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Post by Noah Orchard on Feb 9, 2010 0:54:53 GMT -5
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Post by Noah Orchard on Feb 9, 2010 0:56:33 GMT -5
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Post by Noah Orchard on Feb 25, 2010 1:20:30 GMT -5
What is this, bug Noah week? |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Feb 25, 2010 1:27:12 GMT -5
 Guess who's getting married?......
Never mind you'll never guess. I'll read this years later and still not believe it. Khai Statton is getting chained to Rabastan Lestrange for life in a month. And guess what you'll also never believe? I got invited. I knew Statton adored me despite the outward animosity, but I never thought she'd invite a one night stand (make that two) to her wedding. But hey, Khai is anything but conventional.
I think I'll go. |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Apr 25, 2010 20:57:08 GMT -5
 Should not have gone. Khai looked beautiful, the guests were happy, and Isabelle was a bridesmaid. Oh yes, how did I not know that she was friends with Khai? Personally, I didn't think either one of them knew a girl well enough to be called a friend. Indigo was the maid of honor. As much as it amused me to catch Indigo and Isabelle bickering behinds the scenes, I didn't appreciate getting yelled at by the bride. For treating Isa poorly.
What?
Then after the wedding Isa felt the need to put in her two cents as well.
I don't understand. The better of a guy I become, the more I get yelled at. The world is a strange and confusing place my friend. |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Apr 25, 2010 21:04:18 GMT -5
 Basically, the week went like this:
Isa's best friend Rose begins to write to me. I have no clue who gave her my address, but she writes to me. Somehow that sweet little nature of hers talks me into agreeing to give "us" as in Isa and I, another shot. I can't turn down someone that nice it's impossible. Then I find out Isa's been doing a lot of drugs and slutting it up with everyone, so I write her a letter. She sounds really confused and then she runs off to her dad's house. At this point I'm thinking....oh great, she's high and she's angry at her dad and now she's alone in that big mansion. This could be bad.
A burned up room and two smoke-filled lungs later, Isa and I are sprawled out on the lawn and all I could think was what would have happened if she'd boxed herself into that room? She started it on fire. FIRE. Something changed her, I don't know what, but she admitted how she felt about me.
We're a couple. An actual couple. So strange to think about, me and Isa a couple. It's like the end of a story when a mismatched pair of people finally settle down and they expect you to believe they live happily ever after, although they fight constantly.
I don't like what I've been feeling. Jealousy, annoyance, extreme worry, it just doesn't suit me. I don't want to have to get all worked up and concerned about someone else. But I do. I'm always worried about that girl. |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Apr 25, 2010 21:06:19 GMT -5
   && i'm writing all the fan mail,[/color][/font]  [/center] Kiki wrote me and we're on good terms again. She doesn't hate me, she's okay with everything and her life is going well. I like this, I like this for multiple reasons and one of which is that we have the same friends and it's not fun to tip toe around her every time we run into each other. That was one easy apology note. Not to mention I love her again, so it's all grand.
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I was totally bored so I wrote Amelia Bones because she has the type of standards I have to live by now, and I need to know what she does in the summer for fun. She took it the wrong way but we patched things over soon enough. Half the time I want to sock her right in the face but the other half she isn't so bad. We're going to the beach this week. And don't read into that because I am supposed to be a gentleman now. Let's just hope I remember how to be. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on May 24, 2010 11:09:41 GMT -5
  && maybe i shouldn't have done that,[/color][/font] [/center] I can do this. This dating one girl concept. I can, really. And Isa is coming over to the flat tonight so we can you know, make some magic. But I'm taking her on a date first that she doesn't know about yet. Rose's idea. Girls always want romance even when they say they don't - it's a rule. So I'll tell you how it goes when I get back.....well, awhile after I get back if you know what I mean? Of course you do, you're me. Tomorrow.
