Ohhh, all those lovely Doctor Who stories, all in one place! And look what ELSE arrived in the same box...
Toys! Wonderful, wonderful TOYS!
I was indeed a happy writer.
So what else have I been up to lately? Well, I've been writing, amazingly enough. I have taken two weeks off Book Nine to focus on coming up with new stories for Armageddon-Outta-Here (haw!) which'll be out next summer.
As a sample of what the new stories will feature, we're talking the Dead Men in the Wild West, the story of how Valkyrie met Caelan, a Billy-Ray Sanguine solo adventure, and Skulduggery Pleasant and Gordon Edgley at a horror-themed masquerade ball, set 25 years ago.
Time is tight, deadlines are onrushing, but I'm having FUN, so none of it seems quite like work. And hopefully it never will.
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*blinks*
I feel as if something serious is happening.
*shrugs*
Ravel: *comes down* has anyone seen Zaf?
*Priya points to the form on the ground, with a hint of disappointment in the girl*
*She goes to Sir and tugs on his sleeve, trying to get his attention*
...
Yes, Ms. Priya?
Ravel: *picks her up gently* Hey wake up.
*coughs* I'm awake.
Ravel: did you....did....Tumblesoz?
((Zaf- fyi, if Trip finds out you broke into his bar, you're going to sooo get a speech. Because, I don't think he appreciates that people do that in RP :P))
*She points to the snowman, then to the head of which is in her arms*
*She holds it out for him to put up*
Nah I didn't touch the stuff
Ravel: ... Right. *carries to treehouse*
(Ha yeah but I'll probably tune it out
...
*sighs, and takes the snowman head*
*walks over to the body, and gently places the head on it*
Happy, Ms. Priya?
((...That isn't very kind, Zaf. I don't think he means it in character. I think he actually doesn't like it...))
*Priya nods, elated, then hugs Sir*
*She works on putting her scarf on the snowman, standing on her tip-toes*
(.........right. Well. So that is what it is.
...
Wonderful, Ms. Priya.
*Priya nods again, tapping her chin*
*She eyes Sir's hat*
...
Ms. Priya, my hat is my hat. I understand you wish to finish your snowman, but...
*Priya, shakes her hand at him*
*She sits in the snow, and keeps looking at his hat, shaping a strikingly similar one made of snow*
*She adds a few details to it, then sets the snow-hat delicately on the snowman's head*
*She smiles*
Well, it looks lovely, Ms. Priya.
*She signs* "Thank you, Sir. I couldn't have even finished it without your assistance."
*She curtsies*
It was hardly assistance, Ms. Priya.
*She laughs inaudibly* "I was too short to reach the top of that snowman. Without your reaching it, if wouldn't be completed.
But if you insist....
In any case- would you like to do something?"
...
If I must be honest, no, not entirely.
I would rather stay on the lookout for more souls getting lost in snow drifts.
...
*She peers at him* "You think you're hilarious...
Unless you were being serious. In which case, I have to ask- have you found anyone besides me?"
Thankfully, no.
Say, Ms. Priya, do you plan on returning home for the holidays?
*She pauses* "Why do you ask?"
(I wasnt even here but...i am going i have choir)
I was merely curious, Ms. Priya. You do not have to answer if you do not wish to.
((Okay, Zaf! *hugs*))
*Priya shifts nervously* "Well, the boys, Tzipora and Kerra have to go back Saturday... But I might stay a little here a little longer...
..."
*She pulls her high-collared shirt higher around her neck in a nervous move*
"Is that a bother?"
Of course not, Ms. Priya. Family is important, et cetera et cetera.
*She nods* "Well, Adra is the only family I have... I think I'd rather be here, actually, then back at home."
Well, it is certainly your choice, Ms. Priya.
*Priya nods, then shifts her weight from foot to foot*
"So... Do you like marshmallows?"
Erm...
No, Ms. Priya.
*Priya looks shocked*
*She thinks*
"Why don't you ever eat, Sir?"
Ah, Ms. Priya, but I do.
*Priya gets on her tippy toes again, peering closely at his eyes- searching for any signs of false words*
"Why don't we ever see you?"
*raises his eyebrows at her*
Because you do not, Ms. Priya.
*Priya looks annoyed by his evasive remarks, but lets it go nonetheless*
*She hugs her sleeves, and picks up a snowball*
...
I do apologize if I irritated you, Ms. Priya.
*Priya shrugs off his apology* "It isn't any of my business anyway. As long as you're giving yourself the energy you need, I'm okay with that."
*She puts a snowball in the snowman's hand*
Naturally...
