So...Can I call ye Joan, then?

Two minutes later, Hannah looked at me and said, "So, Can I call ye Joan then?"

And thus, everyone who knows Hannah and Emma in Liverpool know me as Joan. But I'm not Joan...Far from it. I'm not a a national heroine of France and a saint of the Roman Catholic Church. I didn't assert that I had visions from God which told me to recover my homeland from English domination.
But still...to all those who know Emma and Hannah, I am Joan.



Then we decided to go out, and get drunk.
Emma, Hannah and Me. Otherwise known as Em, Han and Joan. Hahaha. WHY??? I have no idea why Han thought Joan would be the name for me. When I asked her, she said - No particular reason. If anyone asks, just say I'm a really really....random girl.
So, we went to The Font, and then this place called Busters. Too hammered to say what it was like. On the whole- Quite Brilliant.
Em and Han love Gans ALREADY!! They're tremendously fond of me, and I love em!
Ok, Enough!!
2 Comments:
much happiness to you. i just conned 'gans' into a bone crunching hug from the local gorilla. hehe.
hahahahahahaha!!!! I is witness. Duende is sparing with him as I type this. It's another crazy day in our corner of worldspace-d.
They look like a blast 'Joan'. I'll continue calling you Ar though.
:D
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