GO BACK IN TIME with Ringo11: story of the century!!
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MaccaLady10:
Oh, Rings! So nice to have some fantasy to lose myself in after all the shows I've been able to see in the last few weeks!! There's a syndrom of some nature being bandied about on the threads of places he's been/will be in concert and it's characterized as the Post-Paul Depression: after looking forward and preparing so painstakingly for the concerts, the EXTREME high of being there and participating in the concerts, and then the realization that it's all done..... A very desolate place -- comparatively, I know, since we were lucky enough to actually enjoy his performances [sigh]. And then to have you here to bring to us the pressured, tense, emotionally chaotic thrill of adolescent luv with HIM as he must have been back then..!! Well, it just starts the heart going all aflutter Would that it could happen -- even tho knowing about it would inevitably change everything, right? : Always patiently waiting for the next installment.... Mim
i know the feeling of having experienced something so amazing and then afterwards feeling as through it may as well have been a dream. although that was brian wilson's smile and i had a drink or two with the band afterwards, it's nothing compared to a macca concert. so i almost know how you must be feeling. i'm glad i can bring you some consolation in your time of need! would that it could happen indeed. but, as the feeling after the show, so the feeling after the deed. what could possibly happen afterwards that could stand up to such an event? tune in next time...
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Ahhh! Me forgot all about this story!! HOW?! I'm back, though.....hopefully I'll catch up tomorrow!
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how what? eh? you lost me yesterday i wrote a chapter that disturbed me. i was nervous all night after writing it! i thought of the idea as i was driving to work, and i thought i was running out of ideas when something i passed made me say "of course!" to my car (i love my car) and i was thinking about it all afternoon. so i got home and spent all night writing it. then i watched about a boy, because i couldn't watch the lair of the white worm after having written that. freaky stuff. i don't know why it freaked me out so much though. it's pretty freaky, but i'm pretty hard to freak, and i wrote it myself so it was me who made it all up. very strange. i can hear you all asking "what is this, that could be so freaky? when can we also be freaked by it?" maybe you won't find it as freaky as i did. it may not be for a while yet, because although i have written it, i haven't written it in. anyway, i've still got to make it a bit more freaky before i can use it, but i hope that when you read it you'll find it as freaky as i have writing it
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I´m freaked already
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Bumpin' again!!! Just takin' a break from studyin'! Bl**dy exams
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meggz:
Bumpin' again!!! Just takin' a break from studyin'! Bl**dy exams
how many left? i've still got one on friday, and then i'm going to chch for the weekend. woohoo!
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Ugh, I have exams in two weeks. But then I have winter break. I'm on a bit of a Paul high right now and thought I might have more fun here...but alas, no new installment. Then again, that could be a good thing...no need to completely freak out. ops:
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Ringo11:
meggz:
Bumpin' again!!! Just takin' a break from studyin'! Bl**dy exams
how many left? i've still got one on friday, and then i'm going to chch for the weekend. woohoo!
I haven't even started!!! I've got 4, english, maths (which I'm gonna fail miserably) home ec, and human bio. I'm s'posed to be doin' social studies, but my name didn't get put down, so I'm not complainin'! But after our last exam me and my friends are going to Castlepoint for some sun. No-one else'll be there yet since no-one elses holidays will have started
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everyone's doing or about to do exams! this is awful, and i feel it my responsibility to set it right, or at least to provide some small means of consolation and procrastination...
