December 2010
28 posts
TRON is just as amazing if not better the second...
digitalfrontier:
iso-:
It keeps getting better.
Portal Review
You know, when I looked at the game, I saw that there were about— what, ten or so chapters? So I’m thinking to myself, “Awesome, a long ass game that has a deep plot and puzzles!” Perfect, right? Except for one small little detail. The game lies just like that goddamn cake I keep seeing. I finished the game in less then four hours! What the hell! So much for complex...
The best way to get over someone is to get on top...
autumn-motionless:
drowningdollyday:
I Don’t Care by Apocalyptica
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Ugh,
That’s the last time I go out and get drunk to forget. Totally not worth it. Something about jumping into a jacuzzi fully clothed…
Ah well, at least the hangover isn’t that bad.
Woke up today,
and strangely realized that I didn’t mind that I had no family. That I didn’t mind that I don’t have many friends. That I didn’t mind being single.
And of course, I’m just waiting for loneliness to rear its ugly head and make me wonder what happened to me to turn out like this.
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
November 2010
24 posts
suddenlynixon asked: You page mentions you play video games. Which ones to do you play?
So I Went To Class Today...
And I step in about five minutes late, only to find my teammates discussing something important with the teacher. The teacher turns to me and says, “You need to get your team together, or they’re going to 86 you!”
Whoa, what?
So apparently when I was gone all last week, (If you’ve paid attention and read my bullshit long ass posts you’ll see that I had some...
So, I haven't been online in...
I’d say about a week. Maybe a little longer.
I’ve been a bit depressed. Really depressed actually. Not enough to like, go do something stupid and kill myself, but, just enough where I haven’t really been talking to people. Just been by myself, gaming nonstop. No seriously. My steam accounts that I’ve done over a hundred and twenty hours over the past week or so.
Speaking...
D is for Death.
It is amazing how despite how much death of those I loved I’ve seen in my lifetime, I still haven’t gotten used to it. That even after all the other funerals I’ve attended, this still affects me as much as that first one had.
Of course I heard the crying from downstairs. How could I not? The wails of pure agony that just ripped my beating heart from my chest seemed to echo in...
I Have Not Slept.
And I am oh so very tired. Why do I keep doing this to myself? I have nothing but classes all day today. And I can’t use the excuse that I was doing my essay all night— because I so totally wasn’t. Here’s what my night pretty much consisted of:
- RPing on and off with the people who came and went.
- Browsing Tumblr/ Browsing the Internet.
- Rereading Cuanta Vida from the...
