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Stole from raine_chan

Put the lyrics of a song you like into http://world.altavista.com. Translate it to German, German to French, then French to English.
Post the results in your journal verbatim
Let people try to guess the song

( Wow. )

All hail the French!

Next week Mom's French friend Marie Paul is coming over with her family. I've met MP, and her kids, Pierre Antoine and Anne Gabrielle. Pierre Antoine is a year or so younger than I am. Mom's asking me to serve for her at the Boy Scouts Camperee that she volunteered for (Rob's in BS, so we can't really back out), and suggested that I take Pierre Antoine along, as well as taking him to roleplay if the guys don't mind having him do some kind of guest role. I can certainly see if they're willing to let him. Pierre Antoine was pretty cool the one time I met him. And if we take the time to explain things to him, I'm sure he'll get the hang of it long enough to last for a few hours.

Though with my luck, he's matured into a little snarky asshole who won't want to be seen with a fat, nerdy girl.

A post I think EVERYONE should be reading.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/ginmar/423832.html?view=8963736#t8963736 Go here. Please. Even if you're not in an abusive relationship, because there's always the chance that you could be, and the even greater chance that you'll know someone who IS.

Plus a conversation that made me feel loved.

Me: *poke*
Shadow: *pokes back*
Me: how are ya?
Shadow: I'm good. You?
Me: I'm okay
Me: semi-enraged
Shadow: How so?
Me: reading a post on abusive relationships.
Me: (Link: http://www.livejournal.com/users/ginmar/423832.html?view=8963736#t8963736)http://www.livejournal.com/users/ginmar/423832.html?view=8963736#t8963736
Shadow: Yeah, that can be pretty... enraging.
Me: *nodnod*
Me: I'd like to say that I'll never let myself in that kind of situation, but I can't.
Shadow: *nods* Yeah...
Me: Heh. Guess that's what comes from not being "normal"
Shadow: 'Ey... I'm not normal either, so...
Me: *nod*
Me: Yeah. Though, people who've been abused tend to go back to abusive relationships... so... >_<
Shadow: *nods lightly and kisses cheek* Don't worry about it. I think you learned your lesson.
Me: I dunno.
Me: I didn't have a choice; it was my stepdad. It wasn't even physical, jsut emotional abuse, you know?
Shadow: Fuck...
Me: And sometimes I catch myself and realize that I don't really seem to have learned my lesson all that well.
Me: ???
Shadow: Your stepdad...?
Me: yeah.
Shadow: I've heard a lot of crap about that sort of stuff...
Me: They're divorced now, so I don't have to see him.
Me: *shrug*
Me: He was an alcoholic.
Shadow: Oh...
Me: And he was jealous of my dad, apparently, because I wasn't his real daughter
Shadow: Right... so... he bashes on you instead...?
Me: yeah.
Me: He was a real ass. That, coupled with the shitty elementary and middle school experience I had, and you have my lovely inferiority complex and all the issues I'm dealing with.
Shadow: ... Well, that's outright stupid, if you ask me.
Shadow: Him being an ass and all that, I mean...
Me: *nod*
Me: And my mom didn't really want to admit what was going on.
Shadow: As for the school experience... I can relate to that.
Shadow: Mothers rarely do.
Me: ONe time I came out and told her I hated him, and she just wouldn't accept it. She said, "No you don't"
Me: Yeah, well... I dont' blame her. Not anymore.
Shadow: Yeah... *nods a bit*
Shadow: Anyway... I gotta go to bed, so I'll see you tomorrow, or something, okay?
Me: yeah, sure!
Me: *hugs*
Me: I'll try and be on tomorrow.
Shadow: *hugs back and kisses lightly* Take care, love.
Me: ^^
Me: night!
Shadow: Night.

Shadow rawks.