Pitiful Portraits

Hardly.

2006-03-20T14:56:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Trouble" by Coldplay

You missed me didn't you? Didn't you? Yeah! That's right you did. School has been hectic, I feel like death. Everything is going pretty crappily. But you missed me, and that's all that matters. Let's hug.

Currently Feeling: Crap-friggin'-tacular

The Word of the Day: Quote

Glitter pens and chalkboard dust.

2006-01-08T15:23:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Luck be a Lady Tonight" by Frank Sinatra

Back to school, tomorrow. Dread, dread, dread. School is hell. It's a prison; an excuse to get rid of your children for nine hours and then fake your happiness when they arrive home. Yeah, I"m not to happy with the idea of school right now. So, let's cut the crap and start talking about something else.

I don't know what else to talk about. Well, Happy Belated New Year, I suppose.

2006. Hurray. Another year of my life that I can't remember doing anything with. If you're in the same boat, could you please put a hole in it so we can sink and drown. Thanks.

I don't have any New Year's resolutions. I haven't told myself, "This is the year to..." blah blah blah, and some more bullshit I won't do.

This is going to be the year that I'm stressed out, that I realize I am who I'm not, that I take everything for granted, and that I fall down some stairs ten or twelve times.

If that's my New Year's resolution, to make all of that come true, I'd be a successful person.

More successful then you. You and your, "I'll find a husband," or "I'll stop lying about my age," or "I'll get a job and make something of myself."

Yeah? Is that so? Well, you better get cracking. You've already wasted most of your time.

Currently Feeling: Tempermental

The Word of the Day: Cellphone

Thinking too much gives you wrinkles.

2005-12-29T15:38:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Ana & Mia" by The Trews

Have you ever wondered what it's like to fly? Of course you have, you're wondering right now. Well, at least I suppose you are. I'm not a bloody psychic.

I have. I've wondered plenty of times. I've already created my super hero lifestyle in my head. Yes, I do have enough spare time to do so. Yes, I am quite gorgeous. Why do you ask?

I would be married to Batman. No doubt. Batman, whether fictional or not, has been played in movies by the most gorgeous men. I mean, really. Michael Keaton, Val Kilmer, Christian Bale, George Clooney. Look at these men. I think there is a theme here. Batman is meant to be unbelievably attractive.

I would have three children, all with crazy awesome super powers; and every time they did something silly, I would "tsk tsk" at them, say "Super Strong Manly Boy, you cut that out," and then I'd smile like the wonderful super hero mother that I am and pat him on the head.

We'd have a spaceship for transportation, and our house would be on cloud nine.

How this related to dreaming how to fly? Well, isn't it obvious? My ultimate super powers would be: super strength, invisibility, and ability to fly. D'uh!

Where were you this whole time? Sleeping?

I wouldn't be surprised. If you ever are bored again, maybe you should do something normal like making up your super hero life. Gees, get with the program.

Currently Feeling: Creative

The Word of the Day: Spaceship

P.S. Lysa is my super hero.

How could I forget?

2005-12-25T21:58:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Whoever You Are" by Geggy Tah

I haven't written a sporadic poem in quite a while. So, I've decided to write one.

eyes of passion
solitary
longing for that sight
where are you?

opening and closing
trickle goes a tear
where is that love?
where are you?

glancing back and forth
the surprise that they look for
will not be there
where are you?

did you know they were looking?
darting to and fro
the colour being lost with you
where are you?

fading into grey
dismal, dark, deadly
tremble, tremble
where are you?

they close forever
as death takes them
as life leaves
where are you?

you were there all along
you were invisible
you were laughing
i don't care where you are any longer

Currently Feeling: Shifty

The Word of the Day: Bop

Circles VS. Squares

2005-12-25T21:37:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Jerk it Out" by The Caesars

Gorsh, it's been a while. I highly doubt you missed me, but if you did, thanks a bunch. You're appreciated, I assure you.

Today is Christmas. That makes me happy inside. Christmas is such a lovely time, it just goes by too bloody fast. I mean, really. All that preparation and now it's already over. But it's worth it, isn't it?

I love Holidays. I love Holidays from crummy school. But I have to do a project during this holiday. Oh, son of a bitch. Now I'm angry.

Currently Feeling: Recently Upset

The Word of the Day: Geography sucks.

Almost there...

2005-11-25T02:45:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Stop Crying Your Heart Out" by Oasis

I love Oasis. They make me feel so... so... I'm not sure. They make me feel like I know what music is. Because Oasis... now, that's music. If anything were to be called music, it would be Oasis... and a bunch of other fantastic bands.

Don't you ever have one of those days? Or maybe it lasts longer. One of those weeks? Or something. When you just adore something? I mean, I love Oasis, and have for a while now; but right now, right at this moment... there's something. I don't know what it is. But there's something. It was just like my thing with Kasabian. Don't get me wrong... it hasn't gone away... but you know when it's extra great? Yeah... yeah, that. That's what's going on.

I've almost got all the Oasis CD's. Almost. Do you want them in order of purchase? Or in order of date? Both? No, you can't have both. Who do you think I am? I haven't got all the time in the world. Gees. I'll flip a coin. Tails says purchase.

It was heads. Honest. What the hell? Why would I lie about a coin toss? Why would I lie at all? It doesn't matter, anyway. I've just got to list them. Gees, are you ever picky. Well, here you go, in order of date the albums came out. Bolded are the ones I own.

1) Definitely Maybe [1994]
2) (What's the story) Morning Glory? [1995]
3) Be Here Now [1997]
4) The Masterplan [1998]
5) Standing on the Shoulder of Giants [2000]
6) Familiar to Millions [2000/2001]
7) Heathen Chemistry [2002]
8) Don't Believe the Truth [2005]

I'm contemplating whether I'll buy Familiar to Millions. It's live at Wembley Stadium in England. I'm not sure if I've ever liked live. I don't think I have. Maybe I'll buy it and see.

