My rants....

QUIZZES!!!! (Because My Space still isn't cool enough for them)

Wed, 16 Aug 2006 05:56:12 GMT

Okay....

Your True Birth Month Is January

Loyal
Social
Logical
Easily jealous
Loves children
Rather reserved
Highly attentive
Likes to criticize
Needs close friends
Ambitious and serious
Smart, neat and organized
Hardworking and productive
Loves to teach and be taught
Quiet unless excited or tensed
Sensitive and has deep thoughts
Knows how to make others happy
Searches for the greatest romance
Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds
Romantic but has difficulties expressing love
Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses

What's Your True Birth Month?

Your Seduction Style: Au Natural

You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.
That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!
The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.

You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.
Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.
You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?

You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.
Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.
As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

Your Rising Sign is Aquarius

You are an interesting mix of introspective and outlandish.
Waving your freak flag high, you really do things your own way.

While you may seem distant, you care very deeply for humanity.
You just have no tolerance for fools, slackers, or dullards.

And while you're fairly misanthropic, many are drawn to you.
Innovative and clever, people look to you for new ideas and trends.

What's Your Rising Sign?

Your Kissing Purity Score: 44% Pure

You're not one to kiss and tell...

But word is, you kiss pretty well.

Kissing Purity Test

Your Inner Child Is Sad

You're a very sensitive soul.
You haven't grown that thick skin that most adults have.
Easily hurt, you tend to retreat to your comfort zone.
You don't let many people in - unless you've trusted them for a long time.

How Is Your Inner Child?

Your Aura is Red

You have a high level of emotion. This can mean passion, but it can also mean rage.
Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!

The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures

Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez

Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon

What Color Is Your Aura?

You Are Chocolate Chip Ice Cream

You are kind, popular, and generous.
You tend to be successful at anything you try.
A social butterfly, you are great at entertaining a crowd.

You are most compatible with strawberry ice cream.

What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?

You Are a Black and White Cookie

You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.
When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!

What Kind of Cookie Are You?

Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible

Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.
You love your summers to be full of style and sun!

What's Your Summer Ride?

Your Body Image is 52% Unhealthy, 48% Healthy

You may think you have a normal body image, but you definitely don't.
While you may not have a serious problem, you obsess over your looks way too much.

How's Your Body Image?

This took me basically forever...cause after I did them...I had re-do all but the body image one because I realized that I got them all in My Space code, not Live Journal Code. Depend on me to do that. Go figure.

I want metal BB's.

Thu, 08 Jun 2006 04:28:16 GMT

Men piss me off. Seriously. If you're a guy, stay away from me for a while. Unless you're a friend. In which case, your nuts will be safe from my foot of destruction. Anyone else? You're fucked. I mean it. You are. Come near me and say the wrong thing and I will seriously fucking kick you there and not stop until you've succesfully emptied either your bladder or a pint of blood onto yourself whilst unconcious. Don't believe me? Find me, say the wrong thing to me, and find out just how pissed and serious I'm being right now. You know why I don't want men near me right now though? CAuse they can't make up their minds. You know why else? Because they don't seem to want to be anywhere near me unless I'm belching and being 'just one of the guys'. I swear...me and someone else are doomed to forever roam the earth carrying the feelings of lonliness and depression whereever we go. And you know what else? If I could kill M.R.F., J.M.P., Matt and S.T.A. right now, I'd be more than happy with myself. You know what else? I'm so happy that only a few people know about this Journal site.

Quizzes! Get over it, bitches.

Mon, 22 May 2006 00:07:11 GMT

You Are Emerald Green

Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you.
Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show.
People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate.
But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you.

What Color Green Are You?

You're A Crazy Drunk

When you drink, you get wrecked - and it ain't pretty.

What Kind of Drunk Are You?

Haha. Good thing I don't drink.

Your Seduction Style: The Natural

You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.

Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.

You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!

People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

If any of that is true, someone let me know.

You Are a Goth!

You're so gothically outrageous, and you aren't afraid to flaunt it.
Whether you dress up like Robert Smith or a tragic Little Bo Peep,
chances are that you'll be parading around with the rest of the goths at Yoyogi Park on Sunday.
Don't forget your white makeup and blue lipstick! Who knows?
You may just get picked up by one of the seedy photographers.

What's Your Japanese Subculture?

I've never seen a gothic japanese person...

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity
You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off
And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

When did that happen..?

You Are a Blue Flower

A blue flower tends to represent peace, openness, and balance.
At times, you are very delicate like a cornflower.
And at other times, you are wise like an iris.
And more than you wish, you're a little cold, like a blue hydrangea.

What Color Flower Are You?

Okay, that's it. And for once...I was happy with these with little confusion.

This is like a long awaited reunion

Mon, 24 Apr 2006 03:07:58 GMT

I havent written in here in a while. So...topics on my mind? They're sucky. Wha are they?
1. Prom--I have no date, my parents want me to go because we have everything, and my mum wants to me to go with a guy who is nastier than nasty.

2. I missed two birthday parties yesterday and really fucking hope no one is mad at me over it. Why did I miss them? Because, even though I told my mum and dad about them on Friday night, they forgot. So we went to my Grandparents to visit my Uncle Joe from North Carolina instead. Convenient that they can forget about my friends b-day parties, but not fucking prom. Why?!

3. After I don't know how many years, I've convinced my parents to FINALLY get windows XP. The whole Cable or DSL connection is another story. and I'm possibly getting a laptop for Graduation. No guarentees though.

4. All I've got is three.

So...yeah...that's about it. And I don't know if I mentioned this...but my Uncle Joe officially creeps me out. And on top of that...I lost what I was going to say. Oooh...I need to print my picture for art...I think this is it.

Blood stains and ruins

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 13:05:47 GMT

I was de-stressed until about 7:10 this morning. Then the stress came back and bit me in the ass when I saw it. I'm worried. He's not helping with that. I just want to know what the fuck happened, and not knowing is fucking me over more than knowing would. Why won't he fucking tell me? It's driving me crazy. I've never been more worried over someone before in my life. I hate this. Why do people have to be so fucked up enough to fight? Why? Someone please just tell me. I'd love to know why the basics of human nature is kill or be killed, why we feel the need to be strong and prevail in natural selection. But more than anything else...more than anything in the entire universe...I wanna know what happened. Just so I don't have to worry anymore. So that I know why there are bruises and marks. Just so I know what happened. Just so he knows how much I'm worried about him...even if he tells me not to worry. And I don't mean to sound mommy-ish, sorry if I do...It's just...I don't think I need to repeat it.

