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Shit im working tonight. Well ill get to see them tomorrow.

YAAAAAYYYYY!

All right, so... 16 years old, riding home from school, sitting in the back of the school bus with my friends. Well we stop to let one of them off, I turn to say "bye" and, well, I'd say it went black after that, but it was black before that too. That's just what I was told happened a week later after waking up from a coma. Apparently while we were stopped, a semi going 70 mph did not see the bus and rammed us at full speed. Driven by the force of the semi, the bus traveled over 100 yards. My friend sitting next to me was killed instantly, but due to the fact that I was turning on impact, I took the majority of my injuries to my right side, as opposed to squarely in the back. Helicopters came and took me away, I was given an emergency tracheotomy, then just kind of sat in a coma for a week. The first thing I remember from waking up is being in a confused animal panic. I had no idea where I was, what was going on, or even who I was. I just knew that I was in pain and I had cords coming from every orifice, including a few more that weren't there before. So I freaked out, starting pulling the tube out of my nose, pulled out my catheter, all the while wide eyed and tense breathing. A nurse had to physically lay down on top of my arms to prevent me from further damaging myself. This whole time was extremely foggy due to brain damage; my mom brought me a shark balloon which I named Patent Manning. I talked about being on a ship headed over to Korea for the war. One time, I asked my mom to turn the cameras on (I was talking about the various monitors I was hooked up to). In my head, I saw myself as the giant monster in an episode of power rangers. Or rather, the man inside the monster suit (probably the brace I had to wear to keep my broken spine still). I sat there in the small replica city between takes in pain, because the power rangers had just badly beaten me, but the scene was not living up to the directors standards so they were going to beat me again (apparently one of the machines I was hooked up to felt like being punched in the stomach about once every 30 seconds or so). The first time I would consider myself fully conscious I asked how everybody else was doing, and was informed that my friend had died. Now that I was awake, they were able to give me a full rundown of my injuries: Fractured skull with traumatic brain injury, broken right clavicle, all ribs on right side broken with punctured right lung, and three vertebrae with all fins broken off, the middle one badly compacted between the other two. Some cogitive difficulties persisted (I could only read things with my left eye for a while) but within a week or so I was feeling well enough to transfer on up to the rehabilitation floor, where I busted my ass to leave with roughly the same level of mental ability I had before the crash. One month after the crash, I left the hospital. More powerful than ever.

Have you not heard that story yet? I can never keep track of who knows my backstory and who hasn't.

One of them got paralyzed after i was hit by a semi but it came back within 3-6 months iirc.

You forgot about my fanfiction obsession.

I was going to give it a full week after the entrance deadline before asking again. Apparently the judges are still judging. Hurry the fuck up y'all. I'm glad this wasn't a long-story contest. Sorry I snapped at you, I'm just impatient af.

But I like being overly descriptive.

I've seen the work of several ladies who've managed it.

I know for a fact the second part isn't true; just have sex while drinking beer. Use a straw.

Thats how i get ya.

That's a lot of crocodiles. I hope you have adequate containment for them.

@PhilosipherStoned i read that rap. It was very good, had a great flow to it and was well written with an impressive range of linguistics. although i personally don't find the imagery of head-nodding particularly strong. But then, i know nothing about rapping.

2 pairs of crocs?

I enjoyed the cameos from the first one. Was pretty good. I enjoyed it, even chuckled a few times.

Yeah it was pretty good. Hey you know what else was pretty good and not as bad as everyone says? My fanfictions, @ghostrek. Red and review them; share your opinions with the world.

So I just ran the math, and it looks like when I'm writing I spend an average of 2 seconds deciding and typing each word. Now I probably did the math wrong- shit, I did; the five hours per 2500 words doesn't include outlining and various other miscellaneous tasks undergone during the five-hour stretch of writing (switching out laundry or dishwasher, taking the dog out and feeding her, etc.). Goddamn math was never my strong suit.

It filled me with straight white male rage. How dare those women exist within the confines of a work of fiction.

Well because they're not monsters. They're living breathing creatures that we created; they are our responsibility. I mean just cause you 4 year old freaks out and starts biting all the other kids at preschool doesn't mean you're going to watch them drown if they fall in a pool.

Im waiting for Chinese food but its been almost an hour.

WHAT ARE WE HYPED ABOUT?! IS IT SOMETHING SPECIFIC OR JUST THE CONCEPT OF HYPE IN GENERAL?! SHOULD WE BE POSTING EXAMPLES OF THINGS WE'RE HYPED ABOUT?!

I enjoyed 3 alcoholic beverages last night. 2 cans of light beer with dinner and then some Canadian Breakfast Stout for desert.