Those damned Gargoyles, they're really irritating me ( Read more... )

The party is tomorrow.
I will be going. I hope it will not be like the parties I have seen on television, with angry parents, drugs, or a man in a cherub mask who bleeds inexplicably through his nose.

( Private: Rikku )

This world's customs leave me dumbfounded.

They call it "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter", when it clearly is. It tastes like butter, smells like butter, looks like butter, and has the same texture as butter.

The music is downright repulsive. All it is is rhythmic talking, set to a repetitive  beat that never changes. The lyrics are downright ( Read more... )