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Wednesday, February 14, 2007


Happy Single Awareness Day
Rachael told me to update.

So I'm updating. XD

Its been forever and a day since I've updated, I'm so tired. I've decided that I'll put some Gackt songs on my site. Probably Vanilla.

My mom made the mistake of telling me that she bought the Grey's Anatomy: First Season DVD. Can you BELIEVE its only 9 episodes?!?! Apparently it was a fill-in show for when Desperate Housewives was off the air. OMG, I'm so happy I decided to watch it with my mom that one day.

I noticed all the episodes are the name of songs. Last week's episode was called, "Wishin' and Hopin'."

I love Cristina. And Bailey. Sean told me I kinda look like Bailey. I really didn't know what to say. Bailey's actually really, really pretty.

. . . . I should have a Grey's Anatomy theme. I could probably find the theme song somewhere for free.

I love free MP3s.

Well, see ya peeps!

You know I love ya,

The Mad Hatter

I adopted a chibi! ^.^



Name: Quebert

Likes: Lots of stuff

Dislikes: Even more than he likes

Owner: Ahlon

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Friday, August 25, 2006


Yo, Update.
Whatever sick human being said that "things can only get better", better be in hell.

Because, seriously, its not getting any better, no matter what I do.

I just came from a depressing bout of school (clothes) shopping, where I got no makeup (to cover my ugly face) no big, pretty jewelry (to distract the simple minded) and 4 articles of clothing, a lunchbox (Down with cafeteria food) and a kinda cute backpack (that I wish was Anime). : (

I came upon the realization that the mall and the fashion industry that distributes to mainstream middle class America is out to discourage the fat people (such as myself). Even the XL doesn't fit anymore (when I wanna wear cute stuff). I mean, seriously, I had a whole basket full of cool crap and most of them didn't fit at all.

I'm afraid that I've lost no weight (Hehehe. Fault of myself, really), and will not be looking ANYTHING like a skinny person when you lot next see me. Though, I'd like to. Kinda.

Half of me says I shouldn't change my appearence to please THE MAN, but the other part of me says that JENA'S boob jokes are getting a little OLD. >: (

And SPEAKING of Jena, she's been annoying the shit out of me. I'm serious. I understand she's going threw something with her parents and stuff, but if she really thinks I wont put her in her place, she is sadly mistaken. And ONE wrong move from her this weekend will force me to make an ELEPHANT of a joke.

Jena's party is tomorrow (goodie-goodie) and we're going to Rolling Hills. I hope its better than I think it will be.

SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!! Jena (as I have just been notified by Rachael--yes,yes. We're friends again) is coming to Michelle's sleepover party!! Damn it!! Really, I don't want her to go. *despair* Its sooo not cool having to (possibly) deal with her shit two days in a row.

I was even pissier when I found out she (Jena) didn't invite Hannah or Rachael . . . to her party. *tear*

I'm really depressed Hannah and I weren't able to hang out . . . I should call her. I miss her SO much. Just wanna hug her. I love my Hannah . . .

Hannah, my love, will you call me to plan SOMETHING (anything!!)? If you need my number, IM me sometime. If you haven't seen POTC 2 . . . . would you like to see it with me? This weekend? Or This week? *Huggle*

--- Sayonara---


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Wednesday, June 28, 2006


A boo.
I stole this from Kelsey





full name: Ahlon T. Gavins

Time started: 5:50



nickname(s): Lara Croft, Lona, Lonnie, Lon-Lon
birthday: December 24, 1991
where were you born: Livonia, Michigan
zodiac sign: Capricorn
height: Five feet, 2 inches
weight: I may be 190
hair color: Black
eye color: brown

shoe size: 8 1/2 or 9 wide
ring size: like a nince

skin type (freckles, tan, albino, etc): bad, black
blood type: ummm
grade: Going into 9th
GPA: about 3.9
siblings: two younger brothers
tattoos: I wish
piercings: two earring holes

hobbies: internet, sleeping, boys, anime, music, reading horror stories, DDR, singing, talking on the phone, reading stories, writing stories.

