Monday, April 9, 2007

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Jesus Christo. 18 comments? Double-you Tee Eff? O_____O *feels loved* I second Kitsu-chan's idea... Daniel and Bryce, share a stick of pocky. Except do it Lady and the Tramp style, and when the stick runs out, you two should... Use your imagination. ^_~ Oh, I'm enjoying this ever so much. C'mon boys, you can't deny you like it just a little, and not just for the money.... OMFGZORZ look what Tonya found on Photobucket: Remind us of anyone we know...? *DanxBry fangirl* AHA! YOU'VE BEEN PAIRING'D! This calls for a fanlisting.... You see... this is why friends of friends shouldn't be allowed to meet. XD In other, less yaoiful news, I GET A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE! Because... because... June 23 and 24... Salt Lake City... DIR EN GREY. *Has about 76 DirEnGasms all at once* Wait... uh-oh... Ticketmaster doesn't have the tickets for that one so... uh-oh... I'm screwed.... Well, I'm sufficiently depressed now. ^^

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Sunday, April 8, 2007

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Gackt. Eating pocky in a sexual manner. Wearing tight leather pants. Giving Hyde (who is handcuffed to a chair) a lap-dance. Show of hands, who hates me right now? ^^; Me and my dirty little fanfictastic mind... me and Tonya play this game ALL the time, especially when we're trying to motivate ourselves to pass the mile run. I'm sooooooooooooo bored today, there's nothing to do up here, and Geocities is in the process of hating me today and my iPod broke again. EVERYTHING I touch dies! XP I don't like skittles, actually. The only candy I eat is chocolate. *eats a Butterfinger out of brother's easter basket* So I've never kissed a chick. SHH, I'M (somewhat) CLOSETED! o_o (Somewhat meaning I act so completely gay at school my friends go 'oh, that's just Ryu' because they know never to take me seriously and everything I say's a joke, but what they don't realize is the only time I'm really truly serious is when I'm just joking around and good GOD I'm confusing myself here!) Mmmkay, we're going to the arcade now... I need my DDR fix.

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Saturday, April 7, 2007

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Hey-- you see that fourth navigational 'x' that mysteriously sprouted its way above my post overnight? I think you should try clicking it. o_O So it's official: I suck at pool, but I pwn all (including Daniel... bring it on) at DDR. *flexes manly non-muscles* I want a banana...

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Friday, April 6, 2007

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WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I'M DYING o_o... *eats a corn dog* Whatcha doooooooooin', everyboooooody? ^______________________________^ (Sidenote: I apologize, everyone, but this is just the way I handle extreme extreme intense extreme mega-stress. Lesser stresses cause me to just go emo for the day, but extreme extreme intense extreme mega-stress makes me... like this!) KABOOM! What would you do? I mean seriously, what would you do if all of a sudden I just EXPLODED? KABOOM! I'd laugh! Hahaha! Hahahahahaaaa! But then I'd be dead. Dead is bad. So maybe I shouldn't explode na no da. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH...melon....

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Sunday, April 1, 2007

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This is everyone's favorite Ryu reporting to you live from Pismo Beach, California. Today's top story... Mehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's nice enough here, I guess... the town's really neat, the beach is literally within crawling distance, the weather's killer... I just really have the feeling that I don't belong here. Not that I'd like to go back to Nevada any better. No way. But, I just feel like... I dunno. I think the reason I like to travel so much is because I'm trying to find home. Gardnerville's not my home. California's not my home. Not even Reno's my home. I feel like a tourist no matter where I go. I just wanna go home. God, I'm the only person in the world who can be homesick without actually having a home. I'll keep looking... maybe this lost little girl will find her way home somehow. So everyone, if you're on break like me, how's it going? Where in the world are you?

