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| | teen prago | | | Tuesday, July 22, 2008 (5:29 PM)
(I'm feeling aggravated) | | I don't get it. I have a theory but I really have no clue about the reasons.
Are the girls getting prego on perpuss?
By accident?
Why? Is it more than love?
If it's love, that's not a good enough reason. Why not wait till out of high school to have a kid? If it's real and you love him he'll still be there to have a baby with you...
Looking for something more? A reason to live?
I know a lot of girls at my high schoo land in my home town who have been or are right now prego. I'm not judging I'd just like to know form a teen mothers point of view. What happened? | | | 150 Views | 0  Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Who the hell do you think you are? | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:25 PM)
(I'm feeling hostial) | | A girl walks into the clinic during my lunch, I’m sitting on the table like I have been for the past 2 years. She said “ YOU need to go to class” she walked over to the wheel chair took the red bag out of it, and began wheeling it over to the door, I sat there saying “mom” repeating it, mom turned around and more or less told her off. This girl is a senior, and is studying to be a dr. or nurse, or something like that. She left with mom
A boy who just happens to be black had been called well you can guess, so he was on the phone and I start going off. I’m sitting there saying “who the F does that girl think she is” “ how dare she tell me what I need to be doing” “ she’s not my motherF’n parent/boss” “ I F’n hate white people” the boy is laughing now. Another girl walks in who I kind of know, we’ve talked before. And I’m still going off about this girl. So I’m sitting on the table still, like normal.
The B comes back in tells me I need to get off the table, i held my tongue until she was half a foot out the door. “how the hell she gonna tell me what I need to do” “I’ve been sittin on this table for the past 2 F’n years” “who the hell does she thing she is” yeah she probably heard me going off, but I really didn’t care.
The boy was still laughing. Steven another black boy was in there. He’s like a brother. He’s always watchin out for me, so when he heard this boy was messing with me he was about to go hunt him down and fight. But mom told him not to, saw him later and he was askin if I was alright now. He heard my rant about this girl. I was already pissed at Sparohowk for being a dick toward me. It seems like there is a pattern beginning here. Every time I’m having a bad day he’s a fault. Or it began in his class. Grrr. As of right now I’m finished…. | | | | 148 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | May 23rd | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:23 PM)
(I'm feeling angry) | | My day was f’d up. First period was good like normal.
2nd period is always a disaster. Today a boy was making a statement saying brain cells come back once they die, myself along with another class mate tell him “no brain cells don’t come back, once they die, they die.” He tried arguing with us, Coach stepped in saying myself and the other class mate are right. The boy got angry, and started saying shit about the 2 of us geniuses as he called us. like my normal self I stood up for the both of us, he called me some names, picking on my glasses, saying I looked like a duck and I was more or less a geek and have no friends. I told him I’d never help him with anything again, I’ve helped him with class work, quizzes, ect. He said I never helped him, whatever. So he proceed to pick on me, I can’t help the fact that he’s stupid and wanted to argue a false point. He’s just embarrassed that he was wrong and to girls proved it. The whole time my adrenalin was kickin in, and fast. I had to use every ounce of energy I had to restrain myself from jumping over ever table in my way and beating the hell out of him. Took me all day to chill out.
Than after that class was over, I got into the clinic and saw my friend lying on a cot. She was having a small seizure, or more like some tremors fixin to go into a seizure. It’s frightening. I hated seeing my friend like that. She was barley with it. I began crying while sitting with her. I rubbed her back and talked about nothing of sense, hoping I’d get her mind on other things. It worked. She hadn’t been taking her meds for a while. She could eventually have a stoke…
I got to 3rd period trying to keep things together. Didn’t work how I wanted it to… images of my friend were stuck in my head along with the anger, and rage still free flowing threw my body. I wasn’t upset because of the names I was called but because I really wanted to fight him, If I was in Mr. Harvie’s none of this would have happened, he would have taken this boy aside and told him off, I would know he’s done it before for me.
I just keep thinking about my friend, I can't bare to lose another; it hurt to much the first time. Kristen, 7th grade, had a locker 1 down from mine, she could never get the lock opened, and she didn't make it to the first day of school. She had a hole in her heart and died in the night from a heart attach. She was always there for me, I didn't go to calling hours, and I didn’t want to see her lying in the coffin never able to make me laugh again. grrr.
