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 Oh yes, one more thing.
I did splendidly on my history test! Well, in my opinion, anyway. Everyone was all in my grill, like "aaaa Meghan you're gonna fail because you DON'T STUDY, GO TO HELL" and I'm like "chillax have some tea is that the Truman Show? I love the Truman Show go watch it and relax." And I also kicked Herbert Hoover's tiny ass in the process.
Bastard president.
(Yeah, the avatar relates to the comment above. Another bastard president.)
Labels: 111 days, bastard president, random, studying
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Neverending Stories
 Hello fools. How is everyone? I've been doing quite... averagely, to say the least. You know. Nothing out of the ordinary.
To all women: never get an ovarian cyst. Sweet mother of Christ they hurt. They hurt enough where my mom and I are discussing whether I should be homeschooled for a month because of my extreme pain. I mean seriously, this pain is just terrible. How will I survive Wallyball?
Erm, Wallyball is like dodgeball, except you throw it at a wall. Yeah, it's as lame as it sounds.
Actually, I probably won't do it because Liam asked me not to. Okay, that sounds really submissive, let me explain. Liam is deathly worried about me and my cyst. I mean, he was practically in tears, begging me to do ping pong, or not do gym in general. I felt terrible, he was the one who was apologizing in the end for restricting me and I'm all like, "Nononono, you're right, I shouldn't be exerting myself in this condition" and gosh, I just felt so bad! Luckily I'll get to talk to him tomorrow and stuff and yeah.
111 days fffffuuuuu. I know that when it gets down to 11 days I'll be in a foetal position, staring at that nice counter Alyssa made for the Liam Fanclub. When forced out of my room, I'd be running into walls and tackling people and shouting among other things. Meep.
Ah, Liam got me some Warhammer figurines! Lizardmen... yeah they're KICKASS. And they're adorable! No joke. He got me uh... 24 of them? And one leader. I really don't know how to play, I'm gonna have to consult my beloved Uncle Chris for that. Or Liam, because I mean C'MON he bought the damn things for me. I'm guessing this is my Valentine's Day gift, which is totally awesome because I know how expencive these Warhammer figures are. I love being a complete nerd with my boyfriend, it makes me cry manly tears of beautiful.
What else... Brian is coming over tomorrow! I haven't seen him in about forever. And when I say forever, I mean two weeks. Eh okay I give up, I have nothing to talk about, Goodnight Nurse~!
Labels: 111 days, Brian, cyst, Liam, Warhammer
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Not as planned...
 Guess who was up until 2am studying for a goddamn history test? Yeah, that'd be me. Thank god my cyst attacked me this morning, or else I'd be screwed. That's right, I took a day off today, for good reason! I need to study, study, study today and, well... yeah. Y'know. Life.
I'll update later telling y'all how it went.Labels: 115 days, studying
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In White Houses
 I came to the conclusion today that I am so glad that my boyfriend doesn't smoke or do drugs.
Seriously! If it turned out that Liam smoked I'd... probably... dump him. Yeah, for one thing he would've been lying to me this whole time which is a huge no-no. And second of all, ew. He would probably die in a few years from his lungs turning a deep shade of black and not being able to breathe anyway!
...that's a terrible thought. I'm sorry Liam, wherever you are. Sad face.
But re-he-heally, I despise smoke. And alcohol. Wait, can I change this subject?
I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol more than anything on this goddamn galaxy. And do you know what sucks? Liam drinks. Okay, well, only on special occasions, but only because I forced him otherwise. He used to drink to well... get drunk... and... I hate that. God, it brings tears to my eyes because it scares me so much. Drunk people are hella scary. It's like... I don't know if they're them or not! Or if they're just this fake person with a different personality! I dunno. It scares me. A lot. And... yeah. I'm done talking about this. I just scared myself haha.
Anyway! ...actually I think that's it. Eck, what a depressing update...
Labels: 117 days, alcohol, Liam, rant, smoking
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How annoying! :(
 Stop complaining about Valentine's Day, you twerps. I'm sad face right now because really, I thought people would be more, ah, mature about this than I first thought.
I posted this on Myspace in a bulletin. Be educated.
"Honestly guys, Valentine's Day is not as horrible as you single, hormonally-depressed psychotic teenagers make it out to be. Yeah, it's a day dedicated to couples, but are we sitting there, forcing you to watch us make out with our SO's? No? Thought so.
Of course couples are going to be out and about and doing sweet things for each other. Whoop-dee-crap. WHAT ELSE DO YOU EXPECT ON BLOODY VALENTINE'S DAY? This is like no other day of the year. Granted, restaurants are usually booked the moment they open their doors and those little gorillas that sings an old 60's love song to you are usually sold out in the local Wal-Mart, but still! This is only a Hallmark holiday, nothing to start shredding your arms about.
If you're unhappy about being single, do something about it.
Don't pull a sob story on us. We really don't care if you hate today or whatever. Get some balls and go ask that cutie out. What's the worst that could happen? Why, that would be them saying "No" and then making fun of you behind your back! That's not too bad, right?
...right?
By the way, my Valentine's Day was fantastic, thank you for asking. And I hope that yours is too. Well... the last two hours of it, anyway."Labels: 118 days, rant, Valentine's Day
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HOT PASSIONATE /SEX/
 ...that's what my Valentine's Day gave me. No, really.
Okay yeah so anyway. Happy Valentine's Day, you fools! C'mon gimme a hifive! Or not, that's cool. But yes today was good. I got a whopping $15 from the g-rents, and some daisies, and some candy. I also talked to the boyfriend pretty much all day as well. So yes, today went rather well.
Just so everyone knows, I'm giving Liam a giant card for Valentine's Day, filled with little goodies inside. Considering that Valentine's Day is the 45th day of the year, I wrote down 45 reasons why I love him on the inside. It seems like a cute idea! I started off with like 80 and I was like, "I can't fit all of these in here!" and I needed a decent number. First I tried 14 but it's too small and I eventually got to 45 for obvious reasons. I don't feel like explaining the process because it was long and tiring. And so was the process of choosing only fourty five reasons! Holy mother of GOD you have no idea how long I spent on it. I'm also getting him a little stuffed animal that has like "I Love You" or "Be Mine" or something cheesy-cute like that on it.
Gosh, I love today!
Plus, Liam and I ~*connected*~ tonight on the phone. No, it was not phone sex, you fags. WE'RE NOT THAT STUPID ANYMORE I SAY
Labels: 118 days, Liam, Valentine's Day
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Clemency
 Right. I like my little icon to my left, it's rather adorable. Tomoyo is kickass.
Alyssa and I are currently discussing Valentine's Day. I honestly don't have a problem with it, and don't think I'm biased because I has boyfriend. No, I've never had a problem with this rather adorable holiday. I think it's just so cute to see couples nuzzle each other and just be all cuddly and stuff, mostly because I just put Liam and I in their place like the hopeless sap that I am.
I'm not sure what to get Liam yet, to be honest. I already ordered Biohazard for him for his birthday (January 21) and it /still/ has not arrived yet, which is bullshit. I've been waiting for... how long? A long time. So yes, I need a tiny eensy bitsy present for him for Valentine's Day. I can't wait!
Labels: 126 days, Alyssa, Liam, presents, Valentine's Day
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Wish I May
 Hello, hello. I am not dead, fear me not! I've just been busy, is all. School has been rather easy, scarily enough, I've just been procrastinating. Believe me, that takes up plenty of time.
A quick recap; my cyst has been getting worse. Like... a lot. I've been in excruciating amounts of pain these past couple of weeks. Sometimes it simply gets unbearable, like today. My mommy had to pick me up at around... ah, 11.40 from school because my cyst was basically murdering me. I sat in the nurse's office for about 2 hours, hugging my heating pad and occasionally nodding off to sleep. Needless to say, I feel rather better now, but I'll be quite honest when I say that I really hope that I don't go to school tomorrow, because I really don't want to be put in this situation again. Believe me, it's painful. Worry not, however, I went for an ultrasound on Wednesday, and I expect my results tomorrow. I hope it's nothing bad though. Cross your fingers.
