Two nights in a row. Two night where I've read fanfics until 10:30. Two mornings of waking up at 5:30 because I just can't take it anymore, and have to know what happens. I'm not reading any tonight, just writing it. I may get to sleep sooner, but I'll be gosh darned if I don't stay awake until 10:30 trying to figure out how my story's going to go. I've already got two fans waiting to read it, so that's a bonus.
I can't think of any other conversation to have with my friends anymore. They're all quiet and anti-social, so it's up to me to come up with a topic. We can't talk about our crushes like normal teenage girls, because out of the four of us that sit together, two are lesbians, one's trans and attracted to everything, and there's me.
Usually, we discuss Brin's friends. There's at least 7 of them, and they all have weird names. Brin keeps telling me to meet up with them, but due to overly strict parents, that's virtually impossible. The one she really wants me to meet is Charlie, who's apparently into KISS as much as me. Charlie has no mobile device, so I wrote him a letter. (SNAIL-MAILIN' IT, OLD-STYLE, BABY!)
I listed probably 30 random facts about me and explained my deal with classic rock. Brin's delivering the letter to him; she'll be our mailperson.
Kind of tired, and I have the second half of my exam tomorrow, so toodles.
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