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ooc: I NEVER said anything about me being younger, but if you would like me to, I can go into that whole lecture. No one would beg me to stay. Everyone hates me. My life. Don't argue. I am not trying to get you guys to change the RP because of it. I couldn't keep up because, oh my gosh, my parents had a meeting to go to, and I couldn't play at all. And I take high school classes. I get loads of homework, and I have lots of after school activities. I am thinking about leaving TDP all together. No one would care.
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Okay you know what, get a quarter and call someone who cares. Go spew your emoness to someone who actually gives a cr.ap. NO ONE CARES IF YOU LEAVE. We don't care because you're barely on. And if no one cares about you, that's your fault. You godmod, you're bossy and you're sometimes really annoying.
Please, YOU SAID YOU WERE TWELVE. Just because you take high school courses doesn't mean you're mature. And I am graduating from high school this year. BIG DEAL. Tell someone who cares. ![]() |
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Emoness? Puh-lease? Cut, cut? No. Alone? Yes. That is depression. Not "emoness". I never said that meant I was mature. That means I get a lot of homework. You know what else? I HAVE A LIFE! That means I can't spend hours on here, staying up till midnight. I HAVE A LIFE! Activities, homework, family. It is a TREAT when I get on.
I am deleting my posts. No one would care. I do not godmod. I can be bossy, but I said she SHOULD'VE talked to us about it. We all had something to do with Brooke. Annoying? No. I try to prove a point. You don't agree, I am automatically the annoying brat with no life. |
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Hayley: (M's at my place) Okay, I DID talk to you about it. Before we skipped. I asked if getting rid of Brooke would be okay. Majority ruled, and it happened. And I have a life, too. And maybe you should just get out of this thread. And you are acting kind of emo, by the way. No one cares about me... BLAH BLAH BLAH.
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Emo is when you do self harm. I don't really have depression. I hate labels. Like I said, I am deleting all of my posts and RP threads and leaving the RP forums. I thought you guys (at least you, Hayley) were actually friends. But of course not, because I am a 12 year old BRAT. We should've only made her disappear if we all agreed. I did not, so it wasn't really fair.
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Emily: OMG CHEETAH! Try to understand English! Do you not know what emo means? It doesn't just mean cutting!!! It's also exactly what you're doing right now! I have a life too. Duh. No, I agree. You're deffinitely NOT mature.
No one cares that you get a lot of homework. I'm a senior. Don't honestly think that you get more homework than I do. So stop whining! Tell your mom about things like that, but I don't care! I don't care about your presonal life. I don't. Annoying? Yes. Brat, I don't know. As for having a life, I don't know either, and I DON'T CARE. And yes you do godmod! GOSH! So if you want to quit the site, GO AHEAD. No one cares. That's what comes from being bossy. OMG Hayley is the new owner! She decides what happens to her own characters. IT WAS HER CHARACTER AND SHE DOESN'T NEED YOU TO AGREE BECAUSE OBVIUOSLY YOU WOULDN'T HAVE. You always used Brooke to kidnap your kids. She doesn't need your input. As for being your friend, what ever. I get p.issed when people go off like you are. Okay, try to understand English. You're supposed to be really smart so try to keep up. EMO as a part of the world EMOtional. Understanding now? I hope so. This is pretty basic. Perhaps you ought to look it up. Emo can also mean emotional. ![]() |
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Ooc: Agreed. You didn't hear it from me, but American work (school) is easier then up here in Canada. M has a friend who moved there, her friend got 70's (B-/C+) here, and she gets 90's (A+) in America. She has seen some of her friend's math work. Gr. 8's are doing like, Gr. 5 work.
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Yeah! My friend wasn't doing so well here and she's acing in the States, even though nothing's changed. Anyway, back to the RP. I'm done wasting my breath over this.
BIC: David and I drove to the court and got our marriage liscenses. We signed them and were legally married. Giggling, we drove home. Suddenly, I was serious again. "So when do you leave?" He sighed. "Tomorrow." I stared. "What?" "Yeah." "That's awful!" "I'll be okay." He said, looking at me. I looked out the window. That would have to be enough. We got in and went to our room where we fell asleep immediately. The next morning, we got up at five. I drove David to the army airport and saw him off for the second time. I got home and made breakfast for the kids. "Lannie, are you awake?" I called. "I am now." she grummbled. ![]() |