Monday, 6 September 2010

WHAT A CUTIE.



yeah, he's brown. he's a clam. get used to it.

still have no idea why they made him a person but i must admit, I LOVE THIS.

my, how 4 years haven't changed! HAHAHAHAHHA

&&&&&&&: INTERRUPTION
**********: homework time :-\
&&&&&&&: you can interrupt me if you want. it would be lovely.
**********: ohhh _______

Auto response from &&&&&&&&&: aa;wlefijsodkjflekjsoelxk
&&&&&&&: ohhhh a-bom-ination
**********: hahaha
**********: that was a good one
**********: how awkward is _______'s life right now?
&&&&&&&: on a scale of 1- swoop running around campus today, it's approaching infinity
**********: hahaha
**********: hanging out with the sand-sand man
**********: (friends reference)
&&&&&&&: hahahahah
&&&&&&&: it'd be funny if we walked into their room with a boombox blasting 'sandstorm'
&&&&&&&: only, he wouldn't get it
**********: hahaha
&&&&&&&: and holding a carton of milk
**********: dude shit yeah
**********: i can bring my special k
&&&&&&&: yessss
&&&&&&&: and ill bring my symbols!
&&&&&&&: i . need to be educated. about the cymbols.
**********: i'll bring my triangle
**********: oh wait, that's the wrong instrument
&&&&&&&: SWEET, i know how to play that one
&&&&&&&: and maybe he can play us a little tunesky on his oboe
&&&&&&&: oh wait, your mom
**********: haha i bet his mom doesn't have rhythm either
**********: i wonder how she takes her oatmeal. . .
&&&&&&&: a;lkdjfhjsklpoeirufhvcxz
&&&&&&&: i bet she takes it like a CHAMP
**********: that's what he said
&&&&&&&: hahahaha
&&&&&&&: i meannn, she gave birth to a boy who eats breakfast for dinner and is sporting a unibrow
&&&&&&&: if that doesn't say champpp i dont know what does
**********: AND she named him sander
**********: clearly he is destined for a career in carpentry
&&&&&&&: plus, HAVE YA SEEN THOSE ARMS???
**********: weakkkk
&&&&&&&: i meannn, his name is an occupATION for cryin out loud
&&&&&&&: this shit is weeeeeak
**********: haha
**********: it's not even a good occupation
**********: she should've named him "lawyer"
&&&&&&&: hahahah
**********: or "doctor"
&&&&&&&: its like one of the shittiest ones out there
**********: i don't even know if there are even people whose job it is to specifically sand things
**********: or is that like, a guy who carries sand and sprinkles it on shit?
&&&&&&&: i mean, there are only so many pieces of furniture out there
&&&&&&&: aslkdfjslkjeslkd
**********: maybe he could go work on the rain forest
**********: i hear it's pretty rough out there
&&&&&&&: sander= person with a shitty job, sandMAN= some creep people made up as a cover for the effects of nyquil
&&&&&&&: i dont want to be dusted with sand at night
**********: especially not by him
&&&&&&&: seriously....that would make it atLEAST ten times harder to sleep
**********: "it's the SANDman"
&&&&&&&: whoever thought up the sandman was slightly retarted
&&&&&&&: hahahahhaah
**********: i think the sandman is slightly retarded
&&&&&&&: can you imagine waking up to that?
&&&&&&&: this is true
**********: oh my god, i'm going to have nightmares
&&&&&&&: i think the sandman should be locked up
&&&&&&&: he's essentially a rapist, with sand
&&&&&&&: im not a fan.
**********: i hope he isn't raping people with the sand
**********: i mean, if glitter is the herpes of craft supplies. . .
&&&&&&&: i wonder if the sand is actually a roofie
&&&&&&&: HAHAH
**********: lots of tiny rufies?
&&&&&&&: so does that make
&&&&&&&: ________'s room
&&&&&&&: crime alert # 8?
&&&&&&&: aslkdjfskld
**********: hahaha
**********: should we do something?
**********: i do hate sand though
&&&&&&&: hahahaha
&&&&&&&: if each grain of sand is a rufie
**********: that's a shit ton of rufies
&&&&&&&: he could potentially rufie the whole world
**********: hahaha
&&&&&&&: WHAT THE FUCK
**********: or at least a lot of dwarves
&&&&&&&: he needs to be stopped!
**********: what stops sand?
**********: maybe he's like an hour glass and we can just flip him over
&&&&&&&: NOTHING
&&&&&&&: this guy is SMART
&&&&&&&: hahahhah
&&&&&&&: "YOU, man who just broke into my room, let me hold you and flip you upside down."
**********: hahaha
**********: wow &&&&&&& i didn't know you wanted to hold him
**********: is the kinky sex bar involved in this maneuver?
&&&&&&&: laksdfsledk
&&&&&&&: gagging
&&&&&&&: i think we could help by protecting the rocks
&&&&&&&: since those make sand
**********: haha
&&&&&&&: so im thinking.....drain the ocean
&&&&&&&: lofty goals, but a-bomb and kville can handle it
**********: hahaha
**********: that's how we roll, son
&&&&&&&: WE NEED TO STOP EROSION
**********: stopping sand rapists one rock at a time?
&&&&&&&: should that be our motto?
&&&&&&&: should we make flyers?
**********: haha maybe it should be "NO SANDSTORM ALLOWED"
**********: can you imagine the sandstorm?
&&&&&&&: it might be dangerous, what if the sand man finds us on the way to the copier?
**********: that's like, sand rapist fest
&&&&&&&: HAHAH
&&&&&&&: i can't believe
&&&&&&&: we've just had like a half hour conversation on sander cymbols
**********: hahaha
&&&&&&&: hahhahah
&&&&&&&: sander mannn
**********: what a creeep
&&&&&&&: who? sander? I KNOW!
**********: hahaha
**********: sander mann
**********: i'm dying
&&&&&&&: maybe we should leave a trail of quaker oats
&&&&&&&: off the planet
**********: shit yeah
**********: float him out into outer space
**********: where he can sand-rape the sun
**********: and turn into glass
&&&&&&&: or like
&&&&&&&: hahahah
&&&&&&&: set up 7 games of guitar hero in rebecca's room
&&&&&&&: and intimidate him the fuck out of there
**********: maybe we should go see if we can kick his ass in guitar hero
**********: and turn him back into rocks
**********: i mean, he's as dumb as rocks already
&&&&&&&: hahahah
&&&&&&&: or write on their board: PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO RHYTHM and WHOSE NAME STARTS WITH 'S' AND RHYMES WITH 'DANDER' are not prohibited
**********: why don't we just say "WELCOME RAPISTS OF ALL KINDS"
&&&&&&&: alskdjfksd

