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Why are all the rediculously hott men GAY!?!?!?!
Sum dude i found on MySpace... ::drool:: goodnesssssss
I should go find him. I'll turn that man straight in a heartbeat...
::sigh:: Anyways. i was looking thru my closet for no particular reason when i managed to gaze upn the top shelves where all my books lie, collecting dust. For my own info these are the books i need to get crackin' on:
((In no particular order. Its whatever's on top o' deh pile))
The Vampire Lestat* - Anne Rice
Queen of the Damned - Anne Rice (gotta BUY the fucker first tho)
God-Shaped Hole - Tiffanie DeBartolo (i JUST realized that the thing on the cover that looks like sum1 taped a name to the book is part of teh cover itself ::derr::)
The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty - Anne Rice (its only been chyllin in my room for a few months...maybe i should READ IT now. mmmmm bondage ::quiver::)
Beauty's Punishment - Anne Rice (sounds a bit cheesey tho. "Beauty's Punishment"? Psh. Oki.)
Beauty's Release - Anne Rice (Once again. sounds cheesey. I like the title of the 1st book. Meh. Why can't erotica ever lack the sense of Cheese ::shakes head:: I should write something...)
Foust - Goethe
The joy Luck Club - Amy Tan
The Once and Future King - T.H. White
Foxfire - Joyce Carol Oates (mmmm Legs. Oates was at my school last week. i wanted to go see her and get her to sign my book but could i? Nooooo. 'course not.)
The Chronicles of Narnia (all 7 of them) - C.S. Lewis
The House of Seven Gables - Nathaniel Hawthorwn
Animal Farm - George Orwell
1984 - George Orwell
Smell - Radhika Jha
Trainspotting - Irvine Welsh
Shogun - James Clavelle
Alice in wonderland!/Through the Looking Glass - Lewis Carroll (yeh i read it twice. i wanna read it again.)
Dad jsut called me. When he was on the phone my aol thing yelled that i had mail. ::hangs head:: So he started bitching about me being on the comp all nite and all morning. Ok no i leave my aol on while im at home doesnt mean i'm chyllin at the comp for hours on end. i just made myself breakfast and i cleaned my room and i was ABOUT to take a shower but nope i gotta get bitched abot about being on the computer and about making him breakfast. Dude, learn to cook yourself. It aint hard. 3 egg white, onions, ginger, salt n chili powder and dhunia. mix. cook. shove in mouth. mad easy. I'm so not marrying anyone from that country. Any muslim at that. They all think that women are ment to stay in the home...in the kitchen, cooking for hours on end and ironing their husbands socks then they've nothing better to do. Taking 3+ hours every nite cooking JUST for their husband who's going to complain about it not being perfect anyway. Running up two flights of stairs to get the remote that is no more then arm's distance away from her husband but he doesnt want to get it himself cuz he's a lazy son of a bitch. Fuck. That. Shit. I'm all for makin my man sumn good for dinner. you wanna be pampered a bit i'm all for that too cuz thats how i am. i'll do anything for you. jsut dont fucking take it for granted. When i say i'm tired that means i'm fuckin tired dont go bithcing about there being no dinner. you have legs. walk yer lazy ass into the kitchen. boil some water and have spaghetti. If i'm doing something dont go calling me to get u a glass of water when the kitchen is in the next room. If dinner isnt the epitome of perfection, EAT IT ANYWAY CUZ IT STILL TASTES GOOD. My dad nearly made me throw a plate at him the other nite at dinner. He was talking to my sister about something and he said "A woman's place is ALWAYS in the home. Nothing else." Oh. Sweetheart. you're so lucky i kno how to keep my cool. ::eye twitch:: I think i'm gonna stop before i make every man on earth hate me...
Sum dude i found on MySpace... ::drool:: goodnesssssss
I should go find him. I'll turn that man straight in a heartbeat...
::sigh:: Anyways. i was looking thru my closet for no particular reason when i managed to gaze upn the top shelves where all my books lie, collecting dust. For my own info these are the books i need to get crackin' on:
((In no particular order. Its whatever's on top o' deh pile))
The Vampire Lestat* - Anne Rice
Queen of the Damned - Anne Rice (gotta BUY the fucker first tho)
God-Shaped Hole - Tiffanie DeBartolo (i JUST realized that the thing on the cover that looks like sum1 taped a name to the book is part of teh cover itself ::derr::)
The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty - Anne Rice (its only been chyllin in my room for a few months...maybe i should READ IT now. mmmmm bondage ::quiver::)
Beauty's Punishment - Anne Rice (sounds a bit cheesey tho. "Beauty's Punishment"? Psh. Oki.)
Beauty's Release - Anne Rice (Once again. sounds cheesey. I like the title of the 1st book. Meh. Why can't erotica ever lack the sense of Cheese ::shakes head:: I should write something...)
Foust - Goethe
The joy Luck Club - Amy Tan
The Once and Future King - T.H. White
Foxfire - Joyce Carol Oates (mmmm Legs. Oates was at my school last week. i wanted to go see her and get her to sign my book but could i? Nooooo. 'course not.)
The Chronicles of Narnia (all 7 of them) - C.S. Lewis
The House of Seven Gables - Nathaniel Hawthorwn
Animal Farm - George Orwell
1984 - George Orwell
Smell - Radhika Jha
Trainspotting - Irvine Welsh
Shogun - James Clavelle
Alice in wonderland!/Through the Looking Glass - Lewis Carroll (yeh i read it twice. i wanna read it again.)
Dad jsut called me. When he was on the phone my aol thing yelled that i had mail. ::hangs head:: So he started bitching about me being on the comp all nite and all morning. Ok no i leave my aol on while im at home doesnt mean i'm chyllin at the comp for hours on end. i just made myself breakfast and i cleaned my room and i was ABOUT to take a shower but nope i gotta get bitched abot about being on the computer and about making him breakfast. Dude, learn to cook yourself. It aint hard. 3 egg white, onions, ginger, salt n chili powder and dhunia. mix. cook. shove in mouth. mad easy. I'm so not marrying anyone from that country. Any muslim at that. They all think that women are ment to stay in the home...in the kitchen, cooking for hours on end and ironing their husbands socks then they've nothing better to do. Taking 3+ hours every nite cooking JUST for their husband who's going to complain about it not being perfect anyway. Running up two flights of stairs to get the remote that is no more then arm's distance away from her husband but he doesnt want to get it himself cuz he's a lazy son of a bitch. Fuck. That. Shit. I'm all for makin my man sumn good for dinner. you wanna be pampered a bit i'm all for that too cuz thats how i am. i'll do anything for you. jsut dont fucking take it for granted. When i say i'm tired that means i'm fuckin tired dont go bithcing about there being no dinner. you have legs. walk yer lazy ass into the kitchen. boil some water and have spaghetti. If i'm doing something dont go calling me to get u a glass of water when the kitchen is in the next room. If dinner isnt the epitome of perfection, EAT IT ANYWAY CUZ IT STILL TASTES GOOD. My dad nearly made me throw a plate at him the other nite at dinner. He was talking to my sister about something and he said "A woman's place is ALWAYS in the home. Nothing else." Oh. Sweetheart. you're so lucky i kno how to keep my cool. ::eye twitch:: I think i'm gonna stop before i make every man on earth hate me...