Haaiii!!

Okay, so my birthday just passed this week, I turned 22. My friends still tell me I need a cane. I'm now the oldest member of the Comime (Comic-book/Anime) club at Dawson.. God dammit. XD Samantha made me a cake and brought it in, and everyone sang me happy birthday. What was really awesome was that the entire cake was iced to look like the Awesome smilie! I went fangirl on it.

SO! I'm back on DA, after having an account here for two years! I'm also drawing again.. I've gotten better, and I've also made some new friends! ^ ^ Jeeze, since when has my Facebook been so popular? I knew I shouldn't have left Nemesis for Mr.X...

Oh right, I probably should start from the beginning.. XD

See, my friends at that clubspace I mentioned? They're not normal. They're... um... 'special'. And by special, I don't just mean "special" special, I mean \"SUPERSPECIALAWSUMHOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKMOME NTSGALORE\" special. The clubspaces themselves are a magical place to which a select sub-species of students flock to before and after classes. A normal day would be walking in to find people sleeping on couches (Ariel/Cameron), while others, like Joe, Lee(HAHA! XD), or Liam use the club computer to play mindless games, look up inasneley horrifying mindfucks or browse through the random assortment of terribly insulting, yet ingenuously written entries on Encyclopedia Dramatica. You know, the place where /b/-tards go to bastardize the internet and all who inhabit it. While enjoying this delightful scenery, regulars know that students begin to flood in when 3-4 o'clock rolls around, depending on the day. This is when those couch hogs get a rude awakening; As the already small space of the club gets more and more crowded, students will begin hording the couches. Those more used to small spaces and have the driving need to sit down will force the snoozing couch hogs up in an attempt to squeeze four people on a 2-seater, love-seat style sofa. This attempt to make up for lost space will result in the fourth student laying across the hoarders' legs (like a makeshift mattress), and inevitably cause the three beneath him/her to make orgasm noises, ultimately resulting in an orgy. At other times, you may walk in on some club members watching pronz, such as "Sensitive Pornograph" (a full-length, yaoi movie) and laughing hysterically at it for it's undefeated manly gayness. But make no mistake! We at Comime are no where near conservatives, to the contrary, we are open-minded to the point where it becomes unhealthy! (Come on people, where else would you find students so willing to cram themselves into a 2 person couch and make orgasm sounds?)

The special level of specialness which thrives in our club is by no means limited to our actions. Oh no, it delves deeply into the topics of conversation that flow like an open river. At any given time, you can expect(pff, you SHOULD expect)to walk in on such things as "vaginas smell like fish" to "the consistency varies." (I'll let your imagination fill that one in.) to such gleeful outbursts as "ABORTION MAN!! I bring out the kid in you!" which could only be done by Mathew, Comime's resident Hobo/Rock Enthusiast(He doesn't have class. He just comes in and sits there, drinks like 5 root beers, and laughs at anything said to him until he has to go to work.) who either performs dramatic readings of the critically acclaimed fanfic "My Immortal", or blasts the club with such favorites as "Let It Cosby", "Safety Dance" and a rock song that, after a 2 minute opening, turns out to be a rock version of the Rick Roll! XD While this is going on, you'll also probably hear Samantha and Eric, the clubspace's "most socially acceptable couple"(xP) off in the corner, with Samantha's cries for help as her boyfriend pokes and gropes her in bad-touch ways. Oh! Did I mention Comime has its own Shipping company?! Yeah! Ariel and I are its sole members so far. We pair up Comime club members and ship them! XD We have 2 at the moment: Gabe, the polite Asian guy (BOTTOM), with Alex, the not-so-polite Asian and president of our club.(TOP)(The best part is, we shipped them in front of his girlfriend, and HE AGREED IT WAS A HOT PAIRING!! XD!!) And then there's Gabe once again (he's a favorite of ours) with Ninja Cat Cameron, who in this case, would be the top. Don't get me wrong, there are so-called "normal" people amidst the specially challenged who attend this club. There's Angela(aka Scout), who mostly draws awesome stuff in her sketchbook, which is awesome, and Kevin, her boyfriend, who unfortunately is prone to walking in on these special moments and getting mindraped. Sushi isn't a liquid, right Kevin? Gabe would know!

So where is my place on this spiraling out-of-control wheel of misfortune you ask? Simply put, I am the overly hyper fangirl in the corner who does NOT need more sugar. I am one of the couch-hoarders come rush hour. I am one of those especially special people making orgasm noises while a fellow student lies across my lap. I am a shipper, who ships that which should never be shipped! My place is sitting on one of those couches, looking up random stuff on my laptop, then fangirling about it, while gently tousling Cameron's hair, making him COME. IN. HIS. PANTS!

Like many other, this is my home, my sanctuary, my paradise. "Some people are born of club. Others have club thrusted upon them." I had club thursted upon me.

New Dawson students beware: Once you see it, you cannot unsee it. Once you hear it, you cannot unhear it. At this point, you have been assimilated, turned into another social degenerate lacking a moral compass. Don't try and fight the awkwardness of this oh so special place. You will fail. No, if you ever find yourself in these situations, just accept it, enter Comime, take a seat, and breathe in the mind-altering substance which fills it:

Ultimate Awesomeness.

So, that's my college life. And then i got Darkside Chronicles, went fangirl on Mr.X, dumped Nemesis over Facebook... and now I regret it and want him back! D: