#allrin

[cryxsxndx]

Schlaflos

Letzte nacht durchgemacht; am Tag unter 2h gepennt und hellwach at 3am. was ist nur los?

Alles geht langsam kaputt ~

[the-letter-game]

To: Sambel, [email protected]

From: Allrin, [email protected]

RE: I think you know the answer to that Sent: 9.4.54 9:19 AM

Clearly, Sandyman isn’t awesome if he can’t handle Tarantulas. And imagine the freaking out if he discovered that all the free condoms were gone! Of course, you’d have to find a way to smuggle them out, and, since he never leaves…

Dude. Delevan is awesome. What we did after I mailed you on Sunday was steal a bunch of condoms from the health office, pretty much the whole box, fill them up like water-balloons, and make a device to chuck them at unsuspecting passerby from his window. Best. Day. Ever. So yeah, there’s a campus-wide shortage of them. Send them on down.

Bad photos of a rose-haired (really, I think it’s orange, but it’s Delevan’s arachnid, so I can’t complain) tarantula attached.

Asper was a massive ass. I don’t care if he’s over that.

I have no control over the Rammer’s shower schedule. Wherever he’s stinking up campus, it’s not here. Maybe he’ll sneak in to take a shower once I go to class?

And damn, people wake up early around here on Mondays. I have a 9:30 class and I’ve been up since that stupid chapel bell started ringing at 8. That’s right, eight o’freaking clock.  On the one hand, I’ve been working on improving my impromptu-mouse (I cannot believe I went three days without gaming so far… and I’ve got like, five more before I’ll have a real mouse,) but on the other hand, it’s eight o clock.

Crap. It’s 9:15. Where are my textbooks? So glad I don’t need to find my socks…

Speaking of. The socks are a fluke. Three is not a significant amount of tests – and you call yourself a scientist!

Dude, figure out what’s up with ‘Tasha so I can quit worrying about it.  

Going to Intro to Runic Construction now.

Have fun with the touch pad.

- Al

[my-ship-is-dying-gay]

I need this kind of songs which talk about fangirls and how they deal with life

Caution: BAD ENGLISH

Yeah I'm sorry because I'm kinda annoying but imagine a song like

"Hiding from the sun and crowd

Trying not to cry but I just can't stop

Looking at the fandom tags

Listening to my own heartbeat.

So many fandoms all around the world

Tell me how can I calm

Not to scream anymore.

Take me to your blogs

Tag me in your posts

Give me fanfics before I die

Show me what is like to be a fangirl

Prove me that this ship is real.

We are supposed to go outside

But we're sitting here

Forget that we're humans

Cause we're in fandoms."

[the-letter-game]

To: Sambel, [email protected]

From: Allrin, [email protected]

RE: Nitpicking. Sent: 9.1.54, 2:34 PM 

           Videography is easier. It doesn’t move when you push the button.

           I think I might get killed if I steal somebody’s pet tarantula. Went upstairs to find food, met the guy with the giant spider. He’s intense. He’s also the first person on this floor who isn’t boringly normal. He’s also got a weird name: Delevan. I think that’s how it’s spelled.

           Naw. Mom’s sending it, but it won’t be here for a week because of the mail. She’s sending me cookies. She’s probably sending you cookies. Do you think ‘Tasha would forgive me for whatever her problem is if I got Mom to send her cookies?

           RA is such a nag. He’s supposedly new to the job and if you wind him up any tighter springs will fall out of his ass. I think I’ll call him Buzzkill.            Dude, if your mom sent your lucky socks, either you’d die when you opened the box or the dude naming your shower film would adopt them into the rotting family. Wash them now. And then throw them out, because you have a hole for each toe.

           I saw him for like five seconds on the way in, when he corrected me pronouncing his name. Then he left, and either he’s shacked up with someone or he’s been abducted. Either way, not my problem except for the fact that his soap is still sitting there. I dunno if he showers or not, but if he’s a pop star, I’ll eat my own foot. His forehead is like his entire face.

           Besides, isn’t the dude your sister listens to sixteen or something crazy like that?

           Aw, shit. It’s been years. As in, plural years. And I thought she got over that when she started coming to inventors’ club again Junior year?

           … That means sending her the robot pictures from sophomore year was a dick move, doesn’t it? I’m no good at this. Hell, I don’t even know what to apologize for at this point. “Sorry that you’re like my sister?” “Sorry that I was paying more attention to your brains than your boobs?” What gives?

           They lock our science rooms. We’ve been having those intro seminars in the art rooms. It’s only marginally less hot than hell in there, I’ve already skipped once. (Seriously, as a team building exercise, sleeping is always better than sweating.)

           Don’t remind me about the burners. I still don’t think my eyebrows are quite right. And I lost that whole experiment.

           When did you become friends with the Sandyman? (Or why did you tell him about the tarantula? Unless he’s reading over your shoulder, in which case – HEY, SANDMAN! You’re a creep, you know? A real fucking creep. Private conversation here.) Which then makes my next comment, about your issues with the serial-killer fish sound really stupid, but fish are a just a lame thing to be afraid of, Sam.

           Yes. Schematics now. My laptop’s going to melt at this rate. Cooling pad would be amazing and someone is still creeping on my room to try and catch me with the fan, which is as noisy as hell but not louder than my neighbor’s music. Seriously, the RA needs a life. Or a date. Or a restraining order.

