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Eternal
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I promise ya, Romeo, you don't annoy me. ^_^ Except when yer complaining about someone else.  And my only "daily" friend is Nam...
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Das right corens too frooby to count... I'll note he won't see this tiull like after i return from america xD whatta nub
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FXArch
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Grouphug ;_;?
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yesh :< -huggles group-
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FXArch
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-Huggles group-
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Psycho Romeo
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!revive
<3 someone thinks I'm a loozer.
And I do complain a lot, and I catch myself using the words "I" and "my" and "and thing to do with bringing myself to the subject of the sentence" a lot... Am I self centered?
Revise.
Autobiography
I’m Christopher Barbadillo. I’m usually called Chris, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve been born and raised in Hawaii. When I was born, the cord was wrapped around my neck, which is believed to be the reason for my ADHD. I do take medication for it now, but it still is problematic from time to time. I’m really forgetful, and I hate changing things up. I think the word for it is inertia; the tendency for an object not to change its current state of motion. You’d need to give me 40 million dollars to get me to start reading a book, and you’d need to give me 40 million dollars and a cookie to get me to put it down. This applies most during school I think, as there is a period weeks where I will just grind grind grind doing homework, and then I’ll go through a period of laziness and neglect.
After looking back and thinking about my life and significant memories I realize that many of them have something to do with some game I’ve played. Many would say that I wasted my life in front of a screen but I disagree. I love fantasy, and I have read some fantasy books (Harry Potter, Barimaeus, Artemis Fowl etc.), but I find that it’s not quite as interesting when the characters don’t do what you yourself would have done. Same thing with movies and TV shows. I’ve written a few stories, but I find it a painstaking chore. That’s why I love games. Go ahead and call me a loser, I’m just an enthusiastic hobbyist.
Another thing I absolutely love is comedy. Not only comedy, but any form of public interaction, such as commercials. During dinner while watching TV I’ll see a commercial and say “That’s too corny” or “They’re not presenting this right”. Along with this though, there are times when I’ll get to thinking and say to myself “I can’t believe you said that” or “You made such a fool of yourself”. It does well to make me avoid crowds and attention. I absolutely love listening to a good comedian or watching a scene unfold at school and things like that.
I don’t remember any of this, but apparently when I was young I swallowed a penny. My mom and dad were worried, but the doctor said it should come out fine. Also, when I was learning to walk, I managed to walk myself into a pool. Dad started swimming over to rescue me but mom pulled me out and held me up by the leg, inspecting my health. I guess I came out fine. A third story my parents told me, I was walking around the pool again and picked up one of those glass buoys. It was about the size of my head. My dad yelled at me, so I dropped the buoy and turned to my dad, giving him that dumb innocent questioning look. The buoy was shattered into a billion pieces.
One of the first things that I remember though was watching my dad while he was on the computer. I was maybe four or so. Dad was playing a game which my uncle gave him, I believe. The game was Diablo, a nice and bloody and gory with death and killing and zombies with heads flying and goat-men being burnt alive. A great game to be playing in front of your four-year-old son. I think it was a pretty significant event in my life, as it showed me how cool a computer is. It was a lame little Windows ’98 that I played “Minesweeper” on from time to time. I had no idea how to play “Minesweeper”, and I’d always complain when I clicked on a mine. I’m sure it got on my parent’s nerves. Now that I think about it, I do remember playing my “Sonic the Hedgehog” game on it, something I enjoyed very much.
When I was young, my uncle taught me that if you lifted up a rock you’d find lots of bugs crawling around. I enjoyed this very much, and looked for bugs everywhere. I found one on my uncle’s moped, which could have been a disaster if it stung him when he was riding it. Supposedly I liked bugs. That all changed when I was about 8 or so, when a centipede stung my thumb in the middle of the night. I got up screaming, launching the poor thing out into the hallway, and running into my parent’s room. Dad got up and squished it with my soccer ball, and we concluded it came from the bathroom vent. Ever since then I hated the creatures.
Around this time my parents got divorced. It probably didn’t faze me as much as it should have. At the time I was thinking “Alight, two houses, two Christmases, two Birthdays, six times as many presents!”. It turned out to be quite a challenge, as things would get stuck at one house when I needed it at another.
