Okay then, here is the LONG list of UK cinemas in which the book trailer will be appearing. It’ll be shown in the pre-film adverts- so it won’t be part of the movie trailer section- at selected showings of Harry Potter and the new Narnia. We can’t give specific performance times or dates, unfortunately, so all you can do is HOPE that you pick a screening over the next two weeks where it’ll be shown...
For those of you who won’t get a chance to see it on the big screen, you have my commiserations. If it makes you feel any better- even I won’t be able to see it in a cinema. How much does THAT suck?
But for those of you who DO get to see it, come back here and tell me how it looks, okay?
MIDLANDS
Birmingham VUE
Birmingham AMC Broadway Plaza
Birmingham (Erdington) Showcase
Birmingham Empire
Coventry Showcase
Dudley Showcase
Walsall Showcase
LONDON
Thurrock VUE
Acton VUE
Watford VUE
Harrow VUE
North Finchley VUE
Dagenham VUE
Finchley Road VUE
Shepherd’s Bush VUE
Staines VUE
Croydon (Grants) VUE
Islington VUE
Fulham Broadway VUE
Romford VUE
Wood Green VUE
Westfield VUE
London Piccadilly Apollo
Wimbledon HMV Curzon
Chelsea Cinema
Bluewater Showcase
Newham Showcase
Bromley Empire
London Leicester Square Empire
Sutton Empire
YORKSHIRE
Doncaster VUE
Sheffield VUE
Leeds (Kirstall Road/Cardigan) VUE
Leeds (THE LIGHT) Showcase
Leeds (BIRSTALL) Showcase
NORTH EAST
Hartlepool VUE
Stockton (TEESIDE) Showcase
Newcastle Empire
Sunderland Empire
LANCASHIRE
Bolton VUE
Birkenhead VUE
Cheshire Oaks VUE
Manchester (South Quays) VUE (Red Cinema)
Southport VUE
Bury (The Rock) VUE
Altrincham Apollo
Liverpool Showcase
Wigan Empire
WALES AND WEST
Bristol Cribs VUE
Bristol Longwell Green VUE
Bristol Orpheus
Bristol (AVON MEADS) Showcase
Bristol (CABOT CIRCUS) Cine de Lux
Cardiff VUE
Cardiff (NANTGAWR) Showcase
Swansea VUE
Merthyr Tydfil VUE
Cwmbran VUE
Port Talbot Apollo
CENTRAL SCOTLAND
Edinburgh (OMNI) VUE
Edinburgh (OCEAN) VUE
Livingstone VUE
Glasgow East Showcase
Glasgow (PAISLEY)
Clydebank Empire
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hmm... hmm...
POO!
8¬D
*uses magic yorkshire pudding to free Kallista from the soul catcher, restore her head and make her beautiful again*
weird but cool
Do you have a games console Kallista?
Most of the games that I play are rated M. 22 out of...Maybe 30 something 360 games are.
The rest are rated T.
I have 6 18s, 12 16s and all the rest are 12s, 7s or 3s...
You don't act poor Kallista, you seem normal and happy...
Its me
But i need to go
for supper
brb
Ok Octa...
...What do you mean by 18's 12's 7's...?
Age ratings Mary...
in ireland we consider poor homeless
...Oh.
I brb for maybe 15 mins... so bye for a little bit...
bye then
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happy...
8¬P
guys?
anyone?
kallista?
mary?
Hmmm...
I think that I shall take my leave. Ciao!
larry?
am i larry?
Kallista
you've mentioned this a bit
I just wondered
why don't your parents like you reading?
nooooooooooooo, dont go
oh yeah, i am not sure she is still here
hey octa
bæbæ Mary
hi thrice
take that kallista
twice in a row!
bye mary
she will be angry
octaboona, wanna be in my fanfic?
yeah sure
brb
see ya!
Woe is me!!!
I am reduced to watching Shaun the Sheep (don't ask) for amusement.
Somebody help me.
