Sunday, December 26, 2004

My problem

Who wants to hear about my life? Huh anyone? Well I'm gonna say what I've been meaning to say for a long time. I am in love and I'm confused,worried,happy,sad,and fucking scared right now. Loki has a dangerous life and there is nothing I can do to help her. Everyday I sit in my room thinking "I hope she's ok." I know she can handle herself in a fight but I worry. If I was there I would try to help her get through the best I can and try to comfort her after what just happened but all I can do is write. If she was in a hospital bed hooked up to a breather dieing slowly all I can do is sit here worry my ass off and just try and imagine what happened while I click clear off pop ups. I am confused and nobody can help me. I have never been in love until I met Loki and I'm as close to 100% sure about that as I possibly can be but there is always that sliver of doubt that overcomes me from time to time. The worst part is my family can never know about it. All they would do is judge and make fun of me. They can never know about what is happening or 1 of 3 things will happen. 1 I will never get a chance to see Loki or 2 make fun of me for being in love or 3 they will make me take counciling. Not many people have my kind of problem. I'm sort of like a worried parent while their child is in a war. All I can do is write to her and worry if she's ok 24/7. If your reading this Loki you know how much I worry about you sometimes and I don't want you to get upset about that. I know every word I write in this you get more and more anxious about summer and your mind gets more cluttered. All that I'm asking is for you to do is be careful sometimes. I know your true to your word and will most likely go to the "new years eve party" and you should know what I'm talking about when I say that. Next time you get a chance please come online because I really want to talk to you about something.

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

Im starting a new project

O.k. I'll just give the highlights of my day. Loki drew my this AMAZING picture of a dragon and gave me it as an early christmas present! ^.^ and......Yeah thats pretty much the only interesting thing. I knew I had to repay her somehow so I begged and begged her to let me buy her a present. She finally (not happily) said it was ok but only if it wasn't that big. I looked around a couple stores while my mom went christmas shopping. I couldn't find anything so I'm planing on writing her a letter and a christmas card and writing her something. I don't exactly know what to write about yet but I might have some ideas. I'm gonna try to keep the sappy-ness to a minimum but no guarentees. I'm gonna work on it for a couple weeks and do as many drafts as I can and spend as much time as possible on it. (whatever it is)

Sunday, December 05, 2004

another sappy entry

Some friends beat each other up for the fun of it, some open up to each other, some play video games together, some just like the same band, some don't have anything in common other than they like to talk to each other. There are many diffrent kinds and degrees of friendship. Some you just say hi to as you pass them in the hall while others you talk to for hours on end. Some you dont talk much about your thoughts, only about if you saw the newest episode of simpsons and others you talk about your thoughts about life. Everybody needs a friend they can go to for help or talk to about who's dating who or talk about the news. No matter what kinda friend they are they mean something to you. Some friends you would loan a dollar once in a while and others you would take a bullet for. Everybody needs at least one friend. Some people live their whole life alone saying they are happy about their solitude but on the inside they are sad and lonely. Some kids have 20 friends while others have only 1 or 2. But the kid with only a couple friends could be more happy than the one with 20 because it doesn't matter how many friends you have its the quality of friends thats important. The kid thats really popular has so many friends he can't keep track and focus on building relatinships with their friends because there are so many while the unpopular person has friends that will defend them and always be there for them. It's like that old saying quality over quantity. I have friends that I goof off with, friends I write storys with, friends that help me with homework, friends I express inner thoughts with, and some friends have grown beyond just normal friendship. SUPER FRIENDSHIP DO DO DOOO! Just kidding. I don't exactly have soo many friends that I dont remember their names but I have a few of every kind and each one is as insane as the next and thats what counts. Everybody needs friends and without them many people would be lonley and depressed all their life. I have a couple friends that get into fights (if they're reading this you know who you are) slapping each other, throwing each others books, poking each other in the ribs, arguing about some random topic telling each other to shut up untill I have to step in and tell them both to shut up. But soon after its all over and they swear they're never talking again they just go back to being the best of friends. That is a great display of friendship in a way. Even after constant fighting they are still great friends and don't let much come between them. In fact one of them was threating me thinking I was taking their place. But soon we were all jumping around singing Lifes Gonna Suck When You Grow Up. So don't let little things come in between your friendship with someone. Just try to deal with it and go back to being friends. Just because you have a fight over what movie you want to see doesn't mean you should never talk to each other again.