The next thing I remember was when I was 12, starting an online game called “Runescape”. “Runescape” is a pretty good game, considering that there’s no download required. Maybe a little crowded though. It’s your basic Role Playing Game (RPG), kill goblins, get stronger, kill more goblins. There were more advanced things such as Agility and Rune Crafting but I wasn’t smart enough to mess with those at the time. I was turned onto the game by friends from elementary and middle school. We got pretty into it. They were probably my only two friends growing up. One loved dinosaurs and the other loved… Food. I attended Hongwanji Mission School. It was a small school that went up till 8th grade at the time (it now has a high school). It’s not the best school in the world, but it was close to my mom’s office. It was a Buddhist school, a religion I absolutely resent. There was “Temple” class every Wednesday, and I hated it with a fiery passion.
A year later, when I was 13, I walked into SuperConnected (I believe that was the name). It’s a place where you can pay $4 an hour to use a very fast computer loaded with all the goodies any tech junkie would ever need. I liked to go there to watch other people play cool looking games. One game that caught my eye was Ragnarok Online. So, I went home, looked it up, and was amazed. It was worth every penny of the $14 a month you had to pay to play it.
Around this time was when I switched schools to Waldorf for 8th grade. I didn’t want to at first, but after a while I got used to it. The first thing I noticed was that Waldorf was far ahead of my other school in terms of math, and the change caused me to completely skip fractions and canceling. I managed to get on fine, but I still can’t tell you how to cross multiply. Another thing I noticed was the amount of writing that you had to do. I was used to text books and worksheets, not main lesson books and fountain pens. My handwriting resembles something of a locust swarm and I had never had to store a pen upright to keep it from leaking. It was all new to me, being told a story every morning, drawing a picture every day, then writing an essay every night.
For all of 8th grade I would never talk if I didn’t have to. And when I did it was very quiet and unnoticeable. I did my best to stay away from crowds and stay out of the spotlight, which wasn’t easy at all. Finally at the end of the year, on the 8th grade trip, I found some friends. This made me become a bit more comfortable and talkative, though I still try my best to remain quiet. Over 9th, 10th, and now 11th grade I’ve gradually started talking more and more. I guess now maybe I talk too much.
I'd encourage everyone to make one. o_o; It's kinda neat. I left out significant events though, it's the part of my past that I dun like so much. <.>
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ARGH! A huge invincible block of text with an actual meaning! NOES!
*sploderism'dz*
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FXArch
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| Psycho Romeo wrote: | !revive
<3 someone thinks I'm a loozer.
And I do complain a lot, and I catch myself using the words "I" and "my" and "and thing to do with bringing myself to the subject of the sentence" a lot... Am I self centered?
Revise.
Autobiography
I’m Christopher Barbadillo. I’m usually called Chris, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve been born and raised in Hawaii. When I was born, the cord was wrapped around my neck, which is believed to be the reason for my ADHD. I do take medication for it now, but it still is problematic from time to time. I’m really forgetful, and I hate changing things up. I think the word for it is inertia; the tendency for an object not to change its current state of motion. You’d need to give me 40 million dollars to get me to start reading a book, and you’d need to give me 40 million dollars and a cookie to get me to put it down. This applies most during school I think, as there is a period weeks where I will just grind grind grind doing homework, and then I’ll go through a period of laziness and neglect.
After looking back and thinking about my life and significant memories I realize that many of them have something to do with some game I’ve played. Many would say that I wasted my life in front of a screen but I disagree. I love fantasy, and I have read some fantasy books (Harry Potter, Barimaeus, Artemis Fowl etc.), but I find that it’s not quite as interesting when the characters don’t do what you yourself would have done. Same thing with movies and TV shows. I’ve written a few stories, but I find it a painstaking chore. That’s why I love games. Go ahead and call me a loser, I’m just an enthusiastic hobbyist.
Another thing I absolutely love is comedy. Not only comedy, but any form of public interaction, such as commercials. During dinner while watching TV I’ll see a commercial and say “That’s too corny” or “They’re not presenting this right”. Along with this though, there are times when I’ll get to thinking and say to myself “I can’t believe you said that” or “You made such a fool of yourself”. It does well to make me avoid crowds and attention. I absolutely love listening to a good comedian or watching a scene unfold at school and things like that.
