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Post by melaniecatlan on Sept 30, 2008 15:17:31 GMT -5
I stood up on a paint covered table, using a paintbrush as a microphone. "Were you right, was I wrong? Were you weak, was I strong? Yeah, both of us broken, caught in the moment..." I continued singing, throwing paint around the classroom as I hit each note.
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Post by Miranda Timmons on Sept 30, 2008 17:33:16 GMT -5
I laughed at Melanie, "You're insane ya know that?" I said as orange paint hit my forehead.
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Post by Deandra Collins on Sept 30, 2008 18:26:51 GMT -5
Deandra smiled. "Ohkay. Let's see here..." She said, walking around Jason in a circle. "You need a little bit of blue..." She said, picking up paint, and dumping some on him. "And a little bit of red..." She said, pouring some red on him. "And that gives you purple! My favorite color!" She said, smiling, throwing her arms in the air.
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Post by melaniecatlan on Sept 30, 2008 18:46:04 GMT -5
I laughed and smiled at Miranda. "I knowwww," I said in sing song. "But I'm high off of coffee and I need to drain myself of energy. Rid my body of Starbucks toxins."
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