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 Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 4:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 4:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 11:54 am
(( ^_^ yes very good, i don't have any writing skill myself))
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 7:47 pm
maybe not, but that could just be because you never practice or had to do a lot of writing assignments in elementary school I even have a story in french, it's called 'A diary of a dead girl'. it's about a girl that dies and each entry describes events that she goes through while she's a ghost. I'm not telling you what happens at the end though, because it's a huge twist
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.Vindicated.Of.Sanity. Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 2:38 am
Silent Windstar maybe not, but that could just be because you never practice or had to do a lot of writing assignments in elementary school I even have a story in french, it's called 'A diary of a dead girl'. it's about a girl that dies and each entry describes events that she goes through while she's a ghost. I'm not telling you what happens at the end though, because it's a huge twist Are we even still doing that? Man, the two writing blocks on Thursday was really nice back in September... And she really pronounces 'guild' as 'guide'? Woah... But I think I may perhaps own you, Si, in the category of proper term-ness.
And why is it that nobody is ever online at two-thirty-seven am? Really, now, what is wrong with you people? Haha...
Oh, and good work. But I get to read it before everyone else in this guild, so I'm special xd . Haha. Just kidding. The day I become special is the day of the Apocalypse.
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 1:03 pm
.Vindicated.Of.Sanity. Silent Windstar maybe not, but that could just be because you never practice or had to do a lot of writing assignments in elementary school I even have a story in french, it's called 'A diary of a dead girl'. it's about a girl that dies and each entry describes events that she goes through while she's a ghost. I'm not telling you what happens at the end though, because it's a huge twist Are we even still doing that? Man, the two writing blocks on Thursday was really nice back in September... And she really pronounces 'guild' as 'guide'? Woah... But I think I may perhaps own you, Si, in the category of proper term-ness.
And why is it that nobody is ever online at two-thirty-seven am? Really, now, what is wrong with you people? Haha...
Oh, and good work. But I get to read it before everyone else in this guild, so I'm special xd . Haha. Just kidding. The day I become special is the day of the Apocalypse.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 4:04 pm
uh... I hit writer's block... so that story isn't going to be continued for a while. instead... I will no be featuring "Adventure of the Closet of... Something" !!! Courtney thinks that this is one of the most hilarious things that I've ever come up with. Well, let's just say that it's the side affect of a sitting on the sidelines during a double block of PE...
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 4:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 4:02 pm
((yay! hey wanna know who I am in that story? i bet you do....got a thought in ur mind? if you said guy who sits next to cody in bio then ur right! yay you and me!))
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 8:21 pm
lol, I had no idea. Anyways, is this insane or what? heh... Martin's so stupid... and Cody's the guy... Jacquie's the girl... Cody doesn't take bio... oh well. it doesn't really matter, it's all just random insanity anyways.
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.Vindicated.Of.Sanity. Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 11:51 pm
Aww! No more writing class! crying Haha. Too bad.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:19 pm
((yeah... that was sad...))
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 11:03 am
(( AHAHAHAHAHA OMG silent! look at the last post on the last page and the top one on this page! i think some1 had some fun with you *looks at karma* want me to change it back? ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 8:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 9:59 pm
((I got bored and just felt like writing something. So, I guess I'll start it.))
Tori threw her arms up into the air in exasperation.
"This stupid thing!" She yelled out to no one in particular. It wasn't every day that she got that angry, but things had been getting on her nerves lately. So far, the only thing keeping her from blowing up was her common sense. Suddenly there was a cracking sound, and the thing in her hands shattered.
Letting out a growl of anger, she sent a fist into the wall.
"Dammit!" She yelled, pounding at the wall a few more for good measure.
Why? Why now, when she was almost finished? Did the stupid thing break just to spite her? It wasn't like it was a living object, just a glass ornament that she had been painting for Deki.
Deki. Her heart warmed when she thought of him, and she gazed up at the ceiling with a dreamy look in her shining blue eyes. Her gaze softened, a sad feeling welling up in her chest.
"Who am I kidding?" She mumbled, pushing herself back from the desk and standing up. Deki wouldn't even spare her a glance when he bumped into her in the hallway, so why on earth would he accept a gift from her?.
She looked down at the shards of glass that she held tightly in her hands. No, she was too plain for the guy, she really needed to get over him but...
A sharp pain in her hand jolted her out of her thoughts. Looking down again, she saw that she had managed to get some of the glass embedded into her palm.
"Oh, that is just great. Uhuh, just absolutely MARVELOUS." She snarled, and dropped the bits of glass into the trash before inspecting the wound. She went to the bathroom, got a pair of tweezers, and sat herself down at her desk once more. Poking and prodding, she eventually got the bits of glass out, and threw them spitefully into the trash with their fellows.
Leaning back in relief, she forgot about the broken back, and soon found herself sprawled on the floor.
"DAMMIT!!!" She yelled, and pulled herself up with the desk, and dusted herself off. Note to self: Kill chair.
Tori had an unfortunate history of having accidents like that. Her friends said that she had gravity problems. She said that THEY would have problems soon if they didn't shut up about it. They usually shut up after that, especially if it was accompanied by her infamous glare.
Bright blue eyes stared at the damage she had caused. "Whoops... I hope mom doesn't come home soon." She said, rubbing the back of her head nervously with a paint covered hand; luckily, the paint was dry. Sighing, she resigned herself to her horrible fate. It looked like she had quite a clean up job ahead of her...
(( and there we go. I might continue, but I honestly have no clue where it would be going... oh well. You guys can add to it. If you do, I want someone to do something nasty to Deki... And I really have no idea whether this is middle ages/renaissance or present day... Oh well...))
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