❥ 15 [video]
Someone teach me how to filter things better. Now.
And after my last post, I've come to the decision that learning at least some self defense would be in my best interest here. As much as I hate the thought of learning something so-- [Brainless, idiotic, repulsive] --... tedious.
[70% Private to all of Solve]
If there is one thing that we have all learned tonight, its that you are all total. Complete. Idiots. I find it hard to believe there's even one brain cell left between all of you. First of all: if you're going to fight, do it outside. I was sleeping, I think most of us were sleeping, and I for one need my sleep. You do not want to deal with me if I don't get more than six hours because I assure you. It isn't pretty.
That being said. For being such war-hardened, powerful, Adstringendum veterans, you are all the most useless group of people ever when it comes to dealing with people. And emotions. And anything regarding something other than muscles and swear words. I know boys are notoriously stupid when it comes to girls and anything that has to deal with - oh the horror - the heart, but this is just pathetic. The worst I've ever seen in regards to this. And I know people that make even Ed look like the brainiac of the year.
Negi. Ed. You two were and are acting like spoiled little five-year-olds fighting over what to do with a stupid toy. Grow up and stop fighting with each other. If you have a problem go to the source and deal with it there. Fighting about it where the rest of the house can hear only makes things worse and I don't care if you were so "in the heat of the moment" you forgot about everything else. That excuse stopped working as soon as you graduated from diapers to toilets. And unless I've severely overestimated everyone in this house, I believe we're far past that stage.
And, honestly, however bad things were before? They're at least ten times worse now. You may not have meant this to be heard by everyone, Ed, but it was - and Killua, I have a few choice words for you that I will get to later. When I'm not as tempted to throw every single one of you to the squid.
But, Ed. Honestly? What just happened made you no better than Jesse. Grow up. Act like a man. Start working on an apology. Although I doubt Rachel will speak to you again after all of this. Which, honestly, is your fault. I have no sympathy for you what-so-ever.
And Rachel? When you come back, my room will be a safe zone. I refuse to let any of you in there, even to apologize.
Moral of this story? Stop being such testosterone driven morons. Good night.
And after my last post, I've come to the decision that learning at least some self defense would be in my best interest here. As much as I hate the thought of learning something so-- [Brainless, idiotic, repulsive] --... tedious.
[70% Private to all of Solve]
If there is one thing that we have all learned tonight, its that you are all total. Complete. Idiots. I find it hard to believe there's even one brain cell left between all of you. First of all: if you're going to fight, do it outside. I was sleeping, I think most of us were sleeping, and I for one need my sleep. You do not want to deal with me if I don't get more than six hours because I assure you. It isn't pretty.
That being said. For being such war-hardened, powerful, Adstringendum veterans, you are all the most useless group of people ever when it comes to dealing with people. And emotions. And anything regarding something other than muscles and swear words. I know boys are notoriously stupid when it comes to girls and anything that has to deal with - oh the horror - the heart, but this is just pathetic. The worst I've ever seen in regards to this. And I know people that make even Ed look like the brainiac of the year.
Negi. Ed. You two were and are acting like spoiled little five-year-olds fighting over what to do with a stupid toy. Grow up and stop fighting with each other. If you have a problem go to the source and deal with it there. Fighting about it where the rest of the house can hear only makes things worse and I don't care if you were so "in the heat of the moment" you forgot about everything else. That excuse stopped working as soon as you graduated from diapers to toilets. And unless I've severely overestimated everyone in this house, I believe we're far past that stage.
And, honestly, however bad things were before? They're at least ten times worse now. You may not have meant this to be heard by everyone, Ed, but it was - and Killua, I have a few choice words for you that I will get to later. When I'm not as tempted to throw every single one of you to the squid.
But, Ed. Honestly? What just happened made you no better than Jesse. Grow up. Act like a man. Start working on an apology. Although I doubt Rachel will speak to you again after all of this. Which, honestly, is your fault. I have no sympathy for you what-so-ever.
And Rachel? When you come back, my room will be a safe zone. I refuse to let any of you in there, even to apologize.
Moral of this story? Stop being such testosterone driven morons. Good night.