I don't wanna grow up, I'm an over-sized kid....

[tsukinofaerii]

Avoiding work again. Well, I'm supposed to be making tutorial handouts of frequent issues as busy work. Guh. Pain. And the only things I can think of that students have repeated issues with are things like "Downloading a File" and "E-mailing Your Teacher". Not things I want to actually sit down and think out the steps to. (Seriously - most of the issues are so simple that it's hard for me to remember how they're done!)

Looking back over the last few entries, I'm kind of starting to wonder if work is dragging me away from Fandom. o.o My recent posts have been more politics (LJ and RL) and memes than my usual randomness. Or family complaints, though those still happen. I haven't even written a fic lately. Well, I haven't posted a fic lately, mostly because I reached a new low in my writing and am not really sure I want to attach my name to it. (sweatdrop) And I don't mean low as in style or grammar. It's all content. Scary content. o.o; And yaoi has been non-existent, possibly because most of my posting is from work, and while no one's looking over my shoulder I'm kind of hesitant to accidentally hit something NSFW at the exact wrong moment.

Am I growing up?

NOOOOOOOOOO~!

Someone reassure me that I'm immature and obsessed? Please?

Comments

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

The trick to being all-knowing is for others to be absolutely certain you are. Then they just tell you before you have to guess, and all you have to do is stand there and look wise. In retrospect, I'm positive that this is how my Grandmother did it.

Somehow I think a fic of quotes wouldn't be very fun. ^^; Maybe I should work on that HP fic-of-fics I killed so long ago, as if I don't have enough zombies to work on... (digs for it to see if it's worth reviving)

comfortable friendships are the best, becaus eyou can joke that like and know it's just joking. People take things so seriously sometimes. x.x

XD Greg sounds amazingly awesome. You should call him on that yes in all seriousness and see what happens. And then tell me about it. =D

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

XD Haha. As a child I had a VERY firm belief grandma's knew EVERYTHING there as to know. No grandpa's; those were to be respected, and to expect lots of pranks and silliness from, and were kind of mysterious figures. But grandma's? THey knew EVERYTHING.

I'm convinced it's because my grandma was the first to hold me. She told the nurse, "Look, my daughter held my grand-daughter, her only daughter, for nine MONTHS. I'm holding her, dammit!" The nurse just started laughing, I'm told. ^^; Then hse promptly walked out of the room with me in her arms, and bought me my first stuffed animal. :D *Giggles* I'll never give it away, for all that I'm not crazy about it (although it still is remarkably soft), simply because it was the first of hundreds upon thousands. :D No, my obsession with stuffed animals only happened because of my second stuffie. My first was cute; white, with a little pink sailor outfit on; very cute. My second was very plain; I think my brothers might've picked it out for me; they were pretty young (well, one was 10, the other was 7). They were thrilled beyond belief when I took to the stuffie immediately; it's a bear that's maybe somewhere from 2-3 feet long, no outfit, nothing; a simply, light brown color, black eyes with a ring of brown (very shiny; marble-like texture--no, not the stone, silly!). And for some reason, something about it caught my attention, and I firmly latched onto it. From then on, if you wanted me calm? Get my brother's bear. You wanted me to feel better? get my brothers' bear.
My family was so amazed that I liked their bear. They were delighted. *Snickers*
I'm told that her name was one of the first names I ever said. :) One of, mind you. One day, at some young age or another, my mom asked if I she needed to go fetch bear. And I frowned at her, and insisted, "Lizzie!" "....Who's Lizzie?" "Lizzie Bear! Bear Lizzie! Lizzie BEAR!" And tottled over to my room, somehow wrestled open the door, and plopped onto my bear. XD From then on, her name was Lizzie Bear.

I seriously do think she once was a guardian angel in disguise. I'm not kidding; I honestly do think that. *Shrugs*

Yeah, very comfortable. :) He and I make jokes like that all the time; we get vibes from one another if we're serious, and nothing if we're just joking. :) Nothing but amusement, of course. So we just laugh and laugh and laugh. XD

Haha; yeah, I totally should do that. *Snickers* I think he'd just sort of stand there, dumbfounded and puzzled, lol.

