Hi guys! I'm baaack! Thanks 4 the revieeews! Feeling very hyper right now.
*Bounces on bed* I hope *bounce* this entry is *bounce* long enough!
*bouncebounce* Yay! *falls off bed*
Entry 9
I don't believe this.
You'd think that after having to endure hiding in the toilet to rush my essay (I heard some really _interesting_ conversations while in there, but never mind) and listening to Oprah/Rogue dish out helpful advice on what to do on the Lance issue, I'd come home to a nice, calm evening of relaxation with my pet cat and the computer.
Wrong. The moment I entered the Net, I regretted it instantly, because I was added to come instant message forum that I didn't even remember installing. Now that I think of it, since the only other person using this computer with Internet access is sharing my room right now, innocently reading some magazine with her hands propped up on her pillow while I was starting up. No prizes for guessing who it was.
Anyway, this weird server box popped up, and being the idiot I am, I clicked "OK" without looking twice. I have posted the following conversation here:
Lance: Kitty!
_SlimShady_ : Kitty!
Kitty : What's going on?
Lance: We're engaging in a pleasant conversation. At least, as pleasant as it can be with Summers hanging around.
_SlimShady_ : Hey!
_SlimShady_ : At least I still have my manners, unlike some people, who go loco and start fights in the hallway for no reason.
Lance: NO REASON???????
Lance: You were hitting on Kitty! Don't you dare deny it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ : Oh, yeah? At least she likes me better, as opposed to some person who has yet to collect his brain from the lost and found.
Lance: WHO'RE YOU CALLING BRAINLESS??????????
Lance: WELL, "slim", I see some people are grouchy for. . . certain *unmentionable* reasons?
_SlimShady_ : Shut up. I told you not to talk about it. Unless you're so desperate for another black eye tomorrow?
Lance: Well, isn't that sweet. Widdle Scottie-boy can't get over the fact that
Kitty : What?
_SlimShady_ : ALVERS, SHUT UP!!!!!!!
Lance: Touchy. Heard of something called blackmail, Shades?
_SlimShady_ : You wouldn't.
Lance: Well, keep your mitts off my girlfriend and I won't tell. I but I can't guarantee that.
_SlimShady_ : WE HAD A DEAL!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :Or I could always go out with Kitty for the heck of it . . .
Lance: NO!!!! I won't tell.
Kitty : Tell what?
Kitty : Is there something you guys aren't telling me?
_SlimShady_ : No.
Lance: No.
Kitty : Fine. I'm leaving.
Lance: WAITWAITWAITWAITWAIT
Kitty : What?
_SlimShady_ : Nothing.
Kitty : WHERE IS THIS CONVERSATION GOING??????????????
Lance I don't know. We're just typing for the heck of it. Speaking of which, Summers, you better watch out tomorrow. I still owe you one.
_SlimShady_ : You do?
Lance: Yeah. A black eye. Goody.
_SlimShady_ : Yeah, what? I owe you TEN FOR ALL THE PUNCHES YOU THREW AT MY STOMACH!!!
Kitty : You guys really *hurt* each other??
Lance: Yeah. Kelly landed us with detention for a week. **** him
Kitty : LANCE!
Lance: Relax, I censored it out of my own accord. [A/n: Or of the author's accord. =) Heh.]
_SlimShady_ : Yeah, what word were you trying to get across? Fish?
Lance: Of course. Doesn't the term "fish him" sound so darned cultured? But well, it is me speaking after all. Can't exactly blame you for worshipping me and kissing my feet.
_SlimShady_ : Oh, you mean it was you talking? I thought it was some sewer rat.
Lance: Nah. Only actual sewer rats like you can't get girls, you see.
_SlimShady_ : Do too!!!!!!!!!!! What about Taryn?
Lance: Haha. You're just jealous.
_SlimShady_ : OF WHAT????????
Lance: The fact that I have a girlfriend that I actually like, maybe.
_SlimShady_ : I like Taryn. I always have.
Lance: Do not.
_SlimShady_ : Do too.
Lance: NOT!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kitty has left the conversation.
That's it. A very pointless discussion, if you ask me. I was resisting the urge to hurl the computer across the room, while Rogue read openly over my shoulder, laughing her head off.
