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28th-May-2011 10:25 pm - Movie Night, Yo.
Who: Nayru, anyone else NOT going to prom
What: MOVIE NIGHT.
Where: Student theater in the dorms~
When: Prom night
Warnings: There may be beer involved. IDK

Nayru was already curled up in a chair as she waited for the movie to start. Someone said they were bringing a movie to watch, and not knowing many movies herself, Nayru trusted their judgment. She had no reason not to, after all. She tilted her head back with a soft sigh and closed her eyes, just waiting.
14th-Apr-2011 05:54 pm - IT'S A CARNIVAL
Who: [livejournal.com profile] sumabura_gakuen
What: CARNIVAL TIME
Where: Close to the school, obvs.
When: Friday - Sunday night GO GO FUTURE DATING

It was always a treat for the carnival to come by. Rides, games, food... Perfect place for a date, or just to have some fun yourself. Student discount? Of course! There's a large Ferris Bueller Wheel in the center of it all, beckoning all with it's beautiful lights. There's eating contests, haunted houses, and even a dunk tank. Who knows? Maybe your least favorite teacher will be sitting in it.

Come one, come all. The carnival never lasts forever, after all.

[OOC: I'm not running this. Put a location in your subject line and have a ball!]
19th-Mar-2011 08:55 pm - WE'RE HAVING A PARTY, Y'HEAR
Who: Peach and ALL YOU HARDCORE TEA LOVING MOTHER&%$@ERS
What: MOTHER&%$@ING TEA PARTY
Where: SOME BIG MOTHER%$@#ING ROOM
When: MOTHER&%$@ING SATURDAY AFTERNOON
Warnings: POSSIBLY SOME CRAZY MOTHER%$#@ING FIGHTING? IDK?

MOTHER^%$#ING CUT )
11th-Feb-2011 07:11 pm - Even A Diva Needs to Eat
Who: [livejournal.com profile] siren_of_wisdom and [livejournal.com profile] sumabura_gakuen
What: The new girl gets some food
Where: Common room
When: Shortly after her intro post

In the common room, Nayru was curled up in a chair, eating a cucumber sandwich. It seemed like the safest choice, among so much unfamiliar food. She looked around the common room as she nibbled at her food, lost in thought. She had locked the Harp in her desk, the small key cool against her collarbone under her dress.

This was new, and not entirely unpleasant, but disconcerting nonetheless. What was she to learn at this school? What was the point? None of it made any sense.
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