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I am currently mortified.
Several factors.
1.) Because I had no laptop, my crazy restraint was removed. Therefore, I managed to convince the class that warfare is nothing but men stabbing hot, throbbing, pulsating spears into the soft, gooey flesh of other men. And that machine guns are just giant metal penises jizzing bullets over everything.
2.) Because I had no laptop, my crazy restraint was removed. Therefore, I responded to EVERYTHING with some sort of bitter, bastardly comment about how people are horrible. Like… I deconstructed the bible, the qu’ran, the Odyssey, and the Aeneid, and compared them to Aesop’s fables and Mother Goose tales. “Aeneid’s moral of ‘don’t stick your dick everywhere because fuckin’ chicks isn’t cool for Rome’ is comparative to ‘slow and steady wins the race’ or ‘don’t sit on walls because if you fall, all the king’s horses/men won’t help'”
3.) On my way back from class, I was singing along to Hare Hare Yukai, with my headphones on. One of my friends tapped me on the shoulder after having followed me for a minute or so.

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Posted on: 7 February 2010

I hate self-important people. Yes, I realise that I probably fall under this category. That which separates me from riffraff is that I recognise my faults and work to fix it as opposed to just letting this mentality stew and become worse.

When reality falls, at least I’ll know when it hits.

When reality fell, at least I knew when it hit.


ABOUT THE HAWKING CHILD

My name is Daniel Hawking.

There are three fractions that make up this persona.

One of which is sealed closed via the physical realm of the world. One of which is unlocked via the medium known as the Internet. One of which is standing tall, watching over the wondrous horizon in front of him.

Of the first, this is the one most who have met me see, the one shunned, the one unappreciated, the one treated as entertainment instead of a colleague, the one shunted off to the side.

Of the second, only a select few have been able to meet. Coherency and truthful thoughts are the hallmarks of those knowing this fraction, as are trust and belief. Most of the dearest friends know of this section.

Of the third...? Revival of the finest order, as the phoenix of a prince rises from his own ashes. The adventurer, a traveler.

Regardless of fates, this is who I am now.

Daniel Hawking. Prince of Aralonia.

One of many.

A representative of Aralonia.

Together, the collective mindset of a nation.

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