I don’t remember any of this, but apparently when I was young I swallowed a penny. My mom and dad were worried, but the doctor said it should come out fine. Also, when I was learning to walk, I managed to walk myself into a pool. Dad started swimming over to rescue me but mom pulled me out and held me up by the leg, inspecting my health. I guess I came out fine. A third story my parents told me, I was walking around the pool again and picked up one of those glass buoys. It was about the size of my head. My dad yelled at me, so I dropped the buoy and turned to my dad, giving him that dumb innocent questioning look. The buoy was shattered into a billion pieces.
One of the first things that I remember though was watching my dad while he was on the computer. I was maybe four or so. Dad was playing a game which my uncle gave him, I believe. The game was Diablo, a nice and bloody and gory with death and killing and zombies with heads flying and goat-men being burnt alive. A great game to be playing in front of your four-year-old son. I think it was a pretty significant event in my life, as it showed me how cool a computer is. It was a lame little Windows ’98 that I played “Minesweeper” on from time to time. I had no idea how to play “Minesweeper”, and I’d always complain when I clicked on a mine. I’m sure it got on my parent’s nerves. Now that I think about it, I do remember playing my “Sonic the Hedgehog” game on it, something I enjoyed very much.
When I was young, my uncle taught me that if you lifted up a rock you’d find lots of bugs crawling around. I enjoyed this very much, and looked for bugs everywhere. I found one on my uncle’s moped, which could have been a disaster if it stung him when he was riding it. Supposedly I liked bugs. That all changed when I was about 8 or so, when a centipede stung my thumb in the middle of the night. I got up screaming, launching the poor thing out into the hallway, and running into my parent’s room. Dad got up and squished it with my soccer ball, and we concluded it came from the bathroom vent. Ever since then I hated the creatures.
Around this time my parents got divorced. It probably didn’t faze me as much as it should have. At the time I was thinking “Alight, two houses, two Christmases, two Birthdays, six times as many presents!”. It turned out to be quite a challenge, as things would get stuck at one house when I needed it at another.
The next thing I remember was when I was 12, starting an online game called “Runescape”. “Runescape” is a pretty good game, considering that there’s no download required. Maybe a little crowded though. It’s your basic Role Playing Game (RPG), kill goblins, get stronger, kill more goblins. There were more advanced things such as Agility and Rune Crafting but I wasn’t smart enough to mess with those at the time. I was turned onto the game by friends from elementary and middle school. We got pretty into it. They were probably my only two friends growing up. One loved dinosaurs and the other loved… Food. I attended Hongwanji Mission School. It was a small school that went up till 8th grade at the time (it now has a high school). It’s not the best school in the world, but it was close to my mom’s office. It was a Buddhist school, a religion I absolutely resent. There was “Temple” class every Wednesday, and I hated it with a fiery passion.
A year later, when I was 13, I walked into SuperConnected (I believe that was the name). It’s a place where you can pay $4 an hour to use a very fast computer loaded with all the goodies any tech junkie would ever need. I liked to go there to watch other people play cool looking games. One game that caught my eye was Ragnarok Online. So, I went home, looked it up, and was amazed. It was worth every penny of the $14 a month you had to pay to play it.
Around this time was when I switched schools to Waldorf for 8th grade. I didn’t want to at first, but after a while I got used to it. The first thing I noticed was that Waldorf was far ahead of my other school in terms of math, and the change caused me to completely skip fractions and canceling. I managed to get on fine, but I still can’t tell you how to cross multiply. Another thing I noticed was the amount of writing that you had to do. I was used to text books and worksheets, not main lesson books and fountain pens. My handwriting resembles something of a locust swarm and I had never had to store a pen upright to keep it from leaking. It was all new to me, being told a story every morning, drawing a picture every day, then writing an essay every night.
For all of 8th grade I would never talk if I didn’t have to. And when I did it was very quiet and unnoticeable. I did my best to stay away from crowds and stay out of the spotlight, which wasn’t easy at all. Finally at the end of the year, on the 8th grade trip, I found some friends. This made me become a bit more comfortable and talkative, though I still try my best to remain quiet. Over 9th, 10th, and now 11th grade I’ve gradually started talking more and more. I guess now maybe I talk too much.
I'd encourage everyone to make one. o_o; It's kinda neat. I left out significant events though, it's the part of my past that I dun like so much. <.> |
Quoted as thsi is the most epic quote evar =o
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Psycho Romeo
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| FXArch wrote: | | Psycho Romeo wrote: | !revive
<3 someone thinks I'm a loozer.