Sorry about that, I went to get some supper... us posh people in Yorkshire do enjoy Cheddars and Boursin lol...
I'm a loner!
*dies of bordem and lonliness*
*don't die dragona*
*Octaboona enters on a giant space hopper*
BOING!
Hi Dragona
Lol...
We've got 5 days until we break up for Christmas hols...
OCta, you on?
sort of
Hmm...
my internet keeps on freezing
its ok now i think
I broke up on Friday!
*wonders if I already mentioned this*
I BROKE UP ON FRIDAY!
i do like green eggs and ham i do like them sam i am
cool octa
We are breaking up on Friday...
I am Sam
Sam I am
That Sam-I-am!
That Sam-I-am!
I do not like that Sam-I-am!
Do you like
green eggs and ham?
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
I do not like
green eggs and ham.
Would you like them
here or there?
I would not like them
here or there.
I would not like them anywhere.
I do not like
green eggs and ham.
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
Would you like them in a house?
Would you like them with a mouse?
I do not like them
in a house.
I do not like them
with a mouse.
I do not like them
here or there.
I do not like them
anywhere.
I do not like
green eggs and ham.
I do not like them,
Sam-I-am.
Would you eat them
in a box?
Would you eat them
with a fox?
Not in a box.
Not with a fox.
Not in a house.
Not with a mouse.
I would not eat them
here or there.
I would not eat them anywhere.
I would not eat green eggs and ham.
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
i will post full part 1 of my fanfic in a while
Would you? Could you? In a car?
Eat them! Eat them! Here they are.
I would not, could not, in a car.
You may like them. You will see.
You may like them in a tree!
I would not, could not in a tree.
Not in a car! You let me be.
I do not like them in a box.
I do not like them with a fox.
I do not like them in a house.
I do not like them with a mouse.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere.
I do not like green eggs and ham.
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
A train! A train!
A train! A train!
Could you, would you,
on a train?
Not in a train! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! Sam! Let me be!
I would not, could not, in a box.
I could not, would not, with a fox.
I will not eat them with a mouse.
I will not eat them in a house.
I will not eat them here or there.
I will not eat them anywhere.
I do not like green eggs and spam.
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
Say! In the dark?
Here in the dark!
Would you, could you,
in the dark?
I would not, could not, in the dark.
Would you, could you, in the rain?
I would not, could not, in the rain.
Not in the dark. Not on a train.
Not in a car. Not in a tree.
I do not like them, Sam, you see.
Not in a house. Not in a box.
Not with a mouse. Not with a fox.
I will not eat them here or there.
I do not like them anywhere!
You do not like
green eggs and ham?
I do not like them,
Sam-I-am.
Could you, would you,
with a goat?
I would not, could not,
with a goat!
Would you, could you,
on a boat?
I could not, would not,
on a boat.
I will not, will not,
with a goat.
I will not eat them in the rain.
I will not eat them on a train.
Not in the dark! Not in a tree!
Not in a car! You let me be!
I do not like them in a box.
I do not like them with a fox.
I will not eat them in a house.
I do not like them with a mouse.
I do not like them here or there.
I do not like them ANYWHERE!
I do not like green eggs and ham!
I do not like them, Sam-I-am.
You do not like them. So you say.
Try them! Try them!And you may.
Try them and you may, I say.
Sam! If you will let me be,
I will try them. You will see.
Say! I like green eggs and ham!
I do! I like them, Sam-I-am!
And I would eat them in a boat.
And I would eat them with a goat...
And I will eat them in the rain.
And in the dark. And on a train.
And in a car. And in a tree.
They are so good, so good, you see!
So I will eat them in a box.
And I will eat them with a fox.
And I will eat them in a house.
And I will eat them with a mouse.
And I will eat them here and there.
Say! I will eat them ANYWHERE!
I do so like
green eggs and ham!
Thank you!
Thank you, Sam-I-am!
Hmm...
Go Dr. Seuss!
@Thrice
I suppose I should warn you but I LOVE Dr. Seuus
I will now go crazy about him!
