Birthday • 1993-01-05 Gender •
Female Location • Raccoon City Member Since • 2005-07-04 Real Name • "Our names are given to us by God. However, because I have turned against God, I no longer have a name" ~ Scar
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Achievements • Uh...I'm a gangster! Anime Fan Since • I dunno... Favorite Anime • Inu Yasha, Full-Metal Alchemist, Yu-Gi-Oh, DNAngel and Naruto Goals • To get enough minions so that I can one day enslave the human race! Hobbies • I like Poetry, Long walks on the beach and poking dead things with a stick! Talents • I don't know if it counts, but I can have conversations with myself when I'm asleep!
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Do you guys know what I was called today? A compulsive complainer! And do you know what I just relized? They're right...I do complain a lot. So I was sitting there, colmplaining...and they were like "shut up" and you know what I did? I shut up. And that suprised them...and me. Holy crap.
OMG Guys! Do you know what I just relized? It's Friday! Now I can finally have some free-time. Woot! Unless...I have to clean. Which I usually do. And that sucks.
OMG...Again...yesterday I was on LordSesshomaru's site and I saw this really funny thing and I did it. You can generate your own title for a Lifetime Movie! And I liked it! I came out with "God, Don't Leave Me Emaciated: Brooke's Battle" and I also got "My Mother Seduced Me: The Untold Story of Brooke" I loved it! Here's the link!
I have nothing more to say today. Maybe later though.
Shut up, Kid! I'm not your grandma!
GAH! I'm so flippin' mad! For the past few days at school, my friend A.J. has been callin' me "grandma" I didn't mind too much before but the thing is...it's caught on. So basically, I'm walking down the hall and then..."HI, GRANDMA!" GAH! FREAKIN! FREAKIN! GAH! GAH! GAH! GAH! HECK NO! GAH! Okay...I'm done now. Anyway, my name is grandma now, my friend Heather is "Mama", My friend Alex is "Grandpa." And it sucks...it really does.
And then Christina (Visit her!) got off the bus and then we relized that the bus driver had forgotten to drop someone and they lived waaaaaaaaaaaay back there. So when Christina got off, we turned around and went all of the way back. The bus driver, deciding to be clever, then pulled into a driveway that lead straight INTO THE WOODS! And then she couldn't get out! So we literaly spent about an hour in the woods! We did the Blair Witch Project thing, where we're all scared and stuff. "Oh snap...I'm so scared!" and then I was like "Hey, guys...I know how the dinosaurs died now! They got stuck on the school bus in the woods where there wasn't a road, but they still ended up there anyway because the bus driver thinks that the bus is an all terain vehical!" The last part I screamed. But I didn't get in trouble...the bus driver loves me!
I was at school today and I was all sad and stuff because my buddy Holly wasn't there! But Andrew, the guy that broke his arm, is back now and I ran up to him and I hugged him and he was like "What?" And then we had this thing in the gym with lawyers and I was mad because I didn't see Judge Joe Brown! And this one guy, a lawyer guy, told these really sad stories and I was like "That's horrible!" Then I went to math and I was like "GAH!" Because somebody was eating a candybar and they wiped it on my pants! What the crap?!
Yay! I'm back at muh Daddy's House! Woot! Anyway, guys...I had a really weird dream last night that had nothing to do with...anything. It involves Resident Evil, Pokemon, a little bit of "Phil of the Future" and maybe a little bit of Harry Potter. It was weird...but I liked it.
And the reason I was able to update yesterday was because I was at my Aunt Cindys house and she's got a computer...and a phone... and digital cable and I'm like "Woo-hoo!" because now when I go to my momma's I wont have to like in the stona age because my Aunt Cindy has all the normal stuff at her house! YAY!
I'm not even at my computer right now! That sucks! I'm at my Aunt Cindy's house and I can actually get to my computer right now! And there is a cat crawling up my leg! Gah! I ¢¾ my pants! Enen though the smell weird because my little ebrother threw rubbing alcohol on them and I was like "RAWR!" and then I chased him and mom was like "SIT DOWN!" and I was like "OH SNAP!" and I sat down because I don't like my momma when she's mad at me! Hehe...that's like the hulk..."You won't like me when I'm angry!" and then he trasforms and I'm like "AHHH!" although I have never actually sat through that whole movie because I always end up falling asleep and I'm like "GRRR!" Man I hate dirty laundry! It all like sitting over there...with it's big ol' eyes being dirty and I'm like "Don't look at me like that!" and It just keeps starin' at me! What the crap!
Quote of the Momment: "Boy, you better not be flashing people!"
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OMG Guys! My day [SUCKED]! First, I found out that my good friend, Andrew, broke his arm in foot ball practice and I was like "who did it?!" because Andrew is like my best buddy eva! And then Sloane didn't show up in band class and I was like "gah!" because apparently, we suck without her.
And then in math class I was like "grrr..." because math makes my brain hurt and I don't like it! Then Social Studies was like "Blah...blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"
Then at lunch I was like talking and somebody reached over and wiped a piece of corn on my arm. I freaked out really bad and my mistake was that I had my cup of water in my hand while I was thrashing around and the water went all over me and I was like "COLD! COLD! COLD" because it was like...cold.