favorite -

color: pink and black
food: shrimp tempura
candy: chocolate
type of cheese: white cheddar

pizza topping: peperoni

salad dressing: Honey Catalina
sandwich: grilled cheese
cereal: Cinnamon Toast Crunch
fruit: pomergrante

vegetable: brussel sprouts
berry: umm. . .

cake: chocolate cake
book: I have a lot of them.

movie: Memoirs of a Geisha, RENT, others.
magazine: PEOPLE
newspaper: Ann Arbor News
tv show: CSI, Girlfriends, Degrassi, etc.
website: Blue Bliss and YourOtaku
radio station: 95.5

font: Century Gothic

cartoon character: Hello Kitty, Tare Panda, Mandy (Grimm Adventures), Kuro Neko

artist (painter): Monet
actor: Johnny Depp, Ken Watanabe, and Viggo Mortensen

actress: ANGELINA JOLIE and Ziyi Zhang
CD: Umm. . .
song: Right now, its between Little Red Corvette, In Over My Head (Cable Car), The Meaning of Peace, and some songs by Mary J. Blige

music group: Black Eyed Peas
music type: R&B, Hip-Hop, Funk, Rap, Rock, pop, J-pop
day of the week: Saturday
month: December

season: Winter

holiday: Christmas
shampoo: Pantene
conditioner: Pantene
number: 22
phrase: "Durr", "Mhm", "Ahlon Rulez"
store: Borders
weather: Cloudy
restaurant: Olive Garden
channel: Cartoon Network, Courtv

teacher: Mrs. Weathers, Mrs. Micik, and Mr. Crowner

weekend activity: On the internet
hangout: My home

house color: red/yello

sport to watch: Basketball (though I never watch sports).
sport to play: Don't play sports.
animal: Cats or Bushbaby
flower: Roses
guy's name: Julian or Alexander
girl's name: Angelina, Hotaru, Azin, Yuki
board game: LIFE
party game: ...
story from childhood: Little Mermaid
body part: butt

have you ever -

been on a train: Yes

been on a plane: yes

been in a car accident: no

caused a car accident: no
run into a wall: yes
burned a potato chip: no

almost burned the house down: yeah.
smoked: No
been drunk: No.
been high: No
broken the law: yeah
burned a CD (if yes, the one above is yes): yes
kissed someone of the opposite sex: No
kissed someone of the same sex: No.
frenched an animal: No. Ew.

made out: No
had cyber sex: . . . depends. . .
gotten engaged: No
had an online relationship: I suppose.

been rejected by a crush: Yeah
loved: Not romantically
made yourself cry to get out of trouble: Yeah
cried in public: Yeah

cried over a movie: Yes.

fallen asleep in a movie theater: nope

given someone a bath: yeah

been to a boarding school: nope
been home-schooled: No.
lost a valuable item: Yep. D:
bungee jumped: Hell No

skied: no
met the president: Nope.
met a celebrity: God, I wish.
gotten a cavity: no

shopped at abercrombie & fitch: Hell No.
made a prank call: Yeah
skipped school: yeah
faked sick to get out of school: Yeah

tried topurchased something that you knew didn't fit: . . . kinda

climbed a tree: Yeah

fallen from a tree: No.
broken a bone: No.

sprained anything: Hand

passed out: no.
made yourself pass out: no
been to disney world: no.
been to a theme park (not disney): Cedar Point
said i love you and meant it (not to a relative): No

made a model volcano (working model): No

made a clover leaf with your tounge: Yeah

past -

what did you do yesterday: Go over Michelle's house

memory you miss the most: Ummmm. . . uhh. . .
memory you want to forget: Quite a few. . .
something you regretted after it was done: Not much
the last song you heard: Check Up On It by Beyonce
CD you bought: Disney Mania
thing you said: "Go get the phone" to my brother

