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Wednesday, July 30th, 2003
2:12 pm	For people who can't think of anything I will include in the later paragraphs why they ause swords. To give you a hint. There are guns but only the old school ones. Like the ones we have now cept lower tech. (Comment on this)
1:23 pm	Clarifying People are asking me why don't they have guns etc etc. there has been fighting for a while, and let's say they can't make anymore bullets for their guns. I can't come up with a better reason. This story is a story that you fill in things with your mind. That's why it's so vague. SO use your heads instead of asking me. (Comment on this)
1:03 pm	I won't be able to I won't be able to update this week. I have tooo much going on. I might have a chance to, but don't count on it. (Comment on this)
Monday, July 21st, 2003
12:08 am	Sorry for not updating As the title says im sry for not updating. I have just been swamped with my summer class. Here is the next paragraph. You decide to see if this guy is the real deal. If he tries to pull something on you, you always can yell. He tells you to follow him so you do. He prompts you on what you have to do. You have to get evidence that this guy is a traitor to turn him in. He will be listening in on your conversation. He just needs some witnessess. You go into a tent where the vet is. You start a casual conversation with him. You ask him his name. You find out it is Jack Packard. He tells you he is married with 3 kids, one of each kind. You laugh, and he say he really has 2 boys and a girl. You can't seem the way to trick him into leaking some information, but you can't. So you decide to wrap things up and talk to the "good guy". You go outside and the "good guy" takes you off to the side and yells at you about not completing the task. You apologize and tell him that you are too tired and need something to eat and some sleep. He nods and lets you go. You are famished. When you were younger you loved BBQ. You thought it was the greatest food in the world. You find yourself in luck there is nothing but BBQ. After you eat, you dose off. You feel so warm next to the fire. You are shook and before you, you see the vetern scout holding a sword. He lifts it and takes a swing.......... Current Mood: weird (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 9th, 2003
1:35 pm	Update to story When you awake, with a very bad headache, you find yourself in a building that looks like it's been used recently. You're on a bed and the mystery man is sitting on a chair next to you. He smiles when you open your eyes. He says to you, "You took a pretty bad knock to the head." You ask, "Where am I? How did I get here? How long have I been asleep?" The mystery man tells you to calm down and to drink some water. He starts to explain from the very beginning. He himself was a scout, but a good one. You frown at this statement and he gives a chuckle. He is from a seperate group of vigilantes to take out these minions. He saw you running away from some while he was surveying the path ahead. The vigilantes' mission was to silently make their way into the territory that was Califonia and destroy the ESP machine. You realize that their mission was very important because with the ESP machine out you can easily crush the minions with your technology. He told you that he had to knock you out so safety purposes, and that he didn't think you were so weak. He chuckles to himself as you vent off steam. He says, "You've been asleep for about 2 hours now." He tells you to get some rest and leaves. When you finally get sleepy and are about to head off to dreamland, a man comes in with a dagger in his hand telling you to come with him away from here or he'll kill you........... He tells you he is one of the good guys. You think to yourself "what a great guy I barely know him and we are such good friends!" He tells you that the guy that "saved" you was a traitor and spy for the minions. You start to think about why he knocked you out when you were on tthe same team, and why his cover up story was so lacking. You think harder and realize if he was a traitor then he would have killed you already. You can't make up your mind. Your scout "friend" was such a warm, welcoming person. The man tells you that he has been tracking this guy with a group of men. You aren't listening to him, but you are thinking about why this guy would bother telling you this. Was it because he wanted to recruit you to his team? You wouldn't be much of a help you are still a teenager. The man tells you that he wants you to help him by drugging this guy so they can capture and question him about secrets. He gives you this job because you are already so close to him. What do you do believe this new guy or the scout.......... Current Mood: sad (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 15th, 2003