Part 2:The Devious Plot

This is part 2 of the mini series the Dangers of Peanut Butter and Strangers mini series part of the collection Insanity at its Finest. This is a actual conversation in a chat room i made and is edited in no way except for the spacing and the amount of exclamation marks. These are actual people and please dont attempt any of these stunts at home. And now we return to where we last left off.....

trupaokl: *lights chipmunks on fire*
kyael_san: dead chipmunks? WTF?!?!?!
electric_pretty_kitty: -beats him with an overcooked muffin-
electric_pretty_kitty: SHUT UP
trupaokl: *kicks him into well to muffin hell*
kyael_san: mmm muffins, *eats the muffin*
trupaokl: ummmmm those arent muffins...........
kyael_san: it needs something... *whips out some cream cheese*
electric_pretty_kitty: no you cant eat that muffin!
trupaokl: tats your foot................
electric_pretty_kitty: DONT YO UKNOW WUT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU??!!!electric_pretty_kitty: hobbets will crawl out of your ass!
kyael_san: thats not my foot, n I dun care muffin good
electric_pretty_kitty: look theres one already!
kyael_san: good I can be their god now!
trupaokl: no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
electric_pretty_kitty: THE HAVE
electric_pretty_kitty: N
electric_pretty_kitty: NO GOD
trupaokl: ATTACK FROTO!
electric_pretty_kitty: THE FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED
electric_pretty_kitty: FROTO MUST DIE!
kyael_san: *orders his hobbit army to attack them*
trupaokl: ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
kyael_san: now what do I need to eat for flying monkeys? I need air troops...
trupaokl: *turkey tapes mouth shut* HA!
kyael_san: *eats through the turkey tape*
kyael_san: mmm turkey
trupaokl: *summons giant flamming jello monster*
kyael_san: ...momy
electric_pretty_kitty: *throws a lemon pogo stick at everyone*
trupaokl: *jello man eats him* VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
electric_pretty_kitty: NOW YOU ALL NEED TO GIVE ME MONEY
kyael_san: *holds up a cd* don't make me post these pics of you 2 on the internet!
trupaokl: hey i was drunk!
trupaokl: and she was just kinda there..........
electric_pretty_kitty: NO
electric_pretty_kitty: not the pix from that halloween party?
trupaokl: yes the halloween party........................
kyael_san: uh huh, the holloween party
electric_pretty_kitty: OH GOD!
kyael_san: I got it recorded of your little 'adventure' in the closet together
electric_pretty_kitty: hey i got the ring back to mordor!
electric_pretty_kitty: SO DHUT UP
electric_pretty_kitty: SHUT UP**
electric_pretty_kitty: YOU BE QUIET
electric_pretty_kitty: I GOT THE RING BACK DAMM IT
kyael_san: bet it would make agood porno, I might even get rich offa it
electric_pretty_kitty: O.o
trupaokl: yeah right shes got such small..............fingers
kyael_san: lolkyael_san: soem people have freaky fetishes these days
kyael_san: some^
trupaokl: u could title it rain detecting boobs gone wild!
electric_pretty_kitty: O.O
kyael_san: or "little man in the big mound"
electric_pretty_kitty: or how about
trupaokl: hey tat wasnt me tat was my uncle covered in radishes!
trupaokl: O.O
electric_pretty_kitty: O.o
kyael_san: O.o
electric_pretty_kitty: >.<
kyael_san: try me
trupaokl: she'll do it i just know it.........
electric_pretty_kitty: ill do it with my bare hands...
kyael_san: let her
electric_pretty_kitty: buuut
kyael_san: I think yer blufffin
electric_pretty_kitty: you would get to happy about that
electric_pretty_kitty: *wips out a bat with nails in it*
trupaokl: oh tat works to
kyael_san: oh yea? well I got a.. a whip!! ha! *pulls out a leather whip* dont make me use the chains too
trupaokl: O.O r u coming on to her or sumn?
trupaokl: wrong move v.v
electric_pretty_kitty: chains exsite me...HAHAHA -beats his balls with the bat of death-kyael_san: shhhh shes not supposed to know
kyael_san: *has a titanium cup*
electric_pretty_kitty: you just came up with that
electric_pretty_kitty: ohh
electric_pretty_kitty: ...
trupaokl: *wips out big magnet*
electric_pretty_kitty: no
electric_pretty_kitty: i got a better idea
electric_pretty_kitty: HEEHEEHEE
electric_pretty_kitty: ^.^
kyael_san: *whips her across the her rear end*
trupaokl: ELECTRICITY!!?
electric_pretty_kitty: shhhhh
kyael_san: if I can fart lightning bolts do you think electricity will hurt me?electric_pretty_kitty: weelll lets seee what we have here
electric_pretty_kitty: nut..titanium
electric_pretty_kitty: electricity?
electric_pretty_kitty: ....
trupaokl: in the right place yes most likely
kyael_san: electricity no hurt me, I can manipulate and absorb it
trupaokl: but can u absorb peanut butter
kyael_san: who says it wont just... never mind, go for it
kyael_san: peanut butter... I can eat that
electric_pretty_kitty: kyael san you have no face
kyael_san: yush I do
electric_pretty_kitty: you dont
electric_pretty_kitty: AND SOON YOU SHALL HAVE NO BALLS!
kyael_san: umm sorry, they'r stayin with me
electric_pretty_kitty: if you have any...
trupaokl: wait............
trupaokl: just what i was thinking
kyael_san: oh I do I can show you too
kyael_san: in the bed room, whadya say?
trupaokl: *rips off pants* I KNEW IT THEIR JUST GLOF BALLS!
trupaokl: *golf*
electric_pretty_kitty: XD
kyael_san: *has boxers on*
electric_pretty_kitty: LITTLE BOXERS!
electric_pretty_kitty: XD
kyael_san: betcha theyr to big for you
trupaokl: MWHUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
electric_pretty_kitty: uuuuh...yeah i dont have any balls
electric_pretty_kitty: they proubley are?
kyael_san: golf balls are better than Mr.Marbles there *points to trupaolk*
kyael_san: trupaokl^
trupaokl: HEY! *turns around and puts beach balls in pants* whos the man now?electric_pretty_kitty: either both suckj
electric_pretty_kitty: each other
trupaokl: only on tuesdays
electric_pretty_kitty: so u admitt it
kyael_san: I dont suck, only much carpet thursdays for $5
trupaokl: who said hes a guy?
trupaokl: *rips off pants+boxers*trupaokl: see hes a she!