School Daze Blues

Mon, 02 Jan 2006 18:34:05 GMT

Blahh! A monday, we should have off, and I'm going fucking CRAZY in school. I'm tired. Bored. And this day is going way too fast. I also forgot...and now I forget what I forgot...if that makes sense. Go figure...I'm a loser. I now have to hound people to find out if they're coming to birthday party. Not cool. There's an RSVP thing on the invite for a reason...but oh well. Even if only two people show up, it'll still be fun. Gotta go...have something important to see.

Anal Probing Twat Waffles!

Thu, 29 Dec 2005 03:47:32 GMT

Haha! I have a list of 30 things no one knows about me. Why? Because I couldn't really fall asleep last night. So here goes:
1. I'm afraid of the dark if I think too much.
2. I sleep with a Teddy Bear for reasons of insecurity.
3. I'm petrified of Chain Saws; even just the noise gets to me.
4. 90% of the time I feel ugly.
5. I love to draw, but get embarassed when it comes to show off my work.
6. I listen to Hard Metal more than people think.
7. I want a pet Monkey.
8. I'm easily annoyed with kids, even though one day I want one.
9. I've been called shallow because I prefer men with shoulder length hair.
10.I have 10 pairs of shoes, half of which I don't wear, and want more.
11.No matter how much sleep I get, I'm ALWAYS tired.
12.I love the color green, but wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything but black and blue(normally).
13.I have a secret obsession with the number 7...that is no longer secret.
14.I regret just about everything I've done from August '04 to April '05. Everything from May on is okay.
15.If the band name sounds dumb, I won't listen to it(unless, of course, I hear the song before the name of the band).
16.I have an un-decided future. Being a bum for the rest of my life sounds pretty good right now.
17.I desperatly want and need a job, but have no time for one.
18.I still play with Barbie's once and a while(not often...I'm not THAT weird).
19.If I don't change my nail polish color every 1-2 weeks, or don't have any nail polish on at all, I feel manly.
20.I love my boobs, hate the rest of my body.
21.I can't stand people who are weirdly religious(you know who I mean...the people who say "You're going to hell because you don't believe in Jesus!" or just force the religion stuff onto you).
22.I've done 1 styrofoam sculpture, and 1 print block, but I love doing both and want to do more.
23.My Grandma(my mother's mum) died 10 years ago, and I still think about her almost everyday.
24.My most vaulued possesions are:(and not because of the money value of the item)
-A pink sapphire ring from my great-grandmother
-My Teddy Bear, Mr. Snuggles, from Lea
-An old, wooden jewelry box from an old neighbor
-A ceramic music box topped with a Swan sculpture that plays the tune from Swan Lake, from my grandma.
25.I still love the movies:The Goonies, The Lion King, Pocahontas, Anastasia, and Beauty and The Beast.
26.MY house has nearly 100 Teddy Bears
27.I'm in love with the 90's 'grunge' look.
28.To me, Mexican food is the only foreign food worth eating; fuck all those other countries.
29.I'm NOT afraid to die.
30.I pay more attention to small details than most people think.

That's my list of 30 things. Don't go telling me you knew some of that stuff; most of it I try to keep secret. And I could probably get more on the list, I just don't want to. And now I'm tired so I'm going to bed. BTW, went to McDonald's today with Aurora and Brad, there's a hot clerk there named Chris(I was lucky enough to see his name tag). I need help.

Dances

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 18:12:27 GMT

Hey, look, I was wrong about the whole christmas dance! Turns out me and bum fuck Shane are just going with the same ticket, and once we get in he's going off with some Brianna girl that HE asked to the dance as a date. So our "just friends but at the dance together" thing was blown up. And I wasn't mad when he told me, but then I called Shenandoah and found out that she knew for a few days (I was just told last night, when it was too late to get rid of the couples ticket and get a singles ticket, or just return the ticket all together), that he ask Brianna. He never told me that he asked her. So that just pissed me the fuck off. Little pansy man. BTW Lea, I'm outta stamps so I'll send you your invitation over e-mail or something. Sorries!!!! Well...I've been fuming over the dance for the ENTIRE day and most of the people that I've told about it think he's a complete asshole for showing up with me and going of with someone else. He's lucky that I love my dress to death and WANT to wear it,and that I didn't kick his ass. But I was ready to. Still kinda am, only the anger is wearing off. But not that quickly. He's such a twat waffle...no, a fucking pansy man with no balls and takes NO chances. Okay..I'm done now.

Neo McCarthyism

Tue, 06 Dec 2005 01:57:54 GMT

Look! I'm updating!...for once.

I straightened my hair today...people, for some reason, like my hair straight. Dunno why. But I now have to re-straighten it in an attempt to get the bumps out that it didn't get earlier. I'm getting it back to Curly on Wednesday. But for today and tomorrow...I'm just having a good time with it.

What else is there...well, not much. I was going to make a list of 10 things no one knew about me, but I couoldn't think of 10 things. I'm too open about myself.

I need professional help. I think. I dunno.

Yes, It's that time again....QUIZZES!.../surveys....

