let’s jump upon the sharp swords

Tue, 18 Jul 2006 21:58:12 GMT

We got the house. Gonna start cleaning it up this weekend. Hurrah!

Mah new house! See the window on the second floor to the left? That's my bedroom window. ^^
View from my room. ^^

Mon, 08 May 2006 01:55:19 GMT

Today was great fun.

-shifty eyes-
Envy x Cloud!

Robyn was frightened, and dived into the closet.

Preparing herself for battle...

ATTACK!!

Robyn's a preggy man. ^^

-Snickers- Yaoi fangirls.

I had Rianne's glasses on, and Robyn decided to tackle me.

haha. Nurse Rianne!

haha. Amanda's pimpin'

Comin' out of the closet! GO MEH!

[/hawtness]

Keepin' her pimp hand strong!

WAHH! Cutest dog ever. Rianne, can Taco be our love child?

Check out my rockin' shoes, guuuuuuys.

haha. I'm totally not looking under Robyn's dress.

Taco was watching teh OUTSIDE.

'Cause we're just THAT hawt.

-snickers-
The whore and her pimp.

-shifty eyes- Penetration!

'Cause I'm not mentally ill, or anything.

Riiaaannnnne! <3

Our food. Mmm... goodness.

Rianne.. I think she was talking to Allison.

Amanda's ice cream.

-snickers- Need I explain?

Aw. <3

Chocolate milk. <3

Rianne looks angry..

Not sure what Robyn was trying to do to Rianne... -grins-

The bugs were eating me... I had no choice but to hide.

My boot was penetrated. -snickers-

DUCKS!

haha. It had a feather in it's nostril.

Again, my boots were penetrated.

Ii fell down twice at Odell.. haha. It was quite tragic. I tore my sock. Ended up having to walk with Rianne and Allison on either side of me, holding me up. -sucks-

Allison's mad examination.

RIAAAANNNE.

Gangstah!

-shakes head sadly- I discovered part of a condom wrapper in the kiddie pool.

That looks neat. ^^

Mmm. Tim Horton's.

haha. She looks so creepy!

She had a wedgie. -snickers-

ANOTHER WEDGIE!

I wuff this picture. <3

-laughs-

-shakes head sadly-

Y'gotta laugh when they try to put inspirational messages on garbage dumpsters.

I think Allison has a thing for dumpsters.
This is a cool picture, though.

Sneaky ninja hiding skillzz!

Garbage muuunsters.

I was sleepy.

<3

haha. Amanda.

haha. Crazy Allison.

Check out my bling! -cough-tampon-cough-

Allison eats babies... O__x

I was collapsed on. <33
Too bad you can still see mud on my shirt from falling.

<3

haha. Us gangstah cool kids.

I'll rant more tomorrow!

Sun, 02 Apr 2006 20:35:33 GMT

My throat hurts.
I copied the lovely Miss. Keith [samorella]and took mock suicide / genuine nosebleed pictures.

A mouthful of fun.

I really like that one. ^^

Sat, 25 Mar 2006 01:50:32 GMT

"I see your life!" haha.

That one ^ turned out the best.

I got to see Stay Alive.
It was so good.
After the mysterious brutal death of an old friend, a group of teenagers find themselves in possession of Stay Alive, a next generation horror survival videogame based on the spine-chilling true story of a 17th century noblewoman known as “The Blood Countess.”

I went with Zack, Jessica and Courtney. It was so awesome getting to see Courtney again; she's so pretty! <3 I mean, always was, but y'know. Lookin' quite different! If I do say so myself.
Zack was boring. I didn't want to have to go with him, but he said he would pay for my ticket so I felt it was necessary.
As soon as the movie was over he was leaving, and the parents had said I was to go straight home after the movie, so I had to leave Courtney and Jessica.
In the car Zack started ranting about how he wanted to go drinking.
Me: "So how's the drug life?"
Zack: "Drug life, eh?"
Me: "You're back into drugs."
Zack: "Why do you assume?"
Me: "I don't; I know. If you weren't back into drugs, you wouldn't have gotten Ren to piss in a bag for your drug test."
Zack: "Hah hah. Oh right."
Me: "..."
Zack: "Drugs are good. *silence* I found a way to mess with my drug tests so I don't have to get someone else's piss. *silence* Dope is good. *silence* Pot is my favourite woman. I'm finally happy again."
Gee, thanks.

Ehhh. Nam and her friends were going down to an apartment owned by one of their uncles, though he lives elsewhere so it's always empty. They were all going to get tanked and then use their fake IDs to go clubbing.
I worry about her.
Guh. I'm back where I was in the beginning.
Namita running off to parties and doing cocaine and heroin, and me at home worrying.
Fuck.

Thu, 02 Mar 2006 15:45:43 GMT

Hello all! I come now to tell you about the dream that I had last night. Or… what I remember of it, at least.

It started in my school, with a large group of the students and faculty doing some sort of… square dance. Mr. Hull was wearing a bright yellow skirt. [O__o’’] All of us standing around the dancers in the middle had to pretend to dramatically fall and catch each other… to the beat of the music.

The boy beside me that I was to catch happened to be Ichi! From Ichi the Killer!

Suddenly I turned into Kakihara, and when he realized who I was? Oh! He was mad.

