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Hey, I'm Seaneko. Obviously I enjoy Death Note. Japanese is my second language, sadly only romaji so far. My friends compare me to L for some reason, my IQ's only 167... I'm a person to rather have a few close friends than many aquaintances.
"IQ means nothing, and I can prove it. As people age and develop in their early years, their brains capacity may far surpass their surrounding students. These "gifted" children possess a high IQ but find the work boring. In today's school system, they don't have much of a chance to be challenged at their level of work and normally don't have the drive to seek out higher levels of work. In the end, it boils down to the will to learn, rather than the ability."
~Unknown
If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
If I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna...
"IQ means nothing, and I can prove it. As people age and develop in their early years, their brains capacity may far surpass their surrounding students. These "gifted" children possess a high IQ but find the work boring. In today's school system, they don't have much of a chance to be challenged at their level of work and normally don't have the drive to seek out higher levels of work. In the end, it boils down to the will to learn, rather than the ability."
~Unknown
If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
If I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna drown.
Your love is gonna...
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