I realized a lot of people tend to answer to things that they are not supposed to answer. Like, "Hey, does anyone have a screwdriver?", "Not me!". Oh. Really? I bet the one who asked for a screwdriver really needed to know that! "OMGAWD I'M DYING, DOES ANYONE HAVE A CELLOPHONE?" "Not me!". Same thing with a lot of other things, like "This computer ( Read more... )

The worst thing in the world is when people start writing in forums about death and crap. Hey look, I don't give a shit if your mum got caught in a tornado and was found raped by a herd of goats three miles down the road. Or even worse it's this petty little shit thing going on when people complain about how tragic their life is ever since their ( Read more... )

That movie is friggin' awesome XD THAT's the kind of story I wanna make someday! But I would FAIL, 'cos everything I make involves someone DYING :<. In any case, it's just so cool that it makes me wanna blow your head off <3 I love it so much. Now I've said this like 18 times in 513 different ways, but that's just how incredibly terrific this movie ( Read more... )

I'm very fixated on looks. Why? I'd blame being aesthetic. Many people try to be rational and say "OMGAWD! Who cares what you're wearing?? It's only something you're wearing to keep you warm!". Fine. Then why the fuck are you wearing a shirt, because you should know that an up-side-down potatosack can also keeep you fucking warm. I see it more like ( Read more... )

Hey empty wall, time for my shitty rambling ( Read more... )

A'ight, just remembered that I haven't really told you about my job. Well, I know what you're thinking "what fucktard would hire you?", but let me tell you mofo, there is no gettin' offa 'dis train! Anyway, I was bored one day and I was like "hey, I want a job", and I made an application for this wardrobier in a gaybar and... well. It was pretty ( Read more... )

Holy shit, this was such a long time ago. And seriously, my last entry wasn't much of a journal to begin with anyway, so let's take it from the top and start over; erase and re-write. School has finally ended, as a matter of fact, it did so this Wednesday. Even a couple of days before that, I met my friends more frequently than ever, mostly because ( Read more... )

Today, I was bored. I was so bored, I died. Dying is not good. Then I went home, and talked to my friend Cindy. THat's worse than dying. In any case, I went around the net, trying to stalk maui in some way, but failed miserably. I don't know, one day I'll camp outside in his garden or something with a paparazi camera. Thank you, I had a dreadful ( Read more... )