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Oh okay. Sweet :)
I'll take a button, unless it's too much trouble.
All up to you! :)

So, do I need to put the Chalk website on my Mibba?

You're very welcome :)

Alright, I will go put my application in now. :)
Thanks so much for answering me.
I was looking for your profile for so long!
Glad you found me instead :)

hahahahahhaha
yeah well I'm Turkish and that means that I live and breathe tea and my mum never lets me go anywhere in the morning without a cup of warm tea. :)

they also call it black tea/Indian tea/Russian tea. My mom told me that. :) And I've never tried coffee. I never felt the need to and I don't want to try it. They say it's addictive. :)

how do I explain. We call it Russian tea, I mean my mum calls it, I don't know if that is its original name. It's a very dark, very strong tea.
It gets this color;

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I dunno, I've been drinking it all my life but when my mom comes home tonight I'm gonna ask her for you. :)

hahahhah that's good to know and I always write shit, then try to fix it. The times that I got it right from the first try are so scarce, I don't even remember them hahaha :D

don't talk about writers block because I have it! I mean it's not like I don't know what I want to write, I know that, but those blasted filter chapters are eating my brain ugh!

Aw don't say that. I'm sure it's not like that. I feel the same way sometimes, but then people like you tell me it isn't true. Maybe if I put a link on my page (if anyone reads my story recommendations) more people will read it? how about it? I'm gonna do that now. :)

thanks for the comment, and yeah, i've been reading it over (before i read your comment) and am gonna change a few things.

Haha, yup I know. That's why I'm tweaking chapter two as much as I can.

And yes, he [i]technically[/i] did that. But hey, creative freedom? :D

yeah, I am excited too. :D I loved the new instinct update.

That is the thematic*

Yeah, well Nihal is not who you think she is. She is the darker side of me combined with a character that I have in mind. Oktay and Selim are also very different once you get to know them, Bengu also and mostly Bastrie. But it happens, when you meet a person you create this image about them and when it breaks you are just...left feeling empty, That this the thematic to Touch of Ivory.

I actually wrote you a comment from my PC at school, but I guess it didn't appear or something. I said that I am not that of a wistful person anymore hahaha. It's weird, I am still wishing, dreaming but with a sense of ... um rationality--realism? Yeah, let's put it that way.

hahahaha that's so true. :/ I don't know about the future, but the present kinda of sucks :/

yeah I do too. When I write about him, I remember my class teacher that died last April. He kinda has the same traits as Mayhew and he always saw the greater picture behind a person you know?

I feel bad for not writing it. It has a very diverse plot that I think it will be interesting, but I just don't have the time and energy. I feel like an old lady. -.-

yeah well, sometimes I have to push if I want to have anything written. But lately, I feel so out of kilter and energy-less that I swear, I keep passing out on my bed while watching TV. I have Sentinels all figured out, I know where Touch of Ivory is supposed to go, but somehow sitting down and actually writing has turned out to be impossible for me. I just feel pressured... like there is this tired air around me I can't lift it away no matter how hard I try. :/

my life? well, my life is pretty hectic right now with school and all. I was so free and able to write and all of a sudden KAPAU! I have all these lessons I have to learn and man, all I want to do is sleep. sheesh! -.-
I was actually thinking about my new story a lot. I am dabbling on two or more ideas about where it should go, but none of them are cool enough. I think school drained, not only my energy but my inspiration too. :/