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azurelunatic) wrote1997-05-28 02:13 pm
azurelunatic) wrote1997-05-28 02:13 pm
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Wednesday, May 28, 1997 14:13
Ha-hah! Guess what this LF got on the SAT this time!!! 1460!! I hear that’s pretty impressive. According to Jack Kuntz, at least. The best he got was 1040, in 11th grade -- I got better than that (1070) in 7th!! He’s going to brag about it to Shawn -- gods, hope they don’t use it as ammunition against him. I just hope that he gets much better grades next year when he goes back on his medication. His braces come off today. Jack hopes they’re not getting an iguana, because...well, not sure why, just know that Jack hopes they aren’t getting iguana. Shawn would name it Oscar, because Pierre does not sound so iguana-ish.
Kay is here; Kay H. Maybe I’ll get the down-under later on when she leaves and Mama starts discussing stuff with FatherSir; maybe not. I’m getting to be old enough that I understand some of this stuff. Hey, why not? I like typing and pounding out the words. Shawn had better wait for me to get out of Rockhead on the last day of finals on Friday. I’m going to invite JoshC. Why the hell not? The rest of Shawn’s gang is coming.
John Krause and Erin. Really bad combination. John is an asshole. He’s worse than Mike because he’s an incompetent asshole. He tries so hard to be an asshole and he’s too obnoxious and not nasty enough. Mike is nasty. Mike is dangerous. Mike would shoot someone in the back or give them a car bomb or run them over or something like that. John is just a little asshole and creep and incredibly obnoxious. A bush-league poser. A wanna-be. A cretin. Something to be scraped off the bottom of the shoe rather than something to be actively concerned about. You can take Mike seriously. You don’t take John seriously. You can’t take John seriously. Gods, he must be a hell of a lot like how Shawn was last year. I think I always took Shawn seriously, though, because I knew his Drama face first, which is a hell of a lot more like he really is than the former Monkey face, “Ben,” is.
But hey! 1460! That’s pretty good! I’m one of those evil double-qualifiers for CTY. I got 1070 on the old, non-readjusted scores. The only reason I got 800 on verbal was because they readjusted the scores. I’ll bet that with the old scores, I would have gotten something lower, since I lost a couple points on two wrong answers in the reading comprehension part. I got all the analogies and sentence completion things absolutely correct. I love those.
Oh gods. JoshC. Ohgods ohgods ohgods, Shanna has met her match in Jack. Her ultimate match. I think that JoshC has just gained a rather steady girlfriend/something like that...I think I like him and his multiple. Shanna thinks so too. No--she knows it. She’s happy. I think I am as well. Seeing The Lost World on Friday. I want Shawn to sit next to me to just be there so I don’t do something too awfully reckless. Gods--I may be the next Dottish person. I don’t want Shawn to chaperone me as such: I just want him to sit next to me on the side where JoshC is not sitting; his presence, his mere presence will be enough to remind me that I must behave myself, as this is a fairly public place. Shawn is going to have troubles enough of his own: or concerns enough of his own, anyway, as he will be sitting next to Erin and is trying to figure out a way to get to hold her hand. Or something like that. I think I’d *better* go to SFAC. Oh gods--now to keep my parents from really finding out everything that happens...oh gods...I think I like him a lot...he is not mindmate, which Shawn and Kim are, but he is definitely fun. I wonder what sort of experience he has? Just wondering. I’m just thinking dreamily...far cry from last summer, where I would have shot him or something before going out with him...or maybe myself. Something like that. I’m rambling incoherently, but am still very, very happy. I slipped up, though, and made some reference to “going out with” -- did you know he’s a freshman this year? I referred casually to something having been there since ninth or tenth grade, and he was a bit taken aback. Good LF. I like him. A lot. I’m not sure why. Maybe he just appeals to my hormones. Whatever it is, I like him...and I am definitely curious, yes, Shanna. I’m not sure why. Oh gods, will I ever make a fool out of myself...gods. And Shawn isn’t even grateful. Or maybe he thinks that this is all a show put on for his convenience. Oh gods...that would be the worst. Or, worse, a jealous Shawn. I’d gladly go out with both of them, screw both of them...yes, I could handle both of them. I think. Am very optimistic. Hopefully I could. Love you, Shawn. Seriously. Love you. And...well, JoshC, I can’t say that I love you...but I can say that I like you a lot. Hey, why not? I always need something or someone to transfer my attentions to...gods. This is going to be a very interesting summer. I think that Shawn will enjoy hearing about some of this. Why not? Dive in with both feet. I love scrambling my metaphorical pillows.
Goodnight, all. I think I can actually survive this one as the other in Shawn’s life and the focus of JoshC’s love life. He gets along with polyamory now, which is a good thing. A very good thing. Hey, why not? I now have few to no objections about going out with JoshC. Shanna has few to no objections about seriously liking and/or flirting with Jack, who is JoshC’s other. I think I can get used to this. JoshC must learn that I do not get offended so easily. If his name is written on the condom in pen (name of former love) then he can just take some whiteout to it...oh gods. I think I like that line.
I’m really going to make a fool of myself, and Shawn can watch and laugh via e-mail.
