Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Give me time to give you a waste of time.
Me: I'm a mess and you're worse.

Him: So please call the doctor, cause I'm not making any sense. Blame everyone but me for this mess.

Me: It's not your fault, so please stop your crying now.

Him: But I called her on the phone and she touched herself!

Me: Get, get, get, get over it!

Him: I told her back it up, like: Brrrr, brrrr.

Me: Right. And she said, she said, she said "why don't you just drop dead?"

And end lyrical conversation. Music, pleeeease!

ONLY FROM DAVEDAYS. LI'L WAYNE IS A GAYMO. (why, yes, Cassie, I did steal your word, thank you very much.)
ily
~Belinda
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Monday, April 6, 2009

THRILLLLLLLLLLLLERRRRRRRRRRRRR
Top 10 things I've learned in the past year:

1. It is always better to be someone's whore than no one's anything.

2. Halloween candy is greater than or equal to regular candy, greater than eye-candy, and less than infamy.

3. Dan REALLY likes being pissed off by PETA then blogging about it.

4. My life will forever be spent chasing after pretty boy douches who hate my guts and breaking the hearts of nice guys I wouldn't be caught dead with.

5.Lavi is an angelic tortilla wrapped around a saintly swirl of awesomeness with a godly center. He is the last of his kind, I swear.

6. The Beranstine Bears are code for pornos.

7. Dan's presence in my life will always be totally ftw?!-ness.

8. The Cab is porno to my ears.

9.I am a sadist in bed and a masochist everywhere else.

10.Putting make-up on boys is funner than it looks. :3

ily all
~Belinda
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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Eh. Stayed home sick today. My tummy feels weird. :( Not really sick or like I'm gonna throwup, but just... weird. Throat's been feeling fuzzy all day too.
And as if that wasn't bad enough: I'm having the most monstrous bad hair day in history. '-_-
Ai dee kay.
On the bright side, I got to go to the library today.:)
On the brighter side: just one more day til spring break.^.^ PRAISE THE LAWRD!
Hope you guys are doing alright. Are you?
It's been awhile. I've got some questions for you all.
1. Looking forward to Easter?
2.What have you been listening to music-wise in the past few weeks?
3.Do you think God created man or man created God? Because there's been some debate about that at my school.
4. Is Metro Station over-rated?
ily
~Belinda

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Saturday, March 28, 2009

Click those heels.
It's not that I don't want to say it,
I just don't want to fall asleep in another tangle of lies.
I'll gladly walk right through them in broad daylight.
It's a lethal infection, but all I've got are painkillers and sedatives.
So put another band aid on this cancer and sing me to sleep.
Nothing else you can do, the scars run too deep.

ily
~Belinda
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Replies to comments:

Jenny: Silly cabbage. I'm not a blue panda. There's too much green to feel blue. And, no, don't beat yourself over the head with your keyboard. Use a book of you favorite poems/lyrics. That way, some of it might get absorbed into your brain as you beating yourself with it.

Cassie: Yes, after many failed attempts to spell his name correctly, I am dating Shaun. AKA Sean. AKA Shuan. AKA Shun. XD lol THESE STRANGE BOYS AND THEIR OBSCURE NAMES! Good thing you're downloading the song, because after an entire month and a week of hearing it, I'm getting pretty sick of it. It shall be changed shortly.

Megan: I WANT A CRACK AUNT MEGAN!!! :0

Stephy: OMG!!! MORE LONG COMMENTS!! Yayz! *huggles* I missed you too, Stephy! IO almost diead without your blathering awesomeness to sustain me. Honest. And, er.... please: DON'T. SAY. LOVE. At least, not in that context. That's basically the worst disaster word in mty vocabulary.