Sat, 19 Nov 2005 03:06:14 GMT

[Marital Status]	Taken..not that that's a bad thing.
[Shoe size]	9
[Parents still together]	Of Course
[Siblings]	Brother and Sister, both older
[Pets]	2 dogs and some half dead fish
*FAVORITES*
[Color]	Emerald Green, Black, Sapphire Blue
[Number]	7
[Animal]	Black Panther
[Drinks]	Chocolate or Vanilla Coffee, Lipton Raspberry or Lemon Tea, or Hot Green/mint Tea
[Soda]	Most Faygo, Pepsi, Mount. Dew, A&W Cream Soda
[Book]	The Kushiel's and Harry Potter Series
[Flower]	Red Rose
*DO YOU*
[Color your hair?]	depends
[Twirl your hair?]	Hell yeah
[Have tattoos?]	want one
[Have Piercings?]	want one
[Cheat on tests/homework?]	have in the past
[Drink/Smoke?]	once more..in the past
[Like roller coasters?]	Hell yeah...who doesn't?
[Wish you could live somewhere else?]	sometimes
[Want more piercings?]	just one
[Like cleaning?]	fuck no
[Write in cursive or print?]	both
[Own a web cam?]	no
[Know how to drive?]	yeah, right.
[Own a cell phone?]	no
[Ever get off the damn computer?]	if I feel like it
*HAVE U EVER*
[Been in a fist fight?]	Yeah
[Considered a life of crime?]	Yeah
[Considered being a hooker?]	No, but I have thought about stripping...after I loose weight
[Lied to someone?]	yeah
[Been in love?]	yeah
[Made out with JUST a friend?]	yeah...wish I hadn't though
[Been in lust?]	yeah
[Used someone]	Not sure...depends on the use of the word
[Been used?]	yeah
[Been cheated on?]	If I was I never knew about it
[Kicked someone in the nuts?]	My brother...I dunno if he can still have kids with all the times I've done it..
[Stolen anything?]	in the past
[Held a gun]	no
*CURRENTS*
[Current clothing]	My Fav. jeans, a t-shirt and a scarf(dun ask)
[Current mood]	Bored
[Current taste]	Mouth
[What you currently smell like]	...me?
[Current hair]	Ponytail
[Current thing I ought to be doing]	SLEEPING
[Current cd in stereo]	ICP---The Wraith
[Last book you read]	Don't Eat This Book by Morgan Spurlock
[Last movie you saw]	Saw 2
[Last thing you ate]	Chicken Pot Pie
[Last person you talked to on the phone]	Shane A.
[Do drugs?]	No
[Believe there is life on other planets?]	Yeah
Remember your first love?]	Yeah
[Still love him/her?]	Nope
[Read the newspaper?]	Yup
[Have any gay or lesbian friends?]	Does half gay/lesbian count?(Bi..)
[Believe in miracles?]	Not since I was little.
[Do well in school?]	Excluding Math, yes. Including math...fuck no.
[Wear hats]	Yeah..I steal the ones I like off of my guy friends.
[Hate yourself?]	Sometimes
[Have an obsession?]	Yes. Sleep.
[Collect anything?]	Yeah...wait...I don't remember
[Have a best friend?]	A few, who I love to death.
[Close friends?]	alot
[Like your handwriting?]	Love it
[Care about looks]	Oh yeah.
*LOVE LIFE*
[First crush]	From what grade?!
[First kiss]	Patrick
[Do you believe in love at first sight?]	Depends
[Do you believe in "the one?"]	Yeah
[Are you a tease?]	Ask my exes...not me.
[Too shy to make the first move?]	Not really
*ARE U A*
[Daydreamer]	FUCK YEAH!
[Bitch/Asshole]	When I feel like it
[sarcastic]	Couldn't get through a day without being it
[Angel]	What kind of a question is that?!
[Devil]	....read the answer for "Angel"
[Shy]	Depends on who I'm talking to
[Talkative]	Depends on who I'm around
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Okay, so I lied. There was only one survey. And today I've been reminded on why I shouldn't date friends in my groups. Oh...look. My mother is now obsessing over a picture she had seen of Poppy. Why I share things with her is beyond me...oh, wait, I know. Because she is my mother. Go figure. I still don't know what I'm doing tomorrow...I was supposed to go to see Harry Potter with Shenandoah, Shane and Katie...but that kinda went BOOM(Katie is going with Sarah, Shenandoah is going by herself). I don't even know HOW it went boom. So I'm not really sure but I'm guessing that me and Shane are going to see it together. Yeah...another big group thing turns into me and him alone. Go figure. I'm tired. I'm off.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

Fri, 18 Nov 2005 01:21:02 GMT

We're making secret santa stockings in french. I think I have a good idea on what I'm doing for the person I got. All I need is a neon colored glue thingy ma jigger, and some other pretty sparkly doohickeys. I also need to get some cool stuff that the person will like....THANK GOD I know the person I got. If I didn't...I would die. Me, Shenan and Jewlia all sort of screwed up though. We all know who we each have, and it isn't each other. I wish I had put something a little more than a Twix candy bar, White Chocolate Covered Pretzels and Any color of nail polish on my card though. Like Candles...why couldn't I think of scented candles? Maybe because I wasn't in a good mood and just needed to get something down before I got bitched at for taking too long on figuring out what I wanted. I wanna know what the hell got me so down and depressed over night. Maybe it was last nights dream...which of course I forget most of. Go figure. To top it off...if I could do French, I would have NO homework. Chocolate Coffee....Mmmmm. Yummy! Can't wait for the coffee to come in for French club...I really wanna taste that Snick-A-Doodle stuff that I got. According to Mr. Hall(the librarian) it's REALLY good. I hope it is. I can't stop drinking this chocolate coffee...I should brew a pot of coffee tomorrow morning and take a container to school. I think I developed a taste for coffee. Okay...gotta get off the subject of coffee. This would be so much better if I had Strawberry flavoring to add to it...chocolate strawberry coffee...yummy. Okay...off of coffee...need to think. Screw it. There's nothing else to update on anyways. Signing off...with my coffee. ^_^

Round 2

Fri, 04 Nov 2005 02:48:31 GMT

I just got off the phone with Jewlia...and of course...I tell her that I don't like Coty anymore. Which is a complete and total lie. But I can't stand interfereing with my friends' relationships. Not that Jewlia and Coty are in a relationship...but. Yeah...she likes him...I dunno who he likes...I'm just losted. But I am gonna tell him when he comes in tomorrow...just to let him know that she's gonna ask, and that I do still like him even though she thinks I don't. But...shhh! Dun tell her that. He's only aloud to know...and whoever is reading this. I hate this. I like Coty, Shane, and a piece of me still likes JP. I dunno why I like all those people either. I think I just want someone to be with. Or I just have issues. Speaking of issues...I need to find a Social Topic that is good for school...stupid retards setting limits...

Wow! Look who isn't dead!

Mon, 31 Oct 2005 00:03:06 GMT

Ding dong, I'm not dead. I just keep forgetting to update. Mostly because there's nothing for me to update ON.

I decided that because I don't know the name of the new Art teacher, who I originally called Umbridge, is now being called Frog Woman; not just by me, but by Tim Gilchrest too. Yes, we're on speaking terms again. Mostly because study hall is boring, and he can be nice when he's not horny. Depending on what day you catch him.