Currently Feeling: Musical

The Word of the Day: Desert

Get a grip.

2005-11-22T01:15:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Detroit Rock City" by KISS

Gosh, I hate school. I'm just so completely and utterly ruined by this overload of "learning."

I've no clue what to do with myself. I'm such a mess. I don't even have anything relevant to say. Not that I ever do, of course, but... I suppose you understand what I mean.

My head is crammed with problems and questions and answers to questions I haven't asked yet but will ask and then will forget the answer to.

There's no where to put all this information.

I need a break.

Currently Feeling: SERIOUSLY overwhelmed

The Word of the Day: Freedom

Unwittingly Played

2005-11-21T00:54:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Dare" by Gorillaz

So, I've realized that my life is equivalent to the word stress. Great, isn't it? I'm just too swamped. Too swamped with... life. It seems to be everywhere and I'm constantly... living it. It's not a horrible thing... just a stressful one. I wish there was a guide.

Living Life for Dummies or something. I could use that book. If you come across it, please give me a ring.

A lot of people ask what the meaning of life is. I think I've got the idea. I mean, I believe I've been taught and taught myself what the answer to that question is.

I just, wonder if I'm going about answering the question right. I mean, is what I'm doing with my life now really what I said I'm going to do with it? Or is this just the test run before I start actually living? Does that mean I haven't started living yet? Or does it mean that I'm still working my way up? I hope it's the last one. Or... maybe I don't. Maybe I wish I was already up there. It seems like we're always constantly working for something. Is that the meaning of life? To work until death? Yes, I think it is. It makes sense, doesn't it?

I guess we have to work and work until we die, and when we've died, we've succeded. We've lived life. I guess I'm happy. Now I know that working hard... is living life. Wow... that's actually... a relief.

Currently Feeling: Quite Happy

The Word of the Day: Until

No! You're just... interesting.

2005-11-16T02:58:00.000-05:00

L.T.= South Park on television in the background.

I hate school.

Currently Feeling: Useless

The Word of the Day: Garbage

A day for the ages.

2005-11-03T22:38:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Forget About Love" by Aladdin and The Return of Jafar OST

So, you've discovered my secret. I'm addicted to Disney songs and corny Soundtracks just as much as you're addicted to reading my horrible blogs.

Well, that doesn't say much then. The fact of the matter is: I'm a geek, as you are already aware.

I never have anything important to write about. Ever. I just, type and type about God knows what and you have to read it like you care. Then again, you may have already stopped. But you don't know I know you did, because you're not reading anymore.

Unless, you are reading. Well, I stand/sit here typing corrected. Excuse me.

I guess you want a poem. No? Well, you're getting one anyway.

throbbing frost bites eat at the core
never take a breather
never hold their weight
lay their pain upon you
a victim of the cold and unloved

feelings that are undescribable
pain unbearable
such a cliché
that's all it ever is
something that i can run with

will you run with me?
jack frost won't find us in that stolen cave
it's made of broken promises
and torn hearts
you'll love it there

i'll do anything for you
i'm stupid like that
take advantage of me
why not?
you think you can

but i'll call jack frost
and he'll teach you a lesson
that's right, you can't fool with me
i'm not a cliché
i'm not your ordinary old ordinary

Currently Feeling: Confused.

The Word of the Day: Desperate.

How dare I forget!

2005-11-02T01:28:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Hey Jude" by The Beatles

I forgot my poem, how foolish of me. I suggest I relate it to the previous post, what with the idea still fresh in my head. Let's see how this goes.

helen's name was helen
it was a pretty name
her grandmother's name
her mother's name
her name
what a name
helen was helen's name
tina didn't like the name
helen
eww, what a name
tina's name isn't helen
tina's name is tina
helen's name was rina
it was a pretty name
it was no one's name
it was helen's
rina
tina liked the name rina
rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
it made them connect
rina liked orange
tina liked pink
tina didn't like rina
good-bye helen
good-bye rina
good-bye forever
helen's name was rina
maybe it was honey
let's attract more flies
daniel's name was daniel
he liked "chicks"
rina was a chick
daniel liked "chicks"
daniel didn't like rina
the name that is
daniel liked penelope
helen's name was penelope
and helen was a chick
what a world
what a name
what a boy
daniel liked "chicks with ferrari's"
penelope was a chick
not a chick with a ferrari
daniel didn't like penelope
good-bye helen
good-bye rina
good-bye penelope
good-bye forever
helen's name was penelope
helen would be a chick
whether her name was penelope or not
maybe she's more of a chick
now that she's penelope
lori's name was lori
she liked laughing and funny words
lori waved to penelope
penelope rolled her eyes
lori smiles at penelope
penelope rolled her eyes
lori said "hello helen"
penelope widened her eyes
"helen?"
helen's name was helen
helen was a fine name
lori liked the name helen
lori loved the name lori
they wrote about the name game
what a game
what a name
what a world

Currently Feeling: Nameless.

The Word of the Day: Eyes.

It's funny, isn't it?

2005-11-02T01:15:00.000-05:00

L.T.= "Whoever You Are" by Geggy Tah

It's funny, isn't it? How the people you try to impress aren't impressed. The people you don't try to impress are impressed. Maybe we should reverse ourselves. Maybe we should change according to how we change. Makes sense, yes?

I don't know. It just seems like those people, those little (very few will get this little pun, but if you do, it means you know all too well what I'm talking about... and I love you), people, don't really care how you act. Then those bigger people seem to care more about you, even though you're not purposely throwing yourself on them; purposely giving them something to care about.

Do you get my drift? If you don't, I'm sorry. It's a good drift.

But in simpler terms, and although it's truly killed, being yourself... does, in the most oddest of ways, work.