Unfortunately for me I had no guns, nor the metal spikes that Kakihara seems to enjoy playing with in the movie, and so I ran to the playground to hide. Ichi started shooting at me dramatically, but kept missing, and so whipping out a lit canister of gasoline, I threw it at him in hopes that it would burn him up. Sadly, it didn’t, but he thought that I was dead and so ran after some kid that was playing in the playground. I took that chance to escape, and ran through a hole in the fence surrounding the playground, and kept going for blocks. I kept thinking about how I should go back to save the kid, but decided not to.

I ran into a local grocery store and skidded around the place, asking some hick man if they sold guns in the store. He said no, so I ran up to the employees only section, above the store, in hopes to hide. I somehow managed to bump into the boy from the playground, who after being slightly tortured was now trying to get away from Ichi. We tried hiding, but when hearing Ichi coming up the stairs, we shoved a bunch of things in front of the door in hopes to stop him. Somehow it did, but blocked him in the bathroom instead… [?] and so we ran yet again. The upstairs of the store suddenly turned into a huge, old house. Ichi got the boy that was with me, and while he played with him I scuttled around the maze of hallways and rooms until I’d reached one that I felt was far enough from Ichi that it would take him some time to find me. Breaking through the window I climbed up and onto the roof.

The next thing I remember is hiding from Ichi somewhere else. He had a gun, and was prepared to shoot me, but I begged him to use arrows to stick me to a wall, and then shoot me with all the bullets he had. Oh Kakihara, you masochist you.

And then I woke up.

^^’’

Sat, 25 Feb 2006 18:48:10 GMT

ANNOUNCEMENT.
Guys.
After years of searching, I've finally found a movie that genuinely disturbed me.
AUDITION.

Audition is the story of a lonely widow, who after the advice of his son, decides it's time to enter the dating world again, and even remarry. With a friend from the movie business, the two hold auditions for a questionably real movie, and a new wife. Immediately smitten by a single woman, the two date, and quickly fall in love. Things seem too good to be true for the man, ignoring the warnings from his friend who has a bad feeling about the woman. He soon learns that first impressions can be horribly wrong.

There was an intense torture and dream sequence at the end. I'm going to post pictures.. you guys should look. ^^

Aoyama's dead wife telling him that Asami is bad.

Dead wife appearing again...

Asami, who turned into the dead wife, now turns into Aoyamas' son's girlfriend.
Confused yet?

The infamous sack. Oh, what could be in it?

It moves?

Ohm lacking of feet, how I heart thee.

What? Asami has suddenly appeared! She seems to be vomiting!

Food? Oh, come closer!

Mustn't forget the lacking of tongues.

HOMIGAWD. She turned young again.

And then her step-father appears, nubbin' along.

Dance! Or else...

Mmm. Burning flesh.

She stabbed a bunch of small, steel spikes into him, while telling him how much you could learn from the human body.

Flash of step-father masturbating.

Blood splatter... she threw the foot away.

Oh no! Son is home.

Son boots her down the stairs.

Dead, but talking. Quoting things she said during their dates. Oi! The My Chemical Romance music video for Honey This Mirror Ain't Big Enough for the Both of Us is EXACTLY like Audition! They based it on the movie. <3
Video! There! --> http://www.youtube.com/?v=ZHXfOjs9CWw

Fri, 27 Jan 2006 22:20:38 GMT

Guys! I need your help.
So I have a hair appointment tomorrow morning, but it seems I have yet to decide how to get it cut.
My hair is currently like this.
Current possibilities:
1. I could reshave the underneath, and cut the sides and back to recreate the whole... well, like here.
2. I could get the sides trimmed and the back recut so that I can spike the back like like here again.
3. Perhaps a sort of comb over mohawk? I'm a lazy person, and so I know I'd never take the time to spike it, but comb it over, if you will. I recut the sides of Kelsey's hair today to better accentuate her hawk, and it made me want one. But I don't know whether I'd be able to pull it off.
4. I could just cut it all one length like here.
5. Maybe something like #4, but longer in length. Like here.
6. Or something like this Well, what do you say? Suggestions?

Fri, 30 Dec 2005 21:34:02 GMT

"That's my family. That's Justin."

"He takes care of me. He thinks I'm gonna go gay someday, but I just don't have the heart to tell him I'm not. I'm living here for free, so who cares?"

Mon, 09 May 2005 18:31:24 GMT

Sun, 08 May 2005 20:33:37 GMT

Fri, 15 Apr 2005 00:51:30 GMT

Heroin Bob: You know that shit you guys do? You're fucking yourselves up, man. Fucking acid, it never leaves your body. It's in your fucking spinal cord forever. Let me tell you something about the nature of chemicals, man. You know that dude, Napoleon? Yeah. He was banished to an island when the French got sick of him. That's right! He supposedly died of stomach problems, right? Wrong! He was actually poisoned over a long period of time; murdered by arsenic, a preservative. And you know how?
Stevo: No idea.
Heroin Bob: His hair.
Stevo: His hair.
Heroin Bob: His fucking hair! It was arsenic. You could tell how long he was being poisoned by following the traces of poison up his hair. Dude, dude, dude, if you do enough hits of it, you're dead!
Stevo: Really makes you think, doesn't it, Bob?
Heroin Bob: Th-think what?
Stevo: That chemistry's the wrong fucking major for a guy like you! It's he wrong major, Bob!
Heroin Bob: Well, you should lay off the acid anyways, man!