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Wall-E is one of the few movies from my childhood that I remember seeing in theaters, and honestly I cry every time. I empathize way too much with a bunch of robots.

I want to ask what kero blaster is but at this point I'm honestly scared to.

I agree, even if I just know that my friend texts while driving I'll worry. I don't really buy the thing about it being fine to text at stop lights, even though so many people seem to adhere to it. People who can drive, please stay safe! One text isn't worth any risk on your life, no matter how small you think it is.

I may be a week late to this but it seems to important to skip over, so thank you Jamaha! Good luck with your thesis, and all the other important things in your life. I'm glad you're finding what gives you purpose and sticking to it, only good things can come of that. And congrats, Lat! I know you'll do great! (Although now I'm afraid you'll have even more power to try to pull me back here again )

I'm very flattered, but... how?

Maestro I love you

Ooh nice. Would you recommend Nier: Automata? I haven't ever heard of it outside of you.

That seems really cool, if I had money I'd totally back it.

Sounds like fun Nebbles!

I just got the new Story of Seasons game and I'm far too invested.

I'd agree with Shadowkirby and say don't get involved. Like at all. It's Sara's friend and Sara's problem, and getting in the middle of it will just end up hurting your relationship with both of them. You don't know if it's an issue for her, and you acting without her approval could be bad for her and a friendship that she may value.

Good luck on all your APs! Study hard and I'm sure you'll do great.

[a marble swimming pool and more vulnerable years]

" "I'll give him something,' yawned Miss Baker said 'Absolutely!' with such suddenness that my father, and a little sinister contrast between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. The one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard—it was a factual imitation of some Hôtel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. 'Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,' he told me, 'just remember you throwing me into the north and then dropped off in Chicago. Her husband, among various physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual confusion to the gulls that fly overhead. To the wingless a more arresting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were cheerful and undefeated I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities and they were hoisted on a block and tackle, their livers removed, their fins cut off and the heavy lines home as the dew was bad for them and, though he was quite likely to fall."

This can be my essay comparing Hemingway and Fitzgerald, right? I'll give credits in the bibliography for my A+ grade

You changed your face, but you might have already realized that.

I just got back from seeing Miss Saigon on Broadway!

Overall, I enjoyed it, but I felt that they didn't really set up the ending well enough, so it didn't have its full emotional potential. Also it was really depressing.

Oh, I hadn't seen what you had said earlier, THC, but that's really sweet! I hope my positivity can continue to brighten your days.