Hi . . . I'm back! I'm actually early for once. So there. =) Thanks to all
my loyal reviewers so far, like klucky, evolutionary spider, todd fan, me,
and flitwicke (aka Audrey). Did I leave anyone out? Don't think so right?
I'm still open to suggestions if you guys have any. I think that I need
more motivation *coughs suggestively* *hack hack hack* reviews!!! =)=)=)
Oh btw do you guys think that this sounds like Bridget Jone's diary? (flitwicke was kind enough to point this out.) I've never read the book before, so I'm not sure how it's written, or how similar it is (?!?!?!?).
Disclaimer: I don't own x men evo.
6th entry
I'm bored.
Normally, on weekends, I'd hang out with Lance, but now that _that's_ not going to happen, I'm stuck at the Institute doing nothing.
Scott has gone out for his usual weekend drive in his convertible, Jean is somewhere in the Institute (if she's making another meat pie I think I'm going to hurl), Evan is out skateboarding, Kurt is over at someone else's house doing a science project, and Rogue is out. Can you believe that? It used to be Rogue at the Institute on weekends and Kitty out with Lance all day. Now it's the other way round.
Rogue has been acting really weird lately. And when I say that, I mean REALLY weird. Before she left, she asked if she could borrow my BLUE skirt, and it wasn't even the pastel one, it was the bright blue one. She didn't even put on her goth makeup and usual dark-colored clothes, so I could barely recognize her when she was leaving. And she seems to talk a lot more lately. In the past, it used to be simple "hey"s and "whatever"s, but now? Rogue has morphed into some advice-giving, observant and friendly Oprah Winfrey "let's talk about how you feel" clone. Not that it's a bad thing. It's quite nice to have your very own Oprah Winfrey roommate.
Now that Rogue's not here to keep me company, I'm stuck here like the loser I am, typing in my laptop. I know I should be studying for Trig, but come on. I'm waaay too depressed to do anything right now, considering what's been happening lately. I can't even muster enough courage to write the stupid English essay that's due tomorrow.
I won't even think about going to find Jean to chat or something. After the meat pie incident, Jean has constantly been casting very suspicious looks in my direction, as if she can _feel_ that I'm about to hide more of her stuff (I wish) or push her in the pool when her back is turned or something. I mean, DO I LOOK AS IF I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO????
I just realized that the above statement might actually be true. Which is another shred of evidence that I'm becoming more and more of a loser every day. Considering my current boyfriendless situation, I no longer have the duty of buying Lance a birthday present, which was something I was obsessing about a lot before he went loco and decided he'd hole himself up in his shell like the darn hermit crab he's turned himself into. So now it changed from Kitty-obsessing-over-getting-Lance-a-present to Kitty- obsessing-getting-over-Lance. Isn't that just pathetic?
I seriously think I need to take my mind off Lance. I'm not calling him; he's not calling me, which makes me wonder if Rogue's advice is going to work (I still have doubts about that). If I sit here any longer, I think I'm going to lose my mind. Which might actually be a good thing.
Tbc.
A/n: Yay! I actually did chapter 7 too, but I guess I'll just update it later. (Maybe about . . . Monday? That was originally the day this chapter was supposed to be up.) Oh, and in the next entry, Kitty is going to find someone else to keep her company, as well as to keep her mind off things. I'll leave you all hanging to guess who or what that is . . . Bye!
Oh btw do you guys think that this sounds like Bridget Jone's diary? (flitwicke was kind enough to point this out.) I've never read the book before, so I'm not sure how it's written, or how similar it is (?!?!?!?).
Disclaimer: I don't own x men evo.
6th entry
I'm bored.
Normally, on weekends, I'd hang out with Lance, but now that _that's_ not going to happen, I'm stuck at the Institute doing nothing.
Scott has gone out for his usual weekend drive in his convertible, Jean is somewhere in the Institute (if she's making another meat pie I think I'm going to hurl), Evan is out skateboarding, Kurt is over at someone else's house doing a science project, and Rogue is out. Can you believe that? It used to be Rogue at the Institute on weekends and Kitty out with Lance all day. Now it's the other way round.
Rogue has been acting really weird lately. And when I say that, I mean REALLY weird. Before she left, she asked if she could borrow my BLUE skirt, and it wasn't even the pastel one, it was the bright blue one. She didn't even put on her goth makeup and usual dark-colored clothes, so I could barely recognize her when she was leaving. And she seems to talk a lot more lately. In the past, it used to be simple "hey"s and "whatever"s, but now? Rogue has morphed into some advice-giving, observant and friendly Oprah Winfrey "let's talk about how you feel" clone. Not that it's a bad thing. It's quite nice to have your very own Oprah Winfrey roommate.
Now that Rogue's not here to keep me company, I'm stuck here like the loser I am, typing in my laptop. I know I should be studying for Trig, but come on. I'm waaay too depressed to do anything right now, considering what's been happening lately. I can't even muster enough courage to write the stupid English essay that's due tomorrow.
I won't even think about going to find Jean to chat or something. After the meat pie incident, Jean has constantly been casting very suspicious looks in my direction, as if she can _feel_ that I'm about to hide more of her stuff (I wish) or push her in the pool when her back is turned or something. I mean, DO I LOOK AS IF I HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO????
I just realized that the above statement might actually be true. Which is another shred of evidence that I'm becoming more and more of a loser every day. Considering my current boyfriendless situation, I no longer have the duty of buying Lance a birthday present, which was something I was obsessing about a lot before he went loco and decided he'd hole himself up in his shell like the darn hermit crab he's turned himself into. So now it changed from Kitty-obsessing-over-getting-Lance-a-present to Kitty- obsessing-getting-over-Lance. Isn't that just pathetic?
I seriously think I need to take my mind off Lance. I'm not calling him; he's not calling me, which makes me wonder if Rogue's advice is going to work (I still have doubts about that). If I sit here any longer, I think I'm going to lose my mind. Which might actually be a good thing.
Tbc.
A/n: Yay! I actually did chapter 7 too, but I guess I'll just update it later. (Maybe about . . . Monday? That was originally the day this chapter was supposed to be up.) Oh, and in the next entry, Kitty is going to find someone else to keep her company, as well as to keep her mind off things. I'll leave you all hanging to guess who or what that is . . . Bye!