Short Stories u woudn't b able to understand...unless ur 1 of those "gifted 1's...like us ^^
1.23.o4
HASH0x16887ba...HASH0x16 4 short
HASH0x16...the new hit tech-rock band of the century! Members: Adam, Ross, Taryn, & Karla...most of which play...keys
Interviewer: So, HASH0x16...887ba, how'd ya'll come up w/ the name?
Adam:*shrugs* Ask Taryn & Romero over there *thumbpoints*
Karla:*laughingshock*
Interviewer:well?
Taryn: *takes over* we were taking quizzes on quizilla & sum genius tried 2 put HTML images as choices, so (of course) it came up HASH0x16...887ba instead
interviewer: How'd u kno it was HTML images?
Karla: *laughshysterically* I've tried it b4!
(HASH0x16...887ba also laughs hysterically)
interviewer: o_0 so, it's computer launguage?
(HASH0x16...887ba nods)
Taryn: COMPUTERS!?! WHERE!?!...not obsessed....
interviewer: So every1 knos HTML then?
Ross: Ha, no
interviewerx_@?
Adam: HAHA! That's Taryn & Romero.
(interviewer leaves)
Taryn: How rude...
(HASHx16...887ba laughs hysterically & then talks about nerd, geek, & especially dorky stuff ^^)
~by: Karla

1.21.o4
THATS my poem!
I wish I hada pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
cuz if I hada pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
then I'd b happy that I hada pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
But I can't cuz my mom won't get me a pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
cuz she doesn't like a pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
so I guess I can't hava pony dat ate ravioli & watched rollie-pollie-ollie
...gee...that sux
(THATS MAH POEM! ^^)
by: Karla

1.28.o4
axes & crossbows
I was sitting in band listening 2 our lame-n-unexpereinced teacher just talk & talk.
Then I noticed (even 4rm bein in theat same room daily 4 6 months now) how big the Band room stretched.
I imagined taking off my Converse & flinging it across the room into the wall & bouncing back.What a thougt
Our teacher kept yappin all, I wondered how amusing it's b (yet morbid) 2 fling an axe into his 4head, & it bouncing back.
I couldn't help but laugh, then I imagined flinging axes all over the place & it getting stuck...WHACK!...mwuhahahah.
by: Karla

1.29.o4
me & Taryns Future...an actual conversation that happened that day
*coach Willet tellin our class a sotry of his college* "...& my roomate was this complete... NERD"
Karla: HEY! Whats wrong w/ nerds!?!
"No, I mean he was a complete... NERD 4 computers"
*Taryn in shock* Meg:It may not look like it now, but Taryns a complete computer geek, nerd...thing"
*class laughs a little, Coach Willet gets back 2 story*
Karla: U kno Taryn, 1 day both of us r gonna b caught hacking & b sent 2 jail & I'd be all...HEY TARYN!!!...^^
Meg: Ya ya'll r gonna b put in neighboring cells
Taryn: Then we'll be talking all casual in jail...
Coach Willet: HUSH!!! anyway...
added by: Karla (actual event)

2.2.o4
Take over of the stress relieving braclets...
It opens in the Rotunda of MRJH, every student is standing in a straight line, looping rubber braclets around their fingers and twirling them, they're all in harmony. Suddenley, one student's braclet falls off, the entire line's heads snap to stare at him. He looks shocked. Two teachers drag him away as he stares silently at the fallen braclet.
Narrator: Sure, it always starts out so small. A group of friends have an obsession, a game, a style, a person, or in this case, a stress reliever. *all students blink at once* Gah! Will *someone* make them stop that? It's Creeping me out! Anyway, the obsession soon spread through out the school like wildfire. *scene changes to the cafeteria, all students are playing with the braclets instead of eating* But as with all obsessions, they always come to an end. *all of a sudden, all the braclets snap in half at once, the students keep going for a while, until they realize what happened*
Taryn: *blinks, stares at braclet, begins sobbing*
Karla: *very quiet* It...it broke.
Meagan: But...what do we do now? Without the braclets, we'll all become full of stress...

One Month later...

*every student is wearing an "I <3 Eric!" Shirt.*
Narrator: And so the sad circle continues. When will the obsessions end? We may never know...*fade to black*
*brooke walks on stage, raises eyebrow, and smirks*
Brooke: Or WILL we!?
Taryn: No, Brooke.
Brooke: Oh! Okay!
Added by Taryn. ^_^
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