Calling all Demigods! discussion

Me: IKR? I love this movie.

Me: xDDD

Me: HEY.

Me: HEYO.

ShayA-Hi! wrote: "Whimsicality wrote: "Me: No one's going to force you to do drugs."

Me: they will try."

Me: No they won't -.-

Me: Derp.

Me:

C’est quelle nourriture qui est universellement acceptée comme l'ambroisie des mortels? C'est un plaisir délectable - un mélange lisse, riche et décadent qui parle du luxe. La réponse est simple: c’est le chocolat. Fabriqué à partir des graines de la gousse de l'arbre de cacao (dont le nom scientifique est théobroma cacao, qui signifie «fruit des dieux») (Elisabeth de Contenson, 3), il était utilisé dans une boisson par les cultures anciennes du Mexique et de l'Amérique centrale. Finalement, les conquistadors espagnols ont ramené les graines en Espagne, où la nourriture que nous connaissons aujourd'hui comme le chocolat a été créé, et s’est étendu à travers l'Europe (« L’histoire du chocolat »). De nombreuses cultures ont tenté de perfectionner le bonbon, mais aucune n’a atteint la perfection d’un certain suisse : Rodolphe Lindt. Ce faisant, il a contribué massivement à la culture de la Suisse, dont le chocolat est maintenant une grande partie. En tant que maître confiseur, il a complètement amélioré la qualité du chocolat et donc notre point de vue sur son pays, la Suisse.

Only 3 more paragraphs to go. e____e

Whimsicality wrote: "ShayA-Hi! wrote: "Whimsicality wrote: "Me: No one's going to force you to do drugs."

Me: they will try."

Me: No they won't -.-"

Me: I'm sorry that you don't know half the drug-addicts they go to my MIDDLE SCHOOL. >.<

Me: O_o I'm sorry.

Me: OK, hon. Here's the thing. I'm not saying they definitely won't. There's always a possibility, to be fair. But lookie here. Drugs cost money. People don't go around giving that out for free. If you say no, they will leave you alone. Pretty much every single person at my school has been high at one point or another, having started at middle school. So don't freak out about it, because it's seriously not going to be a tremendous issue.

Me: It's fine, Ivi. It's because I am not a popular or a nerd that no one as offered any to me yet. Boy am I happy to be in the incrowd.

Me: People offer drugs to nerds?

Me: ... 1) I was talking to Whim. 2) it's your choice to accept it or not. You could, y'know, walk away. ;-;

Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: "Me: O_o I'm sorry."

Me: >.< Kill me now. Please.

Yeah, Shay, they're not going to force it down your throat. The most they'll do is say, 'want a puff?' and all you say is 'I'm good.' If it even comes to that. -.- You're making a huge deal out of nothing.

Me: o.O Why are you writing an essay about chocolate? Or so I assume, because I read some of it and partly understood.

Me: I'd rather write about candy vs. Phoca vitiluna or Islam's influence on Medieval Africa

Me: I'm writing about Rodolphe Lindt because I was assigned him >.<

I'd rather write about the influence of Egypt on ancient Roman architecture and art. Or post-structuralism theorems. Or freakin Edgar Allen Poe. But noooooooooooooooo.

Me: It's like when I had to write about Levi Strauss and his jeans. I had the worst person in the class. e_e

Me: That sucks
Love this-> http://www.sebastianlarsson.com/?page...
I'd rather write about the tragic influenced plays by Shakespeare.

Me: I'm bringing in chocolate for the entire class for my presentation though :)

And I have to make artefacts for World History (I'm doing Maya I think); a paper for the same class; memorize a band solo for music; finish two art projects; make a scrapbook (cover and all) for Conference; make an artefact for archaeological dig (a curse tablet depicting the fate of a certain Stephanus Harperius); a paper for Latin; a Biology summative; study for French, Latin, Math, Biology exams.

:) shootmenow

Lucas: *pulls out gun*
Me: For fuck's sake, who let him in the weapons vault? *snatches gun away*
Lucas: -_-
Me: I should have brought jeans in for people, lol.

Me: Please please please please Lucas :(

HAHAHA

"And a pair of skinny jeans for you!" *throws jeans into the air*

Me: xD WHO WANTS FLAAAAARRRRESSS?
Lucas: Weirdass.
Me: Your face--OHHHHHHHHH.
Lucas: ...*leaves*
Me: YEA SON.

Myra: -.- *rolls her eyes*
Me: ^_^ They're so cute together.

I'm thinking of starting the Trojan War this summer.