time you cried: Last week

movie seen in a theater: Ice Age 2: The Meltdown
thing you ate: Frostied Flakes

person who called: Jena

nail polish shade worn: Reddish purple

time you showered: last night
person who complimented you:Michelle

what are you listening to: Danny Phantom

what are you wearing: Red shirt, jeans
what are you thinking: about the answer to this question

what are you scared of most: being alone

how many people are on your buddy list: 23

future -

occupation:Writer

marriage site: in a church
honeymoon: Somewhere secluded
place to live: Tokyo, Japan
kids: two
car: slugbug. But if I live in Japan, technically I don't need a car.
what are you doing tomorrow: going to a party
do you think george bush will be reelected: I pray not

will there be a wwIII: Yeah
will politics ever be truthful: When I'm a supermodel
will humanity snuff itself out: Yeah.

can the gov. be changed: Maybe


friends -

best friend: I have many
funniest: Hannah

silliest: Lizzie

loudest: Kirstie
quietest: Rachael

craziest: Lisa
calmest: Rachael
skinniest: Aviva

best secret keeper: Kelsey
worst secret keeper: Jena

the one you have but don't want: . . . . umm. . . yah. . .

smartest: . . .
preppiest: . . . Katie, probably
peppiest: Michelle
most hyper: Lizzie
hottest: . . .

weirdest: Jena
biggest pervert: Hannah (I love you)
most annyoing: Michelle (only when she says dumb thinks)
shyest: Caitlyn
most religious: Katie or Bola, whichever.

do you believe in -

heaven: sorta

hell: Yes, since that's where I'm going. XD
angels: yes
devil: yes
god:yes
buddha: Yeah
aliens: Fuck yes.
ghosts: Yah

spirit (soul): Yeah

soulmates: . . . as of now. . . no.
reincarnation: Yeah

love at first sight: Yeah
karma: Yup.
love in general: Yes
luck: Sometimes
yourself: Sometimes


crush -

first crush: Tyler


a celebrity crush: Will Smith, Johnny Depp

who do you want to be with right now: A man, nice and warm

whose number do you want: mm. . . Angelina Jolie's.

who do you want to kiss: Johnny Depp

what is something you don't understand about the opposite sex: They're assholes.
if you could go on a date with anybody, who would it be: Brad Pitt

on scale of one to ten, how romantic are you: 4
first thing noticed about the opposite sex: How annoying they are

what do you look for personality-wise: Sense of humor, somewhat romantic, crazy, loud, not afraid to think what they think

biggest turn on: Hair/looks/Eyes/sense of humors
biggest turn off: stupidity and needy, boring,
something they wear that turns you on: a tatoo

something they wear that turns you off: leather pants
the most romantic thing you want to happen to you: For them to sing to me

the most romantic thing that has happened to you: Nothing.

what do you wear on a coffee date:Clothes
is it right to flirt if you're taken: yeah. .. if your boyfriend does it why can't you
is cyber cheating: Good question
are eyes the passegeway to the soul: Uh. . . yah. . .

who would you like to take to the prom: I WANNA GO TO THE PROM!!! DAMN!
do you want to hug somebody right now: Yeah

do you know what an aphrodisiac is: Yeah

describe -

mellow: calm, boring

melancholy: sullen

the perfect date: One where he isn't an ass, and trying to get into my pants. An intelligant conversation about nothing

the perfect mate: One. . . who. . . will argue with me and is a tad narcissitic
how m&m's are made: erm
why manhole covers are round: Because God willed it.

