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Friends of Shatteredangel
| eight. | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by allthethingsyouhate | |
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countless sorrows countless lives and countless morrows countless days, yes countless nights countless heartches countless flights countless people all forgotten countless hearts turned to rotten countless memoirs and countless words countless scars, yes countless hurts countless mistakes countless falls. countless grey moons countless nothings countless people out there wishing and countless people that are not living. countless others no one knew, yes countless pictures no one drew countless drops of water dripping countless pages so unforgiving countless shoes countless cravings countless whores and countless waiting countless people feeling lonely, yes countless moments we pass unknowing countless shouts for something more countless times they long to score sometimes i can.t handle it all. i feel like i.m missing out on so much. |
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| 367 hit(s) | (23 comments) | smash it up baby |
| volleyball | October 27th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by bullboy | |
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the year 11s have put a team in the rainbow comp this year. the 'hot shots'. we have abbey, nadia, joe, pondy, spew, benny and me in the team. and as much as nadia doesn't like to think it, we have a damn strong team. we were on a winning streak, starting the year off with 2-0, but last night we got taken down. i wouldn't of minded anyother time, cuz i only play for a good time and i love the sport. buuut we got beaten by the 'originals' the most hated team in the comp. they are fuckers with a capital F. we came close in the last 2 sets. we were 3 points off and then 5 points off in the last set. bit of a bugger that we couldn't win at least one set. joe was off. i don't know what was up but it didn't seem like the big man really wanted to be there. usually he has a pair of the safest hands on the team, but last night he just didn't get into it. pitty. there is this one guy on the 'originals' and they call him sparrow. he once played state volleyball or sumthing, but that was many many moons ago. he thinks he is a big man cuz he can spike it down hard on ppl (girls mainly). last night i was at the net and he jumped up to spike it so i blocked his shot and i fucked him up good. the ball came back with all his force and hit him square in the face. i call the shot 'fuck you bitch'. hope he hurt for a bit after it. mother fucker. we do have a strong team and i have a feeling that we might do a bit of alright for the rest of the year. the other day at school we set the alarm on the 'smart board'. it kinda sounds like the school's fire alarm...and we turned the volume up really really loud...and then left class. mr cook was packing up his books after the bell and the alarm starting going off. ha! he didn't know wat to do. he ran out the room and stood in the quadangle and was yelling at everybody to go out on the oval (where u are meant to go when there is a fire). all the kids new it wasn't, so they kept walking...haha! mr cook was like "ok guys lets go to the oval...quick...HEY! don't go to class! can't u hear the alarm??...don't ignor me!....come on, quick!!!" hahaha. fuck it was a pisser. when he found out what we had done he got a little bit upstairs and made us write lines lol. was talking to mrs petschel the other day. just having a general chat about things. we got on to the topic of suicide. (i was telling her about when rebecca rang up the other night and was saying she was going to kill her self...i asked what i should do if she did it again) anyways...so we were talking about suicide and then she told a story about her when she was younger. i thought i should write it down, cuz it just blew my mind.... she had a best mate in high school. they both planned to be teachers after they finished and do everything together. then mrs p decided that she wanted in on law. so she went her own way. she came to see her mate one weekend and found her hanging in the garage. she said looking back on it now it must have been funny if sumone was watching her react to it. i could kinda see the funny side...in a sick kinda way. anyways...so mrs p said after she gave up trying to help her mate she read the suicide note. and it kinda blamed her for not being a teacher with her mate. now that would fuck up the most strongest of ppl. anyways...last year mrs p gets a letter in the mail. it's from her old mates mum. it said that the husband had just passed away and that the suicide wasn't her fault at all. the father had been touching the daughter for ages and she just wanted out...and the parents thought it would be best if no one knew...so they made up a pretend suicide note. how fucked is that?? i think it was the first time i swore...like said 'fuck' in front of mrs p. i was shocked to say the least. who does that?? on a much lighter note i wanna talk about flozz. :) i was at work tonight annnnd my boss was looking after a little 10year old girl for the night. so in the end...for about 45mins or so i entertained her. i took the wrath of her making fun of me...i got told that i'm a loser and i look like i have head butted a tree....yeah...lowest point of my life, getting picked on by a 10 year old. lol. but i did notice one thing...she was cool and really cute. and in a way she reminded me heaps of the was me and flozz are together. i don't mean that i'm in to flozz cuz she is like a little kid and i dig little kids...i'm just saying that flozz is really really cute and the games me and her play with each other are alot like ones u do with kids. and i think it is the bee's knees! flozz is swimming round in my head all the time now days. she was meant to cum up this weekend, but her old man didn't let her. i'm not real sure where i stand with her old man. don't know if he is too happy with one of his little girls dating. lol. all i'm saying is..too bad. it's not going to stop me. there is one thing that blows my mind with flozz. it makes me see that there were a few things with rebecca that i never really liked that much. the best eg i can cum up with is this- i will tell flozz (mucking around) that i don't like her anymore...and she will answer with 'i don't care...i still want you, and thats that.' with rebecca i would say that and she would say 'fine...' and wait for me to say sorry or what eva. the way flozz does that shows me that she really wants me. i am a big believer that little things make a shitload of the big things. u always have to start off small before u can get big. me and flozz have a crap load of little things...like 'in' things. only me and her understand them. and i like it that way. she really makes me happy...like not just happy...but really glad and gives me that extra spark that i thought i had lost. she is special to me...words can't express how much. i best be off...i'm gunna start to try to write more in this again. |