Pisses me off. I never realized I had a temper, when I was around Michael is never came out, maybe once when sis hit me with a crayon. Michael and I never yelled at one another, we always talked threw our problems. But since he's away right now, blahsay....IDK My temper is one sid of me I never want Michael to see... I reather not let anyone see it, people's jaw drops when ever a curse word flied out, it's not normal thing for me, so when they see me angry and raging with aggression. grrr.
Anyone dare mess with MY friends, My family, or even me will get whats coming to them, if not by me, than by someone with a hire athority... Should have gottin Mr. Frizel in the room when this was going on, I didn't even call this boy a name, he sunk low and did, lmao. a duck, Wonder if he saw that picture from ceramics class?!?!?!
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| | May 19th | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:21 PM)
(I'm feeling undefined) | | Today was something, I so many words for so many people. The day started off great, it was pouring out, I absolutely love the rain, especially when it’s pouring. First period it always good, second period not to bad, just boring.
2nd period, I got yelled at by my ex. Volleyball couch. I had to get a key to unlock a few doors, just so I could get a DVD. Getting the key wasn’t the problem, nor was giving them back. Once I gave to keys back to her and got back into class, her PE class walked into the hall and went into the gym, she walked out and had a hissy fit, she yanked the class room door open. And yelled Miss…….(my last name) and I looked over at her, I know she came in to yell at me, so I waited. She asked me which well I went to get the DVD. I told her down the hall out side into the other hall. And than she asked which way I came back. I said the same way I went, which is true. Some one opened the gym door and she was blaming me. She said she locked it herself. She proceeded to yell at me, than she said you’re not going to get in trouble, did you open the door. I was like no I didn’t come threw that way. And she acted like I did still saying there must be a ghost. So I was like what ever. She left still ranting about it.
3rd period, it was alright, I don’t really have any comments about it. Before the period was over the principle got on the PA system. She said she was going to shorten up 3rd period due to the weather. So we didn’t get to clean up. And I swear she said she went to college but I’m not so sure about it. She sent us right out into the rain, either she’s blind, or she wanted to see the student at school act crazy in the rain. It was a down poor. I got drenched, people acting chaotic. Run in ever direction. One boy ran right into me. I saw him coming but I couldn’t get out of his way. He ran right into me, he fell I wasn’t fazed.
4th period wasn’t too bad.
After school I was in the clinic hanging out, waiting to leave, I brought up being bale to drive my fathers hot rod this weekend and how excited I was, I asked my sister if she knew, she was so rood, I hope she knows I don’t appreciate her attitude. And she gave me more attitude, she never thanked me for giving her MY depression meds. Instead when confronted about it she said fine I’ll just give them back. I was so pissed I was either going to punch her in the face, pop her head off, or walk it off. I walked it off. I went outside; I forgot to grab mom’s keys so I sat down on the curb. I saw my friend Shaina, I waved at her but didn’t make eye contact, my eyes were tearing up. After I was sitting on the curb for a while I heard foot steps approaching, at a fast speed. I knew it was Shaina. She’s a great friend. She and I talked for about an hour, about what happened all day. Than I feel a bite. A freakin ant bits me. Oh not only that I sat in them. I had ants all over me. Shaina helped me get them off of me.
I figured the day would get worse. It didn’t. I finally got Chex Mix, but I have a head ache right now. Though I am still angry. I'm too nice. | | | | 132 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | I'm pail for a reason | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:18 PM)
(I'm feeling amused) | | “You’re too white!” A teacher says to me. “You need to get some sun” again a teacher says this to me.
Listen here people I’m white for a reason.
Ok let me put that a different way, I’m the pail color I am because I WANT to be this color.
Well most the time I’m pail for the reason I don’t get sun, others is because I’m ILL.
My reasons for not getting sun…
*Skin cancer, I don’t want it, people with light skin have a high chance of getting skin cancer, that is also one reason why albinos are unable to be in the sun.
*I have sensitive eyes, the sun is blinding to me. I basically walk around in the sun with my eyes closed.
*When I get old, I mean the age when you begin to get wrinkles; my skin will be in better shape than my sisters for example.
