Ugh, morning

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Too bad you can't get a note saying you're excused from class on account of whatever crisis of the month it is. Or day, at the rate we're going here. Never mind that I didn't sleep well on account of bad dreams again - that'll teach me to get into a 'discussion' with certain people just before I try to sleep - even with my human pillow. Still, I have to remind myself I've done all I can and it's not my fault if people are stupid and don't listen.

On that note - Ange? Forget about it - you'll never win with that one, and like you said, now's not the time. Come join me for the morning fag?

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...Mlle Beaubier? It's been a really, really bad weekend for all of us. You know, how those of us who went to the blood drive saw our friend shot and all, and those who weren't there are or have been worrying about him anyway? I've hardly slept in two days, and from what Amanda says she's not been much better off. Neither of us is in much shape to be coherent right now - you saw for yourself.

So could you just... not? Please? For now?

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Hello there, silly. You remembered my name, good for you. But here's the thing...

Never presume you know exactly what I'm doing, hm? Or even who I am. I am a many layered woman and very smart. Absurbly smart, actually. Hardly my fault that the brilliant ones are always a little mad, though.

Besides. It was obviously not a difficult enough weekend for you to ignore my pet, oui? Or is that your idea of lack of coherency? Really, you should get a t-shirt that says CONTRADICTION BOY in large block letters. It will match my t-shirt, but I'm not going to tell you what mine says.

I do hope that your witc- pardon me, wytch, is kind enough to share her anti-cancer spells. I'm hoping you stay alive long enough to take a Speech class. I'd be so thankful I'd possibly share the award chocolate/flowers with you as well.

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Yeah, fine, whatever.

I wasn't exactly coming out of that argument very well, was I? Or are you trying to tell me I was? In which case, sure, maybe I was being more coherent than I thought.

Took Speech last year. Just barely passed. Not all of us are cut out to learn that stuff.

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I promise. Cross my little black heart. I am many things, but cruel for the sake of cruelty is not one of them. Unless you're my brother, but that's a whole other jar of pickles. Or that fish that sounds like pickle.

That's a mystery, right there. Occasionally I'm not sure of what I'm trying to tell you, either. Maybe I am trying to tell you you need to go shopping, who knows?

Psh. You obviously had a wretched teacher. Speech is for anyone who cares to learn. That an etiquette. Do you have one of those classes here?

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I do not think our Speech class was entirely the most ... traditional one.

Angelo is perfectly able to be polite and have good manners. It is making arguements and clear logical statements that he - and others - struggle with.

I got a B in the class and I struggle with it myself. Ms. Frost was a good teacher, but the material is not one that many of us were familiar with.

Ironically, the one of us who was - failed the class.

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I am all for untraditional, myself.

Did she happen to play the, "Who can get the most information at a dinner party?" game with you? That was always my favourite, even if it did have a rather boring title.

I believe Speech and etiquette should really be a double class; they're quite important and work very well together, so long as you know when they are not needed. Or, better yet, when you can get away with dismissing them. They're more building blocks for getting your way in a polite manner. I jest.

You are Marie-Ange, oui? The pretty girl that assists my brother in class?

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No, but we did play a LOT of poker.

As it turns out, I am entirely too good at poker for my own good. Not as good as Kitty, because Kitty does a scary math thing, and not as good as Doug, because Doug always always always knows when I am bluffing, but good.

I am Marie-Ange, oui. But I have not assisted Paul in class for some time. There were... philosophical differences.

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Ah, poker. How I miss it. I do suppose no one lost any clothes, though.

Thank you for the inside information. I will be sure not to play with those two, or, if I do, be ready to lose.

(Sometimes losing can be just as fun as winning, I've found.)

Was he being a bitch again? I'm sorry, he has... moments? You are welcome to come assist if you like when I hijack his class one of these days. Not that you know about said hijacking, non.

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The only time anyone lost clothes is when someone poured soda on Manuel's lap for being crass.

He and I had a difference of opinion on how teachers should treat students. And as it turns out, I have far, far more history homework than I expected, so I would have had to drop it anyway.

Though, if you intend to hijack, I can remind the class of the linguistic slip about passing gas. It plagued me for weeks when I was assisting for Ms. Frost, I think it is only fair to pass it along.

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I do hope that your witc- pardon me, wytch,

It's spelled like that because when I got here I could barely spell my own name and I didn't know how to work the spell check. It's not me being a wanker, it's me being barely literate. Thanks for the reminder.

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You seem to be quite literate now, bird, but perhaps my assumption was a little, shall we say, presumptuous? If it makes you feel any better, my spelling is atrocious. The only reason you can read it is because I have figured out the spell check.

You must understand, I come from Quebec. Land of the French Speaking Hippies. There are feminist groups that spell witch wytch and women womyn. It's highly disturbing. If I had my way we'd put them in a small, small city all to themselves where I would never have to speak to them again except when I need drugs.

You have not come for chocolate yet. Chopchop, or I will eat it all.

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I'm better now because I've spent the last eight or so months since I've been here studying my arse off. And there's the spell check. Only thing is, I can't change my journal name, so the bad spelling stays - have a look at my entries back in January if you want to see how bad it was.

I'm from Brighton. We have our share of hippie types, but the worst of them hang out in Glastonbury. I hear you on the keeping them in one place, tho'. It's hard enough being a witch by nature without people like that giving us a bad name.

You were serious about the chocolate? You're a very confusing person. I thought I was that evil girl out to get your friend? You don't feed people you don't like, or at least, that's my experience.

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Well, since you've so kindly allowed me to be amused by your faults, I shall.

Mm. Brighton. That makes you British. You will eventually spell things correctly, putting a U in the word "colour" and therefore hurray.

Of course I was serious about the chocolate. Have you ever see the movie "Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind"? Someone was kind enough to get me the Canadian version with the French subtitles. Anyway, there's this one line, "I can't tell from one moment to the next what I'm gonna like, but right now..." I like you. In fact, I don't think I ever disliked you. I think I thought you were being a little wacko, but who am I to dislike wackoness?

Of course, this doesn't give you free reign to go bringing out the pitchforks again. She's still my... well, I'm not exactly sure what she is, but she's my something, and that counts a lot in my head.

I might have stopped making sense about ten minutes ago. But I'm still flower arranging, eating chocolate and listening to rather loud music, so it's up to you.

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There's already a 'u' in colour. How else would you spell it? *grins*


You know, trying to figure you out is making my brain hurt. Any of that chocolate left? I'll leave the pitchfork behind.

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There's a good girl.

Hold on.

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Now there is. It might be from Germany, I'm not sure, I took a funny turn somewhere. Come on... up? Down? I'm in my room, but for all I know you're on the roof.

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Up. I'm in the library.