The Somewhat Depressed Teenager

Me: "Is this safe for you?"

Noah: "I hope so." *Jumps off a four-or-five, IDK-foot-high fire-escape*

Me: *peers over the edge* "Well?"

Noah: ".....That didn't hurt." *Almost collapses.

Me and one of the two eight-year-olds at my performing-arts center
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Will: "Bombs are beast."

Will, after we watched Spongebob in study-assist and heard Plankton's version of The FUN Song
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Me: "Two guys in a race, the one that isn't first is last."

Me when my team came in second at an Academic Challenge meet
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Barry: "Rea-Rea-"

Me: "Don't call me that, Blueberry."

Barry: "Rea-Rea, who did you yell at this time?"

Will: "Cody and Jason."

Mr. Kennon: "You go, girl."

Me, Will, another one of our LOL-incuding classmates, and our IEP teacher after I went off on the two "mentally-retarded" and also annoying, obnoxious, and rude boys at our school
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Also, I've been here one year this month. I'd like to thank all my friends for making it a good year; especially these three people:

Badal: Ah, Badal. You've been such a great guy; always willing to talk to me. (Memories, memories~)

Chocolate Bones: .....My Bonesey. You don't get on much anymore, but you still make me laugh when I look at our conversation. Love you, bro.

Miles Prower: Yo Quaz. My music-swapping person, RP-partner, drinking-buddy and all-around fun friend. You rule.