-from pvponline
Originally posted by Lucas Archer
Someone answer my damn question! What the hell is wrong with AFI? I like AFI!
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Originally posted by Academia_Nut
Nothing’s wrong with the American Film Industry. We just need some original movie plot-lines, that’s all.
*giggles like a school girl*
Hmm… I’m gonna go live in Brum next year (that’s what all the cool kids call Birmingham). Oh… that’s in ENGLAND. Muahaha. The advisor lady for the honors program is also running the Study Abroad program in England. And… and… for an entire year it’ll only cost a little more than going to UMD (it’s a comparable tuition, except England INCLUDES books, flight, housing, food….).
Wow. I’m so fricken excited. And since she’s running both programs, she wants to get a lot of the honors kid to go to England… and the honors kids are pretty neat. Today was a really great day. Like… no classes and just lotsa time wasted on net games. Hehe. Oh, William Burroughs is fucking psychotic as an author. Reminds me a lot of Jeff Noon actually… though Burroughs has kicked the gay sex quotient up a notch or two hundred.
Hmm… Hehe… I can attend Hogwarts! It’s like got a dining hall in a mansion and everything.
So what if there’s not any classes for graphic design, I knew it’d take me more than four years! (Speaking of which… there’s a New Zealand program starting next year that’s one semester. I think I’ll do that my senior year.)
Who cares if my thoughts aren’t grouped properly and if punctuation is off! This is deadjournal! I wish doom on you all!
But… yes. I talked to kids in the honors class I’m in… and it wasn’t terrifying. They even laughed at something I said. Hurray for positive socialization.
Oh, and Mike and Maria ran by giggling and wet. It might have been raining, but you know those crazy kids… Hehe. Too much like silly Aberdeen kids. Silliness abounds!
I’m immensely happy, even if I didn’t get to take a “hot and erotic” shower with Mike. Maybe some other time!
Hotdogs anyone? I throw glitter in your face!
(A shout out to all my homies–Derick!, Brad, and Heath! I don’t think Heath reads this… Oh well. Oh, and Derick!, STOP HAVING SO DAMN MUCH FUN! If you’re reading this Laura… go kick Derick!’s ass. I demand it. He’s in chamber choir! AS A FRESHMAN! Doesn’t his talent and elitism just piss you off, Laura? I bet it does. Show him who’s boss in Richardson 1….. Hehe. DOOOOOM KITTIES!)
This space reserved for people named Mandy and Mandi.
This space for rent.
Brandi was here, maybe.
Know who’s neat? You. No, not you Maren, but you’re spiffy in your own damn way. Nah, I’m talking about YOU.
Emma was here but then meeped off. Alex probably just fell down (hehe, hugs!). People named Steph are extra-special.
Oh, and for the Marias and R.s in the audience… the cheap seats are full but you’re welcome to stand in the orchestra pit.
This space reserved to make note that I press the return key tooooooo much.
And for those still reading, perhaps a little sad, well I must say I have a secret for you. And that secret is… LOVE!
And guess what, it’s peach scented! (Maren says I should be denied access to the radio and acronyms. I think my hands might have to be broken as well. Perhaps my vocal cord should also be removed. Hmm… I might still make awkward facial expressions. I guess I’m just doomed to annoy!)
This has gone on far too long.
P.S. CPA loves IPA. Indefinite Particle Article maaaaaan! They shoulda talked about time travel at least some, but eh. Pretty whiny singer/guitar boy.
P.P.S. I might have scheduled myself for some “wild fun” next Friday. The internet should be shot. Or maybe I should. I do know for certain that I should not type deadjournal while giddy.