BUH BUH BUUUUUUUUH! Is kyael_san really a girl? Will electric_pretty_kitty get her paws on kyael_sans balls? Will trupaokl and kyael_san really become gay lovers? Stay tuned and find out in part 3 of the Dangers of Peanut Butter and Strangers mini series coming to Lemming Man Theater soon!

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Part 1:Midgets and peanut butter dont mix

This is a conversation I had with some friends on Yahoo messenger. I was a little stranger than usual and hyper. Trupaokl is me, electric_pretty_kitty is my friend Amber, Arykoneko is my friend Taka, and Kyael_san is still a new friend of mine and this is the way I wanted to welcome him to my circle of insane friends. This is going to be a three part thing and I'll put the next part up each day. And I know we have bad spelling and make no sense what-so-ever sometimes but try to follow along. I have not edited this conversation in anyway except for the spacing and the text at the very top and bottom of this entry.

trupaokl: LOOK FUZZ!
electric_pretty_kitty: ok what do you want this time
arykoneko: -blinks-
electric_pretty_kitty: i told you i aint got the stuff
kyael_san: O.o
electric_pretty_kitty: >.>
electric_pretty_kitty: O.o
electric_pretty_kitty: o.o
trupaokl: hey i told u to bring it to the peir
electric_pretty_kitty: i know but
trupaokl: i waited a freakin hour!
electric_pretty_kitty: that migdet was squiggly!
electric_pretty_kitty: AND SLIPPERY
trupaokl: the cops almost caught me cause tat damn midget!
electric_pretty_kitty: and you know that much peanut butter can not be good
kyael_san: ... what is this about?
arykoneko: -blinks- h00ba jigga wha?
electric_pretty_kitty: his poor ass
kyael_san: -is lost-
electric_pretty_kitty: BOB will never be the same!
trupaokl: yeah i know im still diggin outta my ears v.v
arykoneko: -hides in the corner- o.o....
electric_pretty_kitty: that poor dog
kyael_san: >.<
electric_pretty_kitty: have peanut butter in your ass?
trupaokl: what u want in on this or sumn kyael?
kyael_san:, sorry I just hate bein called bob
electric_pretty_kitty: welll bob is a dog
electric_pretty_kitty: in the vet
electric_pretty_kitty: because of too much peanut butter
electric_pretty_kitty: and bees
trupaokl: yeah i shoulda bought creamy
kyael_san: thats my grampas name and some people cal me bob.. makes me feel old
electric_pretty_kitty: bees with rabiees
Yahoo! Messenger: arykoneko has left the conference.
trupaokl: guess she didnt want in on the "big one"
electric_pretty_kitty: i know
electric_pretty_kitty: we should do something about here
trupaokl: next time we need a gallon of jelly
electric_pretty_kitty: her*
electric_pretty_kitty: nice and slippery
trupaokl: and some clowns.................
electric_pretty_kitty: but what about the midget?
trupaokl: just give him some makeup
electric_pretty_kitty: the goods have to stay cool in side the midget
electric_pretty_kitty: he cant wear make up--
electric_pretty_kitty: maybe we should talk about this in front of...
electric_pretty_kitty: it...
kyael_san: ... this is interesting n all, but sooo soo sick
trupaokl: ok hide it in the peanut butter and when he has his "fun".....................
trupaokl: yeah we really shouldnt
electric_pretty_kitty: i mean we already said to much
trupaokl: well u know what we have to do
trupaokl: *takes out pepper grinder*
electric_pretty_kitty: ill get the pixie stix
electric_pretty_kitty: *takes out a pixie stix and a rubber duckie*
trupaokl: ok u might feel a little discomfort *takes out peanut butter* but it will be over quick