Those stupid people you're trying to impress, you know them, right? Well, I've got something to tell you.

a) They don't matter.
b) They don't know who you are, so if they begin to dislike you, it's not you they dislike, it's just this crappy personality you're putting on for them.
c) When you show someone that you don't care, that you are who you are, they may like or dislike you, but you know it's for real. Hope for the best.
d) The best way to start a friendship is a similar dislike you both share i.e. a person who's a dick.

Simple, huh? I know, it's really not. It's funny, isn't it? How hard it is to be yourself...

Currently Feeling: Smarter than Usual.
The Word of the Day: Genius

An awakening of a brutal mind.

2005-10-26T23:53:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "The Prophecy" by LOTR: FOTR OST

I haven't written in ages. Well, almost ages... more like... day's. It's all the same in my books. I've been super, super busy with bloody school. I just finished some Geography work that made no sense. None. I don't even know why they ask these questions, they're just so absurd. Let's end this off with a sporadic poem.

screaming vile, you've lost your top
i wish i could find it for you
but your yelling is a song
to my ears that have not heard music
since the dawning of my time
so i ask that you beseech me
with a hardened tune
that i've listened to only twice
or maybe once...
it's not often that we lose your top
or is it the other way around?
forgive me, for i don't quite recall
screaming vile, i've lost my refuge
my refuge in that song of yours
that you scream for my heart's content
i can no longer hear it
as i heard before
when it made me happy everytime i danced
will you dance with me vile?
i see you're busy
forgive me, i didn't quite notice
screaming vile, why do you do this?
it usually happens that way
thrown aside like a cheap fabric
that would rip and wind without permission
i'm not that fabric
i think it's you...
no, it's me, once again you are right
your song tells the truth
to an unknowing heart
forgive me, i'm not all there

Currently Feeling: Worried.

The Word of the Day: Homework.

There's no such thing as strangers when a stranger says hello.

2005-10-06T21:05:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Come on, Come in" by Velvet Revolver

I hate homework and school. I don't hate someone. No, that someone isn't you. It might be though. I don't know how you got here if you are that someone. Really, though, how the hell did you get here? Oh well, it doesn't matter now. I'm just happy you're here, because I love you.

Poem? Yes.

crimson sky
screams my name
over the hills
a soft mourning

marigold feathers
scream my name
gently caressing
a bitter scratch

emerald fingernails
scream my name
clouds of tears
a passionate sorrow

a slap across the face
screams my name
a belonging place
a reality

Currently Feeling: Bubbly

The Word of the Day: Hermit

Realization.

2005-10-05T02:08:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "You're only Second Rate" by The Return of Jafar Soundtrack

I just realized something. All of these blog entries are most likely not for you. You may be an exceptional someone who for some reason, I love enough to possibly dedicate a blog entry to or just keep blogging for. But I've realized that truly, it is I that I write these entries for. This is one of the first things I've done for myself. This and my diary. Would you like at that? They're fairly the same.

I suppose the point is, don't think yourself too special, because I know that you think just as badly, if not worse, of me. We seem to be even. Let's leave it at that.

Currently Feeling: Conceited

The Word of the Day: Myself

A little addicted, I suppose.

2005-10-05T01:59:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Pure Imagination" by Maroon 5

I think I'm going to be a little addicted to making really odd poems. I don't know why I like writing them. I think I like reading the spectacular finish rather than making it, you know? Well, here goes.

a fallen branch
has left a scar on my soul
a fallen leaf
a mere needle

my tears do not burn
as they used to
do not fall
as the fallen branch

centuries may pass
with the heat rising
above the waters
i may float

a sky that has an ending
a story that creates no plot
my life
in a nutshell

a fallen branch
in a nutshell
is a sky
in a cloud

do they flow as i feel them?
these emotions of mine?
do they flow,
or do they fall?

do you turn to look
at my sunken eyes?
do you smile
when you see them?

yes.
you smile when you see my misery.
you smile when you see,
the last branch fall.

Shit. That didn't make any sense. That's awesome though.

Currently Feeling: Shrugful

The Word of the Day: Stranger

Many times I've been alone.

2005-10-04T01:18:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Long and Winding Road" by The Beatles

I kind of wanna write a poem. A really, sporadic and meaningless poem. Care to watch me try?

the silver clock ticks
i've heard it several times
its tune is getting old
like a waterfall

always running
always ticking
it will not become new
like an unopened birthday gift

stranded in the desert
it will not become new
it will tick
same old, same old

sometimes it ticks slower
others faster, and faster still
it sounds the same
tick tock... tock tick

it won't change my day
nor will it change my night
it will not change me
if it does not change itself

tick, the silver clock
tick, i wish it was golden
maybe it would tick different
if it was golden

my silver clock.
stop ticking, please.

Currently Feeling: Confused

The Word of the Day: Cork

Lordy.

2005-09-18T17:41:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Fire Up Ahead" by The Trews

Gah! It's so beautiful; so brilliant; so breath-taking! It's fantastically fantastic, wonderfully wonderful, astonishingly astonishing!

What is it that I speak so highly of? What, you say?

Why, my Kasabian Album fanlisting, of course!

View the beauty!

Isn't it lovely? It's not absolutely and officially approved, but I was approved to create it. I'm waiting for another host to accept me so I can make the join forms and such. Oh! I'm so excited!

It only took me a day, but I put a lot of work into it.

My favourite page is the band page. I like the image I made of all the members. Anyhoo, it's fantastic isn't it? God, I'm conceited! Who cares? I deserve to be.

Currently Feeling: Talented

The Word of the Day: Sunshine

Messiah for the animals.

2005-09-13T22:51:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "I.D." by Kasabian

This is going to be an intense post. Only intense because I have decided to make it actual worth reading, which is pretty intense compared to all my other shitty posts. Yes? Yes.

