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| QUOTE (MalfoysGirl @ Oct 9 2003, 02:32 PM) | | Yay...Its cos you have such FABBY reviewers, Sara... |
And modest too! *snort*
Hmm.... I'm so shocked tomorrow is Friday, since it DOESNT feel like one, and I've gotta sort out and decide what to write still.. oi, it was somewhat easier when I had a beta that threated to hurt me or wreak havoc if I didn't have more written and ready. -- Though it's nice to be able to write it, check it over, and then post without waiting. *Threatens self* *glowers at selfs threats* *kicks*
What will happen next? Take a wild guess if you wish, but alas, let's not close this topic too... It's awfully tiring to hafta keep remaking topics and copying/pasting everything... *lol*
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| Posted: Oct 10 2003, 12:00 AM |
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The girls will all decide to become LOTR fans and go chase after Frodo?  
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| Angua Celyn |
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And Legolas, and Aragorn....
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Hi y'all!
I just want to say that I will not be on the forum Saturday and Sunday.
I will be in North Carolina instead, screaming at Lost Boys concerts!!! Finally, the unteality has ended!!! W00T!!!!
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We can talk about LOTR later.
Moreness now!
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| Posted: Oct 11 2003, 11:00 PM |
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Let's keep the LOTR *away* from my fic, please.
I was writing in school yesterday but have yet to sit back and finish...
I'm supposed to try and write tomorrow... 
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Well, well, well. You guys better be happy. I wrote 6 bloody pages and am soooo tired now. *ahh* And *phew* .... Okay, ready? Brace yourselves!
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CF paced back and forth in the Entrance Hall, pondering the unpondered. “Briar should have gotten my owl by now,” she muttered, looking down at her watch. A rat scuttled across the floor, gaining her attention briefly. A loud, piercing scream – or was that a war cry? – rang through the hall as Lisie ran through. “Get back here, you stupid E.B.! You’ll pay!” she screeched, followed by a long chain of curses. Staring unblinkingly, CF watched the door swing shut as they ran out. “Poor Scabbers,” Briar sighed, leaning against a statue. CF turned sharply and glared, remembering she was the reason her least favorite teacher was still… breathing? “Where’s Voldie?” “Not here, duh. He said he had to take a nap. Ya know, Harry tried to talk his ears off last night despite Voldie’s insistence on getting some rest,” Briar answered, a hint of suspicion in her voice. CF looked skeptic also, but shrugged it off. She wasn’t one for being in fangirl fights; though she cheered various sides, so this was somewhat new territory. But gosh, that evil, ‘I will take over the world’ attitude just made her insides warm and tingly. Instinct said to AK Briar and run, but she waved that away as overexposure to Voldie and the Dark Order.
Sighing, she looked over at the silver-haired girl. “The rat is going to die,” she said lightly, not knowing what else to say exactly. Briar’s eyes lit with fear and anger as she bolted after Lisie. “Scabbers!” She ran straight into Voldie, who was holding a bouquet of dead flowers and a box of chocolate. “Move over mudblo – Oh, Briar!” She glared at him as he shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. “I – I thought you said you were going to visit your mudbloo – I mean, other friends,” he stammered. “I am, but I recall you were going to go to sleep,” she said, trying to control her voice. Voldie opened his mouth to make up some lie involving CF, threats, and his mother but closed it quickly when he noticed CF glaring at him as well. He could have played one against the other, but that was much harder to do when they were together and against him. “I … erm…,” he faltered, “What do you want me to say?” “Hm, well ‘sorry’ would be a good start,” Briar offered, arms crossed across her chest. Voldie looked positively affronted. CF laughed shortly at his reaction before regaining her steely glare. Both pairs of green eyes flashed angrily, reminding him to kill everyone with them. Regaining his composure, he raised his chin and smirked. “Here’s something you should know about dark lords. We don’t group with the ‘sorry’. We prefer ‘Oh god, please stop hitting me with my own ribcage!’” The girls glanced at one another and grinned evilly. “That could be arranged.”