I had a total freakout a few days ago, and I completely blame my new birth control. Seriously, I started crying for no apparent reason and every little thing put me to tears, whether it be Liam jokingly saying that he was going to break up with me to having to eat dinner. Seriously, ever since I've been taking this new medication, I've been on cruise control. The only time I've been myself is when I was talking to Liam or Alyssa. All the other times I've been a complete mess. I have no idea why. It's rather frustrating.
Speaking of frustrating, my mom is stressed tonight. And it's really pissing me off. Yeah I know, I should show respect to her cause she's upset or whatever, but she has no excuse to be rude to me. I call her and she answers the phone with "What?!" in an irritable voice. I was like "Jeez, sorry." Like God, way to make me feel bad.
She's only stressed because she's going to get fined if I'm absent anymore. Which is bullcrap. Like seriously... not her being stressed though, the absence thing (Which I do get like... every year.) And also, her job isn't exactly giving her all that much money these days, which is also another liable reason to have anxiety.
So, 127 days!~ We're slowly inching towards June 13. Yes, June 13. It turns out he's coming the day after school ends, which is still awesome. He's arriving at around 6:30pm, where he'll probably just drop dead in the car and die... or sleep, that's cool too. We'd be home by 8pm, when Liam and I decid ed that we'd just cuddle for the night and relax. I bet you that I'll be just as exhausted as my boyfriend. And I'm excited; it's only a bit less of a week before our nine monther! Every single month makes me so excited, like we jumped over another goal. I'm really quite proud of us, to be honest. Seriously, not many teenaged long-distance / online relationships last this long. Well, okay, that's not true. JoltyxDeretto lasted for a year and six months... on and off however. Liam and I have been together 270 solid days. 95 days until our 1 year anniversary... wow. It almost seems unreal. I thought that I was going to be single forever! And then I met an English gent 3000 odd miles away. There always seems to be a catch, eh?
I'm not bothered by the distance, however. We stay close and... er, as intimate as possible with other things, like webcam. And uh. Wait, I don't think I ever told you random viewers about The Incident:
My mom caught Liam and I having phone sex.
I laugh about it now, sure, but dear mother of CHRIST was my mom angry. She was listening outside the door for about, oh, 10 minutes when she heard me telling Liam to do... things. Yes. And they weren't exactly innocent, to say the least. So she eventually barged in, saying, "GET OFF THE PHONE, RIGHT NOW." and Liam and I going "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" about twenty times until I was like "erm, I should go." and he was like "yeah... I love you?" and I was like "I love you too..." and I hung up.
I think was deaf for days after.
As soon as I pressed the little red 'end' button on my phone, my mom exploded. Yeah, we're both over it now. Hell, we even joke about it, saying how much of a damn whore I am! Hahaha, o h mom...
...I'll be completely honest. Phone sex is awesome. And I'd love to do it again.
But enough about that! I think I'm done now actually. I'm going to get ready to go to bed and just... I don't know, chillax. I'll start updating this more however, I know some faithful watchers who are creaming at the thought of me updating. Oh, I know who you are, you sick buggers.Labels: 127 days, cyst, Liam, mom, random, stress
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RE: Not as planned...
Oh yes, one more thing.
I did splendidly on my history test! Well, in my opinion, anyway. Everyone was all in my grill, like "aaaa Meghan you're gonna fail because you DON'T STUDY, GO TO HELL" and I'm like "chillax have some tea is that the Truman Show? I love the Truman Show go watch it and relax." And I also kicked Herbert Hoover's tiny ass in the process.
Bastard president.
(Yeah, the avatar relates to the comment above. Another bastard president.)
Labels: 111 days, bastard president, random, studying
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Neverending Stories
Hello fools. How is everyone? I've been doing quite... averagely, to say the least. You know. Nothing out of the ordinary.
To all women: never get an ovarian cyst. Sweet mother of Christ they hurt. They hurt enough where my mom and I are discussing whether I should be homeschooled for a month because of my extreme pain. I mean seriously, this pain is just terrible. How will I survive Wallyball?
