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Post by riley miller on Dec 6, 2012 19:38:50 GMT
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I guess you’re right. I kinda gave up on the people at school, you know, so perhaps I should try making friends somewhere else. You never know until you try! Or something like that.. But, you know, if I make a fool out of myself, I still have to live next door to the guy.. No, wait. Positive thinking! I’ll just talk about the weather. Everyone does that, right? It’s a light subject and quite.. meaningless and.. yeah.
Talking about school; I made an ass out of myself again today.. Walked into the wrong classroom.. I swear, my head was as red as a full-grown tomato there. These kind of things only happen to me, seriously. Like, the entire school is aware when people are pulling pranks, ‘cept for me. Tell me something like this has happened to you too, so I don’t feel like a complete fool? ^_^;
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Post by natesa elise mayjor on Dec 15, 2012 17:31:10 GMT
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Uh, if I'm honest...absolutely nothing, lol. I'm kind of the type that feels inferior in general. You ever feel like that, Riles? :3
Hehe, the weather sounds like a good topic. And then when you've talked to him a bit, maybe find out what he likes to do? So that you can, y'know, do stuff together maybe? It'd be pretty awesome.
Oh, god, yes. I've done that several times before. Wrong classroom all the time. At my school, some of the doors have scratched up numbers, so it's kind of impossible to tell which room is the right one unless you've been there for a while. So yeah. You're not alooone. :3
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Post by riley miller on Dec 17, 2012 19:13:52 GMT
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, width: 110px; padding: 1px 1px 1px 1px;][style=background-image: url(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/1616/riles.jpg); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 6px solid #222222; border-radius: 20px;] [/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 22px; color: 222222; text-align: center; font-style: underline; text-transform: lowercase;]SmileyRiley[/style][style=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 7px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: 797979;]IS CURRENTLY ONLINE[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 250px; background-color: 222222; overflow: auto; font-size: 14px; font-family: tahoma; padding: 10px; color: 888888; text-align: justify; margin-left: -10px; border-radius: 14px;] Heh, yeah. It’s actually even more frustrating, because it hasn’t an apparent cause. I mean, most of the time, at least. Sometimes, it’s simply caused by a mean comment someone throws at me. Technically, I should feel better than all those people combined. I’m way nicer and I’m a decent friend and.. Well, if only it worked that way.
You’re so much smarter than I am, seriously. I’d go out and say the weather is nice, and then go all like “…….”. How do I ask that, though, without it sounding.. forced? I can’t just budge in and ask what he likes. That’d be forcing myself on him or something. Maybe it’d be easier to just spy on him. LOL. See what he does, where he goes. I really wouldn’t actually do that, btw. I’m not some creepy stalker..
Are you serious? That’s exactly what happened! I had to go to 203, but some jerks thought it was funny to scratch half a number off, so I ended up in 208. Luckily for me, there was a girl who stopped all the snickers and whispers. Still felt terribly awkward, though.
So, my mom’s off to work. Again. She often works night shifts. So now, I’m trying to figure out what to make myself for dinner.. Any suggestions? What do you like to eat?
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