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 Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 1:46 pm
Well, in a sense. Considering that my avatar is an Undead!Endrance, I'm TECHNICALLY still dead, but hey, the undead can be considered living since they move, right? I mean, I can't be THAT crazy, can I?
ANYWAY. I'm back, at least for now. I'll try to sign on at least once a day and post something, but I'm in college now, so don't get greedy. Kay bishes?
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 6:52 pm
Oh welcome back Slate. I haven't been on much either though D:
What is the name of that saw in your hand? I want it xD
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:56 pm
@ Puppetry
Tis called the "Standard Issue Chainblade." I had literally a
bazillion of them from the Dark Mirror event thing, but I sold
most og them. :c I was really hoping for oneof the actual items
from that event too. Oh, pooey. Oh well. We really must con-
verse on here more often.
@ Naota
Thank you kindly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:59 pm
By the way:
BAM. Fanart.
I ncase you are wondering what it references, check ot Sylabus's
thread in the Fanart Section that Job Changes Endrance into an
Adept Rogue. This is based off the third form, though I used some
Elk know-how to modify his staff into a scythe. Hope you enjoy!
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 10:05 am
@ The Slate Scholar: eek Its... Beautiful... *dies*
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 3:22 pm
Oh why hello there, Slate~!
Yes, we can suffer through the ungodly amount of college work together!
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 12:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 8:44 am
Oh wow, it's the Slate Master. eek I know how it it to get on every once in a while, with that stupid thing call COLLEGE in the air. D:
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:09 pm
Oh crap it's back.
Ilu Slate and welcome back. <3 I thought you were dead.
i liek ur artz
its vry hawt
id ttly marry it man
So how's college life?
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 7:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 8:57 pm
D: NOOOOO ENDRANCE!!!! -activates a** protecting plates-
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 11:12 pm
@Griever
I personally hate college with every fiber of my being. I am
going to Georgia State University in Atlanta, Georgia, and I
have never felt more horrible (except maybe while in Middle
School). And here is why:
My first day of school was spent drowning in tears from home-
sickness. I had Astronomy, Spanish, and Psychology. My Span-
ish class was worse than I had feared; the accent of my teacher
made her words nearly impossible to understand, plus the $150+
package for the class was actually the wrong packet, and I had
to go and find ANOTHER book store in order to get the correct
one, which cost another $150 (I later got a refund). I felt unpre-
pared and spent 5+ hours on the phone that day with my mother.
My second day of school has now been dubbed "Black Tuesday".
After going to all my classes, which were pretty okay for the most
part, I decided to start on the Spanish homework. However, soon
after completing the written portion, I realized it required a vocal
part, meaning I needed a microphone. After askign several sources,
I found a place; however, the address given did not exist (the ad-
dress, in fact, led to an intersection). I spent about half an hour
crying and, to make things worse, it began to rain (I didn't own
an umbrella at this point). So, I wandered in the streets for an hour,
trying to find this building, asking passengers in cars, FedEx trucks,
and even a police man, but to no avail. I was soaked when I finally
called my father, who told me to go back and go to Target (which
deemed a car drive). I got into my car and rove down a one-way
going in the opposite direction, and had to turn around. My GPS
(I'm horrid at street names and don't know Atlanta) was finding
a satellite, but couldn't. So, I decided to take the next street, which
ended up being an HOV Exit Lane; I realized it as soon as I got
on it, but there was nothing I could do. At the bottom were a pair
of cops, and I thought "Finally, my luck is changing; I'll ask them
for directions and explain why I was in this lane." So, I STOPPED
THE COP, and he told me to pull over to the side to be addressed
in a few minutes. In the end, the cop gave me a ticket for an
HOV Lane violation (my first ticket), and left me to drive in Atlanta
while I was hysterical, literally. I was so close to just ending every-
thing there by crashing my car into the heavy traffic, but instead
I just cried and cried and sobbed and screamed and called my
parents and yelled and everything you could think of. I went
back to my dorm that day with the full itnention of dropping out
on my second day of college, but I fought through it.
Life has since gotten better (nothing could have been worse than
that second day) and I am still miserable, but less so. I seriously
needed my guildies. D;
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Posted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 11:23 pm
holy SHAT thats alot work must really annoying and my cuosin heather crashed her car like 2 weeks ago
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