K A S A B I A N

Who else, really? I mean, how fantastic is this band? Pretty damn fantastic. I would like to direct you to the right, where I have inserted a lovely picture of this incredible band.
(From left to right: Chris Edwards, Sergio Pizzorno, Tom Meighan, and Christopher Karloff).

They have created some of the most aboslutely fantastic rock music I have ever heard. Each song just flys through you with such attitude and passion. There is so much talent incorporated into one band, one album, one music.

Kasabian has released a self-titled debut album that features the following songs:

Clubfoot
Processed Beats
Reason Is Treason
I.D.
Orange
L.S.F. (Lost Souls Forever)
Running Battle
Test Transmission
Pinch Roller
Cutt Off
Butcher Blues
Ovary Stripe
U Boat

T H E M E M B E R S:

Tom Meighan: (tahm may-guhn) n.

V O C A L S

Chris Edwards: (kris ehd-wardz) n.

B A S S

Sergio Pizzorno: (sare-jee-oh pee-zorn-oh) n.

V O C A L S , G U I T A R

Christopher Karloff: (kris-toe-pher kar-loff) n.

G U I T A R

I'm sure you're wondering why I did this. I believe you're thinking my reasons are:

She's just has so much homework and dumbass school shit to do that she wasted her time on this.
She's very fond of the band.
She's very fond of one of the band members...

Alas, the answer is all of the above.

I do have a lot of homework. But really? I don't care.

I do love the band very much.

I do love Christopher Karloff.

Currently Feeling: Talented

The Word of the Day: Waste

Holy Bologna!

2005-09-07T02:02:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "L.S.F" by Kasabian

Sorry for the delay in posts. I know you don't really care. But I found that I had forgotten about dear blogger for a little while. You haven't missed out on anything, I assure you.

I would like to introduce you to another extremely good-looking man. If you don't know him, I don't know what kind of box you've been living in for about four years, but it must be a very small one. This, of course, is the extremely gorgeous Aragorn. I've only been in love with him since I first gazed at him in The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring. I was pleased to discover later on, that I would also be gazing at him more often in the rest of the Lord of the Rings movies. He is the obvious ladies man. Handsome, smart, and kingly. Oh God, is he ever kingly. It also pleased me to understand that he is one of the absolute main characters.

I mean, really, how can you resist such physique, such stamina. He's lovely.

Aragorn is played by Viggo Mortensen who is nothing without his Aragorn ensemble. Hopefully that those who know what Aragorn looks like as his true-blue actor understands that all you want to say is, "Viggo, back with the beard and greasy hair." Mmm... grease.

Viggo has been in such other movies as Hidalgo, 28 Days, G.I. Jane, A Perfect Murder, and so forth.

But we must admit, no one types the stunningly beautiful Aragorn.

Currently Feeling: Tired

The Word of the Day: Gorgeous

Shot to the heart...

2005-08-26T02:52:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "You Give Love a Bad Name" by Bon Jovi

I enjoy reading. Part of reading is also... buying bookmarks. My favourite bookmark I have is almost like an abstract painting. It's vibrant colours are almost warming. When I think of it, I think of fall images. I also think of the words scripted upon it in blazing gold.

All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
-Edgar Allan Poe

The words come from his poem, "A Dream Within A Dream."

I find them quite... enchanting. Is that the right word? I believe so.

Currently Feeling: Enchanted

The Word of the Day: Dream

I can take a hint!

2005-08-22T19:03:00.002-04:00

L.T.= "One Jump Ahead" by Disney's Aladdin Soundtrack

Well, it only took me two days to complete everything, but all the little extras I've added to the left sidebar of this blog are working rather well. My favourite would have to be the fanlistings section. This is most likely because it was the reason I put all that junk on the side.

I think I did a fine job getting it to look like the blog. Don't you? Of course you do!

Well, that's all I'm here to say. Toodles.

Currently Feeling: Pleased

The Word of the Day: Hasty

Don't bore me with your conundrums...

2005-08-21T18:36:00.000-04:00

L.T.= The television in the background

I got back! Hurrah! I'm very happy to be home. Do you want to know why? Yes, I know you don't. I'm going to tell you anyway.

It definitely wasn't the best trip I've ever taken. I mean, I've been to Cuba twice before, so you can imagine how semi-sick of it I am.

To start off, the pool area and beach were very nice... minus the several "sex-protection items" we discovered, if you get my drift; (nudge, nudge).

Swimming is always fun though, but the water was always awfully warm because of the beating sun. It was like taking a bath. The beach wasn't as bad, but people kept locating jelly fish and throwing them on their heads for sport... I was terrified.

If you want to call it food, you can, but I don't think it deserves that luxury. As you can tell, it wasn't very nice. Everything was either raw, over-cooked, or fake. 'Nough said.

Ants plagued our rooms as did a smell of death... and must. It was like walking into a sauna and smelling the gut-wrenching body odour of the old men around you.

I did love the Piña Coladas. I had about forty in my time there... not joking around. I think I'm addicted.

The workers didn't give a shit about any of the people that were there, except for the select few that would smile at you once in a blue moon.

All in all... it wasn't that bad. I know I made it sound horrendous, but to tell you the truth, the time flew by quickly and evidently, I survived. I don't think I would go back to Cuba again... ever!

I think I've had my fill. I don't need much more of it.

On the bright side, I'm tanned.

Currently Feeling: Run-down

The Word of the Day: Advice

You must believe me...

2005-08-13T00:37:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Butcher Blues" by Kasabian

So, here's the deal. I'm not going to be here for a week or so. Vacation; summer; all that other bullshit. Don't worry, I know you don't care. Which is good, because that gives me more reason to yell at you for not caring when I come back.

I still love Christian Bale if you were wondering. I know you weren't. I know you don't care about that either.

I think I should make a list of things you don't care about, and then another list of why I should yell at you when I come back. I'm thinking that you wouldn't care to see the list. I'm thinking you're in for it when I get back.

