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Let's ride time, BYUUUUN!
#89. I am listening to rap right now, it is gooood.
Thursday, June 10, 2010

ANYWAY, I figured a normal post was in order because SOME PEOPLE (cough Xin that bitch) are bitching about the lack of non-fangasming over SOUL EATER OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG, I LOVE THAT ANIME OMGOMGOMG, I'M SORRY KHR BUT Y'KNOW AMANO IS SUCH A BITCH WHEN IT COMES TO GIRLS. Uh I mean, let me tell you about my awesome day in which I met awesome people and drank awesome shooters and had an awesome time.

Yeah, I just sat around at home and copied words from my Econs notes and OKAY, I TOTALLY UNDERSTOOD STUFF! Which made me feel incredibly clever till I realized that if I want to pass Econs I probably have to do more than just read the notes, and that depressed me. Then my attention span died and I decided to watch Digimon on Cartoon Network instead. WAIT NO, this makes me sound like a slacker.

After 120minutes (it was less but w/e) of HARD WORK (not really), I decided to take a short (yeah right) break so I switched on the television and went to Cartoon Network and OHMYHEART IS THAT DIGIMON? Have I mentioned how much I've not been thinking about Digimon? :-O First it was KHR and now it's Soul Eater, I have an inability to be scarilyinsanelyobessivelyiwouldstalkthemiftheywerereal interested in more than one anime/thing at a time. But yes, irregardless, it was : Diaboromon Strikes Back! WHICH WAS FUN STUFF. Because they had this super epic scene where Imperialdramon flew behind Tai Chi and Tai Chi was all like OHMYGODOMNIMONPLZDON'TDIE!!!! and it was like HOHOH, GET IT? THE NEXT GEN IS TAKING OVER.

Digimon is so cheesy. But w/e, I love it. Except for Season 5, because it's just horrible. Even if Touma is cute. In this Sky Tate way, which would to Xin calling him a gorilla but I suppose Touma does look like Sky in a way. =.= Since they're blonde... Riiight.

I DIGRESS! The point of this post is to tell you about the WTF moment I had in Challenger just now.
Me: Hi. Do you sell Walkmans?
Asshole--uh I mean, yeah, Asshole: Walkmans?
Me: Yeah. Like those that play discs.
Bastard: *laughs* No. (idiot)
Me: Okay, thanks. *leaves*
I-Want-To-Slap-Your-Face: *back turned*
Me: *middle=finger*

I've got lovely manners.

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