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Spanish - Fluent. English, duh. Know tourist things for Japanese, some french on behalf of my sister teaching me while she took the class. I know how to count in German. My step father likes to throw down random challenges. XD :p I want to minor in foreign languages. Next college course I am taking is either Japanese or Korean.

Mother and her side of the family. But as the edit in my previous post stated they have left my side. My dad was american and he is also passed away so I live with my Caucasian raised Aunt. Most of my family is either dead or dying. It doesn't sound nice but its true. God save me if I have to spell it. I do remember a little song though. I can attempt to spell it.

Sauk sauk mo puso ko. Pa Malagyan ang ginamoto. Pak' en ang asso.

Stab, stab my heart. Add some spice. Feed it to the dogs.

I seriously feel for you but if you tell that story to a girl including the song but without the translation, she will definitely follow you.
May I ask how they died?

Well then lets go down Necro's list of tragedy.

Birth Father: Died when I was 3 1/2. Being the police officer he was who naturally wears dark colors was walking innocently to work one day. Two drunk truck drivers racing each other without there head lights struck him head on flinging him 7 feet.

Mother biggrin ied of breast cancer when I was 12.

Fathers Side Grandfather biggrin ied of Kidney Failure

Step Mother To Fathers Side:Was a rebellious old G mother and went to the dirt track races were she crashed an became an amputee.

Mothers Boyfriend//Step Dad: Mooched off mother for gambling and cig money. When falling deeper into the Cancer ignored mother completely got a new woman in the Philippines. Only call I ever got after said incident was him asking for my inherited Karaoke set. Not even a how ya doin.

Mother on mothers side:Has diabetes who then went blind in one eye who then had a stroke

Uncle In the household: Has had polio since birth.

Other Aunt in household: Had a stroke

Other Aunt caring for me: Has had 6 knee surgeries.
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I normally stop around there. There is many more. But those are the mains.

Naturally people find it strange how positive I am in such situations. My random illiteracy and strange posts. To put it simply I am an expressionist.

I cannot change what has been done. They are in a better place.

As an expressionist I always express myself. People find themselves limited by "Oh whats he thinking of me." or "Thats far to embarrassing." To such sayings I say "SO?" In reality I always enjoy lightning the mood with the occasional outburst or class clownish behavior. People take this as an act of denial. Well heres what I say somewhat quoting Tuesdays with Morry "Once you've learned to Die you can truly learn how to Live." So I wear ridiculous attire. So I shave my head once to surprise everyone. So I express my opinions regardless of what others think unless it hurts another in some way. I am the man who dances alone on the dance floor simply because HE ENJOYS DANCING.

Welp there ya go.

Oh and through elementary school I talked to Plants. So I wasn't an expressionist back then. But when I learned there is no punishment for expressing yourself around "certain" people I've pretty much been an expressionist since.

I gotta say, Necro. I didn't expect you to come with that kind of history. To say the least, I am proud of you for what you have become. A fun guy, and an excellent roleplayer. I bow to you, and salute you, good sir.

Oh. And don't take this the wrong way. If you just made up that sad story, I will castrate you and force you to choke on your own d**k.

Otherwise, you are awesome *manly tears*

A good line drawn.

Edit:I posted in the Grass.