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Mara turned over, trying to find a more comfortable sleeping position. Unable to find one, she opened her eyes and stood up. ‘No wonder,’ she thought, as she noticed she was still in the Great Hall, amidst the mess everyone had made the previous night. She nudged Lauren, who was clutching a plastic spoon in her hand. “No, I want the Diet Water,” the other girl mumbled in her sleep. Mara couldn’t resist laughing a bit before poking Lauren harder. “Wake up,” she muttered, stealing the spoon. “Ah, my magic scepter!” Lauren yelled, sitting upright. Mara fell over with laughter, tossing the large spoon back to the nutter nearby. Realizing what just happened, Lauren blushed red. “I…” she started, not knowing what to say. Mara was still gasping for air, turning slightly bluish. Lauren’s blush faded and she scowled. “It’s not that funny,” she said, reflecting upon the time she tripped up a down escalator. “No wonder Harry abandoned you,” she said sorely. Mara sobered up, glaring. “That was just mean… Of course, I’d be bitter too if I was rejected by Harry and Oliver.” Both girls stared daggers at one another, until Mara’s laughing fit resurfaced. “We… really… need… to find… them…” she gasped, holding her sides that threatened to split. A door slammed across the hall as Julia entered, looking positively livid. “What’s up Jules?” Mara yelled, causing Julia to look angrier. She’d never liked any of them calling her that. “Err… sorry,” Mara said quickly, taking note not to say it again. “Any of you seen Clare?” Julia asked, eyes flashing. “Umm… Not since yesterday,” Mara answered, squirming. It wouldn’t do well to let Julia know she’d helped Clare get Remus. “W-why?” she asked. “Guess,” Julia muttered, though everyone knew the answer. Lauren looked sympathetic. “Sorry… I guess that’s how it goes.” Julia laughed at Lauren’s comment. “Oh, no it doesn’t. Mark my words, she’ll pay… Oh, yes, she’ll pay,” she said, cursing the day she’d been defeated by Lisie over Ron. This one she’d have to fight harder for… “Want some help?” Mara piped up, trying to ease her conscience. “Not here,” Julia mumbled, looking around. “I know where we can go.”
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Sara walked back to the Gryffindor common room, intent of lying down and letting everything sink in. Lisie had passed her on her way back to the tower, screaming about Scabbers. Wishing her luck, Sara bid her farewell and trudged back. Ron was sitting there waiting for Lisie, and jumped up when he saw Sara. “Where have you been? Out snogging Malfoy or something?” he said angrily. “I – What?” She opened and closed her mouth several times, at a loss for words. Lisie walked into the room smiling, wiping her hands on her pants. “You told him?” Sara yelled, turning to her. The smile wiped off Lisie’s face and she crossed her arms. “Of course not… He overheard.” “Right… Who else knows?” Sara said, a hint of worry mixed in with fury. “I do,” a voice said from near the stairs. Cursing inwardly, Sara turned to see who the voice belonged to, knowing the answer already. “Fred, please…” He cut her off, speaking very quietly. Before she could even say anything back, he left. Ron just stared, unsure of what to say or do. He was about to open his mouth, when Sara turned and left, trying to hide her face from the others. “I take it I’m in trouble?” Ron asked, turning to Lisie. She shrugged, staring. “I told you that would happen… Maybe not like that, but I was right. But it’s out of our hands, so never mind,” she said, sighing. He enveloped her in a hug, eventually picking her up and taking her back upstairs to take her mind off of everything else.
