Today. Writing competition. Boredom. Listening to terrible singing voices.
THE BEST BONDING IN A WHILE, EVAR.
The SN rocks. I know it always has, but I really felt the love during academic week, last Saturday, and today. A new family is resurfacing. And not a moment too soon.
ZdN. Who are you..? Are you the section that, only a couple of months ago, I said I'd willingly die for? No, not anymore. Definitely not. What the hell happened? Why are the innocent condemned? Because they're different? Because they wouldn't let you get what you wanted? Well, fuck you. FUCK. YOU.
I know it's not a good way to deal with all this, but for now, the Seton Notes office is my home. If I could escape the three-walled hell of a classroom, and its very own Satan, for this week, I'd gladly do it.
Today was one of the most fun school days I've had. Part of it was probably 'coz I was actually NOT at school. And hanging out with a not so big group of some of the most fun people. I never knew that I could have so much fun with all of you. Most previous annoyances were forgotten, and barriers were shed, especially in our very fun truth game.
SN friends, I love you all. And, what happens in L300 stays in L300, except with prior consent, okay? No matter how obvious it already is. Stick together.
Gee...own Satan? Cool. o_O;