Collective Foal

You won't be as active, I can assure you of that. But it's not the most horrendous thing. Join a club, meet some people, do some (responsible) underage drinking, maybe have some casual sex, maybe get a gf/bf. The campus is your world is your oyster my dude. It's a good time if you put in the effort to get involved. And it will get stressful at points. Big projects and exams will all seem to come in the same week. Your caffeine intake will increase 10-fold. You'll learn what it's like to not sleep for 50 hours. But it's all worth it because at the end of 4 years of extreme highs and lows, you'll get a piece of paper that tells you you're smart

Dicking down League Players before work.

I just come for the good people and time burning potential. I don't fux with that drama shit the way I used to anymore. I miss Bl1ghty, tho I think he comes around once in a blue moon.

Nah homie, it was happening well before that.

Currently crashing off of the Adderall that I took because I needed to finish a ton of homework for today. I am stressed beyond belief, haven't spoken to my girlfriend in 4 days, not even over the phone, though that's partly on her. I've had six hours sleep in the past 3 days and I still have to write an analytical book review for my history class tomorrow, so today isn't even close to being over. My personality has changed drastically from how I've been interacting with my roommates. I had a minor mental breakdown last Tuesday night as well. I feel strangely inhuman and I just want to be done with this fucking shit right now. Oh also I've got some pretty kickin bronchitis

As a diehard Eagles fan, I actually cried when they won

Chicken noodle soup and orange juice

Paul Blart: All Cop Kevin James signs a contract to become a magical girl and because of continuous time loops centered around him by fellow magical girl Adam Sandler, who loves him more than life itself, he is imbued with unprecedented levels of cosmic energy, allowing him to become god and erase the pain and suffering of those magical girls before him who became wrought with despair and transformed into witches.

Time traveling demon

Carbon

Also rated S for Spoopy

2929 - Mass revolt causes a revolution and after the war a new order is established where everybody is allowed to be whatever the hell they want as long as they don't hurt or kill each other.

Yea it was fun for a bit. I kinda lost interest with the drop in show quality and how busy life was getting.

A huge part of this forum fell apart after we all bailed on the brony fandom thing tbh. Kinda funny how a forum for a guy who makes machinima and voices-over a 90's shooter became so engulfed in that.

Writing my Japanese essay that was due last Wednesday but due to weather and sickness I didn't have to do it until today so I put it off til today because I'm scum and it's due in two hours so I bought some Adderall and am making GREAT time on it now.

Logic dropped Bobby Tarantino II last week and it's god-damn incredible SFKPktgfQdI

Well excuse you. I guess I'll just stay dead then Yeah man, this forum used to be my bastion of hope in the world. We had a solid stock of 40 or 50 regulars. I relied on some of these folks to get me through a lot in life. I almost never come on anymore because shit's so busy with college, but I don't forget my roots haha. Honestly, I think that's best for everybody.

Follow me on snapchat, a social media I actually use, if you like: zachesmitty Here's me doing marching band things this year:

Talking to my ex who I was seeing most of last semester. She never wanted to commit to an actual relationship because there was another guy who was kind of possessive of her even though they were just friends and he got all pissed off when he found out about us.

Got dressed up for a 1920's themed party with some friends from school. Probably the best punch anybody's ever had before

Lol why is this a problem it's anime. Anybody who watches it is a degenerate piece of shit, myself included.

Lol no prob. Here's one I wrote for my first "girlfriend" over the summer. The blade crept slowly, Yearning for flesh, Sharp and steel, She could not feel, As it slid into her back, Right through her spine, And ran a line, A mark across her heart, The pain hit sudden, And she cried out, While she resisted, Her attacker insisted, This was how it should be, Nearly frozen, She gathered strength, To grab the length, And force it from her skin. In fear and pain, Bleeding slowly, She fled the man, And as she ran, Her wounds healed slightly. Yet she was crippled, A scar arose, And she wore clothes, To hide it from the world, As years went by, With constant hurt, She found a pill, A moment's thrill, That shielded her from knives, The sting grew dull, And with time passing, She thought she'd found, A cure profound, To erase the wound for good, But unbeknownst, This pill had teeth, And with them bore, It slowly tore, A hole inside her chest, As her heart wore thin, She felt disgust, And much distrust, For even her own self, _______________________ She one day met a man, Of happy mind and heart untouched, In his hand he held to her, That pill that she craved ever so much, She reached for it slowly with enthralled, Cautious but with eager grasp, Until she saw his other hand, Something behind his back he clasped. She envinsioned a blade, Sharp and fresh and ready to pierce, She cried out loud yet the man stayed calm, His face knew not how to be fierce. He drew his hand out to her, Deliberately and with such grace, As the blade rose up she quivered in fear, Til it sat before her face, The knife was strange in shape and size, The blades were many and red They bloomed about a central point To make the weapon's head The grip was green and slender, And tapered toward the blades, With spike studs on the handle, The weapon was displayed, The man then turned the object, As though to give it up, She touched it and was startled, The blades were soft and fluffed, She suddenly saw the weapon, Through unscared truthful eyes, A rose was in her grasp now, She then let out a sigh. She felt relief at first, Then confusion and fear began, For she saw her own blood trickle, From the thorns upon the stem, She dropped the rose in horror, Though the pain was only slight, The man quickly recovered, And gave it one more try, And so with time the woman, Learned how to hold the rose, And with his care and guidance, Her sickness was no more composed, With illness gone and life redrawn, Her heart had mended strong The pills replaced by roses, The true cure she'd waited on, She lived a life of happiness, Hard times she rose above, And never once forgot the man, Who taught her, again, how to love.

Staying up way later than I should, probably irritating my roommate, and screwing myself over for my Biology exam tomorrow

Those two in particular are so guilty of filler tho :/

Oh god it was the best experience of my life. i'm trying to go back next year but on scholarship this time instead of just paid study abroad.