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Tricia sat beside Harry, shaking various cans. “Not this one,” she said, putting one down and grabbing another. “Why do we have to do this?” Harry sighed, shaking two at a time. “We’ve been over this before. Besides, we’re almost done.” She sighed inwardly at the thought, wishing they weren’t. It was nice having him sit still and just be able to talk to her. Especially in comparison to him running away, screaming like a madman. “So, what are you going to do when we’re gone?” she asked out of nowhere. Harry looked over at her, his green eyes meeting her brown. “I don’t know… I guess I’ll just wait around until that lady decides she’s done toying with us all. I don’t want any trouble. I want a life, a house, and a tea cozy. I don’t even know what one is, but I want one. Maybe Dobby could help me with that…” Tricia laughed… J.K. Rawling was a goddess, but she certainly was a bit evil. “What about you?” he asked, smiling a little at her laughter. “Oh, not much,” she answered, thinking of the wonderful things they do at TBWL. It wouldn’t be too nice for him to hear that she enjoys reading and writing disturbing and insane things about him. “Oh, but I wouldn’t mind working for Hallmark. I could make some amazing cards!” she said, beaming. After awhile, Tricia glanced over at him again, smiling. He seemed to be fighting with himself to ask something. “You okay?” she asked. He looked up, a pink tinge in his cheeks, and smiled.
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The sunlight was fading a bit, long after Larissa heard from Lisie what happened. “Draco?” Larissa tentatively knocked on the door to Draco’s room, hoping he was there. There was no answer, but she had a feeling he was actually inside. “Alright, I’ll come back later,” she muttered, walking down into the Slytherin common room and back out the entrance. Heather was scouring the hall for clues as to where Harry was and didn’t notice Larissa until she stepped in front of her. Heather looked up and smiled. “Hey!” “Hey… What are you doing?” Larissa asked, quirking an eyebrow. “Oh, um… Just some detective work,” Heather said, blushing. “What for?” “Err… I… Harry’s missing,” she answered, staring down at the floor. Larissa would have laughed had she been in higher spirits. “What’s wrong?” Heather asked. Larissa studied the floor for a moment, before muttering something incoherently. “What’s that?” Heather laughed. “It’s Draco… I mean, I know I technically have no room to talk. I stole him right under Lizzie’s nose, but…” “But you still did it, and then it happened to you and you realized you don’t like it,” Heather said wisely. “I know, I know. And I don’t want to be the kind of girl who freaks every time my boy notices somebody else. I mean, I have wrong feelings about other guys sometimes, but I feel guilty, and I flog and punish.” “Exactly. I’m sure Draco is flogging and punishing himself right – This is sounding wrong before I even finish,” Heather said, shaking her head. Larissa cracked a smile and hugged her. “Thanks,” she said, still laughing a bit.
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Clare broke away from Remus, needing oxygen. ‘Now I know why Julia would want to kill me for taking him away,’ she thought. A thought crossed her mind, making her cast a few locking charms on the door. ‘Better to be safe than sorry,’ she thought, before going back to Remus. All her other thoughts were quickly washed away, as were Remus’. In fact, neither noticed the talking outside their room.
“Knock,” Gwen said, impatiently. “No you,” Keziah whispered back loudly. “You were the one that thought they were in there.” “Fine! I’ll knock, okay?” Gwen smiled smugly as Keziah knocked gently on the door. “Um… Sirius? Are you there?” When there was no response, she sighed thankfully. “Now where to?” she asked, breathing deeply. “Where else but outside,” Gwen said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Of course, when somebody intends on finding Oliver, it was the most obvious thing in the world… “But…” “It’s my turn. We just looked where you suggested for Sirius, now it’s my turn for Oliver. Come on,” Gwen said, pulling her along.
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Sure enough, Oliver was still outside playing Quidditch with Lucy. While she looked exhausted, he looked like he’d just consumed a ton of caffeine, sugar, and the entire sort. “Oliver,” Lucy gasped, clutching her broom. “Can we go in soon?” “What, you don’t wanna play anymore?” He looked a bit wounded. Before she could answer, Lucy’s broom jolted forward and went into a steep dive. “Ah, that’s my girl!” he called out. “Didn’t even know you could do the Wronski Feint.” Lucy gulped. Neither did she… She tried hard to pull the broom up, but it refused. Bracing herself for a nasty fall, the broom stopped just centimeters and hovered for a moment before she slipped off. “W-What happened?” she said, shaking before she fainted. In the shadows, Gwen smirked evilly while Keziah had a look of concern. “C’mon,” Gwen said, walking out to the middle of the field. Keziah took Lucy to the Hospital Wing and making she was okay while Gwen distracted Oliver, who looked very concerned, worried, and yet proud. “She’d make one hell of a seeker,” he said to himself. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn’t notice that Gwen was guiding him to the Hall o’ Broomclosets, rather than Lucy.
