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jesse4987

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Last Login: 07/15/2013 11:07 pm
Member Since: 06/22/2007

Location: USA
Gender: Female
Birthday: 11/10

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Favorite Movies/Anime: Panda

Favorite TV Shows: PaNdaS

Favorite Reads: PADAZ

Favorite Music/Bands: Panda PaNdA PANDAZ

Hobbies/Interests: SiNgiNg!![u]PanDaZ[/u]PANDAS!!Softball![b]PandaZ[/b]

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PanDaZ!!

Hey!

Hey Guys and Girls,
You all know how it feels when you're talking to someone online,and your mom is standing right behind you, reading every word
that appears on the screen.
Then, of course, the person swears or talks
about how much they love you,or they're your crush or something and your mom reads it and tells you to get offline that instant and not talk to that person anymore.
Well, what can we do about that?
To solve this problem,we have now started the 'code 9' system. In code 9, you simply
type the number '9' when your parent or sibling is watching over your shoulder as you type. The person you're talking to will know what you're talking about,and start a conversation on homework or something.
When your parent or sibling leaves,type '99' to let the person know that they are gone,so you can begin a normal conversation again.
Please send this to everyone you know so that code 9 can go into effect. PLEASE: Copy and
paste this. Its so much easier this way. WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

I heart PaDaS!!

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You cry. I cry. You laugh. I laugh. You jump off a cliff. I laugh even harder. xp

Wana draw a panda for me? pweez......

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Mouzeeez!

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Report | 03/15/2009 10:29 am

kittyblack_13

aloooo....long time i dont in here =^-^= how are you been??

Report | 02/09/2009 12:17 pm

work13

Nice avatar in the arena

Report | 01/27/2009 11:03 pm

gummyfrog

I have finished your avatar!

it will be on page 5 post 5

if you need the link to the store here it is

A Gummy tektek shoppe

I hope you likey! User Image

Report | 01/11/2009 5:32 am

Morning Gaze

Hey im frm the Shiny Name shop and I sent the order a while ago but u haven't accepted the trade.

Report | 01/07/2009 3:40 pm

tadase-king chara

hi came by visit

Report | 01/05/2009 7:40 pm

tadase-king chara

hi came by visit

Report | 01/02/2009 3:00 am

Galadriel of Lorien

Sorry it has taken so long to reply; I don't get on Gaia much anymore. If you haven't noticed, Justis and I have taken the Eric video off of YouTube. Things were getting out of hand with it. A few of the populars at school were mad at us because they thought that they should have been mentioned in the video, although it was mostly them who were calling him fat, ugly, and a bunch of other s**t. Then, because everyone now knew how close we were to Eric, they blamed us for the suicide. They said if I had told him I loved him, and Justis hadn't told him I didn't, he would still be alive. I've thought about this myself, but decided that it was best the way it happened. To me, Eric was like a brother; to Eric, I was the irriplacable love of his life.

The day we got the letters about the dead seventh grader, my thoughts immediately went to Eric. He hadn't been to school all week, and Justis told me (somewhat reluctantly) that he and Eric had gotten in a fight about me the night before. I thought, maybe, Eric might be the one dead. Justis thought my suspicions were wrong, until I called Eric. A women whose voice I didn't recognize picked up the phone. I asked if I could talk to Eric. She said he wasn't there. I then asked, (shaking severely), "Where is he?". I nearly dropped my phone when I heard the reply; "I'm sorry, hun, but Eric committed suicide last night." I burst into tears, wailing and gasping, and closed my cell phone.

It was then, when I was crying and thinking, that I realized I didn't love him. All the love notes he wrote to me, where he poured his heart and soul out, held no meaning for me. The nickname he had come up with for me in stories and such, now sounded like something evil (Emina). All the hours he spent with Justis, talking about me, were wasted. He loved me SO much, and I never returned the favor. Yet somehow, I was glad I didn't.

On occasion, I try to believe I loved him as more than a friend, but when I do, it feels like I'm lying, trying to cover up the dirty truth.

At first, I tried to show how much I was hurting; that's when Justis and I made the video. But for the next week, for the few hours I actually slept, I had nightmares about him. His face loomed in the dark, begging his Emina to love him, and I tried to run away. Voices I didn't recognize, screaming it was all my fault. His family dressed in black, glaring at me as if I was something poisoneous.

It came to the point that, when I came back to school and saw his face plastered on everyones' agendas and lockers, I wanted nothing more than to rip off the heads of anyone who even mentioned his name.

I was actually scared of him, or rather, his memory.

It only made things worse when, at the funeral, I saw a picture on the picture board of a plank of wood that had "Eric R. and Emina Forever" written across it in big bold letters, and the same thing on a large tree. The Robins' noticed my reaction to the picture, so they asked who I was. Madyson Clifford's mother (who was my ride there) told them, since I was still bawling, and, no sooner had she said it, I was in a tight-wrapped hug with Robin Robin. Most of the Robins' tried to comfort me, saying it wasn't my fault. Except Eric's mother, who had me fixed in that poisoneous 'You killed my son' sort of look from my dream.

A few days later, the Robins brought up my name during the investigation. I got a phone call fom the Police Department, saying they were calling me in for interrogation.

(At this point in the story, I'd like to point out the fact that I've never been allowed on YouTube before, and everything I'd done was done in secret.)

Of course, my mother just HAD to come during interrogation with the police. And the police just HAD to mention the YouTube. I swear, I've never wanted more than to just curl up and die than in that single moment.

My punishment is a different story, and can be told another time.

Please, do not think I am saying all this just to make you ups