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 We live on front porches and swing life away.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009 (7:08 PM)
(I'm feeling weird)
Life is weird.
But I love it.

"Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first.
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worst.
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words..."

I've started to enjoy this struggling of mine.
It seems that most of the battles I've been fighting aren't even worth my attention...
And somehow I've neglected what's really important.

What's really important to you? Can you define it?

Just some food for thought.
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 Have I ever? xD
Thursday, July 30, 2009 (4:04 PM)
(I'm feeling blank)
HAVE YOU EVER...
Gone streaking?
No

Snuck out?
No

Stuck your face in to birthday cake?
Yes

Been pushed in a pool with all your clothes on?
Yes

Been honked at while walking down the street?
Yes

Gotten fruitcake as a gift?
No

Been kissed in the rain?
No

Made more than 10 snow angels in a day?
No

Given a flower to a stranger?
When I was little.

Danced in the middle of a road?
Yep

Shaved all of a Barbie doll's hair off their head?
Yes

Watched the Notebook with your significant other?
No

Raked leaves?
Yes

Cried for more than an hour straight?
Probably

Played Capture the Flag?
Yes

Adopted a stray cat?
No, I'm allergic.

Shot with a marshmallow gun?
Yes!!

Chugged ketchup straight from the bottle?
Yes

Filled out a job application?
Yes

Decorated an envelope with stickers?
Yes

Tried to fit yourself in to a locker?
Yes

Made out with two people at once?
Ew... no.

Tanned topless?
No

Sang on stage?
Yes

Volunteered for the Salvation Army?
No, but I probably should for my Honors Society thing.

Licked a sign or pole?
Probably

Won at a game of Bingo?
Yes

Taken a class of foreign language?
Four years of French, will be taking Chinese this year!

Met an online friend in real life?
Not yet. =3

Been on TV?
No

Been on the radio?
Yes

Followed the stock market?
No

Knitted a blanket?
No

Watched a movie with subtitles?
Oh god. Too many.

Lost a friend over something stupid?
Yeah

Looked inside a Playboy magazine issue?
No

Met someone in an incestual relationship?
No! O.o

Worn funky-colored contacts?
No

Eaten octupus?
God no!

Broken a mirror?
Yes

Carved a turkey?
Yes

Watched an entire documentary?
Yes

Touched a dolphin?
Yes

Slept naked?
Yes

Used a hammer?
No, I definitely live in a cave. (Of course I have.)

Had an unusual pet?
Not really

Fell off a trampoline?
Yes

Voted in a Presidential election?
Too young.

Caught a frog?
Yes

Gotten your water tested?
No

Worn a COOL Halloween costume?
Haha probably.

Thrown up from alcohol?
No

Lit something on fire?
Yes

Ridden in a golf cart?
Yup

Tried a wedding dress on?
Yes

Made a life-altering decision?
Think so

Played chess online?
Yes

Been to a Bat Mitzvah?
No

Watched somebody on their webcam?
Yes

Eaten an entire bag of chips in one sitting?
Yep

Worn medical/nursing scrubs?
No

Rocked your seat on a ferris wheel?
Oh yeah

Participated in a puppet show?
Not by choice.

Read a book that was over 500 pages long?
Yes

Hand-made a card for someone?
Yes

Put a shirt on inside-out or backwards?
Too many times.

Had a "microwave malfunction"?
Yep

Mooned or flashed someone... on purpose?
Don't think so?

Made your own MySpace layout?
Yes

Ironed your own clothes?
Yes

Met someone with the same first and last name as yours?
Yep

Washed somebody else's hair?
Yes

Taken the SAT or ACT?
SAT, twice.

Proposed marriage to someone?
No

Ran away?
No

Kissed someone of the same sex?\
No

Painted a picture?
Yes

Rode in a fire truck?
Haha yup
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 Meh.
Saturday, July 18, 2009 (7:46 PM)
(I'm feeling lonely)
Won't you paint my sky with black and blue?
Like the bruises on my heart,
Like the color of the dark,
Like the absence of hue in your eyes...


sometimesifalldeeplyinsideofthis
idon'twantoutandidigmyselfin
ilovehowyoutakemeoverinchbyinch
ilovehowican'tescapeyourreach...