Currently Feeling: Lazy

The Word of the Day: Horizontal

Holy Son-of-a-crackerjack!

2005-08-12T04:08:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Clubfoot" by Kasabian

I know, isn't he beautiful? Good, old Christian Bale.

If you don't know him... then you're an idiot. No, no, I'm just joking... you're more than that! You're a total moron! No, I'm just kidding with you again. It's alright that you don't know him, because the less that know him, the more there is for only me to know. Buaha. It's my ultimate plan.

He did play Batman though, in "Batman Begins". Isn't he manly? I'd let him save me anyday. But, I can honestly admit, that Christian Bale caught my eye far before he turned into his batlike figure... manly and beautiful batlike figure.

I also enjoyed his roles in "Empire of the Sun" -he was but a mere child-, The Newsies, Swing Kids, and the voice of Thomas in "Pocahontas" -I happen to love this movie, but in this case only, John Smith overpowers Thomas' sexiness-. I haven't seen him in American Psycho, which is odd, I know. I'm going to get right to that, though. Soon as I have the stomach.

Even so, I will award you with even more information on our lovely, Christian Bale.

Sexy
Sophisticated
and mine.

That's the just of it. You want more? Then google him, dipshit.

Currently Feeling: Dramatic

The Word of the Day: Ownership

Don't bother; I'll probably burn it in the end...

2005-08-04T04:51:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "We Might As Well Be Strangers" by Keane

Alright. So, I don't have much to say. Then again, I never really have much to say. I say a lot but not much of anything. But, then again, wouldn't a lot be a synonym to much? Then I'm just bullshitting myself. Oh well, sue me...

Currently Feeling: Spiffy

The Word of the Day: Change

"FiiIinnGGgErRRs KKkkIIIccKK TooOoOeeEEE AASssSSSsssSSSsss!"

Drain me of my feeling so that I may feel the feeling of feeling no more...

2005-08-02T02:51:00.000-04:00

L.T.= My CD drive fooling around with a CD (Scandalous...)

Wow, that's a crafty title. Made that up all on my lonesome. Nope, not lying.

I'm currently bored, aching, and about to fall over. I think that I'm in a healthy state... Prove me wrong.

Hey, it's August... Did you know?

I just really have nothing meaningful to talk about. My fingers are also pleading that I stop typing, but as you can see, they're quite defenceless. I mean, not only do they continue to type, but they continue to type badly about themselves...

Hey... did you hear? Fraces is a loser. We should really strangle her when she's----

They've had a talking to... we came to a compromise. I have to type "FiiIinnGGgErRRs KKkkIIIccKK TooOoOeeEEE AASssSSSsssSSSsss!" at the end of each entry for a week. What a life I have...

Currently Feeling: Beaten

The Word of the Day: FiiIinnGGgErRRs

"FiiIinnGGgErRRs KKkkIIIccKK TooOoOeeEEE AASssSSSsssSSSsss!"

The day the sun didn't come up...

2005-07-31T16:26:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Morning Glory" by Oasis

I'm just kind of sitting here, staring at you. I don't know what I'm waiting for. Inspiration? Please...

I don't think this entry is going to be made up of much. I feel kind of... "not in the mood". I suppose you're asking why I would come, then? I don't know. Guess that's my cue to leave...

Currently Feeling: Ugly

The Word of the Day: Reverse

Ripped.

2005-07-29T19:11:00.000-04:00

you ripped off a piece to keep as your own.
it hurt when you took it, but i can stand the pain.
remember to take care of that piece that you took.
it weeps when it doesn't here my name.
it knows you won't say my name.
it knows.

remember to feed it love on occasion.
that's what it calls for the most.
i know you like torture.
it doesn't.
i know you know it doesn't.

nurture it please, in its times of need.
right now.
nurture.
help it when it bleeds.
this happens often.
there's napkins in the closet.

cuddle and caress it.
it hurts when it's alone.
do you leave it alone?
you should stop that.
...it's bleeding again.

it hurt when you took that piece.
you stole that piece.
hurt that piece.
it hates you for it.
give it back.

you ripped it away.
that piece of my heart.

Someday you will find me...

2005-07-29T04:58:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Champagne Supernova" by Oasis

Well, I'm ultimately bored. However, I've found I can cure that by coming here and writing a really long message. I enjoy writing, you know? Could you tell? I hope you could tell. Yes, writing is something I enjoy quite a bit. I'm thinking of making a profession out of it. Not like you care, I know, but I decided that it was something I could write about... since writing is what I do best. Do you understand? Hopefully you do.

It's bothersome when people don't understand simple things. It's one thing when it's a dramatic formula or something to that affect, but something really simple, really easy... it just bothers the heck out of me.

Have you noticed I'm trying to write about anything. That's how bored I am. I need help, I think. Something like boredom medication or a face lift.

I think I like where my cheek bones are.

I like a lot of things. Some things to much. I have a tendency of not being able to just like something, but becoming completely and utterly obsessed. Sometimes to the point in which I am "overly protective" or "creepy". I don't think I'm creepy. But then again, does someone who is insane know their insane?

I like italics. I've used them frequently in this blog entry. I like emphasis. It makes the sentence more interesting, more alluring to the viewer.

Bolding is slightly fun to. Not like italics, though. Italics are pretty awesome.

I'm bored with my stupidity.

Let's Dance...

Currently Feeling: Bored, Cold, and Anxious

The Word of the Day: Italics

I haven't got your damn popcorn! Gees...

2005-07-23T23:13:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Every Planet We Reach Is Dead" by Gorillaz

Well, I've washed my hair. Aren't you happy for me? I thought you would be. See, me and you, we have this connection. I know how to make you happy, you see? I knew that the prospect of me washing my hair would make you insanely happy, whether for me or not. I'm so incredibly nice. I'm only thinking about you...

