Lolwut?

I'm not popular. Fashionable. Or anywhere near normal. I'm sitting in the back of the classroom, reading and listening to my iPod, and still acing the class. * I'm different. Thereby, I don't have a lot of friends. Those that I do have are amazing and I probably wouldn't trade 'em for anything. Except being the indisputable ruler of the world, but that's a whole different ballpark.

I mean, come on. Look at it.

Friends vs. Undisputed Ruler of the World.

Come on. Who'd stop to even think about that?

Anyways, on topic, we've had a lot of weird conversations. Amusing later. So...Here's a few I can easily remember. For their safety, all friends have internet names I call 'em by.


Me: *Eating chicken.* The crunchy bits are too hard. I can't eat them. *tosses them on the ground.*
Lyra: You're littering.
Me: Nuh-uh. I'm feeding the birds.
Lyra: I guess so-OH MY GOD. YOU'RE MAKING THE BIRDS CANNIBALS.
Me: Huh. I guess I am.
Lyra: Well, stop it!
Me: Nah. *keeps throwing chicken.*

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Rae: You're not wearing socks again.
Me: I know.
Rae: What have I told you about not wearing socks?
Me: Look. It was a rush. Socks or waffles. I chose waffles.
Rae: Touche.

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Fanana: We should have an avatar marathon sometime.
Me: Agreed. Wholeheartedly.
Fanana: That, at least, we can agree on.
Me: If I could make cake, I would make an avatar cake.
Fanana: We could try...
Me: This would end badly....Uhm. Make a circle.
Fanana: Make a circular cake with the element symbols on it.
Me: Draw a nose. And an eye. And the arrow. Wheeee! Or...take your method.
Fanana: I like mine better, but yes.
Me: Yours works better. Mine requires too much skill. I lack skill.
Fanana: Me too.
Me: Hmm...OR CUPCAKES. YES.
Fanana: AGREED!!!
Me: I AM REALLY EXCITED ABOUT THESE CUPCAKES. I AM SPEAKING IN CAPS.

(If you're curious, we never did make these cupcakes...)

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Fanana: Salutations.
Me: Congratulations.
Fanana: What?
Me: Considerations. Abominations. Calculations.
Fanana: Dominations.
Me: Californication.
Fanana: Red Hot Chili Peppers! (So sue me, I killed the rhyme.)

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Lyra: Hey, luv. I like your fedora.
Me: Hiya! Thanks! :D ...You haven't seen it yet.
Lyra: I can see it from here.
Me: ...How? D: Are you stalking me?
Lyra: No. I just have powers you can't BEGIN to contemplate.
Me: ..../whines.
Lyra: I know. It might be hard to adjust to my glory and power.

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Rae: Got to go, my mom is an asshat.
Me: Does that make her a buttcap?

Okay. That's all. I'll post another tomorrow for stuff.

-Azu

*Except math. I have issues in geometry.