coke/pepsi: pepsi

sprite/7-up: Sprite
boxers/briefs: boxers
gold/silver: gold
vanilla/chocolate: chocolate

flowers/candy: candy
book/magazine: Book
tv/radio: TV
glass half empty/half full: It's half empty
democrat/republican: Democrat
colored pencils/markers: Colored pencils
coffee/tea: tea
sun/moon: Moon
day/night: Night
hot/cold: cold

dog/cat: cat
button/zipper: Zipper
cotton/feather pillow: feather

blue/purple: Purple
plumber/trashman: plumber

jeans/shorts: jeans
long distance relationship/none: Long distance relationship
mechanical/regular pencil: mechanical
matt/ben: Matt
that 70's show/simpsons: Simpsons
kelso/eric: Kelso
donna/jackie: Donna

bart/lisa: Lisa
romeo/juliet: Juliet
romantic comedy/thriller: Thriller
nsync/bsb: N*sync
peanut butter/jelly: Peanut Butter
waffles/pancakes: Pancakes
letter/email: E-mail
florida/california: California
pizza/burgers: Pizza
hat/visor: niether
football/rugby: American Football, which needs a better name
iceskating/blading: Ice skating
movie at home/in theater: Theatre


first thing you think of when you hear -

yellow: pee
red lipstick: lipstick
socks: hunh?
cowtipping: Sounds dirty

moulin rouge: sucked. She died.
greenland: Europe

iceland: boo

harry potter: better not die
red: the Kotex dot
blackberry: stain
rose: Chick from Titanic
rooster: EW!
taxes: . . . Ew.
bill clinton: Closetest to a black president as we're gonna get
whipped cream: mm. . .
george w. bush: need to . . . erm. . .

lollipops: the long ones that you suck for hours

dreams: tylenol

love: Will. I. Am.

guys: Damn

south park: Ew.

boy bands: Gong Bang Shin Ki

pengiuns: Blue
girls: Mimi.
thong: shouldn't be seen.
death: dying
spoons: nasty stuf

junk mail: bills

dairy: yogurt
panties: sex
your father: ugh

pizza: Benitos
britney spears: Whore
vitamin: food

are you -

happy: no

sad: no
religious: no

bitchy: yeah
crazy: yah
messy: yah
mad: yah
slacker: yah

nerd: yah
bookworm: yah.
jock: Hell to the Naw
preppy:NO
selfish: . . . Yeah

giving: kinda

obsessive: Hell to the yah
violent: Yeah

calm: sometimes

peaceful:mmm
mellow: no

eccentric: yeah

caring: yah
untrustworthy: kidna
loyal: Yes
patriotic: no
perverted: Very
colorful: yeah. . . kinda. . .

artistic: yah

Miscellanoues -

what color is your jacket: purple
do you shave: Yeah, unless I'm in France

where: armpits and sometimes my legs
what color is your razor: pink

what size is your bed: queen

what color crayon would you be: magenta
what are the last four digits of you phone number: 5414
feelings on abortion: do what you want.
how long does it take you to shower: 15 minutes +

what does your screenname mean: danana? I'm the NaNa or the Ahlon. Durr.

thoughts on blonde pop stars in general: whores, except Christina Aguliera.
who do you trust the most: My friends
is cussing a necessity in life: yes.
how about coffee:Coffee good.

is the world screwed: Yah

what something you can't live without: internet

what time did you fall asleep: 1 something
know what 69 means: vaguely
how about 143: hell if I know.
can you live without a microwave: no

what do you think about death: inevitable
where and when do you want to be married: where: I don't care. When: Soon.

do you want to drop out of school: Couldn't if I wanted
why is the sky blue: because of chemicals

what is a good trait about yourself: . . . Sense of humor

what do you always think about: Stories
what is wrong with your school: Hnh. A lot

what is right with your school: My lozers. Or friends. Whichever.

how do you react to change: With time
do you talk to yourself: I'm talking to myself now.
what is your opinion on love: It better find me soon

can you afford to lose weight: Yeah

what color would you dye your hair: Pink

best thing anyone's told you: "Ahlon, your a good person, despite what peeps my think."
does being psycho appeal to you: yeah
if you wrote a book, what would it be about: Twin Blackenese girls
what would you change your name to: Angelina

longest crush lasted how long:a year



time finished: 7:09 (with LONG breaks in between)


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Thursday, May 11, 2006


Final Fantasy: Advent Children

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FF:AC!!!!!!