9:48 pm	OK about my day... Well today me and my family had a get together. Whoa whoa whoa you say? Why? O what happened after you got outta school. Well that day when I got out of school I went to pam's party and had a blast. Ima miss pam soo much. Wait you say? How did finals go you ask? Well they went super well. I think i got all A's. Well anyways after the party at pam's place I got picked up by paul and spent the night at his place. That's why I didn't update sarah. Or I didn't play WC with you justin. Then on sat I went to get together with the AK. We had a few laughs. After the party on the same day I went to my bro's graduation. I am so proud of him. Just sooo sooo sooo proud. (Comment on this)
9:46 pm	ok 2 new paragraphs Here you go sarah. Since you are dying to know what happens, I will post 2 paragraphs.... Minions bust through the door with their swords drawn. The mystery man yells to you, "I'll clear the doorway you make a run for it!" All three minions strike at once and the mystery man takes the weight of the swords by himself. He is pushed to the ground slowly by the weight of the pressure. You see your opening and run out. One of the minions follow you and you are chased for a few feet when you turn around. You stand your guard and wait for the minion to advance. He takes a slash at you, you duck, roll, and stab him in his side with the dagger. You quickly take it out for you do not want to lose the dagger your father has given you at the time of his death. As the minion falls to the ground clutching his side, you struggle within yourself on what to do next. Run? Or go back and help the mystery man......... You think to yourself about how the mystery man told you to run to safety. You shake your head and run back. He might need your help and it would haunt you the rest of your days to just leave him. Besides, he can't take on 2 minions! It just couldn't be done. You run back and find the man still fighting. One minion was on the floor with his gut stabbed and the other still fighting the mystery man. You rush to help when the mystery man ducks a blow and with one clean swipe takes off the minion's head. The head flies to the floor with blood glistening in the air. You stand in awe of the mystery man and his great swordsmanship. He notices you, grabs you by the neck, and lifts you up toward the ceiling. "I thought I told you to run!" he yells. He puts you down and wipes his brow while you gasp for air. You hold your throat and cough, and all of the sudden you are struck down. You black out.......... Current Mood: blank (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 10th, 2003
8:47 pm	Second paragraph just for you sarah You are dragged by strong hands into a building, it is now use to try to escape the captor's grip is too tight. Once the light is turned on, you see your captor as a man. He lets you go from his tight grasp. His face is rugged and it looks as if he hasn't shaved for a while. You immediately get to your feet and pull out your dagger. "Who are you!?" you say. He merely smiles, turns his back to you, and sits down. You get behind him placing the dagger across his throat. "I'll kill you if you don't give me some answers." you exclaim. He chuckles and says, "If you followed through with you threat you would've kill me by now." You get angry and tighten your grip. He then flings you over his shoulder, pulls out his huge sword, and steps on your chest with his boot. His sword gleams in the light and is placed an inch from your face. He raises his sword when........ Current Mood: worried (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 9th, 2003
8:15 pm	Well that's my first paragraph of the story the beginning isn't very good, but it will get better over time. Finals are here. They suck. Finals Tues, wed, thurs. Pam's party after finals on thurs. Playing WC II with Justin and Young for the night on fri. Sat going to register for De Anza classes. Whew sooo much stuff to do. (Comment on this)
