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Eloquent Conversationalist
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 Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:55 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 10:28 am
You're complaining at being wanted?
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 10:38 am
Magni Prime You're complaining at being wanted?
Hell no! I wish I were this popular at school!
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:04 pm
I was.
People saw me as the resident teddy bear back in High School. ^_^;;
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:14 pm
I'm the resident gloomy smart girl who's lazy but draws well.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:27 pm
Eylios I'm the resident gloomy smart girl who's lazy but draws well. Same here. Except the girl. And the drawing. And the gloomy most of the time. I was more..... Psycho. Hehehe, NOBODY ******** with me back in High School. :p
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:49 pm
I'm the weirdo with the beardo. Gets fear and respect from the 1st years.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:58 pm
"Fear and Respect are different things. A beaten dog may FEAR you, but the second you turn your back, he'll be there with his jaws at your throat. REAL power comes from Respect."
----------D-Mob, Def Jam: Fight for New York
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:17 pm
In highschool I had a big mohawk, people either avoided me completely, or deliberately tried to fight with me XD that didn't go well, they left me alon after I porceeded to laugh at their 'punch' :3 good times xD
Others just tired to touch it haha! But hey, I was 'the cool mohawk guy' so I wasn't complaining biggrin
On a different subject *hugs*
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:22 pm
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:34 pm
I was the nerd that was borderline emo. I had very few friends, none I was truly close to, and would rather read a novel before class than socialize with others. I was overweight, dressed in only black (easy to do laundry), and fairly intelligent- if lazy as all get-out.
the only time I attempted to break the mold and go social . . . I left a stuffed animal holding a poem I wrote in a girl's locker. When she saw it, she turned at me and laughed, then walked away. Yeah, I'm still bitter about that years later. She didn't just shoot me down, she peed napalm on my attempt and watched it burn.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:38 pm
Magni Prime I was the nerd that was borderline emo. I had very few friends, none I was truly close to, and would rather read a novel before class than socialize with others. I was overweight, dressed in only black (easy to do laundry), and fairly intelligent- if lazy as all get-out. the only time I attempted to break the mold and go social . . . I left a stuffed animal holding a poem I wrote in a girl's locker. When she saw it, she turned at me and laughed, then walked away. Yeah, I'm still bitter about that years later. She didn't just shoot me down, she peed napalm on my attempt and watched it burn. Fire jelly. Find her address, make some fire jelly, light that s**t, and burn the b***h. Problem solved. :p
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:41 pm
Magni Prime I was the nerd that was borderline emo. I had very few friends, none I was truly close to, and would rather read a novel before class than socialize with others. I was overweight, dressed in only black (easy to do laundry), and fairly intelligent- if lazy as all get-out. the only time I attempted to break the mold and go social . . . I left a stuffed animal holding a poem I wrote in a girl's locker. When she saw it, she turned at me and laughed, then walked away. Yeah, I'm still bitter about that years later. She didn't just shoot me down, she peed napalm on my attempt and watched it burn.
Awwww! -hug- it's okay Magni, she just wasn't a REAL woman.
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