I wonder how it would feel to lose myself in your embrace...


Where is your god when a child is run over by a semi?
Does your god forsake only Africa?
Can't your god handle money? Is that why he takes yours?
Is your god really selfless if he damns non-believers of his greatness?
Is it safe to say that you have no response?
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 Rant.
Sunday, June 14, 2009 (10:01 AM)
(I'm feeling bored)
Alright, so when you spend almost four days at an amusement park, you're surrounded by people 24 hours a day.
I've got to tell you, Cedar Point might be the best place on earth, but man do some of the people there need to just die.
You'll always get idiots who ask, "What ride are we in line for?" after an hour of waiting, or, "What's that big tall red coaster over there called?"
But seriously? "Is this ride open?" No, asshat, all 300 of us are just standing in front of the entrance for kicks and giggles.
After being told Maverick was down for inclimate weather:  "When will it be open again?"
Um. Yes, the ride op would know, because he's also a meterologist with mad god skills.

What the HELL was up with all of the weird non-English speaking people?
I mean, foreign peeps are awesome, but come on, how can you get along at a place like that without being able to understand English?
If there was an emergency on a ride and they had to get important information to them quickly, how would they do it?
And it seemed like more often than not, these same people had some SERIOUS B.O.
What, don't they have soap where you come from? x_x
You couldn't even breathe when you got behind these people in line.
I don't know where they were from, but GEEZ.

Mentioning foreigners, who the freak decided to let people who can barely speak English do the speels on rides?
Like really, I have no idea what you're saying.
It's hard enough to hear a normal person trying to address the masses.
It's not only bad for the guests, but also the other ride ops because they have to run around and help the guests who are totally confused.
JUST. DON'T. DO. IT.

UGHUGHUGH. And what's with belligerent 12 year old girls?
They come in packs of 10 to 12 and walk shoulder to shoulder down the midway, running into everything in their path.
In lines, they are loud, obnoxious, inconsiderate, and totally unaware.
On rides, they disobey ride ops and scream for NO REASON.
I wanted to STRANGLE some of these little idiots with their seatbelts!
They'd run right into you and not even acknowledge you!
When I was 12, I know for a fact that I did not act like that. -_-
If I did, I would have been put into my place, which is what I've been doing with these little brats.

NO roller coaster at Cedar Point has ever killed anybody.
NO roller coaster at Cedar Point has been involved in a major accident.
NO roller coaster at Cedar Point has ever been moved from another place where it had been involved in an accident.
NO RIDE at Cedar Point has claimed lives or caused serious injuries at mechanical fault.
IF SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH A RIDE, IT IS SHUT DOWN AND DOES NOT REOPEN UNTIL IT IS FIXED.
AGAIN AND AGAIN I TELL PEOPLE THIS, but yet they continue to make up "Dragster derailed and ran over people!!1!!111!!!!!1 And they kept running ittttt." rumors and such.
Idiots. Idiots. Idiots.

I'm done.
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 Am I made of iron yet?
Tuesday, May 26, 2009 (7:27 PM)
(I'm feeling stressed)
How much pressure can a spine take before it splinters?
Everywhere I go, I seem to find someone else who wants more from me...
Life was always unfair, but was it always cruel?
Power starved, devoid of pride, the soul is taken like bread...
Miles of desolate road lay ahead and I do not know how it ends...
Each day that passes feels like an empty eternity...



They only think I am a pawn
because they can only move one space and forward.



ECHO.

It reverberates.
ECHO.
It won't let me sleep.
ECHO.
It breathes like a monster.
ECHO.
It will not die by anyone's hand.
ECHO.
It can only fade away by your finale.


Spin the barrel round and round.
Pull the trigger fast and sound.
If I'm wrong, then I'm wrong.
I won't live to regret it long.
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 Things that bounce around in my head...
Friday, April 24, 2009 (7:48 PM)
(I'm feeling drained)
No no no!
screams the raptures in my head,
banging on the walls,
wishing you were dead.


