No, really. I do. And not in the good, "Captain Jack Sparrow", way either. I remember it like it was yesterday.
*flashback*
Sam's house, 11.30am. The light is filtering in through the clouds weakly, and we make not very polite conversation to pass the time. The doorbell rings. Who could it be? It's Ele. "Lets hide!" exclaims Emma, jovially. I run
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wow, you really hurt yourself. but this entry=lol.
but hugs anyway! i hope it doesnt all hurt too much... :S
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xxx
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*hugs*....gentle hugs anyway.
XxX
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Lol.
xxx
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I doubt you have, you would have realised.
XxX
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*hides* and hopes to make you forgive me with the news that I've posted part 47 of Torchwood House
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I have to admit, though, that the novelty value wore off rather quickly after I realised I couldn't eat. -__- Turns out I have just enough nerves exposed to make everything and anything impossible. Yay!
And then my mum, in a rather blasé way, told me that there's a chance I might've broken my nose. Which I doubt, but I'm really not sure whether or not she was being sarcastic...
Ah well, such is life. If it is broken, I never much liked my nose anyway, and then I could get reconstructive surgery free on the NHS! Double yay!
And yes, I forgive you~<3
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hope you can eat now... but ouch - talking of NHS though, your local hospital should have an emergency dental service I'd guess
and thanks for the forgiveness
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Aahaahh... Eucsxe my iarnoncge then. And yeah, I jsut went to the NHS eecmgrney svriece, and I had intjcinoes so I rlaely can't speak... Or eat, or dinrk, or do anyntihg for 3/4 hrous aepanlrtpy. This day is going to be fun-flield boenyd bleeif. I can tell.
(Yes, I do have enough to time to run my speech through a Cambridge text encoder. There's nothing wrong with that, neither does it say anything about my absence of a life... *shifty look*)
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(yes, I am still laughing). xxx
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