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This journal is so dead, byotch. o_o I have nothing more to type in it. DAMMIT.
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| Days In The Life of Teh Docta. |
[23 Feb 2006|08:24pm] |
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the silence of...the lambs! |
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2/22/06
I'm smitten with crayons. No even to color with them. Just to write with. Especially this black one.
Mr. Ellison's car is cool. He looks bored all the time. If I had a cool car like his, I wouldn't be bored. Nope.
This writing is making my pinky ache. Damn. o.<
WHAT A CONUNDRUM. My 2 great loves! This crayon and my pinky.
Aw, shizzit. Hmm...today is the day I don't bring home my cello and I see Mr. Ellison in his car. Cosmic sign? Pfft! Nonsensical musings = need to die.
Should start making the Stereotype costume. Halloween's only 8 months away. As for the material:
-white muslim? (6 or 7 yd.)
-black felt for the splotches (A yard)
-rhinestones
-black boots (already got, hah!)
-lots of really good hairspray (Got 2b, probably.)
-white ruffles (probably cotton)
-a corset, or something to insinuate flat chest.
Maybe Edyuu will consider going as Chaos. But that would be kind of creepy. o_O; Toenails. Patroleum jelly. KY Jelly. KY Deity. GASP.
Goddamn, that boy's tall! He sprouted a stalk! OMG! A porcupine! Elias! Tobias! OMG!
ROBERT SMITCH.
I mean Smith.
Do we all live in a yellow submarine? Stupid teenagers and their goddamn wailing angst? Why is that a question? Am I crazy? More like hyper?
STOP IT, PRICK.
2/23/06
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Starts entry down here. Without little stars. No ass tricks.
Edyuu did an ass trick! Nah!
Anyways.
Only.
Write.
With.
This.
Pen.
In.
Here.
Edyuu says I have to write in my journal. So I am. How obedient. Like a bitch. Goddamn.
Waiting for her to finish copying the script. Josh stood still (that superhero pose) and I wanted to kick him in the balls again. HA!
Art class. Should write. Story. Kryptonite. Feel sick. Can't. GO ON.
Edyuu's a nofo'!
KASHWAK = NO-FO.
Traded my mechanical pencil for Josh's little one. Hah! I'm totally gonna cramp up my hand. Chweing on tape.
Edyuu took my goddamn pen. GODDAMNIT.
Oh, her keychain's gone missing. I feel really guilty for not going to the office with her. Will apologize later.
Something really weird happened earlier. Mr. Ross said he was "happy I was in his class." That I'm a good person.
Isn't that incredibly coincidental? As I've been bitching and moaning about all the shit in the world, and how being a good person gets me no where. It's a bit like Meoko's Owl. Mr. Ross is my Meoko. Isn't that so funny? I feel calm and peaceful, although I just screamed at Edyuu. Called her a little shit for hitting my CD player out of my hand. Even though I provoked her into doing it.
Comparing a big white guy to a little Japanese girl is distressful, in a way. But humorous nonetheless.
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| I'm curious of these answers myself... |
[19 Feb 2006|03:43pm] |
Open iTunes/iPod or Windows Media Player to answer the following. Go to your library. Answer, no matter how embarrasing it is.
songs: 57.
days of music: ...3 hours, 41 minutes, 46 seconds?
sort by song title
first: "All We Have Is Now" - The Flaming Lips
last: "Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots pt. 2" - The Flaming Lips.
sort by time
shortest: "What Happened To You?" - The Offspring [2:12]
longest: "Arati" - Rasa [6:47]
sort by album
first: "Be Not Nobody" - Vanessa Carlton
last: "Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots" - The Flaming Lips.
top five most played songs
"Self-Esteem" - The Offspring
"Change Your Mind" - The Killers
"Harukai Sentimental" - Plastic Tree
"Bad Habit" - The Killers
"Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots pt. 1" - Flaming Lips.
first song that comes up on shuffle
"Big City Nights" - Scorpion
search
"sex": none. AH I'M SO CLEAN.
"death": Ah, I don't feel like searchin'. There's none about death on there, don't think...
"love": 19, I think.
"you": Nah!
I don't load alot of my music on the comp. Slows meh down. o_O;
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| Revised List of Things That I Should Rant About |
[19 Feb 2006|03:13pm] |
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- People that complain about another person's taste in music. You guys should just SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP.
- Ghetto-speak that is not used in good humor. You know, the serious kind? Those Puerto-Ricans and caucasions that say, "I'mma beat da shit out of j00, ho!" and actually mean it are really starting to irritate me.