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| 521 hit(s) | (3 comments) | drop me a line- |
| dearest rach | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by suicidalscars | |
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Feeling: tortured
there are no words to describe how worried and sick i feel right now. everything that could go wrong is running through my head at the highest velocity possible. i cant help but think that if you're hurt then it's my fault. horrible things wont stop harassing my eyes; your father doing something again, you hurting yourself to the point of no return, someone else harming you. its becoming unbearable. i dont know what i would do if i lost you, my dearest dearest rachael. i love you so much; you have absolutely no idea how much i care for you. i feel like we're connected somehow. like we were meant to met and help each other. these minutes wont go by quick enough so that i can run home and get on msn to hopefully see you on there and be reassured that you, my darling rachael, my sister, my better half, are ok. i would be dead without you. i cannot stand the thought of losing you. i cant bear to even think of that because i fear that i will break down and cry until i cant cry anymore. i cant lose you, too. no, not you. you're too important to me. i've already lost someone important to me, but they aren't nearly as important to you. i'm praying to a false god that i've never believed in that nothing is wrong and that you're just in one of those moods where you say things that you dont mean. oh my god rachael, im dying right now not knowing whats going on with you. i swear that i would do anything to help you! i would sell drugs, i would steal, i would sell myself to drunk men on the streets, i would kill to help you and make sure that you were ok. if you need to get away from there, i will work anyway possible until i have enough money to fly you over here, just to make sure that you are safe and ok. i would die for you rachael. i love you so much. god, i hope that you are ok. . .please tell me that you are ok and that nothing has happened to you. please, just leave me at least one word telling me that you're ok. please, oh god, please let you be ok. . . i love you more than any words can say chelsea |
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| 620 hit(s) | (1 comments) | otep saves |
| I hope I'll get over it somehow | December 12th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by candylipz | |
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Listening to: Slow Down-The Academy Is
Feeling: hopeful
I' suppose to be having fun for my senior year. And fun is what i'll have without anything to worry about. I guess we aren't really meant to be, Q. And DramaKing is so last summer. haha! Let's leave each other's backs alone from now on. Because its stupid having to act as if you're just a friend to me. Sometimes I just want to blurt it all out and ask what's the matter with you?!?!?! But I still want to live. And I'm not that desperate enough. Thanks. I got it all out now. |
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| 188 hit(s) | (1 comments) | ahh...bite me... |
| ...it's my birthday... | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by saveyourself55 | |
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Listening to: the.starting.line-best.of.me
Feeling: optimistic
my 18th birthday is today! [leo's are rad ♥.] |
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| 162 hit(s) | (8 comments) | ♥ |
| ongoing entry... the end | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by donut | |
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Listening to: always something different
Feeling: belligerent
left click on the second link where you are prompted with: You can download Un Chien Andalou here or (here). blah. xxxxx hello. i forgot to bring it in, but i was gonna put my new poem up here today. it was the poem i wrote for my little sister's homework (don't tell). it involves a table, a chair and a blue pear. just be a little patient, ok? later, my faithful subjects... xxxxx hello mr. egg mayo. may i take your order? so, like, i was, like, talking to, like, my sister and, like, couldn't help but, like, notice how much she, like, uses the word 'like', like, totally, like, unnecesarily and randomly as, like, every other, like, word. and then it dawned upon me. 'like' isn't actually even a real word. it was created by the polish in a failed attempt to dominate the earth. more on that whenever i uncover the whole truth (hopefully soon)... i have a question. being 16 (legally allowed to have sex), does it make me a paedophile if i am attracted to someone whose age is 14 (not legally allowed to have sex)? several people seem to think i am a paedophile for this reason, whereas i firmly believe that age is just a number and is thusly completely irrelevant. anybody seen the film yet? un chien andalou? what do ya think? as much as i love boring all of you groovy people with my babble about the surreal, paedophilia and polish conspiracies, i must now leave as i am not using my computer at home, 'tis one belonging to the local library and my time is almost expired. later. xxxxx hello. tonight i am a guide for the open evening at my school. boring? yes. do i intend to make it un-boring? even more yes!! i am supposed to tell all of the prospective parents that the school is good, blah blah blah... i intend to let them know the truth about the evilness of the headmistress. but it's all in the name of good clean fun... on the up-side, despite the fact that tonight will inevitably be a living hell, i will still see my allegedly 'paedophilic' crush. she's doing a little performance thing for drama, for which i've seen most of the production, like discussions and such as i usually help out with drama stuff after school these days. i need a job. i need to buy cannibis, a set of drums, tattoos, cigarettes, clothes, books, cds, dvds, a playstation, a handheld console, candy, food, a phone, et cetera et cetera. these are things i could live without (except food) but i want 'em and if you got a problem-O with it, then fuck you. goodbye. |
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| 489 hit(s) | (0 comments) | Z? |
| hey all | February 23rd, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by irishbabygrl05 | |
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Listening to: none
Feeling: torn
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| 254 hit(s) | (5 comments) | Leave it! |
| what is with it | August 23rd, 2005 @ 12:00am |
| by drina | |
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Listening to: ll rob- summer nights
Feeling: abnormal
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| 108 hit(s) | (4 comments) | Drop the bomb |