And I do complain a lot, and I catch myself using the words "I" and "my" and "and thing to do with bringing myself to the subject of the sentence" a lot... Am I self centered?
Revise.
Autobiography
I’m Christopher Barbadillo. I’m usually called Chris, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve been born and raised in Hawaii. When I was born, the cord was wrapped around my neck, which is believed to be the reason for my ADHD. I do take medication for it now, but it still is problematic from time to time. I’m really forgetful, and I hate changing things up. I think the word for it is inertia; the tendency for an object not to change its current state of motion. You’d need to give me 40 million dollars to get me to start reading a book, and you’d need to give me 40 million dollars and a cookie to get me to put it down. This applies most during school I think, as there is a period weeks where I will just grind grind grind doing homework, and then I’ll go through a period of laziness and neglect.
After looking back and thinking about my life and significant memories I realize that many of them have something to do with some game I’ve played. Many would say that I wasted my life in front of a screen but I disagree. I love fantasy, and I have read some fantasy books (Harry Potter, Barimaeus, Artemis Fowl etc.), but I find that it’s not quite as interesting when the characters don’t do what you yourself would have done. Same thing with movies and TV shows. I’ve written a few stories, but I find it a painstaking chore. That’s why I love games. Go ahead and call me a loser, I’m just an enthusiastic hobbyist.
Another thing I absolutely love is comedy. Not only comedy, but any form of public interaction, such as commercials. During dinner while watching TV I’ll see a commercial and say “That’s too corny” or “They’re not presenting this right”. Along with this though, there are times when I’ll get to thinking and say to myself “I can’t believe you said that” or “You made such a fool of yourself”. It does well to make me avoid crowds and attention. I absolutely love listening to a good comedian or watching a scene unfold at school and things like that.
I don’t remember any of this, but apparently when I was young I swallowed a penny. My mom and dad were worried, but the doctor said it should come out fine. Also, when I was learning to walk, I managed to walk myself into a pool. Dad started swimming over to rescue me but mom pulled me out and held me up by the leg, inspecting my health. I guess I came out fine. A third story my parents told me, I was walking around the pool again and picked up one of those glass buoys. It was about the size of my head. My dad yelled at me, so I dropped the buoy and turned to my dad, giving him that dumb innocent questioning look. The buoy was shattered into a billion pieces.
One of the first things that I remember though was watching my dad while he was on the computer. I was maybe four or so. Dad was playing a game which my uncle gave him, I believe. The game was Diablo, a nice and bloody and gory with death and killing and zombies with heads flying and goat-men being burnt alive. A great game to be playing in front of your four-year-old son. I think it was a pretty significant event in my life, as it showed me how cool a computer is. It was a lame little Windows ’98 that I played “Minesweeper” on from time to time. I had no idea how to play “Minesweeper”, and I’d always complain when I clicked on a mine. I’m sure it got on my parent’s nerves. Now that I think about it, I do remember playing my “Sonic the Hedgehog” game on it, something I enjoyed very much.
When I was young, my uncle taught me that if you lifted up a rock you’d find lots of bugs crawling around. I enjoyed this very much, and looked for bugs everywhere. I found one on my uncle’s moped, which could have been a disaster if it stung him when he was riding it. Supposedly I liked bugs. That all changed when I was about 8 or so, when a centipede stung my thumb in the middle of the night. I got up screaming, launching the poor thing out into the hallway, and running into my parent’s room. Dad got up and squished it with my soccer ball, and we concluded it came from the bathroom vent. Ever since then I hated the creatures.
Around this time my parents got divorced. It probably didn’t faze me as much as it should have. At the time I was thinking “Alight, two houses, two Christmases, two Birthdays, six times as many presents!”. It turned out to be quite a challenge, as things would get stuck at one house when I needed it at another.
The next thing I remember was when I was 12, starting an online game called “Runescape”. “Runescape” is a pretty good game, considering that there’s no download required. Maybe a little crowded though. It’s your basic Role Playing Game (RPG), kill goblins, get stronger, kill more goblins. There were more advanced things such as Agility and Rune Crafting but I wasn’t smart enough to mess with those at the time. I was turned onto the game by friends from elementary and middle school. We got pretty into it. They were probably my only two friends growing up. One loved dinosaurs and the other loved… Food. I attended Hongwanji Mission School. It was a small school that went up till 8th grade at the time (it now has a high school). It’s not the best school in the world, but it was close to my mom’s office. It was a Buddhist school, a religion I absolutely resent. There was “Temple” class every Wednesday, and I hated it with a fiery passion.