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Sara walked outside in an attempt to clear her head. She’d really screwed things up with Fred, not that she didn’t enjoy it at the time. It was just… ‘It wasn’t supposed to turn out this way, ’ she thought, sighing. Walking down to the lake, she heard a rustling of leaves. “Voldie?” Sara said, shocked as the younger version of the evildoer popped out from behind a bush, hugging a box of Honeyduke’s Finest Chocolates. He looked around in one of those ‘I can’t believe I got caught, but I’ll try and find a diversion amongst the nothingness’ looks. Finding nothing, he looked back at the girl before him. “Shouldn’t you be tucked away in your beddy-by, all warm where nothing can eat you?” Sara quirked an eyebrow, “Is that supposed to scare me?” Voldie looked thoughtful for a moment before answering. “Little tremble wouldn’t hurt.” Trying to stifle a laugh, and failing miserably, Sara shrugged. “Sorry… It’s just that, I’m badder than you,” she said, giving him a pitiful look. “Am not!” he shrieked, wishing he had his minions with him to back him up. They’d show her! “Am too! You’re standing in the bushes hugging a bent box of chocolates, and I’m…” “What? Sneaking out to braid hair and watch Teletubbies with your mates?” With that last remark, Sara gaped at Voldie in either horror that he knew the truth or anger and frustration at what he said. Maybe a bit of both, or perhaps she just needed to release some tension. He wasn’t quite sure which, but it had to be bad. Sure enough, she slapped him hard across his far-too-pale cheek and stormed off to the lake. “Great… Now my mistress of darkness, CF is mad at me, along with my psychotic sweetie Briar, and some chick who fraternizes with my enemy!” Voldie said, sighing and sitting down on a mossy rock. Karma was a bad thing for Dark Lords to deal with…
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The next morning, several of the people ventured off to Hogsmeade Station to say goodbye to Cara, who was due back home. She kissed James on the cheek, wishing she didn’t have to leave him. One by one the others gave her hugs and farewells. Sirius hugged her tightly, thanking her for the help on their prank, which made her blush and hug him again. “Thanks, it was really an honor,” she murmured into his shoulder. Remus gave her a hug, telling her to write. A few of the girls told her to say hello to Caspian, and to write more of her fabulous stories (A/N: which at least one is STILL undone, mind you! And she hasn’t even been on AIM in ages…) With a final goodbye, Cara boarded the scarlet train, waving at everyone through the window. “I’ll miss you!” “Keep in touch!” “Admit that that’s my baby!” “Don’t forget to write!” “Letters and ficcy, that is.” “Give Caspian a hug for me.” “Goodbye!” After the train disappeared from sight, James disappeared out of sight. Julia launched herself at Remus, while Clare tried to intercept him. Another brawl began, while others were just too tired to watch. It was very early, and the little down was quite quiet. Gwen was holding tightly to Oliver, overjoyed that Lucy hadn’t come out to the train station today. Ron and Lisie were whispering to each other and then walked off towards one of the stores. Larissa was guiding Draco away to talk to him, while Heather and Nicolette were looking for Harry. Of course, he was still back with Tricia, relaxing in a well-secluded room. Keziah practically glomped Sirius, who had come out to Hogsmeade with the other Marauders while Jenny had slept in. Other various people like Lizzie, Blaise, Kelpie, Terrance, CF, Angelina, George, and Sara were wandering around Hogsmeade also, delighted by the various things surrounding them.
