Ask me 3 questions. Any three, no matter how personal, private or random, I have to answer them honestly. Then in turn, you have to post this message in your own journal so I can ask you embarressingly personal questions, too. So keep that in mind when you're asking me my questions because I can so get you back worse later. ♥
The truth is always subjective!
Turtles are wonderful.
And full of fibre! :D
... But I didn't eat it because it's my good luck charm, now, and it worked even because it worked and now we're all home free, at my home and free specifically, which is sorta fun except I don't think my family is entirely too happy about it, but that's okay because we have a roof over our heads and food to eat that isn't babies and that is all that we need!
Space is a luxury, not a need. So is privacy. Sleeping on the couch isn't that bad, too, and maybe I should've cleared off the bottom bunk except I have too much stuff and no place to put it and I can move more easily than the stuff can move!
It is like having a permanent sleep over, except that it is not permanent and not that much of a sleepover! I like sleepovers, they should happen more often. D
I have a turtle. His name is Turtle. :D
And I have a cunning plan and a disguise.
Everyone I've met on the internet is scary.
And I hate you all.
Kantoku doesn't run practice. I don't think Kantoku even likes tennis that much.
It's like Hiyoshi-buchou runs around and screams at everyone and tells them to get stronger or they'll get their asses handed back to them on a silver plate - obviously, to go with the silver spoons that they have stuck in their bloody mouths - but Kantoku just sits there and stares
at said asses.
It's starting to get creepy.
I think I want a larger jersey that covers more.