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Name: Nick
Birthday: 7/24/1992
Gender: Male
Interests: I'm interested in Music, Art, and Music. That's really it, lol.
Expertise: Umm...Playing Musical Instruments and getting Good grade, and maybe bragging.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
10/12/2005
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| Whoa, I haven't posted in forever.
I am eteranlly scared of my snake. SHE bit me on my hand for no stinking reason. I don't know how she knew my hand was behind her because her head was facing the opposite direction which was where the mouse was. My mom literally freaked out when I told her. She was like,"I'm sending that snake back where it came from."And I was like,"I have a better idea! Chop its head off then feed it to the owl in the backyard." Unfortunately my plan hasn't been put into action.  | | |
| Ok, I'm really mad at Jessica. Four resons.
1.She said my background sux.
2.She said my icon sux.
3.She said I'm a baby which isn't true.
4. She didn't invite me to her party and hadn't had the decency to say sorry but you can't come
If you are reading this Jessica, I want you to know that you could be much nicer and stop being so cruel to me. If you were a true friend you would be such a harsh person towards me. And don't even bother commenting unless its something forgiving or nice to say. Thank you.  | | |
| Ok, yesterday I had to go to the Doctor's Office to get a check-up thing. And I had to get my finger pricked a blood test they do with all teens. Well I've had bad experiences with needle(I practically threw up and fainted. Yes I am patheic) and I went beserk literally. The nurse lady came with some stuff and I asked her,"Is this going to hurt?" and she replied,"No." She took my ring finger and said,"Good your finger's are warm..."and I was like,"What's that suppose to mean?" When she said that I got terrified. So then she got this little case thing and put to my finger and punctured it with this hidden needle. So when the blood came out I was thinking,"Good its over." Well guess what, it wasn't. She just had to say,"Your finger isn't giving enough blood."So I went paranoid at this point and kept talking about how she couldn't be serious. She gave me a daffy-duck bandade and then she went to get stuff. As she was gone my mom told me stop being so paranoid. Well the nurse lady came back and she said,"Give me your middle finger." I obeyed and waited for the puncture. This time I tried to calm down. Fortunately the finger delivered what was needed. Except after awhile when she told me it's not giving enough anymore. So I went crazy and asked,"What would happened if it stopped giving enough blood?" Teh lady responded by saying she would have to use a bigger needle. Now that set me off. I blabbed about how it needs to be done now. And that's when the blood poured out again. Thank the Lord of Creation that was over! | | |
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