stick it to em’ Link!
Ocarina redeads are scarier
I beg to differ
wind waker redeads maybe :P
Twilight redeads are so detailed and disgusting and eerie and just 192949 times creepier.
Hell freaking no! I still have nightmare about OoT redeads! Their skin looks like rotting melted chocolate pudding and their faces are frozen, always expressing screaming pain! And that scream. It’s unmatchable! I can play it in my head now and it makes me cringe. Oh yeah, and remember how they’d climb onto your shoulders and freaking hump your head until you die? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.
(via fuckyeahlink)
Seriously, Kid.
Learn some fucking manners. Here’s what you did wrong:
- Take a fucking shower. I could smell you before any of my other senses kicked in.
- If you’re going to approach a stranger, put out your cheap ass cigar.
- Don’t approach a stranger so obviously stoned. I don’t care if you’re into that, but it does show me how careless you are.
- INTRODUCE YOURSELF. Tell me your name and shake my fucking hand.
- Ask, “May I please have ride to the park?” rather than, “Common, just take me there.” Perhaps give me a convincing reason to waste my gas and time on you.
- When i said, “no” ask politely one more time. If I’m still uninterested, be a man, stop wining, and let it go.
If there’s any thing that irritates me, it’s improper manners. Imagine if he landed a job interview. “Common, just give it to me!” It won’t work, kid.
Zelda thoughts and theory
This just popped into my head… Do Ghirahim and the Fierce Deity have anything to do with each other? Some people speculate Ghirahim is the embodiment of a fourth triforce/tetraforce piece and is sealed away after Skyward Sward. It’s also a theory that the Fierce Deity has to do with the fourth piece. Some evidence to this is the single triangle on the Deity’s breast plate. Perhaps Ghirahim was sealed away into the Fierce Deity mask? The two characters do have a similar color scheme and have tetraforce background theory… There are probably a lot of holes in this. It’s just a thought.
This is what’s keeping me up at night.
Goddammit.
Sometimes my mother says the most opinionated, sexist, racist, generalization. They honestly shock me. I don’t remember her being this bad when I was younger. I’ve started calling her out on it and it’s upsetting for the both of us.
Now I’m starting to wonder, “what’s the use?” I mean, she is in her 50’s now. She probably not going to change. It just upsets me. I guess I lay off on it.
I’m progressively getting more and more annoyed with a lot of people I use to consider my friends. It seems like as soon as they left for college they decided to utilize the internet for really immature, inappropriate things. It sucks because I have great memories with these people and all I can think when I’m on facebook is, “What the hell is wrong with you? You’re a freshman in college, not high school.” I scroll through and can’t see myself going along with this infantile behavior. Call me pretentious, but it honestly embarrases me. Mentally speaking, they seem too young to be living on their own (based solely on internet posts). Then I ask myself, “How did they make it into college and not you?” And only about a week ago I would have answered this very pessimistically. I’m not feeling that anymore, which I’m excited to say is great progress. I think the reason is that right now I am actually, genuinely, really happy. It’s an incredible feeling. I haven’t been this happy in a while. And I think that’s what I need right now.
Everyone was talking about their roommates and class schedules and such today.
I was just kinda sitting there silently. And it kinda sucks when your friend is on their laptop applying for colleges when at the same time you’re applying for a job at Target.
Not all is sad though! I’m searching for the college I will fall in love with. I’m going to find the place for me. This town may have succeeded in keeping me for now, but I’ll make it out. And when I do, I will not be coming back. At least not for a long while.
Late night blogging: Story Time
So on Tuesday I was invited to attend my friend Chelsea’s birthday dinner. I didn’t know half the people there, but I did believe I made a friend or two. Then we all stood up to leave when everyone went quiet and started staring at me. Everyone started laughing and I wasn’t sure why. It was revealed to me that it was because no one noticed my height until I stood up. The tallest guy there walked over to stand next to me and laughed even harder because I barely met his shoulder. He called me his “sidekick.” And his girlfriend felt she needed to hug me because I was adorably small.
I tried to come off comfortable with myself and laughed along, but it seriously hurt. If there’s anything that makes me feel bad, it’s my height (here comes the anon hate mail). Especially when it’s me in a room full of tall people.
Why does my mom get so pissy as soon as my dad walks in the door?
He’s covering for someone who can’t work for a full week, so he’s working from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m. (or more depending on deals) every day until Monday. Give him a fucking break. He hates the marriage just as much as you do. Just eat your food in separate rooms like you always do, but try not screaming through the wall for once. I am so fucking sick of this.
My main motivation for getting into a good school was to get far away from this. Isn’t that fucking sad? Well now I don’t know what I’m going to do, but sure as hell I am not going to spend another year in this household. I’d rather squat for a year and figure it out than be here.
Fuck.
