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2002-06-06 13:42:44
Okay, that was kind of sad. 5|-|0|_|1|) |-|4/3 x/9!773// 7|-|47 !// 1337 or something. Yeah. WHOOSH!
82 people've viewed this journal? *proud* Really, people, it's only my insane mind, diluted, in words.
Seen that video for Here To Stay (KoRn)? It's coooool... It's all fun and disturbing. I probably saw that in my sleep or something when I was four. Yeah. Fun stuffs.
[Enter: DBZ_Doomrider
He's taking his exams far too seriously, you know. Well, English, at least. Yeah. I mean... do you really have to memorize the entirety of Julius Caesar? Sheesh...
[Exeunt: DBZ_Doomrider
Aaaaaanyway....
Yeah. Ozzy Ozbourne? I wanna look like him. But it'll never happen. ;_;...
Well, perhaps I could pierce every avaible spot on my head... Including nifty metal plates above and below my eyes. And then shave my head completely bald, and tattoo my skalp... blue. Or some form of... thing... Alas, I must flee.
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An utter disgrace
2002-05-31 13:42:40
Shame on I. It's been far too long since I've stuck anything in here. But now that I have felt the dying urge to return, it is again time to ramble.
And what of Stalin? Our economy has dissapeared. The entirety of our space vessels have dissapeared. Half the country is completely gone. It obviously must be Castor Troy's fault. Here fall Zellery.
Curious George Goes To Hell.
Moving right along, what of this movie, Attack of the Clones? Absolutely superb, in my opinion. No one ever agrees with me about the lightsabers. They are, in essence, the best part of Star Wars. Yes. Not Natalie Portman (Though she is quite a nice edition), not the effects on Yoda (Though those were supremely unbelievable), but the lightsabers. What would Star Wars be if the Jedi used blasters? Complete and utter mockary (mockery?), I tell you.
Can I spoil the movie for you? Okay.
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By the way, if you are offended by large wastes of space, you have permission to kill me. But I have to go anyway. So until next time, bai de bai! *Implodes* -
*coughs*... Tuesday May 7, 2002, 3:59 PM
2002-05-07 17:06:48
I was just thinking, maybe I shouldn't title my entries the same thing as it says on the side. Or not. HA, mods, that's what you get. There aren't any rules about journal entries, are there? I mean... you don't have to write about anything imparticular, right...? *trembles*
SOMEONE! ANYONE!...Except Castor Troy..! SAAAVE MEEE! Please. In deperate need of help. *nod nod* And I don't know why. These things are basicly making less sense by the second.
Know what I learned in the afternoon today? Today I learned that rubbing a bit of plastic on a piece of wool will atract and repel the tiny ball of styrofoam covered in graphite. And I also learned about the Young Offenders Act, which is probably a good thing. After that, I was taught of Alzhiemers (sp?), and old peoples. Very, very, scary. I don't think that any of this is really needed. English, however, with the fine works of Shakespeare (more specifically Julius Caesar), is quite the entertaining class. I could listen to those tapes for HOURS.
But I have to go now ;_;... Bai dee bai, peeps. - AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! 2002-05-07 13:42:34 Scariness.
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Thursday May 7, 2002, 12:22 PM
2002-05-07 13:41:37
Wow, I seem to be posting at the same time every day... 'Cept today I'm in the library. Not the computer lab. I have just been handed a piece of a Cookies 'N Cream Hershey bar by Ciato. That utter madness of it all. *munches*, Hope that wasn't on the floor or whatnot. *shrugs* Oy vei zmir, here comes Glinter. PLEASE LEAVE. Damn, he's putting his stuff beside me. "GLIIIINTER!!" Actually, that's not his name. That's his last name. His first name is Ariel. He lives at 125 Forest Park Dr., Winnipeg, Manitoba. I'mma weed out all you stalkers that happen to be hiding here *cough* Castor Troy *cough*.
Forgive the coughing, I actually do have somewhat of a cold. I'm not in that much pain, and I'm not yellow, so I don't think it's mono. However, it could be something less serious, which would be bad too. Like pnumonia, or AIDS, or cancer, you know. Etcetera and such. Actually, that's not funny. How cruel... I withdraw that. MAY FOOLS DAY.
I am being stared at by DBZ_Doomrider and Ciato. They appear to be reading this as I type. Loving the fact that Glinter will be hunted down... and floofed. Like the budgies. "Perhaps you should reconsider whether Dodoria exists or not" - Hence, the twisted mind of Klank. The computer next to me does not work. So now several people are attempting to make it be unbroken. They're not going to fix it for about 9248 months, assured, "5", once again, compliments of Klank. "e444444sharon freed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1" - Klank. I shouldn't really be letting him type in here. YOU HAVE JOURNAL TOO. Use. *thumbs up*
Sqweh. In the words of several... umm... well. The three of us. FRESHLY LAUNDERED SCENTS. Like cheese, ham, and peanut butter. Nothing like a fresh cheese towel. Klank enjoys screaming. And the grand hubbub. I actually don't know what that means, but it could be from the grade seven French class. Out goes my disk drive. They put a staple in. I don't think it works any more.
Know what I learned today? How the Jews used to torture crackers back in whenever. They took the crackers, mutilated them, and drew blood. Isn't that absolutely terrible? I'm going to start a Free Rights For Crackers organization. There goes my moniter again. I typed that in the dark. *thumbs up*
Know what else? Know the Crocodile Hunter guy? Steve Whatshisface? Well... he enjoys skidding into large Australian birds on his spare time. Klank can inform you of what kind of animal it is. They're his favourite. Maybe he'll do a slide show on them or something. Tasty.
OFF WITH MY HEAD.
Anyhow, my glasses have been taken off. And I can see... nothing. Olé. They are back now, and I can see. I CAN SEEEEE!! Thank you.
My paragraphs are.
Getting.
Shorter.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
"Eh, acsoozee me!!" - Ella Davis, compliments once again of Ciato. She scared me, a lot. She was about the size of a small whale, and screamed/blinked at everyone in a ten mile radius. Very frightening.
You know something? I should really end this now. Frightens people. *nod nod nod*. And according to my watch, I should really be heading to the class with the Prince of Blair. Alrighty. So I bid none of you adieu. Unless you read this. In that case, bai de bai. *flees*
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