I gotted to buy Dazed and Confused yesterday, which made me very happy. I got the special "flashback edition", which has nine deleted scenes and some other cool features. So awesome. It was even better when I bought it. The clerk who sold it to me was cute, and didn't ask me if I was 18 or make me look around for my mummy to buy it. (If you've ever tried buying a movie PG-13 and above at Wal Mart, you have to be 18. Dazed and Confused is rated R. Lucky-ass me to get the nice, tall, hott clerk.)

My October so far: Shane's b-day party at the start of this month, when I decided I like Coty. Then two weeks of nothing. Then Friday I'm walking backwards down the hallway talking to Katie and ShenanDoah, and JP comes out of frickin' NO WHERE, grabs my sides, goes and goes "Rawr!". Me, being the jumpy little whiney thing I am, scream...not one of those little oh my god screams, one of those ear splitting holy shit I'm being eaten alive by zombies and am in imense pain screams. Not to mention that I jumped to the point that if I had claws I would've been able to cling to the ceiling. He kept laughing, I was scared as all hell. I got two hugs off of him because I was almost on the verge of hyperventilating. He still smells good. Yesterday I was supposed to go to Kennywood with a bunch of friends, but that fell completely through. Then today on the way out the door to pick up my dad, I fell flat on my face and almost knocked my teeth out. My mouth was bleeding on the inside to the point that if I spit, I ended up spitting out blood. It was gross. Tomorrow, I have nothing going on. And that has been my October. I also gotted a new black shirt that I love to pieces. I also have a new pair of favorite jeans. Don't ask.

Yeah. That's my updating-ness. That's it. My life is boring. And I'm overweight. Or just having a horrible bloated day. Oi.

Who says the silent ones have problems?

Fri, 23 Sep 2005 00:15:45 GMT

Wheee. So. Yeah. Haven't up dated in a while. Maybe because some days I'm spending six hours begging my parents to sign a waver so I can take a mechanical baby home. Other days I'm watching a kick-ass movie and then fall asleep half an hour into it. But most days I'm stuck up in my room, thinking of friends come and gone, and writing crappy as all hell rough drafts while listening to music that makes me want to watch movies either based in the 70's or straight from the 70's.

So this morning I pissed off my friend, Melody just because I wouldn't put her hair in pig tails for her. She got all whine-y and sigh-y and I just didn't care. If you can't do your own hair by the time your 16, you need HELP. Big help. And I'm sick of bending over backwards and performing tricks for people. Certain people I'll gladly bend over backwards and do tricks for...but I have to like you. Don't get me wrong, I like Mel, but me continueously bending over backwards and putting myself completly last for her sake is getting on my nerves. I listen to everything she has to say, and do whatever she asks me to do, but its time I stopped. She's barely listened to me, and if I ask her to do something she forgets to do it. Normal human flaws, yes, but I dealt with that with Crystal. I'm not doing it again. Sorry, No.

I'm also turning back into the little 9th grade self that I used to be. Quiet, withdrawn and always thinking. Unless around certain friends. Which is now leading to people thinking that I have lots of issues. Plus I'm pretty close to being on first-name basis with the Librarian, Mr. Hall. What can I say...the library is more fun than Lunch and Study Hall.

There's a new art teacher this year, that I just saw today. She reminds me of Professor Umbridge from Harry Potter. She creepy...I honestly don't like her. I begged Mrs. Nickolls to take me into her class again instead of giving me over to the Umbridge freak. Seriously...she fits the perfect description of Professor Umbridge only without curly hair. She's weird.

That's about it.

Why.

Wed, 14 Sep 2005 21:15:14 GMT

Why. A simple word. Yet so complicated when someone looks at you and asks why. But that has nothing to do with this. Actually, no. It does. But...I don't know how to explain. Lea...I know why JP is being the way he is. I just found out today. All of you will know either later on in this entry, or when I figure out how to post entries in school again. They took away my annotation master. But https:// seems to work well...but I can't post using that. And it sucks.

I think I'm depressed. That would explain my "I'm not going online or drawing anything anymore." syndrome. If you know me, then you know that I LOVE to draw and go online. But not lately. And on top of that...when you mention school to me, I sit there and go "I don't fucking care about school, I don't want to go to school, go to fucking hell and leave me the fuck alone." ...of course I say that in my head. Not out loud. Out loud its usually either "Mmmhmmm" "Good" "Why are you talking about it?" or my favorite...the almighty shoulder shrug. Now...shoulder shrugs are supposed to END conversations...not start a sleau of ones that branch from root topics, such as school turning into "Why aren't you eating as much anymore". Anyways...you might be thinking "Isn't that what you always thought about school?" yes, it is.

And there why is again. Rearing it's ugly little head. People in the english language should get rid of Why. Or maybe just get rid of every word known to mankind and start over again with new words. Maybe words that are mean and demeaning will be completely omitted. Except for swear words. Swear words get to stay just because they're fun to say. And fuck happens to be my favorite word, and the one I use the most. Not just because it more vulgar than the rest, but also because it's fun.

Back to the school thing...I don't care about it anymore. Bombing my french final would be an understatement...my french final is a combination of Pearl Harbor, September 11 and the Atomic Bomb on Japan all in one. Yeah. That bad. All because I didn't care enough to study. Earth Science is going good though! My last test I got 100, and a bunch of kids looked at me like I was some sort of mutant. Yeah. It was cool...yet embarrassing. None the less I felt special over it.

So...as of late, I've been getting into arguments over whether Dumbledore is dead or not. I'm sorry...you can't do that curse and fall a few hundred feet without dying. Sorry, no. Anyways...that's about it on my day. Oh! JP cut his hair. I almost cried. Then by the chance of walking slowly while passing him, I find out he has a g/f. That I didn't cry over, though you'd think I would. But no. I cry over his hair, not the fact that I don't have a chance with him anymore. The no more chance thing just made me go "Oh, okay. Whatever, I'm gonna go to the library now and read Speak". Yeah. I have issues. I'm trying to work them out.

Quizes...again.

Wed, 07 Sep 2005 02:08:40 GMT

I don't think you people will get a REAL blog entry that tells you what I'm up to for a long while...so until I feel like updating properly, you're screwed into quizzes.

Take the quiz: "What Kinda Kiss R U?"

Tender Kiss
The tender kiss is the feeling where you can be anywhere and show your feelings.

