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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:01 pm
Not me. By 10 my invisible firends and I were already questing to save the world with alll kinds of conspiracies. Me? Leprehaun'Green Nether Dragon Dracomancer with maaaaad skills. xd
This thread is my brain!!!!!!!! Someone get some serotonin and a clamp to close the can of worms I just opened by bringing up that disputed point that Behatz doesn't like!!!
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:09 pm
lol.
I'm just hyper. mrgreen But not now...
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 6:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 10, 2009 9:47 pm
Behatzlacha-S And I've known my best mate since I was 4. Awesome, huh? I want a best mate! Recently I've gone through (and am going through) what doctor's call a "quarter life crisis" where I ousted a lot of my friends. Maybe it was rude of me, but like Padme says, they were going down a path I couldn't follow. That and they were dicks.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:16 pm
doomjax is great. Like I said, he even named his phone after I made him.
I had such a tough time getting to bed last night. I always do, usually with nothing on my mind but just an inability to sleep, common in OCD. Yet I couldn't sleep because I was desperately, terribly afraid of getting someone's name wrong. It kept me up for hours! confused
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:47 pm
Yeah! I sometimes panic I'll forget English, or at least certain words, and everyone will think I'm a freak and shun me so I have to live the rest of my life in my house, not daring to go out due to inability to speak.
I think a lot of crazy crap at night.
And make sure that can is very securely closed, Lumanny.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:57 pm
But how can I do it without glue or adhesive or apoxy? crying
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 4:13 pm
By sealing it with a welding tool.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 4:17 pm
Not me. NOOO way.
How about just get someone to sit on it?
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 5:07 pm
I volunteer! *sits on it, then welds it when Lumanny leaves the thread*
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 5:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 5:44 pm
Apparently, Daylight Savings Time ruins my internal clock. My usual insomnia has been even worse lately.
I know, random...
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 1:54 pm
I have no internal clock. It seems to fit with my mental skills, but, like body language receptors, I was born without it.
Another new metaphor: I was telling my satanic friend about how evil one class I took is and how no one ever gets out alive. He said I sure got out alive. But I told him that, like many other things, it broke me and now I am broken.
*Shiver* That class was awful....
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 4:45 pm
I have a similar class: ICT.
It is hell on earth. The coursework deadlines are just unreal. In fact, I have to write 3 more pages tomorrow or I get an F...
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2009 4:48 pm
It was actually Social Studies. But the teacher was scary. She yelled and had this evil laugh and stare and smile and gave huge amounts of work....
It sure broke me like this year's science where the Rubber cement- filled science- fair left me clicking and twitching and talking to my keychain. Now I talk to Johny Thunder for different reasons.
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