A year later, when I was 13, I walked into SuperConnected (I believe that was the name). It’s a place where you can pay $4 an hour to use a very fast computer loaded with all the goodies any tech junkie would ever need. I liked to go there to watch other people play cool looking games. One game that caught my eye was Ragnarok Online. So, I went home, looked it up, and was amazed. It was worth every penny of the $14 a month you had to pay to play it.
Around this time was when I switched schools to Waldorf for 8th grade. I didn’t want to at first, but after a while I got used to it. The first thing I noticed was that Waldorf was far ahead of my other school in terms of math, and the change caused me to completely skip fractions and canceling. I managed to get on fine, but I still can’t tell you how to cross multiply. Another thing I noticed was the amount of writing that you had to do. I was used to text books and worksheets, not main lesson books and fountain pens. My handwriting resembles something of a locust swarm and I had never had to store a pen upright to keep it from leaking. It was all new to me, being told a story every morning, drawing a picture every day, then writing an essay every night.
For all of 8th grade I would never talk if I didn’t have to. And when I did it was very quiet and unnoticeable. I did my best to stay away from crowds and stay out of the spotlight, which wasn’t easy at all. Finally at the end of the year, on the 8th grade trip, I found some friends. This made me become a bit more comfortable and talkative, though I still try my best to remain quiet. Over 9th, 10th, and now 11th grade I’ve gradually started talking more and more. I guess now maybe I talk too much.
I'd encourage everyone to make one. o_o; It's kinda neat. I left out significant events though, it's the part of my past that I dun like so much. <.> |
Quoted as thsi is the most epic quote evar =o |
Not as epic as this one!!
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Psycho Romeo wrote:
!revive
<3 someone thinks I'm a loozer.
And I do complain a lot, and I catch myself using the words "I" and "my" and "and thing to do with bringing myself to the subject of the sentence" a lot... Am I self centered?
Revise.
Autobiography
I’m Christopher Barbadillo. I’m usually called Chris, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve been born and raised in Hawaii. When I was born, the cord was wrapped around my neck, which is believed to be the reason for my ADHD. I do take medication for it now, but it still is problematic from time to time. I’m really forgetful, and I hate changing things up. I think the word for it is inertia; the tendency for an object not to change its current state of motion. You’d need to give me 40 million dollars to get me to start reading a book, and you’d need to give me 40 million dollars and a cookie to get me to put it down. This applies most during school I think, as there is a period weeks where I will just grind grind grind doing homework, and then I’ll go through a period of laziness and neglect.
After looking back and thinking about my life and significant memories I realize that many of them have something to do with some game I’ve played. Many would say that I wasted my life in front of a screen but I disagree. I love fantasy, and I have read some fantasy books (Harry Potter, Barimaeus, Artemis Fowl etc.), but I find that it’s not quite as interesting when the characters don’t do what you yourself would have done. Same thing with movies and TV shows. I’ve written a few stories, but I find it a painstaking chore. That’s why I love games. Go ahead and call me a loser, I’m just an enthusiastic hobbyist.
Another thing I absolutely love is comedy. Not only comedy, but any form of public interaction, such as commercials. During dinner while watching TV I’ll see a commercial and say “That’s too corny” or “They’re not presenting this right”. Along with this though, there are times when I’ll get to thinking and say to myself “I can’t believe you said that” or “You made such a fool of yourself”. It does well to make me avoid crowds and attention. I absolutely love listening to a good comedian or watching a scene unfold at school and things like that.
I don’t remember any of this, but apparently when I was young I swallowed a penny. My mom and dad were worried, but the doctor said it should come out fine. Also, when I was learning to walk, I managed to walk myself into a pool. Dad started swimming over to rescue me but mom pulled me out and held me up by the leg, inspecting my health. I guess I came out fine. A third story my parents told me, I was walking around the pool again and picked up one of those glass buoys. It was about the size of my head. My dad yelled at me, so I dropped the buoy and turned to my dad, giving him that dumb innocent questioning look. The buoy was shattered into a billion pieces.
