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[redbrunja]

 Filling out my FAFSA was a fracking BITCH this time around.

I sort-of submitted it, but it refuses to believe me when I tell them my mother's pin is accurate, even though I checked the pin website and THEY know she exists.

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[fairest1.livejournal.com]

Oh, and have you read Nation? I have an extra copy.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've heard of that one.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

Terry Pratchett's latest. A boy lives on an island in the South Pacific with his tribe, the only contact with white people being the odd trade agreement that gets them cooking pots and such. A girl whose father encourages her to think and whose grandmother wants her to be a Proper Young Lady who doesn't learn anything practical is the sole survivor of a shipwreck on his island, after a storm that wipes out the rest of the boy's tribe. They manage to pick up a bit of each others' languages, through stick figures and gestures. He learns that trousers are useful for pockets, if nothing else; she learns to sing to beer. Together, they begin to build a nation. It touches on God and Gods and when you should obey the old rules and when you should change them, and when you should Think.

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Oh, INTERESTING.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

And, like all Pratchett, it's funny. Like when they're still shaken from the storm and at the "You are the only other person around. Do you want to kill me?" stage, she gives him a formal invitation from a set her grandmother gave her (dropping it off when he's asleep). On one side, she fills it out in a semi-formal manner (After "Dress" she wrote "Yes, please."), and on the other side she sketched a tree with the sun at a certain angle to it, and an arrow pointing to her ship.

He couldn't figure out why she wanted him to throw a spear at her boat at a certain time, but he went along with it (she'd left a cup with the note, which he found quite useful).

[redbrunja.livejournal.com]

Awwwwww.