pamela martha focker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ugh, dad didnt wake up, and thus didnt wake me up making me and my carpool late to school :-(
sorry Raymond
I dont fucking care what he says now, I am not turning my alarm off just because he finds it annoying...
garhg, retarded dad
:-( sorry raymond
2005-02-23
2005-02-20
2005-02-19
2005-02-16
2005-02-15
Of Life and Wishes
life sucks
life has sucked
life will suck
just not where you want it to
i am what i wish i was not
i wish i was not what i am
i wish for that which i can never be
i am that which i shall never dream of
-q2
written by accident... heh, I was talking to daniel on AIM (rarity as i usually block him), and by accident what I said came out like this... so I threw my lines together and heres what I got.
obviously I wasn't in a good mood... I would discuss why, but if I did, the person that caused it would read this and I dont want them to know this.
life has sucked
life will suck
just not where you want it to
i am what i wish i was not
i wish i was not what i am
i wish for that which i can never be
i am that which i shall never dream of
-q2
written by accident... heh, I was talking to daniel on AIM (rarity as i usually block him), and by accident what I said came out like this... so I threw my lines together and heres what I got.
obviously I wasn't in a good mood... I would discuss why, but if I did, the person that caused it would read this and I dont want them to know this.
2005-02-14
Hungry Hungry.... birds?
2005-02-11
2005-02-10
Valentines For Veterans
Thank you for doing your duty,
To serve your nation,
Now you claim your booty,
Back home under care is now your station.
Whether you agreed or not,
With the war you fought,
You served us completely,
And now we love you sweetly.
Do well and be fine,
As a star you shall shine,
But make sure your mine,
My Valentine.
-q2
written for Valentines For Veterans... extra credit in english class :-)
wow, someone thought this poem was good, i am content
To serve your nation,
Now you claim your booty,
Back home under care is now your station.
Whether you agreed or not,
With the war you fought,
You served us completely,
And now we love you sweetly.
Do well and be fine,
As a star you shall shine,
But make sure your mine,
My Valentine.
-q2
written for Valentines For Veterans... extra credit in english class :-)
wow, someone thought this poem was good, i am content
Is It Cum?
2005-02-09
2005-02-08
Chemistry!
BUAHAHAHAHA! I did a chem problem the teacher failed at, as well as the resident genius student! BUAHAHAHAHA!!!!
The question was as follows
120 grams of steam at 211 degrees C heats your 19 gram pinky finger. The heat capacity of your pinky is 3.45 Joules/Gram Degree C. Assume all heat is conserved within ur finger and the remaining steam. What is the temperature of your pinky?
Slight modifications made from original question because the teacher did not forsee that the steam would not condense into liquid.
My answer was 174.99 degrees C with a 13.9365 Joule error.
Check if u can:-P
a scan of my work comming soon!
The question was as follows
120 grams of steam at 211 degrees C heats your 19 gram pinky finger. The heat capacity of your pinky is 3.45 Joules/Gram Degree C. Assume all heat is conserved within ur finger and the remaining steam. What is the temperature of your pinky?
Slight modifications made from original question because the teacher did not forsee that the steam would not condense into liquid.
My answer was 174.99 degrees C with a 13.9365 Joule error.
Check if u can:-P
a scan of my work comming soon!
2005-02-07
I, the Poop Colored... am white? oh, white TRASH
I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.
Beard Full Of Butterflies
if i die today,
will anyone pay,
but a little dismay,
for here i lay.
if i may,
ask you to play,
will you not walk away,
for here i stay.
now that no one cares,
in my flesh he can make tares,
for my life is but despairs,
so here i rest in nightmares.
too late for repairs,
over are the affairs,
my murderor declares.
so now we rest in nigtmares.
-q2
Is this love?
Thinking,
dreaming of you.
Every moment and spot,
consious or not,
you in all thought.
Can this be love?
The torment,
the pain.
Glad or not,
with you in thought,
comes down my spine a shivery knot.
Is this feeling true?
The yearning,
the agony.
Can this be bought,
taught,
or is my love for you merely saught.
- q2
both poems by me, written MANY years ago, but finally being published. Love and death, two related yet different topics... both poems will apear on a single page, if my entry is even printed. I am only submitting for extra credit in english class.
will anyone pay,
but a little dismay,
for here i lay.
if i may,
ask you to play,
will you not walk away,
for here i stay.
now that no one cares,
in my flesh he can make tares,
for my life is but despairs,
so here i rest in nightmares.
too late for repairs,
over are the affairs,
my murderor declares.
so now we rest in nigtmares.
-q2
Is this love?
Thinking,
dreaming of you.
Every moment and spot,
consious or not,
you in all thought.
Can this be love?
The torment,
the pain.
Glad or not,
with you in thought,
comes down my spine a shivery knot.
Is this feeling true?
The yearning,
the agony.
Can this be bought,
taught,
or is my love for you merely saught.
- q2
both poems by me, written MANY years ago, but finally being published. Love and death, two related yet different topics... both poems will apear on a single page, if my entry is even printed. I am only submitting for extra credit in english class.
WTF... I'm NOT Metrosexual
I need some advice. I need to STOP BUYING MY CLOTHS AT WAL-MART!!!! I will never land a decent woman unless I shave this nasty facial hair, and spend more then $5 on a haircut.
NOTE: it was a $10 hair cut :-P, but $5 clothes
How Old Am I?
You Are 20 Years Old |
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
I Belong When?
You Belong in 1976 |
1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in! 1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too. 1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all! 1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day. 1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good! |
Are YOU From LA?
I read this on some ones myspace, but thank you Bahar, here it is on the WWW
Blogthings - You Know You're From LA When...
Blogthings - You Know You're From LA When...
I AM EINSTEIN... even if i cant spell it
I am not annoying at all. In fact most people come to me for advice. Of course they annoy the hell out of me. But what can I do? I am smarter than most people.
YAY, I get smarterer!!!
I scored 29% idiot a month ago!
oh, and read my post about chem (newer than this, lmfao)
Am I Emo???
Hmm.. I should stop listening to Dashboard Confessional.... enough said... Now that I stopped looking at my shoes, I know how the real world looks.
Man, this test was sooo off for me and the chod... but i guess thats cuz we hide who we really are
also, wow... when I took this test a month ago I scored 35%... I've changed?
2005-02-06
Zirolli And The Garage Door Fetish
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