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Apathy, Classroom, Friday, Blah Blah Blah, This Heading Is So Lame

George didn't know when her roommate would be back, but she was watching the kitten in the meantime. He probably wouldn't be at the club meeting today. Whatever. No one should be at the club meeting today. This club shouldn't fucking exist. It was stupid and pointless, just like the rest of her life.

"... I wish I had ice cream," she said, about five minutes after the club was supposed to start.

... Yup. That was it. She had told people not to show up. They continued to show up anyway. That wasn't her problem. She wasn't going to bother coming up with fucking activities like she was running some kind of summer camp, here.

Everything sucked. Get used to it.

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It's almost Halloween. In lieu of a costume, use an icon that makes you look really happy, excited, or both.

Squall Leonhart

Rosalind

Jenny Sparks

That stupid girl in charge of the club didn't even bother doing anything this week. Bitch about that accordingly. Or just glare and decide it doesn't matter because this club is fucking stupid to start. Your call.

Squall snorted a little when he saw people arrive again this week. Seriously. They had nothing better to do with their lives than hang out in this stupid club? If he gave a fuck, he'd feel sorry for them. Whatever.

Every hour you spend in this club is an hour of your life, gone, that you will never get back. You're welcome.

Well, she does.

... so, I dunno. Talk about things you want but can't be bothered to fucking go get. Things you'd like but are too apathetic to accomplish. Or talk about your new lipstick or how fucking much you love blowing the dog or look, George seriously doesn't give a fuck. Really.

"If you want ice cream, go get some," Squall told her. Duh. "Or else stop whining." If she really wanted the ice cream, after all, she'd have to. Was she too lazy? Did she expect one of the OTHER losers here to cater to her stupid whim? Was she just trying to make everyone else miserable?

Whatever.

...Damn. Now Squall really wanted some ice cream, too. Not enough to go get some, though.

"I'm not whining," George snapped, narrowing her eyes at Squall. "I didn't say I wanted it. I just wish I had some. It's different."

One implied a completely passive lack of the ability to care enough to get some. Duh, Squall.

Whatever.

WHATEVER

Whatever!

What. EVER.

The hatred is assuredly mutual.

Fake Robot Farnsworth still needed a few more touches before he was ready, so, unfortunately, Actual Old Farnsworth was there, glowering at the kids and their ridiculous waste of time club.

Spare yourself that particular agony.

Edited 2010-10-29 19:58 (UTC)

I can't think of anything witty to say here.

. . . best OCD thread headers ever.

Awww, thank you bb!

... i have too much fun with apathy club okay.

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Apathy, Classroom, Friday, Blah Blah Blah, This Heading Is So Lame

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George Wants Ice Cream

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Whatever

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I Hate Our Faculty Advisor

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