Hey, why the hell not?
Must tell him that it’s the 4:50 show, not the 4:30 one.
Ha-hah! Guess what this LF got on the SAT this time!!! 1460!! I hear that’s pretty impressive. According to Jack Kuntz, at least. The best he got was 1040, in 11th grade -- I got better than that (1070) in 7th!! He’s going to brag about it to Shawn -- gods, hope they don’t use it as ammunition against him. I just hope that he gets much better grades next year when he goes back on his medication. His braces come off today. Jack hopes they’re not getting an iguana, because...well, not sure why, just know that Jack hopes they aren’t getting iguana. Shawn would name it Oscar, because Pierre does not sound so iguana-ish.
Kay is here; Kay H. Maybe I’ll get the down-under later on when she leaves and Mama starts discussing stuff with FatherSir; maybe not. I’m getting to be old enough that I understand some of this stuff. Hey, why not? I like typing and pounding out the words. Shawn had better wait for me to get out of Rockhead on the last day of finals on Friday. I’m going to invite JoshC. Why the hell not? The rest of Shawn’s gang is coming.
John Krause and Erin. Really bad combination. John is an asshole. He’s worse than Mike because he’s an incompetent asshole. He tries so hard to be an asshole and he’s too obnoxious and not nasty enough. Mike is nasty. Mike is dangerous. Mike would shoot someone in the back or give them a car bomb or run them over or something like that. John is just a little asshole and creep and incredibly obnoxious. A bush-league poser. A wanna-be. A cretin. Something to be scraped off the bottom of the shoe rather than something to be actively concerned about. You can take Mike seriously. You don’t take John seriously. You can’t take John seriously. Gods, he must be a hell of a lot like how Shawn was last year. I think I always took Shawn seriously, though, because I knew his Drama face first, which is a hell of a lot more like he really is than the former Monkey face, “Ben,” is.
But hey! 1460! That’s pretty good! I’m one of those evil double-qualifiers for CTY. I got 1070 on the old, non-readjusted scores. The only reason I got 800 on verbal was because they readjusted the scores. I’ll bet that with the old scores, I would have gotten something lower, since I lost a couple points on two wrong answers in the reading comprehension part. I got all the analogies and sentence completion things absolutely correct. I love those.
Oh gods. JoshC. Ohgods ohgods ohgods, Shanna has met her match in Jack. Her ultimate match. I think that JoshC has just gained a rather steady girlfriend/something like that...I think I like him and his multiple. Shanna thinks so too. No--she knows it. She’s happy. I think I am as well. Seeing The Lost World on Friday. I want Shawn to sit next to me to just be there so I don’t do something too awfully reckless. Gods--I may be the next Dottish person. I don’t want Shawn to chaperone me as such: I just want him to sit next to me on the side where JoshC is not sitting; his presence, his mere presence will be enough to remind me that I must behave myself, as this is a fairly public place. Shawn is going to have troubles enough of his own: or concerns enough of his own, anyway, as he will be sitting next to Erin and is trying to figure out a way to get to hold her hand. Or something like that. I think I’d *better* go to SFAC. Oh gods--now to keep my parents from really finding out everything that happens...oh gods...I think I like him a lot...he is not mindmate, which Shawn and Kim are, but he is definitely fun. I wonder what sort of experience he has? Just wondering. I’m just thinking dreamily...far cry from last summer, where I would have shot him or something before going out with him...or maybe myself. Something like that. I’m rambling incoherently, but am still very, very happy. I slipped up, though, and made some reference to “going out with” -- did you know he’s a freshman this year? I referred casually to something having been there since ninth or tenth grade, and he was a bit taken aback. Good LF. I like him. A lot. I’m not sure why. Maybe he just appeals to my hormones. Whatever it is, I like him...and I am definitely curious, yes, Shanna. I’m not sure why. Oh gods, will I ever make a fool out of myself...gods. And Shawn isn’t even grateful. Or maybe he thinks that this is all a show put on for his convenience. Oh gods...that would be the worst. Or, worse, a jealous Shawn. I’d gladly go out with both of them, screw both of them...yes, I could handle both of them. I think. Am very optimistic. Hopefully I could. Love you, Shawn. Seriously. Love you. And...well, JoshC, I can’t say that I love you...but I can say that I like you a lot. Hey, why not? I always need something or someone to transfer my attentions to...gods. This is going to be a very interesting summer. I think that Shawn will enjoy hearing about some of this. Why not? Dive in with both feet. I love scrambling my metaphorical pillows.
Goodnight, all. I think I can actually survive this one as the other in Shawn’s life and the focus of JoshC’s love life. He gets along with polyamory now, which is a good thing. A very good thing. Hey, why not? I now have few to no objections about going out with JoshC. Shanna has few to no objections about seriously liking and/or flirting with Jack, who is JoshC’s other. I think I can get used to this. JoshC must learn that I do not get offended so easily. If his name is written on the condom in pen (name of former love) then he can just take some whiteout to it...oh gods. I think I like that line.
I’m really going to make a fool of myself, and Shawn can watch and laugh via e-mail.
Hey, why the hell not?
Must tell him that it’s the 4:50 show, not the 4:30 one.
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