| Walk through the door... | May 2nd, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by shes2cute2care | |
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It's not a dream and he's certainly not going to walk through the door any time soon. I miss him. Rob opted for the familiar. I wonder how long his need will last and how quickly he'll move onto someone new. I miss him too. No. I miss the way he made me feel. I guess I've finally gotten up the courage to move on and pick my life up. I'm now a beauty representative and actually enjoying it. And I got set up with Kwinton. The nice, shy boy who can't wait to see me again before I'm even gone. Sigh. |
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| 231 hit(s) | (1 comments) | Hands |
| October 25th, 2006 @ 12:00am | |
| by takethisbreath | |
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I'm trying to be so positive, but I can barely hold myself up. Oh God please help me. |
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| 96 hit(s) | (0 comments) | [breakdown] |
| straightedge | March 24th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by stfu | |
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| 324 hit(s) | (2 comments) | STFU |
| Holy fuck, she's 15. | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by firestormx | |
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Listening to: As I Lay Dying - Forever
Feeling: alive
Completed writing: 4:20am Words: 4.5k Average reading time (At 250 words/minute): 18 Minutes Okay, so it's been almost two fuckin' months. I figure, when people start boycotting my diary, I should start updating, eh? Alright, it is currently 11:00pm. I have to leave for my 'family reunion' in 12 hours. And you know it takes me like 5 hours to get dressed, shower, do my hair, put on my makeup, choose a suitable outfit, grab my book and borrowed CD player, and hop in the car! And since I can't wake up from my sleep without at least 6 hours of sleep, I'm simply not going to sleep tonight. Fortunately, before I started writing, I noticed there was some coffee still in the pot upstairs, which means I can make my special coffee mix! Fill the cup half way up with cream, a quarter with coffee, and the rest with sugar. It still tastes really bitter, but at least I can take a sip, and not spit it out. Oh! Oh! Speaking of spitting liquid out, I had a cavity filled this week, and my mouth got numbed, so whenever I would drink something, it'd all come flowing out. Man I love being numb! If anyone works at, or near a veterinary clinic, STEAL ME SOME NUMBING NEEDLES! Anyway my last entry was about me turning 15. (I'm still getting happy birthdays from people...YOU PEOPLE ARE TWO MONTHS LATE!...But you're awesome anyway.) Today Deanna turns 15. And yes, it was a coincidence that I decided to write this entry today. So yeah, two birthday entries in a row. FUCKIN' BLAH! I'm writing this entry in word, 'cause apparently I'm horrible at spelling stuff. Well, apparently I suck at sentence structure too, as those FUCKING ANOYING GREEN LINES are showing me. I'm gonna look through the options to see if I can turn it off. *three seconds later* holy fuck! Word has macros! I never knew that! Awesome! Holy crap, word has so many uber-1337 features! I never looked through ALL the menu options before! Holy crap, I have so much respect for MS Word, now that I've looked through the options. Hot diggity, I got rid of that fuckin' green line. =) Okay, so anyway, it's Deanna's birthday. All she wants are CDs for her birthday. I think that's awesome! But now I'm starting to think it was one of those weird, "I meant something different than what I actually said" kind of things, that girls apparently do. Therefore, I shall go to the...*shudder* mall tomorrow. (I'm so good at doing this stuff, eh? Waiting 'till the day after her birthday to buy her something) By mall, I mean wallmart. Because apparently everything is cheap, and the quality is crap. Cheap products + crappy quality = birthday girl appreciating the quality of my 20+ CDs! Nah, I'm not that stupid. But it's not going to be fun. When I walk into a store, I know exactly what I want, and I should know where I have to go to buy that item, within 20 seconds, or I start to panic, and run out the door screaming. So, wtf am I going to buy? I have no clue. But I'm going to be using the money I owe Mike to buy it. XD I've got a big bag of those "berries" candies for her. It was 5 bucks at Costco, so I just HAD to buy it! But then, I figured it was probably all hard and stale, so then I got the bright idea: "I know! I'll just give it to Deanna! This bag could easily look like it's worth 10 bucks!" Therefore, she gets a bag of candy. For the record, I bought another bag of it too, and if you eat the whole bag, without sleeping, you WILL get sick. Okay, it's past midnight now, so I won't bore you people with this. So instead, I'm going to talk about *looks at notes on what to write about* Holy fuck, I haven't written in two months, and I've barely got anything to write about. Let's see, first, click these two links: My site Just click it because I'm cool. You can close the window once you're done staring in awe. (Even though my friend designed the site...I just coded it...So you can't really see the part that I made) EMO DIARY DUDE, SOMEONE MADE A DIARY CALLED "emo"! Some of you might remember (I doubt any of you will) that a while ago, I wrote that there was no diary named "emo" in one of my other entries, so someone went and made a diary called emo! Read the first entry, just 'cause it makes me feel special. Okay, enough with the links. Back to the CDs, they're so awesome! For me anyway. With 20+ CDs, I'm listening to all these old songs I used to listen to. All the chicks start yellin' all the hot babes Throw their bras and their shirts and their panties on stage So like every single night they pick a fight with me But when we fight it's kinda like sibling rivalry Because they're back on stage the next night with me "Dude I just think your trying to steal the light from me" Yesterday Kuniva tried to pull a knife on me Coz I told him Jessica Alba is my wife-to-be This rockstar shit is the life for me And all the other guys just despise me because Wow, then there's all these old Eminem songs I used to listen to, and just...WOW, LINKIN PARK! Hmmm, what else *tries to look through the CDs without knocking them all down* -The Used -Tupac -Three Days Grace -Evanescence -Billy Talent -Swollen Members -Kittie (I swear, the screamer sounds like a guy) -Story of the Year -DMX -Breaking Benjamin -D12 -Papa Roach Man, my storage hard drive died...Holy crap, back in March! Anyway, now it's corrupted, and I can't even figure out how to format it. (I've given up on saving the information) All my music was on that hard drive. I've kept all the music I've had, for the past couple of years, on that hard drive. Ever since it corrupted, all I've really downloaded was screamo. Lots and lots of