I think he was probably one of my favorite dragonball villains.
(Source: shoryukens)
I feel like if I went to a community college here in London, it wouldn’t be much like Community. I’d probably just sit on my own avoiding the single parents, drop outs, and people trying to make a better life for themselves, and I’d just kind of stick to the background hoping not to get involved in other peoples live. So I’d either end up as Jeff or Fat Neil. If I’m Fat Neil I’d get a sweet episode in season 2. If I’m Jeff I may end up with some friends.
I was thinking about doing an evening course in Maths or Physics, just for the sake of it. I’d like to know more in general. For no real reason. I don’t know. I need to start looking for jobs after christmas. I don’t know in what field. My confidence in my work is pretty low still. So yeah. Maybe more education will unlock the next level. Who knows.
Yeah. As much as I like Community I kind of resent that it gives hope to people. People are gonna start thinking that going to Community College would be a lot of fun. Filled with people who have delightful idiosyncrasies. And they’ll be your friends and get into fun situations. Maybe it is. Maybe that can happen. But we have two problems. 1) It’s still school. 2) They’re still people.
Now I don’t know about you but I can’t let myself walking around town thinking that I can have friends. Can’t spend my time doing that. I’ve wasted all my high school life day dreaming about Goku coming to Earth asking for my help to defeat Frieza. I know, it’s very in convenient. They fought him in Namek. Why the hell would they come back to Earth to pick up a kid? Very improbable scenario.
Holy shit I totally used to hope that I would have an unusually high power level for a human and I’d get to go train and just beat up shit for the rest of my life. That was my dream. I would picture various battle scenarios during the morning assembly and try to emit energy from my hands (I’d also try to pop bone claws from my hands on occasion too). Real life is so disappointing.
Sometimes, I still sit and try to see if I can feel other people’s power levels. Maybe if I can do that, I’d be one step closer to energy control. Or the bone claws.
Hanging from my phone.
Tito Piccolo!
lookie what I got
One down.
Six to go.