Take the quiz: "What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)"

Eden
You have eden eyes. Eden is the color of water. Your eyes symbolize your great flexibility. You are a creative person. You can think of many good ways to get your point across to people as you have very good communication abilities. When someone feels down or is hurt, you have the remarkable ability to help them and heal them. If you have too little going on in your life, you may be withdrawn and depressed, timid, manipulative, unreliable, stubborn, or suspicious. Some words to describe you: peaceful, sincere, affectionate, tranquil, intuitive, trustworthy, pure, loyal, healing, and stable.

I wish I really did have that eye color...its so pretty..

Take the quiz: "Which famous movie kiss are you?"

Titanic
You are the Titanic kiss!

Take the quiz: "Which Spice Girl Are You?"

Ginger Spice (Geri)
Hey, youre like ginger!!! youre cool and lots of fun to hang out with. youre the life of the party and you always be yourself no matter what!

...I could've told you that without the quiz...

Take the quiz: "Which Barbie Are You?"

Serial Killer Barbie
You're on the 10 Most Wanted list, and what is funny is the fact that they think your a man. Your cunning and clever, but most of all, you use those disarming good looks to lure your prey. They'll never catch you barbie. They'll never believe it if it was right in front of their face.

I fucking KNEW it!!!!

Take the quiz: "How emo are you?"

Holy Shit Your Emo
Holy shit you actually are emo! Congratulations on not being a poser.

Lookie! I'm an EMO kid!!!

Take the quiz: "Does he like you? Very accurate. For girls only."

70 percent chance
There is a strong chance he likes you. No, a 70 percent is not average at it. In fact, it's a very good result. Everything seems to be in place for him to have a crush on you. Now, use your own judgement to decide from here. Does he turn bright red around you? Does he always seem to be following you around, but never says anything? That's a shy guy. If he's more outgoing... well, that's a bit more obvious. Use your senses, and good luck. I would say for you to go for it. He seems to like you.

I wonder if that's true...I really gotta stop worrying/thinking about it....

Take the quiz: "Which Disney Princess are you most like (with 2 new princesses)"

Pocahontas
You are a free spirit who loves adventure. You adore all animals and have a lot of respects for Mother nature.

Take the quiz: "What Cuss Word Are You?"

Fuck
YOUR A SEX-A-HOLIC!! YOU LOVE SEX. WHETHER YOUR DEPRESSED, HYPER, OR NOT... IT'S ALWAYS IN THE FRONT OF YOUR MIND!

I am Fuck! Hear me roar!...It makes sense considering I say fuck more than any other swear word...

Take the quiz: "What My Chemical Romance Band Member Are YOU!"

Gerard Way
Leader and really cute too! Love You

I love him!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I REALLY, REALLY LOVE HIM!....did you know he has to wear a bullet proof vest on stage now..? Someone threatened to kill him...Poor Gerard...

Reasons why you deny me quizzes.

Thu, 01 Sep 2005 22:49:34 GMT

At your ten year high school reunion... by robbiewriter
Your school name
Your name
Your job will be	Porn star
You will be worth	$640,515
Everyone will think you	Used to have a crush on them

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Just cause I liked the answer.

Your High School Profile by xCheeRxQueeRx

Name

Grade (frosh, soph...)

school

you will be remembered as

ass hole

you will be remembered for being this much slutty: 60%

i think you are a

goth

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What high school stereotype are you? by winkxatme
LJ Username:
Real name:
Fave color:
Stereotype:	Slut
People:	Love you
Because:	You slash your wrists.

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QUIZES!!!!!!!!!!...shaddup.

Thu, 01 Sep 2005 22:18:57 GMT

What Icons are for you?(Thank you for #1!! Please check out my other Memes!!) by ladyallie
Username
Favourite Colour
Sex
Your Love icon is...
Your Sad Icon is...
Your Happy Icon is...
Your Angry Icon is...
Your Food Icon is...
Your Animal Icon is...
Your Random Icon is...
Your Cartoon Icon is...
Your Sexy Icon is...

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What Makes You Sexy? by eva71
Name/NickName
Gender
Sexy Body Part Is	Your Ass
Special Talents Are	Looking Innocent

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What stupid celebrity are you destined to kill? by daydreamer8852
Name
Birthdate
You killed
With a
On	February 26, 2016

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Which Inuyasha character will save you when you go on a homicidal rampage?(Girls only...lovely pics) by Sesshoumaru_Rox
Name:
Age:
Using what:	Myoga's Blood Sucking Powers of Doom
When:	April 25, 2009
Damage cost:	$77,967,611
Who do you want to save you:
Who will save you:
Your reaction:	"GO AWAY! I was just starting to have fun!":hits person over heard with fist, then runs away::(Houstan, we have a problem)

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What does your anime character look like? Girls Only! (Tons of pics!) by Shira_Hoshi
Name:
Age:
Fave Color:
Birthdate:
Your Character:
What you Desire:	Attention

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What do people really think about you? by Raven319
Name
Age
favorite song
Parents think	You're lazy
Strangers think	You're smart
Friends think	You're wonderful

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Did that one come out right? I think I messed up the code. And if it did, What is a Juggalo isn't really my favorite song...I just couldn't think of anything else.

Other than that...PEP RALLY TOMORROW! It's getting me out of an Algebra 2 test that I'm not ready for. GO PEP RALLIES!...I'm never going to ever say that again. Oh...I don't get the privlege of JP hugs. Dunno why either. But he also suddenly has been riding my bus for the past few days. Finally found my friend Shane who's in 9th grade. To picture him...find a picture of Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance with long hair, dye the hair blonde and put a pair of thick black "Emo" glasses on his face...and you got Shane. Oh! My english class is boring. So are the rest of my classes. My Child Care class is fairly amusing. We start with going over a study guide, and end with talking about House of 1,000 Corpses.

GESTURES!

Wed, 31 Aug 2005 01:36:40 GMT

Finally in art class something I can DO! Gesture Drawings!!!! It's AWESOME. ...course I had to wait till Art 3 in Belle Vernon to do them, meanwhile last year in Art 2 we were doing them in the first few days...I still have all my Baldwin ones. Either way, I'm pleased about the gesture drawings, because it means something I know, and something that I can be good at. Or at least somewhat good at. I can do a really nice one with pastels in a minute and a half, but I get really crappy results when I only have a minute...x.X. But that's life.

Nothing else really happened today...ooh! I don't know if anyone reading this knows Melody Popp(I know you don't Lea), but it was funny today in Study Hall. Me and Jess Gessner were talking with JP a little bit, and then Mel comes into the auditorium. Now...JP was within an arms' reach of me...but as soon as Mel came in..he sorta got this look like "Ew...ICKY!" and slinked away. He ended up moving about 5 feet from me and Jess. Remember...Mel is supposed to be my friend...so I'm not supposed to laugh, and please don't see me as a bad person for this...but it took everything in me to not laugh about it. It really did. I tried so hard not to crack up because of JP just sort of...slinking away. And then he told me I might not be getting hugs anymore..but oh well. Life goes on. No reason to cry over spilled milk, right?

Yeah...that's about my day. I've figured out that not alot of people like Melody...and I think it's screwing up my image too, because I'm usually seen with her. I don't wanna abandon her over it...but I really, really don't want to lose friends over her. Specially JP...he may not like me as anything more than a friend, but I really don't wanna loose that too. Plus some of the other people I like hanging out with don't really sit with her and I at lunch anymore. I dunno why...but they don't. And I miss them...all of them. I don't know if I should just...try and act like nothing is going on...or what...Lea...I'm sorry for putting you through this last year.

First Day Back

Tue, 30 Aug 2005 00:39:08 GMT

Gerg. Today was...bad. I had schedule confusion. And then I had to walk into the rain to go to a damn TRAILER outside the school. A TRAILER! Anyways...after the trailer...nothing. And then Study Hall came, and JP is in my study hall, but not with the same teacher, and he NEVER stays in Study Hall...he scurries off to do other things. Like girls. No, I'm kidding. I dunno what he goes to do. But that's not the point. Well...after getting booted from the library, I went on a locker hunt. My locker, to my LARGE dismay, is on the GROUND FLOOR. The floor UNDER the rest of the school. And my eigth period is on the THIRD floor. So if I want to get my stuff after 8th, I need to find a way HOME. Which is another Baldwin experience, only in Belle Vernon. I'm going to kill whoever fucking gave me that locker. I mean it...I will. Which means that I'm going to have to kill my guidence counsler, Mr. Lancas. And everyone else who deals with the schedules. Oh, and lets not forget the "no calculator" rule for my god damn Algebra class! I HAVE ISSUES WITH NUMBERS! THERE'S TOO MANY, AND I END UP GETTING CONFUSED!*yes, for one time only(unless you know me personally..)I'm admitting that I SUCK at math. Adding, Subtracting and Multiplying with WHOLE numbers I can do no problem...beyond that, I'm FUCKED. And call me an idiot if you want, I don't give a shit.* And I don't care what you say about me...I'm mathematically challenged. And I didn't get a JP hug. I wanted one...but didn't get one. *tear*. Oh...my Child Care class...god help us if any of the men reproduce, save one. The one who can reproduce without bringing on the apocolypse with the childs' birth is Shane. The other guys hopefully don't reproduce because if they do...we're all doomed. I'm not joking about that either.

Well...I get home...listen to music...almost blow out my ear drums by complete ACCIDENT trying to listen to Nirvana, and then watch TV. Which brings me here. To my camera problems. My camera doesn't like me tonight. It keeps making me look like shit. Either that, or I just look like shit. Either way, the pictures come out SHITTY. See...this is one of my complain days. Because I'm about to go into a rant about how I end up taking tons of pictures of my friends, and yet no one ever takes a god damn picture of ME. Except Lea...we always took pictures on her camera. But that's not the point. I don't even know my point. ....I sound like my mother.

Zach, Nick and the infamous biter.

Mon, 22 Aug 2005 07:56:34 GMT

Okay. My brother broughtZack Kormick, Nick (floppy fish Nick...he did a back-flip at my old house years ago from a dog collar being attached to his nuts..), some guy and some girl. Well...for some reason they all started fuckin with me. First it was Scott beatin on me, then when I screamed help, Nick and Zack come out to help SCOTT! Not ME, SCOTT! Oh well. Well, Zack is just standin around watchin Scott and Nick try and get a hold of me to put my head in the toilet bowl and flush, but I keep kicking and wriggling around to much, and nick couldn't get a good enough hold on me. So Zack begins to help, and Scott and Nick change places. Nick gets one arm, Zack gets my other arm, and my brother has my legs. I keep wriggling, screaming and fussing about, so it takes them a good 5-10 mins. just to get me in the bathroom. So then another five minutes, and I'm up, screaming and ranting and carrying on trying to get out of the bathroom. Scott ALMOST had my foot in the toilet. ALMOST. Well...after I got out of the death grip of three men, I ran. But just far enough into my living room, to collapse in front of the "french doors" or in other words, the gaping hole in a wall shaped like a door way with two doors attached that seperate the two living rooms. Well...as I;m laying there, Nick decides to come out of NO WHERE and try and jump on me. Needless to say, he missed. Not by much...but enough. I moved out of the way just in time for him to jump up, smack into the couch and flip over it onto the floor. Then Zach comes out, I'm laughing, Nick is laughing, and Zack just kinda wants to know what the hell just happened. So we tell him, and this ensues him to laugh. Well, Nick gets up, comes over to give me a hug to call a truce, but grabs my wrist. Sorry...if you're gonna try and fool me into falling on the ground...make sure you're smart about it. So I say no, slam his ass on the ground, and then go and sit down.

Then...I did something to Nick that got both him and Zach comin after me. So I jump around the place, trying to avoid them...but there's two on one. Which isn't fair, now is it? No...it's not. Well...I'm standing at one of end of the couch, Nick is at the other, so I figure hey, why not? I reach out, and push the couch RIGHT into Nick. Now...the couch only comes up to his crotch. Imagine the PAIN he was in...I pushed the couch as hard and fast as I could. So now Zack is laughing, I'm smiling, and Nick is in PAIN. Nick looks to Zach weakly and goes "Get her!!!" I look at Zack, he looks at me then back to Nick and goes "HELL NO!". I laugh again. Nick, regaining feeling in his nut sack, comes over and smacks me! Not hard...one of those playful smacks. So I take his ass down. After a few minutes, he gives up. So I get up, sit down in a chair and watch TV. Nick and Zack go sit out in the kitchen with everyone else.