screamo. (And some emo with screaming) Stop sleepin' on the roof, bitch! Sorry, I'm gonna be quoting random stuff from the music now. Oh! I'll bet you guys want to know why I haven't updated in 2 months, right? No?! =O Oh well, I'll tell you anyway. As most of you know, I've been doing math 'till June 15th, then I've been working on other sites for people, and playing games...Lots and lots of playing. Fuckin' games are so addictive. I got half way through Killzone in one day. (Played about 14 hours straight) Fuckin' games. I hate them so much. So yeah, Math, Sites, and those Fucking Games. Damn, D12 world is such an awesome album. Know what's cool? Some lady from my church is a fuckin' PhD in PHYSICS from FUCKING OXFORD! A PhD in PHYSICS from OXFORD! She's really quiet, and timid, and looks kind of twitchy...Kind of like she's had a nervous breakdown, or something. It'd be so cool to be like that! I want to burn out some day. I'll have kids like me going "Wow, you're so cool", and I'll teach them all this awesome stuff, like in anime, where this old guy, who everyone thinks is useless, turns out to be a genius, and trains some random kid to save the village. Speaking of old stuff, I've got a book on C from 1988! It's from Microsoft! It's so awesome. My youth leader from church gave me a TON of old computer books. Most of them are un-returned library books. He's so cool. XD I want to teach my Sunday school class sometime. It'd be awesome. And I'll be just like him. He's funny, he invited me over to his house once, and we listened to some underoath (Him and Kayla are the only people I know who like screaming...Oh, and Lyndsey (I spelt it right!) likes it too, I think) then out of no where, he's like "I want a Popsicle", so we walked over to the store, and bought a Popsicle. On the way back, some kid rode his bike by, and was singing Brittany Spears, or something, and Dan (Youth leader) was like "What the fuck was with that kid?! Oh, sorry about swearing. You swear right?" "Yeah" "Yeah, that's right, I saw it in your MSN name" (He added me to MSN) "Heh" "Yeah...I cried all night when I saw that." So funny. And if I'm talking to fast it just means you're listening to slow And if you listen a little faster maybe you'll catch up, Bitch Jew Ja Jaw Jaw Da Dun Jew Ja You just made me mess up, Bitch Bleeb Blab Blah Blah Blah Blah It don't matter, I'm just blabbering Like you understand what I'm saying Anyway I'm just traveling In one ear and I'm out the other You're so fuckin drunk all you hear is the Beat da beat I hate people who just listen to the beat. It's the rapping that's important! I don't see why people would like instrumentals. They're so...Blah! Acapellas are awesome, but "music" is boring. That's why I like rap, and screamo. All the effort is put into the vocals. Of course, the lyrics have to be enjoyable, which means that most rap sucks. But meh, there is good rap out there. Like Eminem/D12, Sage Francis, Tupac, some DMX, KJ-52, etc. Remember, music about drugs and violence are much better than music about sex. And music that sounds good without any of the above (KJ-52? Linkin Park? (LP is cool, 'cause it's rapping AND a bit of screaming. w00t!)) I hate "mainstream" rap, so fuckin' much. (By mainstream, I mean pretty much anything that's not Eminem.) If you think about it, Eminem is pretty much the only rapper I know, who isn't constantly bragging about parties, how much money he has, how be "straight ballin'", or how he's so much better than everyone else. (For the record, I'm referring to Eminem's older stuff...His newest album is just so...Fucked up now.) I love his attitude, he's like "Yeah, I don't give a fuck what I say about myself, in fact, I think I'll start insultin' myself right now! - Wait! Did you just insult my daughter? I'm gonna FUCKING KILL YOU!" So awesome. And he's AMAZING at putting lyrics together. It's just that his newest album's topics for the lyrics are so fucked up. Like, look at this: Hickory Dickory Dirk Diggler Look at me work wizardry with these words Am I a jerk or just jerk chicken Or Chicka chicka chicka chicka jer jer jerkin the chain 22 jerks and a jerk circle Or is it a circle jerk or wait a minute What am I sayin, allow me to run it back and rewind it Or Either before, during or after peforming the act of that which Is normally referred to have such, more commonly known phrases That are more used by today's kids In a more derogatory way but Who's to say, what's fair to say, and what not to say? Let's ask Dr. Dre Dr. Dre? (What up?) I gotta question if I may? (Yeah) Is it gay to play Putt-Putt golf with a friend (Yeah) And watch his butt-butt when he tees off? (Yeah) But, ut! I ain't done yet In football the quarterback yells out hutt-hutt While he reaches in another grown man's ass Grabs on his nuts but just what if It was never meant it was just an accident But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in His teeny tiny little round hiney but he didn't mean it But his little weenie flinched just a little bit And I don't mean to go in into any more details but What if he pictured it as a females butt? Is that gay? I just need to clear things up Til then i'll just walk around with a manly strut It flows together SO FUCKING AMAZINGLY! But it's SO FUCKING MESSED UP! Fortunately, I can fall back to something like Tupac. His lyrics are amazing, but he's (usually) got a decent topic for his lyrics. Well, sort of decent. It's better than "ass like that". A lot of what he says (up here in Canada anyway) is irrelevant now. If I knew Tupac in real life, I'd get SO FUCKING ANOYED with him talking about it being so hard being black. It'd be like an emo kid. XD "Nigga, kids are gettin' gunned down every day by drug dealers. *takes a puff of the blunt* I just wish there was some way I can stop all this useless violence." "...Argh! I'd slap you, if I wasn't scared you'd shoot me!" But that's about the only annoying part about Tupac. The rest of him is AWESOME! He was smart (in a creative way, not a logical way) and he was really nice to most people, but will still get offensive towards people who offend him, and stuff...And the best part...HE GOT SHOT IN THE FUCKING HEAD! (Among other places.) He got shot 5 times (once in the head), and he just gets up, and goes to smoke some weed. I wanna get shot in the head with something powerful when I die. 12 gauge at point-blank to the temple. Angled up a bit. I'd go flying like HL2. It's be so awesome. I also want to get shot WITHOUT dying, just 'cause it's cool to get shot. But anyway, you've got Tupac, vs the new Eminem, and...Ya' know what? You don't care, do you? If you cared, you'd be listening to these artists yourself, and wouldn't need me to tell you this. So let's go back to what I should buy Deanna. I was thinking an escalade, but Dani thinks that's a bad idea, and apparently Walmart doesn't sell them. They don't sell Mercedes, Lamborghini's, or BMWs either. Blah. I want to get some big, black SUV