I love u viv. lols

i am POG.
penguin. on. guard
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
OH shit I remember that
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
of course you do!
i just reminded you
duh -_-
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
=D
i meant u.
sorry
I meant u remember that?
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
duuuuuh.
POG is my title.
i like it
HMPH
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
lol yes POG.
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
yesterday chris was watching bambi
more like, he downloaded the movie
and watched it
BAMBI
the stupid deer
that can't walk
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
ahahaha
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
we are special ppl
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
yes. we are
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
i meant chris and i. but if you insist, i accept =D
hi special number 3
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
AH no i'm threee!
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
if you want, you can be special leader 1
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
ahaahaha
alright POG I'll be SL1
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
cool
you are officially more retarded than i am
good job
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:

i feellike it now okay.
i'm not depriving u ofg ur special time okay.
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
SEE! pog is infectious!
omg.
when i become some awesome doctor
i'll find this disease
and name it POG.
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
......yes it is called retardism
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
stands for PRE-SYNDROME OSMOSIS ... UH... G... G... GUMBALLS.
wth
i couldn't find a sciency enough name
=/
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
unhuh......when u have a certificate i'll believe you
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
I WILL
i'll name the cure
Be sure when the tidal wave comes. Save yourselves says:
yes yes
v; sic transit gloria... glory fades. [away] says:
ZOEY.

I want to sleep.

My eyelids feel like their carry my cat on them and my head is going to burst. I love death cab. It makes me feel drifty, floaty. Like I'm some where else. I want to be somewhere else. Somewhere where its never silent or can never smell of hospitals. That disgusting clean smell of medicine.

Its sickening.

Random

Reading: To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee.

Quote: Shoot all the Bluejays you want but to shoot a Mockingbird is a sin.

It is a good book. =D

EntryOne. LYN CALLUM. Draft Only.

The droning of teachers really can bore a person half to death. That's why students improvise.

Pretending: To take down notes, to laugh at their dumb jokes, to not be asleep during their lectures.

The list goes on.

By three thirty the bell that ends the school life has rung and most of the students have made it out the door before the teacher.

I supposed I was one of them, on a usual day. But today I was especially slow. I did not want to rush I did not want to have the fast paced rush of adrenaline.

Today was slow on purpose.

I leaned over to the left of my table to grab my bag from its hook. As I leaned over I noticed a small square of cream folded paper sticking out from my bag. On plucking it out of my bag I noticed it had my name written backwards, NYL, on it.

I look around to see I was the only one left. But as I was about to open it I heard the odd sound of my best friend hollering for me. I sighed, tucked it into my pocket, grabbed my sling-bag, and exited the room.

Outside Vix Dale was leaning against the lockers talking to Bob.

Vix had been my friend for four years now. Ever since Hannah introduced us at her birthday and then when we moved into the same neighborhood. Just luck I guessed.

Vix was a wild yet composed person if it was even possible to say that. She was smart and organized but hated to do boring things and liked experimenting in every way.

Look wise she was slightly shorter than me, slightly pale, Ebony black hair until her waist with a long side fringe, and dark midnight blue eyes that sparkled.

She was beautiful. That was what she thought and so did the rest of the school.

Anyway, Bob noticed me and waved. Vix turned around grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the stairs to go down.

After two flights she slowed down. "Thank you... for saving me. God that boy is annoying. Before you came out he was jumping on my shoulders. One day... One day... I will get revenge," said Vix, exasperatedly.

I let out an ah and chuckled. "Yeah, yeah I know. Then he'll have no manlyness cause of castration," I said. She made an "ouch" face and laughed.

"Okay enough about Boob. I want to ask you something. Plaese please say yes," she said. I stared at her curiously, wondering if I should be worried.

"There is a party at my dad's club please please come with me because Charleen has the flu and I have no one to go with. I'll be lonely..." she said very fast.

Entry one. Draft only.

Small Vix entry - Vivi's.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Inhale. Exhale. Think sad. Think gory. Think bad.
At this moment a certain girl of sixteen years named Vix Dale was trying her very best not to explode with laughter. But even thoughts of car crashes and torturing penguins could not keep her from shaking with glee.

The cause of this situation came in the form a boy named Bob Giledoor. Ever since the beginning of their recess he had been spewing word after word of ridiculously funny crap. Poor helpless Vix was subject to this torment for half an hour before the boy toddled off somewhere to communicate with his Chinese[mandarin] friends.

She was left to try and calm herself down but seemed unable to and her body could not take much more laughter. It didn't help that her best girlfriend was not in sight. At least she could have chased Bob away earlier, thought Vix.

These were the reasons why she was holding her breath and seemed to turn blue almost purple. Just as all hope seemed lost a hand collided with her back and made her yelp out in pain.

Furious, she turned to see the best friend, named Lyn Callum, she had been hoping for earlier, standing their grinning. "Sorry darl. I forgot that leaving you all alone with Giledoor was a bit bad for your health. But I was in the library finishing up world history homework," the girl stated.

Vix glared at Lyn nonetheless. "Violent feral koala," she growled. "HEY. No name calling penguin. You still luv me anyway," countered Lyn, shaking a finger at he shorter girl.

Vix grinned evilly. She huffed, turned her chin up and mumbled a taunting "Maybe," at Lyn.

Lyn mock cried out, hurt. Vix just snickered at her.
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Crap- dedicated to Vivian Cheah

Contemplation.

1. Deciding on coming to school the next day
2. Deciding whether she should date the idiot she loves*(maybe)

Realization

1. That she might miss both Sej and BM if she skips
2. That she had to spend 120-110 on a new phone screen
3. That she is so blur. =D

Love ya vivy. not gay.

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