Erm, Wallyball is like dodgeball, except you throw it at a wall. Yeah, it's as lame as it sounds.
Actually, I probably won't do it because Liam asked me not to. Okay, that sounds really submissive, let me explain. Liam is deathly worried about me and my cyst. I mean, he was practically in tears, begging me to do ping pong, or not do gym in general. I felt terrible, he was the one who was apologizing in the end for restricting me and I'm all like, "Nononono, you're right, I shouldn't be exerting myself in this condition" and gosh, I just felt so bad! Luckily I'll get to talk to him tomorrow and stuff and yeah.
111 days fffffuuuuu. I know that when it gets down to 11 days I'll be in a foetal position, staring at that nice counter Alyssa made for the Liam Fanclub. When forced out of my room, I'd be running into walls and tackling people and shouting among other things. Meep.
Ah, Liam got me some Warhammer figurines! Lizardmen... yeah they're KICKASS. And they're adorable! No joke. He got me uh... 24 of them? And one leader. I really don't know how to play, I'm gonna have to consult my beloved Uncle Chris for that. Or Liam, because I mean C'MON he bought the damn things for me. I'm guessing this is my Valentine's Day gift, which is totally awesome because I know how expencive these Warhammer figures are. I love being a complete nerd with my boyfriend, it makes me cry manly tears of beautiful.
What else... Brian is coming over tomorrow! I haven't seen him in about forever. And when I say forever, I mean two weeks. Eh okay I give up, I have nothing to talk about, Goodnight Nurse~!
Labels: 111 days, Brian, cyst, Liam, Warhammer
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Not as planned...
Guess who was up until 2am studying for a goddamn history test? Yeah, that'd be me. Thank god my cyst attacked me this morning, or else I'd be screwed. That's right, I took a day off today, for good reason! I need to study, study, study today and, well... yeah. Y'know. Life.
I'll update later telling y'all how it went.Labels: 115 days, studying
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In White Houses
I came to the conclusion today that I am so glad that my boyfriend doesn't smoke or do drugs.
Seriously! If it turned out that Liam smoked I'd... probably... dump him. Yeah, for one thing he would've been lying to me this whole time which is a huge no-no. And second of all, ew. He would probably die in a few years from his lungs turning a deep shade of black and not being able to breathe anyway!
...that's a terrible thought. I'm sorry Liam, wherever you are. Sad face.
But re-he-heally, I despise smoke. And alcohol. Wait, can I change this subject?
I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol. I hate alcohol more than anything on this goddamn galaxy. And do you know what sucks? Liam drinks. Okay, well, only on special occasions, but only because I forced him otherwise. He used to drink to well... get drunk... and... I hate that. God, it brings tears to my eyes because it scares me so much. Drunk people are hella scary. It's like... I don't know if they're them or not! Or if they're just this fake person with a different personality! I dunno. It scares me. A lot. And... yeah. I'm done talking about this. I just scared myself haha.
Anyway! ...actually I think that's it. Eck, what a depressing update...
Labels: 117 days, alcohol, Liam, rant, smoking
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How annoying! :(
Stop complaining about Valentine's Day, you twerps. I'm sad face right now because really, I thought people would be more, ah, mature about this than I first thought.
I posted this on Myspace in a bulletin. Be educated.
"Honestly guys, Valentine's Day is not as horrible as you single, hormonally-depressed psychotic teenagers make it out to be. Yeah, it's a day dedicated to couples, but are we sitting there, forcing you to watch us make out with our SO's? No? Thought so.
Of course couples are going to be out and about and doing sweet things for each other. Whoop-dee-crap. WHAT ELSE DO YOU EXPECT ON BLOODY VALENTINE'S DAY? This is like no other day of the year. Granted, restaurants are usually booked the moment they open their doors and those little gorillas that sings an old 60's love song to you are usually sold out in the local Wal-Mart, but still! This is only a Hallmark holiday, nothing to start shredding your arms about.
If you're unhappy about being single, do something about it.
Don't pull a sob story on us. We really don't care if you hate today or whatever. Get some balls and go ask that cutie out. What's the worst that could happen? Why, that would be them saying "No" and then making fun of you behind your back! That's not too bad, right?
