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Sep. 18th, 2012 12:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cuteisawayoflife[She remembers last night as clear as a bell. She talked to Stacy for an hour, told Matthew "maybe" when he called to ask her out for Friday night, did her homework to get Mom off her back, traded put-downs with Daria, then did her hour-long pre-bed beauty routine before she went to sleep. The next morning, she should have woken up at her usual six-thirty AM for her morning beauty routine.
Only it doesn't feel like six-thirty. It's hard to tell out here, which is most definitely not her bedroom. Or her house. Or even Lawndale. And this skimpy white gown is not her cute pajama pants and yellow tank top!]
Is this a joke? It's not very funny. Where are my clothes?! And my makeup, and my hairbrush?
...wait. Are those...wings?! No, it can't be! They're like angel wings...
...oh no. Oh, no, is this...Heaven?! Did I die?! No no no no no, this can't be happening, I can't be dead, Sandi will never forgive me if I miss the Fashion Club's Lipsticks and Lip Balms discussion forum! Oh, everyone's going to be devastated...maybe even Daria will miss me. She'll be even more of a misery chick than before!
Ohhh, someone please tell me this isn't happening!
...oh! A journal...and it's empty. Um, okay. Dear diary, today I woke up dead! This is the worst day of my life!
Only it doesn't feel like six-thirty. It's hard to tell out here, which is most definitely not her bedroom. Or her house. Or even Lawndale. And this skimpy white gown is not her cute pajama pants and yellow tank top!]
Is this a joke? It's not very funny. Where are my clothes?! And my makeup, and my hairbrush?
...wait. Are those...wings?! No, it can't be! They're like angel wings...
...oh no. Oh, no, is this...Heaven?! Did I die?! No no no no no, this can't be happening, I can't be dead, Sandi will never forgive me if I miss the Fashion Club's Lipsticks and Lip Balms discussion forum! Oh, everyone's going to be devastated...maybe even Daria will miss me. She'll be even more of a misery chick than before!
Ohhh, someone please tell me this isn't happening!
...oh! A journal...and it's empty. Um, okay. Dear diary, today I woke up dead! This is the worst day of my life!
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Date: 2012-09-24 12:15 am (UTC)/sudden visions of Tiffany for hilarity.
Date: 2012-09-24 06:00 am (UTC)oh God XD
Date: 2012-09-27 02:57 am (UTC)Yeah, maybe!
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Date: 2012-09-27 06:18 am (UTC)For the time being, if you need anything, I'll try to help out a little. Everyone needs some help when they first arrive here.
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Date: 2012-09-27 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-27 10:04 pm (UTC)[She feels guilty for the slight lie - she'd come here in no condition to make friends with anyone - and yet it's true the people had been kind to her anyway, and helped her with much more than just getting used to the strange world.]