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I'm tired. I just wanted to apologize for not including my other friends in my pre Animazement excitment. I love you guys! Also it was great. More details later, when my arm isn't getting tired. More on that later.
Stuff that happens to me, Terri.
I'm tired. I just wanted to apologize for not including my other friends in my pre Animazement excitment. I love you guys! Also it was great. More details later, when my arm isn't getting tired. More on that later.
So, long time no see. Seriously, you look great. Anyway, so you're probably wondering about my weird absence. Or not, you know whatever. As we speak (which is about 12:30 in the morning) I am working on an anime music video. It's from a series that I enjoy called 'Bleach', and it's starring a fuzzy little cutie named Kon. This is the third night in a row that I've been up with the little fella, but if I want to finish this before Animazement (which is like five days away), I'm definately going to have to burn the midnight oil. Not to mention that I've a new job that stars on Monday, woah boy, look out, I'm going to be low on sleep and high on caffiene. That won't be the best combination. But I'm going to be putting up the good fight, because I can't wait for Animazement this year. It's going to be so much fun because my friend Tiffany is going to be making an appearance. She's totally cool, and totally fun, and I love the heck out of her. So, that's my packtastic week. Plus we're getting the floor in our kitchen done so we can't go in there. I'm starving! Well, there will be plenty of updates before we leave and I'll make sure to post an action packed, Tiffany-filled, Animazement recap on Tuesday. Why Tuesday? Because after spending three whole days watching anime, with about 45 minutes of sleep for the whole weekend... Well, anybody would be a little pooped. So, until then, or later in the week, wehn I post again. I just realized that I love commas.
I feel really terrible. Not like 'oh, I've got a head cold terrible', but like, 'oh, I'm going to shoot myself in the throat, then it will feel better than it does now'. But anyway, here I am doing my civic duty and writing about something that I'm sure nobody else cares about, because I'm bored. No, wait, I care. So, I'm in love. Now, I know that I say that every 17.9 minutes, but I'm serious this time. His name is Justin and he's from South Africa. Granted, he doesn't go to this school, or even live in this country, but I think that we can make it work. I feel like my friend Lauren, who stays in California. She's always in love with one guy or another, but because she lives in LA, the guy is always super hot. Justin is hot, too, but not in that California way. I seriously think that we can make it work. And if not, at least we have the memories of his visit here. For that day, well, techinically, the three hours. But, hey, we bonded.