That reminds me; during American Government today (stupid class; didn't take it last year, so have ta take it this year, darnit....), we had to move to another classroom 'cause we had no sub, and no teacher. So we moved to another classroom, and I sat behind young Edgar Allen Poe (the fourth, I learned. x3 Nooo comment!). At some point when one of his friends make a comment, he asked, "Why does everyone insist I'm GAY?! Do i give off a gay vibe?" Whilst imitating a stereotypical flamingly gay person, of course.

So I sighed, and shook my head (I decided, for once, to join in). I looked at the kid who'd made the comment (jokingly), and said sadly, "He's in denial. Seems like everyone is these days. You know, it's getting to be quite a crowded river; so unsanitary, all those people swimming in it, CHOKING when they're kicked a little too hard and begin drowning in denial.... Can't be sanitary, not at all. Quite a crowded river these days. I hear it's making like the Styx and wanting payment now." THe last part was idly added, as though some sort of "dropped TOO casually" gossip, lol.

Edgar turned in his seat and said, after a moment of staring at me, "Do you like Alchemy?" "From the little I know of it, yes; quite a bit." "...Do you like Wicca?" "Yes."

.....

"You know, you're getting cooler every day." And he shook his head, and went back to writing something or other, whilst I just stared at him, and the kid who'd made the gay comment quietly laughed.

xD
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[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

Grandmas are awesome and scary beings. (nods) Who, coincidentally, are well known for giving stuffed toys of Great Import.

XD Lizzie Bear! How cute! You must have been adorable as a kid!

XD Denial is indeed crowded, these days. If everyone would just come out of the bloody closet, the really flaming people would have somewhere to store their shoes.

Is he really named Edgar Allen Poe? o.o Related, or just from an incredibly cruel family?

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

Great Import. I should tell her that.

Lizzie Bear.....I WAS adorable, thankyouverymuch. And my fashion sense? It rocked. Like, ROYALLY rocked. Yeah. I can upload a couple of pictures so you could see just how cute I was as a kid, lol...
Keep in mind, I have big front teeth, and, as we all know, that makes them huge looking when I was a kid. 'Specially in 2nd grade. I have this picture that makes them look HUGE. XD (Thank god my teeth fit me better now, lol! Or I'd be horrified to open my mouth! *Shudders*) But it still looks cute, lol.

My mom never understood why I one day just started insisting on naming her Lizzie. She asked me once, when I was about 2-3, and she tells me it went something like this:
"Pooh-girl, why did you name Lizzie Bear Lizzie?"
"Didn't name. Her name!"
"But you called her Lizzie Bear....?"
"I d'n't NAME her. It her NAME."
"You didn't name her....but it is her name?"
"Yes!"
"...But then how do you know her name is Lizzie?"
"She tol' me!"
"Lizzie Bear told you her name was Lizzie?"
"Yes."
"...."
"...."
".....Can I go play now, mommy?"

*Snickers* Ah, but I was adorable, lol.

.....Dude, that's so going on my quotes page.....XD He isn't actually in denial; he's straight. If he was gay, he tells people, he really wouldn't care. Or bi. Or, you know, tri or quad. Whatever; he doesn't care, lol. (*Rolls eyes and smiles crookedly* Finally, someone with sense!)

His last name is Poe. He's actually Edgar Allen Poe IV. (that's 4, right? Now 6?) When I asked him why his parents would do that, he just said, "I wish I knew; I have NO idea." I dunno if he's related or not. He's hilarious; he's a....a....what's the term; otaku? I think that's it....Unsure. He's obsessed with anime and manga and stuff, and he can make almost any sound in the WORLD. Voices and sound effects are his thing; it's so funny. And he can do body language and expressions to match. XD

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

Quad. I'm trying to come up with that option. I suppose tri would be someone who's attracted to xxxy people... none of the options after that seem particularly nice. o.o;

Poor guy. I bet is schoolyard childhood sucked. And otaku is indeed the word. ^_^ Make otaku are so hard to find. (squishes him up in a hug)

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

In my mind, there are roughly five options for humans. Btw, what's xxxy people?