Joshanime: In a way, yes, it was awkward, but mostly it was just very sweet. I love those kids so much. <3

Soooo... I'm going over Shaun's house again on Friday and I'm hoping to God I don't have a massive allergy attack. Which seems pretty likely at this point. :P It's very humid outside and I was inches away from tearing at my skin when I head to go outside for my classes in the trailers. Not to mention, Shaun has dogs, and I'm allergic, so I've definitely gotta keep my distance from them.
Although, that shouldn't really be a problem, because we'll most likely be in his room most of the time. *Ahem* >_>
And that reminds me: I just had a session with my therapist and I'm pretty sure I need to think more about my boundries. So, on that note:


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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Hey kiddies.
I'm back from yet another unexcused hiatus. Just always know that I really do love you all dearly... I just suck at showing it.
Just got back from a date with Shaun. His niece Hayley--who has taken to calling me Aunt Belinda, btw--turned 8 today, and we went to the birthday party. We ended up leaving early and going back to his house though. It was nice, but... Well, here, this'll probably explain the "but"

It's coming down to "I love you" again.
So prepare to hate me.
These lips you so love to kiss are the very hand on the guillotine that you're locked into.
And every word, every touch, every "must" brings the blade closer and closer to your throat.
It's not my fault. Honest to God: I never want you to get hurt.
But what can I say? I'm broken glass.
So sharp, I couldn't even keep from cutting myself.
So deep, I couldn't even scream.
If my conscience wasn't in the toilet and my mind wasn't in the gutter and our lives weren't in the present, I swear...

Damn. I'm pretty sure I just ruined my whole weekend experience. ''-___- Damn me and my melodrama. Argh... Oh well. I can deal, I guess.
But, anyway, how have you guys been? Haven't talked to you all weekend.
Ilyyyyyyyyyy
XOXOXOXOXOXOXXOXOXOXXOXOXOXXOOXOXOX
~Belinda
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Friday, March 13, 2009

It's been about 4 or 5 hours that I've worked on The Scene. (Be proud of me, Cassie.) And I think I'm about done, so here are some quizzes that I've taken:

Your Aura is Red
You have a high level of emotion. This can mean passion, but it can also mean rage.
Usually, you don't take these emotions out on others. You just use them as motivation - and it works!

The purpose of your life: embracing all the wonders of the life, lots of travels, and tons of adventures

Famous reds include: Madonna, Marilyn Monroe, Jennifer Lopez

Careers for you to try: Dancer, Boxer, Surgeon


Are You Truth or Dare?
You Are Dare
You are outrageous, adventurous, and wild. You live to have fun.
You are all about taking risks and pushing limits. You love the rush of doing something forbidden.

Like most daring people, you are highly intelligent and creative. That's why you get bored so easily.
You need a lot of stimulation and novelty in your life. You aren't satisfied with the mundane.


Are You a Right Brained or Left Brained Woman in Love?
You Are Right Brained In Love
Bit of a drama queen
Peacemaker, first to end a fight
Good at thinking up creative dates
Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily
Going with your gut instead of your head
Empathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault
Good at recognizing patterns in relationships
Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count
Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love
Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow
Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind
Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart

[Oh, my Gawsh. That is SO me.]


What Japanese Smiley Are You?
You Are "Dizzy and Giddy"
You're a happy-go-lucky sort of person who's easily distracted.
You can't help it that you're easily inspired. You're very creative.

You follow your passions wherever they lead you, even if they lead you to get lost.
There's so much joy in the world. You can hardly take it all in!

[lol] XD

ily all
~Belinda
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Responses to comments:

Blink: lol. Same here. If I hang out much longer in anime/video game club, I might just be obese by the end of the year. :3 Btw, did you know there's actually a horror movie called Blink? It's pretty good. Takes place in Chicago, sometime in the mid-90s, I think.

Twists of Rain: Thanks. lol You should see the ones me and my friend come up with.

Emily: WHY, YES, MA'AM, THAT IS CORRECT! *lifetime supply of highfives* And thanks. ^^ It doesn't really make much sense unless you know which songs all the lyrics are from though.

Cassie: Again, thank you, dearie. ^^
And, actually, I have been writing The Scene. It's just that lately I've been really busy and haven't had much time to edit it, so as of now, my writing is pretty much for shit.

Ergh. '-__- Almost fainted in math class today. I think I'm feverish, I'm not really sure. My mom did say I had a bit of a temperature, so maybe...

In my state of delirium, I wrote some poetry. It kinda jumps around a bit, but I think it's pretty good, if I do say so myself.

