Salutations mortals, I have returned to this mundane blog after having a nice cup of tea with LIFE. 

Eh so yeah, I'm in college now and man, everybody is so fancy pansy here, even the guys here are so well dressed, fucking metrosexuals, but hey, guys still need to look beautimous. 

College life sucks, the freedom part is no different when I was still living under my dad's roof. I'm basically struggling to keep myself from starving because I lost my wallet and whoever that bastard who found it took off with my cash in the bank as well. Damn motherfucker, I won't feel sorry if bad things happened to you. (Work your charm karma!) I had to go through all these trouble to get my identification card, ATM card and license done. But dealing with my atm card/bank account was the WORST. Talking about it just makes me mad. I'm such a baka for losing my wallet. Sobs. That's by far the biggest screwed up piece of shit that I NEVER EVER want to go through again. Story of my life throughout September but I finally settled my ATM card problem just recently. Took like one whole fucking month, Jesus Christ. 

Yeah, just when I thought shit was settled, God, before I proceed, I just want to say my fucking my awesum college, so prestigious, so sugoi, so magnificently RETARDED, fucked shit up. I was offered a scholarship by them, but because the offer wasn't that "sugoi", my dad told me not to accept it. Alright, cool. So I ignored their acceptance letter because they clearly stated, 

If you agree to the above terms and conditions and wish to accept this scholarship offer, please acknowledge your acceptance by replying to this email.

please acknowledge your acceptance by replying to this email.

please acknowledge your acceptance by replying to this email.

by replying to this email.

So I fucking didn't reply them, thus meaning, I did not acknowledge it. But thanks to their glorious fuckery, they assumed I accepted it. EVEN WITHOUT REPLYING THEM. And I had no fucking clue about this until one fine Friday, they decided to call me to confirm the agreement. I could have declined the offer but they've already settled the payments, like they've deducted the amount from my fees already and if I pull back the offer, I have to pay the full amount. And at the same time, my dad was as clueless about this matter as I was and that's when shit got real. My dad was pissed as fuck, even I was pissed as fuck. We got into an argument, like that's something new lol. Argue argue argue, made a decision and so I decided to accept it. Great job at being so efficient, go suck a dick fucking college.

That whole situation was very nerve wracking but what stopped my world from spinning was the fact that I could not further my education abroad. Thinking about it, typing it right now just makes me feel miserable. My heart literally sank. It's sinking right now. Yeah....

So anyway, the one thing I really miss the most from home is Benji. My snookums. My honey boo boo. My everything. Why are you not here, living with me? </3 

Oh and I have a new OTP. Michael and Gavin from Roosterteeth. ^_^ The bromance seeping and oozing out from them, I just can't even. And Jesus Christ, they keep playing along, providing some fanservice for their adoring fans. KYAA~ Okay, I'll stop here. 

So that's all there is to know at the moment. I'll probably not update for maybe, another few months or so? Not like anybody reads my blog post anymore. 

T00dles~ 

Although the ISTP does not usually have a well-developed Feeling side, they frequently do have intense feelings for people. They can feel overpowering love for their mates, although they are likely not to express their emotions, or to express them inadequately or inappropriately if they do venture towards expression. However, unlike many of the other personality types, ISTPs feel strong affections one day at a time. One day, they may feel completely, intensely in love with their mate, and the next day they may be totally disinterested, or perhaps even ready to move on. This "live for the moment" type of approach is different from how most other types experience their feelings, and is difficult for many to understand. Consequently, the ISTP may be called "fickle" or "cold". In fact, they are not really fickle, and certainly not cold. They simply experience their lives on a moment by moment basis, and go along with it's natural flow. However, since most people need more commitment than can be offered when taking things day-by-day, the ISTP who wants to remain in a relationship will have to resolve themself towards being involved in a more traditional commitment. For most ISTPs, making a commitment to an intimate relationship will require an effort to stretch themselves outside of their comfort zones. However, those who do so will realize that they can enjoy the benefits of a strong, committed relationship and still live their lives in the present tense.

So that's the love life of an ISTP personality type. And yes, I am an ISTP. To put it short, ISTPs are tsunderes.  I'm so sorry for my future partners/lovers if I'm such a pain in the ass. 

happy valentine's day :)

So lately, I've been drawing on Sai paint tool. Ahh... it's so fun. I can't stop drawing lol. This is one of the pictures I've drawn. I'm still trying to get used to it.

When people compliment me in any way, (which is a VERY RARE occurrence) I don't know how to react. I usually ignore it and just pretend it never happened. It just feels weird, to me. I didn't even ask for it and they're complimenting me. When I accept a compliment, I just feel full of myself, arrogant. And that is why I don't like accepting compliments. But I am glad that people show they care for me but at the same time I feel like I don't deserve it.

I love how the story line for Naruto is going. This week's update was very emotional. Finally Naruto is getting what he'd been dreaming about, acknowledgement. I love how his friends and comrades are backing him up. It's so beautiful to see how it's progressing. Naruto deserves all this. His hardwork finally paid off. But at the same time, it's very sad to see what has become of Sasuke. It's like Naruto and Sasuke switched roles. From the beginning, Sasuke used to be adored and looked up to by the villagers while Naruto was hated and discarded. At the end, Naruto is adored while Sasuke is hated. I hate to see how Sasuke has developed, but at the same time, I understand why he picked that road. I just hope at the end, Naruto will be able to safe Sasuke from his miseries.

After a haircut.

A: Hey, did you cut your hair?
B: Oh no. When my hair reaches a certain length, it just drops at that length. It's so sugoi, right? I like how it drops at an accurate length as I like it.
A: .....
B: .....
A: .....
B: Yes, I cut my hair.