She's still laughing. Where's my aspirin?
[A/n: That's all for now. I'll be updating on Saturday. =) ]
Entry 9
I don't believe this.
You'd think that after having to endure hiding in the toilet to rush my essay (I heard some really _interesting_ conversations while in there, but never mind) and listening to Oprah/Rogue dish out helpful advice on what to do on the Lance issue, I'd come home to a nice, calm evening of relaxation with my pet cat and the computer.
Wrong. The moment I entered the Net, I regretted it instantly, because I was added to come instant message forum that I didn't even remember installing. Now that I think of it, since the only other person using this computer with Internet access is sharing my room right now, innocently reading some magazine with her hands propped up on her pillow while I was starting up. No prizes for guessing who it was.
Anyway, this weird server box popped up, and being the idiot I am, I clicked "OK" without looking twice. I have posted the following conversation here:
Lance: Kitty!
_SlimShady_ : Kitty!
Kitty : What's going on?
Lance: We're engaging in a pleasant conversation. At least, as pleasant as it can be with Summers hanging around.
_SlimShady_ : Hey!
_SlimShady_ : At least I still have my manners, unlike some people, who go loco and start fights in the hallway for no reason.
Lance: NO REASON???????
Lance: You were hitting on Kitty! Don't you dare deny it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ : Oh, yeah? At least she likes me better, as opposed to some person who has yet to collect his brain from the lost and found.
Lance: WHO'RE YOU CALLING BRAINLESS??????????
Lance: WELL, "slim", I see some people are grouchy for. . . certain *unmentionable* reasons?
_SlimShady_ : Shut up. I told you not to talk about it. Unless you're so desperate for another black eye tomorrow?
Lance: Well, isn't that sweet. Widdle Scottie-boy can't get over the fact that
Kitty : What?
_SlimShady_ : ALVERS, SHUT UP!!!!!!!
Lance: Touchy. Heard of something called blackmail, Shades?
_SlimShady_ : You wouldn't.
Lance: Well, keep your mitts off my girlfriend and I won't tell. I but I can't guarantee that.
_SlimShady_ : WE HAD A DEAL!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :Or I could always go out with Kitty for the heck of it . . .
Lance: NO!!!! I won't tell.
Kitty : Tell what?
Kitty : Is there something you guys aren't telling me?
_SlimShady_ : No.
Lance: No.
Kitty : Fine. I'm leaving.
Lance: WAITWAITWAITWAITWAIT
Kitty : What?
_SlimShady_ : Nothing.
Kitty : WHERE IS THIS CONVERSATION GOING??????????????
Lance I don't know. We're just typing for the heck of it. Speaking of which, Summers, you better watch out tomorrow. I still owe you one.
_SlimShady_ : You do?
Lance: Yeah. A black eye. Goody.
_SlimShady_ : Yeah, what? I owe you TEN FOR ALL THE PUNCHES YOU THREW AT MY STOMACH!!!
Kitty : You guys really *hurt* each other??
Lance: Yeah. Kelly landed us with detention for a week. **** him
Kitty : LANCE!
Lance: Relax, I censored it out of my own accord. [A/n: Or of the author's accord. =) Heh.]
_SlimShady_ : Yeah, what word were you trying to get across? Fish?
Lance: Of course. Doesn't the term "fish him" sound so darned cultured? But well, it is me speaking after all. Can't exactly blame you for worshipping me and kissing my feet.
_SlimShady_ : Oh, you mean it was you talking? I thought it was some sewer rat.
Lance: Nah. Only actual sewer rats like you can't get girls, you see.
_SlimShady_ : Do too!!!!!!!!!!! What about Taryn?
Lance: Haha. You're just jealous.
_SlimShady_ : OF WHAT????????
Lance: The fact that I have a girlfriend that I actually like, maybe.
_SlimShady_ : I like Taryn. I always have.
Lance: Do not.
_SlimShady_ : Do too.
Lance: NOT!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lance: NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
_SlimShady_ :TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kitty has left the conversation.
That's it. A very pointless discussion, if you ask me. I was resisting the urge to hurl the computer across the room, while Rogue read openly over my shoulder, laughing her head off.
She's still laughing. Where's my aspirin?
[A/n: That's all for now. I'll be updating on Saturday. =) ]