For my American Studies (virtual school) assignment, I was suppose to write two diary entries, one of them being from the point of view of a plantation slave. I read what I wrote, and I burst out laughing; it's absurd! My mum just walked into the room, and when I showed it to her, she laughed too. It's the grammer, you know. I used horrible, ( Read more... )

I was really embarrassed in 5th period today. It's a computer class, where we do work, learn computer programs, type, all that good stuff. We're learning how to use a program called Microsoft Access, and we are each given a folder to save all of our work. My teacher was showing me how to create a new database within my folder, but the thing was, he ( Read more... )

Armed and Dangerous
Congratulations! You scored 86%!

You made it out, alive and well supplied. You probably even kept most of your party alive too. You know what to look for, what to take, and when to just run. You even feel a strange inkling to go back. If you did, you'd probably do just fine.


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What is your favorite word?

That changes, depending on the day, or the language, but right now I'm really liking kawaii (Japanese, meaning cute), and lube.

What is your least favorite word?

Mucus. Booger. Fart. Skinny. Snot. Yeah, those are a few...

What turns you on -- creatively, spiritually or emotionally?An awesome sense of humor, laid-back ( Read more... )

On Wednesday I posted about the Day of Silence, the youth protest against homosexuality. I told about how I taped two pieces of paper to my chest, one of them saying

I am very homosexual.
HOMOSEXUAL.

Well, what the tag really said was

I am very heterosexual.
HETEROSEXUAL.

...which I am. Apparantly, however, my typing fingers are not. :P

So Nick gave me back all of my books in a plastic bag today. He walked away without a word. When I got to choir, I opened it, and found all my books. I also found something extra: the "I'm Sorry" card that I had made for him after the incident at Mike's house, the one with the collage picture on the front and the sonnet on the back ( Read more... )

Please understand my reasons for not speaking ( Read more... )

You see, there are those who constantly bitch and complain, and there are those who keep it all to themselves. There are those who rant in their livejournals, and there are those who rant in their minds. I'm the type to occasionally, but seldomly, rant, and ususally either to Amy, or the first person who comes along if I'm feeling particularly ( Read more... )

My room must be haunted you guys; seriously, just, like, wow. I just got home not ever 5 minutes ago. I walk into my room, turn on the light, and right in front of me is a wall. A white wall. Now, sure, this happens to alot of people, but you see, when I left my house, my wall was full of decor: a collage I made, a bunch of necklaces, some pictures ( Read more... )

I always use my birthname and then modify the tag with my 'net name, uness otherwise indicated. But then, no one reads this thing anyway. Hahaha! =D

* *Internet name used here

Oooh! My best friend! I can't say I'm suprised. >=D

Virgin.... anal and oral don't count, right? Right. My halo isn't going anywhere.