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Rowie Lives

hello! Rowie here! just dropping this dialogue… i co wrote it with somebody.. ok done here… going away… bye…


Her: In a whisper “You should have just asked”

Him: “what?”

Her: “I said, you should have just asked. I would have helped. I would have been there for you”

Him: “I didn’t know… I didn’t think it was important enough… I didn’t think you would make the trip… I thought”

Her: “Next time, don’t think.”

Him: “what?”

Her: “Next time, don’t think through it, don’t weigh the pros and cons, and don’t measure the need. Don’t think. Just do. Just call me”

Him: “I’m sorry”

Her: “don’t be silly! Foolish boy…. As if you don’t have a phone too!”  What happened to the iPhone 4S I bought you?!”

Him: “Oh.. hmmm.. it fell in the water when I was bathing…”

Her: “herh! Kwassiaaa!….. 800 Ghana cedis t) nsuom?!….. We…

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The DC Comics character known as The Huntress is on her way to Arrow‘s Starling City, and based on this bevy of photos, she and Oliver make a not-unattractive pair.

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In keeping with one of the character’s DC iterations, The Huntress (played here by Jessica De Gouw) is the alter ego of Helena Bertinelli, daughter of mob boss Frank Bertinelli (24‘s Jeffrey Nordling). Oliver finds in Helena someone he can finally be himself with, yet soon comes to realize she’s hiding deadly secrets of her own — namely, her own personal mission of vengeance. De Gouw will appear in at least two episodes.

Also glimpsed in these photos from the episode “Muse of Fire,” airing Nov. 21 on The CW, is Battlestar alum Tahmoh Penikett, playing mob boss Bertinelli’s…

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Rowie Lives

waking up late, rushing to lectures,
Always rushing to and from lectures,
Finishing up an almost-due assignment,
Always hungry. Always tired.

This is what college life does to me.
On the bad days….

On my way to a lecture,
Stopping to chat with friends,
I’m late….. Rushing to class.
Tweeting throughout the lecture,
Scribbling and doodling in my notebook,
Sleeping in-between lectures,
Skipping lectures, missing lectures.
doing assignments on the morning they’re due.

That’s what college life does to me
on the good days…

Getting up early, reading before lectures.
Going to class 10 mins to time.
Paying attention in class, taking notes,
Contributing, asking serious questions,
going to the library after class
Reading lecture slides and notes,
Finishing assignments ahead of time..

That’s what college life does to me
In my parent’s mind…

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I have now come to the sudden realization that UCC is trying to kill me this came to me after having a plate of spaghetti with black pepper that had been sitting in my fridge for a month now. I took so many pointless courses last semester (a dark time which I deny so hard that there is an entire section of my memory which I’ve had to blank out through the combined effort of willpower and hate) I mean what is the essence of taking Comm Skills and African Studies when I’m here to read biology. I’m taking 9 courses this semester (mostly biology), my class schedule is so packed I barely have time to lurk in the shadows and fight crimes any more (I’m willing to bet Bruce Wayne didn’t have to deal with this crap) Sadly I’ve arrived at the thought that I cant be batman any more, I really dont think I may be able to handle all the late night shifts. My stupid frail human body cant seem to keep up with my brain anymore, I’m mostly tired to even read anything, you should think I may be used to this now but I feel this place gets worse the higher you go, ask any graduate and they’ll confirm what I’m telling you, if the dont, call them lairs and possibly set fire to their degrees only if you can get your hands on them. Another thing I dont get is the 6:30am lectures and 5:00 am quizzes, I love my biology to bits but 4am is too damn early to be waking up. If you are wondering how I got time to write a post bitching about how I don’t have time to do anything other than go for lectures, I wrote this on a Friday, a day I’m mostly free on (Thank God its Friday right?) Makes you wonder the point in being alive Monday to Thursday. Doesn’t it?

Rowie Lives

Dear Diary,

I don’t need to tell you what day it is today. You already know it’s my birthday.

Today was a fun day! Daddy got me the bike I wanted! It has spangles and a bell that can play my voice! And it has glitter all over the front and it’s pink just like I wanted! And all my friends came over and we had the big party! We had a cake, and a clown and lots of toffees and chocolate! This was my best birthday ever!

Aunty Rebecca came over, the one that’s not really my aunty but is daddy’s friend and mummy got sad a little but she said there was something in her eyes. That was after Aunty Rebecca was helping Daddy straighten his contacts in the bedroom. I went there and Aunty Rebecca was really close to daddy and was holding his face and their…

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