7:22 pm	A story based on some dreams I've had This is a story that I decided to write about some dreams I've gotten. I will update every weekend for those who actually read this thing. Description of story: The year is 2030. The world has been torn apart by fighting. An evil scientist who claims to be god has formed a large and powerful cult to take over the world. It's members are in the 100 millions. The scientist has formed a way to change the genes of his brainwashed minions to become a super race of super powerful beings and has come up with a World wide ESP shock that runs continuously. The rest of the world is fighting them. You are a Scout for the human race against the minions of the evil lord. The human race cannot use technology so it has resorted to swords and crossbows. The world may be destroyed....... You run as fast as you can to your designated spot. You peer over, past the buildings and listen in on the legion of minions. "1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10.....30" you count out loud to yourself. This will prove a problem for your group. You quickly slide into a bunch of bushes as one of the minions walks toward your way. He yells out, "There's a scout over here!" At that instant, you run as fast as you can towards your camp. Three minions are sent to follow you. You head past the abandoned houses and a park, but you are cut off. If there was only one you could kill it and leave quickly, but three is more than you can bargain for. You can't attack 3 minions with a simple dagger! You are tired from moving over to take notes on the legion of minions, and you can't run very fast. You have a lead on the three minions, but once you head past the park they are but 30 yards away. You think about hiding in a house, but they will just trap you inside and corner you. So, you run as fast as your legs can carry you. AS you turn back to look at your pursuers you are grabbed........ Current Mood: busy (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 17th, 2003
10:53 pm	This is true I will never know how true this is.......Maybe I will when I learn how true this is..... NICE GUYS FINISH LAST By: Garrett Hols It’s amazing that assholes can get girls. Actually, now that I think of it, it’s not that amazing. They are assholes at heart, but to meet girls they lavish their undying love. IT’S A CHARADE. They act nice, friendly, and they listen… until they get into what they’re after. Their prey thinks they are in love with them, however when they realize what assholes their predators really are, they pretend like the asshole is really nice inside. The girl tries to change the asshole into a nice guy, but assholes will always be assholes. She gets upset and goes to the nice guy to complain about the asshole. But she claims to love the asshole… now this is where the theory begins. She doesn’t want to look like she is easy so she wont dump the asshole right away, instead she will stay with the asshole. Girls are idiots. They don’t realize that the nice guy has been there all along. He never had to pretend to be a good guy to get girls because he is naturally like that. However, girls don’t see it for some reason or another. They look at the nice guy as a friend, a trusted companion to whom they can tell their sad story to about their asshole boyfriend. But the nice guy isn’t THAT naïve. He was trying to score with the girl he listens to all along. The problem is that since he is a nice guy he keeps listening. Since girls get attached to things that pay attention to them, they think of the nice guy as a friend. A FRIEND. They don’t say, “Oh he’s hot” or “I want to have his children” about the nice guy, they just want the emotional support. When they get the emotional support from the nice guy, they don’t need it from the asshole. The nice guy gets the shit end of the stick while the asshole gets all the action. I am starting to wonder if being a nice guy is really the route to take to get action… I have been down this path for all of my post-pubescent life and it has gotten me NOWHERE… at least not in the women department. Perhaps another reason why girls fall for the asshole is because assholes ignore the girl they are with. The women wonder, “Why isn’t he paying attention to me?” so they explore why. They poke and prod and get closer to the asshole. They start to get easier with each attempt to get closer. The asshole finally says, “I’ve let this beauty dangle long enough, time to boat this bass”. It is then he puts on his charade and the girl feels like she has won him… even thought all she has won is an asshole. Once you have gone down the path as a nice guy or a “listener” you can’t turn back. The girl will always go after the assholes because there are