Thursday, February 1, 2007

oh, lalal


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   Snow day
Today was a very crapy snow day. end of storie!!! i don't want to even talk about it!!!
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Monday, January 29, 2007

   str8 jackets rock
Drifting on features oh so white
Bask in the glory of a moon lit night
The stars and clouds positioned right
Fireflies give off the warmth and light

Dreams not dreamt lay here
Which banish pain, misfortune, fear
Fly away without any gear
Run like wind, faster than dear

Fire runs down like an ocean of liquid
Dripping down from heavens unhidden
Protecting you as hands to mittens
A guardian to your wings just ridden

Fly to the stars to rest awhile
Sleep till the morning to once more smile
But be transported to the earth so vile
And until night walk thousands of miles

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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

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   The Symbol of The Geek
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jo80mC5jPIE


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jo80mC5jPIE
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Sunday, January 21, 2007

   gaia online
i go to gaia alot and i write many random boards, like this one. check this out!!

1, 2, you know what to do
Alright

I'm uptight super
Gathered out of the frame
I shake a leg on the ground
Like an epileptic battery man
I'm making my move
Lettin' loose like a belt
Little worse for wear
But I'm wearing it well
Tell me what's wrong
With a little grind n' bump?
When the stereos erupt
With a kick drum punch?
Let's do it once
Probably do it again and again
Like you did it before
But you're more erratic than then
And you had a rough night
And the night's just begun
Let a little bit of this
Pass with this gun
Don't let it hold you back
But you're already set
No dead flowers gonna grow
'Til the dirt gets wet

Put the elevator music on
Pull me back where I belong
The ambulance sings along
The fly on the wall
Doesn't know what's wrong
If I could forget myself
Find another lie to tell
If I had a soul to sell
I'd buy some time
To talk to my brain cell

Gutbucket and a bottle of paint
It's like the schoolhouse lights
Will never turn on again
Til the bottom wears off
Of these high-heeled boots
The bodies all move
Some backbone roots
Everybody workin' hard
'Til the yard is all clean
The dishes wash good
In the washin' machine
Now you brush your teeth
And you comb back your hair
You drive your vehicle
Like you just didn't care
You're walkin' to work
With the boys and the girls
And you're doin' it there
It's the end of the world
Now everybody's sweatin'
Forgettin' what's on their mind
With your hand like a mirror
You can see what's inside
When you're down and out
Conquer it, there's nothing that's real
It's like a platinum card
Too amputated to feel

I got a silicon bible song
Paranoid Jumbotron
?? with the weekend off
The fly on the wall
Doesn't know what's wrong
If I could forget myself
I'd find another lie to tell
The bottom of an oil well
Cell phone's ringing
I could talk to my brain cell

All the dudes with banjos
Chicks with wicks
Animals with bananas
Got my hand like a mirror
You can see what's inside
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Saturday, January 20, 2007

   THIS IS A HILL ARIOUS TALK I HAD WITH SOME RANDOM PERSON!!! CHECK THIS OUT!!!
[quote="Irondragon696"][quote="Cheesey_cat"][quote="Irondragon696"][quote="Cheesey_cat"][quote="Irondragon696"][quote="Cheesey_cat"][quote="Irondragon696"]so how long have you known Catherine?[/quote]

CATHERINE!?! LOL!! Is that what you call her?!!! She would kill me if i called her that!!! :XD I have known her since we were in 3rd grade!!!! We have known each other forever!!! I call her katie and she calls me liz.[/quote]

thats what she said she likes, so I don't know. She mentioned you. I guessed that you were elizabeth. She and I are more then friends. She hasn't told you about me?[/quote]

oh, only all the time. She talks about you more than people in the desert cry for water. :sweat:[/quote]

lol, what does she say? I feel as if I don't talk with her enough.[/quote]

she says lots of things. Most of the time it's about how she wants to talk to you, and how everyone eles is boaring her.[/quote]

well thats good and bad. Why did she say that everyone else is boring her?[/quote]

she cries for ecitment, in a vast world of communistic clones who continue their lives by going to work, not noticing the trill in hteir sad, pitiful lives. ( dramaticized while standing on table, arm laid on my eyes, other arm reached to the sky) well,
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   well hello, hello, hello!!
(blowing bubbles from pipe)

i went to a dance at school, most of my friends didn't go sept one. It was a REAL boar. oh, well. I am going to a b-day party with carb legs, but i am not going to eat them. though i do enjoy breaking them and gnawing on there fleash. that's probroably why i can't eat them.
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Thursday, January 18, 2007

   no school
preaty explanatory...
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Sunday, January 7, 2007

   I feal...
I hate valentines day. Nothing good comes out of it. Not one good but a 1000 heart aces
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