So! I'm Becky. You may call me that if you wish. I suppose. Yeah. Moving on to the important stuff: I'm mostly on twitter all the freaking time. My account, surprisingly enough, is @misteloctober. I don't usually bite. I like JE and most of the groups contained within. Especially ふぉ~ゆ~/4U., EbiKisu, (Mis) Snow Man, Jr. A, SMAP and usually Eito and Arashi. And a bunch of juniors and Hey! Say! BEST. My ichiban of ichibans is 4U.'s Fukuda Yuta because as;djfhdg;lkhlaskfjsdajfklj. Somewhere along the line, I fell in love with Fujigaya Taisuke. Oops. I also adore Snow Man's Abe Ryohei and Watanabe Shota. And Ebi's Tottsu. So like yeah. In other news, apart from the gifs, I don't actually own any of this stuff I post. So, if I post something of yours and you want it taken down/credit, let me know and I'd be happy to oblige (if somewhat sheepishly so)
if you’re somewhere dark and scary and you think ‘this feels like the first five minutes of supernatural or a horror movie’ then start walking like a dinosaur for no apparent reason. because no-one in the first five minutes of supernatural or a horror movie would start walking like a dinosaur for no apparent reason.
if i was in a fictional universe i wouldn’t be the main character i’d probably be that friend of the main character who lacks supernatural powers or special abilities but makes up for it with sarcasm and really lame one-liners
was i the only one who thought that your head would actually turn into fruit if you ate one because i did and me and a friend got some and we each ate one and then i looked at her and lied and screamed that she looked just like a watermelon and she started crying
If Hoyoung Lee’s concept printer becomes reality, you’ll never throw away another pencil stub or buy another ink cartridge. The pencil printer separates the wood from pencils and uses the lead to print documents. There’s even a built-in eraser component that allows you to remove text from a page and reuse the paper, so you’ll be saving money and trees.
>my face when Americans call chips “french fries”
>my face when Americans call crisps “chips”
>my face when Americans call lifts “elevators”
>my face when Americans call chocolate globbernaughts “candy bars”
>my face when Americans call merry fizzlebombs “fireworks”
>my face when Americans call wunderbahboxes a “computer”
>my face when Americans call meat water “gravy”
>my face when Americans call electro-rope “power cables”
>my face when Americans call beef wellington ensemble with lettuce a “burger”
>my face when Americans call whimsy flimsy mark and scribblies “pens”
>my face when Americans call twisting plankhandles “doorknobs”
>my face when Americans call breaddystack a “sandwich”
>my face when Americans call their hoghity toghity tippy typers “keyboards”
>my face when Americans call nutty-gum and fruit spleggings “PB&J”
>my face when Americans call an upsy stairsy an “escalator”
>my face when Americans call a knittedy wittedy sheepity sleepity a “sweater”
>my face when Americans call a rickity-pop a “gear shift”
>my face when Americans call a choco chip bucky wicky a “cookie”
>my face when Americans call friction pleasure “sex”
>my face when Americans call a pip pip gollywock a “screwdriver”
>my face when Americans call a rooty tooty point-n-shooty a “gun”
>my face when Americans call ceiling-bright a “lightbulb”
>my face when Americans call blimpy bounce bounce a “ball”
>my face when Americans call a slippery dippery long reppy a “snake”
>my face when Americans call cobble-stone-clippity-clops “roads”