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hey buggaboo (:
since you're so amazing at banners...
have you ever tried your hand at wallpapers?

god. you should see me take tests in there.

we practice in class, because our tests are just working stuff and wrapping cables and stuff. and i can do it.
and then we actually TAKE the test in the back room, alone, with him, with reflectorized glass on the windows and soundproof walls.
and the LAST thing on my mind is setting the camera's white balance or whatever.

ha.

ohmigod don't get my hopes up.
it's so hard to focus in that class, too.

it's like, this is my thought process:
taking notes, lighting, video cameras, tripods *teacher walks past me and brushed up against my chair* OHMIGODHE'SSOFRIGGINAMAZINGIWANTHIM!

and then the focus kinda dies =/

it's all pretty much true.
we did the retarded kindergarten game.
and i have mr. amazing's number in my phone (:
and he rly looks like that.
*dies*

posted the new story.
what'cha think?

good news, love.
i'm out of my funk! ha. today was the (second) greatest day of my life.
AND I GOT A NEW PHONE! IT'S AMAZING!
ha. so i'm writing right now!
(:

awww. thanks, doll.
you're so helpful.
idk if i'll end up writing it, tho...
blah. i'm slow-working on the next BFM chapter... i've decided to put it on life support, haha.
so yeah. that should be out soon... ish.
bleh.

Thanks for the comment!

I keep worrying people are going to forget about them, but now that you've mentioned them, I know that at least some of my readers haven't : )

Yay!

that's cool. ha! wow, it does.

is it jsut me, or is batman kinda hard to write about? i dunno... the joker was so easy, because he's a crazy-face. bruce wayne is, like, the most sane person on the planet. he's difficult.
=/

yeah. i guess that's a perfect way to describe her.

and, you're welcome. i love your story.
can't wait for the updates!

it did. harley did that to me, haha.
and cori... i can never decide what to do with her. she's supposed to be timid and scared, because of what happened to her... but she's too damn sarcastic for her own good (just like me, haha).

no, actually planning is good. i never plan... and that's how my stories end up so out of hand sometimes.
ha. like, if you read seriously closely, there's all these little hints at things that were SUPPOSED to happen, but never did. like the dream about sam, which was s'posed to actually happen. and the good with the "familiar" accent was supposed to be related to Harley, but that never panned out because Donnie was born into existense...

i never plan and my stories just sortof cut their own path through the jungles of my mind. i don't control them, haha.

ha. i am literally incapable if writing two stories at once. after like, the third chapter, they melt into the same story. it never ends well... but it's usually pretty funny. ha.

yeah i'm geting alot of messages for option a.
my bestie made up option b, tho, and she'll be crushed if i don't write it.
but she doesn't have mibba so i don't think she'll know either way.
=/

wow. your math teacher smokes 5 packs a day? does she sound like batman? haha, sorry. inside joke...

i do love you forever, now. i adore that banner... it actually looks like a panel from a comic, with the "naration" in a stripe through the middle...

MY WIFE PWNS!
(:

ha. that was my old school, back in GA.
you can have SOME of the teachers from my new school... my science teacher, he's cool... and i guess you can BORROW my math teacher.
but i'm not giving up the video teacher. no, no. his eyebrow ring is TOO HOT.
:D

ha. that's pretty cool.
i got kicked out of my math class last year for calling my teacher a firecrotch.
she totally was one, too.
she sent me to this guy named Mr. Combs who was friggin' amazing. he was cute, too.
haha.
but this year's hot teacher is amazingly better. he should be, like, president or something.

ha. yeah.
well everyone keeps telling me that the whole school is one big circle. i'm like "WTF? NO, it's NOT!" haha.
but people are nice. at my old school, you got stuffed in a trash can if you asked an upperclassman for help. here, all i have to do i say the words "lost freshman" and their eyes go all big and they treat me like an abused puppy they rescued.

and i have this amazing teacher (who is flippin' HOT) who tells me where to go.

god. this school is friggin' huge.
i got lost, like, a million times.
i just wanted to climb inside my locker and stay there. haha.

ha. nice.
i'm glad you liked it (: