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HOMEBOY.

WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELL obviously, WE HAVE A RAPIST IN LINKIN PARK-
HE'S CLIMBIN IN YO WINDOWS, HE'S SNATCHIN YO PEOPLE UP.
TRYNA RAPE EM' SO Y'ALL NEED TO: HIDE YO KIDS, HIDE YO WIFE-AND HIDE YO HUSBAND CUZ THEY RAPIN' ERRYBODY OUT HERE.

WE GOT YO T-SHIRT, YOU DONE LEFT FINGERPRINTS AND ALL.
YOU ARE SO DUMB. YOU ARE REALLY DUMB. FO REAL.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO COME AND CONFESS-WE'RE LOOKIN' FOR YOUU--
WE GON FIND YOU. IMMA LETTIN' YOU KNOW NOW.

..SO YOU CAN RUN AND TELL THAT. HOMEBOY.
LAWLS TO THE FULLEST YO.

this is the last week before school.
idk.
skool makes you sooper smartt.

why don't i have anything to say ?
i'm so boaring. mygosh.

what's up with me ? nothin.
@Gap they have very nice jeans. i bought me one.

i can't believe summer's over. i didn't really do anything.
nobody ask me what i did, k? sankyou.
i can't wait for next summer. woo.
fo'realz.

okay. enjoy what's left, guys.
404, welcome back, brah. i trust your trip was jolly good. show.

at least it's almost my burfday, right guys ?
..yea.

>.< AHH I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY.
erks doesn't even begin to describe it.

i'll see you soon. hang ten. or..8. 8 more days right ?
haha. that was not amusing to you.

-XX

brap, braaaaaaaap.

hi guys.

i just wanted to post because..i still exist.
yah.

um. i don't have anything to say.
really.

school's on it's way. jeepers.

i'm content.

oh. i'm going to watch inception on sunday, with the folks. awesomesauce.
its funnay, my dad's just as pumped as i am. fo'realz.

okay. er..happy last few weeks of summer, guys.

love yous.

XX

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Writer's Block: Oh no not I

When was the first time that you stood up for yourself? Were your actions justifiable? Looking back, would you have done anything differently?


oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh my goodness.
i remember it as if it were yesterday.
one of the best moments of my life.
there was some major roastage going on.

:D it was fourth grade.
hm..i suppose i should backtrack.
so, there was this girl, one of the first i'd actually met at the start of thrid grade. we became friends instantly.
i guess you can call it that kind of thing that kids do so unmistakably well; (boys better than girls) they make friends. effortlessly. it's like in kindergarten when you have to share your box of crayons? that one person you're trading colours with becomes your bff.
*gags* in some cases.
so, er, we became friends. and then my other friend, whom i've known from grade 2, became a part of our..group? well, it was a trio.
i actually remember it being really great, in the beginning. but then the one girl (who, basically, was the leader of our trio) became unbelievably bossy. controlling. or, she's probably just like that, naturally.
THIS BOSSY CHICK had to have it her way, or no way. i'm not even kidding. there was this one time, we were playing (yanno, cuz that's what third graders do) and she got real wet by splashing in this puddle. of course, she threw a complete fit, and decided it was only fair that me and my other friend suffer with her. -__- being the naive, brainless child that i was, i got myself soaked so that she'd feel better.
and another time, where she made us ditch choir, (ms.basil, 404?) when neither of us (my friend and i) wanted to. [alright, so they might've joined because of me, but any person in their right-mind would never EVER miss choir! you're as good as dead!] choir is everyday at lunch. after lunch, another, fellow-choir-mate informed me that ms.basil was, in fact, very pissed.
0.o
argh. honestly, now that i think back on this shit..i'm amazed at how much of a coward i was.
stuff like this repeated itself throughout the course of third grade; until the princess left early for summer vacay.
HALLELUJAH.