always nice guys there to listen. Once you realize that you are a “listener” you cant do anything about it… just pack up and close shop. There is no way you will get into her pants… ever. There is and never will be a situation where the nice guy will get the girl he has a crush on. It just doesn’t work like that. The girl wont “come to her senses” and realize what an asshole her boyfriend is like in the movies… instead she will just go after another asshole, and unless you stop being a nice guy, she will never go after you. Women complain that there are no nice guys in the world. Right. They are obviously not looking hard enough because there are nice guys EVERYWHERE!!!! Girls aren’t looking for nice guys… they say they are but they’re not. They are looking for the perfect asshole, but there is NO SUCH THING as the perfect asshole. All in all, the nice guy gets the shaft. To all the girls out there with boyfriends that don’t treat you with respect, that don’t listen to you, and that don’t care about you I say this; look next to you. The guy that has been standing next to you the whole time is the guy you have been looking for. He is what you want your asshole to be like. He knows more about you than you know about yourself… because he has listened to it all. Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 8th, 2003
10:38 pm	This is something funny my friend Eric sent to me Subject: THE COLLEGE THEME PAPER: HE VS. SHE "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking and anything you wish to say must be written on the paper. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached." The following was actually turned in by two of my English students: Rebecca -last name deleted, and Gary - last name deleted. STORY: Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question. Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17, he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit. Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully. Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!" Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent. (Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F*CKING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels." (Rebecca) Asshole. (Gary) Bitch. (Rebecca) F*CK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!! (Gary) Go drink some tea - whore. (teacher) A+ - I really liked this one. Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
8:19 pm	Whoa man whoa man I haven't updated for sooo long. I guess I have been to busy with school and friends. May 5th was my b day! (for anyone of those scumbags who couldn't remember) Not much happening school is soo cracking down on us now. The teachers are unloading. Well that's all about it for school. My friend Spenser is such an idiot. I can't believe him. I didn't invite him to my b day party becuz hes not one of my close friends. And he decided to give me a present anyways. It was this 20 dollar card that is from the oldest set and is very hard to find. The worst part about it is. He didn't buy it....... He took it out of his own deck. I mean that's stupid! We aren't even that great of friends, but that shows how much he values our friendship. It was still stupid........ Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Sunday, March 30th, 2003
7:04 pm	No update I haven't updated because I am swamped with school stuff. I think I have straight As so wahoo! Me and my bro got into a fight today. I'd rather not talk about it cuz my figners will be sore. It makes me furious though. Well that's about all besides mexico coming up so toodles! Current Mood: angry (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 5th, 2003
10:22 pm	Funny stuff I came up with SAS quatch 23: okie so fresh and so clean SAS quatch 23: ahhhh JoJo8457: hehe i should go take a shower too SAS quatch 23: <--sniffs jo SAS quatch 23: o yea SAS quatch 23: go go go JoJo8457: >P SAS quatch 23: teehee JoJo8457: but i just ate SAS quatch 23: i just ate SAS quatch 23: and i sneaked a shower SAS quatch 23: behind parental units back SAS quatch 23: units' JoJo8457: tsk tsk JoJo8457: but i should go wash the dishes SAS quatch 23: ahh shush SAS quatch 23: yea go SAS quatch 23: put some water on urself JoJo8457: me all squeaky clean now JoJo8457: :-D JoJo8457: see JoJo8457: smell SAS quatch 23: hahaha SAS quatch 23: <---looks SAS quatch 23: missed a spot SAS quatch 23: heh JoJo8457: :-O JoJo8457: no no no JoJo8457: its just ur eye SAS quatch 23: remeber how i used to say u smell JoJo8457: me smell