1: normal males
2: normal females
3: eunuchs
4: males-who-were-once-females
5: females-who-were-once-males

Those are basically the five options for human-beings. It actually does make quite a difference, if you think about it; those last three. Not just everyone can except that.
As I've said, I don't actually care about gender and whatnot, so, it doesn't matter to me in the least. *Shrugs* But anything beyond bi-sexual is treated as a joke. *Frowns* It's ridiculous, that.

Actually, people can't help but like him. He's funny, although if he isn't your type for friends or whatever then he can get fair annoying, I suppose. *Shrugs* But as he IS my type of a friend, there's nothing wrong at all, in my mind. He's just obsessed with anime. Although, granted, even without that he'd be the sort I'd wanna be friends with. Dude, he's into alchemy and wicca.

They ARE hard to find. *Stands away from the hugging*

THat reminds me....yesterday during school, I scared a group of people into going all the way to the other side of the classroom. *Proudly laughs* Mua-hahahaaaa. I was feeling evil that day.

And Justin jokingly got down on one knee and said, "Can I be your bestest friend?" and clasped his hands under his chin, whilst doing a chibi-pout (which is cuter then a puppy-dog pout).

Why did he do that, in the middle of the classroom, you ask? Oh, simple.

I told him I own a trilogy called Obsidian Trilogy.

He went nuts.

*Snickers*

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

XXXY are hermaphrodites - it's just easier to spell. ^^; It refers to the chromosomes. Neither XX nor XY. So you get to add another number to your list, yay!

Even bisexual is treated as sort of a joke. If one more person says I'm just confused, a lesbian in denial or "need to pick a team", I may end up in jail for assaulting my father (the most likely culprit).

XD Honestly, the best people are usually the ones others avoid. They're interesting! And any potential annoyance is made up by that in spades.

XD You have the awesomest days

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

XXXY........Interesting. So that's a total of SIX, not five. Dude, we need to tell someone. XD

Your father is the most likely culprit? ..... Let me guess. You didn't get your brains/personality from him, did you. e_e Bisexual IS a joke, are yo kidding? *Scowls* This kid in class who thinks he's my friend (when I've openly said we're merely classmates; he apparently thinks our classmate-ship has progressed to friendship....ugh) is like that. He was describing it, and I, just to shut him up for a brief moment (he's annoying, highly perverted, has an irritating voice, never shuts up, DID I MENTION PERVERTED AND ANNOYING!), said, "So basically, bisexuality is cheating." "YEAH!" "Because in your opinion, everyone has a preference over gender, and strongly." "Yeah, that's exactly it!" "....Well, that is true in some cases.... others, however, don't particularly have an actual preference. It could be what people associate with each gender that attracts them more. Of course, to prove YOUR case, Abby here is 98 percent lesbian, and 2 percent bisexual. She'd rather lay a girl any day, but will openly admit it if a guy is attractive, or whatever. She just isn't SEXUALLY attracted to him. Of course, that also proves my point."

"Wait, wait. What about you? I mean, you said you were bi, so, --" "Gender isn't a priority. In fact, it's not even on the list. For instance -- let's see. I'd rather date Joel, but rather kiss Abby. Get it? I have no preference; I'm a case of what I associate with each gender." I shrugged. Unfortunately, Joel overheard me, and said, "Wait, did you just say you wanna date me?" Right as Abby said, "You'd rather kiss me?! SCORE!" And started chasing me around the classroom while everyone laughed hysterically. *Snickers* Eventually I ran and hid behind a classmate from fourth period, who'd just come in the room (it was 7th period; he had a form to be signed by my 7th period teacher, who he has in a dif period). "Don't let her near me! She's trying to molest me!" I cried, half-laughing. He was confused, but obediently shielded me. "What, not into girls?" He asked, beginning to grin as he caught onto the little game as he shielded me; we were all doing an odd little dance at this point that was both funny to do, and look at.

