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snalin:
Hi blog thread.

It's half eleven in the night now and I'm practicing a monologue. Which means that I'm better then all the people that does anything else at high school. Again.

I just fucking love drama class.

And our school was open in the evening with some pretty cool lectures. They do it once in a year, and the teachers are allowed to teach whatever the hell they want. Like prostitution in the 16th and 17th century or how there's no democracy in America. It's pretty cool.

Christophe:
Blogthread's Missed Connections:

Me- Dude who didn't have a lot of money on hand and looking for something cheap and microwavable in the campus bookstore for lunch. You- Sanctimonious twat who swatted a Hot Pocket out of my hand.

So I go up to the freezer in the campus bookstore because I wanted something to eat, preferably a Hot Pocket. A girl and her friend were extolling the virtues of the vegan, more healthy microwavable fare and opened the freezer for me because she thought I was going to get the spinach pocket or whatever instead. Almost immediately she is taken aback by my alternate, unhealthy choice of foodstuff, tells me that it's going to give me heart disease and a stomach ache, and despite my assertions that I didn't really care because I was too lazy and didn't have enough cash on hand to stave off heart disease at the moment, took the Hot Pocket out of my hand and put it in the freezer. I promptly took it back, thanked her for having such genuine interest in my well being (to which she just scoffed at) and proceeded to buy it. I was feeling pretty offended that some random person would suddenly appoint herself my fucking health counselor especially when her fucking advice wasn't FUCKING GODDAMNED ASKED FOR, THEN ACT BUTTHURT WHEN I VOLUNTARILY AND OF MY OWN FREE FUCKING WILL DECIDE NOT TO HEED IT!

TL;DR: Am I justified in thinking that this person should go fuck herself or do I need to take anger management classes again

Ladybug:
Overhearing bus conversations can be kinda fun. I stood next to two missionary girls today, and the snippets of their conversation I heard kinda had me going wtf. «I'm so tired of fighting with people on the street, on the team... I'm just like..INGER MARIE!», «Sometimes I wonder.. I mean, there are some things.. I wonder what God wants me to do.. If this is it.. I'm doing his work, but should I be?», «And I'm so shocked by what he did.. Like, he has money. That's his contribution to the plan. But he'll suffer in other ways, I guess. He'll survive, but be punished later.» and «I sometimes wear a little mascara, but not often, because it just looks so loose..» were some of the things said.

Also, someone puked on the table at the dinnerparty I was at today. It was at this super fancy hotel, so the invitation said "Don't drink much beforehand, we'll go out afterwards, so there's plenty of time for drinking." Well, the girl I hang out with the most at school plus a couple of other people basically turned up completely shitfaced, and they were the only ones there even remotely drunk, and we ended up by the same table. As mentioned, one of them puked on the table (the one I hang out with the most at school.... I need new friends), one of them basically spread all of his dinner out on the tablecloth and ate from there (right next to the puke) and the third one just kept laughing and yelling during every speech about how boring the speeches (which were at times quite funny) were, and she also made up a person so she could get a second, free dessert. It was so fucking embarrassing, everyone at the table looked really uncomfortable and didn't really know what to say. I feel sorry for the waitresses as well. Upside: I kinda talked a little bit to some other people from school who I haven't really talked to at all, and might have appeared normal, since we were all sort of "Uh, wtf is going on with those guys?" and had something to look repulsed by together. But still, gross. I really need to get to know some new people, but it's difficult.

pen:
Guys, my daughter's aunt got her valentines gift from her husband today.  Chocolate covered bacon.  I made a face when I heard about it, but she made me try it anyway.  My mouth was confused and my brain said "WTF!" but it was actually really really good.  Fortunately, it's crazy expensive to buy and then ship to the house, so I'll likely never have it again.  This is a good thing, I think.

Jace:
I want to make a joke about J0n being the same way in regards to your mouth and brain, but I just don't think that'd be real tasteful. Someone else make a joke.

Good news Zlog Dread,

I apparently just bruised my two wisdom teeth because of the fact that one shifted down a bit and so they were hitting together too hard. All will be well in a week.

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