Ten, Twenty minutes later I go out in kitchen, pass Zack and steal his covetted Ozzfest hat. Scott, Nick, and Zack are now after me. I realize that I'm in trouble. Big trouble. So I do the only thing I can do...grab my shoes and run upstairs. Half way up the stairs Zack grabs my leg...I drop my shoes, get free and run into my room. Zack chases me. We end up in a mini wrestling match in my bed room, ending with Zack's one leg stuck under me, and Zack holding my one arm. So I cut a deal with him...I keep the hat until he leaves. So he agrees, gets up, and helps me up. He goes downstairs, and on my way down, I see that my shoes are missing. Yipee. After a while of "I don't fucking care where my god damn shoes are!" I find out that they're in the dish washer. The DISH WASHER. Of ALL PLACES! And they turned it ON! Go figure. So I take my shoes out of the dish washer, put them in the tub and go to my room. When my mum asks where Zack's hat is. So I say I dunno, then go in my room and put it between my dresser and the wall. Nick and Zack then come up, and start tearing my room apart. But not after getting kicked around a bit, and nick sitting on me to keep me from getting up. So now, I'm trapped under Nick, watching Zack tear my dresser drawers to SHREDS looking for his hat. After a minute, I get free, run downstairs and out side, only to get trapped by Nick and Zack once more. I don't know how they did it...but they caught me again. So they take me back into the house, my hair is a complete and total wreck, and I make them wait at the bottom of the stairs while I pull it back. So...I then proceed to try and run after I get it pulled back. I get as far as the french doors (I cut through the kitchen) before they get me again. So now...Nick is sitting on me, Zach is tickling me to find out where the hat is, so I give up the location. Zack goes up, takes a few minutes, comes back down and says that it's not there, calls me a liar, and starts to tickle me again. This time I wiggle free and get as far as the bathroom(if you've ever been to my house, it's only about 5 feet from the couch to the bathroom) before they get me again. Then they decide to do a swirly. Again. Well...we get in the bathroom, the door manages to get closed and the lights are out. I, once more, wiggle free in the bathroom but have no where to go. I slip and fall, Nick grabs my hair and screws it up again. I scream, Nick lets go, and I start smacking at him. He starts saying "OW! OW THAT HURTS! OWWW!! STOOPPP ITTT!!!" so my response, of course, is "DON'T---*smack on the arm and legs*---TOUCH---*smack on the arm and legs*--MY HAIR---*more smacks on the arms and legs*---WHEN I JUST---*even more smacking *--FIXED IT!"When the last two words were said, I smacked at him as hard as I could. Then him and Zack manage to get me in their grasp again, and towards the toilet. I start freaking cause I wanna wear the jeans I have on right now tomorrow. Go figure. So I start kicking at Zack who has my legs, trying to bite Nick, I put my foot out at the toilet to stop them from getting me near it, I'm doing everything that I can to get them off of me. Eventually, I begins to work. So I get free once more, go upstairs tp my room to check on Zack's hat and see if he really has it or not, and find out that he does. So I run downstairs, see Zack, scream "YOU LIAR! YOU HAD IT THE WHOLE TIME!!!!" Put my hand on his throat and knock him backwards outta his chair and onto his back. Then I get up, and step on his chest and shoulder before Nick pulls me off and lands me on the ground. Zack moves in front of me, I grab him and pin him against the wall(he was sitting down..). Nick comes over, grabs my hand and then I bite his hand. Really hard...I heard something go POP and then I released his hand from my mouth as soon as I heard it. I felt so bad...I looked a Nick's hand and told him to stop pulling it away from me and started applying pressure to the vein that went POP. I really honestly felt bad for him. Well...I got up...Zack got up...I left the room feeling really bad for Nick and his hand/vein, and heard someone laugh and go "So you had the hat the entire time we were fighting with her?!" And Zack laughed and goes "Yeah". So...they all decide to go down to Wal Mart and hang out for a little. Zack, of course, is the last one to leave. He gives my mum a hug, pats me on the head and goes bye before I look at him and say "Meanie!" which lands me a much wanted Zack hug. ^_^. Go me. Well...after they all leave, I call the number my brother called from (turning out to be Zack's cell phone) and tell Zack to Nick I said sorry and he can get me back the next time he sees me. Which brings me to this update right now. Yeah...now I'm tired...and have to clean up my room tomorrow because of Zack and his hat search. Well...yeah. Night!!!

Er...

Mon, 15 Aug 2005 06:29:32 GMT

Yeah...havent been on that much...in a nut shell...we have 1 cent to my father's name...don't ask about that...I missed Kennywood Juggalo Day...and there's nothing else for me to update on. Oh yeah...my hair is getting curly again. ^_^. I actually MISSED my curly hair.Yeah...dunno why. There was a quiz thing I wanted to load into here...but I don't think I'm gonna get the same result. And I couldn't see the picture for it either. Watch it be a different answer...

Someone PLEASE tell me who the hell that person is...and if its male...please let it be male...

OH! I FORGOT!
My neighbor's kid, Markie, is gonne get hurt by my brother. Why? Because this past Wednesday, he shot my arm, hand, stomach and back with a B.B. Gun...probably other places, but I don't know if it hit or not...when I got up to hit him, I didn't really pay attention to the little metal balls(don't make that into something sick...) hitting me. Though I didn't get any good hits in. Well...after me running around the trailer...ALOT...trying to avoid Markie and the god damn pellets, he went inside and decided to lay in on my mum. He told her that my dad told him that she was no good in bed. That one just made me laugh. Really, it did. Well, the next day he decided to ask for the punching bag on our front porch. Yeah...he should've known it would've been a no. My dad says that he wants an apology out of Markie before he even thinks of giving him the bag..even though Markie won't give one. One that he means, anyways. Well, I just told my brother...he's gonna kill Markie. I dunno. I just wish my mum would leave my hair ALONE. And not call me a lesbian when I don't let her touch it. My mum's weird...I wish I could order a new one from a catalogue. But one that wasn't so...weird.

(Insert something really cool here.)

Mon, 01 Aug 2005 03:49:37 GMT

Okay...I know it looks like I haven't updated in a LONG time...but the last time I tried to update it got deleted. I hit update, and then the connnection was lost not long after. I lost the entire entry...go figure. Lets see....last sunday I got my hair straighteded...which looks kinda good...when it decides not wave...I got a straightening iron for that, but it doesn't work too well for too long, and it tends to make my hair go poof, leaving me with the result of lookin like an american version of Hermione from Harry Potter. Not too good if you're actually trying to tame your hair. Oh well.