*The snowball rolls off of the snowman's arm*
*She looks ashamed*
*Sips from her thermos of hot chocolate*
*remains silent*
*Priya looks at her snowman demeaningly*
*She then hops onto it's shoulders*
*She perches there, enjoying her height*
Enjoying yourself, Ms. Priya?
*She signs* "I'm taller than you, so, hell yes.
Oh.
I mean heck."
... Ms. Priya, you are ALLOWED to curse, I hardly shall stop you.
*She nods wisely* "Of course. But then again, I never felt like cursing in sign language was... Well... Right. It's hard to explain."
You hardly need to explain, Ms. Priya.
*She nods, then leans over, setting a one-inch tall snowman on the brim of Sir's hat*
*sighs, but makes no move to remove it*
*Priya smiles in triumph, then does a little flip from her snowman, falling into a snow drift*
*She waits patiently for the snow to melt*
*Slowly, carefully, Priya tosses a snowball at her snowman*
....
Again, Ms. Priya?
*This snow drift is significantly shallower than the others, and she is only halfway up her waist in snow*
*She nods*
*The snowman begins to move*
*blinks*
Ah. Did you see that as well, Ms. Priya?
*The snowman has ceased moving*
*Priya glances at Sir* "See what?"
...
Well either I am affected by some bizarre form of snow blindness, or that snowman just moved.
*Priya frowns, peering closer at the snow man*
*It moves again, and her eyes widen*
Well, I purpose we kill it with fire and never speak of this again. Do you agree, Ms. Priya?
*The snowman makes a low groaning sound*
*Priya does her best to wriggle from the snowbank, finding it slightly slushy and melted*
*sighs*
Bah, this always happens.
*Priya wiggles out onto the normal snow* *She breathes out* *Gets up as the snowman groans again, moving faster*
*carefully examines the snowman's face*
Huh.
*It spits snow into Sir's face*
*Priya walks over, shivering violently from the slush, and looks at the rather rude snowman*
...
*withdraws a handkerchief, and wipes the snow from his face*
Of course. The snowman is a cad.
*Priya takes a lighter from her pocket, and offers it to Sir, if he wants the honors*
Thank you kindly, Ms. Priya, but you DID create it. I believe it is all yours.
(*sadly watches*
Please, Ms. Kerias, I would be more than happy if you joined in, there is little use in simply watching sadly.
(wb)
*Priya looks at the snowman*
*She throws the match at it*
*Is bursts into flame*
*She watches curiously*
...
As I remember it, snow does not tend to do that.
*Priya nods in agreement*
*She peers closer as it simply disintegrates into water*
*She blinks confusedly*
*Priya wraps her arms around herself, looking for a fireplace to sit in*
...
I have the distinct feeling that this shall come back to haunt us later.
*Priya nods in agreement*
*She goes by the fire-pit, trying to light it, shivering*
*she glares at the coals, working at the match*
*She glares*
*watches silently limping with my ankle bandaged*
Er...
*awkwardly watches*
*the fire starts*
*Priya collapses*
(Im just gonna go....night
((Night, Zaf!))
Good night, Ms. Kerias. Sleep well.
Hm.
*Priya curls up next to the stone-pit, her shivering calming down*
*She makes a tiny snowman, trying not to melt it*
You certainly enjoy making snowmen.
*Priya nods*
*The snowman melts*
*Priya frowns*
...
I am certain there is some profound lesson in this.
But I've got no bally idea what.
*Priya thinks for a moment*
"Life it too short to risk being near the flame?"
...
Perhaps.
*shrugs*
Well, live and don't learn, I suppose.
*She nods wisely, tapping her fingers on the side of the pit, feeling her hair puff up*
Living is a lesson in itself.
*Priya nods to Saph with a little wave*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
That's pretty much all I can say about all of this. Well that and "Oh my Golden God! I can't breathe." for just about anything with Skulduggery and Doctor Who.
((Hello, Kila! *hugs*))
*Smiles widely and waves back to Priya*
Kila! *hugs* I know, it's awesome :3
Hi guys! ((totally not here right now))
*Priya nods, feeling fatigued*
*She yawns*
Wbd, msd
...
You should rest, Ms. Priya.
If you are tired, you should hardly be outside.
*Priya signs, nodding* *She signs tiredly* "Adra stuck me in the Alps before without anything for support for my training- I think I can manage.... Sleeping outside."
*She nods*
((I apologize for the brief delay- my brother and I were practicing our sparring.))
Harrumph. If you insist, Ms. Priya.