**
2 months later. fall, grade 4.
she's still not back, and my friend and i find ourselves in the same class.
she finally came back..what..maybe a week after school starts.
by this time, we've regained our senses, and possibly our sanity. we both are really good friends, and have even managed to make new ones.
(yes, i know. very cliquey.)
so, friend and i tell the rest of everyone about said bossy friend, and they just looked at us like WTF why don't you just tell her you're done?
this, we found, was a great idea.
so next recess, we scour (?) the playground for her, and instead, she finds us.
before i lose all my confidence and shrink away, i quickly blurt out, in the most oh-no-you-didn't voice i could manage, i say, "We don't want to be your friend anymore. We're done with you bossing us around." at which i turned and tried to storm away. (okay, well, i ran away, bcuz i honestly didn't want to see the look on her face.)


..BOOOOOOOYAH.
it felt good, baby. GREAT.
=] but then it also made me think; i realized i'm older than her, and i'm also bigger than here. physically.
i could've beaten her up without breaking a sweat. instead, this whole time, i was cowering, obeying her every command.
..you could say i was pissed. at myself.

i won't go into all the life lessons (yawn) i've learned, that i still carry with me. heck, i'm still not great at confrontations. but i guess i'm a working progress.
sometimes i wish i could be that girl who's not afraid of getting her hands dirty..
everything seems to work flawlessly in this head of mine.

=T THANKS FOR READING MY WELL-TOLD BUT OTHERWISE BORING TALE!

goodnight cruel world, i'll see you in the morning.

Writer's Block: Dream on

Do you usually remember your dreams at night? Do you analyze and/or record your dreams in your journal? Are there any recurring themes?


:( there's no way i can analyze my dreams. i only wish!
*sigh* unless it's really significant to me--in the present, than yes, i remember.
more vividly than i would like.
in these cases, i'd rather not write them down..that would bring on a new wave of paranoia..
i don't usually get dreams that have a great impact on me.
that's why it erks me so much when i do.
lately, i've been extremely lazy when it comes to writing in my journal.
hm..i can't actually remember a time where i've had dreams with recurring themes..
i think that'd be pretty scary. i'd have to tell somebody, and i don't enjoy that..

it seems safer if you can just keep to yourself; ponder the concept, quietly.
it's not that i'm afraid people will think i'm insane.
it's just that there are some things you have a right to keep to yourself, and for me..my dreams would be one of them.
plus, people want to give me their advice on it, and what if i don't want your input?
what if i just want you to listen?
what if i'm just telling you for the sake of me getting it off my chest?

dreams. they're..peculiar. surprisingly, i don't have enough of them. which frustrates me.
i actually lose sleep when i start to think too much..and sometimes, i don't sleep at all.
mhm..when i do sleep, the night seems to slip away so fast, as opposed to dreaming, when dawn doesn't come fast enough.

maybe that's why i don't have dreams. because, when you dream, you're somehow..not sleeping at all. (well, okay. maybe this part was obvious.)

maybe, it's more like floating midair in your own reverie.

..wow. that must be neat.

HEY-ESPANA!..

So. It turns out "La Roja" takes the lavish title home, this time.
*sigh* No, I'm happy, really..!
It was mesmerizing to watch. As soon as Iniesta finally hammered one past Steklenburg..it was all over for the Oranje. (: They completely..obliterated!
I think, that if there were to be another man of the match, (besides, obviously Iniesta..) it would be Casillas! INDEFINITELY. Brilliant, brilliant keeper. Denied The great Arjen Robben, twice, he did! Ah..however, it was mildly disappointing to see Villa come off for Torres..it made one heck of a difference. He never did seem to have a great tournament. -__- And then that hamstring he pulled? YEOW--is all I can say! I really hope this gives him the boost he needs for the season.

Wow. Talk about history in the making! Even if they lost their opening game; an unbelievable 1-0 defeat to Switzerland. They certainly set a fine example for those teams who we percieve as underachievers..though not quite underdogs. (;

mhm..a bittersweet victory, that's what it is.

