Post by Blair Madin - Deidre McNam on Sept 17, 2008 21:55:19 GMT -5
Deidre McNam
It was an average every day of nothing for Deidre McNam, self -proclaimed Nihilist (for she heard that was in, and as a friend said, she did it without knowing anyways). Aimlessly she wandered through the halls of the mall, with no goal in sight. She was desperately searching for a nice piece of wall to lean on and perhaps, look cool. Unfortunately, every surface of the hard, eggshell walls were doned with either other people, or some random bench that no one would ever dare actually sit. After an hour of the endless search of THE MALL, she indefinitely decided that standing, awkward in front of one of the many benches, was totally cooler than leaning against a wall.
It was an average every day of nothing for Deidre McNam, self -proclaimed Nihilist (for she heard that was in, and as a friend said, she did it without knowing anyways). Aimlessly she wandered through the halls of the mall, with no goal in sight. She was desperately searching for a nice piece of wall to lean on and perhaps, look cool. Unfortunately, every surface of the hard, eggshell walls were doned with either other people, or some random bench that no one would ever dare actually sit. After an hour of the endless search of THE MALL, she indefinitely decided that standing, awkward in front of one of the many benches, was totally cooler than leaning against a wall.