BEWARE!!! This is kinda bad.But it is funny.If you Like FMA... (3)

[Audiomechanic]

Oh, so there's no difference? Then I'm fine.

I haven't been getting my 12 hours of sleep, so I thought I might act crazier than usual. But maybe I've gotten used to no sleep thanks to school.

Let's bury ttreg's character in the Fashion & Clothing board!

BWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAaaaaaa!!!!!!!1111one1

I like the way you think.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

Yea, I'm anti-baby too. Especially since my best friend's girlfriend's kid just DESTROYED my $40 pair of head phones that I use while riding my motor bike. Ugh. I hate kids.

(why $40 head phones? Cause they are the only pair of headphones I have found that actually block out the noise of wind and traffic so I don't have to turn the music up so loud that my ears bleed in order to hear it)

...

*sits on headphone's remains*

 

[notanordinarygirl]

BWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAaaaaaa!!!!!!!1111one1

I like the way you think.

...


Okay, I'm sleepy.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

o_o

Can You See Those Balloons Too!?!?!?!?!

 

[notanordinarygirl]

Oh My kami I Don't Want To Be 17!!!!!!!!!!

 

[notanordinarygirl]

*blinks, bumps thread, and cries some more*

 

[notanordinarygirl]

I would trust my life with you guys, so tell me, which one's better? I'm confused.

 

[ttreg]

meh

 

[Audiomechanic]

I like MySpace but then again, I've never tried LiveJournal. I think you should go with MySpace, cause I'm on there and we can be friends 'n junk.

You should want to be 17. Most kids (Bwahaha) your age want to be older than they are. 17's not so bad (least in other people's lives. In my life it was the big suck).

 

[Audiomechanic]

I would trust my life with you guys, so tell me, which one's better? I'm confused.

Plus, if you go with MySpace, you can finally post a pic of yourself and we then we can get married and have 150 kids!

.....


err.....then again.....maybe not. Kids are the devil.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

meh

I lurve you, ttreg.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

I like MySpace but then again, I've never tried LiveJournal. I think you should go with MySpace, cause I'm on there and we can be friends 'n junk.

You should want to be 17. Most kids (Bwahaha) your age want to be older than they are. 17's not so bad (least in other people's lives. In my life it was the big suck).

Can you write in Spanish on MySpace?

Ugh... This is so complicating. I don't even know what language to use.

Stupid blogs. This wouldn't have happened if I wasn't addicted to them. I should have spent my free time writing other stuff, like fics.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

Plus, if you go with MySpace, you can finally post a pic of yourself and we then we can get married and have 150 kids!

.....


err.....then again.....maybe not. Kids are the devil.

Did you know that I actually took some pictures of me on my cel and planned to post them on a thread in OBOB? But then I looked at me... and realized... I looked really pale, which I'm not, then really yellow... And got scared and...


I think... I'm an alien.

(Plus, I thought I looked fat. But that's just me right now, which sucks.)


If I get married, I must have a dozen kids. Respect the Catholic woman.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

Hey...


I've got my College Board results now.


...

If I had just gotten 30 more lousy points I could have gotten the score I wanted.

 

[ttreg]

I WANT A PIC OF NAOG NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Audiomechanic]

I second.

 

[ttreg]

you hear that NAOG?! now take off your to-i mean give us a pic of urself!

 

[Audiomechanic]

you hear that NAOG?! now take off your to-i mean give us a pic of urself!

BWAHAHAHAHAHA......err.....I mean.......BAD ttreg!!!!
























bwahahahahaahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

 

[anime4God]

Uh...hi. I'd like to see the pic too.

 

[notanordinarygirl]

Yeah, that's right. Talk about pictures. Meanwhile, I'll go make friends. Friends that have taken the College Board and already know their results, like me.

...

Stupid not having made friends in architecture camp thingy.