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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 4:28 pm
Yaaaaayyyy, now I just gotta get people to start replying >>
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 9:31 pm
Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don't be a little b***h with your chit chat
Just show me where your d**k's at
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Courtney had just finished getting ready when her phone started going off. "God dammit what do you want?" She answered. Always so pleasent.
"Yeah. I realize that you're an idiot." The girl on the other end of the line was now cussing her out. "Hon. Maybe if you didn't spend so much ******** time drinking and having sex with guys who were old enough to be your grandpa, you'd know that I rescheduled practice for one." She rolled her eyes.
Granted, she rescheduled it because she was at a party all night and she couldn't manage to get out of bed at ten in the morning. "Your fat a** better be there too Brittany." She scoffed. "Okay okay. Alice Brittany. Same ******** thing."
With that, she hung up the phone and finished her last bit of lipgloss.
Hello, she had to look good. It was time for her favorite class. Court grabbed her bag and purse and headed off for Spanish class. As if she knew a damned thing about that class. Ha!
"Hola Proffe Marco." Courtney had, of course, ran late to this class. "Lo siento." She looked around the room before settling her eyes on him, running them over his body. "My alarm didn't go off this morning and my shower was cut short. Its been such a bad morning." She followed this with an award winning pout that could get her out of any kind of trouble.
Oh yes, that included a speeding ticket. Not once, not twice, but four times. Skill.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 12:08 am
I laugh myself to sleep Sometimes I drive so fast
It's my lullaby Just to feel the danger Professor McKay Ew, it makes me sound old, doesn't it?
So let's try...Emily
To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boringAaaaah, sooooorrryyyy biillliiiieeee I don't have time for the actual posting.... Will tomorrow!
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
   So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 2:26 pm
 ✗I have no tolerance for nonsense ✗»Get away from me✗I'm a little dysfunctional you're the problem, Please don't awaken me✗»And I'm that way cause back in the day most have forsaken me✗I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?✗»If you push me, It might be bad
✗Get a little emotional, Don't you know?✗»Might fool around and make me mad✗Don't make me mad✗ Dov scowled and the crowd parted wordlessly. They knew beter than to get in her way. And that was the way she liked it. She cracked her neck and walked out the doors to the student dorms. Which was where she stayed, but she didn't go to her dorm. Instead she went to her best friends dorm and pounded on the door twice before opening up the door and hollering "SMILEY!!!!" she yelled as she chucked her stuff on his couch and stalked through his dorm to find him. And following the music she indeed found hm, half naked and flexing in front of his mirror. she laughed and poked her head in his bathroom door. "You gorgeous, now tell me why you weren't in class this morning? You missed a pop quiz."
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:02 pm
T r e y|Garett|.  never made it as a wise man.
xxxxxxxcouldn't cut it as a poor man stealin'Trey was late for class. Again. He really wasn't too good at this whole schedule s**t.
Yet, anyway.
He walked with haste towards his classroom, and was just by the door as he heard the words 'pop quiz'. At that point he stopped in his tracks and thought for a second. Hm.. He hadn't known about a pop quiz... <******** that.
Turning quick on his heels, he figured it'd be best to miss this lesson for now. He'd rather be absent than get an F.
He smirked as he heard another sarcastic remark from another student, before other footsteps were heard leaving the classroom and walking in the opposite direction from him. Trey checked his watch and figured he'd go to his next class, History. He enjoyed that one at least. Possibly for the wrong reasons, but either way. He figured until then a well needed cigarette was in order.
Stepping out a door and into main outdoor area of campus he walked over to an unoccupied bench and lit up a cancer stick. He ought to stop smoking really. It was a gross habit. He daren't smoke around Kimmy though, and since he was seeing her tonight, he figured it best to get any tobacco craves out of his system before then.
