5:45 AM- Wake up, whine to parents about a terrible headache
6:00 AM- Discover that temperature is 99 degrees, go back to sleep
6:45 AM- Wake up again suffering a severe bout of chills and feeling extremely groggy
7:00 AM- Eat breakfast, make final decision to stay accueil from school
7:30 AM- Suffer another episode of chills and go up to bedroom
7:35 AM- Take a morning nap before chills get worse
7:45 AM- Become extremely cold, get another headache, crank up the heated blanket to the highest it'll go
8:00 AM- Violently yank off heated blanket and turn down heat after waking up sweating
9:00 AM- Wake up feeling even groggier after dad leaves for work. Go downstairs and watch remainder of Good Morning America
9:05 AM- Mother makes an overly worried phone call. Assure her that everything is okay.
9:15 AM- Suffer another bout of chills and collapse on the canapé to catch the last of Good Morning America
10:00 AM- Realize that there's nothing mildly interesting on TV except soap operas. Perform periodic temperature check. One hundred and one degrees.
10:10 AM- Go down to practice the piano, but decide head throbs too much. Neighbor makes periodic phone call; assure her everything is fine.
11:00 AM- Check fanpop for anything new. Perform periodic temperature check. Still one hundred and one degrees.
11:30 AM- Heat up cold soupe for lunch, along with about five glasses of water. Go back to check Fanpop.
11:45 AM- Finish about half of the soupe before feeling seriously dizzy. Quickly put the soupe away and drink as much water as I can hold.
12:00 PM- Go back to computer to watch cat videos
12:15 PM- Get stranded on the weird side of YouTube; instead find something on Netflix to watch on TV
12:30 PM- Get bored of Netflix. Fall asleep on couch.
1:30 PM- Realize I slept through My periodic temperature check. Angry to find that it hasn't gone down at all.
1:45 PM-1:46 PM- Receive two consecutive phone calls: one from mom, one from neighbor
2:00 PM- Finally break down from the chills and headaches and grogginess. Huddle in a corner of the cuisine whimpering like a wounded animal.
2:05 PM- Periodic temperature check. No luck.
2:25 PM- Become drowsy from fever medicine. Take afternoon nap.
3:30 PM- Wake up feeling somewhat refreshed. Eat a Clementine and drink some milk. Realize with frustration I slept through another temperature check. Still no luck
3:40 PM- Mom comes accueil and fusses over my health, as well as making me drink water until I’m about to burst
3:45 PM- Check school website for homework. Complete all of it before getting another pounding migraine and severe chills
6:00 PM- Wake up with a queasy stomach and feeling grumpy. Take a quick douche to get blood flowing.
6:30 PM- Try once again to practice the piano. Make it through a few scales and a fragment of a sonata before a severe coughing fit.
7:00 PM- Appetite returns. Eat dîner with family. Perform periodic temperature check. One hundred degrees.
7:30 PM- Mom demands I take plus medicine. Watch TV with family for a while.
8:00 PM- Finish remainder of homework and manage to read a little bit
9:00 PM- Get another round of chills and go to lit in frustration
suivant MORNING (if still sick): Repeat process once again.
6:00 AM- Discover that temperature is 99 degrees, go back to sleep
6:45 AM- Wake up again suffering a severe bout of chills and feeling extremely groggy
7:00 AM- Eat breakfast, make final decision to stay accueil from school
7:30 AM- Suffer another episode of chills and go up to bedroom
7:35 AM- Take a morning nap before chills get worse
7:45 AM- Become extremely cold, get another headache, crank up the heated blanket to the highest it'll go
8:00 AM- Violently yank off heated blanket and turn down heat after waking up sweating
9:00 AM- Wake up feeling even groggier after dad leaves for work. Go downstairs and watch remainder of Good Morning America
9:05 AM- Mother makes an overly worried phone call. Assure her that everything is okay.
9:15 AM- Suffer another bout of chills and collapse on the canapé to catch the last of Good Morning America
10:00 AM- Realize that there's nothing mildly interesting on TV except soap operas. Perform periodic temperature check. One hundred and one degrees.
10:10 AM- Go down to practice the piano, but decide head throbs too much. Neighbor makes periodic phone call; assure her everything is fine.
11:00 AM- Check fanpop for anything new. Perform periodic temperature check. Still one hundred and one degrees.
11:30 AM- Heat up cold soupe for lunch, along with about five glasses of water. Go back to check Fanpop.
11:45 AM- Finish about half of the soupe before feeling seriously dizzy. Quickly put the soupe away and drink as much water as I can hold.
12:00 PM- Go back to computer to watch cat videos
12:15 PM- Get stranded on the weird side of YouTube; instead find something on Netflix to watch on TV
12:30 PM- Get bored of Netflix. Fall asleep on couch.
1:30 PM- Realize I slept through My periodic temperature check. Angry to find that it hasn't gone down at all.
1:45 PM-1:46 PM- Receive two consecutive phone calls: one from mom, one from neighbor
2:00 PM- Finally break down from the chills and headaches and grogginess. Huddle in a corner of the cuisine whimpering like a wounded animal.
2:05 PM- Periodic temperature check. No luck.
2:25 PM- Become drowsy from fever medicine. Take afternoon nap.
3:30 PM- Wake up feeling somewhat refreshed. Eat a Clementine and drink some milk. Realize with frustration I slept through another temperature check. Still no luck
3:40 PM- Mom comes accueil and fusses over my health, as well as making me drink water until I’m about to burst
3:45 PM- Check school website for homework. Complete all of it before getting another pounding migraine and severe chills
6:00 PM- Wake up with a queasy stomach and feeling grumpy. Take a quick douche to get blood flowing.