I apologise in advance for any adverse effects!
Hi Nicolette, Lol Octa...
Dragona I think you may be going insane, There is no Nicolette here right now only Octa :P
Reading The Lorax!
No, you are here Nicolette :P
Brb, signing in on laptop downstairs...
Pfft, there it is again ... I reckon he is going insane
I went insane milleniums ago :D
fox in sockx, knox in box
chicks with bricks come, chicks with blocks come#
chicks with bricks and blocks and clocks come
THE LORAX
At the far end of town
where the Grickle-grass grows
and the wind smells slow-and-sour when it blows
and no birds ever sing excepting old crows...
is the Street of the Lifted Lorax.
And deep in the Grickle-grass, some people say,
if you look deep enough you can still see, today,
where the Lorax once stood
just as long as it could
before somebody lifted the Lorax away.
What was the Lorax?
And why was it there?
And why was it lifted and taken somewhere
from the far end of town where the Grickle-grass grows?
The old Once-ler still lives here.
Ask him. He knows.
You won't see the Once-ler.
Don't knock at his door.
He stays in his Lerkim on top of his store.
He lurks in his Lerkim, cold under the roof,
where he makes his own clothes
out of miff-muffered moof.
And on special dank midnights in August,
he peeks
out of the shutters
and sometimes he speaks
and tells how the Lorax was lifted away.
He'll tell you, perhaps...
if you're willing to pay.
On the end of a rope
he lets down a tin pail
and you have to toss in fifteen cents
and a nail
and the shell of a great-great-great-
grandfather snail.
Then he pulls up the pail,
makes a most careful count
to see if you've paid him
the proper amount.
Then he hides what you paid him
away in his Snuvv,
his secret strange hole
in his gruvvulous glove.
Then he grunts, "I will call you by Whisper-ma-Phone,
for the secrets I tell you are for your ears alone."
SLUPP!
Down slupps the Whisper-ma-Phone to your ear
and the old Once-ler's whispers are not very clear,
since they have to come down
through a snergelly hose,
and he sounds
as if he had
smallish bees up his nose.
"Now I'll tell you,"he says, with his teeth sounding gray,
"how the Lorax got lifted and taken away...
It all started way back...
such a long, long time back...
Way back in the days when the grass was still green
and the pond was still wet
and the clouds were still clean,
and the song of the Swomee-Swans rang out in space...
one morning, I came to this glorious place.
And I first saw the trees!
The Truffula Trees!
The bright-colored tufts of the Truffula Trees!
Mile after mile in the fresh morning breeze.
And, under the trees, I saw Brown Bar-ba-loots
frisking about in their Bar-ba-loot suits
as they played in the shade and ate Truffula fruits.
From the rippulous pond
came the comfortable sound
of the Humming-Fish humming
while splashing around.
But those trees! Those trees!
Those Truffula Trees!
All my life I'd been searching
for trees such as these.
The touch of their tufts
was much softer than silk.
And they had the sweet smell
of fresh butterfly milk.
I felt a great leaping
of joy in my heart.
I knew just what I'd do!
I unloaded my cart.
In no time at all, I had built a small shop.
Then I chopped down a Truffula Tree with one chop.
Socks
Box
Knox
Know in box.
Fox in socks.
Knox on fox
in socks in box.
Socks on Knox
and Knox in box.
Fox in socks
on box on Knox.
Chicks with bricks come.
Chicks with blocks come.
Chicks with Bricks and
blocks and clocks come.
Look, sir. Look, sir.
Mr Knox, sir.
Let's do tricks with
bricks and blocks, sir.
Let;s do tricks with
chicks and clocks, sir.
First, I'll make a
quick trick brick stack.
Then I'll make a
quick trick block stack.
You can make a
quick trick chick stack.
You can make a
trick clock stack.
And here's a
new trick, Mr Knox....
Socks on chicks
and chicks on fox.
Fox on clocks
on bricks and blocks.
bricks and blocks
on Knox on blocks.