so fresh and so CLEAN.

AIM IM with A\**^*^%
11:08 PM
did k____ come back yet?
yes she did
oh damn i forgot
hold on
i'll work some magic
lol
nice
good job
slick
thanksss, i'm classy
i'm going to change my pic soon
i've just grown attached to the other
lol
i've had it up what ... 13 hours
?
that's practially forever
11:10 PM
it's done
hahaha
oh _____
you have to look at thepic
i have talked to k___
she thinks you're mad
lol
nice
and you and c___ are miffed
haha ok
look at the left corner
where his hand is
FREAKISHLY SMALL HANDS
ITS BECAUSE I WAS HOLDING THE LAPTOP FUNNY
!!!
BWHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!
HAHAHA
that looks so creepy
his head is huge
maybe it's not just me
lol
maybe your computer is prejudiced again small hands people
lol
that might be it

that was my ex bf
look at what i'm missing ...
hahahahah
!!
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11:15 PM
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Angsty! Double O-7 Style

Maybe I wont be your everything
But we can’t know that now
I need to say, you mean the world to me
And, please, let me show you how
You constantly keep me guessing
But, at times, can be read like a book
And with your sometimes crooked smile
I think, my heart, you took
Your ideas of fun entertain me
And make me laugh nonstop
Though was sad when you got in trouble
Or bad when it involved the cops
I don’t think you realize
How much fun I had
When we would just sit on the couch
And joke about the lives we had
The chaotic lives we led
So different on the outside
And through it all, I can’t deny
We really kind of tried
Yes, we had our issues
That we didn’t seem to voice
We could have been more honest
But chose the other choice
Though I could have been more trusting
I think we’re both at blame
I often hid my real opinion
While you just went on, the same
I knew what you were saying
While you gave me “the shrug” and face
You were avoiding the subject
Until it was lost in space
I wouldn’t push your patience
And didn’t want you to be mad
But I wish I sometimes I’d pushed you
What an odd relationship we had!
We weren’t all “lovey-dovey”
Or did PDA all over the place
We held hands and we were happy
With a light kiss and a smiling face

untitled.

Rise up my love
And embrace me and my discord
My chaos of life and words
In a tumble of lights and sounds
And clasp them in tight

Flowed right for at least a year

Desolate I am without a love to guide me
Until we meet I cannot stop to breathe
Never has it been like this, this waning
Clam thoughts do not grace my brow
And I fear that I might not be enough
Never to make you think this is everlasting love or
Share this single life with you
Please hear my call and listen my dear stranger
Or at least indulge me in my fancies when we meet
Ever more may I be lost but, I hope, one day, you find
Me

reasons to be alive

Mickey Avalon's "Jane Fonda"

I had a baby named Jane
she could shake that thing
said her daddy used to hang with Johnny Coltrane
she sang the soul train with a friend named Jen
her booty was bigger than a Mercedes Benz
Jen was a hurty burty dirty little girlie
I heard it from a birdie she could cook a mean turkey
with gravy
Baby Baby Baby...
Baby was Jen's best friend
and maybe if you were lucky
licky licky sucky sucky
Mickey Mickey, fuck me fuck me
more junk in her trunk than a Honda
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

I had a princess, queen of incest
she was inbred but Jean had big breasts
and big eyes and a big ass to match
Jean wasn't fast, she was easy to catch
then came Molly
a hood from Hollywood High
so fly she was transatlantic
she was a manic depressive
[manic depressive]
which was impressive
very impressive
I had to test it
tasted like chicken and was lemon scented
she took me home to her mama
I taught 'em both how to Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

I had a doll named Dana from Santa Ana
she was a waitress at the Copa Cabanna
she was slammin' and her ass was jammin'
like Janet Jackson in the Rhythm Nation
her brother jason had a girl named Grace
and you could see her ass from outer space
so I landed on her planet
and I planted a Mickey Av flag in it, dammit!

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
lemme see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda

One, two, three, four
get your booty on the dance floor
work it out, shake it little momma
let me see you do the Jane Fonda
five, six, seven, now
if you don't know, let me show you how
to work it out, work it little momma
I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda