| Thursday April 24th AIM Convo: Rae/Keagan |
[23 Mar 2010|03:12pm] |
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| Friday: April/18/08 - EVENING - Email |
[12 Mar 2010|10:09am] |
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| Sunday, April 13th, 2008 - An Open Apology |
[07 Mar 2010|06:47pm] |
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I must apologize to the students and teachers of the school. You all probably know by now that I am a good deal older than I initially led people to believe. I had my reasoning for pretending to be a young person, but you did all deserve better than to be lied to. I am sorry for misrepresenting myself and offer my most sincere and humble apologies.
As someone I once knew said: "So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not to trust himself on the narrow edge." Even the oldest of us are not necessarily wise.
I am deeply sorry.
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| Wednesday, March 12th |
[06 Jan 2010|11:18am] |
The following note was left at around 8 pm on Will's bed, hasty writing marring Keagan's normally font-like cursive script.
( Note left for Will on his bed )
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| Journal Entry - March 9th, 2008, 8 AM |
[04 Jan 2010|09:42am] |
Two weeks at school completed. I feel they went remarkably well, all things considered. Classes are very enjoyable, save for only one, which is fine but I really don't need to be taking Latin, I think. Certainly not at an intermediate level. Earth control is enjoyable, Theater more than enjoyable though that might change after I talk with Professor Boyard at detention in 2 hours.
The play last night was very good. Even given my present mood, I find myself humming songs that I know are highly irreverent, and yet I cannot stop humming. "Being on an elevator when someone shouts 'Hold the door!' No! Schadenfreude! Fuck you lady, that's what stairs are for!"
Yesterday did have a moment of disappointment. I don't know the extent of the damage done quite yet, and will find out by noon today. Until then I simply sigh in frustration and self-consternation that I would make such a mistake, and hope that what has happened is salvageable. I really should work to get rid of my accent, but every time I try to talk in a Modern American accent, I sound like John bloody Wayne. Maybe from now on I'll tell people I'm Australian or a New Zealander. That way they hear my accent, recognize it's not a normal British accent, but let it slide. Also, I need to buy up pieces of art with my bloody face in them.
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| Thursday, February 28th, Evening |
[13 Dec 2009|01:04am] |
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| February 25, 2008 |
[04 Dec 2009|07:32pm] |
Greetings, all. My name is Keagan Amanone; I'm a new transfer student. Prior to moving here I was home-schooled by my guardians in a very remote commune outside of White's City, New Mexico. I've not really been around many people in a very long time, and I've never gone to school, so I am very excited to be here.
I've also never had a computer, so please forgive any mistakes I might make in posting to my campus journal or in checking my 'email' or 'im's.
To tell you a bit about me, I can manipulate earth in a way some people call alchemy and some people call earth mage. I'm interested in meeting and making many friends, so please feel free to talk to me.
Sincerely-
Keagan Amanone
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