Hi internet
Hey look, I’ve got a new theme again! “Liquorice” was published recently, and I liked it more than “Banana smoothie”. Maybe I can pinkify it a little more for it to meet my taste.
So it’s time to tell you about where I’ve been for the past few weeks and why I was so quiet.I was, of course, where I always am – at home, at school and stuff. I had other reasons for not posting meanwhile. I’ll tell you everything, but it might take some time as I’m still quite busy with school work, so I probably have to break it into a lot of different posts.
Okay, here I go: It started when I met with Story more or less every day for the project. I would come over after school and spend some time with him, always pretending that there still were things I didn’t understand and slowing him down a little with small talk so we wouldn’t get it done right away. On a side note: “Der Struwwelpeter” is some pretty fucked up stuff. Really, Germans? Do you really discipline your children via telling them that Santa Clause will come over and dunk them into ink if they are racist, or that a tailor will jump into their room and cut their thumbs off if they suck on them? There was almost no story that didn’t leave me with a flat: “What.” That book is outright creepy. But I digress.
Anyway, most days I have to stay at school longer than Story – I’m friends with cheerleaders after all. But once I came home – I mean, once I dropped by at his house before he was there, I met Brute.
Well, actually I had met him before, but just for some short moments, because Story had been there as well. Brute is Story’s brother, I think they might even be twins (they look the same age anyway and it could be that one of them said something about it to me, I’m not sure right now). When Story wasn’t at home, Brute was nice enough to invite me in anyway and we watched TV together for a bit and he showed me his models. He is a massive geek, just like Story, but while Story prefers Fantasy and medieval stuff, Brute is totally into Sci-Fi and has a shitload of models at home he built himself. Well, and that more or less was it, we talked a bit, sat on the couch, and then Story would come and my inner Fiona would squee and I proceeded to do my homework with Story.
It’s a stupid place to stop typing now, but I need to go. There are some exams coming up and I didn’t do my share of learning today yet and it’s actually already late enough for me to go to bed. So – to be continued.
Bye internet!
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