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OMG WANTON HARLOT DAMMIT WHY IS THIS A MUNDANE EVERYDAY EVENT!?

Evidence of my wanton harlottyness: well, me and sam were talking about Paperchase iPod covers, then, I am reading this awesome Maya slash fic, not very slashy but awesome just the same, find it here: http://mistful.livejournal.com/14539.html PG-13, assured.

And another not-so-PG-13 fic, by Maya, Your Every Wish: http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/maya/YEW01a.html it is angsty to the core; you have been warned. Sam got a nasty shock, I think. She hasn’t gotten over the heartbreak yet.

Anyway, the conversation is as follows.

one cell in the sea. says:
Draco got up at that point, casting them an amused and flirtatious look. They both gazed rapturously back, and hoped he’d wink at Blaise.
He didn’t, but as he was going out the door he walked right into Harry Potter, coming in late for dinner from Quidditch practise.
Lisa and Mandy squeaked and joined hands tightly.
“Ooooh, he’s all sweaty and there’s body contact!”
“Will you hush!”
“Watch it!” Draco snapped, and Harry shoved him against the door frame.
Draco’s head banged against it and he glared at Harry ferociously. Harry leaned in to glare just as furiously back.
Mandy wanted to take a picture of this, and make copies of it and put them in all of her schoolbooks. She wanted to memorise the blending of their red and green Quidditch robes, the heated gazes, the heads so close Harry’s dishevelled hair was touching Draco’s forehead and the line of Harry’s flushed throat as he leaned in, and the curve of Draco’s as he arched it back.
Lisa’s eyes darted up to the top of the door frame, and her grip almost broke Mandy’s hand.
“Mandy!” she said in an agonised squeak. “There’s mistletoe on that door!”
“I think,” Mandy said, very carefully, “I may die.”
“Bite me, Malfoy,” Harry said in his lowest voice.
Mandy became convinced that she was, in fact, dying.
Draco’s lip curled. “Blow me, Potter.”
They glared at each other for another moment, stretched screamingly long by the pressure of Lisa’s hand on Mandy’s.
Then they went their separate ways, banging shoulders hard as they passed.
Lisa lay back in her chair and fanned herself.
“I think we have a new second place,” Mandy said, trying to conceal her satisfaction.
Lisa could only nod weakly.
“Oh, I’m looking forward to this new year,” Mandy continued happily. “Every year those boys get more gay.”

one cell in the sea. says:
:D:D
one cell in the sea. says:
Maya <3
(*) …I like genting. says:
HAHA
(*) …I like genting. says:
DO MANDY AND LISA REMIND YOU OF SOMEONE
one cell in the sea. says:
I DONT KNOW
one cell in the sea. says:
MDEFINITELY NOT ME
(*) …I like genting. says:
THEY REMIND ME OF SOMEONE
one cell in the sea. says:
NOTHING LIKE IT AT ALL
one cell in the sea. says:
WHY, WHAT MIGHT YOU BE TALKING ABOUT?!
one cell in the sea. says:
NOT ME, CERTAINLY
(*) …I like genting. says:
GEE, I DON’T KNOW
(*) …I like genting. says:
SEEM AWFULLY FAMILIAR
one cell in the sea. says:
oh yeah!?
one cell in the sea. says:
well
one cell in the sea. says:
there are no gay boys to fan myself about~
one cell in the sea. says:
WHY IS LIFE SO UNFAIR
(*) …I like genting. says:
):

the ficcy part is in grey, by accident. but it works, anyway. i have no idea when i became so undemure and thingythings, but at least I don’t go around being a harlot in the physical sense. the hormones’re just a little wee bit overexcited. :D

so the happenings of the past few days: saturday, i had my day full with two meetings. i was supposed to meet geri at bugis mrt at 10 am, and i woke up at 10:41. brilliant, isn’t it? so since geri knows her way around nowhere, practically, i told her to go to city hall and wait for me because you can walk to the nlb from there, anyway. she sat around for 1+ hours waiting for me (OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY) and then erik arrived at the bugis and walked to the nlb before i could even get to city hall. so, geri tells erik to go back to the shopping centre at the mrt to fetch her. so erik thinks that geri is at bugis and walks back to bugis mrt and the shopping centre there, and the two of them spend nearly 10 mins trying to find the nonexistent other. so finally we tell erik go back to nlb because then i have arrived at city hall, but on the way geri is hungry so we stop at mac’s, and poor darling erik has to come and meet us there.

original meeting time: 10 am. meeting time, in reality: 1 pm.

so we go to Lee Kong Chian which is snobby and so silent it’s scary. the moment we walk in the silence rushes in to eat us and our exuberant personalities up, and we are reduced to hissing whispering blobs of confused brain matter. turns out that we cannot define our searches properly on the catalog computer, and so we walk the shelves collecting books. thank god only a quarter of the books are relevant, but we use up a $5 cashcard photocopying stuff anyway, at an exorbitant price of 8 cents apiece. and at LKC we meet Ruoting and Jingyi who are doing their History Extended Essay (LOLOL RAFFLES ACAD PEOPLE AHAHA) and Geri’s friend who is doing her SS which is DUE NEXT WEEK, freak much!?

so i leave the library at 3:30, very very late for my Lit meeting, which was supposed to be at 2 pm. And me and gayle and sam didn’t realise school doesn’t open on Sunday, so before geri reminded me it was, i had already gone out in my awful school uniform. damn. so i get to the lit meeting 1 hour late, because I said i could only be there at 3 pm anyway.

forgive my random capitals, i am feeling lazy but capitaling things sort of gives an official feel to the entire thing, does it not? :D

okay and my mum is quite amusing lolz we went to the rail mall place to eat and i ate 6 fried fishballs THEY’RE AWESOME and mee tai mak with mroe fishballs, only the steamed kind. :D and then since we’d left the house at 10.30 pm when we finished eating it was already 12, the last bus comes at 11.59 pm. so we decided to wait for a bit. after a bit, we decided we could walk, so we walked.

about 30 paces away from the bus stop (too far to run back and catch the bus) i heard a sort of vrooming sound, that buses make. i turned around, and it was a taxi. my mom: “you have so much tension in your body because you have not accepted the decision to walk! accept it and you won’t be upset if we really do miss the bus, and anyway think of it as exercise!” i swear there was an evil gleam in her eyes at the word “exercise”, but then THE BUS WENT BY AND I SQUAWKED AND YELLED “DIE, BUS, DIE!!!” my mom: *sniggers at lazy daughter*

D: my mom is evilz. oh and she answered the survey darrel’s friend sent her really amusingly, with very enthusiastic PROPER answers and stuff. and there were a lot of exclamation marks and capitalised words, and near the end she typed “your survey is quite narrow”. i pity the PW group >< lololz then when i sent it for her, i wrote “sorry i dont think she liked it very much whoops” i am evilz too! muahahaha OH WE HAVE DONUTS BYE

~ by sydney on September 17, 2007.