Mike seemed to enjoy my last actual entry the most (longer than a few words ^_^), so this one's for him.
The sun rose in the honor of my awakening this morning, as the birds gathered around that of my window to bless me with a melody--so beautiful, it was meant for no other. I gazed toward the neon blue lighting from the clock across the room--10:00 am, I most likely would not have awaken if not for the compostion "final" that I was to partake in at 11:30. My clothes were draped over the back of the chair near the desk. The color of the day, Black...my favorite of course. In a few simple moments, I was fully clothed and proceeded to the upstairs region of the house, whereas I required sustinence in order to function.
Chai tea...a wonderful drink to begin the day with. Intentionally strong--a perfect blend for my tastes. Actually...beyond that, I had nothing else. I then began the rigorous process of my daily pirating techniques--passed down from my Master Kazuma, oh so many years ago...
Time came soon enough, that I had to be on my way--11:30 was approaching quickly, it was time to "Party". I inserted my wolf contact into my left eye and made my way to my composition class...as I take pleasure in the numbers I can easily creep out by my simple appearance. Arriving 10 minutes late...my timing was perfect to say the least. I entered just as the professor had gather the class around the enterance of the classroom to aquire a photo of everyone together. Though in time, that photo would be nothing more than a picture of nameless students for her...especially me, since I never attempt to stand out in any classroom setting. Just some spikey-haired, yellow-eyed kid whose main facial expression came as a glare in her direction.
I grabbed a cookie and some ginger ale...and was on my way. Muttering how much of a waste of time and gas this was on me as I made my exit.
I betrayed a neighbor dog's trust when I returned home...45 minutes after I had left. Our neighbor had come to our place to capture their 1 year old beagle, Gipsy, from our driveway. Gipsy dashed away from all attempts of capture from that of my father and neighbor and when she saw me, came right up to me so as I could pay attention to it...she decided to allow me the pleasure of petting her. What a fool. I seized her quickly and handed her over to recieve her discipline for not returning home, and went inside after recieving a much appreciated thanks from the neighbor...along with permission to shoot (BB) the dog if it came over after nightfall. Silly neighbor...
Ichiban ramen was pretty tastey...though shrimp isn't my favorite, it wasn't bad at all.
Physics isn't my favorite subject...
Warrior Within had better not glitch on me again...that was really annoying...
Indeed.
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