So like... there I was, just sitting in fifth hour, which is for those of you who don't know - basically kinda/sorta my free hour (online course that I usually just go on at home) & so I'm occupying my time by writing Nemorape. :]] && like, suddenly a familiar voice behind me goes, "hey Meg! Whatcha writing?"
I FLIPPED OUT MANNN. IT WAS MY ENGLISH TEACHER. I WAS LIKE ALSKDJF WEIRUWELJ SDLKJF NOTHINNNNG. O____O;;; >shuts book closed< & she's like, "oh, uhm o_o; it's okay! I wasn't reading over your shoulder or anything!! ^ ^;;" && I go "omg, you scared the s**t outta me - sdfljaksdf errr, I didn't say that!" & she laughed at me && likelike...
I don't know if she saw anything && like... ;;;;;;>__________>
... <_______<;;;
Note to self: make sure there isn't ANYBODY near you when you're writing pr0n. o_____o;;;
 Pyrrhic Victini · Mon Jan 07, 2008 @ 07:55pm · 1 Comments |
