rachel weisz / Comments

Oh, indeed!

And you said you were already on sleeping pills...did you stop taking those, then, or something? o.O

DAMN IT. DAMN IT TO HELL, BECCA. YOU NEED TO STALK HIM. PRONTO.

SAME GOES FOR ME, DUDE.

We are such a pair. XD

And yay! <333

So...how's life? Aside from the you-know-whats, as well as the other you-know-what, of course.

PS: LIEK TEH BOI! HAO HE DEWIN? :D

I DON'T KNOW IF I REPLIED TO YOUR MESSAGE OR NOT, OH MY GOD.

Same! It went by [i]far[/i] too quickly! I go back on friday and I am absolutle dreading it. I [i]really[/i] don't like school.

I could try to do that. Hmm. It should work. Or maybe they would do it for a little cheaper at least. I really want to get it done again before I go back to school. But, I'll see what happens. :L

Oh, that's not good. I know what you mean about it keep closing over. I had the top of my ear pierced 6 times altogether and they closed over four times. But right now, I have one on the top of each ear and four in the lobe. Hopefully the top ones won't close over this time. :L Wow, did they like actualy rip out? That' be sore!

Yeah, stick it out for a little longer and your mum should eventually figure out that you're not doing as well as you could in another class. Exactly, if you do get in trouble for doing it behind her back, you have a good excuse, you'd rather pass the class you'll be able to understand more in than fail the one that you don't understand. You're mum should should understand that.

Hahaha. So do I. :L

<3

Eh... I think it's one of those ever-famous "parent things." Like, maybe she just doesn't want you to just because...she doesn't want you to, since it's an AP class? I dunno...I'm starting to make very little sense here, I think.

I know, bb. I really, truly, honest to god know. It fucking sucks. But I hope that these tests will allow them to see what the matter is with you, and fix you. Then, you'll be fine. <3

Otay.

<4

YES, YES IT DID.

Ooh, I see, I see. Well, I hope you can find a way to transfer without your mom knowing. As long as you won't drop your other classes, I wouldn't see a problem with it...though just make sure to be prepared if she decides to punish you if/when you can transfer yourself because that does seem like something she'd get upset over.

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You're kidding me, right? Like, seriously? "Oh, we don't know what the hell is wrong with you, whether it's better or worse, or even if we're treating you in the right fucking area of your body, but isn't this just so fucking GREAT?!" Noooo. Bastards. Ugh. Hopefully the tests will tell you something tomorrow. And, then again, I can kinda see how they might think that you'd be feeling a [i]tad[/i] better, since you're getting tests done and all...still not very nice of them, though. I don't even think that nice is the right word, but meh.

Yeah, our family is full of "loners" as well. Maybe not full of them, but I do get what you mean, and totally get why you wouldn't wanna tell them, really. It's good that you've told someone, though, because that oughta do a lot of good--keeping things like [i]that[/i] in won't do any good, and telling your shrink and whatnot is enough, in my opinion. Just...tell/don't tell anyone as you see fit. And my words are getting jumbled. Ugh.

OH, HE SOUNDS LIKE SUCH A CUTAY, BAYBAY! I'm so proud of youuuuuuuu!



...WHY DOES EVERYONE WIN WITH THIS SHIT, MAN? IT'S LIKE...SHIT. SLDKFJA;LSDKJF;ASLDKFJA;SLDFKJSDLFKJASDF.






















































PS: I luh yew fer dat, betch.

Really? I could have seen him and didn't even realise! :L:L

That's what I'll be like when I go back to school next friday. I am absolutley dreading it. The summer went by far to quickly. ):

I'd say if you've made this much progress already, you'll definately be allowed by the time your birthday comes around. My piercing closed over! ): I'm so agry about that! My lip all swoll up and it looked like someone had hit me. So I had to take it out. But I'm allowed to get it done again, I just need to get them money first.

Yeah, I know what you mean. My little brother has got to the stage were hes being a dick to everyone, but that's just a stage. Hopfully he won't follow in my footsteps.

I know what you mean. This year will be really tough for me too. I've got major exams this year and we've been preparing for them all last year and it was so hard. Omg. That was the wrong decision then. But you should do the class that you'll find easier and that would mean you'd be able to do better rather than doing the harder class were you won't know whats going on and then failing in the end.

Hahaha, it's fine for ranting. :L We all need to do it. Haha.

<3

Oh, goodness... That [i]is[/i] saying something, Pooh Bear. D'you think that if you talk to your mom about it--like about how much you hate it and how you'd rather have the other teacher--she'd be a bit more willing to let you transfer to that one? I really don't that the class is so...icky. I will slap that bitch, I swear.

Just one more day--tonight, really, and then when you wake up it's the day you want--and you get to go to the doctor's office! I hope that they figure it out, bb. I just want this shit to go away for you...the shitty English class, too.

Oh... I see. Yeah, I can definitely see how you'd be a bit pissed off with her over that, then. I would be, too, for sure. I'm glad that you're getting closer again, though. That's good to hear. :) And yeah, people tend to suck, lovely. Online friends are quite the amazing creatures--I don't really get annoyed with anyone. S'awesome, dude.