I won't shoot because I might miss,
and baby I never waste a bullet.

What is that which drives you on?
I don't understand this fatal force
that neglects me but embodies in you...


Do you think your smile is worth a thing?
They'll cast you aside and eat out your heart,
and you'll strum your guitar until the skin breaks
and you'll write your songs with bloodied fingers
and you'll seek for meaning
and you'll never find it...
And I?

I'll never remember to forget your smile.
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 Down. Get down.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009 (5:20 PM)
(I'm feeling predatory)
Power is a gun in the palm of my hand.
Power is the impulse in my nerves that calls on a pallid fingertip to pull the trigger.
Power is the recoil on a steady hand as a steel hornet bursts from the tip of a smoky barrel.
Power is the monstrous bang and a metallic clang of steel hornet on direct target.
Power is a bullseye.

Monsters. Oh, how the monsters will rise.

How six seven eight whispers clambor up my spinal cord!
How ten eleve twelve times I muffle a scream!
Take over my mind and encapsulate my soul.
I find comfort in the desparation...

Oh, how I wish they'd make a monster out of me too.

Take all that's left of me just one last time.
Then I'll walk away and collide with the stars and sun and fiery hell...
Just for the sake of saying I could.

There will be devastation.
We will make sure of it.
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 Rambling...
Tuesday, November 18, 2008 (4:51 PM)
(I'm feeling restless)
Stuff on my mind. Will probably be annoying to most of you. Oh well.

Is it true that darkness is at its darkest just before the sunrise?
Rotting; the festering of every lie and misinterpreted comment compressed into a physical state that eats away at discarded flesh and bone. In reality, it feeds off of us before our names are ever carved into a hard, cold tombstone. It leeches off of every single face you pass in a crowded hallway, and from every aching heart that feeds them crimson blood just to get through another day. Oh, we're talking figuratively, of course, but the concepts are so ineffably the same that they're seemingly synonymous.
Pain? Pain is the bodily reaction to the concept known as "wrong." What is the real definition of "wrong," anyway, and why is it so precariously intertwined with its equally hazy conceptual cousin, "right?" Why do some individuals dance along that undefined vertical line without a care, and others simply stare it it from one extreme or the other? Why are we, as people, so strongly divided by this basis?
Walking away. A statement more bold than any string of well placed words could ever wish to be. What I wouldn't do to find the strength within myself to walk away from the things in my world that like to play upon the boundaries of "right" and "wrong"... the list is rather short.
Friends, not friends, more than friend, almost friend, ex-friend, best friend, new friend, old friend, good friend, bad friend... who really knows the difference between them anyways? Are they really just labels... or has the meaning survived a hundred generations of stupidity? Do words really have meaning, or is it the heart that it comes from? Can a pulsating muscle really care for a person? Does yours care about me? Are we friends via situation or fate? Is fate even reality?

The world is always looking for excuses.
I hope it never finds any.
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 I adore...
Saturday, October 4, 2008 (6:00 PM)
(I'm feeling sad)
Adam Gontier.

Where does one find someone like this? Honestly.
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 Just to get it into writing.
Saturday, October 4, 2008 (5:59 PM)
(I'm feeling bored)
My anime-watched collection.

Yay for...
- Naruto (NOTHING AFTER EP 135. SCREW THAT CRAP WITH A LOAF OF BREAD.)
- Elfen Lied
- Vampire Knight
- Bleach
- Fullmetal Alchemist
- Wolf's Rain
- Zoids Chaotic Century/Guardian Force
- Zoids Zero
- Chobits
- Love Hina
- DNAngel

Okay for...
- Lucky Star
- Loveless
- Fooly Cooly/FLCL
- Zoids Genesis
- Ruroni Kenshin
- Ayakashi

Nay for...
- One Piece
- Dragonball Z
- Naruto Shippuuden
- Inuyasha

Currently watching/reading...
- Death Note
- Code Geass
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