...right?
By the way, my Valentine's Day was fantastic, thank you for asking. And I hope that yours is too. Well... the last two hours of it, anyway."Labels: 118 days, rant, Valentine's Day
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HOT PASSIONATE /SEX/
...that's what my Valentine's Day gave me. No, really.
Okay yeah so anyway. Happy Valentine's Day, you fools! C'mon gimme a hifive! Or not, that's cool. But yes today was good. I got a whopping $15 from the g-rents, and some daisies, and some candy. I also talked to the boyfriend pretty much all day as well. So yes, today went rather well.
Just so everyone knows, I'm giving Liam a giant card for Valentine's Day, filled with little goodies inside. Considering that Valentine's Day is the 45th day of the year, I wrote down 45 reasons why I love him on the inside. It seems like a cute idea! I started off with like 80 and I was like, "I can't fit all of these in here!" and I needed a decent number. First I tried 14 but it's too small and I eventually got to 45 for obvious reasons. I don't feel like explaining the process because it was long and tiring. And so was the process of choosing only fourty five reasons! Holy mother of GOD you have no idea how long I spent on it. I'm also getting him a little stuffed animal that has like "I Love You" or "Be Mine" or something cheesy-cute like that on it.
Gosh, I love today!
Plus, Liam and I ~*connected*~ tonight on the phone. No, it was not phone sex, you fags. WE'RE NOT THAT STUPID ANYMORE I SAY
Labels: 118 days, Liam, Valentine's Day
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Clemency
Right. I like my little icon to my left, it's rather adorable. Tomoyo is kickass.
Alyssa and I are currently discussing Valentine's Day. I honestly don't have a problem with it, and don't think I'm biased because I has boyfriend. No, I've never had a problem with this rather adorable holiday. I think it's just so cute to see couples nuzzle each other and just be all cuddly and stuff, mostly because I just put Liam and I in their place like the hopeless sap that I am.
I'm not sure what to get Liam yet, to be honest. I already ordered Biohazard for him for his birthday (January 21) and it /still/ has not arrived yet, which is bullshit. I've been waiting for... how long? A long time. So yes, I need a tiny eensy bitsy present for him for Valentine's Day. I can't wait!
Labels: 126 days, Alyssa, Liam, presents, Valentine's Day
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Wish I May
Hello, hello. I am not dead, fear me not! I've just been busy, is all. School has been rather easy, scarily enough, I've just been procrastinating. Believe me, that takes up plenty of time.
A quick recap; my cyst has been getting worse. Like... a lot. I've been in excruciating amounts of pain these past couple of weeks. Sometimes it simply gets unbearable, like today. My mommy had to pick me up at around... ah, 11.40 from school because my cyst was basically murdering me. I sat in the nurse's office for about 2 hours, hugging my heating pad and occasionally nodding off to sleep. Needless to say, I feel rather better now, but I'll be quite honest when I say that I really hope that I don't go to school tomorrow, because I really don't want to be put in this situation again. Believe me, it's painful. Worry not, however, I went for an ultrasound on Wednesday, and I expect my results tomorrow. I hope it's nothing bad though. Cross your fingers.
I had a total freakout a few days ago, and I completely blame my new birth control. Seriously, I started crying for no apparent reason and every little thing put me to tears, whether it be Liam jokingly saying that he was going to break up with me to having to eat dinner. Seriously, ever since I've been taking this new medication, I've been on cruise control. The only time I've been myself is when I was talking to Liam or Alyssa. All the other times I've been a complete mess. I have no idea why. It's rather frustrating.
Speaking of frustrating, my mom is stressed tonight. And it's really pissing me off. Yeah I know, I should show respect to her cause she's upset or whatever, but she has no excuse to be rude to me. I call her and she answers the phone with "What?!" in an irritable voice. I was like "Jeez, sorry." Like God, way to make me feel bad.
She's only stressed because she's going to get fined if I'm absent anymore. Which is bullcrap. Like seriously... not her being stressed though, the absence thing (Which I do get like... every year.) And also, her job isn't exactly giving her all that much money these days, which is also another liable reason to have anxiety.