"I don't care if it's a guy or girl, but she came into the conversation late and--hey, let go of my sweatshirt!--got the wrong--stop that!--idea! Now she's--ack, no!--trying to--I said NO--kiss me, because she got it wrong!" He looked slightly puzzled, but went along with it. Finally he ended up tugging me sharply out into the hall and shutting the door; we both collapsed against the door to hold t shut, trying hard to stifle our laughter.

it was then I remember, Oh, shit. I've got a crush on this guy. Great time to remember, right when he's holding onto me to keep himself upright, and visca versa, because we're laughing too hard.

XD And then, we look up, and Abby is watching us oddly. "Okay, now I know for a fact you like this guy. You got common sense, Ems ((shortening of M&M, a nickname))--I can't BELIEVE you forgot the other door." I pause, the guy(zack) and I look at each other, look at the other door, and promptly dissolve into laughter again.

He never made a comment on what she originally was saying. We laughed too hard. *Rolls eyes but grins* Thank GOD.

Awesomest days....er, well. THey're interesting, to be sure. Half-crazed lesbians chasing me around, guys acting weird and always wanting to talk (something I'm getting to used to; the word's been passed that I'm into a lot of things guys are into, and, in return for sparkling (yea, RIGHT) conversation, I give them tips on girls, haha). Not to mention all te crazy antics.

Oh, yeah. Awesomest, to be sure.

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

My father is a very smart man, in terms of numbers and ideas. As far as emotional intelligence, I've seen smarter doorknobs. He's one of those people who believe that "there are children starving in Africa" will actually help when someone's in a bad mood. Needless to say, he's the major reason I'm not living with my parents, no matter how ghastly expensive it is to live elsewhere.

Almost everyone has someone they'd go gay/straight for. (snort) And people who don't are usually the ones who scream the loudest in protest.

XD Again I say, you have the awesomest experiences at school. I love hearing about them! And Zack sounds cool. (hint hint nudge nudge)

There's probably also the factor that you're a girl into guy things, and thus a high-demand item. milk it for what it's worth!

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

...He....actually believes....that will help when...someone's in a bad mood? *Twitches violently* Wow....just....Wow.

Yeah, that's true. Almost everyone DOES have someone they'd go gay/straight for.
I don't have to deal with that problem. And thank god for that. it's so much easier not caring about a gender. *Relieeeeef, lol*

I have some....unusual experiences at school, at the very least. I can at least go home and smile about them.
Yes, Zack is cool. Don't rub it in my face. *Glares* My thing is to simply befriend and hangout with any crush I might get. He's the first crush that I was ever attracted to first by looks, however. *Puzzle* So I have a feeling this one won't be going away for a while. I"m not the type to crush and just not have the crush a week later. Mine can last years. *Grimaces*
So, awhile in my terms is probably quite a bit longer then most people's. *Snickers* But mine just sort of fade into friendship, very veyr gradually, so I don't notice they're gone or anything. :) Crushing, it seems to me, is such a simple, non-complicated thing that I don't know why people get upset over them. Really, I don't. Unless you're too shy to approach them even just to hang out or something. That I can understand, I suppose...*Shrugs*

Well, yes. The factor that I'm a girl into guy things and thus a high-demand item.....One: I like the way you put that; trust me, i DO milk it for what it's worth, mua-hahahaaaaa. And Two: So very, veyr true. *Laughs*

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Not in a "laugh at them" way, but in a "there are bigger things to worry about". And there are indeed bigger things to worry about. Which only succeeds in adding guilt to whatever else has put me into a bad mood.

