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Ryan's Birthday

Posted by Amber Housley in STORY-002 on
February 20th, Ryan’s birthday. My mom sent a text this morning saying that Ryan wanted to go to Red Lobster. I responded with an “ok.” A few minutes passed and I remembered that I did not have a gift or a card for my brother. Luckily I live down the street from Rite Aid—my lifesaver for holidays, birthdays, etc. We were supposed to leave home at 2:30 p.m. We left after 3:00 p.m. Our guests arrived at the same time or later than we did. Being late is now equivalent to being on time? We sat down at our table, set for eight, and I ordered a glass of raspberry lemonade. Minutes later, I ordered a half dish of shrimp linguini alfredo. To end the night, I ordered the chocolate wave. All was well, in fact I am about to go and finish my chocolate wave right…now.

 

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Life

Posted by Andre Serrano in STORY-002 on
Have my smile, probably in denial.

 

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Enjoying the Simple Things About Ichat

Posted by Lenea Harris in STORY-002 on
Lenea bangs chest ferociously 

comfortable1114 cracks the hell up and almost falls out of chair

comfortable1114 then realizes that he made the uptown tweak list making him fancy now

Lenea jumps up in joy and rushes to check the list to see if she, too is fancy

Lenea is also fancy 

comfortable1114 rejoices in his friends new found fanciness and throws a "I'm fancy now" debutant ball in celebration of the commemorative event

Lenea wears her freakum dress to the event because ofcourse- fanciness is a privelege not a promise- and must be kept 

Lenea encounters Chris Brown at said debutant 

comfortable1114 throws chris brown the fuck out because he came in the wrong lambo disgracing the "Lamborghini Truck you ain't even seen it yet charity", thus making Tweakin OFK Lay the new chairman of the board

Lenea celebrates the event by showcasing her new Lamborghini Truck at the "Lambotghini Truck you ain't even seen it yet charity" but P.Diddy hops in and tries to steal it 

10:13 PM

comfortable1114 allows the thievery of Tweakin OFK Lays Lamborghini Truck because P. Diddy has his money up fucking with them white folks and there isn't really anything in his power to stop him. In exchange Diddy has to throw Tweakin OFK Lay's video all up on the Muh Effin youtube

Lenea gathers her nephews to search for blues clues but sees a link about a new rap bitch so she clicks it. She thought her computer had a virus but realized that the rappin bitch resembled miley cyrus. She decided to simmer them hips before replyin


A story that a friend and I collaborated on in the beginning of the school year. We were exploring ichat. Please excuse the foul language. 
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Sunday night dinner

Posted by Taylor Valentine in STORY-002 on
​Trevor's List of Embarrassment:

#451: Singing "Staying Alive" by the Bee Gees, at the top of our lungs and with stomachs full of pasta and cheese, in the middle of Passyunk Ave. ("Well you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man.  No time to talk..")
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To Whom It May Concern

Posted by Jennifer Albright in STORY-002 on
Life’s moments tick by quickly with no intention of slowing,
And I still miss you.
Though moments fade into weeks and weeks pass by,
Here you lay, within my mind.

My body is unwilling to forget the dancing of our tongues,
My fingers in your hair that you’ve let grow too long,
The touch of your rough fingers pulling me closer, but never close enough.
Two bodies coming together as one in a musical rhythm,
As though we could touch souls if only we were close enough,
If only our two bodies were so entwined with one another that,
We couldn’t find where one body began and the other ended.

My mind refuses to let the memory of you fade,
I’m either actively thinking of your color-changing eyes,
Or I fall unknowingly into a sleep filled with dreams of your sparkling smile,
Never escaping, never able to let go of bittersweet memories,
Heavy on the bitter because each memory brings with it a shadow of agony.

But mostly I hold on to you, keeping you here in my mind,
Because my heart holds on to you,
Never daring to let go of something that took it so completely.
I gave you my heart without intending to do so,
This organ pulsating inside of me, keeping me alive,
It belongs to you and this possession was beyond my control,
Beyond the control of a mortal mind.
And though you refuse to claim this object as yours,
It belongs to you.
You can’t refuse a child that has your blood running through it,
Your genetic make up showing itself in the child’s eyes that look so much like yours.
This piece of me that keeps me going day after day is yours,
It always has been.

And if I never hear your lyrical voice bringing comfort,
Or feel your warm skin against my chilled flesh,
I want you to know that no matter where you hide or for how long,
You will always be mine, as surely as I will always be yours,
And I hope that you keep me in your thoughts,
Because I promise you that I couldn’t lose you if I wanted to,
After all, the most important part of me is the part you hold.
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Youtube for 2.20.11

Posted by Andrew Smith in STORY-002 on
I don't actually own this videos, although I helped make them so I can't upload them, I have to post the links to the youtube video, so I hope thats okay. all these videos have me in them, and I helped make them the first ones the best


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIU2_uJyKDs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpBvzNXWK-I

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kT4qmItX9JU


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