- Al

[the-letter-game]

To: Sambel, [email protected]

From: Allrin, [email protected]

RE: Har-de-har-har Sent: 8.29.54 11:12 PM

Now, remind me again, who was the one who made sure we had to re-shoot our entire video project junior year? Something about a flesh-colored cave which was in fact a nostril because you were zoomed too far in? I can’t seem to remember that.

Well, no, but that’s because people are being creepers about it. I was sharing, but it’s supposedly not allowed, and someone told the RA. Yeah, that was a lovely talk – I hid the entire fan in my laundry basket and I don’t even have that much laundry yet. Supposedly there isn’t enough electricity to support everyone having a fan, and the suckers who can’t make their own were whining about it.

If it’s that dude with the loud music in room 216, I hate him already.

That must be an epic box fort, man. I folded mine up and put them under the wobbly leg of my bed. Wish my floor was that cool. Sorry about the earpiece. Could be worse, though: I had to make myself a new mouse out of a laser pointer and a pressure pad from that touch screen I took swimming in July. I can’t believe that I brought all the spare parts but not my mouse. How am I going to play any games with this thing? Got a sarcastic text from mom about it, too. She says I should have packed it earlier. (She just doesn’t get that I was using it up until I left. What did she want me to do, go without for twenty four hours so it would be in some box?)

Still no sign of the Rammer. (Stop it. I’m going to call him that to his face now or something.) Screw what Marcus said about roommates, this is getting creepy. I think he hides in the hallway waiting for me to go away so he can come in, or something. I mean, he has to shower eventually, right? If he’s shaking up with someone, he’s still gotta come back for clothes and the shower and stuff. His soap is right there.

Though that is seriously weird with the Sandyman. Not that campus food is exactly great, or anything, but… yeah.

I got my hot plate confiscated already (like I would have used it yet anyway for its intended purpose: I can’t use the fan when the RA is in and am hiding in the basement in an effort not to fry,) because the RA couldn’t find out what the other floories were whining about. So he took my damn hot plate. Good thing my roommate doesn’t seem like he’ll use it any time soon.

Dude. I’ll take your sister any day over these ingrates. Better yet, ‘Tasha. That girl would know how to make the wi-fi stretch down to this basement for more than five seconds at a time.

I don’t even know about her. I haven’t heard from her since… I think it was the beginning of August. I dunno. I just sent her a message again. Pictures of that robot we made sophomore year, you know?

Maybe it’s because we’re such massive nerds? I can’t think of anything else, because I figured she’d be talking to you. You don’t piss her off like I do. Unless she’s not talking to you because she’s not talking to me? Or maybe you pissed her off. Dude, I don’t know.  I can’t read her mind.

I’ll see what I can do. Maybe I’ll mail the tarantula to you. If I can find it, that is: haven’t seen hide nor hair of the thing.

Don’t let the fish eat your fingers, dude.

Or let Sandyman cut them off. (Seriously, what? A whole box? How?)

- Al

[the-letter-game]

To: Sambel, [email protected]

From: Allrin, [email protected]

RE: Roasting Sent:8.29.54, 7:14 PM

I dunno, maybe because they’re always on their high horse about how it wouldn’t be fair to the people who can’t make one? It’s not like we wouldn’t share…

Yeah, just finished about an hour ago, if you consider finally bothering to take my pants out of the cardboard box and dump them in a drawer finishing. As for my roommate, haven’t seen him. He showed up, dumped his stuff, and left. I’m not even certain that he slept in his bed last night, since it doesn’t have the sheets on.

Absentee roommates. Supposedly the best kind, according to my brother. So long as the guy doesn’t decide halfway through the semester that whoever he’s hiding out with can come into my room, this should work out.

Dude. It looks like a dorm room. I put up my diagrams. We have a fridge. My window looks at a brick wall. That’s it.

Oh, fine. Pictures are attached.

Ummm… I can’t, because it sounds like a cat throwing up? Why don’t you get him to pronounce it? According to my door, my roommate’s name is Ramon, and he pronounced it RAM-on. He was very specific. I’ll be calling your roommate Sandyman from now on. Dude, you didn’t bring an earpiece? I thought you were talking about reverse-engineering one to play music as well.

Anyhow, yeah. I couldn’t take the heat, I figured that a simple fan wouldn’t be too much to ask, and now I’m having people knocking on the door. I’ve started pretending I’m not home, because people just come in to stand in front of the fan. And then it smells like other people’s nasty sweat in here.

Said hi to the wing last night. Most of them are ordinary, at least as far as I can tell. About half of them are sophomores. Rumor has it that somebody on this floor has a pet tarantula, but I haven’t seen any evidence of it.

It probably hates this heat as much as I do.

 - Al.

 P.S. Tell ‘Tasha I said hi. She’s not answering, and I’ve left messages. Dude, is she mad at me or something?

[denkstduanmich]

ALLEINSAM

[nowahiro]

AllRin

I really hate AllRin very much . I'm a MakoRin shipper and I think they belong to together . I only ship 1x1 so AllX really make me discomfor . I don't good English so I can't talk many about this problem . I'm only confess my think to all people . Tks for reading !!!!