Since this day be speak like a pirate day, many wenches and deckhands have wandering about with olde pirate garments, and by davy jones them wenches be walkin' many planks with their dresses, nay, corsets even! Maybe even less, savvy?

Onto the irony part of today though, I had the foggiest mind to where such memory would be punished with the fury of a kraken, as today was talk like a pirate day, and I had completely forgetten. Yet out of pure (Pirate) instinct, I grabbed the only shirt I had related to me profession of choice, and wore it proudly. Such irony, it makes me wonder how I even chose that… makes me sails shiver with fright at the thought.

Bleh, I'm no good with pirate speak. X_X

-walks the plank-

…

—–LIFE—–

Nothing fresh, 'cept my friend got a copy of the force unleashed, I gotta go hang out with him and mooch off of his PS3 for a night. XD

—–LOVE—–

So apparently, I've gotten myself a new nickname as "The fisherman" Because first thing I joined choir, Alot of women started actually noticing me, mostly… freshman. That's the unfortunate part, since there's the senior/freshman relationship=taboo, and what's more is that I think 1 is trying really hard to get me to date her. If I went ahead and dated her, it'd probably be an interesting relationship, BUT to maintain a respectable image (I do infact have an image amongst alot of people, imagine that!) I would have to keep that love underground, or at least not extremely obvious, anyway. If I chose not to, however, it would probably save me alot of stress and heartache, but I would miss out on a relationship possibilty… I hate having choices with consequences. T_T

I'M STILL A GENIUS!

~Vanhelsing~