Well, mostly. Angelina ventured off to Honeydukes for awhile with George, but CF was almost certain they were snogging by now. Larissa was chatting adamantly with Draco inside the Three Broomsticks in a back corner. Laughter came from the hill near the Shrieking Shack as Blaise chased Lizzie and caught her, while Terrance mercilessly tickled Kelpie. Choccy wandered around the streets with Bill, whispering things to each other that caused the other to blush or laugh. Sara walked around with CF, looking at the various things inside Zonko’s. “What do you think of these?” CF asked, holding up a pair of pink bunny slippers that zapped the wearer. They both burst out laughing, remembering Voldie’s (Original) Advice Column and Wormtail being stuck in them. CF turned back to look at the rest of the merchandise as Sara caught a glimpse of flaming red hair. She stepped out of the store and walked in the direction she saw it, past Lisie and Ron were holding a songfest in the space between Zonko’s and the one beside it. “Ergh, get a room,” she groaned. Lisie looked up. “We have one… But we need a bit of fresh air,” she said smirking. “Doesn’t look like you’re getting much air,” Sara replied before walking along, noting the red in Ron’s ears.
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Two TBWLers down, twenty more to go. And at the very most, 3 days more. The pairings have been pretty much picked, waiting to be dished out. Who shall prevail? Find out next week on: AoTSFG!
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Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
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Cant believe im the first reviewer!!! Its been up for about 18 hours of something!!!!!!
This is v good CK
| QUOTE | | We don’t group with the ‘sorry’. We prefer ‘Oh god, please stop hitting me with my own ribcage!’” The girls glanced at one another and grinned evilly. “That could be arranged.” |
lmao!!
| QUOTE | | “Ah, that’s my girl!” he called out. “Didn’t even know you could do the Wronski Feint.” Lucy gulped. Neither did she… |
lol!!!
| QUOTE | | Clare broke away from Remus, needing oxygen. |
I dont need oxygen.....Id happily asphyxiate myself for him... 
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YAAAAAY!!!! *does the happy dance while singing the happy song* Happy! It's moreness! I love this!
| QUOTE | | Harry looked over at her, his green eyes meeting her brown. “I don’t know… I guess I’ll just wait around until that lady decides she’s done toying with us all. I don’t want any trouble. I want a life, a house, and a tea cozy. I don’t even know what one is, but I want one. Maybe Dobby could help me with that…” Tricia laughed… J.K. Rawling was a goddess, but she certainly was a bit evil. “What about you?” he asked, smiling a little at her laughter. “Oh, not much,” she answered, thinking of the wonderful things they do at TBWL. It wouldn’t be too nice for him to hear that she enjoys reading and writing disturbing and insane things about him. “Oh, but I wouldn’t mind working for Hallmark. I could make some amazing cards!” she said, beaming. After awhile, Tricia glanced over at him again, smiling. He seemed to be fighting with himself to ask something. “You okay?” she asked. He looked up, a pink tinge in his cheeks, and smiled. |
MUHAHAHAHAHA! 
This is great! So much fangirliness! I  fangirl fights, they're so much fun.  I support fangirl fights!
I love how you write Voldy by the way. | QUOTE | | Sara shrugged. “Sorry… It’s just that, I’m badder than you,” she said, giving him a pitiful look. “Am not!” he shrieked, wishing he had his minions with him to back him up. They’d show her! “Am too! You’re standing in the bushes hugging a bent box of chocolates, and I’m…” “What? Sneaking out to braid hair and watch Teletubbies with your mates?” |
XD
Amnotamnotamnooot! LOL.
o_o CF vrs. Briar. Blimey, what a war.
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eep. *shines CK's shoes* *gives CK money* *brushes CK's hair* Piick meee.  Joking!
FANKYOO SARAAA
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| Posted: Oct 13 2003, 03:59 PM |
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Can't WAAAAIIIIIIIITTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!
Looking forward to it....
Gives CK a huge ice cream sundae and lots of lollies I you sara!!!
