Fnick -Iggy.
If your going to look back on something and laugh about it, you might as well laugh about it now.
Just because life is hard, and always ends in a bad way, doesn’t mean that all stories have to, even if that’s what they tell us in school and in the New York Times Review. In fact, it’s a good thing that stories are as different as we are, one from another.
If you’re ever feeling a lack of middle-aged white men, just pop into the Capitol. Not so much the House of Representatives, which has a bit more color and texture, but the Senate – jeez. Yes, let’s have more testosterone running the country. Maximum Ride, School’s Out – Forever.
What did that stupid deserting crap-bag ex-boyfriend, ex-best friend with the most perfect stupid hair do? He DIDN’T delete his crap off the desktop before he fled my life and left me all alone. That’s what he did.
Max:“So the first thing we’re going to do,” I told him, “is push you off the roof.
Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn’t making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain. I didn’t want to move, didn’t want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.
We’re just not cut out for all this media circus crap. But then, you already knew that.
Bad stuff does happen somtimes, Nicolas. Always rememnber that, but remember that you have to move on, somehow. You just pick up your head and stare at something beautiful like the sky, or the ocean, and you move the hell on.
Every other person in the world would have looked at it and thought, Max would hate this. It was girly. It was beautiful. It wasn’t made of titanium and black leather with spikes on it. But it seemed exactly right, in a weird, heart-fluttery kind of way. And I really loved it.
Harden your heart.
You’re a fridge with wings. We’re freaking ballet dancers! -Fang.
I only have two speeds. Hostile and Smart-Aleck. Your choice.
Yes,” I said. “My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.
Please, sit down,” Sharon said with another hair toss. I made a mental note to practice doing that in a mirror the next time I saw one. it seemed a useful skill, right up there with roundhouse kicks.
Time for bed.” I held my fist out. One by one, my flock stacked theirs on top, and then we headed up into the trees to sleep the sleep of the innocent. Well, okay, maybe not so innocent. But the sleep of the much less guilty than others, for sure.
I stood there watching Phoebe arrange the pillows and the sheets. She isn’t thinking that I... I mean, she doesn’t think that she and I would... WHAT?
It means the third rail has seven hundred volts of direct current running through it. Touch it and you’re human popcorn.
Listen up,” I said urgently. “It’s time to round up your gear. I’m gonna check in with Patrick, and then we’re getting the flock out of here.” Ha-ha.
Kami matamu, Iggy. Kau tak perlu melihat selama kau memiliki kami.