Well, shortly after straightening it Lea came to visit on Wednesday. We sat around for about an hour or so, before deciding to walk down to Wal Mart. It was funny when we actually got there, mostly because Lea had no idea that we were there already and got utterly confused. I think she got confused cause we walked to it, instead of driving to it, and from the side we walked down on, there were no signs that it was an actual Wal Mart. Well, after we got there she was about to go into the store when I told her that we should just go down to Lowe's and look at the kitchens before going in, considering that we could go into Wal Mart at any time of the night or day that we wanted. Well...our trip to Lowe's had nothing to do with inside of the store. It had everything to do with what was outside, in a little sandwhich booth thing, trying to close up shop. Me and my hidden agendas. Either way...I got to see JP again. I gotted to play with his hair too. It was awesome. Well, after Lea photo raping my butt, me getting another picture of JP(go me!!!!!!!^_^), then me giving JP a piece of gum and him giving it back(...but not before almost dropping it on the ground...I'm too clumsy for my own good...), Lea, once more, Photo Raping me(but this time it was me and JP hugging...I can never seem satisfied enough with just ONE hug from him). Finally, me and her left JP...who was going to Wal Mart also, so we ended up following him and I felt like a stalker. I mean it, I really did. And then, after getting Lea her bottle of nail polish, me and her wound up in the CD section...where, of course, JP was(this entry seemed to turn into a big thing with JP, huh..?). So he calls me a stalker. Go figure. Well, after feeble attempts from me to find...aww crap...I forget what I was originally looking for, but in the end I ended up making a feeble attempt at finding My Chemical Romance's Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge. I should have probably realized that i would never, ever find MCR at a Wal Mart. That would just be...against the natural order of things if I did. After the CD section Fiasco, me and Lea played with Cameras, and I'm proud and yet disappointed in myself to say to Lea that...er...some of those pictures are still on the cameras. I forgot which one I used and didn't delete the pictures to before setting it down. Go figure. Sorry!(she's gonna kill me now..)ah...and then we found the bouncy balls. Not the little ones either....the huge ass ones that are hard to catch. Make no mistake though...we eventually found the little ones. That time was highly amusing, cause I had found a purple smarkly ball that she wanted, and then I decided that I wanted a blue one...then a green one...then the only red one at the very top of the rack. So we stood there, for a good bit of time by the way, trying to knock this one red ball out of place so that I could have it. Originally we ended up with an "Incredibles"(pretend I said that with a really big, booming super hero voice) ball falling out, and then a "Shrek"(also pretend that I used the accent that Mike Myers used for the voice of Shrek) ball and then we decided to use Shrek for getting the red ball. After a moments of Shrek-ness, we got the ball, paid for some bright orange nail polish for Lea, the two balls, and went home. But of course...I had to tie my shoe and I managed to forget that balls tend to roll down hills, slants, and basically just around, even if it is in a bag. So I almost lost my poor ball, lucky Lea was there though, cause she saved it. ^_^. Well...not much else after that, other than the fact that I discovered that my camera has NO memory card. Heh. Lea then went home on Thursday...much disappointment. I liked having her around...;_;.

Friday I got a bottle of red nail polish AND HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE!!...Saturday I baby-sat for my neighbor, Keith, who, incidentally, is leaving Missy. I got a measly ten bucks from it, considering that I had been watching the kids from about 8 or 9 AM to about 7 PM. Only a buck and hour...I should've asked for a twenty....especially noting that Keith Jr. wouldn't stop giving me lip about EVERYTHING. Oh well.

So..I got Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince friday, at 7 PM. Put it down at 8:30pm to go to Wal Mart...picked it up again at around 11 PM....read from then till around 2 AM...slept...woke up...and read it non-stop on Saturday, and I just finished it Saturday night at 3:30, 4 o'clock in the morning. Pretty good considering I only had it for like...1 day and eight and a half/nine hours. I wasd miffed that it was so SHORT though. And how FAST it moved. I cried though...when the person died. Like...not as soon as he died...but when characters were sitting in basic denial about it going "No, (BLANK) can't be.." I was in tears. I just couldn't stop crying. It was pitiful. I did stop though, when I finally read the last page and closed the book. An awesome book. And considering my reaction to just the written words...I don't think I'd be able to sit through the movie without crying. It just wouldn't work. I know better. The final scenes with the person I'd be sitting in the theatre with a box of Tissues and crying my eyes out cause I know it'd be the end of them. The 5th one though...I think that would be worse, watching Sirius die in the movie. Well...maybe they;d be the same. Who knows. But whoever says it'll make a good movie...I'll shoot. I think I may end up shooting JK for killing off this particular person...and for making the book so damn SHORT!!! That isn't FAIR! Making me think that the books will get thicker, with more details than the previous ones, and then letting down with this one. Watch, the next one will be just one page and it'll say "Harry Potter died looking for the last y94d47s(decipher that for yourself)." Go figure. Haha. Not much else to say. Sorry for the never-ending rants.

Chicken

Thu, 21 Jul 2005 22:34:04 GMT

...I just realized that I have nothing to update on...

Pretty Nail--July 10, 2005 to July 14, 2005.

Thu, 14 Jul 2005 22:25:38 GMT

My poor little pretty nail. It's been around for a few days...but I never noticed it until yesterday. And today...it broke. ..my poor nail. *cries*

Okay...I think my empty can of Orange Soda is trying to pull some exorcist shit on me...cause it keeps trying to rotate on its own. I swear...I've seen this can try to turn around twice now. And everytime I notice it moving, it's always in the same place it was before. It's really freaking me out here. Maybe I lost my mind...okay, not maybe. That's probably a really, really big possibility here.

Not much else to say other than that I need to get a life. The computer is getting really boring. And I keep wasting good clothes on stupid days like today...when there's nothing to do, and no where to go. I really wanna go skating on Saturday...but I don't think that's gonna happen. And I need to con my mum into picking Lea up...I don't think her mum would want to drive her down.

I JUST SAW THE CAN MOVE AGAIN! I KNOW I DID! I WAS STARING DIRECTLY AT IT, AND IT MOVED!!!...I think it moves so easily cause there's a little water puddle under it from the condesation, but that doesn't explain why it doesn't slide around...it only goes forward, then back. I dunno...I think I'm crazy.

I'm ending this now. Peace and Chicken Grease.

Would anyone want to bang you? by phobia
Name:
Favorite Food:
Wants to Bang you:
This many times:	56

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