gooooood now SAS quatch 23: and u would shove ur head in me nose JoJo8457: now u smeeled SAS quatch 23: and say SAS quatch 23: yea SAS quatch 23: im all sweaty SAS quatch 23: lol JoJo8457: ewwww JoJo8457: u need another shower SAS quatch 23: remember? SAS quatch 23: lol JoJo8457: yea SAS quatch 23: no i dont JoJo8457: now smell smell! JoJo8457: me clean JoJo8457: seee SAS quatch 23: <--sniffs SAS quatch 23: hmm JoJo8457: me smell gooooooood SAS quatch 23: spring time fresh SAS quatch 23: lol JoJo8457: nooo mountain time fresh JoJo8457: :-D SAS quatch 23: spring time SAS quatch 23: :-D JoJo8457: hey i know wat kind of soap i use JoJo8457: and its mountain fresh SAS quatch 23: pfft SAS quatch 23: sure it is JoJo8457: the new one i bought is spring JoJo8457: but i havent used it yet JoJo8457: lol SAS quatch 23: i can smell spring tiem fresh on u SAS quatch 23: lol JoJo8457: uh huh SAS quatch 23: ok SAS quatch 23: we are debating SAS quatch 23: how soap smells JoJo8457: well i can smel BO from u SAS quatch 23: we shud stop while we are ahead JoJo8457: hehe SAS quatch 23: Welcome to Soap Talk with your host Joanna Lee SAS quatch 23: *crowd claps* SAS quatch 23: Joanna- Hello everyone our first guest today is a man who claims i smell like spring time fresh instead of mountain time fresh JoJo8457: oye SAS quatch 23: *crowd boos* JoJo8457: lol SAS quatch 23: Joanna- now now give him a break SAS quatch 23: Joanna- here is our first guest Josh Hone SAS quatch 23: *crowd boos* SAS quatch 23: Josh- aww ur just haters SAS quatch 23: Josh- alls of ya JoJo8457: lol SAS quatch 23: Josh- [bleep] SAS quatch 23: Josh- want some of this well get some of this [bleep} SAS quatch 23: Josh- what? sit down! SAS quatch 23: Joanna- Well welcome to the show Josh SAS quatch 23: Josh- good to be here Jo SAS quatch 23: Joanna- u say I smell like spring time fresh is that correct? SAS quatch 23: *Josh nods* SAS quatch 23: Joanna- well let's get some opinions from the crowd SAS quatch 23: *Joanna looks over spots a boy* SAS quatch 23: Joanna- hello young man what is ur name? SAS quatch 23: Brian- uhh my name is brian SAS quatch 23: Brian- am i really on tv? SAS quatch 23: Joanna- yes u are JoJo8457: lol SAS quatch 23: Joanna- ok enough chit chat smell me SAS quatch 23: *Brian smells Joanna* SAS quatch 23: Brian- yep thats definitely Moun- SAS quatch 23: *josh glares at him* SAS quatch 23: Brian- o yea u can smell spring time fresh on her SAS quatch 23: Joanna- Do you know Mr Hone? Has Josh paid u off? SAS quatch 23: Brian- uhhhh *eyes dart to Josh and Joanna* SAS quatch 23: Brian- Yes? SAS quatch 23: Josh- u idiot! SAS quatch 23: Josh- Ur supposed to say no! SAS quatch 23: *Josh charges at Brian* JoJo8457: lol SAS quatch 23: [Technical Difficulties Please Stand By] JoJo8457: lolol SAS quatch 23: *elevator music plays* JoJo8457: o golly thats hilarious Here's a little info Joanna is my cousin and so is Brian. Brian and Joanna are brother and sister. Joanna is in college. Current Mood: anxious (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 4th, 2003
9:28 pm	Reason for long update... The reason why I haven't been updating is because I have been swamped with tests. Thurs - Math test Fri - eng test Sat - study for eng test Sun - study for bio test Mon - eng test, bio test Tues - spanish quiz Wed - geo quiz. When will this end! agh Here is a good song by R kelly (yes R kelly is still making music) Ignition Remix - R Kelly Now, usualy i dont do this but uh... give em a lil preview of the remix no im not tryin to be rude, but hey pretty girl im feelin you the way you do the things you do remind me of my Lexus coup thats why im all up in yo grill tryina get you to a hotel you must be a foot ball coach the way you got me playin the field now gimme that toot toot and i'll give you that beep beep runnin her hands through my 'fro bouncin on 24's while they say on the radio... [chorus] this is the remix to ignition hot and fresh out the kitchen mama rollin that body got evey man in her wishin sippin on coke and rum im like so what im drunk its the freakin weekend baby im about to have me some fun (Let me see you) Bounce- bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce (Now let me see you) Bounce- bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce now its like murder she wrote once i get you out them clothes privacy is on the door still they can hear you screamin more girl im feelin what you feelin no more hopin and wishin im bout to take my key and stick it in the ignition so gimme that toot