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Disclaimer: Um... the V.F.D. code is Snicket's. So is the quotie. That's
about it.
A/N: This is an encoded message. For those of you who have the Unauthorized Autobiography, the code is on page 56. For those of you who don't *looks around suspiciously and leans in toward screen*, just know that the code starts/ends after the ringing of a bell and you must count ten words between every word of the message. Onto the story!!!!
School Days of the Happy-go-lucky (sometimes, at least)
Ring, ring! Your alarm rang loudly one morning when I felt without any life. I was groggy and tired and yucky feeling that day. Is that bad? Well, anyway, I had to go to that "in" place, Prufrock Preparatory School. It is pleasant, without any possible danger of being hurt or killed or being infested with roaches. O, never! I always have good times and a nice teacher has candy!
I have lots of friends. Not one has ever betrayed or backstabbed me!
One of my teachers said one day, "Us is very lucky!" (His English is not good). And sometimes he sings fun songs for us. Our class' favorite song is "Will you volunteer with me?", but he likes the peppy song "Strike up the band!" the best. Anyway.
When I woke up, "Tomorrow I will paint the fence," was my first thought. "Yes, good riddance!"
I got out of bed and dressed, pinning my luck filled pin on last. I ate and got on to the bus. When I got to school, I quickly packed for World Geography, my favorite subject. The first question was very easy - "Is rock music loud?" The answer is, of course, no - it's quiet, at least when it is turned down. My teacher said, "Here is your A."
Ring, ring! Time for next period!
A/N: I hope you got the message! *falls into one of the gapping plot holes in this "story"*
A/N: This is an encoded message. For those of you who have the Unauthorized Autobiography, the code is on page 56. For those of you who don't *looks around suspiciously and leans in toward screen*, just know that the code starts/ends after the ringing of a bell and you must count ten words between every word of the message. Onto the story!!!!
School Days of the Happy-go-lucky (sometimes, at least)
Ring, ring! Your alarm rang loudly one morning when I felt without any life. I was groggy and tired and yucky feeling that day. Is that bad? Well, anyway, I had to go to that "in" place, Prufrock Preparatory School. It is pleasant, without any possible danger of being hurt or killed or being infested with roaches. O, never! I always have good times and a nice teacher has candy!
I have lots of friends. Not one has ever betrayed or backstabbed me!
One of my teachers said one day, "Us is very lucky!" (His English is not good). And sometimes he sings fun songs for us. Our class' favorite song is "Will you volunteer with me?", but he likes the peppy song "Strike up the band!" the best. Anyway.
When I woke up, "Tomorrow I will paint the fence," was my first thought. "Yes, good riddance!"
I got out of bed and dressed, pinning my luck filled pin on last. I ate and got on to the bus. When I got to school, I quickly packed for World Geography, my favorite subject. The first question was very easy - "Is rock music loud?" The answer is, of course, no - it's quiet, at least when it is turned down. My teacher said, "Here is your A."
Ring, ring! Time for next period!
A/N: I hope you got the message! *falls into one of the gapping plot holes in this "story"*