Heey, I just wrote a new story!
It's based on a dream I had, I'm trying to write it all before I forget it, haha.
You should go check it out.. It's called: Lie To Me.
It's a Romance story. (:
Haha, I think it's because I'm on most of the time. Well since it was my vacation. I like writing mostly anything non-fiction,fiction. But at the moment I'm writing about love. Hopefully I'll be done soon.
What about you?
Ahh long story short.. about 6 years ago.. when i was in grade 7 i fell down the stairs at school and rolled / sprained it.. and ever since it has been stuffed.. the other day I stepped over my dog and stuffed it :(
Pretty Head.
I cant handle school anymore |: I have so much homework to do tonight. its nearly 5pm.. i should have done it yesterday and today but my parents insisted on dragging me around with them. now im like *major stressed* -.-
Eh, just a good kick to the shins. I'm not cruel enough to make him incapable of having offspring. :P
Oh, God, [i]everyone[/i] does that to me. They always go for the parts that are the most ticklish, too. Or my dad will trap my head underneath his arm (further burying my face in his armpit, gross) and then give me like a ten second knoogie, [i]hard[/i]. Like it causes pain, not to mention completely screws up my hair.
True. When I was at the too short stage and I couldn't just step out I'd just go into my dad's office and walk out of the door to the yard. It's right next door to my room and my room is out of sight for the living room and my parents room, so it's always been a safe bet.
Haha, nice. I would totally not do that if I was her. :P
Yeah, I can only imagine. She's always listening in on conversations and stuff. Like this one time she Xavier and I knew she had her ear to the door, so we started making moaning noises and jumped on the bed to make a bunch of noise, and then we could hear her get my dad (he was in on it) and when he opened the door he pretended to be yelling at us and he was bright red, just shaking with laughter. She was so pissed when she walked in and saw him on the floor clutching his stomach, roaring with laughter. Payback's a bitch.
I just stomped my foot, called him an ass, and walked off. Though I couldn't go far because, yet again, he was my ride home and he lived way out in the country.
It makes me giggle every time I think about it. It used to be mortifying, but after a while you get a laugh out of things.
I heard from a friend, and then one day when I was out with my Grandma I saw him holding hands with some guy, so I drew the conclusion that that was his boyfriend.
The thing is, if [i]they're[/i] the horny teenagers why don't [i]they[/i] go in there and make out. Why subject us to it, haha?
Sounds like the kid has minor anger issues. :P None of my friends beat on me because I'm small enough to play the kid card and plus, they know I'll hit them right back, twice as hard.
True. But black and white have the vintage beauty to them, you know? Though I'll really take photography any way I can get it; it's a bit of an obsession.