Currently Feeling: Clean

The Word of the Day: Extrovert

His Love...

2005-07-21T23:41:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Break On Through" by The Doors

I have a special treat for all your faithful blog readers out there.

It's a little image, icon thingy I made today. It took me an hour and a half to make. Unbelievable, I know, but it was worth it. I adore the little thing. I actually put some meaning into it, but I doubt he'll ever know.

Currently Feeling: Over-worked

The Word of the Day: Blind

That physique, how can I speak?

2005-07-19T22:00:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Prince Ali" by Disney's Aladdin Soundtrack.

I'm soo bored. This is going to be a short post though because I'm on the phone. Umm... Blar?

Currently Feeling: Anxious

The Word of the Day: Peacocks

Underneath the bumblebee...

2005-07-09T03:24:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Trying Your Luck" by The Strokes

The song above is truly fantastic. I seem to be somewhat addicted.

My Lord, I'm so not entertained tonight. I think I need help. I seem to have lost my spunk for enjoying the time I spend... with myself. No, it's not that pathetic.

Alright, so maybe it is; but can you blame me...?

Hey, no one asked you.

But, speaking seriously, I do need something to do with my time. I mean, this summer is going to rot me away into some boring, over-weight, lump of nothingness that no one wants to hang out with...

My god, it's already done that!

Currently Feeling: BORED

The Word of the Day: BORED

This is killing me...

2005-07-05T16:50:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Stop Crying Your Heart Out" by Oasis

You truly don't understand how difficult it was to finally get that bloody music note to pop up for this post. I don't know what my blog is trying to tell me, but I have a feeling it's not good news...

Maybe my "Listening To:" section isn't as clever and cool as I thought it would be? This sort of hurts me inside... But what does my blog know? Honestly. I made him who he is today. And yes, he is male. His name is Mr. Blog.

I've noticed I have a fondness for naming things Mr. (whatever they may be). My friend once asked me a name for her cat. I said "Mr. Cat" would be the best choice... She wasn't so fond of it.

My computer's name is Mr. Puter; first name Com. Com Puter.

Have you gotten the just of it yet? Good.

Currently Feeling: Excited

The Word of the Day: Mr. (insert word here)

You let your face grow long...

2005-07-02T04:42:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "I am the Walrus" by The Beatles

Well, am I ever bored. Honestly, I don't think I've ever been quite as bored as I am right about now. Then again, it is 1:36 a.m... So, who can blame me for being bored? The computer is slowly losing it's spunk. I think I should get back into enhancing my intellect by entertaining myself with activities such as "reading" and "writing". I wonder what happened to those activities...

Alright, so that's about the just of my life minus the fact that I'm no longer considered a child. Oh, did I tell you? I'm no longer considered a child. I believe I said that before...

I've now officially completed elementary school and I am off to high school next year. Hurrah, I say! I'm not exactly as pleased as I had supposed I would have been. I'm more "sad", I suppose.

I've decided to also add something else to this good, old blog! In addition to "Listening to:" and "Word of the Day:", you will also be able to view "Currently Feeling:". Exciting isn't it?

Currently Feeling: Dizzy

The Word of the Day: Surprise

Music Note Testing

2005-06-26T14:18:00.000-04:00

Yes! I totally figured it out because I am a bloody Genius!

The Word of the Day: Success

I'm in a dream...

2005-06-26T14:05:00.000-04:00

*music note* (I am currently having problems figuring out how the music note will appear. It's being a stubborn bastard) L.T.= "Take it or Leave it" by The Strokes

I'm thinking I'm in some sort of dream. I haven't really been myself lately. I've had this awkward feeling in my stomach; a mixture of excitement and happiness and all those other sappy emotions I rarely feel. Not to mention I have an over all positive attitude all of sudden. We're in some sort of Twilight Zone...

I don't know what to think of this new feeling. Actually, the happiness and excitement I am experiencing in my stomach is almost making me nauseous because I never stop feeling it. Am I too happy for my own good?

The Word of the Day: Perfect

Step aside, chum; I'll handle this...

2005-06-23T02:41:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Whoever You Are" by Geggy Tah.

Well, has it ever been a long time? It has. I'm sorry that I haven't exactly been the greatest blogger on this side of blog-o-mania if there ever was such a thing; do understand though that I am dealing with this thing called life.

Nothing exciting is really happening in my life, to tell you the absolute truth. I do believe I've sprouted a load of courage. How? I will not say; I myself do not know.

My elementary school days are coming to a quick close and I suppose I am trying to make the best out of the ounces of childhood I still have hanging on to me. I'm hoping for the best because I have some plans I wish to carry out. I don't know how they'll go or what is going to become of them, but do wish me the best...

The Word of the Day: Worrisome

Hello, Old Friend!

2005-06-04T21:46:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "When You Sleep" by LongView

I haven't graced you with my presence upon this blog for a while now. I have many things I must do, so I am going to make this quick. I'm not very enthusiastic at the current moment. Past experiences have made me a little sad within the emotional parts of my body. Do understand...

Toodles.

The Word of the Day: Affection

Geranium, Geranium, where has your turtle gone?

2005-05-25T22:51:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Point of No Return" by Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack

I'm not really in the mood for writing. I just came to tell you I'm alive. Well, I'm alive. If you wanted to know if I was alive, I am... Thanks.

The Word of the Day: Danish

Where is all this oxygen coming from?

2005-05-24T19:55:00.000-04:00

L.T.= "Wonderwall" by Oasis

This is the first post that I have made that contains an actually Song Title in the "Listening To:" Section. Hurrah!
I despise Science. It is very interesting, but I believe that Sciene is for nonbelievers. Why does humankind feel the need to know everything about everything? True, it is good to learn about the body, cells, such and such, to prevent sickness and so forth; but when it comes to learning how the clouds form... I DON'T CARE!
Let them form as they wish! It's not like I can stop them from forming that way, or tell them to form a different way. I don't care that water evaporates, because whether I know it will or not, it's STILL going to! I don't feel the need to know the names of certain types of rocks, or learn about something that contradicts my religion. Whether they tell me that we all came from monkeys or God created humankind, I'll believe what I want. None of us were there to experience the creation of the earth. There theories are as good as mine...