*Priya nods drowsily, sinking off into a sleep by the fire, her head lying against the stone as a cushion*
*Sits dow next to Priya and watches her quietly*
*Looks up at Sir* Don't worry. I'll make sure she doesn't get frostbite or catch on fire or something.
((Saph- I'd always admired your caring side. It's really nice :) And unfortunately it's a rarity, but yeah. It's brilliant.
And I might be off. Love you all *cuddles*))
I... thank you. *Blinks in surprise* *hugs Adra* Bye!
(Love you too <3)
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Hi...
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SNOW!
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hey fab! i like esquibeth's new pic :)
Esquibeth: Mrow! [Bounces]
Snow, what was the most recent part of my Liz plotline you read?
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erm... idk... she was... calling effie... i think...
Ah. I imagine the bit I've just written will make next to no sense, then...
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yes, but next to no sense has the word sense in it, and there is still some sense it'll make...
I'm finding the bits that come before it... Just a sec...
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Liz closed her eyes. In the end, the choice was obvious.
She doubted that Ioux would carry out his threat if she was gone. It would just be an ordinary murder, then. She was the only one who knew of the threat, which was to influence her. She wouldn't be there.
She turned off her emergency walkie-talkie and one of her phones, then stopped at the other. She'd already called Effie and apologized, though she made it sound like it was for offending Star Wars. Of course she wasn't going to kill her. At this point, it would be inhuman.
She had another person to text, though. Someone who probably should be told something very important.
Hey Mira-muffin, I'm really sorry I left when you were small. In case you haven't guessed now, I followed this same shadowed path...
If I was a better person, I would have told you long ago. I guess part of me thought you'd see through my older face. Did you? 'Cause if you did, this'll sound a bit silly.
I was scared, tbh. I have too many enemies, and I don't want you to be my weak link or me to be yours. I don't mean that in a degrading way. You're a strong person, Mireille. I've followed your progress. Oh, gosh, that must sound so creepy... Okay, fine. I talked to Effie.
I'm going to ask that you not acknowledge this text. I didn't send it. I'm not the kind of sister you need right now. I just thought you should know...
I'm so, so, sorry.
-Cam
Her fingers shook as she typed. And then she hit the delete button and put the phone away. She didn't have the heart to send it.
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It wasn't hard for her to get transportation to Chicago, though Spectrum did raise an eyebrow. She didn't question too much, though, because Liz's "odd behavior" had basically given her this file she'd been unable to get for some time.
Liz walked into the office building. "I'm here to see Ms. Madison," she told the man at the desk, a bald man named Harry.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"Not exactly, no, but she's expecting me." Liz handed over a business card.
"Wait right here, please." Harry-the-bald gestured to the waiting room and walked off.
A while later, Liz was escorted to an office. On the door, there was a metal plate engraved with "H. J. Madison, Director of Technical Services."
Harry-the-bald pushed her roughly inside and slammed the door.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
The room wasn't an ordinary office. For starters, ir was about the size of two or three offices. There was a desk and chair on a platform that could raise and lower in case of an emergency. The bookshelves contained volume after volume of records, written in various codes. Liz imagined they were reversible, and could reveal regular walls, a bulletin board, something like that.
Hailey stood leaning against it, a lackey on either side, scowling. "Are you trying to fight me on my own turf? You're even more of an idiot than I thought."
Liz stood straight, a slow smile spreading across her face.
"Why are you smiling?" Hailey's fingers twitched as she wondered what Liz's plan was
She still made Hailey nervous. That was good. It was almost a shame to stop now.
"I forgive you."
Now, that threw Hailey off. Liz smirked.
"If you think I'm falling for that one, you're an idiot." Hailey decided.
She snapped her fingers and the guards on either side of her walked towards Liz. Another guard opened the door behind her and grabbed her wrists, forcing them into handcuffs.
"Not at all." Liz smiled again and didn't struggle as she was led away.
Something was bothering her... "Charon?" Hailey called one of the guards back.
"Yes?" Reynard Charon gestured to another guard to take his position blocking Liz from escaping to her left. He walked over and stopped, leaning against the doorway.
"Make sure she's in the center cell and activate every precaution possible. I don't know what game Liz is playing, but I've waited too long to let her get away. Raise the stakes with the guards, too. Triple pay or death, blah, blah, blah." She waved her hand to let Charon know he was dismissed.
"Of course." He nodded briskly, then turned and walked away.
After he carried out her orders, he went outside and checked for any listening devices. When he was certain it was safe, he dialed a number...
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though it makes little to no sense, it's great.
((And here's the part I just wrote.))