electric_pretty_kitty: okay 'it" cant remember a thing
electric_pretty_kitty: you got the raccoon?
trupaokl: damn it!
trupaokl: guess well improvise.....
trupaokl: *takes gooses outta pocket*
electric_pretty_kitty: okay that will hurt a little more though
kyael_san: people are wierd
electric_pretty_kitty: SHUT UP YOU@
electric_pretty_kitty: !!
electric_pretty_kitty: GET HIM!
trupaokl: ok the saftey word is bananana fo fanna
kyael_san: *hides*
electric_pretty_kitty: hehehehehe
trupaokl: MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!
trupaokl: *prepares the peanut butter* u get his pants!
electric_pretty_kitty: -does horible unspeakable things with a rubber duckie-electric_pretty_kitty: -to his ass-
electric_pretty_kitty: XD
trupaokl: *puts peanut butter on pants and feeds them to the gooses*
electric_pretty_kitty: do you think he can still remmeber?
electric_pretty_kitty: maybe you should get the nails
electric_pretty_kitty: and the golf balls
trupaokl: i knew i shoulda got extra crunchy
electric_pretty_kitty: YOU DAMM FOOOL
trupaokl: ok ill get the tennis balls
electric_pretty_kitty: NOT HARD ENUFF
kyael_san: wtf?!?!
electric_pretty_kitty: GET SOME BASKET BALLS!
electric_pretty_kitty: KYAEL
electric_pretty_kitty: we arent gonna hurt you
electric_pretty_kitty: just do some uuuuuh
electric_pretty_kitty: experiments
trupaokl: they wont sell blenders to minors v.v
electric_pretty_kitty: yes
electric_pretty_kitty: experiments
electric_pretty_kitty: >.>
electric_pretty_kitty: just sit still
electric_pretty_kitty: its for uhh nature!!
trupaokl: *takes out probe*yes very still.......
electric_pretty_kitty: nature needs your help!
kyael_san: time for psycho powers usageness! * shoots lightning outta his ass and farts at the same time, making an explosion*
trupaokl: yes or else earth will fall apart!
electric_pretty_kitty: now sit..this is only gonna hurt for like a secound
trupaokl: WTF!
electric_pretty_kitty: but damm
electric_pretty_kitty: wtf is going on!
electric_pretty_kitty: TO MANY FRITOS!
trupaokl: *uses midget as sheild*
kyael_san: let it fall apart, * runs for the hills*
trupaokl: get him tim! *sick midget with peanut butter on him*
electric_pretty_kitty: GO PICKACHUU
trupaokl: *sicks*
electric_pretty_kitty: I CHOOOOOOOOOOSE YOU
electric_pretty_kitty: PIKA PIKAAAAAAAA
electric_pretty_kitty: CHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUU
electric_pretty_kitty: hehe i felt like doing that
trupaokl: *pikachu starts humping starmie*
kyael_san: *opens a can of beans* Don't make me use this!!!
electric_pretty_kitty: OH GOD!
electric_pretty_kitty: -back off-
electric_pretty_kitty: how does he know
electric_pretty_kitty: about the..the beans?
trupaokl: the beans O.O
trupaokl: put down the beans.....
kyael_san: NEVER!!!
trupaokl: u dont know what kinda power your messing with
kyael_san: sure I do
electric_pretty_kitty: -gets to her knees-
electric_pretty_kitty: WHYYY@
electric_pretty_kitty: !!
electric_pretty_kitty: god!
trupaokl: just put them down......
kyael_san: why should I?
electric_pretty_kitty: -wips out a bottle of taco sauce and throws it at kyael-electric_pretty_kitty: TAKE THAT
electric_pretty_kitty: i knew it was a good idea to hold that around
kyael_san: IT BURNSSS!!! MY EYES!!!! *falls to his knees stil holding the beans*
trupaokl: yeah and psychiatrists said it was just cause u worship it tat u carry it around
trupaokl: but it has its uses
electric_pretty_kitty: runs to him throwing dead chipmunks on his face-
electric_pretty_kitty: now he will die!