Now we come to
ticks and tocks, sir.
Try to say this
Mr Knox, sir....
Clocks on fox tick.
Clocks on Knox tock.
Six sick bricks tick.
Six sick chicks tock.
Please, sir. I don't
like this trick, sir.
My tongue isn't
quick or slick, sir.
I get all those
ticks and clocks, sir,
mixed up with the
chicks and tocks, sir.
I can't do it, Mr. Fox, sir.
I'm so sorry,
Mr. Knox sir.
Here's and easy
game to play.
Here's an easy
thing to say...
New socks.
Two socks.
Whose socks?
Sue's socks.
Who sews whose socks?
Sue sews Sue's socks.
Who sees who sew
whose new socks, sir?
You see Sue sew
Sue's new socks, sir.
That's not easy,
Mr. Fox, sir.
Who comes?
Crow comes.
Slow Joe Crow comes.
Who sews crow's clothes?
Sue sews crow's clothes.
Slow Joe Crow
sews whose clothes?
Sue;s clothes.
Sue sews socks of
fox in socks now.
Slow Joe Crow sews
Knox in box now.
Sue sews rose
on Slow Joe Crow's clothes.
Fox sews hose
on Slow Joe Crow's nose
Hose goes.
Rose frows.
Nose hose goes some.
Crow's rose grows some.
Mr Fox!
I hate this game, sir.
This game makes
my tongue quite lame, sir.
Mr. Knox, sir,
what a shame, sir.
We'll find something
new to do now.
Here is lots of
new blue goo now.
New goo. Blue goo.
Gooey. Goeey.
Blue goo, New goo.
Gluey. Gluey.
Gooey goo
for chewy chewing!
That's what that
Goo-Goose is doing
Do you choose to
chew goo, too, sir?
If, sir, you, sir,
choose to chew, sir,
with the Goo-Goose,
chew, sir. Do, sir.
Mr. Fox, sir,
I won't do it.
I can't say it.
I won't chew it.
Very well, sir.
Step this way.
We'll find another
game to play.
And with great skillful skill and with great speedy speed,
I took the soft tuft, and I knitted a Thneed!
The instant I'd finished, I heard a ga-Zump!
I looked.
I saw something pop out of the stump
of the tree I'd chopped down. It was sort of a man.
Describe him?... That's hard. I don't know if I can.
He was shortish. And oldish.
And brownish. And mossy.
And he spoke with a voice
that was sharpish and bossy.
"Mister!" he said with a sawdusty sneeze,
"I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees.
I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues.
And I'm asking you, sir, at the top if my lungs"-
he was very upset as he shouted and puffed-
"What's that THING you've made out of my Truffula tuft?"
"Look, Lorax," I said."There's no cause for alarm.
I chopped just one tree. I am doing no harm.
I'm being quite useful. This thing is a Thneed.
A Thneed's a Fine-Something-That-All-People-Need!
It's a shirt. It's a sock. It's a glove, It's a hat.
But it has other uses. Yes, far beyond that.
You can use it for carpets. For pillows! For sheets!
Or curtains! Or covers for bicycle seats!"
The Lorax said,
"Sir! You are crazy with greed.
There is no one on earth
who would buy that fool Thneed!"
But the very next minute I proved he was wrong.
For, just at that minute, a chap came along,
and he thought the Thneed I had knitted was great.
He happily bought it for three ninety-eight
I laughed at the Lorax, "You poor stupid guy!
You never can tell what some people will buy."
"I repeat," cried the Lorax,
"I speak for the trees!"
"I'm busy," I told him.
"Shut up, if you please."
I rushed 'cross the room, and in no time at all,
built a radio-phone. I put in a quick call.
I called all my brothers and uncles and aunts
and I said, "Listen here! Here's a wonderful chance
for the whole Once-ler Family to get mighty rich!
Get over here fast! Take the road to North Nitch.
Turn left at Weehawken. Sharp right at South Stitch."
And, in no time at all,
in the factory I built,
the whole Once-ler Family
was working full tilt.
We were all knitting Thneeds
just as busy as bees,
to the sound of the chopping
of Truffula Trees.
Then...
Oh! Baby! Oh!
How my business did grow!
Now, chopping one tree
at a time
was too slow.
So I quickly invented my Super-Axe-Hacker
which whacked off four Truffula Trees at one smacker.
We were making Thneeds
four times as fast as before!
And that Lorax?...
He didn't show up any more.
But the next week
he knocked
on my new office door.
Bim comes.
Ben comes.
Bim bringgs Ben broom.
Ben brings Bim broom.
Ben bends Bim's broom.
Bim bends Ben's broom,
Bim's bends,
Ben's bends.
Ben's bent broom breaks.
Bim's bent broom breaks.
Ben's band. Bim's band.
Big bands. Pig bands.
Bim and Ben lead
bands with brooms.
Ben's band bangs
and Bim's band booms.
Pig band! Boom band!
Big band! Broom band!
My poor mouth can't
say that. No Sir.
My pooor mouth is
much too slow, sir.
Well then...
bring your mouth this way.
I'll find it something
it can say.
Luke Luck likes lakes.
Luke's duck likes lakes.
Luke luck licks lakes.
Luke's duck licks lakes.
Duck takes licks
in lakes Luke Luck likes.
Luke Luck takes licks
in lakes duck likes.
I can't blah
such blibber blubber!
My tongue isn't
made of runner.
Mr. Knox. Now
come now. Come now.
You don't have to
be so dumb now....
Try to say this,
Mr, Knox, please....
Through three cheese trees
three free fleas flew.
While these fleas flew,
freezy breeze blew.
Freezy breeze made
these three trees freeze.
Freezy trees made
these trees' cheese freeze
That's what made these
three free fleas sneeze.
Stop it! Stop it!
That;s enough, sir.
I can't say
such silly stuff, sir.
Very well, then
Mr. Knox, sir.
Let's have a little talk
about tweetle beetles....
What do you know
about tweetle beetles?
well...
When tweetle beetles fight,
it's called
a tweetle beetle battle.
And when they
battle in a puddle,
it's a tweetle
beetle puddle battle.
AND when tweetle beetles
battle with paddles in a puddle,
they call it a tweetle
beetle puddle paddle battle.
AND...
When beetles battle beetles
in a puddle paddle battle
and the beetle battle puddle
is a puddle in a bottle...
...they call this
a tweetle beetle
bottle puddle
paddle battle muddle.
AND...
When beetles
fight these battles
in a bottle
with their paddles
and the bottle's
on a poodle
and the poodle's
eating noodles...
...they call this
a muddle puddle
tweetle poodle
beetle noodle
bottle paddle battle.
AND...
Now wait
a minute
Mr. Socks Fox!
When a fox is
in the bottle where
the tweetle beetls battle
with their paddles
in a puddle on a
noodle-eating poodle.
THIS is what they call...
...a tweetle beetle
noodle poodle bottles
paddled muddled duddled
fuddled wuddled
fox in sockx, sir!
Fox in socks,
our game us done, sir.
Thank you for
a lot of fun, sir
Back...
Is it like a poem-off?
He snapped, "I am the Lorax who speaks for the trees
which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please.
But I'm also in charge of the Brown Bar-ba-loots
who played in the shade in their Bar-ba-loot suits
and happily lived, eating Truffula Fruits.
"NOW... thanks to your hacking my trees to the ground,
there's not enought Truffula Fruit to go 'round.
And my poor Bar-ba-loots are all getting the crummies
because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies!
"They loved living here. But I can't let them stay.
They'll have to find food. And I hope that they may.
Good luck, boys," he cried. And he sent them away.
I, the old Once-ler, felt sad
as I watched them all go.
BUT...
business is business!
And business must grow
regardless of crummies in tummies, you know.
I meant no harm. I most truly did not.
But I had to grow bigger.So bigger I got.
I biggered my factory. I biggered my roads.
I biggered my wagons. I biggered the loads
of the Thneeds I shipped out. I was shipping them forth
to the South! To the East! To the West! To the North!
I went right on biggering... selling more Thneeds.
And I biggered my money, which everyone needs.
Then again he came back! I was fixing some pipes
when that old-nuisance Lorax came back with more gripes.
"I am the Lorax," he coughed and he whiffed.
He sneezed and he snuffled. He snarggled. He sniffed.
"Once-ler!" he cried with a cruffulous croak.
"Once-ler! You're making such smogulous smoke!
My poor Swomee-Swans... why, they can't sing a note!
No one can sing who has smog in his throat.
"And so," said the Lorax,
"-please pardon my cough-
they cannot live here.
So I'm sending them off.
"Where will they go?...
I don't hopefully know.
They may have to fly for a month... or a year...
To escape from the smog you've smogged up around here.
What's more," snapped the Lorax. (His dander was up.)
"Let me say a few words about Gluppity-Glupp.
Your machine chugs on, day and night without stop
making Gluppity-Glupp. Also Schloppity-Schlopp.
And what do you do with this leftover goo?...
I'll show you. You dirty old Once-ler man, you!
"You're glumping the pond where the Humming-Fish hummed!
No more can they hum, for their gills are all gummed.
So I'm sending them off. Oh, their future is dreary.
They'll walk on their fins and get woefully weary
in search of some water that isn't so smeary."
And then I got mad.
I got terribly mad.
I yelled at the Lorax, "Now listen here, Dad!
All you do is yap-yap and say, 'Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!'
Well, I have my rights, sir, and I'm telling you
I intend to go on doing just what I do!
And, for your information, you Lorax, I'm figgering
On biggering
and BIGGERING
andBIGGERING
and BIGGERING,
turning MORE Truffula Trees into Thneeds
which everyone, EVERYONE, EVERYONE needs!"
And at that very moment, we heard a loud whack!
From outside in the fields came a sickening smack
of an axe on a tree. Then we heard the tree fall.
The very last Truffula Tree of them all!
No more trees. No more Thneeds. No more work to be done.
So, in no time, my uncles and aunts, every one,
all waved me good-bye. They jumped into my cars
and drove away under the smoke-smuggered stars.
Now all that was left 'neath the bad smelling-sky
was my big empty factory...
the Lorax...
and I.
The Lorax said nothing. Just gave me a glance...
just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance...
as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants.
And I'll never forget the grim look on his face
when he heisted himself and took leave of this place,
through a hole in the smog, without leaving a trace.
And all that the Lorax left here in this mess
was a small pile of rocks, with one word...
"UNLESS."
Whatever that meant, well, I just couldn't guess.
That was long, long ago.
But each day since that day
I've sat here and worried
and worried away.
Through the years, while my buildings
have fallen apart,
I've worried about it
with all of my heart.
"But now," says the Once-ler,
"Now that you're here,
the word of the Lorax seems perfectly clear.
UNLESS someone like you
cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better.
It's not.
"SO...
Catch!" calls the Once-ler.
He lets something fall.
"It's a Truffula Seed.
It's the last one of all!
You're in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds.
And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs.
Plant a new Truffula.Treat it with care.
Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.
Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack.
Then the Lorax
and all of his friends
may come back."
Hmm...
Since everyone is writing poems... what should I do one about? Cheese?
Primeval is coming back :D
Everyone dead?
*looks around where there has been a huge explosion*
AAAAHHHH THE LONER EXPLOSION!
The Lonocolipse!
Octa, Nicolette, Thrice, Kallista, Flo, Lizzy, Sarthacus? WHERE THE HELL IS EVERYONE?
*walks along the ruins, wonders if anyone is alive*
*sees no one*
*everyone has gone, no evidence of anyone*
Umm...
...Hey again!
The Lorax was always my favourite...I wish I owned the book actually...
*Octa and Mary walk along*
Hi guys...
