"A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials."Life is full of frustrations and challenges. If we want to become stronger, we need to be brave enough to face the task and turn the lemons into lemonade. That's how life works.
The whole military training gave me a hard time. I've been struggling to do more push-ups and chin-ups, but it's not easy since I lack the strength and my upper arms are like toothpicks. And the mental stress can be pretty overwhelming sometimes.
Now I'm enjoying my 4-day spring break. The leisure time is limited because I have tons of homework and assignments to do, and I also need to go back to the training center early on Sunday. Which means I may not have the chance to watch the latest episode of
Transformers: Prime - Beast Hunters before I go.
Okay, enough of my pathetic life. Season 3 of TFP has started airing, and I've already watched the first two episodes. I'm too lazy to write a long review, so I'll just type down some brief notes of my thoughts about the show...
Bumblebee got a new paint job. Apparently Hasbro wanted to sell more new toys to the fans and kids. Evil Hasbro.
Knock Out was so sexy. I can never have enough of his sexy voice. I'm doomed.
I wanted to smack Jack when he sent a text to his mother. How stupid! All the kids should have turned off their cell phones when the Decepticons were trying to pinpoint their locations. Especially when they were facing an expert like Soundwave.
Optimus Prime was dying. And I wasn't surprised at all. Because we all know he would be back in later episodes. That's how it works: Optimus will never really die in a series. Never.
Smokescreen had become more and more like another Rodimus Prime. I'm not a fan of TFP!Smokescreen, so the fact was kind of annoying to me.
Shockwave was a thug. I need to get some popcorn ready next time he questions Starscream. It would be a very entertaining show.
Ultra Magnus and the Predicons had officially joined the cast. But all I wanted to see was more "Shockwave VS Starscream" scenes. Or more scenes of a particular sexy Decepticon medic.
Well, that's it. I'm looking forward to the next episode. Hopefully these Predicons wouldn't be as lame as the Insecticons...
Hope everyone is doing well in spring, then!
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One Human, One Spark 32 Wheeljack watched Miko out of the corner of his optics. She was popping chocolate crickets into her mouth, puzzling at the taste, neither disliking it nor particularly liking it. She was reading a card, slightly blushing. Jack’s scrawling handwriting covered the inside. Much more that caught Wheeljack’s optics was drawn to the small bouquet of red, pink, and white tulips. He silently applauded Jack—roses would have been too forward, and daisies would have been too cute. He had even attached a plain chocolate bar to the flowers in case Miko didn’t like the chocolate crickets—Wheeljack had to admit, the boy was on
With Orion "Fine! I'm fragging Megatron!"
Optimus jolted back like he had been burned. His servo leapt from her shoulder, and any arousal he had gathered through his heated anger turned cold as ice in shock, as if he hadn't heard her right. Nightstalker fluttered her wings nervously.
" . . . You what?"
Nightstalker shivered at the steely cold cut of his voice.
Oh Primus, save me a spot next to you, I wasn't really all that bad, was I? Oh, frag, I was, I'm sorry . . . Frag, I'm going to the Pit . . .
"I—" This time, Nightstalker stumbled over her words, glossia clotting anxiously. "I—I'm f-frag—I'm—" Shaking violently,
Best Day EverKnockout wasn't one for tradition, unless it was buffing himself at a certain time of day but this human holiday known as Valentines Day intrigued him. Humans giving tokens of their affections for the other, a pang of loneliness gripped his spark as remembered that his lover; Breakdown was gone thanks to those humans. Heaving a sigh, he headed back to the med bay, cube in hand.
With a quiet 'whoosh' the doors of the med bay slid back and he entered and they closed behind him with another quiet 'whoosh'. Rolling his shoulders, he headed over to his desk to wait for patients who would most likely be Starscream after he had most likely angered
Warriors: New Blood Ch. 1Two Moons later
"Something doesn't feel right, the night air is too still." mewed a large dark gray tom.
"I know it's making my pelt stand on end." Replied a black tom.
The first cat opened its jaws to scent the air; he stiffened a heart beat later.
"What is it, Cedarstar?"
"Badger and its fresh, there's also the scent of fresh blood." His comrades blue eyes widened.
"What do we do, brother?"
"Drive it out," Cedarstar growled, teeth bared. "But we must watch ourselves, Blacksting."
Blacksting nodded, his claws digging into the moss beneath his paws.
The Mountain Clan leader jumped off the rock he had been sitting on, the tip of his t
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