Saturday, 24 November 2007
07:55:05 PM (GMT)
I am sorry for not being online for so long! I had a really high fever last Friday
that wouldn't go below 39 degrees Celcius (i don't know how to spell it) I was
brought to the hospital at 9:00 pm at the emergency part of the hospital. I had
tonsilitis or sometimes the pedia called it "nana" My temperature still wouldn't go
down. My parents and I had a sleepless night. Yup, we spent the night in the
emergency room. The pedias suspected I had dengue so that's why they kept me under
observation for so long. Luckily I didn't have dengue. Okay so on with FMA!
First you have to find out what our responsibilities are.
Eve: The leader, and founder of this organization
Ella: The supervisor, incharge of attacks and coordinating parties and meetings
Sarah: (I don't want to sound conceited) Let's just say I think of good plans every
once in a while.
Sarah: Hey everybody, I'm back!
Ed: Oh great. torturer's back.
Ella: You got thrown out of the angel of death's hell because she couldn't stand
Eve: I want to put him in a tutu!
Sarah: Sure! *gets a tutu*
Ed: Not again!!!!
Mustang (or as my bro would say, Mustard): --held by alchemy-proof chains in his
alchemy-proof cell-- You are all insane!
Eve: Shut up! *pulls lever of doom*
Mustang: No!!! --squees and meows can be heard from in there--
Eve: So Ed if you don't wear this tutu *looks at the pit of doom*
Sarah: That's harsh. Here you go Ed.... *gives the tutu*
To be continued~~~~~~~~~----------------->>>>>>>>>>>>>>