Apparantly I have a high chance of being a Schizotypal...
I'm here
But Thrice has got me started on Dr. Seuss
So I'm reading again.
It's like a good addiction!
I'll be obsessed now for about a week.
And then I shall return to normal Seuss reading levels.
I do this sometimes.
Schizotypal?
Where is everyone?
Apparantly Schizotypal is a step below Schizophrenic...I think.
What's Schizotpal?
The Lorax is my favourite too.
Then Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are
Green Eggs and Ham
Horton Hears a Who.
Those are the 4 I know of by heart!!!
I've heart of Horton Hears a Who, Cat in the Hat and a few others that I can't think of out of the top of my head...
Schizotypal Personality Disorder is a condition characterized by acute discomfort with, and reduced capacity for, close relationships as well as by cognitive or perceptual distortions and eccentricities of behavior. This disorder is only diagnosed when these behaviors become persistent and very disabling or distressing. This disorder should not be diagnosed if the distrust and suspiciousness occurs exclusively during the course of Schizophrenia, a Mood Disorder With Psychotic Features, or another Psychotic Disorder or if it is due to the direct physiological effects of a neurological (e.g., temporal lobe epilepsy) or other general medical condition.
Ah... I doubt you have that Mary...
In response to stress, individuals with this disorder may experience very brief psychotic episodes (lasting minutes to hours). If the psychotic episode lasts longer, this disorder may actually develop into Brief Psychotic Disorder, Schizophreniform Disorder, Delusional Disorder or Schizophrenia. Individuals with this disorder are at increased risk for Major Depressive Disorder. Other Personality Disorders (especially Schizoid, Paranoid, Avoidant, and Borderline) often co-occur with this disorder.
...I also was apparantly at a high risk for Schizoid, Paranoid, and Avoident...
Hi Kallista, please change your name back to Kallista Pendragon - The Beautiful Zombie Godess... I used my magic yorkshire pudding, remember?
Like I said earlier Dragona I was never here your imagining me :P
This disorder may first appear in childhood and adolescence with solitariness, poor peer relationships, social anxiety, underachievement in school, hypersensitivity, peculiar thoughts and language, and bizarre fantasies. These children may appear ?odd? or ?eccentric? and attract teasing. The course of this disorder is chronic. Only a small proportion of individuals with this disorder go on to develop Schizophrenia or another Psychotic Disorder.
KALLISTA! ... If I was here and not just your imagination I would say Hey
Lol Nicolette...
Mary, I'm sure you don't have that thingy-majigy...
Anyone?
I have a weird chest condition where sometimes I get a build up of air in my chest and when it can't built up anymore it sort of pops its hard to explain, its uncomftorble
other then that I'm perfect .... LOL!!
You? Perfect?
*laughs*
Good one Nicolette.
I know :D I found it pretty funny to ... I couldn't keep a straight face whilst typing it
but I guess it could happen ...
one day...
in the future...
the FAR future...
Lol :P
Two words to what you said Kallista: Pobodies Nerfect...
.... I haven't experienced it since year 7 ...
it rarely happens ....
NOT AS PERFECT AS YOU THOUGH KALLISTA .... love the new name ....
'Hmm' what to change mine to
Nice name btw...
I wouldn't change it Nicolette... but that's just me...
No idea where Skylara and Flo are... Mary just left, when she was talking about some thingy-majigy...
Hmmm the computer hardrive makes a good toe warmer
brb ... I WANNA RE WARM MY HAND WARMER :D
It was a grusome story lol... but good...
KAllista, you still there?
Da
ragona I haven't been on my xbox for 3 days .... in those 3 days I have 'killed' no one ...
this is my way of making up for it .... being grusome
Get GoldenEye... you get at least 10 kills a match...
hmmm bread .... shh don't tell mum
Hmmm my hand warmer will be ready any time now
Lol, bread... one of the most random things ever...
Why are you going to run away Kallista?
Sorry Kallista
I will try and stay on now.
...That was confusing...