For now though, no one knew him here, and no one cared. And with that thought, took another satisfying burning breath of the rolled up poison stick.
tired of livin like a blind manxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
sick of sight without a sense of feelin
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 7:35 pm
 ☽ αη∂ ωнєη ѕнє ωαℓкѕ αℓℓ тнє ωιη∂ вℓσωѕ αη∂ тнє αηgєℓѕ ѕιηg
x -- -⇨《 ßu† šhε Ⓓ ⊕εšη'† η⊕†ïςε mε ! ! 》 ✖ ✖ ✖
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Jesse almost jumped out of his skin and the only thing covering his manhood. "s**t Dov, it's called knocking." He laughed and faced the beauty he couldn't have. "I slept in, stayed up last night being a designated driver." He hinted, a wide grin on his face. Yeah, it was people like Jesse who got stuck luggin around people like Dov. It wasn't all bad though, just look how far it got him.
"Uh, not to be an a** or nothing, but can you get out of the bathroom for a sec?" He asked, already aiming to close the door shut so he could get dressed. He always felt a little awkward showing his body off to Dov. There was no real reason behind it, he just did. He felt he had to work twice as hard to impress her as just a friend.
✖ ✖__ █║ 『 ѕнє ℓιкєѕ тнє gσ∂ѕмα¢к
ånD l llκê ågênт ояångê 』___▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ _____I'm watching wrestiling trying to be a tough guy.________________________________ “ Jesse ☾ ”✖ ✖__ █║ 『 ѕнє ѕαι∂ ѕнє'∂ ℓιкє тσ ѕ¢σяє ѕσмє яєєƒєя αη∂ α 40
she'll ηε∀εr κη⊕ω that I'm the ßεš† that she'll ηε∀εr hα∀ε. 』___▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ __▪ _____I can't grow a mustache and I ain't got no season pass'टАЦsе s৸е's T৸е giЯl Аll T৸е вАD gЦყs WАПT!!!
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:07 pm
 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXxxx XXXXDiosXXXXXXXXXMioXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX☆•☆•☆•☆•☆•☆XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX---------------Everything had gone relatively normal for Marco. He took a shower, got dressed, and cursed out the guy who constantly decided to ride a bicycle 3 miles per hour in front of his car. You know, it was an ordinary day. He got to the university, or college (or whatever, it wasn’t Marco’s responsibility to know) and did his s**t.
Speaking of doing his s**t, a raise or a bonus was sounding pretty good about now. He had to plan his run in with the director! Hopefully he could get in her pants by the end of next week. That way his newly fattened pay check could be with him in time for his el cumpleanos de su amigo.
A week and a half away and already Marco was excited to get s**t faced.
Hell even class was going as per usual. This was just an extremely average day! Aw hell no! Marco didn’t do average, he did over the top magnifico!
And suddenly, the opportunity to have some fun presented itself.
“Hola Courtney….y dime an espanol vale.” He raised an eyebrow not pissed or disconcerted whatsoever. “Courtney, nosotros decibamos sobre un projecto donde nos centramos en la historia de la teatro de Espana, vale. Ahora ven conmigo a al fronte de la clase.” Courtney, we were talking about a project where we focus on the history of Spain’s theature. Now come with me to the front of the class.
He was gonna do it. He was going to make her act….and he was going to make sure it was embarrassing.
Why torture the poor girl? Why you ask, because it was funny.
Es que, te quiero.
Te quiero mucho pero no se que hacer.
No te conozco muy bien.
No me conoces muy bien.
Pero, por que no?
Sólo nos vivimos una vez.