toot and i'll give you that beep beep runnin her hands through my 'fro bouncin on 24's while they say on the radio... this is the remix to ignition hot and fresh out the kitchen mama rollin that body got evey man in her wishin sippin on coke and rum im like so what im drunk its the freakin weekend baby im about to have me some fun crystall poppin in the stretch navigator we got food every where as if the party was catored we got fellas to my left honnies on my right we bring em both together we got drinkin all night then after the show its the (after party) and after the party its the (hotel lobby) and round about 4 you gotta (clear the lobby) then head take it to the room and freak somebody can i get a toot toot can i get a beep beep runnin her hands through my 'fro bouncin on 24's while they say on the radio... this is the remix to ignition hot and fresh out the kitchen mama rollin that body got evey man in her wishin sippin on coke and rum im like so what im drunk its the freakin weekend baby im about to have me some fun girl we off in this jeep foggin windows up blastin the radio in the back of my truck bouncin up and down stroke it round and round to the remix we just thuggin it out... Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 26th, 2003
9:19 pm	Yogurt talk This is a strange strange convo between me and my friend. SAS quatch 23: mm yogurt wsnhtgts: lol wsnhtgts: i love yogurt SAS quatch 23: same SAS quatch 23: strawberry is the best SAS quatch 23: little chunks of em SAS quatch 23: gud stuff SAS quatch 23: its sorta funny SAS quatch 23: it says rite here on the front SAS quatch 23: 99% fat free SAS quatch 23: yet on the nutritional facts wsnhtgts: i like peach wsnhtgts: but yeah SAS quatch 23: it says 3% fat wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: whats up wit that? wsnhtgts: u should sue for false advertisement SAS quatch 23: lol wsnhtgts: and get alot of money wsnhtgts: lol wsnhtgts: you do that wsnhtgts: thats great wsnhtgts: lol wsnhtgts: ur gonna make alot of money SAS quatch 23: yes i am SAS quatch 23: yes i am wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: o peach is good too SAS quatch 23: the peach chunks are better than the strawberry ones wsnhtgts: ya SAS quatch 23: cept strawberry tastes better wsnhtgts: i like peach wsnhtgts: then strawberry SAS quatch 23: grrr wsnhtgts: then blueberry SAS quatch 23: the foil broke off wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: so i cant open it without puncturing it wsnhtgts: im sorry wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: } | SAS quatch 23: *puncture* SAS quatch 23: mmm SAS quatch 23: strawberry goodness SAS quatch 23: its filling too SAS quatch 23: i dont like the strawberry chunks SAS quatch 23: they hinder the taste wsnhtgts: lol wsnhtgts: oh SAS quatch 23: they do! wsnhtgts: i like the chucks wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: of course u do SAS quatch 23: peach chunks add to the taste wsnhtgts: yeah SAS quatch 23: strawberry chunks aren't like SAS quatch 23: chunks SAS quatch 23: like peach chunks are SAS quatch 23: they are like wsnhtgts: i kno SAS quatch 23: mushy chunks SAS quatch 23: lol wsnhtgts: i still think theyre ok wsnhtgts: they could b better SAS quatch 23: mhmm SAS quatch 23: u know what i hate? SAS quatch 23: lemo burst wsnhtgts: what? SAS quatch 23: or lemon pie SAS quatch 23: or lemon merignie wsnhtgts: yeah SAS quatch 23: or how ever u spell it SAS quatch 23: its like SAS quatch 23: nasty wsnhtgts: those are really gross SAS quatch 23: or any pies wsnhtgts: yeah SAS quatch 23: i like SAS quatch 23: strawberry wsnhtgts: have u tried the whipped ones? SAS quatch 23: or peach SAS quatch 23: or maybe raspberry SAS quatch 23: cept the seeds are a pain SAS quatch 23: no SAS quatch 23: i havent wsnhtgts: theyre gross SAS quatch 23: serious? wsnhtgts: it looked really good wsnhtgts: but theyre not that great at all SAS quatch 23: heh SAS quatch 23: they are like SAS quatch 23: they=pie ones SAS quatch 23: sobe drinks turned into yogurt wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: the best like yogurt SAS quatch 23: id hafta say is prolly SAS quatch 23: peach SAS quatch 23: or strawberry SAS quatch 23: peach is good for its chunks but bad for its like yogurt SAS quatch 23: strawberry is good for its yogurt SAS quatch 23: and bad for chunks SAS quatch 23: lol wsnhtgts: lol wsnhtgts: i love peach yogurt wsnhtgts: its good all around SAS quatch 23: nah SAS quatch 23: straberry yogurt is better wsnhtgts: nooooo SAS quatch 23: chunks hinder its taste yet its good SAS quatch 23: yesss wsnhtgts: nooooo SAS quatch 23: yesssss wsnhtgts: peach yogurt is good, the chunks are good and the yogurt is pretty good too wsnhtgts: lol SAS quatch 23: pfft wsnhtgts: i cant believe were arguing over yogurt Anyways...... I got some tests coming up and they are whoppers danged bio and cursed english. I will rule the day when I get A's in them! Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! That's not gonna happen...... Current Mood: sick (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, February 22nd, 2003
