Heath Ledger: You like them with a drop dead
gorgeous smile, cute accent and from the Land
Down Under.



Which guy are you destined to have sex with?
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Don't i wish!

Funny Asian Man



What's Your Personality Type?
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HUZZZAH!!!! I AM A FUNNY ASIAN MAN! or am i? *checks down pants* i'm NOT! the quiz LIES!!

your bitch.



What swear word are you?
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I just love these quizzes! sometimes they can be so true!

-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.



What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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IF I'M SUCH A FUCKING "PERFECT" GIRLFRIEND, WHY CAN'T I FIND A GUY??!!!!

narcissistic



Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?
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that's me, in a nutshell. it took an online test to point that out. that's sad.

i just washed my hair and now my head's cold.



i've been playing the newish harry potter comoputer game 'the chamber of secrets' all day. well actually, for the past two days, but it's allgood. my mom got both of them for me 'the chamber of secrets' and 'the sorcerer's stone', for christmas and this is the first time i've played with them. i tried the first one, but i sucked at it. actually, there was one particular level i couldn't get past. i then gave up and installed the second one. i'm such a quitter. oh well. i'm rockin the second one. my comp's slow though, so it takes forever and a half to actually LOAD the game, five minutes to play the game, then another forever to load again. it's terrible, but what are you gonna do?



my cousin just got a blog. it's quite interesting too. partially because he's my cousin, making him an interesting kid. here's his site. Random Stuff



ta ta for now. oh how i wish i was a brit.

Which Evil Criminal are You?

"Welcome to my world. It's population one, and you can't come." -John Mayer



it's a qoute-worthy day!

"Let's grow old together. That might be fun." -John Mayer

I had no clue what to write about, so i'll just write about my old school compared to my current school. that's old though. no one wants to read about drama queens here and how their asses would have been kicked in public schools. that gets really boring. i could write about my mom, but that'll take too long. she is a collidiscope. i could also write about something that really gets me going, something i'm very passionate about, like the Holocaust. not many can endure the gruesome details. writing about the yankees versus the red sox. that's too easy though. the yankees kick the red sox' ass twenty-four seven. i think i shoud write about something on my mind. something that's been bothering me. Dumb jocks would do.



OMG! i took one of those test things online entitled "how much of a republican are you" or something like that. i tool it and it told me that i'm 86-100% republican!!! AAHHH! i'm a democrat, or at least that's what i thought. i know i shouldn't trust the results of the online test; they're not scientific or proven. but it greatly upsets me to know that i answered whole-heartedly and truthfully and it told me i was a republican. if a shabby girl comes up and asks me for two bucks to get a slice of pizza, i'm gonna tell her to get a job. it doesn't make me a republican! it's just commomn sense! you want money, you get a job! i hate the welfare system. that doesn't make me a republican though! my mom says i am because all i think about is money. America is a capitalist society! they train you to get a good education so you can get into a good college so you can get a good job. why do they want you to get a good job? so you can make money! it's a value that's been instilled in kids since the second grade! it's the foundation of the capitalist society. they want you to make more money so they can make more money off you your money. one two three people. just because i understand the system doesn't make me a republican. that really urks me.

i'm sorry i'm not writing as much. my life really sucks right now. i feel like i'm losing my grip on reality. i feel like i'm losing all of my friends; the worst part is i apparently don't know who my "real friends" are. i don't even know if i have any 'real friends'.



my grades are going down the drain and i want to prevent that, but i'm losing the will to do that.



it's like the levi's commercial. i'm standing in the middle of the road and everything is rushing by me. except instead of the stream rushing towards me, it's going by. it's leaving me behind by myself. it doesn't care if i disintegrate into nothing. i want to say something. then i work up the courage. then it escapes from my mouth before the words do. that or my mouth fire with intensity and the flowing rush of people speed up, trying to get away from me.



i swear i want to go back to my old school so bad. this would never be the case in public school. i would be mega-popular like i was in freshman year there. if i ever felt that i wasn't fitting in or being totally ignored or excluded, i would simply go to another group of friends and hang with them. it was no big deal. but then you go to fucking boarding school where there's only 360 people and you don't have that liberty anymore. everyone there's a fucking drama queen. you never see drama queens in public school. they get beat up and spit on; they drop the act and drop it quick. no one likes a drama queen. and since i'm not one, i get excluded. yeah like i want to complain about every single fucking thing in the god damn world. i complain about bush and his fleet of republicans and when the Yankees are losing during baseball season. i don't make a big show of myself; i never needed to. people killed to be my friend in public school. granted out of all the friends i had, few were actual "real friends", they were still friends. there was still someone there. who do i go to when i'm having a personal crisis? certainly not the drama queens. then they'll start talking about themselves and how they had a similar conflict. DID I FUCKING ASK FOR THEIR ADVICE???? i'm not a fucking idiot!! i ask them to listen, they think i'm vulnerable and bust out of their drama queen act.