I have a popping rib!
And why don't your parents like you reading?
Don't run away!!! PLEASE!
... My mum hates me reading .... I'm glued and I do nothing other then read till I'm finished ...
she flips!
I have benign rolandic epilepsy.
Well I used to anyway. But I have "grown out" of it.
MEIN HERZ BRENNT UND HEUTE NACHT WURDE ICH ASSASSINS CREED ZWEI SPIELEN!
I GOT FIRST ON PAGE TWICE IN A ROW!
AHHHHHHHHHH! *falls ou of chair* ...in my room I have carpet ... sitting room wood :/
Kallista, don't run away, you can't take a computer with you, you might not be happy, but you will get to visit these places some day...
*Travels to exotic places*
I'd love to do that.
...I hate my rib. SO much.
My friend's going to Kenya! :(
I want to go to!
A popping rib mary?
It's similar to regular epilepsy but there is NO chance of dying from it :)
Lol Sarthacus...
Guys? I'm here too, you know!
*hands Kallista a watermelon*
We ran out of bananas... I'm sure you can find a way to fit them in their ears though...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9d8qqVDJLGU
My rib...Um...Moves? Shifts. Pops. However you'd like to say it.
Hi Sarthacus...
Mary! You popped a rib? I sympathise with you!
*coughs*
He said something about the start of Assassin's Creed...
OH NO!!! ... My hand warmers not doing anything
Lol Nicolette...
*screams and falls on the floor as mum celebrates rather loudly xfactors results*
Assasains Creed 2 I think.
Kallista?
Can the post self delete now?
Samurai? Aren't they like dead?
No, I didn't pop a rib. My rib moves. Constantly. When I move to the side, it pops and when I move back it pops again...It's a kind of...I don't know.
*recovers from her mini heart attack*
TO CHECK MY HANDWARMER dun nu nu naaaaaaaa
Weird Mary...
Lol Nicolette...
Hope you recover Mary.
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...Ya, I don't really think you'll find a samurai...How about a kendo instructor? Or a shoalin master?
Or...A sumo wrestler?
Lol... Kallista and a Sumo wrestler...
Ok Kallista, what happened?
...I don't really think it can recover...I think for worse cases you can get surgery or something...I think it's called slipping rib syndrom.
awwwww Byee Kallista
Bye Kallista
Sorry about the argument.
@ Mary
Can you add me as author to We The Kings.
I have put my email adress on the lastest comment.
Bye Kallista...
*address
Bye Kallista...
@Octaboona:
Give me but a moment...
If Matt wins the Xfactor I fear my mums screams may turn me deaf
*sighs*
Stay on here for a bit Kallista...
Kallista remain calm hold it all in ten take it out on your pillow and call her all the names under the sun when out of hearing distance ... thats what I do
...'Kay, Octaboona you've been invited.
ekk my mums screaming at me to quiet my typing becuase Matts singing ...
I fear she loves this Matt more then me
What? She's making you leave?
Lol Nicolette...
Stay Kallista!! Please!
BOOYA BABY!! *does happy dance*
Oh I did it again!
*Sighs* I'm bored...
Well that's good Kallista...
So am I Mary...
ahhhhh my hand warmers nice and toasty
OW OW OW TOO HOT TO HOT
Lol Nicolette...
Thanks Mary
Is anyone writing the next part yet?
I'm not good at entertaining people... I'm more likely to sit down in my little black bubble of depression lol... Kallista, just calm down, think happy thoughts...
I never knew I had 20 followers on my blog... it's fame is spreading :P
I NEED MORE BLEACH!!!!
Kubo-Sama is so mean...Ending the chapters the way he does...And MM-chan was moving so she can't update her fanfiction...And Alice Hattercandy-chan is always slow to updatee...And...And...The 4th movie won't be subbed for awhile.
DOUSHITE!!!
*Octaboona juggles unicyles standing on an orange*
Who's MM-Chan?
Ummm...Hellboy said he was, but that was forever and a day ago...
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