2:27 pm	oops Uh sorta typed in something that wasn;t supossed to be there in 15 minutes the third line its "A voice inside starts to yell" not what is there now. Speech meet is a pain in the ass. Me and my group can't seem to find a way to meet up and practice together. We are gonna hafta wing it. Why does it hafta be for a grade!?!? Current Mood: distressed (Comment on this)
1:21 pm	Forgot to add these I forgot to add these sonnets. I wrote them in my study hall when I had time to spare. Notice that the rhyme scheme for ALL is ABABCDCDEFEFGG and ALL have 7 syllables for each line. "O So Close" by Josh Hone I am the last of my kind Last survivor in this war My home is what I must find I continue to bleed more The earth is spinning faster I've hungered, on a diet My homeland, what I'm after My speech, my will is quiet I feel as if I could faint Fall right here forever here I see my home, I see gates I fall while my home is near I've traveled here from afar To come close, but no cigars Second one same rhyme scheme and same syllable thingie. "Boring Day" by Josh Hone I'm couped up inside today While clouds start to release rain Can't get outside isn't a way Staying inside is a pain It is my cousin and I We play games to pass the time While rain falls from the sky We count quarters and some dimes When will this rain stop fallin' My cousin begins to whine I can hear my mom callin' It's lunch, time to dine Maybe after we are done We can finally have fun Third sonnet "15 Minutes" by Josh Hone Few minutes before the bell Just a few, few more minutes A voice inside my head starts to yell Agh stupid I can't stand it My head is going to blow I am in a brain coma The time seems to pass so slow If the bell diesn't ring, gonna LOSE MY MIND to the boredom Every inch yerns to fly Me is slowly turning dumb The bell doesn't ring why why Time freezes it just stands there I wake, what a bad nightmare Current Mood: distressed (Comment on this)
Friday, February 21st, 2003
8:27 pm	Long Time No Write Well well well, it certainly has been a long time hasn't it? What it has been a couple weeks? I though I was gone only for a little bit! I've been gone longer u say? Well I guess I have. OK enough talking to meself. How are u doin? Miss me? *crickets chirp* uh yea about that uh er look a gorilla! *Josh runs off* ....... Ok I am back. Nothing much has happened lately. Just got too busy being bored and taking care of me cousins over break. So what if i haven't updated in a while. Rite? What should I post? Dark Ages have returned I thought they had passed..... School is a bummer. It is ruining my life. Not ruining I should say. Making it more complicated. Yea thats the word. The problems I have faced b4 and think I had gotten over have returned and bit me in the buttocks. Hehehe I said buttocks. Let's say it again! BUTTOCKS! Anyways, I feel bad becuz one I am worrying my parents way too much. With the whole break and not study as much as they wanted me to. They wanted me to study just as long as it takes me to do my homework on regular school nights. I misunderstood my mom and thought she said study for the whole day as in I was in school. OOO english speech meet sucks ass. It does. What ya don't believe me? Ok lemme break it down for you like this! My amigo Justin has left the building for the week and won't return till sunday, I can't seem to get ahold of our newest member of our group (who joined 2 days before the deadline for type of speech etc etc) we need to meet up and the speech is closing in, Justin won't be there to reheasre with us even is we actually meet up. The speeches I believe are on monday. This is tough stuff. Tough Tough stuff. I know what will cheer me up. BUTTOCKS. heh *wipes tear from eye* sigh..... O by the way I feel sympathy for Michael Jackson. He is being ragged on becuz the whole baby thing. He gets too excited around fans me guesses. Give him a break. Leave him alone. (Comment on this)