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| QUOTE | | This is great! So much fangirliness! I fangirl fights, they're so much fun. I support fangirl fights! |
Mmm yes, I support fangirl fights too. -- Obviously
| QUOTE | | I love how you write Voldy by the way. |
Gracias!
| QUOTE | | o_o CF vrs. Briar. Blimey, what a war. |
CF vs. Briar would be one helluva battle! Of course, I have a solution for preventing a WW3, which is what you and Harry are doing right now. But I betcha can't guess *what* it is!
| QUOTE | | eep. *shines CK's shoes* *gives CK money* *brushes CK's hair* Piick meee. Joking! |
mwahar .. I suspect you're joking about joking --- But you shant know shall you? I'm not telling until the end! *cackle* There's some microscopic barely-there hint(s) I think though... Tough decisions, and I kept changing my mind but had an epiphany a few days ago.
| QUOTE | | I dont need oxygen.....Id happily asphyxiate myself for him... |
I bet you would!
| QUOTE | | Cant believe im the first reviewer!!! Its been up for about 18 hours of something!!!!!! |
I can't believe it either... And I spent *so* long on it too.... esp. since I I tried to make it long long long...
Mmm yummy, two looong reviews and a 2nd from MG.. *glompz* Yayness.... Ya'll make me happy.
Ya know what doesnt? The fact that nobody else has and this has been up since yesterday... *mopes*
*hands lollipops and gumdrops to her two loyal fans*
Oi, Trill I your siggy and avatar! *grin*
*glomps and hugsies*
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^.^ I lub Draco Malfoy -.^ and ^.- I lub Fred Weasley ^.^
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
I sail on the HMS R/H and I sail on the SS S/F
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| QUOTE | | eep. *shines CK's shoes* *gives CK money* *brushes CK's hair* Piick meee. Joking! |
Hey Trillian, you don't want to be picked, do you?
Oooh! Prettiful moreness. *hugs moreness*
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Georgie Porgie,
Pudding and pie,
Kissed the girls and made them cry,
Well I must be strange,
'Cause I ain't cryin'!
 Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and in my eyes, I am beautiful.
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More?
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Hi y'all!
I just want to say that I will not be on the forum Saturday and Sunday.
I will be in North Carolina instead, screaming at Lost Boys concerts!!! Finally, the unteality has ended!!! W00T!!!!
Love & Lost Boys,
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| CherryKisses473 |
| Posted: Oct 16 2003, 08:54 PM |
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Prefect
Group: Oldies
Posts: 3256
Member No.: 35
Joined: 21-June 03
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This is so depressing. I spent hours writing, all the time I intended to sleep, and the posted it ASAP and now it's almost a week later and I've got two long reviews and a one-word-request.
*mopes*
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AIM: Silver Star 832 and RainyDayForecast
Objective: To Take Up Internet Space. Bwahaha. *cough*
CandyGurl83 v.2 - - The Reincarnation of CG.
the Queen of Randomness and Broom Closet Supporter
^.^ I lub Draco Malfoy -.^ and ^.- I lub Fred Weasley ^.^
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
I sail on the HMS R/H and I sail on the SS S/F
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| Gred |
| Posted: Oct 16 2003, 09:47 PM |
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Fifth Year Student
Group: TBWLers
Posts: 1127
Member No.: 112
Joined: 23-June 03
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Am I being left out because I never post? Overall, still wonderfully excellent.
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I am the King of Hippies!
The sign said "long haired freaky people need not apply",
So I tucked my hair under my hat and went in to ask them why,
They said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do",
So I took off my hat and said, "Huh, imagine that. Me, working for you."
-Five Man Electrical Band
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| CherryKisses473 |
| Posted: Oct 16 2003, 10:56 PM |
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Prefect
Group: Oldies
Posts: 3256
Member No.: 35
Joined: 21-June 03
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Gred! you're back! *glomps*
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AIM: Silver Star 832 and RainyDayForecast
Objective: To Take Up Internet Space. Bwahaha. *cough*
CandyGurl83 v.2 - - The Reincarnation of CG.
the Queen of Randomness and Broom Closet Supporter
^.^ I lub Draco Malfoy -.^ and ^.- I lub Fred Weasley ^.^
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify or Villify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
I sail on the HMS R/H and I sail on the SS S/F
Take a glimpse through vacant eyes or unlock what lies beneath, unseen. |
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