It is easier, isn't it? (settles comfortably into her wall-less box)

I think the reason so many people get upset about crushing is because in the USA the boy/girl divide is built up into this giant wall, and crossing that wall leads to TEH SEXORZ. (Everyone knows we're irrational about sex.) That just carries over into everything that's even remotely non-platonic, which starts with the blushing and giggling and "omg I can't talk to HIM" which Jr High kids spend so much time doing.

XD (seems to be "saying" that a lot)

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but guilt can get two reactions, one of which he's likely hoping for: silence, or angered shouting. I bet I can guess which one he wants, lol.

*Laughs* Huh. Never thought of that.... Surprising, and rather pleasant (that I've never thought of it). Myself, I think crushes are rather dull, and really annoying. Thank god I'm sensible and cold-hearted. It helps. x3 On the upside, I have something most can't claim: The majority of my friends, I've gained because I've had crushes on. xD Basically all of my friends I've at one point or another liked for one reason or another. *Shrugs* I know the routine. They die down after awhile, and I still get a good friend. So, I win either way. See? Simple. :)

You DO seem to be "saying" that a lot, lol...

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

*sigh* Yeah, and since I moved from silence, you can bet he's not happy. (sweatdrop)

That's a pretty good game plan. I just try not to get crushes, because I tend to get them on friends. o.o;; And when I do, I avoid them and ride it out. I'm horribly dizy-er when I like someone, and I've got this terror of driving people away because of my magical gain of foot-mouth coordination.

I think my brain just gives up. ¬¬ Which probably isn't good at all. To coffee!

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

Well, as I don't exactly know how to AVOID getting crushes, I simply deal with them with a rather bleak, 'Great, not another one.' I always get crushes on friends; I think it's someone's way of telling me, "BEFRIEND THIS PERSON ALREADY, DANGIT!" Because it never fails to be someone I end up loving to hang out with, just as friends, and we end up knowing each other for a long, long time, lol. I simply befriend the person and begin hanging out with them....

except in the case of Zack. He and I are on friendly terms, but not really friends. e_e But at least I'm not too scared to initiate conversation, unlike Abby. She tried to tell a guy (the first guy she's liked in years; she's 98% lesbian, and only 2% bi, XD--and the guys HAVE to look feminine, and I mean FEMININE! *Snickers*) that she liked him, and ended up feeling highly embarrassed.

I avoid embarrassment at all costs. I lash out at anyone around me when feeling it, so it's never pretty. *Grimaces*

Foot-mouth coordination! Ahhhh! You suffer from Foot-In-Mouth Disease, I see. Horrible thing, really; such a pain to get rid of. *Sighs in sympathy and shakes head*

...Haha, coffee. It takes an insane amount of sugar to get me hyper (I have the worlds biggest sugar resistance, lol) but not too much coffee. Buy me a mocha frappicino at Starbucks, with or without whip cream (They have excellent whip cream, however, so there BETTER be whipped cream!), and I will be SO HYPER.

Cris and greg think they've seen me hyper; I ate a bunch of candy while out with them.
THey told me I was acting hyper.
my response?
Laughing very loudly and somewhat rudely.
And told them, smirking, that this wasn't hyper, it was simply me in a great mood!

And ran off to go buy more candy. XD

Hey, give me a break; I love candy, and there was a sweets shop--Sweets from Heaven, or something like that. *Pouts* DANG GOOD CANDY, but sooo expensive...*Whimpers*

Haha. Nobody can out-match me for hyper-ness. NOBODY. It's physically, mentally, emotionally, and any other -ally impossible. *Grins*

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

I always get crushes on completely the wrong people, anyways! They're either friends or enemies, and neither is a good choice for mooning over. I avoid them by talking myself out of them. And, as mentioned, hiding away in the dark depths of my latest obsession. (Such as Kindgom Hearts.) ^^; Crushes are annoying. I'd rather be logical about who I hook up with. It works so much better.

I have this thing where the brain gets ahead of the mouth and I almost always make a complete fool of myself. ^^; In the middle of a conversation about Nobodies, I'll just blurt "Pretender!" Because Nobodies = Roxas = The Pretender by Foo Fighters. And usually whoever was listening (usually with their eyes glazes over) just sort of give up. ^^;

I just don't get hyper. o.o; I'll get hyped up on excitement and my own fangirlishness, but not sugar/caffeine high. What's it like?

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

*Laughs* My brain is ALWAYS ahead of my mouth. That's one reason conversation with most people is so difficult for me; they can't keep up, and although I can backtrack perfectly, I need someone who can keep up with seemingly random topic changes. If you were to ask how I got on the topic of Mythology when I was previously saying something about vocabulary, the english language, or describing something silly, I could give you a complete step-by-step of how my mind got from there to the next subject. That's why I so rarely speak with people; and only very special people get to hear me with constant humor. Because when I really RELAX, and COMPLETELY, every word out of my mouth is witty and funny and I'm a lot of fun to be around. But normally I'm not secure enough in my sense of humor to allow myself to relax so much, because most people nowadays don't understand my humor, which, to be fair, is quite underdeveloped in many places. *Grimaces* But my tutors, for instance, at Sylvan learning Center; I relax completely and utterly at that place, so...everybody loves me. ;D

I even got to help out a couple kids, once. One kid was on reading, and the other was on math; they were younger kids, and definitely did not want to be there. And for some reason, they were getting dangerously close to temper tantrums, and their teachers were kind of at a loss. Since the one with reading was more frustrated (she didn't understand it, whereas the one with math refused to even try to understand), I got up after finishing early on something (my tutor was with someone else at the moment, so I had a couple of minutes), and plunked myself in the seat nearest her. her tutor stopped and stared at me, looking slightly lost; Sylvan really really rarely has troubles with kids.

So I picked up the thing they'd been using, and looked at the words. "Oooh, these ones are tough. I remember having some trouble with words and reading when I was a kid, too; I love books now--can't get enough of 'em! You must be really smart, learning words like this!" The girl began to straighten up, no longer looking like she was about to start crying any minute.
"How about I help you? These are real toughies, but I think you can get 'em! In fact, I know you can! Come on, what do you say? Just think of how it'll look to everyone if you get the hang of these so fast!" I coaxed, grinning cheerfully and earnestly.

She gave me a suspicious look, but finally nodded. I went over them, making sure to give both encouragement and critiscm where needed, always making sure to add in little things like how smart she was and wow, but I didn't know if I could have learned this fast and well when I was a kid! And it helped I was an older kid, but not a grown-up; you know how kids are with older kids and all.
And ever since then, whenever she looks like she's having trouble or getting bored or anything, she just glances at me at the table behind hers (or at, if she's doing math), and I make sure to do some silly face or something silly, and by the time my instructor looks back at me (his name is charles), I have an innocent look on my face, and I'm working diligently on my work. XD THe other kid was dealt with in a similar manner, and they're much better now. I'm really good with little kids or people who are having problems; those are my specialty, for all ages. I have excellent people skills... I just rarely use them. XD I'm every teacher's blessing, though. *Sniggers* Hence the reason some kids hate me...lol.

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[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

(petpet) Your sense of humor is perfectly normal to me. Of course, we seem to suffer the same disease in regards to topic-jumping, which may explain it. English vocab to Mythology makes perfect sense. How much of our vocabulary comes from Mythology? (Narcissistic, for one?)

That was sheer awesome. Not many people would do that, especially for a younger kid! :D So many adults just don't realize ow to handle kids. You'd think they'd never been one.

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

Well, I really have to LET myself get "high" on something. That's just how much self-control I generally have. *grimaces* Sometimes I can't help biting comments or rudeness if I have a headache and someone just won't shut up, but other then that, I've got self-control like a rock, lol.
It's....well, interesting. Me on a caffeine high (only kind of high i get....lol) is....funny, lol. I'll sing along--loudly--to anything that's playing, and if I've never heard it before (rarely happens), I start dancing and being generally silly anyways. I actually sound the really good belting, so it's not a problem that I sing loudly, lol. But I get VERY silly, and my self-control is oddly...gone, lol. I'm not self-conscious really much at all. My normal speech is quite fast, and even my own family can have trouble following what I'm saying, so over the years i've learned to slow down until I'm speaking slowly, carefully, and clearly. But that is GONE; I start talking a mile a minute until only I know what I'm saying, and sometimes I go to fast for me to even be certain, haha!