But language arts was good I guess because I got to go to the library to check out a couple of books. And I got two of the "A Series Of Unfortunate Events" books and I already got half-way through the 11th one. And Holly was picky and she was having problems picking a book, so I started naming off random titles "Green Eggs and Ham! A Tree grows in Brooklyn! See spot run! Bunnicula!" and she wasn't listening! And I was like "Screw it! You're getting Bunnicula!" And she has no Idea what Bunnicula is! What the crap, Holly?! But, she got Bunnicula anyway!
I was totally watching "Gremlins" a couple of minutes ago on Sci-Fi! I think that's why I'm afraid of Furbys. Not that I'm afraid of Furbys but...yeah.
Most of you know what happened on this day, 5 years ago. If you live in America then I guarentee that you know. 5 years ago, 4 planes were hijacked and two of which, were crashed into the World Trade Center's towers. Iwas at school when the happened, in the third grade I believe, and they didn't tell us about it untill we got home that day. Maybe they did tell the class while I was out of the room or something, but if I wasn't out of the room then they didn't tell us. I would look up the planes crashing into the towers and see if I could find a video of it, but changed my mind, realizing that a few of you may still be sensitive about the whole event. I was lucky enough to not have any relatives on any of the planes or in the towers, or the pentagon (where a third plane was crashed). Each of the four planes had 5 hijackers with the exception of flight United 93, which only had 4. They believe that flight United 93 was supposed to hit the white house but the 37 (I believe) passengers on that plane decided that they were going to fight back and that they weren't going to let this happen. They managed to get the plane back from the hijackers but still crashed in a desolate field a good distance away from the white house. We read about the struggles on flight 93 in class today and I swear, it tore me up so bad inside that I was trying not to cry. The stories were so sad and stuff! There were all these people that called home to tell their families that they loved them before the planes went down. It was horrible. So I decided to make a poem for the ones who died on flight 93 and all the other people that died on September 11th, period. So...uh...here it is.
On that dark day,
One darker than all the others,
Something happened,
that changed America forever.
The first plane flew
The first plane hit
Boom
One tower fell
The Second plane flew
The second plane hit
Boom
The second tower fell
The towers collapsed
we stared in shock,
in horror,
Our spirits crummbled.
"I love you, honey."
"I love you, too."
Last words spoken,
Good-byes said too soon.
This was the end,
no...wait it wasn't
they weren't going down,
Unless they were going down swinging.
The flight 93 heros
had to take control
they did their best,
and their best was gold.
Is everyone ready?
Good.
Here we go.
Let's Roll.
They moved quickly,
Their plan now in action.
They took back the plane,
no way this was going to happen.
Although 93 crashed,
they won't be forgotten,
Nobody will,
Forever in our dreams,
In our prayers,
And in our hearts.
Well, guys...I just got back for visiting Alphonse13's site and now, I am in a ranting mood! Boy aren't you guys lucky, today.
At school, many of the people that I do and do not know are picked on everyday for the things that they like. They are picked on each and everyday, by the same people. The people that think that they are so much better than everybody else. So they look better, or have more money, or are more athletic? How does that make then better? No matter how good they look or how much money they have, they are still ass-holes! Pardon my language just then, I don't think that I've ever cursed in a post. Anyway though, they are the people that go around, basically strutting, acting so high and mighty. Everyday I get called weird...I don't mind that...but when other people are insulted, that really ticks me off. A kid at my school, in my grade, is picked on constantly because he has a slight weight problem...big deal? He's a nice guy...I don't care how big he is. Another guy named Johnny, he has a couple of classes with the special education students, he gets picked on all the time. He's also really nice once you get to know him. And there are many things that people may never know because they have grown up and taught to judge people on their looks. And I'm just lucky that I have good friends that will actually take the time to get to know people before they actually judge them. If I didn't have friends like that, then chances are, I wouldn't have friends at all. So thank you all who are my friends. I greatly appreciate you, and chances are that I always will. Much love to all of my buddies out there!
Quote of the momment: "Get away from my cheese, fool!"
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I just woke up and I'm feeling better. But I don't like my daddy right now. Because I got to clean the house! I always got to clean the house! My dad is a freakin' neat freak and all I want to do is relax! It's a freaking Saturday! What psychopath actually cleans on a Saturday by choice?! Not me! They got to force me to do it! I think my room is plenty clean! I can see the floor, therefor it is clean! I don't want to spend my short vacation of a weekend cleaning! That's how I spent my summer. I woke up, I cleaned, I cleaned some more, I ate lunch, then I cleaned some more! I really don't like my dad lately. I think I'm going to try and spend the night with my mom tonight. And no, it's not just the cleaning that bugs me, it's everything about this crappy house.
Last night, I decided to look through all of my old yearbooks. It really brought back some memories. And I just relized something...I'm probably going to go through my life, and always be remembered for being weird. I don't like that thought. But I like being weird.