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Thursday, March 29, 2007

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One more day. Just one more day. And then, and then.... SPRING BREAK. And this year I'm not going to butt-cold Colorado either. I'm going to my daddeh's in California. Bum around on the beach a while. It'll be GREAT-- I definitely need a change of scenery before I lose my mind. Speaking of losing my mind, if it wasn't my sole means of survival I'd likely throw my iPod out the window right now. Allow me to explain my day yesterday. -Finally decided that I needed to update my iPod-- I haven't since I moved in. (1 month) -Had to install iTunes-- my parents are cavemen. (20 minutes) -Tried desperately to find out how to get the thing in the USB port to little avail. (15 minutes) -Took every song I had stored on my hard drive space on my iPod and transferred it to My Documents. (20 minutes) -Transferred every song in My Documents to my iTunes library. (10 minutes) -For some god-unknown reason, not all the songs transferred in, so I had to do each one manually. (10 minutes) -Tried for seemingly hours to get my iPod to sync. (40 minutes) -Realized this was in vain and ended up having to restore my iPod to factory default, effectively deleting every file on it. (5 minutes) -Synced the iPod. (20 minutes) -Realized I left out the 70 songs I've downloaded since getting here and added them to the library. (10 minutes) -Re-synced my iPod. (10 minutes) What a nightmare... and then today my iPod froze on me so I had to spend another 20 minutes fixing it. God, my iPod's almost as high maintenance as I am! And then I realized that podcasts are simply the coolest thing ever made. Yay...

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Monday, March 26, 2007

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Okay, so after about 406 different meltdowns today I feel better-ish... not to say that anything's solved, God no, if anything, things are more complicated than ever. It's going to come crashing down around me sometime soon, but luckily, it's not today. So I'm just biding my time until the next wave comes. I honestly have no clue how I'm going to make it out of this one. I know it's never going to be a 'raise your chin and move on' thing. More battle scars are on the way. But... scars are scars. It could be worse, it could be an open wound, couldn't it? If that's the case, what I've got is a scab. It's trying, trying, trying to heal over but there's always the risk it'll reopen and bleed and remind you that it hurt like hell... then you need stitches.... Somebody stop me. I'm speaking in metaphor again. So. Yeah. I should be typing a Romeo and Juliet report that's due tomorrow, but I think I'll take a nap instead. I need one. And Tonya's impending deadlines be damned. I'm going to bed.

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Saturday, March 24, 2007

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Hello, everyone... *sigh* What a mess, what a mess. Will someone throw me a fucking broom? Lately it seems too hard to clean up with bare hands. I'm so SICK of all this shit, and yes, I realize I'm throwing a tantrum about it all. But I'm so fucking sick of this happening all the time. And it's easy for you to say that I need to go easy on myself and not regret anything, but I've tried that and I'm not learning anything. I'm making the exact same mistakes over and over again. My sin is this: I want it all. I want to have my cake, eat it too, and lick the frosting off the goddamn plate. I don't stop to think about how many people I hurt along the way. But how many people am I going to hurt and lie to before I realize that I can't have everything? And the way my mind works-- I think as though there's two different futures out there. But there's going to come a point- soon- when I have to pick between the two no matter how much I avoid it. But how can I do that when the two are nearly identical? Do I trust my fate to the flip of a coin? Hell, at this point, I'd trust a nickel far more than I'd trust my own intuition. Christ. Does it show that I didn't sleep last night?

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Thursday, March 22, 2007

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...I'm here. Yeah. What's left to say? An explanation? Do I owe you an explanation? Life as I know it has become one dilapidated, convoluted love polygon and everyone I know is bashing their brains in with confusion. Oh yeah, the other day, Alicia nearly killed herself. Because of me. I'm sorry, did one of you say that things couldn't get worse? I am so confused and so frustrated and OH MY GOOOOOOOOD nothing makes sense anymore. t6hyu6new5kpgbem5tr7m y8bj76w0585mvw89pf cijpuipnvgfo7[0frb-97 0u69545io;bynsidyusey5jion The end.

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Friday, March 16, 2007

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I don't think I'll be updating for a while. I pretty much screwed my entire life up in the course of an hour, so I just need a week or so to clear my head and sort this out... I'll be back soon.

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