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Love the guy! <3 For his music, of course. Totes not just his looks. Really. Seriously though, liked it pretty much off the bat. I'm a bit of a sucker for heartfelt music.

Lolol, good question. Um... Well, he hasn't driven drunk (or driven at all) yet... I'll have to fix that. Regarding the flashback: you mean the bit about the TV and the magical window travel, right? Luka's a smart boy, mate; he'd know both bits. ;P Hehheh. But, aye, I should probably review it to make it clearer (and I shall!). Thanks for the warning though; I'll be sure to cover up my wickedness better in the future. Hopefully. 8D

Ehhehheh, cool. Tis assuring to know at least one's soul up for reading it... ;P

Luka scowled, meeting Mrs. Lager’s gaze firmly. His breakfast lay on the table, half-eaten; he’d stopped when he realized where the conversation was going. Grumbling and shouting was coming from the backyard, where Eric was leading the four other teens in exercise. It sounded harsh, though not nearly as frightful as the woman’s resolute gaze. The boy sighed, leaning slightly onto the table. He’d considered this, though had hoped they’d give him a few days; he could’ve planned an escape by then

Happy belated birthday, bro

Well, I'm glad you've enjoyed it, mate. There is a fair bit of darkness about; it's quite amusing, considering it's the first time I've written anything like it. Good question. Absolutely nothing is solidly based on true events, if that's what you were leaning towards; not any in my life, anyway. I won't lie; some of the characters react to certain situations much like I would, but none of them are really based on anything that has personally affected me. Mulling over it though, I think Luka, or at least his... situation, might be based on a certain individual whose path I stumbled over when I was younger... the image he projected, anyway, as I never actually met him. Thanks, mate. o/

“Wanna talk?” Luka shook his head, instead snuggling closer to Noel’s body. It was a bit difficult to do, considering the two were already arm-in-arm, leaning against the bed’s headboard. The Lager guestroom was quite decorated, complete with an desktop—albeit an old, by the looks of it—and a television. “Angst sex?” Luka snickered, squeezing Noel’s stomach. “Not anymore.” Noel grinned, giving Luka a squeeze. “Well, shucks.” “Sorry… I’m just really tired.” “Dude, it was a joke. I’m not lyi

Thanks, Billy!

YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY FISHY <3<3<3<3<3

Lol, thanks Fishy. ;P It's 19th, though. >.> *pets cat, rides rainicorn into the sunset with dog* Danks, Cel! o/o/o/ My birthday feels like everyday, yes, rustle.

I do quite enjoy eating all the food... Thanks, Comicman. Danks, KC. *pigs out on the cake with you*

Chrissy works too. Thanks, brrrrroooo~~

Funny, like that cat up there is exactly how I felt after lunch. Oh gods, I was so full I couldn't even finish the ice scream Sunday. 'Nyway, thanks leshy! Danks, Michael! Much appreciated, Sly! Danke, Puppé. Thank ye, Daddy, Sheepe.... Ghost, your name would't happen to be Andy? Thanks, gais.

Hmm... words much appreciated. ;P Luka's no older than... seventeen, I believe. Honestly, he was meant to be a /little/ younger, but /that/ territory might be more than a little uncomfortable. Still, (some) sixteen-year-olds look pretty light.... Like dolls, even. With regards to the word... yeah, you might be a little right. Then again, if you've fallen far enough, you might not even care if it's real affection or not... I think Chapter 3 might shed more light? Not that I've forgotten what I've written or anything. ;D

Ehhehheh... Heyya Circle, Thanks. I can agree that direction and purpose would be a plus, but.... Aha, you know, I wrote that like... a forever ago. Bit late, aha. xD Danks for the review, bro. Hopefully, I'll start off with more purpose in later things I write. I honestly just opened Word and let the thing write itself.

“What the fuck, Dad?” “Hey! Language, young man!” Cody rolled his eyes, shaking his head at his father. The two were standing at odds in the Lager’s driveway, watching as a pair of police officers made it clear Luka wasn’t to leave by flanking him as they chatted in whispers. To Cody’s side stood his friends, as well as his and Soren’s mothers. Eric was with Luka, doing his best to broker in a situation he was entirely uninformed about. “Seriously, Dad?” Cody scoffed. He glared at the officer

But rainbow's so ghey! What do you think this is? A site supportive of a homeosexuality? Madness! Love you too, bro.

