…I don’t understand this movie. At all. |D Sarah, remember what I said about this movie? I don’t think that’s the plot at all…. ;;;;

Dear Jac,

Quit it with the video game imulse-buys. Seriously. Stop.

-Wallet & Sanity

I have barely more than 5GB free on my computer. ._.

I don’t think I realized the last time I watched this…but this movie is so ridiculous. xD I love it.

Lessee…martial arts movies where they get blades out of literally nowhere, Matrix-like slow-mo, bitchslapping, horror movie-like death clowns, balls-grabbing, getting saved by samurai, little girls beating the crap out of four three mobsters, motorcycle-revving, action movie-like exploding buildings, jousting (except with trains and not horses), a time-traveling castle, Kamen Rider henshin sequence—wait this is a Kamen Rider

don’t ask me why it’s titled that; as far as I can see, it has nothing to do with either Valhalla or any sort of Norse mythology. >_>

This game is liek addictive. Despite finding the story uncompelling, I am still playing. I guess I just need my hack-and-slash fix every once in a while hee

So I was running along, and went through a door…and encountered a hugeass fucking spider. I found myself unable to emit anything but a rather high sound that seemed to originate from the depths of my very soul…

in other words, I screamed like a prepubescant little boy.

;;A;;

And when I say “hugeass fucking spider,” I mean they’re fucking huge.

I was controlling a Thief, which was pelting those fuckers with arrows from far away. But one time she was in danger of dying so I had her run away so she doesn’t die before the priest could work his magic—and they fucking followed me. WRYYY WYRYYYYYYYYY ~sob~

SUP GUYS

So failing Basic Design is more or less a definite. Was kinda hopeful that I could make it, but was still missing 5/11 projects (or was it 4? idek). I more or less commuted an hour to school, spent liek a minute AT campus, and then commuted one hour back. But dammit, I’d just spent six hours in the morning painting, hell if I wasn’t going to force him to at least look at them. >|

But well, it was really awkward when I got there, he liek took them out to see if I had them all, and he was liek, “…Ok.” And I was liek, “…You’re not going to yell at me or explain to me why you can’t pass me? …OK THEN SEE YA. 8DDDDDDD”

Maybe he wouldn’t have counted them if I hadn’t just stood there like an idiot after giving it to him? pffffffffffft

Kung Fu Panda screenshots too blurry. Can’t icon. ;_;

BTW SARAH ARE WE ON FOR TOMORROW? Unless uh, you have class (…OR SOMETHING) and I forgot. 8D;; ~bricked~ am also hating that I can’t comment on your tweets. just sayin’

failing a third class is nearly inevitable. Awesome.

There was not a mote of dust on him anywhere, his tie and lapels and folds were impeccable, his expression a cold mask of respectfully distant politeness as he bowed them in.

Mari noticed him because he was so obviously meant to be unnoticed. If she turned her head, she could just see the faint outline of a knife along his trouser leg. He had another in his boot, if she didn’t miss her guess. Doormen didn’t walk away from doors. Any suspicious bulges along his legs would not be noticed if his trousers never brushed against his weapons to begin with.

She smiled at him as she passed. His eyes skipped right over her, and Mari could have made a passing remark about ignoring potential royalty—but she was not, and that smile had been more than enough for him to have remembered her by. It had not been a nice smile.

Mari and Takumi only paused to gape because other guests just inside were doing the same. The huge expanse of the old throne room was bedecked with gold and glitter. Elaborate tapestries adorned the walls, dressed the empty windows. Rugs hugged the floor, muffling the pitter-patter of high heels and the swish of trailing dresses and tailcoats.

Fragile chandeliers ornamented the ceiling, the flames within them illuminating the sparkling diamonds, winking rubies, and scintillating sapphires of below. Every surface was covered to mask the wreck the throne room had formerly squalored in. If Mari hadn’t been in this very room a week and a half ago, she wouldn’t have known the difference.

Awww, 02 had/was building up to this truly awesome finale…and then the time-skip completely ruined it.

WHYY WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Man, does that time-skip piss me off. /)_(\

is it even worth it for me to attend the last MW classes? idek.

…fuckdammit.

ETA: Failing both MW classes is now a guarantee. Fuckdammit. Do I only have the capability to keep myself in line during Fall semester?! Fuck

…I see Ryoutaro has also shrunk. OTL Y-YES I want Takeru Sato back. ;;_;;

…You can’t be fucking serious. Less than 2 hours before the paper is due, she e-mails us (I got one, but I’m pretty sure she e-mailed the entire board or somesuch) asking (or I assume she’s asking; I’m not fluent in stupid) if we have in (our? lolIDEK) notes what Prof B. said about PW being flawed (which is more than half the assignment). Excuse me while I LAUGH IN YOUR FACE.

I really should have responded with a “:P LOSER” before deleting the e-mail. srsly. No, seriously, if you’re not going to take notes and you’re only just waiting until fucking NOW to get it after we’ve had the assigment for two weeks…just don’t bother to fucking do it. Unless you’re THAT much of an asswipe as to steal someone else’s work in which case YOU’RE NOT DOING THE ASSIGNMENT ANYWAY because you’re fucking stealing.

…WHY DID I WASTE FIVE MINUTES OF MY LIFE WRITING THIS.

ETA: I mean like I only finished it two minutes ago myself, but at least I never ask someone I don’t even know for their notes two hours before the paper is due

GODS DAMN IT I DON’T WANT TO GO TO BASIC DESIGN ANYMORE. BUT I HAVE TO GO AT LEAST ONE MORE CLASS BECAUSE I NEED TO HAND IN MY ASSIGNMENTS. ~s-sob~