- People that download ALL THEIR FUCKING MUSIC. FOR GODSAKES, GET THE FUCK OFF YOUR LAZY ASSES AND BUY A CD. I mean, if it's a song you can't POSSIBLY FIND in Wal*Mart, go for it. I don't care. But if it's an entire brand new CD that you could buy ANYWHERE, that's stealing, buster. You're stealing money from a musician's pocket. It's not right.
- People that hate the stereotypes of teenagers. If every one was a redneck like you, wouldn't the world be boring? </3
- People that never shut the hell up... Well, this isn't exactly true. I just get annoyed at that person who won't shut the hell up about something uninteresting, like football politics.
- On that note, I'm REALLY starting to get annoyed with the Bush-bashing fest. I'm tired of kids my age sending me e-mails about all the bad things our president is in the blame of, like sending sons/fathers to fight in Iraq. I've got a clue for you: YOU'RE A KID. Do you vote? Do you know exactly what the president did? Watch the news once in a while, without turning the channel after hearing about the war. There's more bad shit going on than Iraq. I suggest you get educated before you go and start a picket line.
- Those bands that obviously write songs about politics when they're stoned.
- SOAD.
Well, that's done.
I was watching the DVD that came with that Flaming Lips CD I bought, and the lead singer looks like a Jewish lawyer. o_o He dances like a mo'. The Japanese version of Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots pt. 1 is okay. It's not as good though.
I was looking through my foot locker of secret stuff and found a piece of paper Eric had written his 2 screennames on. I taped it to the back of my journal. Also found some old Harry Potter stickers and old drawings of Lumpy Kurt. His original design was weird. But cuter. Might refer back to that.
Grandma was talking about the magikyul experience that is seeing a movie in theaters, when she began talking about "Humpback Mountain." God, she and Mom laughed.
KRIST ON A KRACKER.
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[17 Feb 2006|11:49pm] |
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Damn, bitch! |
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Yeah, I'm upset. I'm alone. I'm lonely. Being alone and lonely aren't the same thing. Everyone's a whore. Mom's leaving the hospital tomorrow. I feel stupid. I feel pathetic. I feel friendless. Which I seem to be at this point in time. It's almost sad. But it is sad. What? I've got no self-esteem. I've got no outlet for this angst. Cutting's no good. Writing? You've got to be fucking kidding. I can't do shit. Who's your daddy? My microscopic self is crawling up an arm hair. Ha, it's Lumpy Kurt. But it's really not, 'cause he's still at Goin's house. Lambchop! Lambchop! Excuse my French, but DAMN! Suck it in, wuss.
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| Hah! In your face, biznatch! |
[14 Feb 2006|05:21pm] |
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Genocide - The Offspring |
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I totally made Honors orchestra. In my face, butch. That's right, butch. Butchybutchbitch.
That was almost the highlight of my day, but Edyuu had to go and entertain me during Art. Damn you, ya stupid cunt. o_O! She put on my grossly oversized man-jacket (AKA the Hobo Jacket [tm]) and started wearing the hat I gave her (it's black and pink and says, "i'm rad, you're rad, let's hug!") at an odd angle and went around to random people saying, "WHAT UP HOMIE G PUPPY?" Most people did not find that amusing.
I couldn't find my Converse (only shoes I've been able to wear lately, because of the zipper of my boot being stuck) this morning and had to ask Grandma for some pair of hers to wear. Found the pair she bought like, 5 years ago for DisneyWorld. They're extremely comfortable. It's like walking on pillows! Hah.
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| We want the funk. |
[13 Feb 2006|06:00pm] |
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The Girl Next Door - some random band. |
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You know you're digging my new icon.
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| It's summertime~ |
[11 Feb 2006|04:21pm] |
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The triangle looks like Largo! |
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Do You Realize?? - The Flaming Lips |
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Ahahaha! I so totally figured out my Halloween costume today.
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Mom took us shopping. Dad didn't come to visit today, but he sent us 100 dollars. I bought 2 CDs. One of which being one I've been wanting for a long time.
"Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots" by The Flaming Lips. It even came with a DVD packed with stuff. o-o Haven't watched it yet.
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I just drew a picture of Monoxide, and he looks creepy. Almost pouty. Okay, maybe really pouty.
Blah.
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| Beware: a musician's last minute anxiety attack. |
[08 Feb 2006|07:40pm] |
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The musical stylings of...*points* This keyboard. |
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I bet you couldn't guess that I was a seriously skillzed cellist. >D
WELL, JOKE'S ON YOU. I'M NOT.
