Some people would write a whole romantic spiel about how their thankful for all their friends on Bulbagarden and how they enjoy the time they spend here whenever they reach a personal landmark, but I really don't feel like doing that right now. So instead, here's a little bit of me congratulating myself and treating this as a national holiday. Hooray for pointless self-indulgence!
I've been listening to Kid A by Radiohead often lately. Every day I wake up and settle down to begin with Everything In Its Right Place on the way to school. All throughout the day, the album keeps playing and playing and playing in the very back of my mind. I've even noticed that I start to feel out of place and start drifting away when the most emotional parts of the album would be playing, such as during How To Disappear Completely. I start to feel disconnected and the conversations around me
Bandwagons are the law. You must follow them.
One day you wake up, and you're a boring, bored, easy to bore into teenager. What do you do?
This is how you can tell I'm bored. Answering this.
1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
'I am Dracula. And I bid you welcome, Mr. Harker, to my house.
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can, What can you touch?
My laptop. (I always hold it far away from me.)
3. Before you started this survey, what were you doing?
Browsing the internet while listening to music.
4. What is the last
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All of the sudden, I do not feel safe behind this screen. Caterpie
These little buggers don't seem so innocent anymore. Ninetales
In this context, I like Ninetales more than Arcanine. Magikarp