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(More Than) Eleven Baskets of High Heels - Sa13+ http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i9...ie/diary-1.jpg For my Rachie. Nineteenth FF Thread on SS ♥ * End of August, 2070. What day is it again? I need a calendar and ... OH, HAII! Hel-LO there, di-a-reh. I am Gold Laksh, and I bought you at a bookstore, last night. Because you had a bright red bind - the same colour as my hair. Waaaaaaiiiiit. Why am I introducing myself to you? You can’t even understand what I’m writing, for Merlin’spinktoe sake. You’re just a . . . diary. ... and you need a name. As in, now. So, henceforth I, Gold Laksh, shall call you… My diary –? * Ze Index {Holidays} [] Mr. T [] No doughnuts for the night [] Your name is Littleredhead [] Love equals hate [] P for Prefect<3 {Hogwarts} [] Let's play football in high heels! [] Purple Butterflies [] The Dylan!Rant [] "I think I love you, too." [] The Kid Who Stole Valentine's Day [] Mr. and Mrs. Nemo |
This is amazing MaxieluffYAY!! I want more''rrRR!!! <3 PAMS! Jess(: |
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<3 I love you, and thank you. *gives you TWO Draco teddies* =DD |
YAY!! Mah Maxers has finally gotten a RP FF. -sets up camp and wants MOAR- |
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Well well well, I think Raven's waiting to be mentioned here; go stalk Raven's diary soon, Gold will be an continuous topic. |
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&& your new siggie is in! It looks AWESOME! -goes to work on new entry for Gold- :D |
I know right! Anna is the awesomness of the graphic world! |
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Why does the marshmallows make me think of Fyorin? :lol: IloveyouMOAR <3 |
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Bwaha, really got to work on that update, now. -runs out of the thread- |
=D I love my Maxers. And Lori loves her BFF. That banner is so Gold aswell :) [/lovesONdee] WE WANT AN UPDATE. |
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... and yus, Dee is delicious. <3 -runs for cover- |
What is Fyorin?!?! You kill me, Maxie. :faint: |
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The update is FINALLY ready. Here it comes, people! =DD |
{Last week of} August, 2070. Diary Diary-with-no-name, Life is … such a roller-coaster, these days. I miss France, but less than I had expected to: the prospect of a new school has already driven away most of my worries. It also helps that my new house is in complete disarray – bad as it looks, it provides me an outlet to release any pent-up anxiety. After all, mother is never going to ask who threw the towels in the storeroom. She will … just think it is part and parcel of the mess the move from France has created. How awesome. Visited a couple of stores, today. Bought myself a pair of sparkly, new heels! Red, and Christian Dior. I have taken a picture of them, and shall stick it in this diary. I also plan to call them Golditis. Because they are pretty much the same colour as my hair, which means they have … a bit of awesome me in them. In other news, I paid Diagon Alley a visit, and ran into a couple of pretty interesting people. Met Torin Kane, or Mr. T. He is kind of handsome and you know me littlereddiary, I can not resist a good-looking guy, my age. Bottom line, you ask? Well, this is how our conversation went, if I remember correctly: Mr. T: Gold, that's a nice name. Pretty name. Me: Thank you. I love my name, I think it goes well with my hair. But thanks... Any chance you're single? Mr. T: Yeah, I am, actually. Me: That's awesome. We should get some ice-cream, or something. Mr. T: Are you asking me out? Me: I think so. No wait, scratch that. I don't think so, I'm pretty sure of it. When do you wanna meet up? For the ice-cream, I mean. Mr. T: You are something else. I like it. We can go whenever you want. Me: I wonder why now seems like a really good time. Hehe. We had a pretty good time. No snogs, no hugstuff, but we talked a bit. BUTTTT! Torin Kane is THE living proof that chivalry is dead. He got the two of us ice-creams, then told me I could get us a second round of the stuff, because I had asked him out! Meh. But that was sort of okay, because I got the two of us a Giant Cone, and they say that feeds the whole family! He had to share with me, hehe… and, of course, to finish the ice-cream. Things to do: ♥ Fold towels. Stack them. ♥ Phone dad. He has to bring me doughnuts, am too lazy to order! ♥ Stop counting my high heels. ♥ Ditto Attached to the next page of the diary is a crisp photograph. There are words written underneath it in pretty, quite neat handwriting. One half of GOLDITIS! New Christian Dior high heels. |
Haha, ahh Gold amuses me! Cannot wait to see when Raven gets mentioned in here! |
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Raven will probably be in the next entry. :shifty: :whistle: Teehee. Love you, my Madaranda. *snugggggle* |
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Love you tooo Maxie |
OMG Gold has a diary *waits for the Dylan rampage* |
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MY AWESOMELY TASTY JENSTER! The Dylan rampage shall SO come. Soon. :whistle: |
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:whistle: <33 LOVED that update. Lori LOVES the shoes, and wants to know if Gold can get her a yellow pair :eyebrows: I never stalked Goldorin, I'm kinda depressed that I didnt now. But their first meeting sounds.... HILARIOUS. |
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Iloveyou. <3 Believe it or not, Gold has already bought a new pair for LoriLouu! She purchased some yummy heels for her BFF, 'cause she wanted to. I RP'ed that, a couple of days ago. xDD Aww. Sokay you didn't. At least you get to hear of it, here. :eyebrows: *shnuggle* |
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