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I have a Plan Of Action to fill the three gaping holes to that event which I'm not going to talk about but hopefully you know what I mean...

This is purely because I went to bed last night buzzing with desperation to DO stuff. And so I will. I need to:

1. Clean up my room. This is getting urgent.
2. Clean up my website. I need to put a lot into HTML, this could be a two-day task...
3. Finish my pile of library books. It's a big pile, people. And now I have to pay my fines, too. *wails* So I need to read them fairly quickly.
4. Phone Sarah
5. Phon Becky
6. FINISH The Project. I could actually get it finished. Then I'd have to type it up. Then I'd need to go through it with a fine-toothed comb, and then I'd need to send it to a beta, but the point is, I'd have actually finished the first stage. Wow. I've drawn my big conclusion, all I need to get sorted is the whole travelling home bit. Then I'm sorted. Anyway...
7. Go and get some clothes sorted for college. I don't have any yet. This is a bad thing.
8. Go and get some stationary sorted for college. I also dont have any yet. Also a bad thing.

So... lots to do. First, website update ahoy. Oh, not joy...

~Hathy_Col~

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Yeah... so I blame loneraven who got me hooked on contrelamontre, I just unleashed X-Men Evolution fic on the world, femmeslash Evo fic at that.

I suspect that I might just burn in a special hell designed by Stan Lee. Rogue/Kitty? What drugs am I on?

And for those that care:

Title: Touching the Untouchable
Author: Hathor
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Pairing: Rogue/Kitty, some mentions of Kitty/Lance
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Lots of lovely people at Marvel own X-Men, and none of them are me. I'm only borrowing the characters, and I'm getting no money for it. Sigh.
Author's Notes: First posting to contrelamontre and first Evolution fic. Based midway through season 2, before Joyride. Written in 40 minutes. Please be nice to me, I'm a little unsure about this... I'm English. So is my spelling.

( Touching The Untouchable )

*awaits Stan Lee angrily knocking on the door and gets back to updating website*

~Hathy_Col~

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They are paying people I know money to go to school.

You know who you are. And I envy you all so much it's physically painful...

And we're calm... *breathes deeply*

I haven't done anything today. I updated some of my website, got a cracking headache so stopped, argued with my mother and went out to stomp around Ormskirk feeling angry. I just can't abide my Mum at the moment when she starts going on about results day. "You've got to do this that and the other..." and I just feel like I'm drowning. On results day, I plan to wake up early and wander around in the cool air for a while until I have to go to school. I will then go home and report my results. At some point on the same day, I will probably phone relatives who wish to be informed, and I will toddle to Winstanley at the time I need to, and then I'll come home, and I've not thought past that.

And yet Mum is making out a schedule for me, about how I have to phone her the second I open that envelope, and about how we have to go out that night, and about how I have to phone every relative I have upwards of ninth cousin...

And I'd happily do all that myself if I wasn't being nagged to do it, resulting in me wishing to kill my relatives and not tell anyone my results. I don't object to going out, but I do object to PLANNING it. All I can remember, in vivid clarity, is Rhiannon telling me about when her brother got the results, her parents opened the champagne, he came home, revelaed that he'd only passed six, and spent the rest of the day locked in his bedroom. I know thats not going to happen to me, but I still feel rebellious and angry about the whole matter.

They're MY results. Shouldn't I decide what I do?

I'm all irate and wound up about them, thats the problem. I just want my family to leave me about it.

Speaking of the family, it's Dad's birthday tomorrow. I have to go and wrap up his present soon. Actually, now. Mum is shouting.

Why oh WHY do I choose now to start arguing with my parents?

~Hathy_Col~