One of the first things that I remember though was watching my dad while he was on the computer. I was maybe four or so. Dad was playing a game which my uncle gave him, I believe. The game was Diablo, a nice and bloody and gory with death and killing and zombies with heads flying and goat-men being burnt alive. A great game to be playing in front of your four-year-old son. I think it was a pretty significant event in my life, as it showed me how cool a computer is. It was a lame little Windows ’98 that I played “Minesweeper” on from time to time. I had no idea how to play “Minesweeper”, and I’d always complain when I clicked on a mine. I’m sure it got on my parent’s nerves. Now that I think about it, I do remember playing my “Sonic the Hedgehog” game on it, something I enjoyed very much.
When I was young, my uncle taught me that if you lifted up a rock you’d find lots of bugs crawling around. I enjoyed this very much, and looked for bugs everywhere. I found one on my uncle’s moped, which could have been a disaster if it stung him when he was riding it. Supposedly I liked bugs. That all changed when I was about 8 or so, when a centipede stung my thumb in the middle of the night. I got up screaming, launching the poor thing out into the hallway, and running into my parent’s room. Dad got up and squished it with my soccer ball, and we concluded it came from the bathroom vent. Ever since then I hated the creatures.
Around this time my parents got divorced. It probably didn’t faze me as much as it should have. At the time I was thinking “Alight, two houses, two Christmases, two Birthdays, six times as many presents!”. It turned out to be quite a challenge, as things would get stuck at one house when I needed it at another.
The next thing I remember was when I was 12, starting an online game called “Runescape”. “Runescape” is a pretty good game, considering that there’s no download required. Maybe a little crowded though. It’s your basic Role Playing Game (RPG), kill goblins, get stronger, kill more goblins. There were more advanced things such as Agility and Rune Crafting but I wasn’t smart enough to mess with those at the time. I was turned onto the game by friends from elementary and middle school. We got pretty into it. They were probably my only two friends growing up. One loved dinosaurs and the other loved… Food. I attended Hongwanji Mission School. It was a small school that went up till 8th grade at the time (it now has a high school). It’s not the best school in the world, but it was close to my mom’s office. It was a Buddhist school, a religion I absolutely resent. There was “Temple” class every Wednesday, and I hated it with a fiery passion.
A year later, when I was 13, I walked into SuperConnected (I believe that was the name). It’s a place where you can pay $4 an hour to use a very fast computer loaded with all the goodies any tech junkie would ever need. I liked to go there to watch other people play cool looking games. One game that caught my eye was Ragnarok Online. So, I went home, looked it up, and was amazed. It was worth every penny of the $14 a month you had to pay to play it.
Around this time was when I switched schools to Waldorf for 8th grade. I didn’t want to at first, but after a while I got used to it. The first thing I noticed was that Waldorf was far ahead of my other school in terms of math, and the change caused me to completely skip fractions and canceling. I managed to get on fine, but I still can’t tell you how to cross multiply. Another thing I noticed was the amount of writing that you had to do. I was used to text books and worksheets, not main lesson books and fountain pens. My handwriting resembles something of a locust swarm and I had never had to store a pen upright to keep it from leaking. It was all new to me, being told a story every morning, drawing a picture every day, then writing an essay every night.
For all of 8th grade I would never talk if I didn’t have to. And when I did it was very quiet and unnoticeable. I did my best to stay away from crowds and stay out of the spotlight, which wasn’t easy at all. Finally at the end of the year, on the 8th grade trip, I found some friends. This made me become a bit more comfortable and talkative, though I still try my best to remain quiet. Over 9th, 10th, and now 11th grade I’ve gradually started talking more and more. I guess now maybe I talk too much.
I'd encourage everyone to make one. o_o; It's kinda neat. I left out significant events though, it's the part of my past that I dun like so much. <.>
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mhm,have to lean 2 quote xD
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| Psycho Romeo wrote: | | I'd encourage everyone to make one. o_o; It's kinda neat. I left out significant events though, it's the part of my past that I dun like so much. <.> |
Hehe...if you think your life has been dull, you don't want to hear mine. Anyhow, the parts I'd talk about aren't necessarily the sort of things I want everyone to know about, so....
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wow.... My autobiography would be about music and theatre and include no computers whatsoever.
Shows how different I am from teh Cebties!
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Yeah and you revive so many **** threads when you post, because you only do it once every 3 weeks -.- Seriously.
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A little less on da hatin, pleash. =F
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