Monday, February 7, 2005

   sleepy...
I have been at robotics like all week. So I haven't been home and i won't be home. yea...
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Friday, February 4, 2005

   I'm sooooo loved!!
Battousai4455: ok
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: yea
Battousai4455: i have an awesome website for you
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: ooooh, excitment
Battousai4455: http://pimpedmedia.com/index.php?browse=pimpedname
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: hmmm
Battousai4455: lol
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: dude, where do you find this stuff???
Battousai4455: lol my little secret
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: oooh. .. .exciting. .. .i think i can drag it outta ya. ..if ya know what i mean. . .
Battousai4455: lol
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: MY PIMPED NAME IS ASS HANDLER!!
Battousai4455: LMAO
Battousai4455: mines tour gidizzle
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: what the hell does that mean?
Battousai4455: i have no idea
Battousai4455: airhead ashley is clueless
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: we gotta ask a black guy
Battousai4455: lol
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: write that shit down
Battousai4455: what?
Battousai4455: write what down
Battousai4455: write what down??!!
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: never mind
Battousai4455: ok
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: lol
Battousai4455: lol
Battousai4455: i'm such an airhead
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: yea
Battousai4455: i feel so loved
Battousai4455: yup so loved
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: you so are
Battousai4455: oh i know
TWIZTIDSUBUCNI: lol
Battousai4455: lol





Look karen loves me! LOL. So I spent 7 hours at Pankow for robotics today. I was partnered with Kyle but he had a headache and didn't bring any motrin, damn him. So I had to do all the work. grrr and school wasn't any better. Cory showed up at mod tech. Like i want to see his face. grr i hate him. i hope to satan he never reads this.....
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Thursday, February 3, 2005

   bow to my evil psychoness
I took kait to robotics with me. It was so much fun. We got to you the saw, the belt sander and the disc sander. w00t.
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Tuesday, February 1, 2005

   Why do you ask?
Another piece of my story today!!!


~"Mom?" Marie looked up to see Anala in her white, terrycloth robe. Her hair was dripping wet as if she just got out of the shower.
"What is it Anala?" Marie asked.
"Why are you always running away?" Anala gave her mother a serious look. Even though she was only 10, she was always more mature then her age.
"Because I can't find peace," Marie whispered into the air.
"It's about that boy isn't it? The one in the cemetary, the one you always goto visit. Isn't that right?" Anala questioned with a look of concern. Her head was spinning. Why did her mom have to run away from her dad? Was something wrong? And who is that boy?
"Yes. Myabe it's time to tell you the story." Marie said with a grim look. She hated to tell her daughter the story of death and betrayel but it was time.
"Ok, what is the story?" Anala asked and looked at her hands.
"Well ten years ago I was engaged to my high school sweetheart. I loved him with my entire being. But one day he was in a car accident. He died three days later. About a week after his deah I found out I was pregnant with you and Pheonix. When his parents found out they were absoulutly horrified that thier son, who was not even out of highschool, was going to be a father, and that he was dead did not help them. His lost words always haunt me. 'I'll take a bullet first so that way if I die and you don't I won't have to live without you.' I never could get over his words. I spent three days in the hospital with him. I was in that car accident with him, you see. That is how I got these scars on my arm and back. I tried to protect him, but the doctors could save him because they were to worried about me. When they went to look at him, he had lost a lot of blood. They tried to help him but it was too late. They said he had a strong will to live just as I did. Truthfully we should all be dead. I should have died too. I didn't though and it kills me to think about that." Marie finished her story. She didn't tell all of it but Anala was too young to hear it all.
"You mean to say that my father is dead and I should be too? I guess that's reasonable. If you should have died. I'm sorry mom. I never knew. None of us knew." Anala cried out. She ran to Marie who started to cry as well. That night Anala couldn't sleep.~


Well there is another part!
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Monday, January 31, 2005

   This way or that way?
Just to clue people in, I have been writing a story. It's called In A Dream. I don't know if it's very good but I'll put a scene in here for you all to see what it's about.


