Okay, first of all...I leave for two seconds on emergency personal shit and suddenly we have a bunch of new brats running around this place? Geez, at the rate that I see new faces come and go, I feel like the Mr. Hand is charging admission for day passes or something!
I guess this means I'll need to get to know a bunch of new people. Fuck.
Second of all, I realize that
the last post I, uh, posted wasn't exactly...coherant. I'd had a
metric fuckton bit to drink, so you can all rest assured that whatever the fuck I said...I was smashed. So. Take it as you will. Hope I didn't offend anyone. Then again, I don't give a damn.
In other other news, I named my tattoo Hana, if anyone cares. I read that it means flower. I think that's...pretty fitting.
On a pretty somber note, I went missing because my--oh, what's a good word for them? Benefactors?--contacted me. It seems the old man has fallen ill, so that's where I was. Visiting the old lady and whatever. So...I hope no one worried or whatever. I was just checking up on the people who paid for my schooling, that's all.
Okay, enough sad bullshit and back to the new kids
on the blocklksdjfsld. This sounds like the perfect opportunity for a party--you know, to celebrate...having new people...? Whatever, I just wanna party.
Does that sound good to anyone else?