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Oh fuck you, Lou Dobbs.

WETN purr qo nxun!

"FUCK!"
"No, Fish."
"...FUCK FISH!!!"
"That would be uncomfortable...both for you and the fish..."

Okay, well, it was a horrible story, but with a cute title.

Best Hermione/Snape title I have ever seen: The Spy Who Loved Me

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.....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

ah.
I knew there was a sad part.

in a drarry mood. don't tell snarry.  he might get upset.

homework vs snarry

taking bets?

But, in the end, do you really think I'm going to study?

So I've been going through quite a few emotional religious mood swings lately. And while I was reading/listening to Deathly Hallows, I came across the most amazing passage that struck something inside me. I realized how strongly the text appealed to me. It was just one of those amazing moments I have every now and then.

Anyway, the text:
*searchesfranticallyforherbrandnewdeathlyhallowsbook*
gah where'd it go?

Anyway.....really, I can't just quote one line and sum up all the feelings by doing so. The whole emotional experience happened over the course of four or five pages. I'll give a summary: Dobby dies. Harry digs the grave, and comes to an understanding.

Harry's thoughts:
"...And if you knew them... what did you know about me, Dumbledore?
'Am I meant to know, but not to seek? Did you know how hard I'd find that? Is that why you made it this difficult? So I'd have time to work that out?'"

I guess it doesn't read now as amazing as it did when I was listening to it. The point is....

Ah, life is exciting again. Snape is dead, and yet, the fic remains. http://community.livejournal.com/snarry_games/105627.html

Physicsugh
Chemistryugh
HispanicCulturesugh

Adriane would rather be reading snarry. -_-

The guy next to me just asked how to double space.
So I did.
And it made my paper way bigger.
And I'm DONE

Okay, Adriane. If you finish the article, I'll let you listen to more of the Deathly Hallows. You know that's what you want; you're right at the best part of the book. comeondammitdothefreakingarticlegrrr

The question: Do I really care enough about this class to half-write half-bull shit a stupid article concerning things I really really don't care about?

The answer: No. 

Alright, so I did 30% of my homework that was due at 8 AM today. Silly Adriane thought it wouldn't be due until tonight. -_-
I knew 5 of the questions on the 22-question test. 

So, failed first homework assignment and test of Chem II.
I was waiting for it to happen. Now I can get to work. :) My chem classes always work out like that. I do horribly for the first real assignments, then I get my act together and do really well for the rest of the semester.........hopefully.

Anyway, I'm skipping physics so I can write a stupid article for a stupid class with a stupid professor.

I am sitting in a study area, not studying, rather listening to Deathly Hallows and searching randomly for things to do (other than homework).

Remus Lupin Soundtrack:
"Fever"  Michael Buble
"Your Song"  Elton John
"Bleeding Love"  Leona Lewis
"Drops of Jupiter"  Train
"I Can't Make You Love Me"  Bonnie Raitt
"Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'"  Journey

There was a whole list...and it was lost in travel. And I can't remember them all. headsobdesk

Very beautiful and charismatic speech ruined by very choppy and (stupid) poem.

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