Birthday • 1989-12-18 Gender •
Female Location • West Virginia Member Since • 2005-02-05 Occupation • Student Real Name • You Don't Need To Know
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Achievements • Who Gives A Shit? Anime Fan Since • 1993 Favorite Anime • Yu Yu Hakusho, Yu-Gi-Oh, Beyblade, Gundam Seed, Gundam Wing/AC, Wolf's Rain, X/1999, Vampire Hunter D, Trigun, Saiyuki, Rurouni Kenshin, Inuyasha, Full Metal Alchemist, D N Angel, and Chobits. Goals • Nothing really Hobbies • Writing poems/stoires, playing the keyboard, singing. Talents • Look above!
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Monday, December 11, 2006
Man, I'm so flippin' tired.....
Greetings to all of you. I’m alive and I thought you all would like to know that… At least I hope you do. Lol
So, how are all of you fairing? It’s so warm outside and it’s such a nice day. I hope you’re all in a good mood and that your weekend and today is going well.
Anyway, my weekend was okay. My dad and I got into this huge argument on Friday that kind of set my day off. My mom indented up taking my younger brother and me to school and we were late because she had to go get gas. Yeah, my mom was dreading going home because she knew that my dad would bitch her out. Anyway, this whole argument was over a book that I had placed on the counter because I was taking it to school with me and he wanted me to move it, which I was, but he decided to cop and attitude with me. The fight got somewhat physical because he stormed over to me and I said, ”I’m not intimidated by you anymore.” He WENT off on me. He shoved me backwards and then I shoved him and this continued until he knocked me to the ground. I kept telling him to let go but he wouldn’t and my little brother was pulling on him to get him off of me. I swear, if he didn’t let go, I was ready to kick him in the face with my three inch thick heeled boots. (I can get my leg to bend like that. Lol) Anyway, he finally let go and that’s when my mom came down and asked what the hell was going on.
When I got home, I completely shut out my dad and when we ate dinner, I wouldn’t look or speak to him. I barely left my room. Anyway, it rolled over to Saturday and when Sunday came around, he did talk to me and I talked back but I’m still pissed off at him. I’ll kick his ass next time and I DARE him to hit me. The bitch will be knocked the fuck out so damn fast, he won’t know that hit him.
Anyway, that’s all I really have to say. I’m just rambling sort of because I needed to get my anger out and this seemed like the perfect placed. Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful Monday.
Word of the Day:
apotheosize [ap'-ah-THEE-ah-siez', ah-POTH-ee-ah-siez'] (transitive verb)
1. to deify or glorify: "Tyler apotheosized obscure bands that we had never heard of." Origin: Approximately 1755; from Late Latin; from Greek, 'apotheosis,' from 'apotheoun': to deify ('apo-': related to + 'theos': god).
Quote of the Day: Maturity is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter can be said to remedy anything. -Kurt Vonnegut (1922 - ), Cat's Cradle
Man, I'm so flippin' tired.....
