OH HOW I WISH THIS WAS JUST A NIGHTMARE.
Dec. 30th, 2010 08:32 pmOKAY. So I know I don't post my friends' & family's shenanigans all that often, because we're a very uneven bunch and one day we'll all be fine with each other and the next day we'll each be out for blood, and to be honest, it's kind of stressful figuring out which day is going to be which.
BUT DUDE.
I NEED TO TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING.
So, there's this chick I knew in high school.
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So anyway, we got into a week-long argument about it, because she wouldn't back off and I can't just let stupid lie.
So, ahem, to get more back on track, I'm facebook friends with R, and I didn't even really remember that because I haven't spoken to her in, literally, two years. But I posted a comment bitching about how people keep referring to Chris Colfer/Kurt Hummel as a soprano when he's actually a countertenor.
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About halfway through this, I went downstairs to ask my stepdad, since he's a classically trained singer. (He went to a fancy private Catholic school, and part of his scholarship was for music.)
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...But then I didn't, because I am GOOD PERSON. THE END.
So yeah. I'd almost feel sorry for R, because I get that she has issues and whatever, I really do, because you don't get to be her level of crazy without them (I've known her since my freshman year of high school, okay, I took classes with her. I know she's batshit) but then I remember how she freaked out at my friends party because she didn't want to sleep in the same room (and especially on the same mattress) with a two bisexual chicks and two lesbians. :/ :/ :/ :/ And how she was worried that we would ~convert her little sister, who was there too.
:/ :/ :/
Actually, you know what? Why am I still friends with her on facebook? *goes off to defriend her*
ETA:
ALSO ALSO ALSO:
jenna_marianne just informed that I HAVE BEEN RECCED ON
crack_van !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*does epic keysmash of awesome*
I...I think I need to go sit down somewhere and put my head between my knees. FFFFF
BUT DUDE.
I NEED TO TELL YOU GUYS SOMETHING.
So, there's this chick I knew in high school.
( PREQUEL OF cut to save your flists )
So anyway, we got into a week-long argument about it, because she wouldn't back off and I can't just let stupid lie.
So, ahem, to get more back on track, I'm facebook friends with R, and I didn't even really remember that because I haven't spoken to her in, literally, two years. But I posted a comment bitching about how people keep referring to Chris Colfer/Kurt Hummel as a soprano when he's actually a countertenor.
( cut to save your flists )
About halfway through this, I went downstairs to ask my stepdad, since he's a classically trained singer. (He went to a fancy private Catholic school, and part of his scholarship was for music.)
( RETURN OF THE cut to save your flists )
...But then I didn't, because I am GOOD PERSON. THE END.
So yeah. I'd almost feel sorry for R, because I get that she has issues and whatever, I really do, because you don't get to be her level of crazy without them (I've known her since my freshman year of high school, okay, I took classes with her. I know she's batshit) but then I remember how she freaked out at my friends party because she didn't want to sleep in the same room (and especially on the same mattress) with a two bisexual chicks and two lesbians. :/ :/ :/ :/ And how she was worried that we would ~convert her little sister, who was there too.
:/ :/ :/
Actually, you know what? Why am I still friends with her on facebook? *goes off to defriend her*
ETA:
ALSO ALSO ALSO:
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*does epic keysmash of awesome*
I...I think I need to go sit down somewhere and put my head between my knees. FFFFF