What will happen next! Will Kyael_san be killed by dead chipmunks? Will Trupaokl find a way to get rid of the doomsday beans that have now been unleashed on this world? What will happen to the midget and his peanut butter! Find out on the next installment of the Dangers of Peanut Butter and Strangers mini series which is part of the When Insanity Collides series brought to you by Mountain Dew. Mountain Dew! Number one choice of soda among mental patients!

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

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I would like to give credit to Amber, Loki and Taka who helped me out and gave me inspiration for this project.

Monday, November 29, 2004

Boring journal entry

Well since I havent made a journal entry for awhile i guess Ill tell you bout the last couple days. On thanksgiving I quickly ate some ham and mashed potatoes and dashed to my room. The relatives were coming over any minute and I knew I had to find a way to avoid my little cousins. I sat in my room reading for a couple hours while I heard nothing but screaming, running, crying, and the X-men theme song on full blast. Finally when the chaos subsided the first thing I did was go to check on the playstation and luckily my sis distracted them enough they never got a chance to touch it. On friday, which was International Sinkie day for you uneducated people, I just sat around all day chatting and stuff. But then when i read Loki's blog I was shocked at what I read. I just froze there thinking. I walked to my room and layed looking at the ceiling thinking deeply. I then got back online a little later and talked to Loki for a bit and asked her about what I read and had some inspiration and wrote about who judges our lives. I don't want to say exactly how she inspired me but when she read it she said that "No yahoo can show how Im feeling right now" I didn't know that it would have such an effect but it really made me feel great that she liked it so much. I was just so glad we could be so open to each other. Saturday I went to help at the Kung Fu garage sale. There weren't that many people that came in. We gave away some books a couple T.V.s and a doll or 2 but I don't thing we made much. The people that came to help just sat around reading kung fu magazines and talking. We had a couple arguments about honor on the street because my way of thinking is if someone attacks you do whatever you can to get them on the ground so my first action would be kick them in the groin. Another guy who used to be a fencer said that if you do that the other people attacking you would just fight harder knowing that you would make such a cheap shot. We then talked about anime, made some opinions about what we read in the kung fu magzines and ordered some pizza. I then oredered some Escrima sticks from the catalog and went home. The rest of my weekend and monday were just boring as usual and for some reason I can't get back to writing my storys. Anybody got some advice for writers block?

Saturday, November 27, 2004

There is no escape.....

Everybody has their problems wether it be school, chores, money, love, or trying to decide right from wrong. Everybodys problems are unique and everybody has their own way of deeling with them. Some people smoke, drink, or do other drugs to get away from their problems. Others run, eat, watch T.V., read a book, meditate, write, to try and keep their mind off problems. But in the end, no matter what you do, there is no easy way getting away from your problems. There is only one good, and healthy, way to get over your problems. And that is to suck it up and deal with! Don't turn into a drug addict or gain 30 pounds or rot your brain just because theres a little speed bump in life! Do the best you can to deal with your problems and get on with life! Just because you have a "big math test" doesn't mean you should eat a tub of rocky road ice cream! Just because your girlfriend left you doesn't mean you should become a drug addict and die a horrible painful death by lung cancer! Just because your parents split up doesn't mean you have to learn the name of every character on pokemon! And don't start smoking tobacco and say "I'm not avoiding life im just taking a little break from it." Your just making it harder on yourself because when you get off your high or pokemon is over or you finish your book or you eat the last gallon of ice cream your problems are still there. Your just prolonging the inevitable and making it harder to deal with your problems be putting it off. If some hills in life are a little bit steeper or higher than others just get put your good pair of mountain climbing shoes and start climbing and the sooner you start the faster you will be over with it and you can get on with life. Not all problems last forever but not everyone has the time to wait for someone else to build a tunnel through the hill. Everybody is dying of a disease and you only have a little time to live. That disease is life. Everyone is dying right now. If you knew you only had a week to live would you just sit on your ass watching T.V.! Well everytime you put off studying or mope around or just run around in circles or getting high your just wasting perecious time! What I'm trying to say (and I swear this is the last time I'm gonna say it) GET OFF YOUR ASS, SUCK IT UP YOU BIG BABY, AND GET IT OVER WITH ALREADY!

