Where'd my writing muse go?

Baby, come back~

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"It's Friday, Friday,

Getting down on Friday"

~Rebecca Black – Friday

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f r i d a y ..with you, not partying..

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"Shut. Up" Rima threw mental daggers laced with rat poison and unicorn piss at Nagihiko.

"But why, Rima?" He grinned down at her, "don't you believe rhyming 'bowl' and 'cereal' is just, oh, pure lyrical genius? I don't know how she does it. I mean, really, 'fun, fun, fun, fun'? Isn't that the most inspiring thing you ever heard?" He grinned even wider, knowing just how much he was infuriating his growth-defected girlfriend.

"The only thing I got from that, that, song," she spat out the word, "was that Thursday comes before Friday, the day after is Saturday, and Sunday comes afterwards." She continued muttering to herself as she hunched over her English homework.

"We so excited, we so excited, we gonna have a ball today~" Nagihiko sang in a high-pitched, nasal voice, seemingly oblivious to the litres upon litres of unicorn and narwhale jizz being mentally cursed upon him by Rima.

Rima scowled at Nagihiko's back, wondering why she ever stuck around with him. Reaching inside her backpack, she pulled out her iPod, figuring that if she's got to listen to something, it might as well be something that didn't make her ears feel like vomiting blood.

Needless to say, Nagihiko simply starting 'singing' louder.

He made many enemies that day, much to Rima's pleasure.

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Honestly, simply pure lyrical genius.

I like the tumblr version better, though.