So, 127 days!~ We're slowly inching towards June 13. Yes, June 13. It turns out he's coming the day after school ends, which is still awesome. He's arriving at around 6:30pm, where he'll probably just drop dead in the car and die... or sleep, that's cool too. We'd be home by 8pm, when Liam and I decided that we'd just cuddle for the night and relax. I bet you that I'll be just as exhausted as my boyfriend. And I'm excited; it's only a bit less of a week before our nine monther! Every single month makes me so excited, like we jumped over another goal. I'm really quite proud of us, to be honest. Seriously, not many teenaged long-distance / online relationships last this long. Well, okay, that's not true. JoltyxDeretto lasted for a year and six months... on and off however. Liam and I have been together 270 solid days. 95 days until our 1 year anniversary... wow. It almost seems unreal. I thought that I was going to be single forever! And then I met an English gent 3000 odd miles away. There always seems to be a catch, eh?
I'm not bothered by the distance, however. We stay close and... er, as intimate as possible with other things, like webcam. And uh. Wait, I don't think I ever told you random viewers about The Incident:
My mom caught Liam and I having phone sex.
I laugh about it now, sure, but dear mother of CHRIST was my mom angry. She was listening outside the door for about, oh, 10 minutes when she heard me telling Liam to do... things. Yes. And they weren't exactly innocent, to say the least. So she eventually barged in, saying, "GET OFF THE PHONE, RIGHT NOW." and Liam and I going "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" about twenty times until I was like "erm, I should go." and he was like "yeah... I love you?" and I was like "I love you too..." and I hung up.
I think was deaf for days after.
As soon as I pressed the little red 'end' button on my phone, my mom exploded. Yeah, we're both over it now. Hell, we even joke about it, saying how much of a damn whore I am! Hahaha, oh mom...
...I'll be completely honest. Phone sex is awesome. And I'd love to do it again.
But enough about that! I think I'm done now actually. I'm going to get ready to go to bed and just... I don't know, chillax. I'll start updating this more however, I know some faithful watchers who are creaming at the thought of me updating. Oh, I know who you are, you sick buggers.Labels: 127 days, cyst, Liam, mom, random, stress
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!! Meghan Julianna Schultz. 14. Female. Taken. Freshmen. CAPSLOCK.
 I'm commonly known online as Fiinikkusu, Megative, or Robotiqua. Some people call me Meg, Meggu, Mego's, Megatron, Megalopolis, Meganium, Schultzy, and some insults here and there. But you can call me tonight.
 I live the simple life. At the ripe age of fourteen, I can still rely on my parents. I can still do stupid things and only get disappointed head-shakes and scoldings. I can still love my boyfriend without being expected to have sex with him. I can still ask for a lollipop at the doctor's office. I can still be completely clueless about the world around me without others thinking I'm unintelligent. I know that in a few years, everything will be different. But that's okay. Everything is different.
 I'm not hard to please. I like Pokemon, playing the piano, cell phone charms, hair clips, window shopping, algebra, surveys, band-aids, pizza, my boyfriend, snow, Optimus Prime, 11:11, and kittens.
 When I grow up, I'm going to live with my boyfriend somewhere. Just anywhere but here. And I will have a coffeeshop. It's unnamed so far, but one day I will think of a name and a location and everything. Those are my life dreams in a nutshell; to live with my boyfriend, to own a coffeeshop, and to move away from the boonies of Pennsylvania.
 I'm straightedge, and I mention it often. I don't do drugs, smoke, drink, and I'm still a virgin. I hate alcohol more than anything on this planet, just throwing that out there. Don't talk to me just to bash my opinions. Everyone has them, and I appreciate that you're trying to make yours heard, but you're going to the wrong person about them.
 I watch anime and read manga. My favourites are Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Pita-Ten, DOGs, and Kaleido Star. I watch television. My favorite TV shows are Scrubs and That 70's Show. I watch movies. My favorite movies are Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Transformers, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, and War Games.
 I'm not your average fourteen year old.
 
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