6:30 PM- Try once again to practice the piano. Make it through a few scales and a fragment of a sonata before a severe coughing fit.
7:00 PM- Appetite returns. Eat dîner with family. Perform periodic temperature check. One hundred degrees.
7:30 PM- Mom demands I take plus medicine. Watch TV with family for a while.
8:00 PM- Finish remainder of homework and manage to read a little bit
9:00 PM- Get another round of chills and go to lit in frustration
suivant MORNING (if still sick): Repeat process once again.
1.Determine how many times a week toi eat ou want to eat chocolate. It must be a number between 1 and 10, including 1 ou 10.
Let's say toi eat chocolat 8 times a week (we won't tell).
2.Multiply that number par 2.
8 x 2 = 16
3.Add 5 to the précédant result.
16 + 5 = 21
4.Multiply that par 50.
21 x 50 = 1050
5.Add the current an (Gregorian).
1050 + 2011 = 3061
6.Subtract 250 if you've had a birthday this year. If toi haven't had a birthday this year, subtract 251.
(Let's say your birthday hasn't passed yet.)
3061 - 251 = 2810
7.(Assuming toi were born in 1975...)
2810 - 1975 = 835
8.You'll end up with a 3 ou 4 digit number. The last two digits are your age (if you're under 10 years old there will be a zero before your age). The remaining one ou two digits will be the number of times per week toi eat ou want chocolat (the number toi specified in the first step).
8 pieces of chocolat a week, 35 years of age.
Let's say toi eat chocolat 8 times a week (we won't tell).
2.Multiply that number par 2.
8 x 2 = 16
3.Add 5 to the précédant result.
16 + 5 = 21
4.Multiply that par 50.
21 x 50 = 1050
5.Add the current an (Gregorian).
1050 + 2011 = 3061
6.Subtract 250 if you've had a birthday this year. If toi haven't had a birthday this year, subtract 251.
(Let's say your birthday hasn't passed yet.)
3061 - 251 = 2810
7.(Assuming toi were born in 1975...)
2810 - 1975 = 835
8.You'll end up with a 3 ou 4 digit number. The last two digits are your age (if you're under 10 years old there will be a zero before your age). The remaining one ou two digits will be the number of times per week toi eat ou want chocolat (the number toi specified in the first step).
8 pieces of chocolat a week, 35 years of age.
1. Leaving holes in the backstory.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some l’espace empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to montrer up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them plus vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.
As learned from Marty Chan, the human imagination is not only the most beautiful place in the world, it can also be the most horrific. If a person leaves some l’espace empty (ex: "Tara disappeared after the encounter and was never heard from again....") , your mind will immediately fill it in, your imagination coming up with the most grisly scenario possible....
2. Waiting a REALLY long time for the killer/ monster to montrer up.
The person becomes bored and even slightly drowsy, which makes them plus vulnerable to fear. If the antagonist pops up about halfway through (especially out of nowhere, and at night) they'll jump up as though just awaken from a nightmare. A little humor will definitely help if you're planning on doing this.
I’m just putting it out there that the aléatoire fan club is for posting anything and everything hence the name the aléatoire fan club and those who don’t understand that should be removed from this club as the word aléatoire means being weird ou not normal just means to be different to be unique to be a thing for all things i always thought that the aléatoire fan club could be a MLP commentaire the below it a HP commentaire if no one understands this then the meaning of the aléatoire fan club lives no longer so i beg for toi to see reason this club is for everyone to post everything and anything they want see reason it is a fact being aléatoire is a good thing but blocking out peoples randomness is not cool bros
step 1.Go up to someone and ask there name
Step 2.Tell them that there name is ugly
step 3.Tell them they're chemise looks like throw up
step 4.give them a hug
step 5:kick them in the shin
step 6:tell them toi l’amour them
Step 7:kick them in the crotch ou stumach
step 8.Say i l’amour toi again
step 9:walk around them in circles chant my butt smells like a tortia chachacha
step 10:say toi hate them
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Step 2.Tell them that there name is ugly
step 3.Tell them they're chemise looks like throw up
step 4.give them a hug
step 5:kick them in the shin
step 6:tell them toi l’amour them
Step 7:kick them in the crotch ou stumach
step 8.Say i l’amour toi again
step 9:walk around them in circles chant my butt smells like a tortia chachacha
step 10:say toi hate them
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The moment toi took your life
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time
there’s so much I would undo.
I didn’t see the warning signs.
toi held them deep inside.
Struggles toi were going through
toi did so well to hide.
I’m left with guilt and sorrow,
and confusion as to why
toi didn’t tell me of your pain
and felt toi had to die.
The Sadness of the sight was just to much to bare
And now its me lying here
Cold,Crimson and Dead
toi will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased.
I felt mine ended too.
If I could only turn back time
there’s so much I would undo.
I didn’t see the warning signs.
toi held them deep inside.
Struggles toi were going through
toi did so well to hide.
I’m left with guilt and sorrow,
and confusion as to why
toi didn’t tell me of your pain
and felt toi had to die.
The Sadness of the sight was just to much to bare
And now its me lying here
Cold,Crimson and Dead
toi will never know how I feel inside,
The pain that still resides,
Happiness was once in my life,
Those days have long since ceased.