This is a story I made a long time ago, when I still had my former account, crs45, which was rudely hacked into and taken away from me.

What a Week! (An Exaggerated Tale)
"I can't beleve this is happening to me," I said to myself in the mirror in my room. I was actually going out with *Arnold Swartsaneger voice* a big, muscle-ripped jerk from the football team! OMG!!! *No more Arnold voice* I looked in the mirror for long, vigerous hours, trying to see if this outfit I picked out for our date was...glamorous for him...or was it a fashion faux pas? I deceided to leave on what I was wearing. Now, it was time to apply make-up! (E GASP!) I nervously went to my vanity and reached a trembling hand to grab some eyeshadow. As I lifted the eyeshadow brush to my eye, my hand was shaking so much, that some of the eyeshadow dust got into my eye! I threw down the eyeshadow brush and screamed like a retarded donkey! I fell backwards and started punching myself in the face, thinking it would knock out the dust in my eye. I got up and looked in the mirror to see I had a FAT, BULGING bruise on my eye! I screamed and slammed my head against the wall numerous times and suffered a terrible concussion that lasted two days. When I awoke, I relised I missed my date with the *Arnold voice* big, muscle-ripped football player!!! *No more Arnold voice* When i got home from the hospital, I flew into my room and grabbed the crappy black eyeshadow that caused this horrible happening. "It was your fault!" I screamed at the inamidite object. It's reply...Nothing. Then I performed a ritual to curse the darned eyeshadow. I set there for ten days straight saying a bunch of jibberish and at the end of the cermony, I threw the eyeshadow out the window. What a week, huh?