I'm sorry that I've taken so long to reply, I haven't been on Mibba for a very long time! And yes, I am the author of "Learning Curve" :) Thank you! ^,^ Are you a commenter or just a reader? xo
Holy shit. You commented (the only comment I have ever gotten) on my profile about, actually, a year ago.
And I agree, dear. Bikini Kill is my world.
I'm Thryn, and, yeah, sorry for the whole...taking a year to comment back thing.
Awh, thank you sooo much for your comment on The Suicide Diaries. It made me smile loads. It has a sequel/prequel sorta if you want to check it out. It's called The Downfall, and I only just started it. Check it out if you wanna.
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xo
Yessss! We should start a revolution. An Immense Skittle Backlash. We could plant a fake MCR interview on YouTube with a little Frank sock puppet saying, "I totally lurve Wine Gums. Wine Gums and Fruit Pastilles, that's what Frankie does." We could so pull it off. And peace shalt be restored in thee kingdom as thee crown is returned to thee correct item of confectionery. :DDD
How now brown cow and holy smoly. Do not parle to moi about le revision. Studying is a strange and terrible land, my children, full of snakes and tigers and tarantulas and banshees. One I daren't venture into. Although I really should, because Geoggers do be confounding me at the moment. As do most other subjects. Oh, but it's a hard life indeedio.
You know what else are a bit sexy? Those Natural Confectionery Company jellies. I consumed a rather large bag of snakes today, and I will not be able to move for a week. Oh how they deceive us with their healthy-sounding name. The bastards.
And now it's meeee who's taking ages to reply. Doodlikwtf. Twilight zone to the extremio. I have become you, and you have become me. Oh, how I frighten myself sometimes.
SEACHT! I loooove that show! It's like irishirishirish--RANDOMENGLISHSWEARWORD--irishirishirish. Cool shtuff. xD
Jerry broke his elbow? DDDD: Unfortunate is right, sir! More unfortunate than Pete Wentz's hairdo. Tragic indeedio. Would it be on the mend?
Baha, lovely. Geegee's shinyshiny balls. Dung beetles. Yum. Saturday night fever. Let's boogie on down. And likOMG your story comments made me all MUSHEHMUSHEH on the inside. Fanx a lot, mate. :]]]]]]
Ooooooooh, a vibratin' choco-session, eh? I must say I've never experienced one of those. Although I have just consumed a 4839278489 ton bag of ROWNTREE'S FRUIT PASTILLES and my stomach is having a psychedelic fruitiness attack. Ow, ow, ow. O_______o
Srsleeee, I started smiling like a perverted clown when I saw your comment. But y'knowwww, I do be used to your rarities on ye old Mibbzeh. You're way too cool to be online 24/7 like the rest of us losers.
OOooh, died, eh? How was heaven? Frerard-licious and pink rainbows? Yumyum. Unless you went to hell, which would probably be Naked-Pete-Wentz Land.
EYEPORN. YUHUH. YOU DANCE, OLIVIA'S EYEBALLS. DANCE UNTIL YOU BLEEDYOUR OWN BLOOD. But unfortunatement [which is not a word], my n00bie stories are just boring, rambling angst-fests. MEH.
LOLOLOLOL, a lot of words in Irish make you want to spit. It's a pretty phlegm-licious language. I have gotten quite goood at the old Gaeilge, seeming as how we have to learn it in school down here, which is a bit of a balls [GERARD'S BALLS, EVEN], but it's quite a sexual language. Or a gnéasach language, in fact. YAHYAHYAH. Ha, I lurve TG4. It tries so hard to be coooooool and appeal to the younger generation. It's all like, "look at us! WE AIR SEX! SEX IN IRISH! GNÉASGNÉASGNÉAS!" :]]]]]
The form be grand, sir. And yerself? How are your sinuses?
And the wait for Olivia's comment-replying commences. :DDDD
N00BCEREALHELLZYEAH! Do they come with brushable PUNKXRAWK hair?? And light sabres?
I did indeedy get down tonight. XD
Well, not tonight. On New Years. Pwnsome partaying with lotsandlots of Toblerone bars, for some reason.
YAHYAHYAH, I saw your MSI pic! It's groovy-baby! You play that bass upside-down, Lyn-Z!
AWDUDE? You got SNOW? All we got was... mild drizzle and sunny spells. [Yesum, it is my dream to become the weathergirlXD]. And you had a genderless snow-lump-baby?
DUDE.
You Northerners sure know how to do things up there. DDDDD:
Well now, OF COURSE you were in my yearbook, mon amie! You are my pwnsome buddeh I befriended way back in the good ol' n00b days. Yuh-huh.
Aw cool! I have a teenie stalker! Yayness! ^_^ Feel free to attack my ears with your ridiculously high-pitched squealing. Or squee-ing, as we should say.
Well, as you can see, my Mibba made a full recovery and is alive and kickin'.
But not actually kicking.
Because that would be weird.
Ooh, yar, I know, like, tell me about it. Bebo is uber-annoying. Mine is pretty dead anyhowwws. ^_^
Gaaaaah, can't believe you got to see MSI aswell. My two favourite bands. Dayum, homie.
Yesum! Sandy Claws was exceedingly generous! Lotsa clothes and shizzle. But no Gerard-in-an-elf-suit, surprisingly.
-sigh-
How was yourrrrs?
Turkey?
Crackers?
Dodgy woolly jumpers?
Insane carol singing and leaping around the Christmas tree moments?
Woo! Let the ridiculously long comments commence! :DDDDDDDD
I'm good.
You?