*I enjoy being my color. I love being pail. Yeah there was a point when I liked being tan, but everyone it tan, how many people do you see that have pail skin. Not many.
*Maybe this is a cover up; maybe I am really sick and am unable to be in the sun.
*The darker I get my skin problem appear. Yeah over the years I’ve been observing things, skin for one thing, and I’ve noticed the more sun I get the worse my skin looks, dry skin…….
*Have I mentioned the sun hurts my eyes? A teacher says wear sun glasses, I say I have regular glasses I can’t wear bother, another teacher says so get prescription sunglasses, ok I’ll do that if you pay for them. People in my position, who can barely eat, are not going to go out and purchase a pair of glasses that you can only wear outside between the hours of 12:00-19:00.
*I have no tan lines! I’m a nudist. If I can walk around out side naked than maybe I’ll think about getting a tan, I’m not into being naked and still looking like I have clothes on, tan lines. Not cool.
As you see I have my reasons for why I don’t go out and get a tan. I didn’t even talk about a fake tan. That’s beyond retarded. I don’t want to walk around looking orange.
Ok its 20:00 I have to go, mom’s going to want the phone.
“PAIL POWER” lol
pancakes
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| | Kicked the screen, got the fly | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:16 PM)
(I'm feeling energetic) | | I got the fly. Mom started yelling at me b/c she was on the phone and was unable to get it herself so I was suppose to, I didn’t want to, but I did. It gets exciting, don’t leave! My dog Shadow was out side barking at some people, so I was like Shadow stop it, or I’ll get the box (there’s no box, well there is but its small) my mom started laughing. Than she went outside, she’s still on me about getting that fly by the way! So I corner the fly. It’s only got one way to go and that’s OUT! Well really it could go any way but I wasn’t going to allow that, not on my watch. So I get this bright idea (kick the fly) ok not really kicks the fly just kick the screen, that’ll cause the fly to go out side. IT WORKED! The fly left. Mom yelled at me. Ok she didn’t yell people tend to say yelled when they got in trouble, but she didn’t yell. I did what I was told; “get the fly out” so I got the fly out. She didn’t tell me what I was aloud to do and what I couldn’t do. And the screen pops out very easily. I didn’t break anything! I accomplished the goal of getting the fly out! And I did it with style. *sings Kong Foe Fighting, in a ninja stance* I give myself a pat on the back and a job well done, though mom doesn’t think so, that’s alright, someone told me today I’m in a whole category of my own, “whatever that means” ! It’s not b/c I’m white! But b/c I’m myself. *grins*
Now that I lost a bunch of calories I’m feeling a little weak so I’m gonna drink some apple juice eat a peach clip my toe nails and watch 101 Dalmatians, b/c that’s the way I roll.
Ok I lied, I’m not going to drink any apple juice, I don’t have any, and I’m not going to eat a peach, again I don’t have any, and my toe nails don’t need clipping, but I am going to watch 101 Dalmatians, for the 3rd time today, Why? B/c it’s in the VCR and I don’t feel like putting something new in! Maybe I’ll open my own Ninja Fighting Fly business!!!
Ok people don’t go hog wild on the comments, it’s difficult to keep up with it all, and as you can see that’s another joke. Thank you, God Bless, and have a nice day. Come back again!
Pancakes
Oh I wasn’t writing pancakes for the heck of it, that’s my nickname! Why you might ask!!! B/c I LOVE pancakes and I am damn good at making them! There’s an idea, Twincult2’s Ninja Fighting Fly Pancakes Shop, not only do I fight crime as Super Bikini Girl, I’m a Ninja Fighting Fly/ Pancakes cook/lover.
To understand the Super Bikini girl you must go check out my LiveVideo channel at TwinCult2
Pancakes
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| | Ebola | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:13 PM)
(I'm feeling anxious) | | Ebola is a nasty virus. Experts say it came from Africa. But I don't believe that. I think the military developed it to use it during war but it got way out of hand for them to handle. There is no anti serum for this virus. The odds of living after getting this virus are slim.