(This is not directed towards anyone person in general but towards everyone who is living or at least undead)

Friday, November 26, 2004

Who is the head judge who decides how we live our lives?

People judge each other many diffrent ways. How we dress,how we act,how we talk,where we're born. These are not proper basis on how to treat our fellow man. Everybody lives their life one way or another. The decisions we make, make up who we become. If someone gets caught up in a buisness and devotes their life to it they become hard working but aren't much of a people person. Someone who lives their life at home reading books gains knowledge, but not experience, of the outside world. Every decision you make can and will shape the kind of person you are. That is why in life you are your own judge. People around you may have their diffrent opinons about you but that is NOT what matters. It's what kinda person that you are that is what is really important. People get in fights to prove themselves, to protect the ones they love, to try to gain respect so that the world may look up to them and see them for who they really are. It is not the fighter that kills his enemy that deserves respect, it is the one that spares the others life that we should respect. The kind of person that knows the value of human life and can accept a person for who they are and get past the bad qualitys is who we should look up to. If someone bumps into you and makes you drop your books, they are the ones you should pity, and the person that runs over and helps you pick up your books, is truly a great person. You may hate and dispise a person but you must pity them at the same time for the poor choices they have made in life that have made them that way. But of course theres always a yin for every yang. Theres at least some good or bad in everybody. Someone that cheats, steals, and lies may find someone dying on the street and help save their life while someone that has done nothing but give to the community, always helps out, and has never told a single lie in their life may one day find them selves standing over a dead body and covered in blood. So remember that it is the choices that you make in life,there may not exactly be a right or wrong answer to every decision in life but every decision you make will effect you some how wether it be good or bad. Other peoples opinions are nothing but opinions and do not shape who you really are.

My inpiration for this was Loki. I hope it helps those who read this in one way or another.

Thursday, November 25, 2004

The REAL Thanksgiving and why america is screwed up

Everyone thinks that Thanksgiving is a day of feast and thanks for the things we have. But why exactly did the indians help the pilgrims out? I mean we were killing their people and stealing their land, its not like they said "Welcome to our neighborhood! We brought you a 100 pounds of food as a welcome gift. Oh and can you please stop trying to erase us from existence?". You can tell the history books are trying to cover something up. Thats why I am going to tell you what really happened. This information was given to me by a very reliable source (the little voices in my head) and it is all at least 99.99999999 true. It all started when the pilgrims of course landed on plimoth rock, which in backwards flesrouykcufog means 'this is what fucked up our society'. The ship and its crew was not sent out to find a new land to get away from the pressure of taxes and find freedom but it was really nothing but a party boat that got lost while the crew had a month long party. The entire ship was full of tea bags, rum bottles, pilgrim pantys, and gum in the steering wheel. All they could do was sit and wait till they crashed on land. Finally months later when they got to america of course the whole crew was extremely stoned and thought it was India and called the natives indians. After running out of food (of course they still had enough beer to get a pod of whales drunk) they went to the natives for help so they could survive the winter, the indians of coursed refused to help. But soon the indians (who origanaly called them selves onisac) hatched a plan to get back their land and kill the pilgrims by using their biggest weakness, partys. They of coursed pretended to lighten up to the pilgrims and taught them a few basic ways to survive. How to fertilize the soil, hunt, cook, among other things. Finally it was time to put their plan into action. They put together a huge feast and invited the pilgrims. They of course showed up half an hour late and went straight to eating. The indians plan was to get the pilgrims so full that they couldn't run away then kill them on the spot. But they underestimated the pilgrims and they ate the indians out of house and home. They ate and ate and didn't show signs of slowing down. Days later the feast was finally finished but by that time the indians had gave up and left. Luckily the pilgrims got their heads together, that is after they ran out of beer, and used what little knowledge the indians gave them to help survive the winter and build a society. Since then the indians have been plotting a way to take back America a diffrent way, by building casinos and using our need to gamble and party to raise money to buy back America while us Americans party, eat, and get drunk.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

The impossible has happened......