((No sense? You must be missing some earlier bits, then... Did you see when Ioux shot Fabi in the back, while making sure Liz saw then said that it would happen again, only fatal, if Liz didn't kill Effie? 'Cause that was before Liz phoned Effie...))
Metal bars interlaced like a cage. Wall in-between for most of it and a window that was maybe a square foot at most, about eye level. They'd taken almost all of her daggers, only missing the ones in her boots. She didn't blame them. She'd designed the shoes herself, and the extremely thin daggers that fit in-between the layers. Chelsea, too, remained securely in her belt. Hailey would notice eventually, though.
She was pretty sure the bars were electrically charged, too. She could turn that off, of course. She could see the control box through the little window, and she had no doubt she could hit it. If she'd wanted to, that is.
She sat and waited, mentally playing chess against herself. She won, probably. She lost track of a rook somewhere along the way.
If the rook was still there, it would change the whole outcome of the game. She would still have won, of course, just the other way round.
A knock at the door of the cell startled her.
"What? It's not like I can open it and let you in!" she snapped.
"Of course not. I just needed to get your attention. You might want to crouch in a corner and cover your head."
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( yeah, i saw that... but i miss half your plot and i probably skimed some without meaning to. i'll re-read and see if it makes more sense in a sec)
((Yeah... Sometime I should skip the whole "roleplaying" and just write stuff down.))
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XD just type it all into a blog and you'd be fine... but then we'd miss you too much.
((I'd still be here. I'll always still be here... Until I'm not.))
((Wonders if I did enough foreshadowing for this twist thing.))
((Hm.... I think I need to go back and explain more about Charon...))
((Or Liz/Camille and Fabi/Mireille))
((Or I could move forwards....))
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*shugs*
hi saph
just gonna say, i like these versions of songs better:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXyghHCJOT8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49rC2REdaUM
I would watch them, but can't put sound on atm -_-
XD they're covers by bastille. and they are amazing.
Hi Saph! [hugs]
Hm... I'll look for my headphones.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1eO6OXv4lY
cool as well
Dammit.
Dinner, sorry :( Bye! *hugs Snowy and Fabigail*
bye saphy girl
Bye Saph [hugs]
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? sometimes i think its good i'm shit at cracking codes.
i freaking love Bastille... they are a great band...
[Nods]
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... *hugs*
g2g, byee
[hugs]
I think I might go sleep. Or fake sleep. Or attempt sleep. Or whatever.
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[hugs again]
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Oh, bye...
Definitely gone now.
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*is here* *doesn't have school today*
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Lewis: Hey! Rhydian's at school atm. HE has a maths exam. Don't think he's looking forward to it
Lewis: Mbd. TEaching Blake. (He's homeschooled)
((Revising atm. Mbd/wbd. If anybody knows anything about maths then please share!!!!!!!))
You know, I was just walking up the stairs slowly, one step at a time, whilst my shoulder was brushing against the wall.
And here's how it worked.
I would put my foot on the next step and push down, and I would be lifted up onto the next step and my shoulder would slide up the wall in an upwards direction. Then, I would slowly lean forwards, and my shoulder would dip down slightly as I lifted my leg up and leaned for the next step. Then my foot got on the next step and I pushed up again.
And the moral in that is . . . sometimes you have to dip down before you can go up, and if you are too afraid to down beneath what you are, then you'll never move onwards and upwards, you'll just stay frozen. :)
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((@Rhydian: Um. I'm in year ten and set 1, but I'm not the nest at explaining things clearly, irl at least. :P?
Hi! :) :)))
@Lewis: Poor him. :(
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Lewis: Hello Star! *shakes hand* Nice to meet you. I'm Rhydian's reflection. He's having a few days off from magic. So he's at school instead of me. How are you?
((@Star: Well, I'm in year 10 anall. But set 5. I'm shit at maths. There are usually only 4 sets but this year they made a new one for us people who are dreadful at maths.))
@Lewis: *shakes hand* That's an odd reversal of the situation. O_O
I'm good, I think. :) You?
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Blake: LEwis, when is Rhydian going to come back to Blogland?
Lewis: Not today, or this weekend. HE's buying presents for his mortal friends this weekend.
Blake: OK. Miss him though
((@Rhydian: That sucks. :(
We're quite a big school, so my half of the year group has six sets and the other half has five sets . . .
And, I think there are better things to be good at than maths, personally. *nods*))
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Lewis: I'm well thank you! Experiencing some...emotions? But I'm not sure. Perhaps I'm becoming real? Is that a bad thing? RHydian hasn't noticed yet
@Lewis: Any idea what he's buying?