when I get rich. But me a kick-ass, government-looking suit, some awesome sunglasses, tint the windows fully black, then drive of into traffic. Then I'll just lean out the window and yell "GET OUT OF MY WAY, OR I'LL SHOOT YA'!" That'd be so awesome. Odds are, I'll need a cheaper car, before I can afford a nice SUV, so I want to get one of those old Hondas, or Toyotas. You know, the really square, small-looking ones? The ones that look like they're 500 bucks? They're so awesome eh? Some people think people will laugh at them if they drive those. I have a solution for them. Simply get some Porche stickers, and put them on your bumper or something, then tell all your friends "Yup, Porche pays me 500k to have those stickers there." Square cars are so awesome. I want an NSX. I'm running out of things to say, so I'm going to tell you everything I can remember about the past two months. Let's see...Two days ago I tried to do a backflip onto my trampoline, from the metal bar around the trampoline. (You know, the metal thing that all the springs are attached to, that attach to the trampoline mat?) I can do a backflip without much of a spring from the trampoline, so I wanted to see if I would be able to do it on the ground. So I tried it. Okay, I jumped up, started to bring my legs up over my head, stated to curl up...Right about then, I came straight down on my head, and my head curled into my chest (With a very loud "CRAAAACK", I might add) then my legs kept going over my head, and swung my body backwards, thus unfolding my face out of my chest, and burning it along the trampoline. And that is why I am paralysed, and have a rub-burnt nose. The moral of this story, is, that if you're going to do a backflip, do it off your snow fort, not your trampoline. Alright, that was your amusement. Now you must read through my past two weeks. (Or you could just skip it, I guess...Just remember, this is a DIARY, I have to tell about what I did these past two weeks) I've been sending e-mails back and forth with Angela, so she knows all about this...Actually, I'll just copy and paste (and edit) my e-mails to her. Okay, Deanna's little sisters came over to Matt's house, while I was at his house two Fridays ago (Deanna was at her uncle's house), and so I played on the trampoline with them all night. Apparently they had fun. I didn't. They beat me up, and called me "fat baby", and were showing off all their tricks that I couldn't do, etc. Cocky lil' 10/12 year olds. *glares* Nah, it was all fun. Deanna: Every time we come on the trampoline, they start talking about you. I feel special. =) -------- Then, on the Monday before last, I went to a picnic thing with my homeschool group (One of those mass-picnic things, where we take up a whole park) and I followed Deanna, who was following these two younger kids around. Then she had to leave early, so I went and sat on some rocks by Lake Ontario, with Matt's diskman, and sat there, watching the water, with screamo screamin' in my ears. I got so many awesome ideas...Which I won't bore you with...Because I forgot most of them. But anyway, it felt good, I want to do something like that again. -------- Last Friday, I went to Deanna's, with the rest of the youth group: I'm back from Deanna's! It was awesome. XD Most of the time me, her, her sisters, and a couple other people just sat around on the trampoline. First we started throwing random soccer balls at each other, and this one person started bleeding, and I was all like "Oh! Oh! Make me bleed!" so everyone started whipping ball at my face for the next 10 minutes, and I kept dramatically falling off the trampoline backwards, and landing on random sharp gardening equipment, etc. (I never actually did start bleeding) Then we played Horse (Someone does a trick, and everyone else has to match it, or they get a letter of the word horse) Deanna can do a backflip now! And I can do a double frontflip! (Two in the air) Then Deanna does a 180 backflip, then I do a 360 backflip, then I try to do a 540 backflip, and I landed on my face, still spinning, and got a burn all along the side of my face. (Still no blood. =() Then we just sat around talking, and abusing my rugburnt face some more with soccer balls. (And making me cry, by calling me a fat/skinny/cookie baby. =() I'm sore now. XD -------- ...Like me getting a haircut, and now I have short hair, and everyone wanting to rub it yesterday? I should probably tell you about yesterday. IT WAS THE MOST I'VE EVER TALKED, IN A LOOOOONG TIME! I think I'm starting to come out of that stupid shell. =P There's not really much to say...Deanna, her little sisters, and her friend walked around, dragging me on rides, poking me (I scream like a little girl when people poke me, and they find it fun.) Oh, and Deanna held my hand...Just to keep me from running away in line, but still. Er, lemme try and tell this story in chronological order: I arrived at Deanna's house around 9:30 (Her older brother was driving people, and I was using her mom's ticket, 'cause she was conveniently sick) So anyway, her brother was out 'till 6:00 that morning, so he didnt' want to get up until around 10:30. (We played cards, and read my book...Well, I read it, her sisters made fun of me for reading it, and Deanna was defending me. =P) So then Me, Deanna, and her two little sisters, drove over to her brother's girlfriend, and picked her up. Then we began our long drive to Canada's Wonderland. (The amusement park) On the trip there, Deanna had a diskman, and I conveniently had some cds in my backpack, and no one else liked the music Deanna's brother's g/f was playing on the radio, so me, Deanna, and her sisters all listened to my music...For about 10 seconds. Apparently they think they'll go deaf if they listen to too much screaming, so they let me hog the cd player. Of course, there was a price. I had to carry around their girly bracelets all day on my wrist. That was awesome, I felt so pretty wearing them. =) So anyway, we got there, feelin' all pretty 'n' stuff, And we went on rides and stuff 'till about 1. (Well, I only went on two of the rides. And the second one was only 'cause Deanna dragged me on. All the other ones I stayed behind and read my book) Then around 1, we met Jessie and Leah (People that we just so happened to be friends with) and we all went off to eat. I didn't want to eat, 'cause the food is SO FUCKING EXPENSIVE (Seriously, a hamburger and fries are 8 bucks) but her brother bought me a piece of pizza, and wouldn't take my money, so I ate. Then we walked around, for a while, then Jessie figured it'd be fun to hear me scream like a girl, so she started poking me, and I would scream. (for fun) Until about 4, the day basically consisted of them trying new ways to make me scream, and me ditching them when they went on rides. Then, after that, they started trying to figure out ways to get me to go on the rides. Offering me knives, blood, hugs, threats, etc. After going on a couple of rides, they ran