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June 2nd, 2009

omg_layton


So I'll start with the former and move to the latter, mmm?

We had a peer leader thing with the Freshman last Friday, and we met in the auditorium and did stuff and then went to the Field House and did stuff... But in the auditorium, they had all this music playing when everyone was coming in, and during that I happen to notice Snapekid sitting somewhat near me. He doesn't seem too happy with the music, and he has his headphones on and is all, "Whatever." So then they start playing Don't Stop Believin' (you know, Journey,) and out of the corner of my eye I see him sort of perk up, take off the headphones, and then start grinning at his buddy sitting next to him. By the second verse, they're both singing along and rocking out, complete with Snape-y headbanging. Yes. Headbanging.

So then we get to the Field House, and alot of the peer leaders are hanging out and dancing near the DJ, along with some of the Freshman. I guess someone got Snapekid up there too, because he and Kenny are tearing it up rocker-style. To my surprise, Snapekid is very good at this. Much more to my surprise, as I'm watching, Kenny offers to let me join them, so I end up jamming out with Kenny, this other girl, and Snapekid. It was freaking awesome. (Also, imagine Young!Snape jumping up and down to Every Time We Touch, yet still staying remarkably Snape-y. HOW DOES THIS KID DO IT?)

Also, apparently he's a huge Pink Floyd fan, since I heard him go and specifically request they play Brain Damage, from the Dark Side of the Moon album. Dad very much approves of this.

RUN RUN RUN OH GOD IT'S PYRAMIIIIIIID~!!!1! )

Actually, I lied. I am going to put the two together. Well- not literally. I was just thinking about the whole PH is guilt-incarnate, and James is punishing himself for killing Mary, etc. etc... And am I the only one who thinks Snape would have one hell of a Silent Hill? He has James' self-hatred, and Angela's abuse issues, and Eddie's problems with being picked on, and Laura's lonliness... Ouch, guys.