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NB: this is not the chapter that had me so freaked. that is still to come. SIXTY-SECOND INSTALMENT So you?re both tucking in to your Chelsea buns and really enjoying the sweet milky tea in endless cup refills, and you just start humming. It?s a tune from Something For the Weekend, Paul?s Glastonbury Groove, the CD that came with UNCUT magazine just after his performance at the festival. Cheek to Cheek. Fred Astaire. Heaven? I?m in heaven? etc. It just sort of popped into your head, so now you?re humming it. It?s not long before Paul joins in, and soon you?re having a right old time going dee dum, doo dah dee dum, doo dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah dee dah DEE! and laughing with each other. And at each other. And at the funny look you get from the man who sticks his head out from out the back. The few other customers ignore you pointedly. You drink more and more tea, reluctant to leave your little cosy haven and go back outside into the cold. When you look out one of the little curtained windows, you notice it?s not so light out there any more. You?d been chatting and singing and laughing and enjoying each other?s company, and all the while the day had been getting on, afternoon creeping towards evening, the other customers leaving and the light failing out in the real world. The man appears behind the counter and gives you a look. You and Paul exchange shrugs and he helps you get your coat on. You head out the door giggling at how fast time seems to have gone. The chill hits you straight away and you make that cold noise that people make when hit by chill. ?Brrr.? He puts his arm around you nice and tight and you stumble off down the street as the lamps all come on. It?s not easy to walk when someone has their arm around you, but it is funny. You head to a bus stop and stand there for a while, both shivering and laughing at each other?s chattering teeth, but the bus doesn?t come so you get walking again. Neither of you wants to get home right away anyway. Both in a good mood, you walk along attached at the hip, laughing and talking loudly as it gets darker and darker. You see light coming on in front rooms, people put milk bottles out, men in coats and hats go in front doors, cooking smells waft through the air. You must have been in that café for a couple of hours at least. Owners of corner shops lock up and go home for the night, all the after-closing chores done, as you walk past street after street. You decide it?s about time to find another bus stop. It?s properly dark now, and getting more than just chilly. The next bus stop seems to be miles away, just as you?re both sick of walking. Your moods begin the journey on the scale from happy to miserable as you walk the dark streets at a quickening pace, still with his arm tight around you. After a while, you start to feel uneasy, like the feeling you get when you are alone in a house and you're sure someone's watching you. You look at Paul and he looks at you. He tightens his grip on you. There is a noise from behind you and Paul looks over his shoulder while you grab his arm. Suddenly he turns. You react and follow his gaze to see a man in the empty street behind you. He is approaching fast and doesn't look nice. You've had many a Maccattack in your life, but usually that involves him attacking you without his knowing it. This time it's someone else attacking him and you, and this one won't be a nice experience. You freeze but Paul pulls on your arm and starts to run. You gather your wits and run with him. You can hear the man's heavy boots fall as he quickens his pace. You muster more speed and ignore your heavy breathing rasping at your throat. Up ahead you spot a light coming from a door. You speed up even more as Paul looks back over his shoulder to see the man closing ground. You grit your teeth and summon all the strength you can to reach the lit doorway just as the owner of the house appears with empty milk bottles. "Hey!" you yell. "Hey, let us in, we're being chased!" The man with the bottles hears you and, puzzled, looks down the dark and now empty street behind you. You reach his door, puffing hard, and manage to explain that you were being chased. "He... must have... stopped when he... saw you..." Paul manages. "Come inside, come inside," the welcoming stranger says. "He's probably just slipped into a shadow to wait for me to go. You can make a phone call from here if you like, and my wife will make you some tea." You go into the safety of the man's lit up house. He shows you to the kitchen where you meet his very surprised wife. She looks at him questioningly. "Those hooligans are back. These kids were being chased so I told them they could use the phone. Put the kettle on would you, love." "Oh, you poor things!" she says as she fills the kettle. "Have you got a way to get home?" You look at Paul who shakes his head. ?I?ll drop you round in me car,? the nice man offers. ?Finish yer cuppa first though eh?? You do as you?re told, welcoming the light and safety and the warm comforting liquid. Paul stays close to you, and you?re glad.
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I'm REALLY good at procrastination! my teachers can back me up here Fortunately, my first lot of exams (english) I don't have to study for, coz I got excellence in all my mocks *Feeling Special*
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Oh! wow, yay. We posted at the same time
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Awwwww....thank you, Ringo11!
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meggz:
I'm REALLY good at procrastination! my teachers can back me up here Fortunately, my first lot of exams (english) I don't have to study for, coz I got excellence in all my mocks *Feeling Special*
hey! well done!
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Thanks
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I'm in a mood ops: ...so bump!
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BBC Macca Fan:
I'm in a mood ops: ...so bump!
I second that! Good Luck with your (is it your last?) exam tomorrow ringo! but I guess you'll be studyin' huh?
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I missed so much! (about 5 pages!) but have just spent a happy hour catching up! For some reason something happened with my account and I got bumped out - but I'm back in now and happy to be here! It just gets better and better! I'm glad I managed to get back in and can tell you how great it is at the moment! It's pretty late but I have some good images to go to bed on (and hopefully some good dreams too!) Keep up the good work! Julie
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bump (ok I just spent 3 days reading this whole story... and I´ve become totally addicted! There should be some warning in the beginning of it )
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Bumpity-bump This was getting far too close to the bottom of the page for me ops: