I don't know why you say Hello (dA)

Fri Feb 6, 2009, 11:45 AM

* Mood: Llama
* Listening to: Beautiful - 10 Years (check it out!)
* Playing: Fallout 3 (because it makes me smile!)
* Eating: Plain Pizza Crust
* Drinking: COLA!!! *exstatic*

So today I am a llama. Tomorrow I'll be something else.
Anyone know who I am?
Lost my brain a while back and am wondering how I will get it back.
I think I lent it to Miyavi... Or maybe not.

I am wondering how one can survive without a stomach, though I hear it is possible...

I am in love with Fallout 3. It is FANTASTICALLY AMAZINGLY MAGNIFICENT!!

And Donnie introduced me to a group called 10 Years yesterday. I loves them. Yesterday we have been together 6 months. And very sincerely, we looked each other in the eyes and said we would like to share another 6 months. It was sweet. We laid in bed and listened to music and talked about anything and everything.

We are PB & J. Because I am a Pedantic Bitch (PB) and he is a Jackass (J)!! Isn't that sweetly dorky?! :dance:

I
am
shiny
right
now
in
case
you
couldn't
tell
by
how
random
this
conversation
is.

:XD:

:hug: to all, I am off for now... Insanity is blooming and I want to go grab a handful before everybody else gets some!!

4,000 (dA)

Wed Feb 4, 2009, 6:24 PM

* Mood: Euphoric
* Listening to: Loreena McKennitt - The Highwayman
* Reading: Fade - Robert Cormier
* Playing: Fallout 3 (because it makes me smile!)
* Eating: Spaghetti and Meatballs
* Drinking: Sody Pop!

O.O I am in shock!! I have had over 4,000 views!! THAT'S INSANE!!! :w00t: I am overjoyed!! Thanks to everyone who watches me and has viewed my page!!

:blush: :bow:

THANK YOU!!

Coffee House Scholar

I hate those Coffee House Scholars, thinking they own the world.
I hate the way they turn their perfect noses up at me walking past.
They hate me too, they don't even understand why.
I am not like them, though I could be a scholar too.

I hate those Preppy Girls, thinking they own every man.
I hate the way they turn their perfect ass to me as I shuffle by.
They hate me too, they don't even understand why.
I am not like them, in truth I will never be their idea of perfection.

I am tired of scene kiddies, thinking they really know when they don't.
I am tired of being judged by what I wear and what I won't.
Do they even understand why they are tired of me? Maybe because I
am true to who I am and they are just pretending to be.

So what if I don't wear those clothes and I don't weigh 103?
So what if I haven't read this book or that?
So what if I haven't slept with every man on the block just to say I can?
What is the point of clothing and knowledge and sex?
Why would I WANT to be like those people?

~~~~

I hate those degenerates passing by the window of the coffee-house.
They will never be like me, on my shiny stool. I am a scholar, a philosopher.
I hate those dumpy girls passing me in the hall of the school.
They will never be like me, in my short skirt. I am beautiful, perfection.

In truth, they are happier than I, because even I can see that I am not me.

The most devious of all devious entries... (dA)

Tue Feb 3, 2009, 2:02 PM

* Mood: Love
* Listening to: Daizy Stripper
* Playing: Fallout 3 (because it makes me smile!)
* Eating: Candy Bars
* Drinking: Sody Pop!

Not really... My title lies.

Have been super busy... Had an idea for a poem, but have yet to write it... Maybe soon.

Waiting for play practice to get here. We perform next week.

I had hoped for inspiration, but apparently not. So, write more later peeps

Peace out