sometimes i wish they went to public school. just a few days even. they'd either get their asses kicked for trying to act smart or they'd be so excluded from the masses that they would self-implode from attention deprivation. that would be wonderful.



well, with that said. excuse me while i kill myself.

i'm so excited about American Idol! it's so good, but i definitly think they had more talent last year. i would watch it tonight but i have to work. on a wednsday when i specifically stated that i couldn't work weeknights due to school work. i have the smartest manager ever!



so i'm leaving for Canada on friday right? i also have to do laundry, a five page paper that i haven't started and pack. also other homework. so working tonight's gonna be great. i'm definitly bringing some homework to do. wednsday are quite possibly the slowest day of the week. no one goes shopping on wednsday.



i was so excited about going to canada, but now i want my money back. i don't want to go. it'll be way too cold and i want to sleep for the tiny "long weekend" my school gives me. monday and tuesday off doesn't count as anything. i hope i become deathly ill tomorrow. but not before i get my money back. unfortunatly, it'll never happen. darn.

John Mayer's concert's DVD, Any Given Thursday, is coming out February 11!!! It's called !!!



check for more info at John Mayer.com!



i'm sooo excited!! i love John Mayer!!! yippiiieee!!

Blue



i remember the song playing on the radio. some European techno.



we drove up the long driveway to the home of hundreds. it was a nice place. a quiet, contemporary mansion, complete with two black labs and a wind-around porch.



there were girls sitting on the second floor balcony, and more scattered throughout the fields the balcony overlooked.



my cousin turned the techno song down and was reminiscing about the time he took his little sister away to boarding school.



i didn't want to listen to him though.



i felt the tears swell like balloons in my eyes as i turned up the volume of Blue Da Ba Dee.

i wrote "Blue" too. i'm on a roll today!

By the way, both "Violin" and "Trapped" were written and copywritten by yours truly. so please don't steal them!

Trapped





Help

I am trapped.

Help. I can not move.



Sorrow.

Anger.

Confusion.

Compounded into one.



Gun.

Drugs.

Hate.

Help. I can not move.



Padded walls.

Iron bars.

Wooden box.

Help. I can not move.



Please.

Help me. I am trapped.

I can not move.

Violin



i wish i knew how to p l a y the v i o l i n .



any i n s t r u m e n t really. but i really like the v i o l i n .



it is very e l e g a n t and p o w e r f u l.



a v i o l i n can be very i n t i m i d a t i n g.



i n t i m i d a t i n g with it's p o w e r ; it's r i ch and d i v e r s e music.



the v i o l i n cannot be thouroughly explored.



it can be p l a y e d by one of mediocre t a l e n t and musical i n t e l l i g e n c e ;



it can become a l i v e if a w a k e n e d by an e x p e r t hand.



the r e a l m of the s t r i n g s is a g a l a x y in itself.



one can n e v e r reach the other side ;



one can never co n q u e r all it's s t a r s and p l a n e t s , nor travel all its m i l e s.



the expert hand r e v i v i n g this musical f o r c e is just as i n t i m i d a t i n g as the v i o l i n itself.



it is a m a s t e r who wakes the l i o n s and evokes unamountable p a s s i o n and e m o t i o n within the b e a s t s that minimal contact with the r o a r i n g creatures, their w r a t h s u r g e s out like an o m i n o u s l y erupting v o l c a n o .



i wished i p l a y e d the v i o l i n.



for i would be the m a s t e r.

i was so upset yesterday! i thought i raped the great trials fact and fiction quiz. i thouhgt i would at least get oh, a hundred. i got an 82! a flippin 82! what type of bull crap is that! i was so mad! And i have to write a 4-6 page paper for that class. i used to be able to do that, no problem. but then my A.P. U.S. History teacher drilled us into getting everything into ywp pages. maybe two and a half, but not much more. he taught us to get to the point;get our ideas out quick, but coherently. at first, it was hard, but now it comes naturally. now i have to go back to my old drawn out writig style. that will be a diffucult transaction. the topic isn't even 4 pages worth. i could write a one page paper with that topic. oh well.i'll live i guess.



my best friend, we'll call her liz for safety's sake, called me yesterday and was like " i think i broke my arm." so i went over and there's a nice buldge in her arm where the bone's about to come out. yeah, i think she broke it. so on the way to the hospital i asked her how she broke it. she was banging on a door for like fifteen minutes. she says that soeone was banging on her boyfriends door, supposedly the girl she thinks is trying to get with her man, and she decided to bang back. i almost hit her when she told me. i could have broken my arm a better way than that.



keep those pancakes flippin.

i've got this new- found obsessioni with tea, Ruby Tuesday, and these cutsie online quizzes. they're quite fun actually! check this one out!





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