My mum sells bracelets, necklaces and other jewellery that I make from beads and anything really. I get 50% of the cut, which is usually around £40. Haven't done that in a while though.
i read this entire thread.
i broke my left funnybone when i was five and my arm felt like it was going to fall off so i held it up w/ my other hand.
i missed half of kindergarden.
in Grade 1 i broke both my left wristbones.
i missed two sports days in a row =(
i grade 5 i broke my left thumb.
i have almost drowned.
when i was three, my sister (who was seven) tricked me into stealing a cream egg from Wal-Mart, and when we got home, i showed it to my mom very joyfully and my mom was not pleased.
i am left-handed.
i didnt ride a rollercoaster until i was 13.
i am acrophobic.
I'm really afraid of heights. I was freaking out. The girl who went with me was like "if you scream it will help", so I did, and it was really high-pitched and she said i sounded like a banshee. Hahaha.
Originally posted by Arch0wl
I'd better be considering I own roughly six textbooks on logic and have taken courses involving its extensive use
Originally posted by Afrobean
Originally Posted by JurseyRider734
the fact that you're resorting to threatening physical violence says a lot anyway.
Just that you're a piece of shit who can't see reason and instead deserves a fucking beating.
The first time i rode a rollercoaster was in a field trip in 6th grade.
בקצה השמיים, ובסוף המדבר, יש מקום רחוק מלא פרחי בר
מקום קטן, עלוב ומשוגע, מקום רחוק מקום לדאגה
יש אומרים שם שמשיקרה וחושבים אל כל מה שקרה
אלוהים שם יושב ורואה ושומר אל כל משברא
אסור לקטוף את פרחי הגן
אסור לקטוף את פרחי הגן
ודואג ודואג נורא
I have an unhealthy obsession with the show Duckman.
I either have bad anxiety or agoraphobia i haven't distinguished which it is yet.
I'm allergic to everything.
I'm A.D.D and learning disabled.
I flatland BMX.
I have O.C.D.
I live on techno and speedcore
I have an undying love for stepmania and DDR.
One day in class we were goofing around. Actually, we did that pretty much every day. Anyway, this day we were distracting one student and taking things like his pen or glasses case or other stupid little things like that.
That's not the interesting part, though. The way were distracting him was to throw something in the air and catch it as we say "look at this." For some reason the kid never figured out we were just distracting him.
Ok. That's still not the interesting part. The interesting part is that I was throwing my pencil in the air and catching it. One time, I was off by just a little bit and ended up with the writing end stabbing into my palm.
That dark spot is actually graphite which is permanently embedded under my skin, much like a tattoo.
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