It has finally ended.
Doushirou de Gozaru.
IT ENDED, GODDAMNIT!
I’ll certainly miss that samurai from Nevada, and Kensuke’s humorous acts. I’ll miss Eri-tan’s (Eri-rin?) bursts of laughter. I’ll miss Saotome, the loligori. I’ll miss Ikeuchi, the bald prince-wannabe, Sato, the cowardly bully, Kanno, the jerk, Rei-chan, the wimpy older brother, and all of them.
Why does it have to end so abruptly?
(Real blog post coming in a moment, btw)
First things first. I am your not-so-average high school student, Amanda K. My hobbies involve writing and drawing. Though ranting about things is starting not to be a mere stress relief.
I'm usually not that serious (I can be) and I'm not very sensitive most things (though once more, I can be). I'll either talk about the same basic principles or go on about my current thing. But not to worry; hopefully it'll be interesting, eh?
