About
BASIC INFO:Name: Pang.
Age: Two decades old and a year
Gender: Female
Location: Under her desk, hiding
OTHERS:
Current Mission: Become a linguist
Relationship status: AHOY.
Job: Interpreter, Learner
Sports: Sports hates me.
Fave color: Green
Fave subjects: Trigonometry, Programming, Art, Music, Language, Literature
Fave location: Under any desk
Fave food: Pizza and cookies
POSSIBLY INTERESTING FACTS:
* I still talk to my stuff toys. sweatdrop
* I like to go wear baggy shirts and shorts rather than bikinis during summer.
* My notebooks are full of doodles instead of lessons.
* I carry band-aids anywhere I go.
* I love the scent of air after the rain and the fragrance of lemons or oranges.
* My memory is 512 MB storage memory at most.
Message:
To know someone is your responsibility.
How much you will know about that someone is her choice.
3nodding
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Aw. Well you'll get the hang of it soon enough. C++ is just the object-oriented version of C.
Have some dessert. Less stress. O:
Watashi wa nihongo ga horobosu.
I destroy Japanese language.
In fact, I probably destroyed that sentence. xD (The verb form is probably wrong)
And that would be great. I'm bored pretty much all the time, so feel free to any time. --is currently tekteking--
And it's perfectly fine. I'm doing well, just very bored and trying to find new music and stuff. If you ever want to study or play Towns or a game or something, feel free to say. I could seriously do anything right now and enjoy myself. @___@
...As you can tell, I'm really bored right now. gonk
So hello.
You were just telling me how honored you'd be to take up a managerial role in one of my great candy stores that we all know are secretly creepy moon-temples.
You said you would work for free as long as you got candy and the little cashier girl as an adopted daughter.
Naturally I am great and decided you could do/have all of those things because of how generous I am ALL THE TIME, you are welcome.
P. S.: You think the sun smells of vomit, how astute of you for noticing.
Rest assured I sent them to the sun, he can deal with their public image related CATASTROPHES.
Or burn to cinders in the fires of the sun, either or really.
Have a cookie and forget all about that bad fictitious man.
Also forgot about this cookie being laced with terrible amnesia drugs.
Which it isn't. Definitely not.