~Marie stared at the clouds with tear filled eyes. Looking down at the grave in front of her, she remembered the days of her youth. She sighed in frustration at the fact that she could never subdue her tears. She had been coming to this place for over 10 years. Ever since she was 17. Now she was 27 with twin daughters. Times really had changed ever since HE left. Looking at her watch, Marie decided it was time to go. When she got home that night her daughters questioned her.
"Where were you mom?" asked Anala, the older of the twins.
"I was at the cemetary," Marie said is dismay.
"You were there again?!" Pheonix, the younger twin yelled in anger.
"Hush Pheonix, there is no need for anger," Anala said calmly to her sister.
"Whatever," Pheonix said and stormed off.
Anala gave her mother a knowing look and followed after Pheonix. Marie watched her children go without a word. Anala looked exactly like her mother except she had her fathers hair color and eye color, while Pheonix looked just like her father except with her mother's hairstyle and eye color. Both of them had a mix of their parents temper.
Marie sighed once more and went up to her room and layed down in her bed. Dreams slowly filled her head as she silently wished to never wake up. Images passed through her mind as she slept. Her children, her husband, her best friend, and the boy she loved and lost. A single, solitary tear ran down her cheek.~

Well thats one part of the story. It's near the beginning but not exactly at the beginning. This is the end of chapter 1. Chapters 2 through 6 are done. It's almost complete but I don't know how to end it. Well I'll update later. Maybe with more of the story if I feel like it.
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Saturday, January 29, 2005

   Protecting the weak till my day of death
I wrote a poem! I became very inspired yesterday.

~~~~~Til Death Do Us Part~~~~~
Does marriage have any meaning,
In this day and age?
Does life have a purpose?
Are we all trapped in a cage?
Does life need a meaning?
Do we all need trust?
What is the point love,
When the world is full of lust?
Can a broken heart be healed,
Of all the heartache and pain?
If these questions were answered,
What would we really gain?





tah-dah! I think it's rather good. If anyone thinks somethings wrong with it lemme know. Constructive critism only though. If you don't like tell me why. I'd rather know why and be able to change it then to not know and have it suck. :)
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Friday, January 28, 2005

   I'll take a bullet first so that way if I die and you don't I won't have to live without you...
My parents are getting divorced. I can't take it anymore....I told my mom that if I have to move she can get her ass outside and dig up my hamster and bury him where we move. I don't think I'd be able to take moving. Why did my dad have to be gay??? Why????? It doesn't help that I have a larger chance of being gay. No one understands...at least none of my friends do. I guess the only thing to do is to make the few friendships I have stronger...


These next few lines are dedicated to someone very special to me.

I know you never had the same feelings as me, but always remember that I'm your protector. I'd be by your side till the world ends. You are the reason I'm stronger now. I'm weak in my body, but my heart is strong and true. I never leave you behind. I'm always the last person you see in a group of friends, but that doesn't matter to me. I'm still dedicated to what I feel is right. We've known each other for four years. At first we weren't that great of friends because you were different. Then you became my best friend. Now though things are different. We all are different and that can't be helped. If we try, maybe, just maybe we can make things seem like they are back to the way things were, before all the fighting and before all the heartbreak. But back then we were naive and now our lives have just begun....


I have realized that that is a lot...lol Yes well yea
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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

   OMG he made it go off!!!
Well in school today Chris Rogan set off the fire alarm. I'm so pissed at him. I almost punched him. My friend Anthony asked my why Chris did it and I said its cuz Chris is an asshole. Which is no lie. I'm so glad I never see chris. His locker is like 2 away from mine...ugh
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Sunday, January 23, 2005

   Such a shame
Ok, I think its official. I think my parents are getting a divorce. I can't move with either of them, I won't let them take me.




Someone shoot me...

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Saturday, January 22, 2005

   w00t
Robotics was cancelled because of the snow! w00t. Now I can relax all day.
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