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[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: >_< Sowwie Whim. I'm praying that my computer won't have a spazz.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: It's OK. Nomnomnomnomnomnomnom.
Isobel, I'm confused >.<
But can you reply to Evandy Pandy's post in Phoebos?

[[deleted user]]

Me: *is here*

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: I'm assuming Tom's Isobel's brother.

[[deleted user]]

Me: HELLO!

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: Oooooooooooh.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: HAI FREGE.
Yesh, Whim.

[[deleted user]]

Me: HAI IVI.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: OHMYGODS YOUTUBE FAIL. MY VIDEO HAS BEEN PROCESSING FOR NEARLY AN HOUR.

[[deleted user]]

Me: *facepalm*
I wanna make another charry, but in what cabin?
Should I make an Aphrodite fail...
Or and Ares...
Or a wind god...
Or a ....

[lightningstar]

Me: yes i am her brother
isobel: * screams * whim, i'll check aladdins post through my brother. i'll write it on his account though so completely ignore the fact its by tom. after this i have to go

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: HAHA ALADDIN'S. DO YOU HEAR THAT EVANDER? HE CALLED YOU ALADDIN.
Charries: *facepalm*
Me: Which gender?

[[deleted user]]

Me: I dunno... It matters. I'm thinking girl, 'cause I only have two.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me:
Ungh, I feel so sick.
My dad made some of his incredible fried-potato-and-sausage dish and I shovelled it all up. Now my stomach—false traitor of an organ!—is aching. Figures. All it does at first is complain because it’s empty, and now that it’s full it’s complaining again.
Stomach, I hate you.
Actually, that’s all the human body does—complain, complain, complain. I’m too cold, I’m too hot, I need someone to scratch my back, I need a massage, I need to work out, I need to sleep.  This concludes my rant about the human body, because I’m a lazy ass. See? That’s my body’s fault, too.
I have a bunch of funny stories. Mainly because I was an epically retarded child whilst living in the wilderness of South Africa... Not really the wilderness, unless The Wilderness was the name of the hotel we stayed in for most of my life there (since my dad got a suite of rooms for free). And that would be ironic.
Anyway, the hotel we were at—that’s 2-year old me, my dad, and my mom, had a great swimming pool. And there was nothing I liked better than having my dad hold me while I splashed to my heart’s content in the pool. Really. Sometimes I’d sit in dirty puddles (of water, thank you very much) on purpose, knowing that I’d either get a bath or a trip to the pool out of it.
And so it chanced on one happy summer’s day in February, we went out to the pool. I was already dressed in my little swimsuit and raring to go, but of course my mother wanted to get the camera out and was performing the usual hustle and bustle, hunting through her massive bag. As if that weren’t enough, Dad started doing his hustle and bustle, helping Mom.
Clearly mini-me was fed up with this foolishness, so I waddled off to the deep end of the pool by myself—and promptly jumped in. I, with my limited brain capacity, had somehow figured out that it was not my father, but I who could make myself float at will in water. Yeah. At two, I was convinced that Jesus Christ had given me magical powers to rule against toddlerkind...
So it took my parents about thirty seconds to realize what had just happened, by which time I was already well on my way to the bottom of the pool, wondering what on earth was going on and why my powers had failed me. And dammit, I couldn’t fucking breathe! What the fucking hell, Jesus?
My dad then looked up and saw that baby me was nowhere to be seen. It clicked: I’d fallen in the pool, or I’d jumped in of my own accord, desperate for suicide two years into life.
My dad then proceeded to perform the most epic move of his life, much to the enjoyment of whoever happened to be watching at the time: he took two steps, then did a flying leap straight into the water (hey, Red Bull gives you wings!). He saved me, sitting confused at the bottom of the pool—he now describes my expression as being absolutely shocked. Why fail me now, magic powers?
I screamed my tiny little lungs out as soon as my head poked above water, and after my mother (who had only then glanced up to see husband and child emerging from the pool) had cried and cradled me.
Ten minutes later I pulled my dad by the hand into the pool, determined to stay in the water but not drown.
Yeah, fuck you, Jesus.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: O_o holyf*ckingsh*t...
And that's all I can really say...

[[deleted user]]

Me: ROFL.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: Alright...so 400 new posts. O.O Wow.
Stephen: Actually it's four hundred twenty-
Jess: No one cares! *stuffs Stephen into potato bag*
Stephen: It's always the nerds....

[[deleted user]]

Me: LIGHT!!!!! *huggles*

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: LIGHT! READ MY FUNNY STORY ABOUT BABY WHIM.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Cassidy: *sigh* Take him out, Jess. Or else.
Me: :3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btMJ-a...

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: Pretty. I love playing Fur Elise.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: :D

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me:
Things I noticed while watching this:
- You play it well. Sounds pretty.
- You have beautiful hands.
- You have great technical skill, except for (as you said) some tempo screwups.
- IT LOOKS SO ARTISTIC WITH THE PIANO AND THE DUST AND THE HANDS AND THE SUNLIGHT.

[[deleted user]]

ÄßÌGÄÌL-£RÈGÈ-þÈR§õñ! wrote: "Me: I dunno... It matters. I'm thinking girl, 'cause I only have two."

Me: IVI.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: FREGE!!!!!! *glomp*
Well dog my cat......O.O......ROTFL!!!!! I LOVE YOUR MINI-ME!!! XD

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: :D It took me forever.
I have no teacher to teach me it. >.>
My hand looks white... lawl. it's God's hand. JUST KIDDING. o.O No, but I was recording at like, 9 in the morning so it was all bright and annoying.

[[deleted user]]

Me: LIGHT!!!!
I need help:
I wanna make a charry, but in what cabin? O.O

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: Hm....maybe....Phobes?

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: What's the music you used for your planner uploads? Sounds so freakin familiar! >.<

[[deleted user]]

Me: There is already to many, you see?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Hrm... SO IT'S GONNA BE A GIRL, SO WHICH CABIN IS DEPRIVED OF GIRLS.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: The Muse cabin. Definately. There's only one guy that rps and that's Saphhoo. Or something like that.

[[deleted user]]

Me: I had a Muse, but I deleted him...

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Isn't Sappho a girl? And Frege, you had Rafael...

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: SAPPHO IS A GIRL. AND THAT'S SERAPIS YOU'RE TALKIN BOUT.

[[deleted user]]

Me: I killed him, Ivi. :D

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: MEHHHAHHHHH.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: *shrinks into corner* Sorry Whim. =C Brain space.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: I know, Frege.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Me: we named the kitty and I'm sorry to say that his name is not Ajax
Rose: damn
me: or Montgomery

[[deleted user]]

Me: NEW PAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[[deleted user]]

Me: YESH. SO ANY OTHER SUGGESTIONS?

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Me: Frege fits her title very well.
UHM. SO. PHOBOS, ARES, OR UM.... I DON'T KNOW. WHAT CABIN DON'T YOU HAVE CHARRIES IN?

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Me: WHAT'S HIS NAME?
Ajax: Snap.
Evander: Obviously it's Evander.
Caspar: Or Caspar.

[[deleted user]]

Me: Can I say the ones that I do have?
Hermes, Muse (deleted, though), Hypnos, Poseidan, Satyr, Artemis, Hecate.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: Hm....Hecate? I don't think there's very many charries.

[[deleted user]]

Me: Got one.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Whimsicality wrote: "Me: WHAT'S HIS NAME?
Ajax: Snap.
Evander: Obviously it's Evander.
Caspar: Or Caspar."

Rose: ikr? And sorry, bro. Hell no, Evander
Me: his name is Devante. I wanted it to be Tariq. But apparently Devante is liked more by my brother

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Me: *blinks* Goodness.

[Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness]

Whimsicality wrote: "Me: WHAT'S HIS NAME?
Ajax: Snap.
Evander: Obviously it's Evander.
Caspar: Or Caspar."

Cassidy: *facepalm*
Me: fufufufuffufufufufu
APOLLO?! DEMETER? The Demeter cabin is over-populated with girls XD