Night time can't be beat. When else do you get to see girls take turns dancing on tables - for boys who only want to get them into the back seat of a TOTALLY PIMPED OUT Sunfire? It's painted either a bright yellow, silver, or some other colour. Twin racing stripes run down the vehicle, stopping before meeting the defining part of the boy's car - a gigantic spoiler towering above, well, everything. The driver of this car is incapable of understanding physics, logic, and most intelligent conversation. Yet every so often he runs into that one, special girl, who has drunk the lake dry. These two we'll share a special, once in a lifetime night, that will be summed up the next morning by two words. For the guy: Hell Yes! For the girl: Never Again.

That's not why I like night time though. It's the only time someone's true colours show. Something about the darkness - maybe the want to feel close to someone, maybe we feel safer when someone can't see us completely. I haven't gone snow mobiling for a long time, but can't wait to go again. Picture it - seated on the torn up seat, charging over hills, twisting between trees, headlight glaring, motor roaring, snow whistling. Nothing like the scent of pine or a long drive on a moonlit night. While I don't have a snow mobile, a tobaggon can get the job done. Charge down the hill, hit the jump, flip in the air, crash against the packed snow - narrowly avoiding a broken neck - and do it all over again.

I reserve summer nights for sticking my nose in a book, swatting at bugs, and tossing a football. Sometimes I'll dive around, cover myself in grass stains and dirt - only to win, of course. If winning didn't matter I wouldn't keep score. During summer days I'll throw myself into freezing creek water - no chlorine, just jagged rocks jutting out of the ground, thistles and rose bushes covering the hillside - Thank God I'm a country boy. Just not the music. I'd rather sit in silence.

I fill notebooks with fragments that can't be figured out, and any paper in my room has something scrawled across it - don't you dare throw anything out. I get paid for these scraps when I feel like it.

Chances are if you've stuck with me this far, I'll like you. Most people look at pictures and leave. But not you. You actually used that mushy thing inside your skull. Congrats.

x_libertine_x Sherwood Park Age: 25	Jason Virginia/Washington, DC Age: 32	maven US Age: 38	Bethany Edmonton Age: 20
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Bethany Edmonton Age: 20	Dear Dave, Well, I suppose I cnan let you get away with it this time. I do too smile! In person it's almost a permanant thing. I must be kind of tired...I was just thinking permanant looks like pregnant....can't you see the resmblance...Too much LSD today I guess. I can make any pie you wish me to. I'm not too bad at baking in all honesty. Give me a recipe and I can make it. It may not be pretty but it'll taste good. Is my spelling horribly off today? It looks like it but I'm not sure how to fix it. Cheesecake is impressive. Thanks for that. So if you're invulnerable it means your not vulnerable, then be invincible...you can see where this is going...means you're not vincible...What's vincible? Sorry, nightmares make me take drugs...That time it was the heroin speaking. You notice that heroin and heroine are spelt almost the same and often pronounced the same? Does that mean the principle charaters in plays and novels and things are narcotic? I think I'd like to visit Ireland. It's in my blood and so I would like to go there one day. Or Wales or Scotland. They are the parts of me I am most drawn towards because heaven knows all that's mixed in my blood. What about you? Now a good question to make up for my pathetic one. Hmmm...Would you rather be surrounded by many many friends none of which who know you more than the surface or just one or two intimate friends? Bethany
Coppercat Calgary Age: 25	Still in Calgary, though that wasn't the plan. Currently living in Kensington with my b/f. What's up with the car? I thought you had someone that wanted to buy it.
Paulie Edmonton Age: 19	lol I'm sorry!! The whole "Hey sexy" thing really drives me insane. It's annoying. Maybe cute when you're dating the person saying it but dude. Random guys going hey sexy is creepy XD I'm odd. Sue me.
Coppercat Calgary Age: 25	Hey, it's you! I thought you were in Edmonton. And no, I've got no official ties to that stupid site anymore.
Bethany Edmonton Age: 20	Dear Dave, So, ummm, if you don't mind my asking...Why'd you write Dear Dave to me? Haha, just out of curiousity if that's alright. I may have started it but you continued it, though we are at about half of what we used to be. Yeah, I know. I'm bad. A letter with frowny faces might make me cry. I mean that's harsh. I'd go so far as to even call it mean. Yeah, I said it. What kind of pie do you want? I have serious baking skills. Especially if what I'm baking is sweet. It's true, you couldn't prepare much if you couldn't change it. But, by seeing the future haven't you already inadverdantly changed it? I'm not quite sure how to explain it without an essay, but I'm sure you know what I mean. You're clever like that. I enjoyed some things of high school and despised others. The liking was far more then the despising. There are few things in life in general I even dislike. I think I mostly didn't like it because it was a have to and I was impatient to be able to act all the time. I definately miss alot of people. I'm glad you liked that question. Ah, but the theme music could warn you if you wanted to talk to the person or not. A super power? Hmm....I think I'd like telepathy as then I would always know the right thing to say and everyone would love me. And I could manipulate people to my own will and thus get out of awkward situations that I tend to get myself into by accident. I don't even know how I do it, but it happens alot. What about you? Does that count as a question? Bethany
Bethany Edmonton Age: 20	P.s. Wow, I suck at short.

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