OHHHHH! YEAH!!!!!!

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The End
We're not friends anymore.

Lizzie and I, I mean.

She sent me an email. Its over.

The End.

I guess. . . in the end. . . none of it really matters, anymore. . .

I hate that I do that. You know, make plans to be one way for a long period of time and the BAM. Something changes everything. But, I've adapted before, now. . . now I dunno.

Aviva's had enough of me in D.C. I want really bad to call her and tell her everything that going on. Since, really, her, Kirstie, Jason, Kilah, Lexi, Allie, Hannah (Annie), Kelsey (Polly), Jena, and Katie are all the friends I really have left. . .

But I don't wanna bother her.

I'm pondering whether I should get a refund for my Cedar Point money. I have no one to hang out with. . . how fun is that?

So. . . there. . .

The song in the backround, I love it soooo much. Its THE MEANING OF PEACE by BoA and Koda Kumi, two of my favorite Jpop singers. It'll be here for awhile. The song makes me happy.


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Tuesday, May 9, 2006


Lizzie
She actually believes that I'm a lesbian.

According to Elizabeth G. that is.

She says that Lizzie (who ate with them at lunch yesterday) said she was angry with me because she believes the rumors that I'm a lesbian.

Believe me, I see no issue (what-so-ever) with being a lesbian. . . only, ya know, I'm not. Actually, hold a conversation with me sometime. You'll know that I'm anything but.

That makes me so mad.

Today, in choir we were singing FOR GOOD from the play WICKED. And I'm sitting right next to Lizzie.

I thought I was going to cry, you know?

What type of friends to I have who don't even want to stand by me?

God.

. . .

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Monday, May 8, 2006


D.C. (And afterward)
THE TRUTH ABOUT WASHINGTON D.C.

By: Me



Day One:

D.C., the Nation's Capital, is looming ahead and I'm rather excited. There are really a couple main reasons for this, considering I've been on a stinky bus since 6-something in the morning, the Peroxide Puppies are screaming and laughing and being dumb behind me, and there's some movie that I don't like on.

Coach Carter, I believe.

So, our air conditioning isn't working and Lizzie and I are over giddy, my ipod has run outta batteries and I want so badly to fall asleep. The sky is dark and its almost 9 o'clock (estimated time of arrival) and there's all these lights.

I take a few pictures on my camera phone of the Potomic River and then lean back.

More giggles from the PPs.

So, when we get off the bus and make our way to the EXTREMELY slow elevator (Mr. Soos' cheap ass made us stay at Best Western) and went into our room.

Now, this is where things get a bit iffy. Like an opening to a movie that seems pretty good, but then kinda has the bumpy up-and-down-good-or-bad thing going on, ya know?

Aviva was kinda grumpy. I mean, I totally get she's an only child, but really. She was always saying, "We need to be quiet, we need to go to sleep, blah. . . blah. . . blah. . . " But we kinda had fun. I mean she wasn't sooooo anal all the time. Just when it came to that stuff.

Amber (who wasn't our original group member. Soos, again) was on the phone basically ALL night.

So, Aviva and I took a shower that night and went to sleep.

Day Two:



This is where things get a bit fuzzy.

We saw the Vietnam Memorial, met our Tour Guide John (Who, I'm going to call Nigel) and saw FDR memorial, along with WWII.

Then, Aviva, Lizzie, and I (along with Kristina, Ms. Kish, and Ms. Cleary) got lost. Seperated from Guzz-Guzz, John, and all of bus one.

Then Guzz-Guzz yelled at us.

Here's the WHOLE STORY. . .

Ya see, Lizzie, Aviva, and I were at the Lincoln Memorial and I'd just given the single most psychological answer to one of Nigel's questions. And he was all, "Now, we're going to stand where Martin Luther King stood for his I have a dream speech."

Lizzie and I walked off to the side (I think we were following Aviva) and held onto the banister becayse those stairs are MASSIVE. And so, seeing Aviva, we caught up with her and followed Cleary and Kish.