out of stuff to bribe me with, so they dragged me into lines. I had lots of fun trying to escape the lines. =P After that, Deanna just said please at the rides, and I went. =P Except for this one ride, that I really didn't want to go on. She GRABBED MY HAND (There, we held hands. =P) and dragged me into the line. I almost escaped twice, but after her little sister tackled me, I figured I couldn't escape. Umm...A bunch of other stuff happened, but I forgot. If we're talking about something, I'll remember something from yesterday, and mention it. So if you want to find out more, you'll have to keep talking to me. =P Damnit, I held her hand...Sort of...and you weren't going to do anything for me holding her hand! (You don't like Toledo anymore, right?) Meh, anyway, I guess you'll just have to be proud of me. XD ----- I'm so awesome at copy and pasting stuff, eh? So basically, every time I see Deanna, it gets awesomer. (Fuckin' word, doesn't think "awesomer" is a word...Doesn't think "fuckin'" is a word either) Now, to analyse song lyrics. "Atreyu - This Flesh is a Tomb" I'll never need to see the sun again There's enough light in your eyes to light up our little world So take me, take my away Kill me slowly, I'll never be the same If that's not a love song to the computer, then I don't know what is. "I'll never need to see the sun again" How many computer geeks want to see the sun again? "There's enough light in your eyes, to light up, our little world" How many computer geeks do you know, who sit in "darkness", but say there's plenty of light coming from the monitor? "Kill me slowly" Some idiotic people think the computer can kill you. "I'll never be the same" That's for sure. Therefore, I have deduced, that Atreyu's drummer is a computer geek. Now then, to make this entry pointlessly longer, I'm gonna copy over something that I e-mailed Angela. (Yes Angela, I'm creepy, and save all the e-mails I send to you. =P) Anyway, today I missed church for the first time in...A really long time. If my parents don't take me, I bus. But this weekend, I've been at my friend's house for the weekend, but I wanted to go anyway. (He went to work this morning, so I couldn't get a rid off him) so I walked all the way to the fucking bus station. Took me two hours. I estimated it'd take half an hour. I was about half an hour from his house "Oh shit, it's 8:30. Hmmm, maybe the bus leaves at 9?" So I kept walking. Then I kept doing that for the next hours. "Maybe it leaves at 9:30..." I got to the bus station at 10. Church starts at 10:30. It takes about 2 hours of transferring, and stuff, to get to church by bus. So I'm like "Oh well, fuck it...Haha, fuck. I have to walk ALL THE FUCKING WAY BACK TO MATT'S FUCKING HOUSE! FDSALFJSDLFJLKSDFJL" I got so pissed off when I realized that. (I'm really slow, as you can tell. I mean, I kept walking to the station, even though it was 9:30, and I'd get there an hour late.) So yeah I walked for four hours, and now I've got all these blisters, and I like, pulled every mucsle in my leg, and...Yeah, I don't exercise much. I'm done with this entry now. Remember that coffee I mentioned earlier? I mixed it in with some hot chocolate, creamer, and sugar, and it still tasted horrible. And ya' know what? Even after I swallowed it all, it still hasn't taken effect. Therefore, I'm just gonna go to sleep. But I'll have a longer entry, eventually! I promise! (Pfft, right. Remember last promise I made? That I would update 10 days ago? =P) So yeah, when I get back from family reunion, I expect comments containing: -A happy birthday wish to Deanna -Your name, age, sex, address, and what time you'll be home alone -A big "welcome back Robbie, we missed your crappy entries so much!' -A good place to buy Speed, for cheap. |
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| 752 hit(s) | (75 comments) | I read it all |
| Brykolakas Tragond 22. | November 3rd, 2008 @ 4:16pm |
| by shadowkat | |
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Listening to: Changing Of The Season-Darling Waste
Feeling: angry
The evening dinner had gone by without a problem. Harm took his black eye in strides and she kept Aedan away from him. Lisa had been the perfect host and the food was amazing. Belenus had been worn out by the girls and now rested by the stairs to the deck. After they had bid farewell, they had retreated back here and she had lost herself in the fiery passion Aedan always stirred in her. He had comforted her without needed words and she had rested peacefully in his arms until now. All the glamor and fun the night had held had slowly disappeared with the water. Now her mind rested on her next mission. Whenever she tried closing her eyes, she saw those golden eyes and felt her blood stir. Frowning, she sat up carefully and slid out of bed. She caught up the discarded clothes and dropped them into her hamper. She grabbed a pair of jeans and a thick sweatshirt. Dressing in warmer clothes, she pulled her hair out of her face and grabbed her boots from the corner. Belenus watched her gather things and begin packing her hunting bag. She walked to the door and the wolf silently rose. She climbed up to the deck and waited on her companion. He trotted over to the controls and she took a seat. Silently she pulled out a map and located the town. Her eyes ran over the data until she had the information imprinted permanently into her mind. Rolling up the map, she put it away and started the engine. Quietly the boat came to life and she hopped over the side wall. Landing on the dock, she untied the anchoring ropes and tossed them onto the deck. She climbed back onto the deck and returned to the controls. She backed the boat out into the deeper water and turned the bow to her new destination. Belenus rested silently by her feet and she let her enhanced vision guide her stealthily into the night. Slowly the sun rose in the horizon and she slid her sunglasses into place. Her skin basked in the warm rays and she took a deep breath. She scanned the distant islands and saw the high cliffs on the last island. She turned the engine down and slowly approached the island. A small alcove came into view and she brought the boat in out of the warm waters. Grabbing her bag, she slid it over her shoulders and jumped overboard. Water splashed around her boots and she looked for an anchoring spot. Nothing strong enough came in sight and she sighed. She looked back at the boat and found Belenus watching. "Stay here until I get back." The wolf's eyes flashed and she waded her way onto the beach. She shifted her pack and made her way into a dense forest. Her ears honed in on distant voices and she used them as a guide. The sun reached noon in the sky when she wandered upon the first town. Remaining in the shadows of the forest, she found the townspeople wandering about ignorant to anything bad and spotted the black tinted window vehicle. Her eyes narrowed and she shoved her shades closer to her face. Taking a deep