Let's have a little update~
Well, it's been a week since the 'Incident', and my hand still hurts. Not a lot, but it's annoying because I keep knocking it on things, and I went through about half the box of plasters at work last Sunday (I wash up, so I was getting through about twenty minutes per plaster. Eventually I gave up and bore with the soap in the wound). Agito blanked me for a bit and Yuki was a bit nervy Monday, but it's all alright, I think. On Monday me, imouto-chan, Yuki, Crippleboy and the Evil had to go to the KS3 office and have a long and uncomfortable talk about bullying with Falcs (my head of year) and El Suthero (head of keystage 4, if I remember rightly), the outcome of which was that if the Evil attacks Yuki or Crippleboy again he 'hasn't got a future in this school', which I'm pretty sure means permanent expulsion.
But I too had to be punished, 'cause obviously I was the one who hit first, and as Falcs said, although I was incredibly in the right, and he waxed a bit here about the good old days when vigilante justice was the norm in schools, That Kind Of Thing is now frowned upon. So that was three periods plus break in isolation Tuesday, excluding the 15 minutes waiting for and doing my German speaking.
All of which only served to remind me of how tough a punishment isolation isn't. I mean, in three lessons which would be incredibly boring anyway, I had a little nap, revised for the aforementioned exam, doodled Heihachi Hayashida in heaven (with much rice :3) and finished Lieutenant Hornblower (OHGOD THE GAY! THE GLORIOUS SUBTEXTY NAVAL GAY! HELLO NEW OTP!).
And that would be the entirety of my punishment (apart from a lot of mixups about going on red report, which it turns out I'm not). But Mum still got a bit pissed off because the Evil got the same punishment as me and she feels he deserved worse because I was provoked and also he could have blinded me. As I said, could was the operative word. All I got was a hole in the hand, and for my part I feel terrible about the whole thing, although all my friends kept telling me it wasn't my fault.
BUT!
My hand-stabbing shenenigans are not the only thing that's happened in the last week. Oh no. I have been a busy little bee.
Saturday I went Christmas shopping in Darlo, only friends F, A and J hunted me and imouto-chan down in Pizza Hut and I kind of got dragged off to F's house along with A, while J and imouto-chan went off together. Now, the thing is, I feel really awkward with F and A, because I know that both fancy me (I know, right? I'm just that sexy), and the last two times I've gone to her house F has ended up kissing me. A lot. Because I'm incapable of saying no. I'm just stupid like that (it's got me in trouble before; I ended up going a lot further than I wanted to with the scum of the dating world because of that (no, not that far), and CHRIST, it makes me feel like a real slut even though I'm like 100% innocent and naive compared to most girls my age).
Anyway, this time was no exception. Apparently A still has photos on his phone of the last time, too...he is sort of a proto-stalker; my photo is his phone wallpaper even though he's actually got a girlfriend. We also played Super Smash Bros Brawl on the Wii, which was pretty epic. We pitted four Links against each other and bet on who would win, and I won by going "LINK!"
Again with the tangenting.
The upshot of it is, I seem to be up one girlfriend. Even though I said no. She kind of assumes I'm now her girlfriend because she kissed me after asking and I, being a pushover loser, kind of kissed back.
And that would be my Saturday.
Sunday was fine. Bit snowy, and we shut up the cafe early because nobody at all was coming in. And I lost NaNo by 2k ><
Monday was not only the return to the aftermath of the Friday fight, as detailed above, but also happened to be Mum's birthday. So, you know, we had a bit of mother-daughter time when me and imouto-chan got in from school and we looked at all her jewellery and heirlooms etc, and I kind of rushed off a card and a wrapped present, and we went for dinner, and Dad got MAJORLY pissed off because I'd just finished Samurai 7 and that and the May Expo were all me and onee-san talked about the whole time.
Tuesday, isolation.
Wednesday, I went to Art and Mrs McGubbins threatened me with detention for not doing the homework. Which she'd set the day before. While I was in isolation. She claimed that was no excuse, since I'd been up at lunchtime. I restrained myself from telling her to take a long hike off a short cliff and very calmly explained the situation. She said get it done for tomorrow. So I am eternally thankful that...
THURSDAY WAS A MAJOR SNOW DAY! About six inches, perfect moulding snow. I woke up, saw that everything was totally covered (the glare from my window was blinding) and rolled over, then slept until lunchtime (I've been exhausted for weeks, because stress makes me forget to sleep). Missed lunch, made myself pasta, saw that onee-san had built a life-size Heihachi in the garden, and being unoriginal...
SNOW KATSU!
Over his shoulder in the second shot you can see onee-san's Heihachi, who looked like
this.
I spent all afternoon on that, then went in, watched The Prince of Egypt, got inspired and wrote half a script about Exodus seen through Egyptian eyes, and when I looked out again he'd collapsed. The snow was thawing dead fast,see? But therein is the nature of snow.
