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I was madly hunting around my room looking for my hairbrush. My name is Georgina but I much prefer to be called George. I am 5ft 8", have wild brown red/brown hair that curls or frizzes depending onthe weather, green eyes and fair skin. i am told i have a great imagination, the ability to freeze or boil water with a single glare and am a mean drunk. I found my hairbrush - under a pile of science texts on my desk. Where i'd left it after my last study session deteriorated into a make believe karaoke event. Not sure how I passed animal physiology but it happended and now my reward to myself was my first B & S ball. Two of my mates were waiting inthe car for me to get my gear together and i could tell by the stereo that their patience was fast running out. i had tooth brush, spare undies, a haribrush and a change of clothes, wallet and ball ticket. my swag was already loaded in the car boot. Was there anything else I might need? Probly not. on my way out to the two guys waiting in the car i pass the loungeroom and find my flat mate in tears.
Created By: Sharon Thompson
Created: 01/11/2009
Story Arc: The B&S Ball That Started It All
Page Number: 320
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