This is a picture of one of the places we went in Kyoto that I hadn't been to before, being a temple called Ninna-ji. It has this amazing five-storied pagoda that rocked my world all the way back to the stone age, but the picture I have of it would require opening Photoshop to orient it properly, which is obviously just not going to happen. Oops, sorry, I mean "asian it properly." I get so disasianed with the changes in politically correct terminology.
I have been extremely tired all day, to the point of been completely unable to focus and making stupid mental mistakes for no reason at all. I don't really remember the last time I felt this tired for this long, and there's no particular reason that I've hardly been sleeping lately; I feel like Biscuit freshman year or something. Just joking, I daren't challenge the master. I have been wishing yet again lately that caffeine wouldn't deny me its tender charms so that I could be the half-manic, wildly energetic Internet Personality that you deserve instead of the enervated shell of a Total Stud Muffin that types before you at this very moment. And yet, for all that, here I am typing my merry head off at midnight with a load of clothes that includes my bedsheets just thrown into a 90-minute dryer. You know, the Special Edition DVD alternate ending to this day involved my coming home from school at 8 (actually I got home at almost 9 because God decided that all that stuff in the Bible about unconditional love doesn't apply to me) and going straight to bed without any supper like some bratty ten-year-old.
All right, I am off to nap until my clothes are done. Oh boy, sleep! That's where I'm a pirate.
- Gyaa! I'm give up
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