Of curse, of consequence beware.
I had one good class today among five. Usually the ratio's better. Swann has pigeon quirks and became so distracted by a pair that she allowed us out five minutes early. I suppose that means I had one good class to 3.9 unmemorable, but this was a slow sticky day I might like to hold grudges against.
Of curse, of consequence beware. Say you enjoy history, think Media Studies is worth consideration, once thought of doing P.E. at Otago. What if you wanted to swap high schools so that you could take Russian? Bully for you.
There is one sharding thing you need to know, one elite education, and that is don't override _my orb sister_ ever in your life.
It's like those situations when you know something's wrong and you feel the power for right action slip away from your faculties like a balloon. It's like those situations which you've been in, like those into which category THIS falls into. Morbane, guess who I'm talking to. Let them answer.
Because I'm fictional, I'm talking to the entire theatre, and I'm also getting quiet and and dangerous and really up close. I HATE it, All Halo, that I get to stare down your frightened eyes but NOT the thing that's scaring you.
Wouldn't give up being fictional for the world.