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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:05 pm
What have you been up to? (My internet is incredibly slow tonight....)
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:08 pm
...nothing. >_<
For once I am actually sitting on my a** all day doing nothing, though it makes me uneasy. I have an itch to do something, but my knee is telling me otherwise. So I've been spending quality time with the terrible twosome! Gerard's arch foes! x3
*cuddles with Midnight some more* What a good girl! :whee'd:
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:09 pm
What's up with your knee anyway? o_O Maybe I missed the explanation where you told us about your deadly injury.... rofl
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:12 pm
We found a twenty foot cliff while snowboarding down part of the Alps. I landed really hard on my knee. It hurts like a mother.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:15 pm
That's a big bobo *kisses Tana's knee from Canada*
My knee has been screwed up forever >_> It just randomly decides to go 'out of place' every once in awhile. Then I need someone to grab my leg and pull it really hard. It goes 'crack' and it's back in place. Except for that one time I got stuck *giggles* That was (not) funny...
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:16 pm
That sounds incredibly silly, but at the same time *hugs Sui* I feel bad for your knee!
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:17 pm
*pats knee* It's used to it! My body's seen worse sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:20 pm
Oh noez. :gonk'd: *puts cushions around Sui's leg*
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:23 pm
o_O My knee is fine now!
*puts cushions around Tana's leg and offers coffee*
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:24 pm
Why fank you! *hugs Sui some more* But no fanks on the coffee.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:29 pm
Not to tell everybody else my life is more complicated than theirs (because it isn't XD) but I had the most horrible evening last night... gonk
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:31 pm
Oh noe. I'll beat up anyone who bothered you if someone did. Just tell me and I'll get on it!
*serious face*
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:37 pm
I'm actually writing up what happened. Do you want to know or am I wasting my words o_O Because it's quite a long story
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:40 pm
Tan-kun likes to read. :3nod'd:
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 8:52 pm
>_> I'm sorry for anybody who reads this post Warning, teenage rant below: I had my family over for supper last night: two uncles, two aunts, 8 cousins, and my grandma. I must give a little history of my family before I can tell the story: My grandma is a psycho , controlling b***h that had three children; Richard, Diane (my mum) and Denis. Richard and my mum are somewhat sane (haha) but Denis is crazy. He lives in his own little world where he is ‘the best father, the best son, the best husband’. He moved to Mexico a few years ago to get away from my grandma. He met a woman there, Erindira, and brought her back to Canada so that she could give birth to their son, Sebastien (you know, the cutest baby in the world). They didn’t get married, so she doesn’t have Canadian citizenship. So! What happened on Easter is; all the adults got drunk, the kids were playing RockBand and ResidentEvil 4 in the basement, everybody was having fun. Everything was fine and they all left around 10:30. About 15 minutes later I get a call from Erindira; my uncle is yelling like a madman in the background and she’s crying her heart out on the phone. She asked us to go get her, that she didn’t want to be with my uncle anymore. So we go over and there he is, laying on the couch with his precious son; my little cousin Nat is crying really hard, Erindira too... And all he says is “Nobody’s gonna talk to my boy like that” and he kisses my cousin’s head. He wouldn’t let us take my little cousin Nat even though she wanted to come with us; she was so scared. So we leave with the baby and Erindira and we ask her what happened. We asked her “Did he hurt you?”. And she replied “Me, I don’t care. But my baby _no_.” It turns out he got angry because she somehow insulted Denis’ precious little boy; he was pushing her down the stairs and hitting her while she was holding the baby. She stayed the night; she told us she wanted to go back to Mexico. It would be hard, if not impossible, for her to stay here since she doesn’t have Canadian citizenship... The only thing is her baby was born in Canada and to get him to cross the border, we need my uncle’s signature. And he’s crazy so he’ll never give it. She’s back with my uncle now. God knows why...
*cuddles knees*
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