"Draw a Line in the Sand..."

God help me. I've joined FicitonAlley. This is entirely tairaworld's fault.

*whimpers* I belong not to this fandom. In fact, I hate this fandom. I have spent years saying how I will never ever be a part of this fandom.

And lo! I have joined.

*sulks*

Also, have begun the Valjean/Courfeyrac. Am trying to make Christophe-Marie behave and do what I want (a fruitless and thankless task) and to make Sam a little less emotional.

"Is That You I'm Hearing In the Tall Grass Nearby?"

Becca just sent me an e-mail saying she's sorry for Thursday and wants us to 'still be friends'.

O, what is she to do? She was furious with Becca. She was crying in class, sobbing in front of everyone in the effing group, due to Becca.

Will admit she was more angry with Peter than with Becca, but Becca was the one who initiated the entire argument in the first place. But the entire mess was embarrassing.

But she has a huge, puffy, pastel pink-coloured heart that cannot bear to be angry with anyone. This requires telling Becca, with a little teary-ness and a little bitter-ness, that I never thought we weren't friends, that everything's fine, that she should forget the argument happened. And God, let that be the end.

(Of course, it won't be. Just wait.)