennies..." etc) and a phase of Japanese accents, and attempted French but failed.
Sutton got v. angry at us during poetry because we weren't being serious. Everyone. I am naggingly guilty, though, because I have this feeling that they might've been fine if I hadn't been there. Silliness is infectious, you know.
The thing is, silly people are so happy. I know when you're sober they're retarded. And when you're just not in the mood, or when you're bitter or depressed or tired or angry or in general just that stfu mood, they're freaking annoying. And retarded.
But when you're actually being silly you have so much fun.
Happiness is relative.
I've never had IM windows pop up so quickly. o__O Three simultaneously, and then as I was replying to them others come up... one petered out, another had some discussion then petered out, another could have had me staying up another hour playing games but I ended it forcibly, and then the next one lasted a good 20 minutes.
Stupid. Stupid stupid.
You know what I just made a connection with? My lack of maturity in poetry today is related to the bubbly lawlz-everything-amuses-me feeling, which comes in turn on days in which I get enough sleep. And the days I don't I'm either bitter or angry or sulky or simply tired, and can't bring the energy to find anything amusing. Sometimes I do, in that delirious way, but if you ever know that feeling when there's just a dark cloud hanging over you, those moods you can't shake off.
On that note, today WAS a very amusing day.
Had a mini-discussion in English about Christians and Harry Potter. Here is reasoning chart:
Dumbledore = gay witch + leader of the witches
thus, Dumbledore = Devil
and if so, Grindelwald must = God
and Voldemort = Christ
(never mind that Christ is a witch. Christ =/= witch because the witches don't like him and don't want him amongst their midst.)
if Voldy = Christ,
Harry must = antiChrist
So Voldy (Christ) is trying to save the world by ridding it of witches! Or converting them to live beneath his reign, in which case they don't need to be killed any more because they are SAVED. Beneath Christ. But alas, young Harry the antiChrist foils his plan.
Just as Devil once > God, antiChrist now > Christ. Blasphemy!
What a terrible book. Don't let children near it.
After that, a good part of time afterschool was spent sitting with Lisa in the middle of the music quad reading Huck Finn aloud in various accents. Mostly southern, then British, then we went through a phase of adding "bloody" to everything ("Don't you bloody see, this means I'm the bloody duke of bloody Bilgewater, and here I am, with nothing but my bloody self and some bloody pennies..." etc) and a phase of Japanese accents, and attempted French but failed.
Sutton got v. angry at us during poetry because we weren't being serious. Everyone. I am naggingly guilty, though, because I have this feeling that they might've been fine if I hadn't been there. Silliness is infectious, you know.
The thing is, silly people are so happy. I know when you're sober they're retarded. And when you're just not in the mood, or when you're bitter or depressed or tired or angry or in general just that stfu mood, they're freaking annoying. And retarded.
But when you're actually being silly you have so much fun.
Happiness is relative.
