Sassy J

For people who can't think of anything

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 21:12:58 GMT

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.

Clarifying

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 20:24:49 GMT

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.

I won't be able to

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 20:03:27 GMT

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.

Sorry for not updating

Mon, 21 Jul 2003 07:09:20 GMT

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..........

Update to story

Wed, 09 Jul 2003 20:37:09 GMT

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..........

OK about my day...

Mon, 16 Jun 2003 04:51:52 GMT

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.

ok 2 new paragraphs

Mon, 16 Jun 2003 04:48:01 GMT

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..........

Second paragraph just for you sarah

Wed, 11 Jun 2003 03:49:16 GMT

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........

Well that's my first paragraph of the story

Tue, 10 Jun 2003 03:18:23 GMT

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.

A story based on some dreams I've had

Tue, 10 Jun 2003 03:13:27 GMT

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........

This is true

Sun, 18 May 2003 05:54:59 GMT

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.

This is something funny my friend Eric sent to me

Fri, 09 May 2003 05:42:09 GMT

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.

Whoa man whoa man

Fri, 09 May 2003 03:23:29 GMT

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........

No update

Mon, 31 Mar 2003 03:07:21 GMT

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!

Funny stuff I came up with

Thu, 06 Mar 2003 06:34:53 GMT

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.

Reason for long update...

Wed, 05 Mar 2003 05:33:35 GMT

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...

Yogurt talk

Thu, 27 Feb 2003 05:26:38 GMT

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......

oops

Sat, 22 Feb 2003 22:29:20 GMT

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!?!?

Forgot to add these

Sat, 22 Feb 2003 22:24:47 GMT

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

Long Time No Write

Sat, 22 Feb 2003 04:42:21 GMT

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.

Simple Plan - I'd Do Anything

Thu, 06 Feb 2003 07:16:19 GMT

Yea um the I in the last part wasn't supossed to be there. So it would be: "For her intentions have not been shown"
Here is a good song:
Simple Plan - I'd Do Anything
Another day is going by
I'm thinking about you all the time
But you're out there
And I'm here waiting

And I wrote this letter in my head
'Cuz so many things were left unsaid
but now you're gone
And I can't think straight

This could be the one last chance
To make you understand

I'd do anything
Just to hold you in my arms
To try to make you laugh
Somehow I can't put you in the past
I'd do anything
Just to fall asleep with you
Will you remember me?
'Cuz I know I won't forget you

Together we broke all the rules
Dreaming of droping out of school
And leave this place
to never come back

So now maybe after all these years
If you miss me have no fear
I'll be here
I'll be waiting

This could be the one last chance to make you understand
And I just can't let you leave me once again
I close my eyes
And all I see is you
I close my eyes
I try to sleep I can't forget you
nanana (...)
And I'd do anything for you

I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
There's nothing I won't do
I'd do anything
To fall asleep with you
I'd do anything
'Cuz I know I won't forget you

Can;t stop thinking 'bout you.

Another poem

Thu, 06 Feb 2003 07:07:12 GMT

Here is a less dramatic one sena. LOL

Your face to me is a celestial ballet with stars and a moon
I cannot love you for my will might be too soon
I should be slow to speak for I do not know what I do
I cannot until I find out what you say is true
So then I must wait
For an opening of the mighty gate
But anxiety plagues my mind
I strive to know leave everything else behind
A desire like this I have never known
I need to know for I cannot see
For I her intentions have not been shown
Woe is me, woe is me.

Thought I'd write in my journal b4 I go to bed

Wed, 05 Feb 2003 08:03:41 GMT

Here is something I wrote about a certain special someone:

I was never a romantic person not a Romeo for you Juliet
Giving up was my best bet
I can only write these poems to express my feelings toward you
Everything about you I love, everything you do
So do not look upon these poor boy's eyes
For tears will stream down them like rain from the sky
Because next to you I will never lie
This is why I cry

Did you get struck down with the sickness?

Tue, 04 Feb 2003 06:48:18 GMT

Sigh. I was sick this whole weekend. My brother is now sick. He blames me for bringing it to the house. I still feel sick, but I don't feel too sick. Uhhh what else what else. OOO my mom told me and my bro something really useful about social life. She said something like this: You don't have to be friends with everyone. You can not like and not hate people, but be careful. The people that you may not like may turn into the people you hate. It is good to make friends, but you can't be friends with everyone. The people that you don't like and don't hate, you should stay away from them because they may become your enemies. And in life it is better to have friends than enemies. Good piece of wisdom.

Situation

Wed, 29 Jan 2003 06:27:24 GMT

Well art is full so I can't transfer to it. I am stuck in art. That's ok. The counselor said if I take it next semester than it will still count. English class today was so f***ing boring! We sat through a billion year old movie in the library. We then did a worksheet. After that she told us we had to find a summary about shakespear's life and a favorite sonnet of his. That is hella hella tedious! O My Frickin Gosh!! Well the upside to today is my friend young won't be playing yu-gi-oh anymore so hes gonna give me a free card that I like. I didn't feel rite just taking it without compensation. So he said he would "lend" it to me until he wanted it back. I decided to take it. He wants me to have so I guess I will......