WAAAAH. I'VE GOT HONORS ORCHESTRA AUDITIONS TOMORROW AND I AM SO GONNA FUCK IT UP. I CAN PLAY MY B-FLAT, D MAJOR, D MAJOR 2 OCTAVE, G MAJOR, C MAJOR 2 OCTAVE, F MAJOR, AND C MAJOR SCALES AND ALL ARPEGGIOS, BUT I KNOW I'M STILL GONNA FUCK IT UP. AH MY GOD.
MY SLURS ARE LACKING IN GRACE AND STYLE. OMG I'M SO GONNA DIE. I CAN'T SHIFT FROM A B SHARP ON THE C STRING TO A G SHARP ON THE G STRING. RAAAAH. I NEED TO WORK ON MY DYNAMICS.
THE WORST PART IS MY ORCHESTRA TEACHER'S GONNA BE ONE OF THE JUDGES. HE'S GONNA BITCH ME OUT AFTER MY AUDITION, I SWEARZ TO GAWD. SMUG BASTARD.
End frantic ranting here.
Anyways, my day was okay. I feel alot better after vomiting all those anxieties into this entry. I'm probably going to go practice my scales some more right now.
By the way, I actually enjoy playing this beautiful instrument. It just stresses me out alot.
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| She's got 5 legs! ...that's not a leg. |
[07 Feb 2006|08:22pm] |
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"...But Home Is Nowhere" - AFI (stuck in my head all day.) |
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Lately, I've felt like an idiot.
Anyways, Hey Baby's been clinging to me more lately. Edyuu's being my ninja, and keeping her at bay whenever possible. And goddamn it all, Hey Baby asked me to draw her something. How could I say no?
So I drew Stereotype playing a violin. GRAGH. I like to torture myself, don't I? Masochist.
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| You're a bad chiLd! With an L for lesbian! |
[06 Feb 2006|11:58pm] |
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Broken - Seether and Amy Lee. |
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My keyboard totally just got ass-fucked. o-O;
FCATs are tomorrow. Joy! Can't wait! *hops up and down* What the hell am I doing up so late? o.o I need candy.
I dislike this song. My keyboard is sucky. It gets stuck alot. Gragh.
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| Well! Masturbate in hell! |
[01 Feb 2006|08:44pm] |
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I'm so bored. Why is that always the case?
Anyways. I've been working on an interesting drawing for the past couple days. Once I finish it (which may be tomorrow, may be next week) I'll probably send it to Hannix for her to scan. (SEND IT BACK, HO.)
In school, I'm doing well in History, Art, and Drama, but poor in everything else. I think. I really don't know.
Edyuu's birthday is Friday. I'm spending the night and we might make a cake. :O If my grandmother permits me to use a recipe and some of her ingredients.
THIS SONG PWNZ YOUR ASS. (Yes, I'm aware of Vannessa Carlton's version. This one is eternally better.)
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| Tagged by Citrus. |
[26 Jan 2006|08:20pm] |
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List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.
Hybrid Rainbows - the pillows
Boys Don't Cry - The Cure
The Hanging Garden - The Cure
Spanish Caravan - The Doors
And I can't think of any other songs. Sorry to disappoint.
I tag:
-Hannix
-Mal
-Edyuu
-AND OMG I DUN KNOW ANYONE ELSE.
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| Cut a mo'. |
[22 Jan 2006|03:53pm] |
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STALKER GOES TO BABYLON - the pillows |
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THIS SONG = LOVE.
Anyways. Today I went shopping with Mom and Anna. We went to the mall. I bought 4 shirts. I ONLY BOUGHT 2 OF THEM FROM HOT TOPIC GET OFF MY BACK BITCHES.
And I took a picture of a man on a motorcycle, but it didn't turn out so well! ;-;
...Why you care, I don't know.
d00t. I bought a Blame! DVD, and it was a total ripoff! :D As buying anime always seems to be. Shoulda gotten the second FLCL soundtrack. Shoot.
I GOT PENCILS YAY. And Pink Pearl erasers! What a good day! Hurrah!
One of the shirts I got is black and white striped, and I need a barret to wear with it. Shall probably crochet one later.
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| dun dun dun~ |
[20 Jan 2006|11:21pm] |
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NOTHING OMG A PONY~ |
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Rebecca/Rebepi/Epi can post once more. Omfg. She finally got off her lazy ass and hooked up the computer that her granpa found and gave her~
It has AOL, a CD burner, and Paintshop Pro. Good un', for a side-o-street computer. I just finished downloading Limewire for the 395830 time. More like 3rd. xD It's really kind of slow, but that's alright. I can deal.
