heehee

The irony just SICKENS me.

We're supposed to do a report on an American poet as part of our poetry project... and I got e.e. cummings.

Talk about irony, really. The grammar freak gets e.e. cummings... *shakes head*

Mrs. F is ba-ack. She spent the weekend reading my fanfic (creepy thought) and as for BSG, she got to the part where Boomer shoots Adama. And that was the end of the disk. Talk about a frakking cliffhanger!
She thinks that cylons are evil. Caitlyn and I had to convince her that they're just shades of gray.

Rebecca wants BSG for her birfday. Which happens to be today. Happy frakking birthday, Rebecca!




Oh, and it's St. Patty's Day! Happy frakking St. Patrick's Day, everyone! *pinches everyone not wearing green*

Frakking FINALLY!

I've finally downloaded the latest version of flash! Gods, I am so frakking relieved.


Gods, I hate Ralph Waldo Emerson's "Self-Reliance". We have to read it for school. One paragraph into it and I'm already wishing he'd shut up and get rid of his sickening cheerfulness. It's like listening to Mickey Mouse making a sermon.

At least I got a BSG moment when he said "To be great is to be misunderstood". Don't tell Cavil. x]