N clicked on the New Topic button, then typed in "Our College lives." and sat thinking, *Will it be a good idea? Ah well it won't hurt to post,*. Stretching her hand to the pot, N dipped the banana in chocolate, it dripped on the table as it was overloaded with chocolate, N ate it quickly.
*There it goes* She murmured to herself then typed: "(Hello girls, I've put lots"only two!" of RPG threads, but i can assure you you're gonna have fun in this one. Every girl should write about our meetings in her perspective, I'll post an example at the end of this post. You see all you need to do is)" N helped herself to a marshmallow, dipped it, ate it, then resumed writing: "(write in your thoughts and your real plans, don't take this too seriously, nor too playfully, participate with us, and those who don't study with us, you can join in too, as students or whatever you want, don't think this is only for those who actually study in Sultan. The only rules is that you take punctuation marks seriously and commit yourself to story-telling style, please let's all have fun. As for how long your post should be, your call. Though if you'd like your style to be one person, or story telling, your call as well") N sighed and cracked her fingers. ("Okay the game starts after I finish this sentence.")
It was 15 to 11, and N has finished her Math class, it was tuesday and she had only two classes, Math then PE. "What's the point of PE anyway?! It sucks, it's pointless!" N realized she thought too loudly for two strolling by girls were looking at her bewilderedly. *It's the Japanese club day, I think I oughta go to Coffee Day, perhaps they're already there,* .
N was in the new building so all she had to do was go down one stairs. She hated elevators, and yet she hated going down by the stairs. She had no problem mounting them but when it came to going down, she always had troubles. Choosing the stairs, N adjusted her big golden bag on her shoulders and carefully walked her through to the grand floor.
It was as crowded as it always have been, and the noises really bothered her. N drew nearer to the coffee shop, and peered in from around the corner to see whether or not one of the club members was sitting on the couches in the corner.
موضوع: Our College lives. 
الخميس نوفمبر 13, 2008 11:49 am
