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[Jo]

Me: Mmmm. xD

Took my brothers, but I'm buying a new one tomorrow anyway. XD

[Jo]

Me: Thera hi hi hi! *glomp*

[Jo]

Me: I'm multitasking with Math.

But I am reaching progress with Antonio. And decided that Apollo needs to get a dance with someone at some point. xD

[Jo]

Me: Apollo? Polite? xD HAH. Okay, mock polite. But polite?

So Rebecca I figured out could be Grantaire but we're still missing Feuilly. And Bahorel.

[Jo]

Me: Aurelian wouldn't want a revolution at all.

[Jo]

Me: Lucius is a good Grantaire! Gah, we need Feuilly!

[Jo]

Me: murr~

[Jo]

Me: Math is kicking my arse--
NOLAN = FEUILLY.

[Vanessa]

Me. Night Ther~

I just finished reading Things Fall Apart and agh. The ending. ;n;

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: I know right? >_<

[Vanessa]

Me: I mean, Okonkwo wasn't my favourite person but still.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: Yeah. :/ I felt really bad for him, to be honest.

[Vanessa]

Me: Same. :(

omg there's a gorgeous flute solo in Les Mis I need to get it. Like, not even just because it's a solo, but because second flute doesn't get to play that melody and it's really pretty.

[Vanessa]

Me: I WILL. I shall have to watch Les Mis to fully grasp with feeling of the song, though. Only then will I know the music. Be one with it.
GOOD AFTERNOON. ^^

xD Aww.

[Vanessa]

Me: :c NO. My brother didn't want to take me to the theatre because he says musicals are boring and stupid. *mumbles* he's boring and stupid.

Doppelgangers everywhere.

[Vanessa]

Me: If it's on redbox I'll get it this weekend.

Aw. :3 ~ *pokepokepoke*

[Vanessa]

Me: *glomp* If I could offer better counsel, I would. But I have no experience with this. xD
Charries: Shocking.
Me: e3e Hey. *pauses in the middle of building a mash potato and gravy moat to protect chicken*

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Aw.

. . .no.
Bruce: Because she ate it.

[Vanessa]

Me: xD Ghooost.

xD I'm such a weirdo.

[Vanessa]

Me: Yes, Ghost. :3

bibi~

[Jo]

Me: ^ VAN IS THE FLUTE SOLO FROM IN MY LIFE?!
*Kirvine feels*

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: murr

[Jo]

Me: Going to a two-hour dress rehearsal for a concert in a bit. Urghhh.

[Vanessa]

Me: interpreting governmental philosophers is so booooring.

[Vanessa]

Me: You take the whole big spiel of a philosopher (de Tocqueville, in my case) and basically dumb it down, put it in your owns words yeah, and then make predictions on the future of society and government based on their believes.

[Vanessa]

Me: I'm just no good at it. xD I'm not the speculative type.

[Jo]

Me: I'M BAAAAACK~

Why do I feel my best friend is shipping me with Fernando?

[.]

Me: SUP~

[Jo]

Me: I kept singing rancheras with Fernando at the top of my lungs after that cold. But I don't give sh/t xD

[.]

Me: Who's Fernando?

[Jo]

Me: One of two best mates. Violinist from orchestra and professional sass-mouth.

[.]

Me: Ahh. I like that name. I remember there were 3 buoys at Sevana Lake (in Armenia) and my cousin swam to one of them and dubbed it her lover Alejandro. Then I swam to the next one and called him my Fernando. Then my sister swam to the last one and called him Ricardo. And there was a water bottle next to the buoys as a marker (for where someone caught prawns) and we called it Baby Dodo.

[Jo]

Me: xD Alejamdro, Fernando and Ricardo sound like Latino Three Stooges.

[.]

Me: Hahahahaha :P

[.]

Me: Let's also appreciate how adult my boyfriend and I are when approaching canons.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: That picture reminds me of this cannon that's at this park down the street from my house that everyone used to climb on top of.

[.]

Me: That's just at our campus :P My friend at Guelph has a cannon which gets painted over every few days. It's like a ritual. Your friends paint it and stand guard over it for a night to make sure no one paints over it. I was there for 3 days and it changed 3 times. Apparently the dean made them chip the paint off at one point because it was half a foot thick.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: xD That's amazing.

[.]

Me: Under that picture I wrote 'GET IT BECAUSE WE'RE CANON'

and my friend said 'canon cannon'

and another friend said 'Guelph cannon + u of t cannon = OTP'

so:

"I just... I don't feel like I have to try with you, Guelph cannon," U of T cannon said wistfully, as the sun came down to shine on its iron body. "I don't just feel like another U of T douchebag. With you ... I can be free. I don't ... even feel like picking on the other cannons."
"It doesn't have to be this way," Guelph cannon replied, its eyes glistening with unshed tears. "We can be together. You make me feel so exhilerated. You inspire me, U of T cannon. I don't need these endless coats of paint to feel alive anymore."
There was a pause, and the U of T cannon looked into the distance. Convocation Hall stood, a beacon of destiny, reminding him of his fate.
"You know that's impossible, Guelph cannon. I ... have a mission."

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: XD I'm laughing so hard <3

[Vanessa]

Me: I took the second part of my chemistry test today, and it was so much easier than the first. So now that I can stop freaking out about that, I realised that I perform tomorrow and oh god nerves.

[Jo]

Me: So I stole some white bread from the seniors stash. I haven't eaten white bread in months! #JeanValjean.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: *glomps Van* :(

Alex and Tom make you feel better? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qu21P7...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2lJoH...

I was about to say that I haven't eaten bread in a while until I realized that my dad made hamburgers last night.

[Vanessa]

Me: *click* *hugs* ;n; I wish there was a drug that caused you no harm but helped you speak publicly.

[Jo]

Me: *glomps Vansterifically*

Guys we're about to have our Philosophy tests handed over. I'm so nervous.

[Vanessa]

Me: ^^" Thanks.

So the trees have decided its time to start copulating, and it feels like someone decided it would be fun to mix sawdust and sand and pour it into my eyeballs.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Vanster wrote: "Me: ^^" Thanks.

So the trees have decided its time to start copulating, and it feels like someone decided it would be fun to mix sawdust and sand and pour it into my eyeballs."

Me: LITERALLY ME LAST FRIDAY.

[Vanessa]

Me: Allergies are literally one of the worst things ever. My brother got stitches yesterday, and yet he's looking at me right now with so much pity.

Okie, Ther.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter)]

Me: They are. >_< gah

[Vanessa]

Me: DON'T FEEL BAD FOR THAT SACK OF NOODLES. He was a silly and cut himself when he was cutting an avocado, wondering why the knife got stuck going halfway through it, proceeding to apply "light" (according to him) pressure and then stitches.