tengaku squared

If anybody wants to change their votes to me, you have 11 hours to do so.

Thanks. <3

You've learned...The Secret. ...ssh, don't tell anyone.

I changed my name from Hyun-soo to Mark. @Jean: Preparing for college, now that I'm back home. <3 <3 <3

Yeah, I was. :V JEAN!!! <3 *lovey-doveys*

Why did I not audition?

KtPT found out The Secret.

YOU FOUND IT OUT. \o/ And bye! D:

Kidding.

WTH? T_T *clings*

*Grace, Sam, and William die* :V

\o/ @BK: *handcuffes to a pole to make escape impossible*

Somebody write. Grace, Sam, and William can't keep it for long.

@Jean: Totally not me. Well, maybe. :V

*hugs Jean for no apparent reason* <3

"I thought this was an easy job," William grunted from the back seat of the Panther. A high pitched laugh came from the other person in the back seat. "This IS an easy job," Sam countered. His eyes glittered with delight, as if he was glad there was opposition. "You need to try the harder jobs. You end up knee-deep in bullets and blood." "Oh, shut up, both of you." Grace was trying to dodge the incoming bullets. Those bullets they're firing....they're armor-piercing. A few hits, and we're history. "I'm sorry, mother," Sam mocked. "Anyways, can I launch the missiles?" William grunted again. "That's overkill. Launch a missile, you could do unneccessary damage." Sam pouted, then crossed his arms in anger. "Fine." William slowly reached for the window button, and pressed it. The window went down with a slow, smooth, motion. From the floor of the car, William picked up a huge machine gun, and loaded it. Sam glanced over the machine gun, and sarcastically remarked, "And that isn't overkill?" "Nah, I'm good." And with that, William opened fire on the snipers. The snipers immediately dived for cover. William stopped firing for a moment. Two moments. Then a sniper's head popped up, and he started firing all over again. Sam began pouting again. "At least let me have a turn!" Without speaking or losing his focus, William pointed at the floor of the car on Sam's side. Sam hesitantely reached, then pulled out a large tube-like weapon...a launcher. "Oh, yeah. This is more like it!" From his belt, he pulled out a clear bottle of purple liquid, then stuffed it into one end of the tube. He poked his head out the window, then fired. A streaking purple flare shot out of the cannon, and landed near the snipers, where it exploded with a huge bang. "Yeah, baby! Burn!" A/N: Truthfully, I'm going with Aeyra's idea.

@Jean: I know. <3 And yeah, Monday. Which means I'll probably get busy. @Parkur: :V

DOUBLE POST MURDER. XD

There's one more moment that really made me like my father in the end. Truthfully, I don't really remember why I rejected the offer. Anyways... @IU: Back to college. And yes, my father's Chinese. I'm adopted.

I sleep through them. :V My father doesn't lecture me at all. Before the talk, he'd simply looked at me, then look somewhere else. It took a while for me to realize that was shame...on himself.

My mom looked like she wanted to slap me, but my dad (who sobered up) stopped her and said: And this is the moment where I actually started to bond with my parents. *checks it out*

Here's something I said to my parents when they got mad at me for a 90 (note, it's in a spoiler for a reason): Meh. There are better. What is the book, then?

Is that book called Wait For Me? Cause I read that book.

My bro and I hate each other. :V

모든 다 google translate을 쓰는거야? T_T