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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 9, 2005 17:29:09 GMT -5
hah.. thanks so much!! seriously. without these FABULOUS comments.. i don't know if I would keep writing! =))
-and lorelowell.. lol ur avatars (thats what tehy are, right? lol) in ur sig were distracting me! as I was trying to type this up, I kept looking at them and being like "ahh.. green day. .WAIT.. FOCUS.." lol.. =))
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 11, 2005 21:24:49 GMT -5
lol, I know, sometimes I can't take my eyes off them either. They're just TOO....DAMN......FINE!!!!!!
Anywho....update soon!
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 12, 2005 8:20:31 GMT -5
aha.... I know. AND I'M LOOKING AT THEM RIGHT NOW AND TELLING MYSELF TO PAY ATTENTION TO WHAT II'J,M TYPING BUT I CAN'T DO IT!!!!!! (green day overthrows my self control)
--and I've gotten part 10 written, but I won't be able to type it up today.. maybe tomorrow
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 12, 2005 8:22:48 GMT -5
*makes a sighing sound like Napoleon Dynamite* Fine, but hurry up......friggin' IDIOT! lol, nah, I luv ya.
I'll be waiting for an update......*taps watch*
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 12, 2005 8:45:10 GMT -5
lol =) ahh.. I love napoleon dynamite. such a dumb movie, yet such a classic =)
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 12, 2005 15:28:11 GMT -5
I know, lol. It was so stupid I laughed like a maniac when I first saw it. My mom hated it. Like she wanted to snap the DVD in half when it was over.
Whoa, back on topic......UPDATE!!!!
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 13, 2005 16:19:15 GMT -5
(okay I know this is waaaay off topic.. but ehh, sue me.. I'M THE AUTHOR!! INFURIATE ME AND I'LL STOP WRITING THE STORY! lol) yeha.. my mom watched it, but I think she kind of liked it.. didn't find it as amusing as I did, though
-BACK ON TOPIC::: I might be able to post part 10 today, might not... its already like 4 PM here... i WOULD'VE been on earlier today but the stupid power went out. .. SO HOPE FOR AN UPDATE! =)
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 13, 2005 16:39:27 GMT -5
I'm hoping!! *hopes* And it's only four over there? It's five over here! Surely you can do something!! Pleeeeaaase?? *puppy dog eyes*
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 13, 2005 18:03:08 GMT -5
*sings quietly to self* I wanna update, an update, an update........
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 13, 2005 18:51:23 GMT -5
=(( Sorry.. I've got to get offline now (mom wants the internet).. update.. tomorrow maybe.. I didn't update today cause A) power went out and couldn't use the computer and B) was busy reading Oblivious No More... **guilty smile**
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 13, 2005 18:54:43 GMT -5
Hell, Oblivious No More is a fucking good story......Whatsername is brilliant. That's okay. Just make sure you do it tomorrow, at least! ;D
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 13, 2005 20:26:23 GMT -5
I LIED I LIED I LIED!! (okay. so lying is bad. BUT THIS TIME IT MAKES YOU HAPPY!!) posting an update.. NOW
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 13, 2005 20:27:31 GMT -5
*pumps fist* YES!!!
Wait......you LIED TO ME???!!!!
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Post by [...whatsername3...] on Nov 13, 2005 20:27:50 GMT -5
Part 10: in which a stoplight turns green, and we meet a Dr. Palkan[/b] (Author’s Note: jut so I don’t cause any confusion, part 10 starts right where part 9 left off) Still Mike’s POV I quickly turned the car in a U-turn; luckily for us, traffic going the opposite direction was moving at a much swifter pace. Navy sat in silence. The men on the radio were still chattering away in Spanish, but I had no idea what they were saying. I wasn’t paying attention; my thoughts were all on Billie. I couldn’t help but think what my life would be like without him. I live with him, for goodness sake. We stopped at a red light, and I looked over at Navy. Her hands were folded in her lap, and she was staring straight ahead, out of the windshield. The stoplight flipped to green, and I began driving again. Tre’s POV (because Tre hasn’t been in the story much AND he adds comedic relief) I did a back somersault off my bed and landed on my messy bedroom floor. I was bored. Billie was out playing hooky, and Mime was taking Navy home from school. I picked up a drumstick that had obviously been used many times but I had never seen before in my life and flung it across my room. It made a crash and something fell of the bookcase, but I left it. I hope Billie remembers band practice tonight, I thought. We couldn’t afford to have another practice wasted. I heard the phone ring, but I didn’t make a move. I knew my mom would get it; it was probably for her anyway. “Frank!” I heard her call up the staircase. “Phone!” “Okay Mom...” I said as I stumbled into her bedroom to pick up the cordless. “Yello?” I said into the receiver. “Mike? Where are you? Jail?” I said as I kicked a pillow off the bed and it tumbled to the floor. “no. Maksinser’s General Hospital. Get down here now.” And he hung up. Regular (Navy’s) POV I heard someone sit down next to me. I looked up and saw Mike. “Did you, uhh...” I swallowed. “Did you call Tre?” “Yeah, I think he’s... He’ll be here soon.” I sighed so deeply, I felt like I would never breathe again. Mike began shaking his knee up and down, and then he grabbed one of the issues of Cat Weekly off the side table. He flipped through it so fast, his eyes not focusing on anything, that I knew he wasn’t reading it. I really wish I wasn’t here, I thought. Nobody knew how much pain hospitals caused me. No one knew what happened when I was 3. No one that mattered, anyway. I heard someone rush into the waiting room. It was Tre. His eyes scanned the room; he was obviously looking for Mike. He finally spotted us, and rushed over. “Mike? Navy? What’s going on?!” Tre’s voice was loud, and a couple of people looked over at us. “Tre...listen... uhh.. Billie.... was in a car accident.” “What?! Well, is he okay?” “Uhm.... a doctor is going to let us know shortly. I told them we were here for Billie,” Mike finished. Tre sighed. We sat in silence like that for a couple of minutes, until a clean-looking, middle-aged doctor came into the waiting area. “Mr. Dirnt?” Mike stood up at the sound of his name. “Thats me, Mr....?” “Doctor Palkain. Listen, about Mr. Armstrong...” we all waiting in suspense. “Yes? How is he?” Mike replied. “Well...he’s, uhh...”[/font][/size] ---------------------------- WHOO!!!! update. and sorry about the cliffhanger. I just HAD to do it to you =) and sorry about not updating for awhile.. everything with tabby just made my fanfic seem so... unimportant. haven't started writing part 11 yet, but look for an update next weekend at the LATEST. =) (watch out.. whenver I set deadlines for myself, I always end up missing them... )
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Post by *Lore~Lowell* on Nov 13, 2005 20:30:34 GMT -5
DAMMIT!!!!!!!!! I hate you!!!!!!!!!! I wait and wait for an update and you leave me hanging? ?!!! *sobs* What's wrong with him??? Next weekend's too far away!!!
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