Had the best Double Major English lesson ever today!!! First, the teacher set us a challenge to put pictures of Frankenstein all over the school, in places where they will be seen but not noticed/accessible to the higher-up teachers of the school who will try to take them down, and our class rose to the challenge marvelously. The stand-out for me was the person who snuck one into the art exhibition, complete with it's own artists placard.


Then, if it could get better, it did. Our school practiced a "lockdown" - new protocol for when terrorists take over the school or something. We knew about this in advance, because Jimmy spilled the beans to us, so we came prepared with sheets. when the lockdown happened, we made the most beautiful fort to hide under/behind, and threw the rest of the spare furniture at the door, effectively blocking it


When the lockdown was over, an announcement sounded, thanking us for our cooperation, but saying that some people didn't follow instructions and that in a real-life situation there would have been casualties. We maintain that we were the safest class in the school, especially if zombies were to attack, since we already planned to sharpen the chair legs and stick them over the fort, as well as lowering all the fans to neck-height and switching them on high.


In not so fun news, "Pierre" (WHY did I give him such a gay name?! ) just stopped talking to me again, again don't know why, but I do know that he has fallen for someone else from his school. Just to crush the hopes of all you optimists out there: I know because he is surprisingly open about his feelings, and I spent a good few hours counseling him about it the other night, since she from all reports doesn't even know his name. Plus, there's the Perth thing. He's moving THIS WEEKEND.

For some reason, I haven't felt so bad about it, but I'll chalk that up to the insomnia, I really think I'm losing it. Sometimes I feel detached from everything, at other times I'm overly emotional about ANYTHING. The other night I was up pretty late giggling about CLOCKS, of all things. Anyways, it'll probably hit me hard when I'm saneish again, but hopefully it will be over by then...
WAIT! He just started talking again. But he's sounding kinda emo... Guess we'll see...

Holy shit, long journal... I shall interpose it with pretty pictures to keep you sane while reading it .... there

Stuff the meme.