Dad is talking about getting me a laptop, for God-knows-what-reason. Schoolwork, methinks.
I want a scanner, dammit. DX
Anyways, to catch up, last week (or the week before that, dunno) I started working on a visual manifesto of sorts, and ended up using 5 different mediums on it for a total of 2 hours. Then, just 2 days ago, some girl drew a picture in my sketchbook and refused to let me see it. So I bribed her with said manifesto. I'm so incredibly stupid.
Fun fun...Not much else to say besides my foot is numb. And Edyuu's a stupid cunt! <3
The end!
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| Stolen from some random girl on devART. Oh well. |
[04 Dec 2005|08:59pm] |
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Boom. |
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7 THINGZ
Seven things that scare you
1. Getting in trouble in school.
2. Forgetting people.
3. Growing up.
4. Losing my personal posessions.
5. My drawing skills lately.
6. Eating cheese.
7. Indigestion resulted from eating the scary cheese mentioned prior.
Seven things you like the most
1. Being able to sit there and just swallow myself up in thoughts.
2. Talking, and being listened to.
3. Listening to my grandparents' old racords.
4. Knowing my grandparents as PEOPLE. Like, I can tell you what foods they like, don't like, what bands piss them off, what makes them laugh out loud, who they talk to, their very personalities.
5. Dill pickles.
6. Coca Cola.
7. Christmastime. It's awfully jolly, doncha think? Lifts your mood.
Seven important things in your house
1. Phonograph.
2. Juke box. (OMG PLEEZE DUN SELLIT)
3. PeeWee
4. My manga.
5. This computer.
6. My bass.
7. My amp.
Seven random facts about you
1. I'm incredibly full of myself at times.
2. I'm uncomfortable talking to certain people.
3. My pencil sharpener is gooooone. >O
4. My favorite hobby is crocheting.
5. My legs fall asleep at least twice a day.
6. I feel the need to go to the mall and read manga at B. Dalton's the whole time.
7. God works at the Piercing Pagoda. And this fact isn't about me at all. :O
Seven things you plan to do before you die
1. Draw something worthwhile.
2. Paint a protrait.
3. Play something decent on the cello.
4. Randomly begin talking to a stranger in Russian.
5. Learn Russian! :D
6. Inflict serious physical harm on someone.
7. Get my 15 minutes of fame, as Andy Warhol promised.
Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex
1. Blargh.
2. ------
3. -----
4. ----
5. ---
6. --
7. -
Seven things you say the most
1. But.
2. Um.
3. XD
4. *random popping sound*
5. Bitch.
6. Nehhh.
7. o.o
The end. Blargh. Still have a kidnapped Chaos. But Edyuu kidnapped Lumpy Kurt in return. :O
But really we just traded for a bit. O_o!
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[03 Dec 2005|07:24pm] |
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Something by The Cranberries playing on Anna's stereo. |
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We had to go over to Mary's for dinner at 1:30 in the afternoon. Isn't the ridiculous? The food kind of sat in your stomach and didn't fill any particular hunger. They served sweet potatos, scalloped potatoes, kish, pork and noodles, and speghetti squash smothered in cheese.
I could only eat TWO of those dishes because the others had cheese in them. Blech.
Anyways, on the ride home from her house, I suddenly asked Grandma about this old woman I remembered from a long time ago.
Apparently, this lady was some random old woman Grandma was watching over for a friend. She had extraordinarily long whiskers and warts on her chin, so I'd thought she was a witch. Everytime I'd had to walk past her, I'd quivered like a leaf.
The adults thought this was comical and mocked me.
I remember this lady. She had dementia and warts. She was the stereotypical old person. I was FIVE years old. How could I NOT think she was a witch? I mean, really.
Gawd.
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[02 Dec 2005|08:53pm] |
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 Hardcore porn, hyuck! |
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Armatage Shanks - Green Day, I believe. |
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Anna's gone to the mall. Yawn.
Been there, done that. ;D
Listening to music on her huge stereo though. Teehee.
Boom.
Haven't much to say in an LJ entry, hm? I'm so lame.
Speaking to Vulpi. Thinking of Helga. o_O; Why do I always do that...?
Anyways.
Mr.Small: "Yeah?" I wanna hear you say, "YAH!"
Edyuu: ...OMG HE'S HELGA. "Ah'm frum Sweeeden, jaa~"
xD
Ja~
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