What's On Your Mind? Justin Bieber? (;

[PlutosRHM55]

Don't get me wrong... I love going with family... it's just I've ONLY been with family. Except for one time last summer where I met up with my bestfriend, but that was only for an hour because her grandma died while she was on vacation :/ I just think going with friends would be a new and exciting experience!

And see, I love to be the center of attention and show off my knowledge of WDW. xD

Yeah, I can see where that gets annoying. I've only been twice to Disney, once with family. And Awww... that's so sad. It must have been fun for the hour though.

IKR! It shows you have superiority

 

[MickeyisBeast]

Awwww, you forgot to teach us how to brake.

Whoooops, I'll remember that next time I'm teaching a dream class how to drive a racecar

 

[marypops!]

I totally don't get Fake That...

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Out There!
Living in the sun!
Give me one day!

 

[marypops!]

LOL, I think you and the other Englanders who weren't in the race were in Paris. At least, that's what I think. I think I asked why y'all didn't come and Eimear, I think, said because y'all went on vacation to Paris. YOU ESCAPED DEATH.

We must of got the wrong plane. There's a Paris in North Carolina, right? Woohoo, I escaped death in a dream that wasn't mine!

I know there's a Paris in Texas, but that doesn't count...

 

[nerdylightbulb]

You can't live in this box with me!


I said this earlier, but it's relevant again.

 

[Mickeysgirl34]

I FORGOT TO TELL Y'ALL. I HAD A DREAM ABOUT THE TB.

In my dream some of us, it was a random group of us which I think included Eimear, me, Zack, Lizzy, Drew (I've never even seen what you look like, Drew, so I dunno how I knew it was you xD), Jade, Sarah, and apersonwhoiknowwhotheyarebuticantremembertheirnameandidontwannaoffendthem xD were all in North Carolina, and y'all came to visit me... for Easter... and I showed y'all the speedway and y'all want to drive the racecars. And I apparently knew how to work them and I taught y'all. annnnnd then y'all crashed. the end.

(i said "y'all" a lot.... five times to be exact...)

OMG,THAT REMINDS ME. I HAD DREAM ABOUT THE TB TOO.

It was about Sara,Sarah,Drew (I don't know if it was you rofl),Timmy,and someotherpeopleihavenoideawhatorwhotheywere and we were in this place and we all screamed when we saw each other and decided to go to a near by amusement park. I think it was Disneyworld or something,lol. Then,we all went on a Pirates rides (was like it) and Sarah jumped out of the boat and swam away because she was scared of the ride,lol!

 

[nerdylightbulb]

How do people's own stories make them cry? I write depressing stuff and everyone says it makes them cry. I don't cry.

 

[I Am What I Am]

LOL, I think you and the other Englanders who weren't in the race were in Paris. At least, that's what I think. I think I asked why y'all didn't come and Eimear, I think, said because y'all went on vacation to Paris. YOU ESCAPED DEATH.

I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO PARIS WITH THEM.


At least my dream self would be alive.

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Dream Drew is dead. ):

 

[MickeyisBeast]

We must of got the wrong plane. There's a Paris in North Carolina, right? Woohoo, I escaped death in a dream that wasn't mine!

I know there's a Paris in Texas, but that doesn't count...

http://www.roadsidethoughts.com/nc/paris-profile.htm

:O There is... y'all must've gotten lost... and gone in the total opposite direction you were supposed to xD

 

[marypops!]

I really need to head to bed. Sayonara tomodachi!

 

[MickeyisBeast]

I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO PARIS WITH THEM.


At least my dream self would be alive.

R.I.P. Dream Jade

 

[MickeyisBeast]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOnqjkJTMaA

Still gives me nightmares... but such a great song! The music video just freaks me out.

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Topsy Turvy!

 

[Mickeysgirl34]

My dream self always changes hair styles. Whether it's straight or curly. Depending on my mood,lol.

 

[I Am What I Am]

How do people's own stories make them cry? I write depressing stuff and everyone says it makes them cry. I don't cry.

I don't know. Most of my thing is really depressing. There's only maybe 2 truly light-hearted moments and even those are weighed down with slightly depressing dialogue. The second also comes directly before a big plot event so...yeah. "Cheery" isn't really my thing. I've never cried when thinking about it/writing about it.

 

[Mickeysgirl34]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOnqjkJTMaA

Still gives me nightmares... but such a great song! The music video just freaks me out.

That music video used to scare me as a kid. I even had a dream because of watching the video,lol.

 

[Monorail Fan:)]

Ugh, look at that disgusting display

Yessir!

xD

 

[nerdylightbulb]

Logan Mitchell was never into girls half as much as his friends were. Kendall and James ran through girl after girl and Carlos was always attempting (unsuccessfully) to do the same thing. It wasn’t all girls that Logan wasn’t into. He just wasn’t into the girls in his town. He’d come to terms with the fact that he probably wouldn’t have a girlfriend until he went to college out of state. Of course, that was until he turned 15 and everything changed.

The same people had lived in town for years. Logan’s grandparents liked to tell him stories about when they were kids and they hung out with all of his classmates’ grandparents. His parents did the same sort of thing and so did all of his friends’ parents. Everyone in town was on a first name basis with each other and no one locked their doors. The people who lived in the town almost never left. And almost everyone who did leave ended up coming back after a while. It was the way things had always worked and probably how they always would.

The Johnsons had lived next door the Mitchells since 1907. It was a Tuesday in March when Tom and his new wife, Cassie, came over to say that they were moving.

“Tom got a job offer in Louisiana,” Cassie said excitedly. “He’ll be making 10% more a year!”

Mrs. Mitchell nodded happily, but had a very different opinion about the fact once the Johnsons were gone.

“They’ll be back,” Mrs. Mitchell announced as she was standing in the kitchen and stirring the pasta that was boiling away on the stove. “In the mean time, I’m hoping that some out of town weirdos don’t move in next door. We wouldn’t want that. Now, come drain the pasta for me, Logan.”

Much to Mrs. Mitchell’s dismay, the ‘out of town weirdos’ moved in a few days later. They were the Millers and they were from New York. It was Mr. and Mrs. Miller along with their daughter, Annabel. Annabel wasn’t like any other girl that Logan had ever seen. She’d only been in town for a week, but she’d worn a dress everyday and a large, blue pendant hung around her neck. Logan was intrigued to say the least.

It took Logan another week to actually talk to her. He’d been telling James how interested he was in her and James, after taking in Annabel’s long, curly brown hair, pale skin, and dark eyes and deciding that she wasn’t his type, made it his mission to help Logan talk to her.

The day after Logan mentioned all of this to James, James grabbed his arm and dragged him up to Annabel with a simple ‘Have you met Logan?’ before he strolled off to go talk to one of the cheerleaders who was leaning against a nearby locker.

Annabel, who had been sitting on the ground in front of a window and reading, looked up at Logan like he didn’t belong there. She studied him for a minute before she smirked. “You live next door to me. I saw you reading under the tree in your yard the other day.”
Logan nodded wordlessly.

“You don’t seem like the other boys here. Your friend over there seems to think he can sleep with any girl he wants,” she said as she glanced at James. She frowned as she saw the way that the other girl was leaning towards James and laughing at his jokes that weren’t particularly humorous. “And the girls here aren’t any better.”

“James is harmless,” Logan replied with a small smirk. “He doesn’t think so, but he’s really a big softy.”








I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M DOING WITH THIS OMG