There's honestly a fair bit of gay anime/manga out there... There's a certain couple search tags or three that you could pop into google along with the word "anime" and find exactly what you're looking for. >_>

Oh, that is lovely. Just brilliant. Too much specialization, a bad thing? Who'da thunk it. Nice to know my "i want a bit of everything" isn't too bad. I'd probably try to squeeze some humanities in as, honestly, I'm kind of interested in those too. I wanted to take Psychology in high school, but didn't really have room between mandatory classes and the classes I wanted to take (those engineering ones). I'm also vaguely interested in Philosophy, and I guess a few extra literature classes wouldn't kill me.... Heh. Aye, I'd probably be up for going another few rounds. Although, wasting thousands of dollars is a terribly frightful concept... Hard to say whether learning things for the sake of learning them is a waste or not. ;P At least economically/in reality, anyway. Knowledge is always good, but breaking your bank? Probably not. Hmm... Aye. Might just take the community college route, if anything just to save money I don't have... Bleh. :T I wonder if there's any Berkeley hippies nearby... Anyway!, thanks folks! I appreciate all your sagely words. ;P

Ahhhh..... hard woooorrkkkk.. D: D: D: D: Just joking. If it's fun (probably would be!), I figure I would just violently throw myself at the thing and beat it with a stick until I'm satisfied. I do it quite often as it stands now... Hmmm... *notes down that, yes, he should apply for community colleges* Thanks AJ. Whoa! That site. It is glorious. Two hours of sheer awesomeness. It seemed a bit "aww shucks" at first, with regards to the demands of the college courses, but, the more I think about it, the more it seems manageable. Thanks for the link, mate. I'll also see if I can find anything about such an association on Google--would be interesting to meet a few. And, yeah, I've heard that college students can be fickle things. I might be similar myself, but I honestly can't think of any other recent interests that I want to do as a career. Maybe if I actually run into it, I'd have that bang of realization(! ;P). Thanks, mates~~

... This is so true. It's practically impossible for me to decide on something that I know very little in--and I know jack about colleges. Nice to hear I'm not the only person who's terrible with decisions. Thanks for the tidbits; almost everything helps, especially when you've no idea where to really start. The idea to actually talk to people in the field has vaguely occured to me, but... hm... how did you go about approaching them? I don't think any of my current contacts are in the field of civilian architecture (I've a mate in the naval architecture field, but he's kind of... difficult to approach, heh). Did you just, like, hunt them down across the world? Lmao. xD Hmm... I don't really know what I want. I'm a bit too apathetic for that. I just know what I'm remotely interesting in.... A lot of things. Architecture does seem like the biggest contender for "career choice" though. I guess I also want a shiny home, a mate, and a couple offsprings; mayhaps to travel, not be stuck in one place for forever--not in youth, anyway. I was kind of serious when I posted in another thread that I wanna go on a cruiseliner. Pretty out-there and generic, I guess. I'm not really too picky about things (even though I am), I could probably reasonable do anything, and not mind too strongly.... Oh God, I'm terrible. What I have? 150 dollars to my name, a card thats says "go work!", and a number that'll let me do it (yeah, I think I'm really happy about this). Skill-wise, I think I'm good at learning... given a bit of time, I could pick up almost anything. I don't think I'm too terrible at writing, and I'm also comfortable with numbers. Give me a capable computer, a program, and a couple hours, and I could probably use said program to start spitting out amateur work. So, I'm moldable, I guess? Don't know what truly calls me. And I'm honestly not that terrible at dealing with people... I just don't quite like it, aha. I'm also a bit of a perfectionist, liking to get things I do throw myself as close to "super-awesome" as I can get it... until it stops calling me and just turns into a chore... Which happens quite often, really; I haven't written anything in days. As to how this stuff can help me get somewhere...? *looks at you expectantly* I have no idea. Because life looks really, really hard to kick off. But, since I first posted this, I think I've come to a conclusion along the lines of "screw thinking, I'll just throw words at those colleges." 'Fraid this wrecklessness will probably disappear by tomorrow morning though. I'm not sure what you meant though, with "the things you got can get you." ... *facepalms* Sorry for the walls.

