In my world, I was chosen - a long with a couple of other dumbass kids - to pilot the an Evangelion, this giant robot. Then we fought these evil creatures called Angels who kept attacking Tokyo 3. I was looked after by my boss, since both my parents... weren't around. Back in Germany though, where I grew up, I'd finished high school. Here, they think since I'm fourteen I've gotta go to class, which is total scheiße. It takes way too long to translate the stupid questions from English, and I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!
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Date: 2007-12-05 09:10 am (UTC)