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You shouldn't use the word Wench. We need a...

...colorful metaphor... yeah, that's it. A colorful metaphor to replace that word.
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...Zero for one. ._. *Crickets chirp*

(I quoted Star Trek, OMG!)

In that case.

xd

Why would it upset me? There're very few things that will make me upset at all.

... o_o Anger is not classified as upset, please not that though.
(And this doesn't anger me either. I doubt any of mah friends could ever make me angry. ._.; )

I only swear like a mofo when I'm around you...that just means I'm comfortable with you heart .

Random Thing That Scares Me: Ronald Mc-Frickin-Donald! I hate his face; it's so creepy. And when you are in line at Micky-Dees, **enter Jaws theme music** you feel something looking behind you and you slowly turn around and here he is....his fugly pasty face is on some cardboard cutout. You look away but you feel those eyes on your back. You look around again and you feel like his eyes are moving all shifty-like ninja . I also don't like freaky clown laughs.....especially the way Elmo laughs eek .

Mari, you're so nice at times, haha! xd :

OMG!!! The sad thing is....I got scared and my heart skipped a beat crying .

Look at their demonic eyes!!! It's evil!!! gonk

yes i was 4laugh

Aaahhhh....it's been a few days since I have been in Gaia. Per request, I have come to post another story. This is the story from when I was tramatized at the beach as a child and am never able to go back to one without horrible memories flooding my head.

I was around 6 and my brother was around 4 or so. We went to the beach for the summer. My brother was such an adorable child-he got away with so many things. Ugh stressed . So....he got away with a lot because everything he did was oh-so-friggin'-cute and people, especially my family, fawned over the little demon-child. We were there just playing in the water and the sand like so many of the other families with children there. I was sitting on the sand building a castle or what-not when my brother thought it would be funny to start shoveling sand into the back of my bathing suit. Naturally, being the harrassed sibling, I screeched for my mother to stop him. But noooooooo.....she thought it was friggin' hilarious! So of course, she let him keep on doing it and even told me to let him do it. Then to top it off, she starts taking pictures. gonk Then other people around us start noticing and think it's incredibly adorable: the little cherub-faced angel giggling and shoveling sand into the bathing suit of his older sister who is scowling, pouting and crying. They were pointing and laughing and aw-ing over the cuteness of it all. A few might have even taken pictures, maybe? It got to be so bad that I was anchored to the ground with a 10 pound load of sand on my a**!!! I was resorted to slowly dig myself out through my leg-holes of my suit with my fingers. Needless to say, by the end of the day, sand was in places where I really didn't want sand to be in. stare

(I wish I can find those pictures from that day and post them here. They're funny....well, they are funny now....it wasn't funny to me back then stare .)

Anyways, hope that was somewhat funny. Goodbye. Until I post again, Ellen

By the way, I had fun visiting for the last bit of the club meeting last Thursday whee . Wish I was there the whole meeting.