~.~ That..*Pant Pant*...was horrible.
~¤Well. Tomorrow we, et Smóres, arrive not 'til 11:45, yes? But seeing as Ihop will most likeley bhe packed, from what we've heard, I guess Manda and I are cancelling, from what she sayd? Not that anyone would care to wake up that early anyway :[..Atleast prolly not meh..Hmm..What to do with myself. :/ Well..I should just cram for the upcoming Science TAKS or otherwise have her bisch for not being commended..And then History.
~¤Yes, I think I did Miss Chapa proud. Yes indeedy.
~¤Maybeh..if anyone would like to make plans mañana.. (Accent? Sp.?..*Arranges in random places*)
~¤Tónight..Hopefully I can converse with someone..But meh no know. Eh beh mahd ah mi. :'[
~¤[Yawñs wearily] That's all for now..Good day and you §!Nad pa»n§.
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...[Turns the screen back to an upright position] Then..
[Turns her back to you and skips off into the horizon; Sixpence: "There She Goes," playing in the backgroun*..
~·¸;(/.-/) A soft zephyr combs through her hair..flowing..She tosses back in a Baywatch motion..Softly..Slowly..Gracefully..She!@$#$% crampsanddrownsinasandcastlemote!@#$%^&..moot?..m00t.]
[But..Despite teh uncomfortable moistness..she picks herself back up, brushes herself off, and continues t'wards the ocean to meet her Beloved..Gary..(The only tolerable SpongeBob cast)..Her arms and slender legs flailing all contortedlik..Nothing..Nothing can keep her from him..She leaps..Reunited with teh best snail in the world..wrapping her legs around his antennaes and pecks him on teh lids..She prances over to his side and mounts his back and rides off into the sea to meet his fellow sea critters and sea anemones..To Be Continued]9.9_@schway..
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I does believe that deserves the 100 Greatest Freestyling Fantasies ever written. Agreed? Of cow'se.
Oh yhes, fill out my Dementedfaeries survey and do so on your own journal too sothat weh may repli..This shud bhe interesanté.