After by Anna Todd is just as bad as everyone says it is

"Does Mr. Roger's know you're at a party again?" He smirks.
"Mr. Rogers?" I don't get it.
"Your boyfriend. He is the biggest square I have even seen”

Don't you dare bring up Mr. Rogers like that, you miserable ball of slime. He's a million times more the man you'll ever be, Mr. Totally-Not-Overcompensating-With-My-New-Name Hardin.

“Don't talk about him like that, he is.. he is.. nice" I stutter.

Harry laughs and I stand up. He doesn't know Noah at all. "You could only dream of being as nice as he is" I snap.

“Nice? That's the first word that comes to your mind when talking about your boyfriend? Nice is your 'nice' way of calling him boring."

Yeah, a boy who actually treats girls like they're human beings? How dull.

“He isn't boring, you don't know him”
"I know that he is boring. I could tell by his cardigan and loafers"

Harry's head rolls back in laughter and I can't ignore his dimples.

While we're at it, let's make assumptions about people from the way they dress.

“He doesn't wear loafers" I say and cover my mouth so I don't laugh with him at my boyfriend's expense.

You can go to hell too, Tessa.

I grab the water and take a drink.

"Well he has been dating you for two years and hasn't fucked you yet, I would say he is a square.”



It's too bad there's no complete sporkings of this series. It's the only fucking way I can get anywhere near this thing. At least I can take comfort in the fact the published version flopped abysmally.

Meanwhile, I'm dealing with ableist bullshit at a comm I frequent. That's what happens when you're openly autistic on the Internet, I suppose. Whoopee.

Surprise encounter with an old friend

There's this big kitty that I used to see on campus, back when I still attended university.

I mean, he was HUGE. Probably the biggest cat on the entire campus. He didn't seem to get along with the other cats, considering how often he hissed at them to go away. But when it came to feeding time, he always seemed to like humans. Or liked me, anyway. He usually lets me pet him and purrs when I do. Usually he'd have a big scab on the back of his neck, either due to fighting with other cats or raccoons, likely the latter. But he was always this big tough "bully" cat who softened up whenever I came to feed him.

Last Sunday, I was volunteering at the Cattery, and I was giving my brother a tour of the place and explaining what I do. Then I got to the teen room, and lo and behold. Inside one of the crates was the same big cat I knew from campus. Same markings, same size, same color eyes, even the same meow. He definitely recognized me too; he was meowing and begging me to come to him the moment he saw me. As soon as I finished my tour, I went back to see him. He's been dubbed by the staff as "Fluffy" like Hagrid's dog (I couldn't make up my mind what I wanted to call him back on campus. Bowser? Barrett?) and he's a new arrival. He's currently in the crate due to him being scared after the move. :o The staff is trying to help calm him down by separating him from the other cats.

I refilled his food and water, which he nommed like crazy. All I had to do was run my fingers through the bars of his cage to reach him and he purred. I opened the crate to be able to hold him better, which he really appreciated. He didn't even try to jump and escape; he just kept nuzzling his head against my chest and purring some more, giving my hand a couple playful nips now and then. I'm surprised he's here, which makes me wonder how the other cats are doing. But I know he definitely won't be attacked by raccoons now. I really hope he gets a good home. He deserves it. ;;

I know for sure I'll be coming back next week. It's good to see a familiar face. :o