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Date Posted: Thu, Sep 23 2004, 7:23pm PDT
Author: Keilana
Subject: She stepped up to the microphone - she needed it more then he did - and smiled a little nervously, not even noticing how most of the male students were suddenly paying very close attention. "Well, some of you I met before class but just to recap my name is Keilana Conners and I recently relocated back here from Hawaii and yes, before anyone asks, I do know how to surf and hula and no I will not teach you." She paused at a few laughs and smiles before she brushed her hair over her shoulder. "I am in my junior year of grad school and I am an English major with a journalism minor so someday I may be famous and you can all say you knew me when." She pursed her lips, shrugging a bit. "Any questions?" Of course, the first one was how old she was and she just laughed, shaking her head at the boy. "Didn't your mama teach you its not polite to ask a girl her age?"
In reply to: Keilana Conners 's message, "
Isn't it ironic
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on Wed, Sep 22 2004, 9:12pm PDT


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  • He had retreated to sit on the edge of his desk as she chatted away at the kids - there were only a few minutes left anyway and he figured they could afford to waste the time giving her a chance to get comfortable. Arms crossed over his chest, a small smirk played over his lips, chin tipped up ever-so-slightly - the guys responded to her much like the girls responded to him, and though it was frustrating at times to have so much attention because of something so material, he was just thankful at times that he had their attention. (NT) -- Aiden, Thu, Sep 23 2004, 9:54pm PDT


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