Sorry I haven't been on. My computer died on Monday afternoon and I only really got internet back last night ._.
Kinda, it's like working with kids in school and guides/scouts and things like that.
I know, it's so annoying ><
I think my teachers just expect too much of us. We're expecting to manage school, then however many hours we spend in lessons studying at home,...
I always have loads of homework ><
Lucky you, I have another 20 something days to wait for my half term ><
I'm alright, kinda stressed about school work and shiz. You?
MAKA PAKA http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mb-SQaL6a6s
Makka Pakka, Akka Wakka, Mikka Makka moo! Makka Pakka, Appa yakka, Ikka akka, ooo Hum dum, Agga pang, Ing, ang, ooo Makka Pakka, Akka wakka, Mikka Makka moo! :3
Marmite and chocolate spread <3
Amanda froze in her tracks as she heard the sound of someone approaching behind her. Her eyes widened and a thousand echoes of repressed memories skid through her thoughts and passed her eyes. Slowly she turned on her heel, her already large eyes grown even bigger as she looked to see whom it was who had broken her isolation. She looked the stranger up and down, reddish-brown hair, dark eyes. He didn't look dangerous, though the headband he was wearing was a little out of the usual. Manda gently flicked her hair from her face with a toss of her head and blinked heavily to clear her mind. Then in a clear, calm, feminine voice she adressed the male. "Hello?" OOC- The link doesn't work
I'm a girl myself D:
OOC- Good idea. A little way away from the cemetery a young woman was leaning against the railing of a rickety wooden bridge. Her dark eyes flickered gently as she watched the light dappled water below her stream past fleetingly. Her breath as slow, deliberate, like she was having to think about it to distract herself from her location. She hadn't been here in so long, she couldn't stand smelling the air, seeing the surroundings, hearing the birds and the traffic. Every little detail, every little aspect, every minuscule little thing triggered the echoes of memories long since repressed. After a while she pulled herself away from the moulding wood, quickly she looked around to see who else was around. The area seemed deserted, as did most of the town these days. She zipped her jacket down a little, it was a warm day, which in itself was slightly strange for Silent Hill. Manda then tucked her hands into her pockets and took her first step for almost two hours. Her first steps in what she was planning to be her journey away from this memory ridden rathole.
"How come you're not allowed in?" came a voice from behind the curtain. After a moment a young, very attractive, brunette girl crawled into view; Ophelia Malfoy-Longbottom, or Elle as she was more commonly known. She was Casey's younger sister, Draco Malfoy's granddaughter. Although she took much less after the Malfoys then her elder brother having brown hair like her other grandfather, the headmaster of Hogwarts school (Neville Longbottom), but she still maintained the typically attractive facial structure from her grandmother. She moved smoothly from her knees into a sitting position and turned her large, brown eyes to Alex. "You're over the age, aren't you?"
Might as well go from them being apart, it was easy for me to write something for that at the start XD
Casey was sat on an armchair not too far away from Lyra's perch near the windowsill. He was watching her with a dreamy yet intense gaze that only one whom is totally in love and enraptured with the being whom they are observing can achieve. His eyes drank in every little breath she took, how the light danced on her shiny red hair and across her face. Even the delicate little glint there was in her vividly coloured eyes. However the glint that was in his own eyes was far, far different to her's. In his deep, emerald green eyes there was a hint of frustration, of sadness, of pure unadulterated pain so sharp that it could only of been caused by love. Or rather pain caused by secret, unrequited love. After a moment he tore his eyes away from the beauty that was Lyra and glanced down at his jeans clad legs. Then he ran a hand through his golden hair and tossed his head casually, making his hair sweep out for a moment before falling back down in an attractive, blonde mess. He exhaled, "So, this is boring."
She's a woman though, it isn't anything I haven't seen before D:
OOC- I don't RP much anymore, and neither do any of my friends. So that'll be difficult.
They're still people with figures you could draw 8D I hate life drawing, it's so awkward o_o'
OOC- We could be waiting a while then. But okay.