breath, she left the forest and walked cautiously into the town. People glanced at her but overall ignored her as they went on their merry way. She walked down the main road to the parked car and found the empty plate on the rear. Her nerves jump and her blood began stirring. She looked over her shoulder and found two men wearing shades and dark clothing studying her. She turned away and caught their hushed conversation. "That her?" "I doubt it. She wouldn't be stupid enough." "I'll send word." "I'll get a better look." Her ears began throbbing as the conversation died and she let her hearing relax. It had been weeks since she had needed to use the enhanced senses and now they were rusty. She glanced around the road and saw a rundown pub. Hearing one guy approaching, she crossed the street and ducked into the dark pub. The smell of alcohol almost made her sick but she walked over to the bar and took a seat. "What can I get ya?" She slid her shades off and studied the brunette woman in front of her. The woman had a strained smile on her face and seemed hesitant to take her order. "Just a glass of water." The woman's eyes widened slightly but she filled the order. Aine took a deep breath as she waited and looked around the place. "Not many customers during the day. You must be new." Her drink was handed to her and she said "Yeah." The woman stepped back and asked "You got a reason for coming here?" Taking a drink, she let the water slip through her and calm her pounding nerves. "Looking for an old friend." "Doubt you'll find that person here. You're the first visitor in months." She finished her drink and the woman took the empty glass. Aine watched her stare back quizzically and study her. "What's your name?" She stood up and laid some money on the counter. The woman took it and stared back at her. "You really shouldn't be carrying this stuff around." She adjusted her pack and turned away. The woman caught her arm and the shades slid over her eyes. She pulled them down and her eyes flashed blood red. The woman released her arm and backed away pale white. "You!" She slid the shades in place and said "Thanks for the drink." Walking to the door, she pushed it open and stepped outside. She checked the street and headed back to the forest. As she left the town, she heard the man following and stopped just outside the forest line. "Can I help you?" The man stopped walking and asked "What do you want?" She closed her eyes and sighed "Just looking for an old friend." "You're looking for a kill." Her lip twitched and she walked into the forest. Quietly she retraced her steps back towards the boat. The sun finally disappeared when she stepped onto the beach. Belenus gave a single bark from the boat deck and she watched Aedan silently join the wolf. She could read his eyes clearly and silently waded out to the boat. He helped her up without a word and she walked down into the cabin. The pack landed on the bed and she walked over to her dresser. Aedan stood in the doorway and watched her pull out hunting clothes. She changed into a pair of thick dark denim jeans and a black t-shirt. She fixed her hair and pinned it to keep it from coming loose. Silently she slid into a pair of work boots and laced them firmly. Standing up, she slid her shades back into place and grabbed her leather jacket. He watched her grab her pack and allowed her to pass. She walked to the stern side wall and looked back at him. "This is going to take a while." "I'm coming." She felt Belenus press his head against her leg and rubbed his ear. "I don't want to risk it." "Too late." He joined her at the wall and she silently gave in. Jumping into the water, she waded onto the beach and the two joined her. She opened her pack and handed him a sharpened stake and gun. "Only shoot if necessary." "What about you?" She smirked and said "I'll be fine." He followed her into the forest and watched Belenus take the lead. The wolf silently wandered through the dark and they crept up upon the town. Kneeling down, she studied the activities and looked back at him. "They'll be expecting me. Be careful." He caught her chin firmly and pressed his lips to hers. She closed her eyes and felt his pulse under her hand. Steady and confident as always. Slowly he pulled away and she stood up. She slid her shades into her pack and allowed Belenus to head into the town. The wolf walked at her side and Aedan followed a few feet back. Her nerves began racing again and she felt her blood stirring. She could feel the upcoming fight and found it hard to keep her mind clear of adrenaline. They made their way down the dark street and stopped in the middle of the town. All the townspeople were inside for the night but the pub was lit up like a star in a black night sky. She could feel the power from inside the place but walked further away. Checking the alleys, she heard the hushed engine and stopped. Belenus's ears went up and his fangs stood out against his black body. Aedan took her other side and she watched the car slowly come to a stop. Four men climbed out and their doors shut simultaneously. Their eyes focused on her and she watched the red enter their stares. Belenus released a low growl and Aedan tightened his hand on his gun. One man stepped forward and tossed a gun at her feet. "We were sent to bring you to him." Her eyes narrowed and the man raised one brown eyebrow. She took a deep breath and studied his buddies. They began spreading out and forming a box around them. "We're not going anywhere." The leader sighed and his fangs flashed in the night. Her pulse jumped and she felt her blood quicken beneath her skin. The vampire lunged for her and she threw the stake into his chest. He skidded to a hault and looked down. "You idiot. You'll die." Her lip curled up slightly and she watched him turn to dust. His companions jumped for them and she rushed to her right. Meeting the vampire, she ducked his attack and sent a blow to his head. He backed up a few steps and let out a howl. She watched him come at her again and pulled loose another stake. He raised a knife and it flashed in the dark. His approach was quick and she spun just as he came upon her. Her stake landed in his chest and she kicked him away, stealing his blade. He hit the ground with a scream and dusted. Looking up, she saw the remaining two vampires creeping up on Aedan and Belenus. The wolf stood against his leg and she watched the first vampire reach for him. She ran to Belenus and prevented the first blow. The wolf grabbed the vampire's leg and snapped the bone. The beast fell onto the ground howling and reached for Belenus's neck. She chopped the hand off and then beheaded the vampire. Dust hit her eyes and she shook her vision clear. She found Aedan removing his stake and coughing against the new dust. A small trail of blood ran down the side of his face. She approached him and checked the small cut above his right brow. "That was impressive." Her pulse stilled at the dark voice. She slowly turned around and felt Belenus grow still beside her. Aedan's hand rested on her wrist and his grip tightened. Slowly she met burning gold eyes and felt her blood grow cold. "You look good, Aine." |