And today I did little of note, except that Phi Club was cancelled and we just mucked around in N7 all lunchtime, because when there is snow on the ground the area outside the school is like No-Man's Land because of all the snowballs. FFS, the idiots on my bus were throwing iceballs inside the bus. Pains, they are. Total wankers.
And THAT! was my week! OHHOHO! Tomorrow I've got a Turrets thing and I also have to go Christmas shopping again.
But I too had to be punished, 'cause obviously I was the one who hit first, and as Falcs said, although I was incredibly in the right, and he waxed a bit here about the good old days when vigilante justice was the norm in schools, That Kind Of Thing is now frowned upon. So that was three periods plus break in isolation Tuesday, excluding the 15 minutes waiting for and doing my German speaking.
All of which only served to remind me of how tough a punishment isolation isn't. I mean, in three lessons which would be incredibly boring anyway, I had a little nap, revised for the aforementioned exam, doodled Heihachi Hayashida in heaven (with much rice :3) and finished Lieutenant Hornblower (OHGOD THE GAY! THE GLORIOUS SUBTEXTY NAVAL GAY! HELLO NEW OTP!).
And that would be the entirety of my punishment (apart from a lot of mixups about going on red report, which it turns out I'm not). But Mum still got a bit pissed off because the Evil got the same punishment as me and she feels he deserved worse because I was provoked and also he could have blinded me. As I said, could was the operative word. All I got was a hole in the hand, and for my part I feel terrible about the whole thing, although all my friends kept telling me it wasn't my fault.
BUT!
My hand-stabbing shenenigans are not the only thing that's happened in the last week. Oh no. I have been a busy little bee.
Saturday I went Christmas shopping in Darlo, only friends F, A and J hunted me and imouto-chan down in Pizza Hut and I kind of got dragged off to F's house along with A, while J and imouto-chan went off together. Now, the thing is, I feel really awkward with F and A, because I know that both fancy me (I know, right? I'm just that sexy), and the last two times I've gone to her house F has ended up kissing me. A lot. Because I'm incapable of saying no. I'm just stupid like that (it's got me in trouble before; I ended up going a lot further than I wanted to with the scum of the dating world because of that (no, not that far), and CHRIST, it makes me feel like a real slut even though I'm like 100% innocent and naive compared to most girls my age).
Anyway, this time was no exception. Apparently A still has photos on his phone of the last time, too...he is sort of a proto-stalker; my photo is his phone wallpaper even though he's actually got a girlfriend. We also played Super Smash Bros Brawl on the Wii, which was pretty epic. We pitted four Links against each other and bet on who would win, and I won by going "LINK!"
Again with the tangenting.
The upshot of it is, I seem to be up one girlfriend. Even though I said no. She kind of assumes I'm now her girlfriend because she kissed me after asking and I, being a pushover loser, kind of kissed back.
And that would be my Saturday.
Sunday was fine. Bit snowy, and we shut up the cafe early because nobody at all was coming in. And I lost NaNo by 2k ><
Monday was not only the return to the aftermath of the Friday fight, as detailed above, but also happened to be Mum's birthday. So, you know, we had a bit of mother-daughter time when me and imouto-chan got in from school and we looked at all her jewellery and heirlooms etc, and I kind of rushed off a card and a wrapped present, and we went for dinner, and Dad got MAJORLY pissed off because I'd just finished Samurai 7 and that and the May Expo were all me and onee-san talked about the whole time.
Tuesday, isolation.
Wednesday, I went to Art and Mrs McGubbins threatened me with detention for not doing the homework. Which she'd set the day before. While I was in isolation. She claimed that was no excuse, since I'd been up at lunchtime. I restrained myself from telling her to take a long hike off a short cliff and very calmly explained the situation. She said get it done for tomorrow. So I am eternally thankful that...
THURSDAY WAS A MAJOR SNOW DAY! About six inches, perfect moulding snow. I woke up, saw that everything was totally covered (the glare from my window was blinding) and rolled over, then slept until lunchtime (I've been exhausted for weeks, because stress makes me forget to sleep). Missed lunch, made myself pasta, saw that onee-san had built a life-size Heihachi in the garden, and being unoriginal...
SNOW KATSU!
Over his shoulder in the second shot you can see onee-san's Heihachi, who looked like
this.
I spent all afternoon on that, then went in, watched The Prince of Egypt, got inspired and wrote half a script about Exodus seen through Egyptian eyes, and when I looked out again he'd collapsed. The snow was thawing dead fast,see? But therein is the nature of snow.
And today I did little of note, except that Phi Club was cancelled and we just mucked around in N7 all lunchtime, because when there is snow on the ground the area outside the school is like No-Man's Land because of all the snowballs. FFS, the idiots on my bus were throwing iceballs inside the bus. Pains, they are. Total wankers.
And THAT! was my week! OHHOHO! Tomorrow I've got a Turrets thing and I also have to go Christmas shopping again.