Me: We still need to choose the new characters. >,< DAMMIT WHERE'S USAKO?

Me: I don't know but her absence makes me really sad and worried and I'm trying not to think of the worst >.< For a while I kept having dreams she'd come back, LOL ...

Me: Poo!
:D
Adrian: *mumbles things about unintelligent, compulsive bast@rds*

Myra: *raises eyebrows at Adrian*
Me: POOPOO!

Adrian: *looks at shuffling feet shamefully*
Me: XD

Me: xD AW. :(
Cullen: Hey, I;m getting quite fond of Adrian.
Hayley: It'd be so easy to start a Lucas Haters club, like legit.
Lucas: I'm still here.

Me: Lucas has a lot of clubs dedicated to him. Myra's the president of one. :)
Myra: *tackles Whim ferociously to the ground*

Adrian: Why, someone is "growing fond of me"
XD
It sounds British.
Don't worry, we haven't forgotten.

Whimsicality wrote: "Me: Lucas has a lot of clubs dedicated to him. Myra's the president of one. :)
Myra: *tackles Whim ferociously to the ground*"

Adrian: =.="
Jesus

Lucas: Cullen likes to pretend he's British.
Cullen: I don't deny it.
Me: This is why I love Cullen. You can't really insult him.
Lucas: e_e Let me try--Cullen, you're stupid.
Cullen: That's your job.
Me: See?

Adrian: My, he's a clever impersonating Britt.
Me: Hey Sappho- Do you find yourself reconsidering at this moment?
Adrian: N-
Me: *post*

Ajax: You're a lousy excuse for a Brit, Yank. -.-

Me: TROLLOLOLOLOL.

Sappho: *peers up from ancient manuscripts* No?
Me: *sniggers* You nerd! What are you reading?
Sappho: *blushes and tugs paper away*
Me: *snatches manuscript*
Sappho: Careful! It's delica--
Me: The architecture of Venice. Chapter One - Foundation of Bricks ... Ew, take it away, I'll die of boredom.
Sappho: e_____________e
Myra: *sneaks up on Whim with saucepan*

Di: But I like Whim Myra! :(
Devon: Ew, Bricks
Me: What's wrong with bricks?
Adrian: Hey, Sappho can read whatever she wants, except for p-
Me: I would watch your tounge boy.
*group rambling*

Me: MYRA SHOULD HAVE A PET CHAMELEON.

Me: Random much Van? O.o :D

Sappho: o.O *walks away slowly*
Me: *opens mouth but is knocked out by Myra*
Myra: >:)

Me: O,O MYRA IS A CRAZY WHORE RUN.
All: *flee*
Jazz: -_- Idiots.

Adrian: Whoops.
Me: *fasepalm* Don't worry Ink, I'm sorta influencing him..
Diona: There she goes *sigh*

Me: ..:)

Vanster wrote: "Me: O,O MYRA IS A CRAZY WHORE RUN.
All: *flee*
Jazz: -_- Idiots."
Adrian: Nuh un she isn't.

Me: SHE HITTED WHIMSY. :(

Adrian: But it's not like she's pregnant or anything. She's not a whore.
Devon: Back off douche.
Adrian: Since when did you care. Looks like you've moved on.
Devon: You better shut your trap asshole.
Adrian: You're righ.... Wrong!
Me: Fight fight fight fight! :D

Myra: ... Whoa, pregnant? e__e You did not just call me a crazy whore.
Aureline: Yeah, at least you're not TRAPPED IN PREGANCY BECAUSE YOUR BOYFRIEND DISAPPEARED.
Me: *unconscious*
Caspar: *pokes Whim* Aw, she looks so fat when she's sleeping.
Ajax: She's unconscious, you dolt.
Caspar: Hehehe ... *pokes cheek*

Holly: A witless fight. -.-
Me: D: CASPAR I LOVE YOU BUT DON'T POKE WHIM. Ajax, be nice to Caspar. He's awesome.

Diona: She's not fat! She's Whim. :I
Adrian: I CAN'T GET PREGNANT IM A MAN!
Me: XD Lmao
Devon: Are you sure about that Hebe?
Adrian: If you wanna check, go ahead
Devon: Dude- gross. E.e

Caspar: *freezes and looks at Whim* :(
Ajax: *rolls eyes* He's an idiot. Look at him.
Caspar: *trying very desperately not to poke Whim, but his finger is trembling*
Me: *still unconscious*
Myra: At least we get some peace and quiet without her in our heads all the time.