Friday, November 20, 2009

Ahhhhhhhhh, it is Friday. Thank God.
I'm actually feeling great right now, you have no idea.

Hell-Tegan and Sara
I love that song. Heard it on the radio on my to the Dr.'s.
For some reason, I thought they would be British at first, but they're not. The video really doesn't make any sense at all, I just like the song. lol
In other news... I really don't have any other news. It's been a pretty uneventful day.
I did get a themesong for myself though, but I'm not gonna post the lyrics, because you gotta hear it to get the full effect.
ily
~Belinda
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Today I was reminded of something that I had forgot:

Everything happens for a reason.
I know it sounds completely cliche, but all cliches have an element of truth in them, and this one is no different.

That misery you felt or are feeling? The daily struggle just to drag yourself out of bed in the morning? It has a purpose. It all has a purpose.

And I know you guys aren't really up for any Jesus talk, but here's the thing: I've been keeping quiet about Him for far too long and I love Him. I'm not gonna hide Him in my pocket like a dirty secret anymore.
I want to bring you all to Him and I want you all to realize that you are not just amazing or adequate, you are SACRED, you are loved forever and ever, til the end of time and beyond.
Yeah, I know you can live without Him, but see it's not enough to just live anymore--I want you all to thrive.
I want you all to recognize the beauty in yourself and in everyone around you.

Because I know you all just want to be happy, but you deserve more than mere complacency. You deserve to be so blithe, so joyful, so passionately enthralled that you set the world on fire.

Ily all
~Belinda
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I will never stop completely.
It's like writing: I'll take breaks every now and again, but I'll always come right back to it.

lol
I love you, Shane Dawson <3 Fr srs.

Okay, I decided to answer all the little Shane Dawson questions on here because I don't have a youtube account. I mean, I could just make one, but that would actually take some effort on my part, and so hell no.

1. Things that turn me off:
-When the guy is just so damn insecure and self-conscious, he keeps fidgeting and can't say anything that actually makes sense.

-When the guy bites me.

-When he bitches about every last thing that's wrong with me and starts preaching about what I "should" be.

2. My weird habits:
When I'm not on my ADHD med or when I'm really bored, I tend to talk to myself and pick at my scalp. I say everything I type out loud as I'm typing it.

3.Who I am:
My name is Belinda, I am 16, and I live in Baltimore county. I'm a lyrical poet, sketcher/artist, and about a tenth as deep and confusing as Pete Wentz.

4. What my flaws are and how I embrace them:
-I am too skinny, but if ever I get in a fight, I can just stab the poor muthafucka to death with my bony elbow. ^^
-I am obsessive and often crazy not in the fun way, but in the annoying way. This, however, gives me a new perspective on things as no one will ever completely understand. No one is as screwed up as me--they are less screwed up or more screwed up, but not exactly at my level of insanity.

5.Things that piss me off:
-Ex-boyfriends
-Shitty current boyfriends
-Love triangles, love quadrilaterals, love pentagons.... Yeah, you get the idea.
-love
-Practically everyone in my school

6. Things that freak me out
-Dan.
-love
-the future
-the possibility of being stuck here forever.

7. Are you crazy obsessed and if not do you know anyone who is crazy obsessed?
Oh, hell, hell yeah I'm obsessed. He's like a drug to me- "When it's good, it's so good, til it goes bad."

8. What's your worst F.M.L. (Fuck My Life) moment?
-Ahhahaha, where do I begin?
Well, a few weeks ago, I went to my friend's church choir concert, and there was this really hot guy in the choir. I noticed him staring in my general direction throughout the concert, so of course I thought he liked me or something. It was not until I had made a complete and total ass of myself that I realized the only reason he had been staring in my general direction was because the girl he'd had a crush for years had been sitting next to me. lol

9.Do you like commercials? And if you don't, do you just skim through them?
Most commercials, I hate and tend to use DVR to skim through them.

I DEMAND YOU ALL ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS OR ELSE I WILL CUT YOU
That is all.
ily
~Belinda

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Monday, November 16, 2009

As she awakens, she throws her arms up and a smile forms across that chubby face
"Is it my birthday yet?"
We affirm this.
"Yay!" she exclaims,
And we all contract her happy disease.

This is about my little sister. She turned 4 last Friday...

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Sunday, November 15, 2009

XD
I got Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance" stuck in my head.
I can't decide if I love it or hate.
I'm a huge Lady Gaga fan, but on this particular song, she sounds as if she's singing while holding her nose. Not to mention, the lyrics are pretty stupid, but the song is just so damn catchy.
It has also come to my attention that no one has made a mishead lyrics video for this particular song. So to remedy this, I shall first post the video so you can all hear the melody and then I will write the misheard lyrics below. Ready? Here it is:

Rara-ah-ah-ah
Rome-ah-Rome, mama!
Gaga ooh la la
Want your band rodents!
[2X]

I won your ugly, I want your dizzy ease
I want your every fin as long as it's a tease
I want your love
(love, love, love, I want your love)
I won, you're drama,
The touch-up, you're Iran.
I want your leather-studded kiss--I'm the man.
I want your love
(Love love love I want your love)
You know that I shun you and you know that I kneed you...
I love it bad, your band romance!

Ai wants your love and Eisen[hower], you wretch!
You, Bambi, could write a bad romance
(oh oh oh oh oh ooooh jkhkla)
I did once, year of waffle, your revenge.
You, Bambi, should write a bad romance.
(Oh, oh oh oh oh ooooooooh)
Ty won your oven.
[with] All your lovers' revenge, you and me could fight off band rodents.
Caught in a brand romance.
(oh oh oh oh h oh ohoh ohhhhhhhhh)
[2X]

I wasn't your daughter.
I was your design.
Cuz, you're a criminal as long your mind.
I tied up your love.
(love love love, I tied up your lovvvvvvv-ah.)
I want your psycho,
your vertical stink.
I want you in my room,
Wentz, your baby is sick!
Tide wants her love
(love, love, love)
Tied grunts "her love."