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:16 pm
|| Tm, as a full-blooded mexican, please come to me for spanish. PLEASE!!! -tear- Do not trust the strange american tools for translations. >.> They're evil. ||
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:26 pm
||Aw shoot I didn't even use a translator! I thought my spanish 3H knowlage had taught me so well!||
||Naw man, will do, I suck at spanish and im too lazy to do all the accents on word then paste them on gaia hahaha||
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:32 pm
||Haha, thanks for keeping my sanity. Spanish errors happen to everyone. I remember once asking my grandma, ?Donde estan los keys? She almost slapped me. xD||
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:43 pm
||Spanglish! Gotta love it.||
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 9:24 pm
✗I have no tolerance for nonsense ✗»Get away from me✗I'm a little dysfunctional you're the problem, Please don't awaken me✗»And I'm that way cause back in the day most have forsaken me✗I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?✗»If you push me, It might be bad
✗Get a little emotional, Don't you know?✗»Might fool around and make me mad✗Don't make me mad✗Dov rolled her eyes and, as usual, made a sexual inuendo. "Awwww, come on smily, just a peek?" she teased over her shoulder and shut the door behind her.
She stood outside the door for a moment and called "And I did knock, just like I always do. You just didn't hear it."
After that she walked out into his living room and sat on the couch. For a college dorm room Jesse had it pretty damn good. He didn't have a roommate and the dorms were huge.
She looked around the room for a moment before deciding that she was going to steal Jesse's bed for an afternoon nap. Since she didn't have another class on Tuesday till 5:00.
So, Dov hoped off the couch and went into Jesse's room, stealing her favorite blanket from the end of the bed and jumping/plopping onto the bed.
Hey, they were best friends, she was totally allowed to do that!!!
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crayons 4 the color blind Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 9:56 pm
I laugh myself to sleep Sometimes I drive so fast
It's my lullaby Just to feel the danger Professor McKayEw, it makes me sound old, doesn't it?
So let's try...Emily
To walk within the lines
Would make my life so boringEmily taught about 3 different Histories(An overview of World History, more in depth US History, and Ancient History dabbling in Mythology), 2 periods of each- though not always on the same day- and this is why she was a college professor and not a high school history teacher. Hell, she considered it when getting her credentials, it would have meant less schooling. However, considering the fact that she didn't mind studying way more into history, the better schedule, better pay, and more interesting students, it hadn't been much of a decision.
Of course, this meant she hadn't been in the position for very long. Because of the whole drop out thing in high school, she graduated a year late, and therefore started college at 19, then it took 7 years to get her masters degree... And another year to get the job- and only that because of her old sponsor's connections. This was in fact, the very same college he had retired from.
This being her third year, she had things figured out well enough though. Even her first year hadn't been too bad, after she got things together within the few months. It helps when the students don't hate your guts. It also helps when most of them are actually interested in the course as well, unlike most in high school- another college high light. Aaaand it helps when your not a boring old snob.
Now Emily was getting things ready for her first class of the day, which was, on this day anyway, about a period later than some of the earlier classes.
She had a huuuuge projector screen set up and was going through her historical collection of DVDs. Now, that may sound boring, but looking through them, you wouldn't find one single documentary or any other like thing.
She had both several very historically accurate movies, and some not so much- but still with important relevance, in which she always pointed out the real things and all that. The movies were really good, several top box office even- Usually she would speed through the uninteresting parts when watching most of a movie, or show relevant clips that have to do with the lesson.
Today, her first class had some clips, which she was putting together right now. Running late as always, she should have had this done by now.
I want to know that I
Have been to the extreme
So knock me off my feet
Come on now give it to me
Anything to make me feel alive
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:05 pm
Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Just zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me at the back with the jack and the jukebox
I don't really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don't be a little b***h with your chit chat
Just show me where your d**k's at
¸¸¸ღღღ
Courtney squinted at him, totally confused. Yeah, spanish-wise she pretty much understood 'hola and no comprende'. That was about it. Mostly, she was in this class because the teacher was hot and it was an easy A.
Which she needed to hold her GPA just above completely idiotic.
"Uhmm.." She walked over to him because 'al fronte de la clase' sounded like something along the lines of standing by him in front of the class.
"Why? Can't I just go sit down and it be the end of that?" Court flashed him a charming smile again and leaned on the stand infront of the classroom. Which, not even on purpose, would give him a great shot down her shirt. Her blonde hair fell around her face and she sighed.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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