The way this virus works is almost like AIDS except it works quicker. After being infected it eats you immune system away. The first sign is a head ache. Than your eyes get red your skin develops soars and you'll bleed from ever whole in your body, you’ll have seizures and heart attacks, and will most likely throw up a lot. This virus is highly contagious.
Scientist interact with this virus threw level 4 criteria. Space suits and they use bleach after handling the hot agent.
There are a few forms of this virus... Ebola Zaire, Ebola Sudan, and Ebola Ruston, Marburg is another but it isn't as deadly but just as saver. Marburg doesn’t kill as many people as the Ebola’s do. Ebola Zaire and Ebola Sudan are the worst to humans and animals. Ebola Ruston is extremely deadly to animals moneys especially but to humans it is like the flu.
Ebola Ruston acts like the flu; it's called the Ebola flu. It kills moneys, but not humans. 4 people have been exposed to Ebola Ruston and all were diagnosed having Ebola but none of them died. 1 had a heart attack the other had the flu, and one cut his thumb exposing it to infected Ebola blood, the other did not have any injuries or illness. But they did have the virus. And it did not kill them. The Ruston Ebola virus was named after were it was discovered. As with most viruses.
If you have any question about Ebola or Marburg just ask. I am more than happy to help you out. I read a book and found out all this information. Book source "The Hot Zone" by Richard Preston | | | | 119 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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| | Eczema | | | Thursday, July 17, 2008 (8:11 PM)
(I'm feeling mellow) | | Dyshidrotic Eczema:
This condition is also known as pompholyx. The lesions are small blisters that occur on the palm and on the sides of the fingers. This episode usually occurs abruptly. The blisters are extremely itchy and usually appear in crops and last for one or two weeks. As the swelling and blisters subside scaling and fissures usually occur. It is more common in women and the course is somewhat unpredictable.
It is interesting that 75% of those with pompholyx are smokers, 50% are atopic, and 20% have allergies to nickel. It is always worth patch testing these individuals as allergic reactions to chrome, perfumes, rubber, colophony, preservatives and plants have also been noted.
This condition can have an unpredictable course and it can be very incapacitating.
I found all this information on a website, I didn't write it myself. So I don't get slammed with copy right here's the source.
[link] ok I had a link to go with the above information but it's not there anymore.
My first outbreak was in the 6th grade, parents never took me to a doctor to get it checked out. Well it keeps coming back, not as bad as in 6th grade but it's errittating. You see people think since I have this somewhat infection that I would have athletsfood(foot fungus) yeah right, I almost ovsesivly clean my feet, as my mom. But they said it's connected to alergies, and I'm alergic to plants and metals, well muld too along with some other stuff, doesn't help the asthma. But thats not the point, I don't smoke but all my life my father did around me, hummmm asthma and this hand problem. NOT MY lifestyle choice!
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| | hummmm....my first blog on LV | | | Thursday, July 10, 2008 (1:39 PM)
(I'm feeling curious) | | HUMMM.....Sad thing, right now, I'm not thinking of anything, don't really have a topic in mind. Just wanted to maybe see how many people around here like ART..drawing, painting, music, poetry, writing. things like that. And anyone like sports, volleyball, biking, all that kind of stuff. Anyone have any questions please don't hesitate to ask.
Well shit. this sucked. I now have a topic to write about.
Being evicted. :(
This sucks. I hate being at my fathers place, I wanna be home, in my room, with my laptop, leading a private, yet world wide open life, things I say people can read, while at the same time things I do in my room no one can, Dance around free of problem while on the other side of the door ofle things are happening. I created my own little world with in 4 walls, excluding a closet. Soon it'll be the 11th and we'll be kicked out of our apartment, unable to rent in florida again. Than what? I can't leave Florida, I can't leave my Mic......I can't leave him, he'll be all alone with out me, rotting in jail, no in prison if I leave. I can't be going to court if I'm living in Ohio. This sucks. The only reason I'm at dad's is because we have no electric, mom really screwed up now, not only have my parents fucked there own lives up they're fuckin my sis' and mine up as well. Maybe Michael's mom and bro will let me move in with them I don't know. Life was great 9 months back, I was the happiest person on earth, You can asking MixMaster, he knows. How long will I have to be over at dad's. I hate it here, I want privacy, my on world. I want it back. | | | | 134 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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