You know that I want you
(Because I'ma seek the bitch, baby.)
And you know that I need you.
Ty wants it, Brad;
Your bad romance!

Ty won, you're of nine-one. Hurry, eng[ine.]!
You, Bambi, could light a band rodent.
[2X]

Walk, walk, fashion, Baby.
Move that Ritz crazy.
Walk, walk, pass it on, baby.
Work it,
I'm a free bitch, baby.
I want your love.
Ty don't wanna be friends.

And there is more to the song, but I'm tired, so... Bleh. -o-
ily
~Belinda


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Saturday, November 14, 2009

Radio Ga Ga's broadcast don't cut it no more.
Baby boy's got me caught up in another lawsuit,
And the clothes don't quite fit the season,
The strait-jacket doesn't fit the convict.
Might as well banish me to Planet Mercury
And watch me burn and suffocate with a smile on this so-called "inadequate" face.
Yeah, he might have the last laugh,
But that's only because he just now got the joke.
I'm in the misery business, too, and I'm feeling so good right now,
they'll probably fire me,
But I know even as I laugh myself to sleep that the hours of misery to come will more than make up for the minute or 2 of euphoria.
Still, I won't fix a thing.
Like a nutcracker doll, I only spring up to be knocked right back down again.
This emotional rollercoaster,
it's not a fun ride, but it's a great life.
The little red lawyers with their halos tilted atop their horns and the little boys beneath the skins of men who are too afraid to burn like me will never know the warmth of the sun or the Son.
And for that, I am truly sorry.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I'm sleepy.
Feeling like..... Eh. Yes. That's it. I'm just in a very eh mood today. Not my worst, not my best.
Feeling hella lonely, but God knows I've felt worse. So anyway...
Yeah. Not much to say. I've figured out that I've really gotta stop hating myself. I ruined what could have been one of the best relationships of my life because I assumed I wasn't good enough and that I didn't have a chance and that he'd end up hating me anyway. Turned out to be the epitome of a self-fulfilled prophecy. *sigh* I just wish there was something I could do about it now...
I hate that he hates me.
ily
~Belinda
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Joey bit me today. It was yummilicious.
But now the bite marks have all but disappeared. :(
Ah, he abuses so sweetly! Always leaving me wanting more. Anyway...

We're perfect strangers.
So sit down and let's drink til we become perfect lovers,
And don't you dare state your name or purpose.
See, it's been a long, long week
And the headaches of the morning after can't possibly compare to the pain of the night before.
Everything I know lately has been nothing but bad luck and tough breaks,
So help me escape,
Drown me in an oasis of strangers.
I can't say it's a one time only thing, but I'll call it a life-long addiction.
I just need something to pull me under long enough to remember that it's worth all the bruises to get up top.



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Monday, November 9, 2009

Joey stole my water bottle during lunch today and drank most of it, then I stole it back and gulped the rest down, and now his magical, delicious hawt boi spittle is swimming through my bloodstream.
Think of it as indirect kiss. I love it so much.
To make matters even better, Dan was on the bus in the afternoon today and he was blushing the entire time I was looking at him. I don't if it was just me or what, but it was absolutely adorable.
Anyway, I've been trying to get into the band Kill Hannah lately, but so far I only really like one of their songs, which is Lips Like Morphine. (A.K.A. My profile song.) The singer's voice is so damn sexy. Like *hella swoon,* fr srs.

We have this thing called Switch Your Click Day tomorrow at my school. I'd do it, except for the fact that I don't have a clique, so I wouldn't know what to do. >_> Hah.

Anyway... I'm just going to go sit in a corner and do strange thing with sporks.
ily
~Belinda

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Sunday, November 8, 2009

Additional tag questions:

36. If you were trapped in some insane situation where you could either shoot yourself or listen to no other music besides the Backstreet Boys or The Jonas Brothers for the rest of your life, which would you choose and why?

Jonas Brothers, because the world would be such a fucked up place without emo lunatics like me running around and because The Backstreet Boys are just so... ew.

37. What is one addiction that you are absolutely positive you will have for the rest of your life?

Being Catholic.:3 I LOOOOOOOVVVVVVE MA JESUS, SUNNNNNNN.Fr srs.

38.If you could only choose one person to spend the rest of your life with, who would it be?

I wanna say Dannyko, but that would be pretty boring without any Margaritaville or Heather or Aquia to talk to about it.

39.Of all the dreams you've had, which is your favorite?

The one last night. I dreamt me and my family picked up Dannyko on our way to mass, he sat next to me and promptly began to bitch about how much he didn't want to be there. "*Sigh* So, I guess you want me to sit next to you at church, huh?" he mumbled, enthusiastic as a murder victim. I replied that, no, honestly, I didn't give a damn, he could sit wherever he wanted. Then he just looked at me, leaned in... and kissed me. Kissed me deep, like he really wanted to. The rest of the dream was just a misplaced montage of me and him tangled around each other, me on top of him, him on top of me... Yeah. It was pretty nice. It felt unusually real too.

40. What is your all-time favorite movie qoute?

Volkum: "I'd rather die than help you!"
Dracula: "Don't be boring. The last one who said that died."--Van Helsing

And Stephy?
Tag. You're it.
ily
~Belinda
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