BUILDING KICK!

Hmm, quite saddened at the death of goth musician / occasional Playgirl model / occasional hottie Peter Steele today. I totally remember seeing their videos on Headbanger's Ball and giggling at lyrics that sounded like they took themselves way too seriously:

Now it's all Hallows Eve - the moon is full
will she trick or treat? I bet she will!
...She's got a date at midnight - with Nosferatu
oh baby, Lilly Munster - ain't got nothing on you.

I wasn't a big fan or anything, but my semi-goth ass was always aware of Type O Negative and their impact on music and goth "culture" back then, and this guy was pretty young, so, yeah. Unexpectedly saddened by this.

Aside from that sad bit of news, as of today I'm done with this trimester's finals. I got 100 on med massage written and practical, 100 on Swedish tech, 97 on kinesiology (I'm so relieved, because I was really sweating that test!) and in pathology, Asian Bodyworks and Qi Gong, I don't know yet.

I'm just glad they're done. It was a lot, this trimester.

Today I went upstairs to study, in my favorite comfy chair, and who walks in but my current school-crush? Which, yeah, I realize I sound like I'm in middle school. But this guy is just too cutewith his long brown hair and big eyes, and his best friend is awesomely funny, and the two of them together crack me up. Soon his best friend joined him, and they sat on the comfy couch next to my comfy chair to do studying of their own.

I always get a little socially inept shy around attractive guys, and I really didn't know what to say to them. Then I accidentally kicked the heater and the entire front panel fell off. I said, "Oh my, I just broke the school," and then had to add, "BUILDING KICK,"* and that seemed to have broken my own awkwardness.

Eventually we just all started talking, and it got to a point where I felt like pretty soon we were going to go visit Hagrid, or go to Hogsmeade or something.

So, I got my good grades, got to sit next to the cutest boy in school and his cool best friend, and got to say BUILDING KICK all in one day. I was happy.



*Gacked, as usual, from the lovely skitty_kitty, BUILDING KICK:

LOL, WUT.

BUILDING KICK!

Hmm, quite saddened at the death of goth musician / occasional Playgirl model / occasional hottie Peter Steele today. I totally remember seeing their videos on Headbanger's Ball and giggling at lyrics that sounded like they took themselves way too seriously:

Now it's all Hallows Eve - the moon is full
will she trick or treat? I bet she will!
...She's got a date at midnight - with Nosferatu
oh baby, Lilly Munster - ain't got nothing on you.

I wasn't a big fan or anything, but my semi-goth ass was always aware of Type O Negative and their impact on music and goth "culture" back then, and this guy was pretty young, so, yeah. Unexpectedly saddened by this.

Aside from that sad bit of news, as of today I'm done with this trimester's finals. I got 100 on med massage written and practical, 100 on Swedish tech, 97 on kinesiology (I'm so relieved, because I was really sweating that test!) and in pathology, Asian Bodyworks and Qi Gong, I don't know yet.

I'm just glad they're done. It was a lot, this trimester.

Today I went upstairs to study, in my favorite comfy chair, and who walks in but my current school-crush? Which, yeah, I realize I sound like I'm in middle school. But this guy is just too cutewith his long brown hair and big eyes, and his best friend is awesomely funny, and the two of them together crack me up. Soon his best friend joined him, and they sat on the comfy couch next to my comfy chair to do studying of their own.

I always get a little socially inept shy around attractive guys, and I really didn't know what to say to them. Then I accidentally kicked the heater and the entire front panel fell off. I said, "Oh my, I just broke the school," and then had to add, "BUILDING KICK,"* and that seemed to have broken my own awkwardness.

Eventually we just all started talking, and it got to a point where I felt like pretty soon we were going to go visit Hagrid, or go to Hogsmeade or something.

So, I got my good grades, got to sit next to the cutest boy in school and his cool best friend, and got to say BUILDING KICK all in one day. I was happy.



*Gacked, as usual, from the lovely skitty_kitty, BUILDING KICK:

LOL, WUT.