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| 127 hit(s) | (0 comments) | Like You |
| Opening Day | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by linearity | |
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Listening to: Metallica
Feeling: lackadaisical
Sometimes I Feel the same way you do I dont understand what I need to do But all I care about is you But no you dont care about me You ripped out my heart You teared it apart You think its all fun and games I remember when your face was the sun It was the same things we did until it was done You said you cross your heart hope to die But I never knew that you lied How could you do this to me [x3] You ripped out my heart You tore it apart But you dont care about that part-well that part How could you do this to me [x2] How could you How could you do this to-my-heart |
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| 332 hit(s) | (3 comments) | None the less |
| [250].*.It's been a while, since I could, hold my head up high... | November 30th, 2008 @ 6:12pm |
| by pinkcandylips | |
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Listening to: mute
Feeling: aloof
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| 437 hit(s) | (2 comments) | COMMENT XO |
| thats... | November 4th, 2008 @ 1:27am |
| by nobodyu | |
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thats the end my fingers bleed enough my back hurts and my knees are done shit bones stickin out of my chest but that just sounds better then my shoulder my eye was filld with blood and now maybe the older i grow i will know or not or just a glimpse and its good to pretend hey sunshine what yea u heard me sunshine u are my sunshine... ok, ok, u can call me the moon what? my best moments are when we eclipse shit i have been so pullin out my hair really im so glad to have such so much beautiful hair to spare but have done my time i like to think some where else there be wearin it better then me my split ends my everyday to everyday the works, the jobs its like this one person was tellin me he was like boy, theres a time that comes and theres no reckoning to be done what? yea its goin try to flow to some sort of idea that rolls with this try what, i do as i go yea, liar, follow ur lines and shit my fingers still bleed at least they heal up fast unlike that popin point i like to think its funny how somehow i smash half my face in and funk few months later the other one goes too this pass month i been so stress out at best i know how to lay but not spell i think i follow the ryhmes in my head and the tieal tial ti something i hear it but i cant see it and it looks good i could redo one room but it looks good call it a learnin ex... to think to be able or actully put the time in build sky scapers? maybe chicken coops are better its all easy though that one time when it all seemed out of whackd the doubles seem there it need no sense loss it once again and go with it shit this has have to be the longest tryin to be redunte it funny laugh my hands are cut my back is sore i have done so much want some more but i am an at least? |
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| 276 hit(s) | (3 comments) | are you sure? |
| Still feeling great. | March 19th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by nasteygirl | |
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Feeling: great
Im still smiling. Im so happy im with Cale. Hes the love of my life. I love everything about him. I never want it to end. Yet im only 15. IM so happy when we are together. Lifes great. The chick that wanted to smash me has liek fully backed off. Im becoming great mates with my old mate. Still have my old mates but those times are changing. I still Love them.. Nothing going to change that. But I love Cale. Its so great. Its been pretty much 2 and a half months. Yeah. Hehe K sorry guys.. Hope youz are all well.. Love yaz. Xoxox Ashleigh |
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| 367 hit(s) | (2 comments) | | Hit Me | |
| HI? | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by deathdragon | |
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Listening to: bubble toes
Feeling: horny
Your death will be by disappearing, probably a camping trip gone wrong or an evening hike you never returned from. Disappear 87% Stabbed 80% Suicide 73% Drowning 67% Eaten 60% Accident 53% Bomb 53% Suffocated 40% Disease 40% Posion 27% Natural Causes 27% Cut Throat 20% Gunshot 20% Wow that is a lot of ways to die. lol. I told ya I would end up dissapearing. "whats wrong with me?" Thats the entry. |
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| 267 hit(s) | (16 comments) | bait my brain |
| *119* Contact Info | August 12th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
| by razrbladedeath | |
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Listening to: Madonna
Feeling: annoyed
Thank you! my livejournal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/feariemagic7/ my myspace: http://myspace.com/kimmi_7 my vampirefreaks account: http://vampirefreaks.com/profile.php?user=punkvampire69 aim: bloodravn7 email: liltwistedfreak77@yahoo.com Add me!! I love friends! |
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| 468 hit(s) | (5 comments) | your thoughts here |
| I Am the Devil! | May 25th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by charliechaz | |
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Feeling: angry
Go, regurgitate what the world has given you elsewhere. Go put your words in the mouths of strangers elsewhere. Family? You? Me? What? Get Out. I don't want you here right now, you shame me. Go on. Call me demon. Call me Herman? You're insane. I AM THE DEVIL! You have serious issues! Take Herman with you, ma'. |
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| 612 hit(s) | (7 comments) | leave comment |
| I repeat please tell me that you won't do anything. | November 16th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by slitwristtheory | |
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My life is fucking horrible. 1.) I have no place of my own to stay. I'm crashing with family. 2.) I'm so beyond broke. 3.) I have no dad anymore. (not that he was a good dad or that i want to see him, but still...) 4.) My kitty ran away =[ 5.) And to top off this lovely cake I call my life, I'm 5,000 miles away from all of my friends. None of this would really bother me if I could see my friends. I just feel so completely alone. My life has completely fallen apart and I just don't know how to put it back together. I hope to god that I just don't wake up tomorrow ='[ |
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| 518 hit(s) | (1 comments) | Rip My Heart Out |
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