HELLO all my dear readers!

I skipped compulsory sport just to come home and write for you guys (of course, i didn't skip sport because i hate it or because it was raining or anything...) I have a couple of fanfics open and being written as you read.

So, I saw Thriller last night (i'll remind you again, australian!) and i can't bear it i have to see silly love songs right now! i have both epis loading as we speak (i normally watch them online but i decided to torture myself by waiting a weeek to watch thriller...WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?)

I'm rambling again...OH and thank you to everyone who reviews my stories. I woke up having a shit morning, and i read some reviews, and the world was bright and sunny again :D

OH and the CPCOULTER who posted a new chapter (2 actually) in her story Dalton, ON VALENTINE'S DAY! WOOP! However she kept me up half the night reading it on ym iPod...BUT IT WAS HILARIOUS! do you know how hard it is to not laugh when it's absolutely funny and you're the sort of person who has a big sense of humor NOT EASY but anyways, if you haven't read her story READ IT (of course, right AFTER u read this, which is super short and I've probably talked more than there is to read)

now, the story is just a little insert of what I thought should've happened during the Thriller match. ENJOY!

(to my fellow aussies who are frustrated by Glee coming out a week later- here's a good website that you can watch them online at: /internet/glee/ okay, I find loombo to be pretty good just dont use megavideo because it has a time limit. HAVE FUN!)

'BRAINS! BRAINS!' the crowd chanted, cheering when the quarterback of the other team fumbled his pass.

'Go McKinley! Go!' Blaine yelled as one of the jocks grabbed the ball and ran.

Kurt was jumping up and down with excitement as McKinley scored the winning try. Blaine looked at him and grinned.

'Kurt!'

The boy turned, still jumping. Blaine gently grabbed him and spun him around, breathing in the sweet smell of Kurt.

When his feet were back on the ground, Kurt didn't pull out of the hug. He beamed at the older boy, eyes shining with excitement and pure joy.

Blaine couldn't help it. He pressed his lips to Kurt's, his actions going unnoticed among the rest of the crowd. Kurt's lips tasted like cherry chapstick, and what with Blaine's obsessed for Katy Perry, he couldn't help but find him irresistible.

He finally pulled back after what seemed like forever, resting his forehead against Kurt's. 'McKinley won.'

Kurt smirked. 'They weren't the only ones who did.' And with that, the junior pulled Blaine towards him, their own prize drowned by the fact McKinley won. But nonetheless, they had won too.

awww :) I'm writing another story that is how I would've liked the ending with Karofsky to go. I'm going to make him go to Dalton and apologize to Kurt.

and OMG QUINN WHAT? YOU KISSED FINN? ARE WE REALLY GOING THERE AGAIN? BESIDE YOU HAVE SAM! YOU ARE BARBIE AND KEN, AND NOW YOU WANT TO BE BARBIE AND BLONDE-BRAINS (no offence Finn, you're awesome, but you're a bit of a douche) OMG !