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But Tres is a kid, too, so it's no different than a rich white boy beating up on a little black kid at a private school.

lol

Well, my grades are finished.

Wow.

So. Last night I was like "I'm ******** thirsty." Roommate and I went down to Dari Mart, I bought us some 64 oz Dr. Peppers. I was like "Ahw. Yeah."

So we get home, and suddenly I feel...... tranquil and peaceful. Unnaturally so. Like I was in a state of complete zen. My roommate who's pretty religious went "You should .. probably pray on it."

I shrug, nod, go to my room and shut the door. Lay down.

Eventually fall asleep. Wake up over 12 hours later.

...and I feel amazing. I had a dream where I was ******** walking around carrying people all over the place. Literally carrying. Then something about my cat's cat food being low (I checked, it's moderate.) Then the sun. I ******** dove into the sun and punched it, in space. This punch blasted me into the sun where I, super heated to the point I was glowing an unnatural red and had my vision distorted like the air itself was liquid heat, began burning apart space matter to cross distances faster to then destroy stars.

I have no idea what that meant and yet, subconsciously I do.

Carrying people means carrying, as in I carry scrubs. Angelo's cat food being low represents a lack of money, as in I need more cash flow (being remedied.) The sun represents all forms of obstacle in my path, considered too grand an obstacle for me to overcome, which I disagree with and therefore channel that obstacle into my own strengths, becoming ******** killer. The crazy heat vision and such is probably me raging and wigging the ******** out. Destroying the stars is probably meaning I'm going around dunking bads, who are far inferior to me now that I'm burning with the heat of the sun.

This is therefore an abstract metaphor for either my life, or League of Legends.

Yes. Unreal. My gosh.

Don't aim for a time. Just focus on being as unforgiving and cruel about your grades as possible. The more you relish in that sadistic pleasure the faster you'll grade.

I have nothing left but hate in my heart.

It's been hammered into a hard, stone cold organ that is no longer needed to sustain me.

I am without remorse.

I have that effect on women.

Tch tch tch, nunono.

You need your heart to love, and relish, and cherish.

So you can love people suffering. Relish them crying. Cherish their complaints as they whine like toddlers. So as you give them that 1/5 and begin commenting "Wow, I had a feeling you'd do amazing this round in this category. And you went above & beyond to prove me wrong."

You gotta HAVE EMOTIONS IN YO HEART BABY
FIRE IN YO VEINS HONEY