Beasties’ language

So I’ll just update this as I progress.

I	Es	Mine	Kan’Es	My	Esa
You	Em	Yours	Kan’Em	Your	Ema
He	Kut	His	De’Kut	His	Kuta
She	Kuet	Hers	De’Kuet	Her	Kueta
We	Esei	Ours	Kan’Esei	Our	Eseia
You	Emei	Yours	Kan’Emei	Your	Emeia
They	Kutei	Theirs	De’Kutei	Their	Kuteia

Me
You
Him
Her
Us
You
Them

Who
What
Where
When
Why
How
The

To be -

To have –

To do –

To go -

To live -

To love -

To hunt -

To ride -

To swim -

To eat -

To sleep -

To drink -

To craft -

To hear -

To see -

To say -

To die -

To run -

To stand -

To sit -

To come -

To heal -

Yes -

No / Not -

Friend –

Son –

Home –

Tree –

Food –

Meat –

Fish –

Prey –

Bow –

Knife –

Grass –

Sand –

Clan –

Great –

Scout –

Good –

Bad –

Rock –

Coun/ter/part -

Fa/mi/ly -

Mo/ther -

Fa/ther -

Daugh/ter -

Lea/der -

Vi/llage -

A/rrow –

To hu/rry –

Na/ture –

To/day -

To/mo/rrow –

Wa/rri/or -

Hunt/er -

Heal/er –

Gotta keep workin’. Feedback on MSN plax.

It blows.

It really, really does.

Ba ban ban! Ba ban ban! Ba ban ban to batoru da!

I feel like such a huge nerd, OTL. I had the hugest urge to watch old anime from my childhood and found myself watching Digimon the Movie and Digimon: Bokura no War Game. I misseeeeeeed thiiis, wtf. And then this need for oldies dragged Medabots in. Seriously, head, wtf.

Today you get fanart. No rants.

Ashita mo bokura hajimerarenai nara Ichibyou demo hayaku anata ni awanakerya

Bitchin’ mood, shit’s going great lD Order is lots of fun and I’ve picked up drawing again. I GUESS I’M STILL HAPPY, AHAHAH.

On an unrelated note in this extremely short post, Sambomaster is still my favorite band ever l8 The Mass Missile still earn my love, though.

La la lalalala! Nyan nyan nyanyanyanya! Bon bon bonbonbonbon! Rock de Bon~!

Goodmoodremainedyayforthethreeofus.
I overslept, what the fuck. I woke up at half past two PM. Well, whatever. I’m beaming happiness, so I don’t care. Glad certain things happened the way they did, despite my EXTREMELYOPTIMISTICBADFEELING brain saying it was going to suck. Well, guess what, brain. Fuck you. It didn’t suck.

Still not in the mood to draw anything, exactly, but I’m leaning towards actually doing it, since I have over eight thousand WIPs to finish and some of them are actually decent. Meh, whatever lol.

Eos is getting fun, I’m actually glad I went back. Thank you, Stupid, for never losing hopes on me. I love you and everyone else that makes the stay there enjoyable. RPing certain characters makes me feel good, again. Since I missed them so fucking much. Still thinking about killing some off, since I.. never.. actually used them. Well, I might wait and see what happens, but meh. Most of my cast is dull, only two or three characters are fit for social interaction. The others are just boring, lol.

Went back to listening to The Mass Missile. God, I love these guys so much, I can’t belive I went on for three months without listening to their songs. Some of them are so jumpy and joyjoy, lol. Makes me laugh when I hear them. Others are just fucking epic. They’re pretty underrated, too. Yokkun, I’m in love with your voice, wtf. These guys need some serious lovin’, their songs are the best, lol.

I’m going to shut up and shower, now.

If I could be king, even for a day, I’d take you as my queen; I’d have it no other way.

Hnnnurhur, I’m in a good mood, fuck you. Hoping it stays this way until.. later today. When certain things happen.

Sex is a weapon, It’s like a drug. It gets him right into that grave that he just dug.

Fuckingpeopledoshityousayyou’lldo,wtf.
Ahem. So, after filling up a sheet to request a sheet that was incompetently done incorrectly by mediocre Portuguese school workers and requesting that same sheet again, I finally have the shit I need to run for college. Joy. Sent in my application to my city’s college, didn’t really sent it to anywhere else, so.. yeah. Fingers crossed I get in, or I’m one fucked student.

I guess it wouldn’t matter, either way, since I’m not planning to stay here for long. I want to gtfo of this little rat’s nest and get my ass to Iowa so I can run for Drake. I suppose I just want some college experience before I go into a -foreign- college with no experience at all. I really hope they’ll accept me in so I can ask for a transference. It’s cheaper that way and.. easier, I guess, lol. I’m also pretty sick of everyone here. The only friends here I guess I can call friends are the ones I hardly see anymore, but we’re still in tune, I suppose. But there’s always my online bitches, who I love and adore >:

In other news, Eos’ getting a little better, I’m turning more active. Thanks to a lot of people who never gave up on me, this didn’t turn out like the first run. I’m actually managing to participate in shit and RP like I used to on other servers. I’m looking forward to certain things, but I won’t get my hopes too high, because we all know how that tends to turn out, rofl.

I say you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine.

Lol, never really felt like making a blog, wtff. l8 I guess even I have the need to vent shit off. Then again, I hardly ever talk about myself. Ohwell? Either way, I guess I have this thing now, so, I might as well use it, no?

Spring cleaning time. During Summer. What the fuck, Mother. What the fuck. I’m going to be exiled out of my room because a certain witty woman wants to spray and scrub my room with bleach, making it deadly for the average man to stay and/or breathe inside this cubicle all white and clean. I have nothing against leaving my room, or the PC. I like going out for a stroll, bike ride, sports or even just hanging out with my bitches, but, fuck, I even have to -sleep- out of my room? What the fuck? I tried to bitch at her, but to no avail. She said I’d have to get up early to help her so, yeah. Whatever, lol. What pisses me off the most is that it’s half past noon and we still haven’t gotten around to cleaning my room. Instead she went to clean.. whatever the fuck she thinks needs cleaning. Because of that, I reluctantly decided to clean my PC. Reluctantly, why? Because I knew my father would ask me to clean his if he saw me. Which he did. So I spent my morning slaving over two computers. Which I didn’t mind. What pissed me off was his attitude. “Oh, you’re cleaning your PC? Mine should need that, too.” Minutes later, after I was done with mine and about to sit, he stormed in, asking me why his wasn’t clean yet. -head/desk- Fuck you, clean your own damn things. But, since I’m a good boy, I cleaned it. Half-assedly, but I did /desp. Anyway, as I was saying, since it’s now 12h40, my point was that I either won’t be online at all today after lunch or tomorrow during the whole morning / most of the afternoon, if my mother decides to postpone this bad trip of hers.

So, uh. Yeah, that’s about it. Lol, fuck me, first post of my first blog ever and I’m already bitching. This should be an interesting run.