TL;DR Version: skip to the bolded. Soooo... I graduated from high school last year. I've spent the last... ten months not doing much of anything serious; the first few were spent vaguely thinking of what I want to do (while evidently roaming and toying around the net). Late in the year though, I found myself dragged into helping someone for monetary reward, an arrangement which ceased about... two-three weeks ago. Most of that money vanished god-knows-where, but some of it transfered into Uncle Sam's hands. In exchange, Uncle Sam threw a few documents at me, including a lisence to work and an SSN. (I immigrated to the United States at the age of 4.) With said tidbits, I've finally found it appropriate to seek higher education. I've filled out the FAFSA, as I've been told that most colleges would require it so they know if I'm eligible for aid or not. I can't drive (I've never really had an interest in learning, mostly because I couldn't do it legally and doing things illegally just... bothers me), though my dad's told me he'll be working with me on that as soon as his car's repaired. I don't have a job at the moment, though I'll probably be seeking one over the next week or so. But, the biggest issue here is what to do about the college. I'm extremely unsure about anything there--in school, I ignored most of the counselors's pushing as I thought I wouldn't really be able to pay for it (I wasn't a citizen or a resident and, at the time, wouldn't have been able to really work to pay for it--I'm not sure if these are legitimate excuses or not, and even if they are... they might still be excuses). So, anyway, I've spent the last couple days somewhat searching for a college, but I'm not sure how I should choose one, or where I'm supposed to turn to for help. Neither am I really sure what I wanna be, and don't really to make any... "wrong" decisions. For the couple year and some, I've been able to say "I wanna be an achitect"--and actually mean it. I took a couple classes (AUTOCAD and a high-school/university course in architecture... thing said it would count for college credits, but... well, it didn't feel like a super-advanced class) in my high school aimed at that field. But, I'm kind of fickle, and I don't know if it's what I really want. I also don't know if I am/would be any good at it, which I think is something that would be a little important in the field. I've looked at a few couple private universites that have architectural programs, but I don't know if it's a... "good" one, for lack of a better word. I'm also not sure if that matters. I've also looked at at for-profit college in San Diego but, again, I'm not sure about anything. I also haven't really considered the public universities, and I'm unsure if I should. A friend has also given me advice that I should start in a community college, as it would be cheaper in the long-run, but I kind of don't like the local ones (lololol), and there's also the whole "everyone and their mother applies to these" part. So, yeah... any words you guys can spare to nudge my extreme indecisiveness? Any advice would be welcomed, but I'm mostly interested in answers for: - What should I look at when choosing a college? - Should I go community for the first two years, or jump straight into a university if possible? - Should I consider the public California universities? - Any suggestions as to what schools I should look into? - How damned, fickle, indecisive and/or dumb am I? - Am I overthinking things? Relevant bits: - My unweighted high school GDP is exactly 3.0 - I've a reasonable interest in Architecture, light high-school grade education in the subject (UC-Architectural Design, my transcript reads); no knowledge as to my skill in it - The schools I've looked up are: Lawrence Technological University (private, non-profit), Woodbury University (private-non-profit); New School of Architecture & Design (private, for-profit); a couple local community colleges - I'd honestly prefer a small school, with small classes; I'm not really a people person - Pretty sure I'm poor; my dad makes less than 20k a year, and he's the main source of the household income... I think... /that/ situation's an utter mess - I think I want to go away-from-home, as said home is kind of shaky, and... just.... I donno, family and all... I apologize for the massive wall of text... I don't know how it resulted. I guess I'm just, really really conflicted about it. Oh God, it's really long!! *hopes someone bothers to read it*

Seems a bit slow... but I'd dig, if the line wasn't ridiculously long.

Someone was overcompensating.... That thing's huge, yo! Larger than a freaken supercarrier.... They should totally take that photo. It would be AWESOME. *adds go a cruise liner to his "things to do before dying" list*

“Hey,” Luka muttered. “Hey,” Soren returned. Cody glanced between the two, doing his best to keep a scowl from his face. It wasn’t working. Neither were his attempts to hide it from Soren, who shot him a short, sour look in reply. Luka simply snickered, shaking his head as he closed the motel door behind him. He looked around the motel parking lot; it was silent this early in the day. Of course, it was to be expected, not many people were brave enough to seek companionship while it was bright