We asked to go back, but they--evidently lost, also--said that was a bad idea and we continued to the bus.

Well, I guess we worried Guzz-Guzz (who is my teacher, Mrs. Guzzardo) because SOON AS we were off that bus she scolded us.

Aviva and Lizzie felt REALLY guilty about that and got mad at me when I kept making jokes. They were all, "Why do you always have to make light of a situation?!" "This isn't funny."

And I just let it slide. I couldn't feel guilty about something that was not my fault. I mean, she didn't even let us explain what happened.

Day Three:



Lizzie was driving me INSANE!! It started off when I was going to get something she was all, "Wanna run get my name tag?" and I didn't really, and told her that, but she didn't seem to care and when I couldn't find it she sent Aviva.

Well, Aviva couldn't find it either and it turns out its in her bag. Here's a notebook entry I wrote on that day:

In my dream last night, men were marching. They had tailored black suits adn shiny black shoes.

And they were marching.

All in a straight line.

Thousands of them.

One by one, around them, people were suffering, dying, and being tortured.

But, unfazed, those men marched on.

I figured it was symbolic, and quite often when I'm pissed off, I refer to that dream. And . . . well. . . change certain details to fit my point.

But there is one tiny itsy bitsy thing that REALLY pisses me off.

When people deliberately ignore me.

And its happening NOW.

I've done massive amounts of idiotic, half thought out schemes, but this was actually the most moronic. I asked my two best friends (both anal) to share a room in D.C.

That screams DUMBASS, right there.

I mean, today was HORRID and is spiraling downward at a rapid rate.

Lets account of all:

I love Lizzie and Vivi, really I do. They're cool. A bit bizzare, but cool.

All day, though, Lizzie has been managing to piss me off. Stupuid, annoying things that really drive me insane!! So, I get really mad at her at the Smithsonian.

So she attaches herself to Aviva at the Art Museum and am almost completely ignored by both of them.

Then, in the gift shop I was acknowledged three major times. Once when they told me about the Japanese display; When I wasnted to show Aviva the framed version of Lady with a parasol to which I was answered as, "Lizzie?"

And third when they wanted to leave and decieded that my buying of something was unimportant.

THEN I WAS COMPLETELY IGNORED AT THE NATURE MUSEUM.

They walked off without me and came back 2 HOURS later, laughing. Then, Lizzie, the nerve was all, "wanna sit with me on the bus, Aviva?"

I could put my head in a toliet about now. Or I would be willing to--nevermind. Whatever. I really don't care.

'Cause you know, I don't have to deal with it.

Soo, that was on the bus toward Smokey Glen. And Lizzie and I got into these fights at the hotel room.

Day Four:

Dude, Alex H. had sex with goo. And was all, "I raped the goo." to every girl who walked passed.

Lizzie?

We had an on and off day, then, finally evened out and talked almost all the way home.

AND SAW THE CUTEST BABY IN THE WORLD!!!!! At the bus stop!



That was D.C.

The wholllle truth.

Here's some funny convo's, though.

___________________________

Lizzie: I don't want to sleep with her! I don't know her! How do I know she doesn't have some disease transmitted by bed sheets? Hunh?

Me: Fine. Sleep with me.

Aviva: I wanna sleep with you!

Me:. . . Well, this poses a problem, doesn't it?



Lizzie: I pledge allgience to the the flag of the United States of American and to the republic--- DRINK MILK!

Tour Guide: So, both the north and the south are fighting for freedom. What stops them from compromise?

Me: Testorone.

Aviva: I don't see why people thing I'm a lesbian. . .I mean. . .

Me: Aviva! How. . . how could you say that. . . I . . . I loved you. . .



So, that was the truth about D.C.



Now, here's Today:



I don't know what's Lizzie's problem. But she's being a bitch. Toooooo much of a bitch for my sake.

I mean, I haven't done shit to her.

