WANT.
I love these books. And guess what? Richelle Mead is coming to a city near me on Friday.
Guess where I'll be?
IN FREAKING SCHOOL. TAKING FINALS.
---deep and sizzling hatred for school---
(I have no idea what this is, but it was pretty.)
WANT.
WANT WANT WANT.
-sigh-
I'd give a better post, but I have an eleven page math review to finish.
--deep hatred is growing deeper--
Farewell.
5 comments:
*sinister laughter*
MWAHAHAHAHAHA. I ALREADY OWN IT.
*taunts*
Don't mock too hard.
When Richelle Mead is two hours away, guess where you will be?
WITH ME.
IN SCHOOL.
TAKING FINALS.
I will not be able to read that blog.
Finals are done here... but famous authors don't visit, period.
Well, 'cept when we become them. :)
Now that is worth of evil laughter... "MWAHAHAHA!"
Wow, Sam. Way to kill my happiness.
Cipherqueen: YES. I approve. Immensely.
However, authors don't come here either. It happens maybe once a year, and then it happens on the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL WHEN WE HAVE TO TAKE FINALS OR TAKE A ZERO.
Sigh.
EVIL.
Maggie: I'm sorry. I felt the need to kill your happiness so that you could inhabit the EMO CORNER with me.
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