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So no one posts in this community anymore. Darrell asked me out and thats wicked cool, 'cause he is great. I hope he gets his lip peirced like he said, that'll be hott. Yeah I guess thats all my good news besides leaving for Boston tomorrow morning to stay at Caties. I can't wait.

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ok an idea for a subject write a prediction for what you think will happen next year i got this bit from art bell if anyone of you know who that is your cool in my book

My Prediction: Iraq will completly stabalize

Christmas Gifts.

I have decided to post what I got on Chris's Birthday (One of my best friends, Christopher, was born on Christmas so now I call it Chris's Brthday instead)

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Darrell suggested I bring some life.

It feels weird not doing an LJ-cut for this, and not having to put a 6 pictures and having to advertise this community to two others communities and show the link and compliment the mods yadda yadda yadda rating communities suck


Name: Steph
Age/birthday: shfifteenteen. 1/15/89
Hometown: Greenshboro, NC
Status: Cold
Stats: 15 pts a game
Gender:  Female

Drink: Cola
Movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail and also the Princess Bride
Genre of Music: It might be easier to say though that the only genre I don't like is r&b.
Band: Demon Hunter

Write a few sentences as to why your life is interesting enough to post on here.

My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15 year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy - the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.

Life in the eyes of a MAniac.

Well, alot of shit's gone done since I last updated. I'm back home but I don't want to go into details, it's retarded. "Dimebag" Darrell Abbott died Thursday I believe it was. That's fucked up. I don't even think he was 40. Some dumbass has been robbing Florida banks and stores for a few months now has finally been caught when he went to rob a Starbucks and the TPD brought in the helicopters and dogs. They followed him into a taxi and finally shot him when he pulled a gun on them. That was brilliant, you're surrounded by 30 police cars, why the fuck did you pull a gun? But guess what? You're not dead! You're now living the rest of your life as a fucking vegetable. Good job dumbass! Anyways, I'm going to start my best rants of the year soon. I'm going to rant on all sorts of shit. Exams are this week and I've been skating everyday after school. Fun times! Subway made a meatball sub for me but didn't heat it >:O. AHH! Now my brothers are fighting and I really don't care. If one dies then they other has noone to fight with. YEY! I'm out.
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