I sort of like the fact that I have a drop of Spanish blood runnning through my veins, and I am the product of..er..spanish settlers? Is that the term? (Ill just throw
In here, that spanish guys are..muy LINDO, to say the least..but you already knew THAT. :P) Not to mention how my lastname is eerily..Mexican, technically-spanish like. :] B-B-But seeing Brasil on top would've been a greater thrill! UGHUGHUGH.
I guess, till 2014 then. ERKS. -__-
I'll be..18. L. O. L.
maybe I can even go..and watch it?
:$
MOVE ASIDE, england. It's time you made room for the Spainards.
All hail La Roja; Espana; Worlcup Champs, South Africa 2010.

Writer's Block: More than words

Which song lyrics send shivers down your spine and really hit you emotionally?


THESE DAYS?
..just about everything.
*sigh*
i always feel the need to think about SOMETHING when i'm listening to any genre of music.
it's almost like an obligation.

it's weird, how you can think of things completely irrelevant to the lyrics pouring in your ears..

nobody's really sincere, anymore. i find.

i've been listening to alot of eminem..
if you replay one of his songs a couple of times, you begin to understand what he's saying..

besides him, i haven't been really been tuning into anything else.
i'm actually..nickelback doesn't really..i don't know.
they don't have the affect on me that they used to.

i also like instrumentals--er..songs. jazz. ohmy. that's wonderful.
the only thing i think about when i'm listening to jazz, is the sax, and it's part in the piece..and how i want to be able to play like that so bad.

VAMOS.

..
#NED-#BRA
2-1
..
so brazil just lost. 0.o
excuse me. i'm going to go through my bawling phase, now.

oh, how i'm going to miss those brilliant plays by Kaka, Fabiano, Robinho..and the short-lived goals of injured Elano. Not to mention those incredible runs by Maicon.

I really hope Dunga sticks it out, for Brazil. He's an amazing coach, and no, I don't think it's his style & flare that failed him.

*sigh*

Please don't kill yourselves, guys. We'll need you again in 4 years.
This time it's on your turf.

We love you, guys.
Ily.
..mffffff.

"Netherlands break FIFA rules when they accidentally score against Brazil."
-___- HAHAHAHAHA. HA. HA.

LEEEEEZZ GO.

HELP!

she's got nothing to do..and she's ready to pull her hair out;
so she decides to finally visit her tumblr account.

-__-
WUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT.
NOW.
?!
what do you DO? how do you DO anything, really?
yeeshk. shumshk.

say word, guys.
i followed two people(person(s)) b-b-b-b-b-UT?
now what? is it some..do i..can i..is it LIKE LJ?
what am i supposed to post? what is a dashboard? what are 'goodies'?

dur.
ASAP.
i'm not diggin' this.

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I like you.

..AND THIS.



D:< IUNNO GUYS.
I'VE BEEN EATING, SLEEPING..BREATHING FIFA.
YOU DON'T WANT TO TALK TO ME RIGHT NOW.

-__- WHY, KAKA. WHY MUST YOU KEEP PICKING UP NEEDLESS YELLOW CARDS?

WHEN BRAZIL'S IN THE FINAL, I SWEAR I'M GOING TO GO TO--COLLEGE STREET, OR WHEREVER THE BRAZILIAN PEOPLE ARE, AND..
YEA.

i like Dunga. I don't understand why critics are all up in his face about his approach to coaching the Brazilian team. I think he's done an amazing job.



I doubt y'all will be complaining when they bring home that Cup..
0.o
ARGHARGH this japan vs. paraguay game is anything BUT exciting.
it doesn't really matter to me who wins this game, because when spain comes out on top over portugal, either team is going down. (:

hey, has anyone heard "take a minute" by K'naan?
:O it's real good. pls listen.
liexx

p.s. can someone plz tell me if i should insert websites..some other way?

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