The Word of the Day: Bullshit

I've got a lovaley bunch of coconuts!

2005-05-23T06:23:00.000-04:00

L.T.= Chainsaw outside (Dad and Brother are cutting down our poor dead tree)

I've decided: there isn't much to say today. I think my life isn't as entertaining as I had thought it to be. Not that I had thought it to be in the first place, it's just that the sentence sounded better that way.
I'm not crazy.
It's Victoria Day today. I don't know why all the stores are closed. Why aren't they closed on my day? What's so great about hers? Then again, some people hate Victoria Day because all the stores are closed. I don't want people to hate my day. So go celebrate on my day for the stores are opened. Hurrah!
My day is February 9th. I was presented to the world in the winter, which isn't all it's cracked up to be; if it's cracked up to be anything anyway. The winter is, most probably, my least favourite season. I hate the cold, but then again, I hate sweating too. Sweating is the main drawback of hot, as is loss of energy also. I still like it better, though.

The Word of the Day: Chainsaw

It's Poem Time!

2005-05-21T14:36:00.000-04:00

A Star in the Fog

it's consuming me
the utter fog
disastrous; lonesome

i cry for a shield
the air is getting thick
i can't see my feet

the rain is starting
it rolls on my cheeks
hard; unruly

pain like this
is deserved by no one
the love is lost

i look for a light
i see nothing but dust and fog
heavy; suffocating

i fall in a dream
consumed by nightmares
fantasies are no more

i feel a prickle
a gentle touch
small; comforting

wide are my eyes
now smothered with the rain
of my hurtful soul

i see a star
floating slowly
radiant; dazzling

it puts an umbrella
under my eyes
it shelters me from the cold

arm under arm
picks me up
grasping; holding

it whispers softly
"you're beautiful"
the rain is joyful

it no longer hurts
to feel the fog
gone; extinct

clearing away
i see more stars
they are laughing as they dance

the clouds are fluffy
asking for a jump
welcoming; joyful

it no longer rains
in this land of the loved
the star has saved me

The Word of the Day: Julia

Breakdown...

2005-05-21T14:33:00.000-04:00

L.T.=Nothing you care about.

Have you ever been to a dance? Do you think they're fun? Yes? No? I know, it does depend. They'd be very fun to certain people that like certain music. When they're certain music plays, they must have lots of fun, right? Sure. They never play my certain music at dances. You can't really "dance" to rock music, can you? Hmm... actually, you can. I like to bob my head to the point where my hair pierces my pupil and I yelp in pain. Now, that's dancing.
I went to a dance last night.
It wasn't what I planned.

Ten Tips to Make your Dance Unusual:

Go to a dance that has a bunch of people you don't like.
Threaten to leave because you're not having a good time.
Here Gossip from a friend.
Freak out because that gossip is affecting future plans of yours.
Tell another friend.
Realize they don't care that much.
Tell another friend.
Realize they do care.
Start balling at the dance because of how retarded you are and how beautiful that friend of yours is.
Try to forget about it for the rest of the dance and start dancing like an idiot with your beautfiul friend =).

True Story...

The Word of the Day: Beautiful

Mathlete?

2005-05-19T01:59:00.000-04:00

L.T.= myself typing.

I'm a mathlete, and a darn good one at that. Me and some fellow chums went to another school to compete against other mathlete's in the "Math Olympics". We came in 3rd place out of 35 Teams that were participating. We received medals with Calculators and protractors ingraved upon them. A fellow chum lost his coat during this competition. The scene went something like this:

Chum: Sir?
Sir: *doesn't respond to chum*
Chum: Sir? Have you seen a coat? I lost my coat.
Sir: *doesn't respond to chum*
Chum: Sir? I can't find my coat. Excuse me? Have you seen my coat.
Sir: Alright, kids, let's get started.

My chum felt very down about his coat but realized where it was later. Me and a nother chum had a hearty laugh. It was quite the picnic...

The Word of the Day: Chum

Post Structure: new AND improved

2005-05-15T15:24:00.000-04:00

L.T.= Television in the background; my computer eating itself

Normally, I start posts oddly, don't I?
The Whale jumped over the Canopy, but the Canopy didn't like water. The Whale apologized for his intrusion upon the Canopy's private space. The Canopy did not accept the apology. The Whale walked away in an attempt to befriend a Pancake.

Yes? Yes.

The Word Of The Day: Superstition

The word of the day is: Music

2005-05-15T15:21:00.000-04:00

I've decided to add a little something to my posts, to make them a little more exciting and extravagant. This little something is the following:

I will be adding a word of the day at the end of my posts. I will randomely choose the word from my vocabulary or the vocabulary around me. I might even find a word somewhere. Someone may exclaim, "A ha!" and I'll post that word upon this blog.
I will also be including a "Listening to:" addition at the beginning of my posts. It will look like this:

L.T.= "Song Name" by Your Mother {OR} odd sounds that are occuring with or without music.

I hope you enjoy this as much as I will. Immediately after I publish this post, I will give you a test run of my new and improved post structure.

Obe Won Kenobie has nothing on me...

2005-05-14T19:31:00.000-04:00

ran·dom ( P ) (ran-dum) adj.
Having no specific pattern, purpose, or objective: random movements.