No this is not another introduction to one of my ideas for a book (hmmmmmm.....*scribbles something down*). Something amazing and utterly unthinkable has happened. No the universe is not collapsing,or theres global peace,or donkeys have learned to walk upright and say the alphabet backwards, i mean the most impossible thing happened last night. Something no one would ever even think was possible or happen in a million years. I asked a girl out.....and she said yes!!!!!!!And not just any girl, THE MARSHNOS QUEEN!!!!!!^.^ At first I never really planned on asking this soon since we have never met in real life and aren't untill this summer but it kinda slipped out. We were chatting online and she said that when she does come to longview her 3 brothers had to come with her. And I suggested that we dump them off at the highlander and we could go to the mall or see a movie or something. Right when I was hitting enter I thought to myself "OH SHIT! NO DON'T SAY THAT YOU MORON!" but it was too late. I was in complete shock. I banged my head on the desk thinking "NO YOU MORON WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT!" Then a self beating,a cold shower,and a few minutes of utter confusion and worry later she said yes. I just about fell off my chair. I had never asked a girl out before (except one time but she quickly said no) and she actually said yes! A direct quote from me is "I'm as giddy as a school girl!" I have no idea why I said that, I guess the utter shock made me temporarily insane. I then said good night and walked to my bedroom as calmly as possible so as not to make my parents supicious and ask questions (if they did it would be a horrible merciless torture for months to come) and then calmly closed my door and exploded. I was jumping up and down,I was dancing, and screaming "I CANT BELIEVE THAT JUST HAPPENED!" I know it wont be untill summer that we see each other but I guess it took the pressure and anticipation off a little wondering how she would respond off me. I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE SHE ACTUALLY SAID YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^.^ *calms self down* O.K. now to think of a way to ditch the brothers. Anybody got any suggestions?

Saturday, November 20, 2004

Is life a game of skill or chance?

I was just watching the movie Bookies and got to thinking is life a bunch of random events that you have to go through and just and pray that your lucky enough to get out on top? Or is everything in life in a predetermined pattern that can be figured out? Well lets take a simple flip of a coin for instance. Everybodys flipped a coin if you cant decide on something. Like if your going to have a mountain dew or dr. pepper,or study for a big math test or just play video games,or even if your going to go out with someone or not. That one coin can send you down many diffrent paths. Sort of like that saying that a butterfly in china can start a chain of events that lead up to a tornado in america. If that coin lands on heads and you decide to drink the dr. pepper instead of a mountain dew your life can completely change. In some wierd accident a screw could have fallen into the dr. pepper,you drink it,nearly choke,sue the company,get rich,live a happy life in beverly hills and live on nothing but dr. pepper for the rest of your life. Or you could drink the mountain dew,get hyper,trip,land on a knife,bleed to death and die. Some people could say that life is nothing but a pattern and once you figure it out you can lead a happy life. But of course it is one tough pattern to figure out because at any given time millions of things could possibly happen. You could be sitting at your desk listening to a song you just downloaded on the internet. At that very point in time many things could happen. The FBI could raid your house and fine you 100,000 for illegal file swaping,you chair could suddenly break,your batterys go out,your headphones break,a meteor hits your house,some random killer could decided to break into your house and club you to death with a sausage (sorry I always try and make my entry at least a little funny),you can just never tell whats going to happen next because theres so many things that can happen and never be predicted. This is my next idea for a mini series. A coin that lets you see the possible out comes of your life. When it is flipped you must make a decision and live through your life and when you die you can return to that very moment where you flipped the coin and make a diffrent decision and live through your life again and see what really would have happened if you made a diffrent decision. The coin can only be used once and in the end you must decide how you want to have lived your life. But would this take all the fun out of life knowing whats going to happen next and always knowing what the right answer to every decision is? Or would it just be more fun knowing how to always come out on top?

