Friday, February 20, 2009
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Friday, February 13, 2009
Collaborative Friday the 13th
As I was driving along Main Street, I noticed someone exiting the bank with big black bags. I couldn't recognize the person because they were covered from head to toe in clothing. The person was oddly familiar, and the feeling that I recognized was not a good one. I screeched my Batmobile-also known as a 30 year old rusted Ford F-250 stick shift-to a halt. I squinted at the man across the street, knowing I had to take action. What was I going to do? I thought to myself. I decided to dial 9-1-1 on my cell phone. Hyperventilating, I pulled out my phone with my sweaty hands slipping and sliding, unable to dial any numbers.
Then the unexpected happened. The man turned and looked at me just as my phone slipped to the floor of the truck. Only on Friday the 13th could such unluckiness happen to me. He had taken in my face, I panicked and knew I had to do something. I jumped out of the truck and ran to tackle the man to the ground. As I ran, I slipped and fell on my face only to find my two front teeth were laying on the ground next to me. In the background I could hear sirens but I couldn't tell how far or close they were. I looked up in a panic and suddenly remembered the familiarity of the face. As I came to consciousness, I realized that the siren was my alarm and the face was my roommate trying to wake me up.
Inst Tech: Valentines Story
Shared Valentines Story
Emma Mae woke up early only to groan out loud, realizing the all too familiar date: February 14. She always hated Valentine’s Day. It’s a Hallmark holiday. One that “celebrates” the
loneliness and sadness of poor old spinsters and cat ladies, or in other words, Emma. She has twelve cats, which are all black. She hated this holiday, why did she always have to make such a big deal over this one day? It is a forced love holiday that makes a person feel like crap if they don’t have something for the one they love.
Today, Emma dressed for the day, all in black. She growled at everyone in the hall as they passed her. She hated the fact that she was even alive today. . .and then it happened. She saw Him. Her heart skipped a bit when she saw him walking down the hall, guitar in hand.