D'you know what conclusion I have come to? Teachers are bastards. I was with one of my favourite teachers today who was trying to demonstrate the way a lone dissenter can influence a majority and he asked me to 'pretend' that I was pro-homosexuality whilst he was going to try and persuade me to come round to his apparently feigned anti-
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And I know what you mean about homophobes, ugh. It's amazing how dense people can be in this day and age. It's especially bad here in Ireland I think, everyone is so narrow-minded!
Uhh, ghostly experiences? I saw a ghost once! Possibly. Well it was a dark shadow of a person in my closet. So possibly just some thief or stalker...but it seemed ghostish at the time? :)
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I can imagine! I’ve never been to Ireland myself but if where you live is anything like rural England then my sympathies go out to you!
I bet it was a ghost! I always assume that peculiar occurrences are the works of ghosts. It makes life so much more interesting!
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1) Least favorite HP character
2) Book you read when you were younger that your parents would have killed you for reading
3)Favorite Musician besides the calling
Going through my f-list, not doing my work thats due tommorrow..I ate chicken fingers covered in honey barbeque sauce...it is 5:16 currently in my cesspool corner of New York State
I've seen many a ghost....My house used to be a funeral parlor in the 1800's.....terrifying...
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1. Umm…HERMIONE! I can’t fucking stand her.
2. Probably something highly pornographic or else Junk. Ever read it?
3. The Goo Goo Dolls! Without a doubt. Or The Veils. Ok, maybe a doubt or two.
You live in New York? Fab, I’m learning so much from this post! Your house used to be a funeral parlour? Wow, that’s really impressive. Mine used to have beer made in it.
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BRILLIANT! You make me laugh again and again.
Mr A can go and suck cock and then get first hand experience of male intimacy. Git-faced twat. And as for Miss Hutch! I couldn’t believe her! What an idiot.
You have just left an hour or so ago and I am bored! What on earth would I do if you weren’t around to entertain me? How’s DNS coming along? And the various other works of literary genius that seem to spring from your fingertips like highly energetic kippers? Have moved into Lonsdalian mode and am equating everything with either kippers or salmon. I don’t know why. Shits and giggles.
Fucking bastard. Am still fuming and running over all the possibilities of a massive snubbing sesh. Snubbing must occur. Care to snub with me? Let me live vicariously through your highly improving love life! Mr O will deliver, I’m sure, and it will be magical. And damn hot.
Am listening to beloved Johnny. swallow all your bitter pills, that’s what makes you beautiful. ( ... )
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