I was starting to get bored.

Without anything to talk about, I've been bored for weeks outside of the holidays. Physical training isn't preferable to me. I'd rather work my mind and my body in the court of law. But I should start looking at the card games a bit more often, that's probably the only reason I never got in Blue: Because I never really put emphasis on the games. I do have a fear though, that if I divert my energy to playing card games, the rest of my work will slip. Guess I'll just have to push my way through it.

Who knows, maybe this generation is going to require card games, and a client's fate will be, in some days, decided by a duel between Prosecution and Defense. But who am I to guess the world, I can only expect more chaos. But if it's anything like the past year, I'll be ready. I'll be ready for anything this Academy can throw at me. Even those surprise quizzes I'm convinced some of the teachers are a bit sadistic about.

But overall, it's good to be back. I see my room has done nothing but collect dust when I left it. Next time there's an emergency evacuation, someone--be it some random student who nobody really pays attention to, a vampire, werewolf, floating ball of light, a complete psycho bent on world domination, or maybe an angel from heaven itself--remind me to get my books before I leave next time.

Also, is it just me or has the female population of the school mysteriously doubled?

Halloween this year was a blast. Can you guess why?

I had an interesting thought just now.

Now, the myth is that the universe hates Lawyers for some unknown reason.


But if the universe hated us, then we would be smitten for all eternity with the damnation that everybody else seems to be getting. I mean, honestly. do any of you lead remotely normal lives? I seem to be the only one who has had very little happen to me and even then, what has happened to me has been of no real significance nor has it left me disabled in any way.

So what if the universe, in fact, caters to us? By sparing us Lawyers of the outright random stuff and letting us survive the area of effect instances without being completely mutilated. We may very well be God's chosen ones, who are meant to survive. What I have experienced has only made me stronger as an individual. You may not see me often, but you should know that I might be something beautiful (or incredibly cool) in a human shell just waiting for the day I can evolve past all of you pitiful Terrans!

But, of course, that last part is a complete falsehood. Though I still think us Lawyers are God's tools if not Gods ourselves.

Current Mood: Lawyerific

There's this strange rumor going around about my supposed ability to time travel. This is all coming from the fact I, myself, just heard about this today.

If I were a time traveler, then I would tell you... "I've already seen what's going to happen and I'm going to tell you that it was hilarious and the looks on your faces were priceless."

What's up, people?  I've been out of contact because I've been dealing with a little thing called pen loss.  But don't worry, it's been recovered and my daily activities are proceeding normally.  Outside of the usual strangeness, I've been kind of lonely, so I ask the question:

What's up?

Hodomaru walked about the campus, notepad and pencil in hands, writing down notes.  He looked like he could use something to do, or a person to talk to.  Get to it!

Why?

It's common in animation that a female villain would wear skin-tight and otherwise distracting clothing no matter what their intentions were.  It always worked in the shows, but is it really supposed to work that way?

I find it rationally stupid to not actually give yourself appropriate protection from environmental and man-made hazards in favor of showing off your figure in every possible way short of just walking around naked.  Seriously, what drives you to show yourselves off like that?

It's kinda scary to me.  Not scary in the sense that I fear you, but scary in the sense that I wonder why the hell you decided to wear that.

I apologize for leaving you all in the dark as to what was going on.  For this, I am sorry.

However, if you have played Demon Castle Dracula, then I don't need to say much more than "I was the Belmont."  This is like that weird costume party where I became Simon Belmont.

So, what's up?  Talk to me, punch me, or whatever.  But please don't punch me, that hurts.

Hey all, I'm back.

More info later.  I'm dead tired.  I need a break.  From what?

I'll sort all this stuff out later.

Current Location: Sleeping, most likely.
Current Mood: Tired
Current Music: Sleep-listening.

My Newtype intuition is telling me that something bad is going to happen.