I also don't know if this is making sense, FYI. Still tired and have a bit of a headache. I feel all whiny and shit, and I'm sorry.

Yeah, I get what you mean about not wanting to tell your family about what he did. They might (and this is a rather large might, by the way) look at you a bit differently, or feel bad, but it would be out of love, you know? It wouldn't be like, "Oh, god! That poor thing!" because you're not some fucking stranger--you're their family. So they'd be out for blood, and wanting to hug you, probably. Just putting in my two cents here, babe. I hope nothing (especially in this paragraph ) came out wrong... I'd hate to have that happen. And you usually know how I mean things, right? RIGHT?

Oh, I know what they are, and that certainly sounds...quite nice. BUT YOU NEED TO TALK TO HIM. TOMORROW. IF NOT TOMORROW, THEN MONDAY. I DEMAND IT. OR...I WILL SHUN YOU. O_o

Oh, hell naw! I love you more, you liar! I love you more than I love the side-keyboard numbers on keyboards! And, just for the record, that's quite a lot.





























PS: I won't shun you. I'll just keep provoking you to talk to himmmm.

ZOMG U BETCH HOW CULD U DO THAT 2 MEH? YOU LEFT ME A NICE COMMENT AND TOLD ME WHAT WAS GOING ON AND UGH, YOU'RE HORRIBLE.

...I think by now, in our amazing franship, you know I'm joking with that. Also, I'm sorry I couldn't make that funnier, but I am sosososososo goddamn tired. Speaking of which, that, my darling Pooh Bear, is why I'm here--to tell you that I'ma reply to you tomorrow. I haven't really slept in a day or two, and...yeah. Now I'm tired, so I'ma roll with it. O_o

I loves you, and I'm glad to hear that things are going alright(ish), since I did skim through yo' comment.

Oh! Then that is definitely a hugely major plus, my darling! Now we can just get you healthy, and you'll be fucking set. This will be awesome, 'cause...well, obviously, it just will be 'cause you won't be in pain, which makes me so happy.

Dude is going to contract syphilis if he doesn't have it already, not get it treated, and go fucking nuts by the time he's fifty, if he makes it that far. And you and Rachel had a falling out? I feel like I knew this, but it didn't register... I'm sorry. But yes, at least things are getting better between you! That makes me happy, love. Have you guys been texting/IMing/whatever? I don't know if you've got your phone or not (by the way, my phone got toally shut off... it was costing too much and my aunt and grandma are in a tight situation, so my mom sent my grandma a phone. Mine wasn't being used anyway, so meh, but I just wanted to let you know <4), but I hope you're talking outside of school a little bit, too. S'always a good thing to do, I think. I'm also happy that you're not taking Scum's shit anymore. You don't deserve to have all of that; he's not worth the aggravation and hurt he's dead-set on causing.

OH MY GOD, THAT IS A CUTE NAME, BB! I quite enjoy the sound of that... And just...it fits, as strange as that sounds. Like Becca and Aaron. It just goes together, whether it be frans, boyfran/girlfran, or whatevah. Your names mesh well, is all. And now I probably sound even more psychotic that usual, but meh. XD

NO, THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE, YOU DIRTY LIAR! I LOVE YOU MORE! MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE! <4444

Hey, it's been a while:]

Yeah, my little brother's ten now so he thinks he's old enough to be doing things he shouldn't, so I need to be careful as well.

Yay! She's going to give in any day now, I know it, because I'm just that special. xD But, you're well on your way to being allowed your piercing! Woo! :L

That's the same in my house. But my mum never gets as far as to ground me, she always threatens me, saying that I'll never be out until I'm eighteen but that never happens. :L

Hahahahahaha, I can really imagine that happening and then lots more little leaprachauns running out from behind buildings and joining in! That would have to be one of the funniest things I would ever witness. :L:L

Awww, well schools just a bitch isn't it? I go back in two weeks. ): I have the opposite problem, I really hate getting up in the mornings and if I don't want to get up then the chances of me going to school that day are very slim. :L But when I'm forced to go and I've been there a few hours, I don't really mind it so much. Kinda strange how I grow to not mind it. But then I wake up the next morning hating it more than ever. :L:L

Sorry it took so long for me to get back to you. I've been really busy getting things ready for going back to school and I've had a few art projects I was s'posed to finish and I'm rushing to try and get them finished. And I went to Scotland! It was great. The first time I have ever been outside of Ireland! Hahaha.

<3

I KNOW. They need to get their shit together, and they need to figure out what the fuck is wrong wif muh Pooh Bear. Or so help me...
And I hope that they'll make you all betteh fo' me, too. You don't need to be sick, and I dun want you to be all icky and hurting and just...bad. I want you to be happy and healthy and to have nothing to worry about other than that cute chubster with that tattoo.