I get really goofy and silly; I do a lot of different voices, dance around, say whatever comes to mind, sing loud as I can to whatever's playing or in my head, and I cannot sit still. I'll get up and start doing hand-stands and cartwheels and one-handed cartwheels, and round-offs, and these ballet moves to an extreme that it looks impossible for anyone else to do (I enjoy fusing things together; it comes from years of having to invent my own flexibility exercises/stretches.). I become very childish, basically--unless I'm around certain people, and then, because I know it's all right (at the point of my high, it's only my subconscious that's aware of my actually relaxing the rarely-used perverted section of my brain), and then every word that comes out of my mouth is an innuendo in one way or another. Sometimes people don't even catch on, because of how I phrase things, but most of the time they do.

My mom taped me on a high once. It was right after we saw something awesome on stage (maybe the opera or something), and I was on a high about that, anyways, so the combination was even more hyper then usual.

I was sooo hilarious. *Cracks up*

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

XD That makes me want to give it a shot, but I can achieve that with alcohol, so maybe I'll just go that route. As much coffee as I drink, I'm probably immune to caffeine now, and sugar does nothing. o.o;

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

Dad's given me a sip of wine a few times before. *Shudders* Even if I wasn't already not into it, I'd've been turned off it forever just by those few sips. Actually, if I really wanted, my parents probably would've gotten me some kind of alcohol, and let me drink to my hearts content. And then they'd just let me deal with the hangover and all it's wonders, too.
*Grins* It's the way my family has handled such things for a long time. My uncle wanted to smoke -- so my grandma (his mom) took him with him to the porch, got out some of her cigarettes, and they smoked a lot Needless to say, he has never smoked again. xD

[tsukinofaerii.livejournal.com]

I'm not a wine fan, personally, though I've had some really good ones. They're also usually really expensive, so... (shrug) Yeah. I refer whiskey and coke or a flavored smirnoff. Maybe a Mudslide or margarita or fuzzy navel... XD Girlie drinks!

My parents have pretty much always been cool about me drinking, even way before I was legal. Strangely enough, the trust me to know my limits. oO; So most of the time, I didn't bother. I don't feel like hangovers are worth it, and being wasted isn't fun at all. So I drink to get buzzed, drink water and make sure I eat... and I'm usually cool. ^^

Only recently has my Dad gotten pissy about me drinking, and that's because when I'm happy I dance, and he seems to feel that a girl dancing alone is "asking for it". Clearly he doesn't get out enough.

[blinddeciever.livejournal.com]

I go with water. Plain 'ol bottled water....filtered and low on sodium, thankyouverymuch. e_e Lol.

I took a quiz online about what kind of drunk I'd be; a couple of my friends took it too.
Greg would be a "cuddly, but jealous" drunk.
Cris would be a "smart, drowsy" drunk (.....She needed that one explained, but it was funny.)
And I, apparently, was the funniest of all--I'd be a "philosophical" drunk. XD We wanted to get drunk just to try it out....my parents probably would've bought us alcohol, too. I'm smart enough to stop. Well, we assume so, at least, lol.

A girl dancing alone is....

XD

Dude, that makes me want to go dancing, right there, just from reading that, lol. When I'm happy I become a regular music; burst out into song and dance, and usually bring other people into it, lol. It's really hilarious, but Greg saw me once at christmas last in the mall with my mom shopping, and I was dancing and singing along to Winter Wonderland, and out of nowhere Greg and I are dancing around together. XD We drew quite a crowd; some people even started joining in!

Ah, good times, good times. Greg was eventually laughing too hard to keep dancing and signing, but he had fun while he could, lol.

