10*7*02.

On October 8th, I will be 15 and 7 months, which makes me eligible for a drivers permit. Whoop-de-fucking-do.

So... looks like all my stories are going bye-bye. Granted, it's not like I care, but I worked on some of those infested pieces of shit for months at a time. I keep an RPG journal nowadays, look down below. I'm not completely dormant from writing, arright?

Yo, everybody that's bummed out about bandfics going away: MARCHING BAND IS AN UNTAPPED RESOURCE. You'll have to ask someone in band for details, but it provides heaps of opportunities with ska bands!

(Guess who feels proud about being a bandie right now...)

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http://clubs.yahoo.com/clubs/punkfanfictiondoesexist ~ a Punk Fanfiction club. It's run by Cardboard Tom. Join it, since she owns your asses.

http://www.livejournal.com/~demseythebear ~ my Livejournal. Again, whoop-de-fucking-do.

http://www.ujournal.org/~mrguitargod ~ my role playing journal. Three guesses. 

1. Converse reviews

On the flip side of high school, where punks are demi-gods, football players are tormented and there is a such thing as 'Varsity Drumline'. It might not be the fantasyland it seems... [yes, Lefty cannot write a summary]

General - Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,834 - Reviews: 25 - Updated: 12-22-01 - Published: 12-22-01