Trick of the light,
Trick in my sight,
First trick they play me for tonight.
Can't tell whether the warmth is mine or the room's.
It's on days like this that I most miss the womb.
I didn't wanna go, I didn't wanna come.
Couldn't take being just another cold number in the frozen sum.
He's the one thing I can't take giving up on.
I'll be singing his songs til the end of time and he'll never hear.
The poor kid has more deaf in him than a grave yard.

ily
~Belinda
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Friday, March 6, 2009

My frinds are reading over my shoulder, trying to pronouce "Otaku." So far, they've got "Ohtaco," "ootakoo" and "Ahtaki."
Yeah, no idea how they got that last one. 0.o

Tis, here, after school, in video game club. Apparently, I've spelt Shun's name wrong: it's Shuwan.

Yeah. Sounds African. I know. Which is really weird, because he might just be whiter than me. If such a thing is even possible... lol

Ah! I am suddenly deafened by the noise of countless game systems turned on. The good news is, they have donuts. Therefore: I am satisfied. THANK YOU, GOD.

And to answer your question, Josh: Nothing is wrong with short hair. It's just that Dan looks better with long hair. Well, most of the time he does, anyway.

Let's see... They've got 3 different TV's in here, 2 of them are in use right now. On the first TV, they're playing Super Mario Brothers. On the second, Christie is playing Pokemon. I'm probably just going to be sitting here, typing the entire time. Otherwise, I just feel impossibly awkward.
I mean, I've been here before, but for some reason, it fears weird being here now.

Oy... My mom won't pick up her phone and I forget to tell her I was staying after. '-__- KLHAIUFAIFIO489YH89WHIHF9EAR9AO...
Hmm... I wanna write a poem but I have no inspiration right now.
Aw, screw it. Time for another conversation made up (almost) entirely of lines from my favorite songs:

Me: You're a fine piece of real estate and I'm gonna get me some land.

Him: But you'll never catch us, so just let me be.

Me: Do I creep you out?

Him: It depends--can I sniff your blouse?

Me: Sure. Because this fight could be the last fight.

Him: But I don't really care which side winds, as long as the room keeps singing. That's just the business I'm in.

Me: An arms dealer?

Him: Yes. Fitting you with weapons in the form of words.

Me: What's it like in New York City?

Him: Well, I called her on the phone and she touched herself. I laughed myself to sleep.

Me:... I wanna marry my stalker.

Him: Why? The groom's bride is a whore.

Me: Yeah, but the sounds of this small town make my ears hurt.
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Alright. That's all I got. Thanks for tolerating my sanity.
ily
~Belinda

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Thursday, March 5, 2009

Things I've found out about Sean:
-Even though it's pronounced like "Sean," his first name is actually spelled Shun. As in: "Nonbelievers? SHUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!" lol Life-time supplies of high-fives to whoever gets that reference.

-He is ALWAYS warm.

-He's Scottish. Therefore, it is of no surprise that his parents own a bar, which he works in, cleaning up tables and stuff. (NO STEREO-TYPING INTENDED)

-He sucks monkey balls in the study of American Government/Civics. I swear, if he fails one more test, his ass is total grass.

-For some unfathomable reason, he thinks the world of me. Clearly, he does not know me at all. (Just kidding... Well, sort of.)

-He's every bit as certifiably insane as I am. :DDDDDD

-Apparently, he can write goth poetry. I have no idea if it's any good yet because I haven't seen it, but I must admit, I'm intrigued.

-He's somewhat of a Narutard. :P I mean, he's into other anime's as well, but so far Naruto is the only one I know of.

-He's one of the easiest persons in the world to talk to. So far, we've only had one awkward silence in the entire course of 5(?) days.

And now for the bad news:
No matter how hard Shun tries, no matter how much he grows on me, no matter how hard I try to forget, he will never be able to make That Guy disappear. NOTHING can make That Guy disappear.

Speaking of which, he's practically bald now. Cut his hair all short and shitty again.
For once, it actually doesn't look that bad on him though. In a way, it almost looks... better. I can see his face more now. His eyes more.
Which is great, because his eyes changed color again. See, he has hazel eyes, so the color looks different depending on the light.
Usually, they're a deep chocolate brown, but today, the sun was so bright, they looked greenish blue. Teal, I guess you could call it.
Ah, well.
I gotta get ready for bed.

Thanks so much for all the love and comments, guys. They really helped.
ily all
~Belinda
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