Monday, November 15, 2004


Ok I'm gonna try and make up for that sappy entry last time so heres something completely random. I have 2 ideas for short stories. The first I thought of in english today when I was thinking that imaginary friends should be able to vote then suddenly for no reason I thought what if all imaginary friends be came real and decided to take over the world? Ok not exactly a solid idea (that and I think I'll try and stop thinking of random things taking over the world) but I'm most likely gonna do something along those lines. Another idea I was thinking of was a reality show like The Real World with The Grim Reaper (who is actually a girl),a hippie , a 90 year old ninja, a alien obsessed with burnt toast, a lemming that wants to run for president, and an apple. They then have to live in trailer park for 3 months with nothing to eat but spam. (and if for some reason that you can't tell I just had sugar)

Saturday, November 13, 2004

my thoughts about love

I have noticed something that greatly seperated humans from other animals. We have changed the meaning of love. Originally love was ment for 2 people to find each other,mate,have children,then it starts over. But now people have love less sex and sex less love. Now people have changed love to something more. There are many ways to display love. Showering them with gifts,hugging,kissing,sex, but of course anyone can give someone a gift or hug (well it might be awkward hugging some random guy on the street) so its really hard to show true love. The way I see it theres only one way to truely show that you care about someone. And that is to always be there. Always be there and try and comfort each in times of need. Love is a tricky thing to try and find. You cant go looking for love because the harder you look people are only going to take advantage of you but you can't just sit around and hope it falls in your lap on a silver platter. Because of how hard it is to find true love the ones that have truely are the lucky one.

Friday, November 12, 2004

update/diary entry

I have created diffrent blogs for my diffrent storys so that my pages are more organized. My friend amber just created a short story about me that you might want to check out at her page. She decided since I was putting her in my story she would make a story about me so go ahead and check it out. I'm currently woking on my new story Were-dracu-stein-reaper. Since I did lemmings versus penguins awhile ago you can see how I've improved sorta. It actually took me less time to make w.d.s.t.r. than it did LVP and its alot longer. Well anyway time to quit advertising my storys and get to the blog entry. Yesterday my sister and I watched Final Destination 1 and 2. It really kinda gets you thinking that you could die at anytime in some sorta wierd way. Like when the news van eplodes causing the barb wire fence to fly at some guy and cut him up like a pizza. See when I die, I don't want to just die in my sleep. I want it to be some insane accident like getting hit by a meteor the size of a golf ball or getting mauled by a rabbit or something else that people thought was impossible untill it actually happens. No that I'm saying I want to die its just I want it to be one of those deaths that really make people think. Shifting gears a little bit here, I dont get people who commit suicide because their boyfriend or girlfriend left them. I mean what a stupid reason to die. Its like when the cops keep some guy from jumping they ask "Why did you try and kill yourself?" and he says "Well my girlfriend turned out to be a cheap whore so I decided theres no reason to live" "Come on thats no reason to kill your self theres plenty of other whores out there for you! You just gotta know where to look." I mean its just plain stupid. If your girlfriend or boyfriend decides to leave you its their choice and theres no reason to get mad. The only real reason to be mad when you break up is if it turns out the other persons been cheating on you and you find out. But if they actually tell you their cheating on you then break up and at least stay friends. Ok enough of my ranting im gonna go watch some saturday morning cartoons. And yes I still watch cartoons. My motto is you have to act like a kid while you still are a kid. Also I believe in the saying your as old as you feel so that means Im gonna be trick or treating untill the day I die!
(update: I forgot its friday *smacks head* Whenever I have a extra day off school I think its saturday. But im still gonna watch cartoons!)

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

First entry (and me with out my marshmallows)

Well first entry i guess so ill start off with a plee for help. If anybody is reading this I need help writting a letter to this girl that I like. Long story short she lived near me,we were friends,she moved to a diffrent state,we are really good friends and I call her sometimes and she calls me we chat online that kinda stuff. Ok I have no idea what to write. I was thinking maybe a poem or my random thoughts that are running through my mind. If anybody has any suggestions go ahead and contact me. Well anyway to the diary part i guess. Today just a boring day. In gym i got pelted with volleyballs in dogeball,i had a test in english i think i flunked,my gym teacher called the class boners,and i had the same song stuck in my head for 2 weeks. DAMN YOU BANANA PHONE! But at least one of my friends said he'd buy my some marshmallows and I ordered a band hoody. My nicknames lemming!!! WHOOHOO! (sorry if i sound kinda strange im deprived of marshmallows)