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Dear Anonymous, Even my friend who thinks I go on DCW too much would agree with me that going online and staring over sneakers every single day in Math class is worse. At least you're not interested in sneakers worth $1000. ~ Jean

Dear Anonymous(es), ...You're kidding me. Shoes. S-H-O-E-S shoes. The kind you put on your feet and walk around in. A little less than a thousand dollars. ARE YOU CRAZY?! WHO IN THE WORLD WOULD BELIEVE YOU IF YOU SAID YOU WERE DOING IT FOR CHARITY?! I'm a girl and my gender is supposed to be famous for our extravagance in shoes (excluding me, I had holes in my old pair, but I'm an oddball anyways). Even the most insane girl would not buy a pair of shoes that are worth a little less than $1000. And think about it! All they do is light up! Sure, some people will ooh and aah, but the chances are, most people will pass on in life not noticing and not caring. Geez. Shoes. You're kidding me. Shoes. Even BK is smarter than that. Shoes. This just confirms my belief about popular guys. ~ Jean

CC! What in the world are you doing, still up?! ...Furthermore, how can you afford to go entire nights without sleeping so often?

Welcome to DCW! Is there any way that I can convince you to come back and talk to us? :V

Welcome, uh, Cheong-san. That's what I'll call you. :V

D: *clings*

Mark! <3 How'd your concert go? <3

:V *hugs* FOREVER. I MISSES U SO MUCH. *is temporarily ignoring her childish act* *coughs* Forever! <3 As a matter of fact, I have three. I need 5. Remember the two I mentioned? I thought of another one but haven't written the summary down yet (it's the kind that can't get out of your mind even if you don't write a summary).

She's busy though. ...Just saying. :V Wait...Wednesday means Friday is in two days. I have two days to come up with two fresh ideas to write about. ...That's not a lot of time.

;____________; Twin, how could you? ;______________; I thought we were sisters! ;_______________; </3

I think that's a good method. However, when you think she has a basic grasp of the concept, think of a problem similar to the one she's currently working on, and instead of having her look at you do the problem she's doing (she can pretty much not pay attention and just copy your work), do that problem, showing her the method. Then ask her to apply that to her own problem(s).

DDDDDDDDDDDDD: But then...but then... On my mind: I am acting unbelievably childish. *whacks self on head* ...Oh who cares. I only have one childhood.

FOREVER~ <33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333 ;__________; It's only Wednesday.

Mentioned it in passing. He demanded to know the name.

:V That is actually an interesting idea. ------ "It's none of your business!" the girl said angrily, glaring at Monsi. "What are you, some kind of pervert who..." she noticed Misaki-chan and KKLT sitting in the back, hanging onto her every word and staring at her. The fact didn't seem to help. "Quit staring at me! I'm not some kind of freak show! Gosh, all I wanted to do was visit my family for once and..." KKLT blinked. "You have the same jacket as our friend..." Upon closure inspection, she noticed that the girl didn't look like Pyre at all. Her face creased with worry. "So? It's not like people can't have the same jacket in this world!" Misaki-chan took over. "Sorry," she said calmly. "We mistook you for our friend. May I ask...where did you get that jacket?" The girl murmured something under her breath about stalkers being overly concerned about where jackets came from, but she pulled herself together. "My friend gave it to me, alright? Now I'm going." She started running again, cursing and saying something about being late. Monsi deadpanned. "Well that went well." A girl with a cap over her eyes walked out from a subway station several blocks away. Irritatedly, she called someone on her cell. ------ For those of you who don't know much about the subway system in NYC, it's a pretty vast network. Most stations are approximately a 5-10 minute walk apart. Oh, and yes, I did leave you guys one lead, which is something the girl said. It should lead you to someone else, but you'll have to work hard to get her to talk. As for who I called on the cell...it's not S. You can figure it out. *personally hasn't formed much of an idea on who*

I do. :V There's no definite chance of that sticking, and Nero most certainly would make sure it would stick. Besides, it'd be obvious from literally anybody that I would have a tracker in my hair.

My mom is torturing me. ;_________;

Note: I changed outfits, so naturally, my tracker should still be at S's house, shouldn't it?