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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 4:50 am
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[[ That's right, I hate school. But today I'm home sick :[ DARN FLUESHOT ]]
Talia winced at Nich's assumption. No, no that wasn't it. Not at all it. She felt horrible and she just didn't want to admit she's a terrible guilty person who is ignoring two great guys because she so confused, tired, and pathetic because no matter what she says she'll probably end up hurting someone and that's just how stupid, and pathetic she is! And now she's here, being in the center of all this... now she felt like she's some lime-light hungry drama queen who can't take care of herself. She shook her head and opened her mouth, about to answer when they began to talk about instruments. All she got out was a quiet, "That's not true..." She didn't want to ruin anyone's fun, not again. So she shut her mouth tight and looked back at the ground, pulling her legs up to hold them. She layed her head down her pulled up legs, stared at the ground, and allowed them to continue. Though all the music talk reminded her, she really really really wanted her guitar right now.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 3:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 4:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 4:32 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 3:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2007 9:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:19 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 6:03 pm
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((Nope, Apple isn't going to say sheet apparently xd ))
He smiled warmly, then looked to Cookie and sighed, staring at the messed up seems. He stood up and streched, then switching his gaze to Taliah. "Heh, you really DO like Nich, don't ya?" he chuckled gently, running his finger though his hair gently, moving his eyes towards the door. "Why don't you go find him? He didn't look too happy." he sighed, again changing his gaze, this time to the ceiling, licking his dry lips gently.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 4:03 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 11:02 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 8:15 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 8:40 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 8:47 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 9:45 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 10:40 am
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Nich sighed. he had sat alone long enough. It may have been 4 minutes or 4 hours, but he had got no thinking done whatsoever, and was sincerely dissatisfied with just lying here.
He moseyed down the stairs, just as the sun began to reach higher into the morning sky. Dawn had been a beuatiful thing to see, but he had been too sad.
He walked past the kitchen, and the administrative facilities. A sign on the door read "Therapy starts, This wednesday!". The way it was written it seemed happy and excited, but therapy to him was by no means happy or exciting.
He then found the recreation wing. The hall contained three doors leading off of it. One to a common room, which admittedly was far more comfortable than their room. It was probably monitored. Another door lead to an old rickety gymnasium, it seemed that one of the basketball nets had once housed something heavy enough to wrench one side from the wall. He didnt want to think what had hung from it. Then he found the music room.
It was extremely dusty and held little instruments, but it had an old jazz-style drum kit, and a piano. As well as some cool looking sound equipment. He wasnt much of a tech guy, but plugs didnt take that much genius to understand how to fit together. He looped his MP3 player into one of the jacks, and soon Bron-Yr-Aur sStomp was blaring on all speakers loud enough to be heard, or at least felt throughout the house... if not clearly than well enough.
He smiled and lay back on the floor..... this made him truly happy.
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