Dude...what a fuckin' jackass. Seriously. If I wasn't pissed before (which we [i]all[/i] know that I was ), I sure as hell am now. He's a fucking...ugh. He just used her, and...s;ldkfja;sldkfjsldf. Boy is nothing more than scum, really. He's not a jackass, he's not a prick, he's not a bastard--he's scum. He's not worth a damn thing more than that.
Also, how're things going with your friends, lovely? At school, I mean. <3

Haha. Yeah, s'not how it's going to work anymore, so lemme know what happens on Monday, okay? I'm excited for you. And what is this boy's name, if you don't mind me asking? I'm all curious!

I <4 you moarrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Okay.

GO BECCA'S MOM!
Hells yeah, she should go off on them! They've been treating you blindly, and that shit ain't right. I hatehatehate when doctors do that...it makes me wanna kick 'em in the teeth, if I'm being totally honest.
I hope that they figure it out when you go in. I also hope that you go in sooner, even though that does mean that it'd get worse...I just want them to fix you, you know? I don't want you to be sick or to hurt or anything, I just want you to be okay.

Fuck yeah. Yer wifeh shall go medieval on they asses. And they shall not come out alive.
I'M SORRY, I DON'T GIVE A GOOD HOT DAMN IF HE'S BEING FRIENDLY THIS YEAR, BASTARD IS GOING IN THAT FUCKING WOOD-CHIPPER, OKAY. THAT IS THE FINAL WORD, POOH BEAR. I'M SORRY, BUT...BOI IZ GON' DYYYYYYYYY. -________-
...Ignore the ghetto/scene kid talk, please? Please? It would be appreciated. I don't know what's gotten into me, truthfully. I think it's 'cause I've been on the boards too much and now it's like my angry-default response for things like this, now. Maybe. XD

ANYWAYS, chubbies are cute, bby. :3 I think that this is going to be super cute, 'specially since he looks at you all...well, all cute and shit. This is a good thing, I reckon. Just pray to god that he's not an ass, or he's-- Do I even have to say it anymore?

D'aww. You're lovely, my loverly love.

THAT WAYS ME ABOUT THE HEART PENIS THING WITH TONS OF BALLS! I JUST STARTED DOING IT BECAUSE THEY'VE GROWN ON ME...BUT WE SHOULD START A NEW THING. WE SHOULD [B]<4[/B] EACH OTHER, SINCE WE LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH MORE THAN OTHER PEOPLE LOVER OTHER PEOPLE.

...Did that make sense? Also, the capes [i]were[/i] necessary. Haha.

Gah, I really hope that nothing else goes wrong, too. I mean, it's bad enough that you've got this stuff going on, but to add more to it? No. That is not okay with me. I just want you to be happy and healthy, and...yeah. Just all better, you know? And that fucking sucks that your doctor appointment got moved back. I'm going to cut a bitch if they don't fix you when you go in, especially since they're making you wait so fucking long and you're so sick.

Rambling is okay, dahling! You know that I've done that quite a bit, too, and continue to do so. :3 So ramble on! And he sounds quite cute, too. I mean...tattoos? Adorable chubbiness? Hells yeah. :3

Not good. *Sigh* I'll be okay, though, so don't worry. <3

Love you.

Yes, that makes sense, and I am happy to hear it.


So, how was your day today, my love? I hope you had a good day, and I hope you're going to have a good day tomorrow, when you're at school. I also hope that your stomach issues won't bother you too much, if at all, at school. I don't like to hear that you're feeling icky. I mean, don't get me wrong--I want you to rant/let me know how you are, but I just wish you weren't feeling sick or anything like that, to begin with, if that makes sense.

WELL, I LAHVE YUH MOAR, BETCH, SO SUCK ET.

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XD

Oh, you! You are just...I love you. And I love that you put up with me and my stupid accents that I do, and the phases that come with them.

Sounds like a plan to me, anyway!

That may be true, but it's certainly not as much as I lahve yuh.

Goddamn. I hope that they figure it out soon. Muh babeh dudn't need dis shit. :c
(Sorry for the "ghetto speak," but...well, yeah., hah.)

D'aww, you are lovely. I am going to make it a longer story, though. Just gotta figure out how long to make it and all of that stuff. :3

I lahve yuh. <3

I think you'd be good at it, though. :3

Awwww, my poor baby.
I wish you didn't have so many issues wif ur stomaks. You don't need all of this shit going on with you, health-wise; you don't deserve this ickiness in your life.

No, not techincally; just the story page, on the "My Stories" page, under the respective "My Mibba" page. I think your one/three shot is going to turn into a twenty chapter story, though. It's getting to be the year mark on when this was supposed to be done, and I'm all, "...shit. This is not good. I MUST MAKE IT SUPAH DUPAH LONG~!" So it will be. :'3

I KNOW, RIGHT? JENA MADE IT FOR MEH! :3
She's got her own site now; it's rather high-class, in my opinion. She's just got some mad skill, yo, as you do. <3

Ugh. I hate throwing up. S'not fun at all. But muh poor Pooh Bear!
Have you taken anything for it, or have you been able to? Like Peptobismol or something like it? :c

My day was okay, I think. I just did a story clean out, and I only have three stories that are viewable on Mibba right now. Yours and two others (I think it's two others...) are under my "My Stories" page, so yeah. But, I am just so happy and I feel refreshed, and...yeah.