In simpler words; me. I've noticed that I am quite ran-dum, too say the least. Not only that, but it is true that I have no purpose or objective. What can I compare myself to to make me look a little more dull?
A ha! I'm like an extra in a very exciting movie. No one ever looks at the extra's because they find it more necessary to look at the main characters; "the spotlights" if you will. An extra; needed for completion, but solitary and just there.
I'm cruel. To myself more than others I suppose, but some might say differently. Then again, what do they know?... Those pompous jackasses.
I am currently listening to the soundtrack of The Phantom of the Opera: 2004, (well, that was slightly random, wasn't it?) It's an absolutely spectacular soundtrack; the movie also. Odd? Yes. But then again, aren't we all?

New Brain Rotter...

2005-05-13T19:09:00.000-04:00

I have obtained a new brain rotter. The brain rotter is a new computer. It is far too big. I feel like a mosquito wearing very large glasses. I have to tilt my neck up to see the top of the screen. Bigger is not better...

As the clock tolls one...

2005-05-11T23:25:00.000-04:00

Actually, my clock doesn't toll, and it's not even close to one o'clock anyways. So, you can let go of your mother's hand now and just continue reading this post.
Did what I just say make sense? I don't care if you don't think it did.
My last post wasn't that thrilling was it. Well, not like I'm doubting my creative writing, but it was kind of dull.
Well, on the other hand, it wasn't really that dull at all. It was actually quite clever.
Well, look at me jabbering on like I don't have a bedtime. I can't seem to make up my mind can I? No, I'm sorry; I can't.
Out the window I see the clouds moving. If you can believe it, never in my life have I seen them move as fast as they just did right now; right out my window. It was an exciting experience. The clouds were practically racing down the sky, cutting off the birds in their path. If birds had fingers instead of wings, I think one of them would have popped up the middle one to a passing cloud, if I don't say so myself. Yet, I did say so myself. I don't here anyone else saying it. And if I didn't, would it still be fact that a bird would have given the cloud the middle finger, (if, I must remind, it had fingers at all)? It's a mysterious world up there, with the racing clouds and cursing birds...

Go pluck yourself...

2005-05-11T19:30:00.000-04:00

It's hard, when you truly think about it, to live life knowing there is someone out there you just can't stand.
Have you ever asked why, though? Why are they so extremely unlikeable?
Could it be their stupid hair?
The way their clothes don't match?
How they snort when they laugh?
The way they run to the finish line?
Their cocky attitude?
Their total disrespect?
The way they make you look like a dumbass?
When they lie in front of your face?
When they take little things and make them so much bigger then they actually are?
The way they copy everything you do?
When they steal your personal space?
The way they push you into doing something you know they couldn't do themselves?
The way their eyes sparkle and yours don't?
When they pretend their eyes sparkle when it's really yours that do?
When they call you something that they are?
Ah, the possibilities are endless. So, what's your excuse?

It's been a hard day's night...

2005-05-09T20:20:00.000-04:00

My Play-doh is being quite stubborn today. It refuses to come out of its container, so I am poking it to death with a pen.
No, stop! Don't feel bad for it! It deserves what it's getting...
I almost have it...
I got a chunk... Just give me a few seconds.
Okay, I'm just going to scrape the left over pieces off the sides...
Alright, it's in my hand. I got it all out. Hurrah!
It's now acting as a thick and tacky bracelette on my left wrist. It is weighing my hand down.

It's a very accurate picture, to tell you the truth. I hope you enjoyed it. I'll give you a few seconds to look at it a little bit longer...
...
...
...
Is that enough time for you? Good. I thought that was a nice touch, you know, letting you really grasp and take in my artistic abilities. And no, I don't draw that amazingly all the time. It was a once in a lifetime thing.
You're lucky you got to experience this tremendous mark in history...

Pass the mustard, Sam!

2005-05-09T01:11:00.000-04:00

Actually, keep the mustard; I have nothing to put it on but Play-doh...
Hmm, that's a yucky combination.
I'm slumped. I have a lot of stuff to do. I've decided that the best way to finish all my work is to throw in a little blog time and then just not do anything.
That's a good plan; a very good plan. I'm going to go write this plan down so I can do it again another day.
I'm back. Actually, I never left. I didn't really write that plan down. It was sarcasm if you haven't heard of that. It's another term for bullshitting.
I find that I bullshit a lot, but that's alright. Hey, I could just be bullshitting about bullshitting. You never know with a wild girl like me. Look at me go wild...
I actually didn't go wild. I just stared at the screen and didn't type for a little while. That's quite wild in my eyes. I think you're wild. Come be wild with me...

Bored...

2005-05-07T16:49:00.000-04:00

I've noticed that blogs are kind of fun. They are almost like diaries; I also happen to like diaries. I just like writing. It's taking my brain and giving you a piece; as if my brain was a big chocolate cake or something. You like chocolate cake, don't you? Good. Then you'll like my brain.
My brain is usually filled with a bunch of imaginative thoughts that go way beyond the normal, like, me being cool or something to that affect. Anyways, my brain of chocolate cake can keep you entertained for hours and hours on end. It really is a rich piece of work.
I have a cup of play-doh next to me that I enjoy squishing while I play on the computer. I am not currently squishing my cup of play-doh or the play-doh within that cup, but I am looking at it. At the moment, I long to squish it but I know that it needs some rest from all my previous squishing today.
Do you like me? It's funny that I don't know what you may have responded. I'm still debating which answer I wish you would have said. That's okay, don't feel any pressure upon yourself. You're a good person.

Good evening, ladies and gents!

2005-05-07T05:48:00.000-04:00

Let's cut to the chase, shall we? I don't like you, you don't like me...
We're living in an imperfect world where murderers get off risk free and they are still charging us for cookies. Insane, I know, but it's me and you that can make the world a better place.
Let's get down to the basics:
1)You probably need drugs
2)I probably need cookies
So, it's a done deal? I'll see you at eight.
Alright. Those were just the stepping stones.
So you really want to know why the world is round and the sky is blue? Because I say so, now back off.