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And earlier, when he'd meowed (he likes to do that randomly), I added in my own mew (for the life of him, he CANNOT do mews! he simply can't!) and he kind of jumped, twisted quickly in his seat to briefly stare at me, and then turned back, and shook his head, rubbing a hand over his face to try and hide his grin. Bad attempt, since I sat behind him.
"What?"
he turned again to look at me uncertainly, before he broke out in this huge grin, and practically squealed, "It was so CUTE!" Blinking, I hesitantly did it again, and he promptly asked, "Can I, like, GLOMP you? Or pet you! Yeah, yeah, can I pet you?!"

And, as always, it had to happen just at the moment when the class had grown quiet (as class's randomly do). So everyone swung to stare at us, and broke out in peals of laughter after the teacher said, "Did you just ask to fucking PET her?!"

Even Edgar and I were laughing like mad. But when I got up after the bell rang (twenty minutes later, lol) he gave me this hopeful look.

And i just rolled my eyes, and sighed, before walking out. He's already worked out that if I mean no in my response, I say it, or shake my head. Other then that, I won't really get upset if you do it.

So I just made it out the doors to the lunch area, and suddenly, i am glomped form behind, someone squealing, "SENPAAAAIIII!!!!!! SENPAI ACTS SO CUUUUUUUTE!"

And even I had to laugh until my stomach hurt, along with a great many students. *Snickers*

Keep in mind Edgar's 6'4", maybe even 6'5". And I'm about 5'7", 5'8". Thank god I'm strong, or I would've been flat on the floor. XD

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But a mew is just a meow without the last syllable. oO How can you not mew? Everyone mews. It's like drugs - all the cool kids do it!

OMG, he sounds like a total fanboy. XD If he isn't (he sounds like he is), you should work on converting him. Hounto! Bring him to the dark side of obsession. Yaoi, if possible. ;p (It's hard to find yaoi-loving guys though *sigh*)

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Yes, but the sounds are actually a very delicate difference, one that makes a mew so different from a meow. I can sound like either one; i'm very good with imitating sounds. It's a skill very few actually know about. Edgar was rather quick in finding that out; the first time he ever heard me do it is the day he actually started paying attention to me and not ignoring me totally. XD Like everyone else basically did, more or less. Except, of course, for some of the kids; all save one of which are guys. *Laughs* It's a funny class.

Devon (female, not male) talks to me because I have a decent sense of humor, am smart enough to stop talking and just do my work, and am the only girl besides her on that side of the room, practically; or at least in that area.
Justin talks to me because I'm smart, am a lot like him, and, he tells me, I am good to talk to (don't interrupt him and stuff, lol). I talk to him only sometimes (otherwise I simply listen), because he reminds me of Greg. Strongly. Very freakishly strongly. XD
Chris talks to me because I'm funny at the most random moments, completely deadpan, smart, and can BE funny WITHOUT being a total idiot.
Joel talks to me because he's noticed that although I'm an extremely quiet person who keeps to herself, whenever I do actually do the work I get 100% on it quite easily, with barely any thought (aka, very smart), he's noticed I'm good with humors not often used nowadays (dry and deadpan are my speciality), and he respects my opinion. (He tells me he's noticed that I'm, like, a genius--precisely his words, if you change I'm with You're. He's the kind of guy who most girls go ape over. It's funny.)
Edgar talks to me easily the most out of all of them; he does so because I'm really into a lot of the things he is, and therefor fun to talk with; he also talks to me because I'm really good with voices, which he discovered, and because I'm smart and don't act stupid just to hide my intelligence (which a surprising amount of people do here...*Frowns*). His favorite saying regarding me when people comment is, "I respect Senpai."

Their opinions of me are all basically the same, as you can see. But when one of the most sought-after guys of my year enjoys talking to a nobody like me, the results are interesting. *Snickers* (sought-after guy being Joel, lol.)

He isn't a fanboy. *Grins* But he is funny. Regarding yaoi....well. He reads Gravitation, if that works for you. XD