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@Lewis: Ummm . . .
I don't think it's a bad thing, especially, but I can't really tell you whether you are or not, not really being knowledgeable about these kind of things. What sort of emotions?
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Lewis: Catching Fire posters for his sister and two friends. Skulduggery Pleasant T-Shirt for another. And cards for everybody.
Lewis: Sadness. Happiness...Possibly love. Probably because Rhydian has a crush. Sadness coz...Well, maybe because of a lot of emotional things going on lately. Happiness because I think I'm alive...
@Lewis: Those are very cool presents. :)
And - well, at least there aren't any thoroughly bad emotions, and . . . good luck with maybe being alive?
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Lewis: Well thanks. Being alive is an odd sensation. It's amazing, but can e difficult. Rhydian has also asked if you could pass on a message to somebody to try and get him onto the Nameless blog.
He also is considering becoming a teacher, if he doesn't find a life/career in magic. But he doubts that.
Lewis: Btw has he missed anything withing Blogland while he's been away? I've been organising the Christmas Ball that he is having at his house.
@Lewis: Well, it would have to be difficult to be amazing . . . :)
I'll pass a message on to Ari if I see her. I think that's the person to ask, because she started it. Idk.
And - being a teacher could be cool. :) My mum used to be a teacher . . .
Oh. Damn. Gtg. :( Sorry!!!
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Lewis: It is fine! Goodbye Star!
((See ya Starry! Bell's gunna go soon anyways. Gtg myself then. BYE BLOGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!))
Ah, hippo. I missed Rhy...))
By like, an hour. So that's not too bad.
Kallie, that's a wonderful ded. :) We love you. :)
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*is here*
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*is apparently the only one who is*
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I JUST COMPLETED A PLAYLISTTTTTTTTTTT. :)
That's four fully completed! :)
It would be slightly more, but people keep bringing new albums out. -_-
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*still here . . .*
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One of my favourite videos from my Slipknot playlist was deleted . . . -_-
My Slipknot playlist constantly suffers from deletion. :(
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ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AND THERE'S MY PLAYLIST IN THE SEARCH RESULTS AGAIN. :) :) :)
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I can't process this...
HI Aiden! :)
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I'm talking about Rose..
Damn. I missed Kallie again...
(not here)
Sorry people, the internet went kaputt. Hoovering, you know.
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So NOW you all come on.
*has casually been here all on my own for about four hours*
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(Might be here actually)
Hello, Star!
We have two hours for lunch today :)
Helloooo
Happy Friday the 13th.
Apparently I failed Irish and Geography, so I'm just going to go sob under my duvet for a few days.
Aiden, if you can see this.
I've been exactly in your position and it is hard but the best thing anyone of us can do is make sure that she makes every second of every day count.
Thats the best gift any of us can give her.
So I know what you're going through and I'm always here if you need someone to talk to.
Hey Star babe xxx
:0 I'm sorry, Mara... Don't worry- things like that happen sometimes. I failed math. Ya. It was rough. But failure is a part of life sometimes...
*hugs*
*points to what Em said*
*hugs Em* You're awesome. :)
@Adra: Yaaaay! :)
@Mara: :( :( Like Adra said, failure is a part of life. You have to fail sometimes in order to succeed. :)
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BOO
not really here, but here for a little while :)
How goes?
Hi Flora! :)
It goes okay. You? :)
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FLORA!
*bows* My Queen.
Who? Me? Awesome? LOL I like that one.
Mara, I failed all me tests and mocks for me Junior, passed the whole thing. Did the exact same for 5th and Leaving Cert, passed the whole thing again.
You have a brain on your girl so I know you'll do a lot better than me. So don't worry about 2 tests before Christmas, it's nowt and it just gives you a chance to prove that you can do so much better, which we all know you can.
So chin up Mrs. Styles :D
@Em: You ARE awesome. :)
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Wow...
I love how open my friends and I are. We're talking about political and social issues with society... This is great.
@Adra: That's awesome. :)
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Yayyyy! :D It is.
My friend: "I don't care what kind of weird shit that you're in to, as long as you have consent for sex, you can do it with a pie, for all I care."
omfg. I love her.
@Adra: :)
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hey, i've a writing club in my school and I was wondering if you would be able to visit us sometime. theres an awful lot of girls who love your books and would love to meet you.
I tried to decode that....
And I just couldn't.
Hello, Fabi!
...
Have any of you watched the movie 'Sinister
...
Hey Lantern. :)
@Duck: No. :(
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