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Bad, bad idea. I take Isa to a nice Italian restaurant and she pretends to be all mad at me and who shows up? Justin and Mia. Justin Whiting, you know, friend from California, I screwed his girlfriend, that guy? Amelia Bones - uptight bookworm girl, hot. The girl that always gives guys fantasies about getting it on with their librarian. Anyway. Point is they just happened to be there. Justin also happened to have already met Isabelle and Isa liked him. Of course, because she can't stand anyone at all, but she happens to get along great with a guy she's barely met. It was all so awkward. I honestly can't remember before this that I've ever felt awkward.
Justin says he's going to Hogwarts. I can't decide if he's serious or if he's bluffing to make me piss my pants. It's working anyway, even if it's a lie. Let's just say my surprise date with Isa didn't go down well. To make matters worse (or perhaps better) when we got to the flat my aunt was with her friends playing bingo because I guess the bingo center was closed....or something. She gave me the stink eye and a lecture later about bringing girls over to the apartment when I know she won't be there. End result? I don't have a door anymore. No I'm serious like she took the door off the hinges and I don't know, it's in a dumpster somewhere. Nice. Isa went home and I think it might have been for the best all things considered. Still, no making magic. How long as it been now? I should stop counting. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on May 24, 2010 11:26:19 GMT -5
&& and it may take some time, [/color][/font] [/center] That's right, I'm a love-making machine.
And now I feel totally gay for writing that sentence. And having a journal at all. And using the word "totally" of my own free will.
I took Isa to the beach and you can bet we did a lot more than boogie boarding. Finally, some alone time. And boy I tell you what that was definitely worth the wait.
I rendered her speechless with the rose petals. I know I'm such a sap. I don't think it was just my expertly placed rose petals that amazed her either.
Well you know, I am me.
Score. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on May 24, 2010 11:26:35 GMT -5
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Post by Noah Orchard on May 24, 2010 11:30:19 GMT -5
&& we're throwing swords left and right, [/color][/font] [/center] First fight since we started dating? Not bad, and it was in a note as is tradition. Unfortunately this fight just had to be about Justin who apparently deserves Isa's trust because he....likes the same kind of coffee as her? I tried to tell her how ridiculous it was which I shouldn't have, because of course she got offended. Eventually we just dropped up because neither one of us were budging, but it's not really finished. I hate that she spends time with him. She doesn't believe me when I tell her he has an ulterior motive.
Right, because it's not as though I know Justin or anything. At all.
Yeah okay so I'm jealous. But it's more than petty jealousy I'm pissed off. Justin can mess with me but now he's screwing with everyone's mind and Isa is the person who is coming out hurt in this. I don't know, I don't know if talking to him is going to help anything. I just don't know, but I'm kicking myself in the ass right now. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on May 24, 2010 11:34:47 GMT -5
&& my friends may bring me down, [/color][/font] [/center] I really don't like getting pushed around on my turf. I sent a note Justin's way and I found out absolutely nothing I didn't already know:
He'd like to kill me.
He's messing with Isabelle.
It's all just a game to him.
That was a really productive way to spend my time. Oh well, at least I know exactly where we're at. All this pretending and lying starts to confuse me. On the bright side, I got an E on my first exam in DADA. I'm serious, I went cross-eyed for a moment wondering if that was just an ink blot mistake or if it was the real thing. This studying is actually paying off. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jul 11, 2010 0:28:02 GMT -5
 && I might start completely over,[/color][/font] [/center] I'm in a constant bad mood and I'm sick of writing in this. I don't need a journal to express my feelings. You know what? I think after class today I'm going to torch it. Light this sucker on fire and watch it burn.
I know I know - typical brutish, caveman behavior. I don't care. You're going up in flames baby. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jul 7, 2011 22:12:09 GMT -5
 && I forget it all,[/color][/font] [/center] BAH.
When did I not burn this?
That's alright, it's really okay. I'm looking back and reading it, and it turns out I don't sound like such a douche after all.
I'm a funny guy, what can I say?
Coming up next: The past three months of my life. [/color][/font][/right] |
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Post by Noah Orchard on Jul 7, 2011 22:25:02 GMT -5
In a nutshell it went like this.EXIT: Extreme, angry girl.ENTER:
Strong, sexy girl.
Re-Enter:
Extreme, even more angry, insanely hot, BEAUTIFUL girl.
= Big ass problem. Best disaster of my life. |
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