Thread:Deathstalker666/@comment-1915529-20140702204420/@comment-3547390-20140824115629

Dominus... I am confused.

Heh, so you had to translate translations :P.

Hmm, so the spirit apparently was intelligent enough to revolve from somewhere above and face the manager. I am going to assume that the manager happens to be for Burger King and that the spirit had something to do with a burger related accident which sent him careening into the air and scattered his brains. Have it your way indeed.

High school was one portion of my life I couldn't wait to be done with. Still, it was progressively getting worse as time went on, meaning it wasn't that bad in 9th grade. I actually had fun. 10th was like 9th, but was where I basically caused everybody in the school to hate my guts. Still, I didn't care about that and thus it wasn't a problem. It wasn't until 11th and 12th that the principal strove to make my life a living hell by constantly throwing me hoops to jump through.

Heh, part of the problem is that I am always worried about my future. even before I started elementary. I drove my parents crazy with questions and fears of the future. It never helps to be so worried, but I can't control it.

Broken heart? So sorry to hear that. Makes me feel good that I have never had to worry about love. Kinda hard to get romance started when everyone hates you and it is even harder when you realize you are perhaps the most picky person on the planet. Still, rather be picky than have loose values.