But it seems like ever since D.C. and she found out people think we're Lesbians she's been all 'Rawr' at me. Like, she has this sudden PERSONAL SPACE bullshit. And in choir today, when I had to sit next to her she all rolled her eyes.

Today she was being bitchy for no reason. This morning she stole the swivel chair I always sit in and wouldn't get up until she had to go. And she only talked to me when SHE wanted to.

Then had the nerve to ask me for my pen in choir.

I mean, what's up with that?

But . . . anyway. . . I got to talk to Brenden. . .

He stood at the bus stop and talked with Kirstie and me. Only he brought these girls he wanted to ask out in it frequently.

I can't believe I still like him. . . I mean. . . not like he'll ever want me. I'm all ugly.

Maybe, I'm starting to think, Lizzie was right. I am ugly with a pig nose and no one would go out with me.

Well, at least I picked a career in which my ugliness can remain a secret.

Unlike her. Who wants to be a singer.

And all I wanna say is, "Honey, nobody wanna look at that for a 2 fucking hour concert."



I don't ask for much. Only for someone to love me. I'm starting not even to care about the lesbian rumors that are flying around. I mean, I know I'm not (though I act like it sometimes). And Lizzie should be confident enough to know she isn't either.

I mean, whats wrong with hugging and being able to touch.

Isn't that was being a human is? Being able to touch, feel, and experience? I mean, the PPs hold hands and hug all the time.

Is it different when someone like me does it?

Does the whole outlook on life change when your a different race, social status, person in whole?

I kinda read this small poem, by a Gypsy (Roma) named Papuzsa. And I really like it.





No one understands me

Only the forest and the river

That of which I speak

Has all, all passed away

Everything has gone with it--

And those years of youth





Yeah. . . so that's my life.

Horrid.

My philosphy is seemingly true from these last couple days.

THAT THIS IS HELL.

I murdered SOMEONE

AND NOW I'M PAYING THE PRICE.

This universe is full of destruction and strife.

THE LITTLE GOODNESS WE HAVE

Is in little amounts.

SOMEWHERE.

And we can only access it.

Through the PUREST of hearts.



"Quod me nutrit, me destruit." --Angelina Jolie


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Sunday, May 7, 2006


   D.C.: THE TRUTH (Introduction).
This is were I talk endlessly about how fun D.C. was and how good it felt to be at Gettysburg and Arlington. Where I gush about my brief romance with an Asian boy and---- try and keep a straight face while I'm LYING MY ASS OFF!!!

D.C. is a overrated trip, I tell you! Completely overrated. It was almost unbearable. Only a couple things I really liked. . . and they were conversations.

Usually with Lizzie, who for two days I was cool with, one day hated, and the last day had an on and off PMS thingy going on.

But I'll fill ya'll in tommorrow.

I missed you lot.
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Side note:

Master Marik and I started a fangirl site (As stated by her own site).

I'm the MadButterfly.

Though, it doesn't sound like The Mad Hatter, if you read Angel Sanctuary, you'll know that the Mad Hatter has a butterfly tatoo on HER (I prefer to call her, a her. That's what she originally was)thigh. Thusly giving her the nickname.

Okay. There we go.

I'll tell ya about D.C. Tommorrow.

THE WHOLE TRUTH.

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Sunday, April 30, 2006


Hehehehehehe

You scored as Punk. You are a punk. You're style resembles your reblious nature. Rock on kiddo.

Punk

45%

Gangsta

40%

Sporty Casual

40%

Skater / Snowboarder

30%

Surfer

30%

Cholo

20%

Geek

20%

Goth

20%

Emo

5%

Preppy

0%

Jock

0%

What's your clothing style?
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Thursday, April 6, 2006


   My Forum
http://s12.invisionfree.com/Real_Folk_Blues/index.php?act=idx

Its my forum. I love it! Though, only a couple people have joined and no one but Kelsey posts.

T T

Okay, so I'm trying to get people to come and have created the sob story above to do so.

Soo. . . will you at least come look? I mean, I've been soooo nice. . .

Please?

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