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Falling into Wonderland
Placing my trunk and bag on the ground next to me, I folded my arms and leaned up against the wall, immediately regretting it.
Once again, I found myself in Wonderland. Only this time something was wrong. Very wrong.
James Potter, where have you been all my life?
Death By Tickling
It’s a well-known fact (and by well-known I mean between myself and Robyn…and Danny, I didn’t tell him but knowing him, he probably has it written down in some creepy-stalker-profile he has of me) that there are two potential ways that I am going to die: a. choking on peanut butter or b. being tickled to death.
Advice from Robyn-the-Wise
“Did you just call me ‘Up-Chuck’?”
But, alas, I was ready to spit fire.
Two Hours. Seventeen Minutes. And Forty-Eight Seconds.
I am such a creeper.
Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun
"What are you?"
I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s physically impossible for me to stop talking.
Let’s just say that I was getting very annoyed, very quickly.
Mulling Sessions and Late Night Phone Calls
Some people are just so touchy.
The Art of Being Suave
“What’s wrong with my hair?”
I had never hated being Spencer Lockwood more in my entire life.
Embarrassment Times Infinity
Someone say a prayer to the dating gods for me.
If You're Surprised And You Know it Clap Your Hands
Really, my level of pathetic knows no bounds.
In the Dark
Seriously, did no one want to explain what was going on?
If only my mum could see me now.
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