If I have some sort of bronchial disease, I'm going to kick my father's ass for not getting me to a doctor sooner.
And... if this stupid thing doesn't stop or die down or something I'm just going to scream. I'm pissed off that no one seems to care about my feelings on the mini-flame war front. I mean, I only wrote the damn thing. I don't want solidarity, damn you all. I just want to be left in peace. Now... STOP ARGUING OVER ME!
Why do I even bother to post at ff.net anymore if I dislike it so much? Heh. "The world may never know." Except that it's blatantly obvious.
I don't mean to sound ungrateful (exactly). It's just that... jeez, like the story, don't like the story, but don't coo all over it (and me) because a select few dummies are choosing to make unflattering comments about its premise. I am a big girl, I can take care of myself, and being flamed doesn't bother me much anymore. Just amuses me. I did ask for it, after all.
In other news, I'm going to hell.
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score |
---|---|
Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | Very Low |
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Very Low |
Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
Level 3 (Gluttonous) | High |
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Moderate |
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Extreme |
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Extreme |
Level 7 (Violent) | Extreme |
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | Very High |
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Very High |
Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test
Mmmm... violence and suicide.