Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Mmmmmm, the people at my school disgust me. Ya, that’s right, they disgust me. Disgusting people. The way they cackle like hyenas when they laugh, throwing their heads back in amusement. Disgusting. All of them, but not here. No, not here. And yeas, there are a few exceptions at school. But the majority disgusts me. They should know, I wish there was a way of telling them without them knowing it was me. I’ve always wanted to do that. Leave people messages about how I procieve them and see if they change after reading it. But I wouldn’t want them to know I wrote them, because then they might only act differently towards me and not others. Or they would feel offended and would hate me. Most likely the latter.

Mr L Fox888
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Song of the Day

"Demolition Lovers" My Chemical Romance

Hand in mine
Into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you
We could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition, too
I'd end my days with you
In a hail of bullets

I'm trying
I'm trying to let you know just how much you mean to me
And after
All the things we put each other through

And I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two
Keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you
And we'll keep it running

But this time
I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls
On desert sky
Until the end of everything

I'm trying
I'm trying to let you know how much you mean
As days fade
And nights grow
And we grow cold

Until the end,
Until this pool of blood.
Until this.
I mean this.
I mean this.
Until the end of...

I'm trying.
I'm trying to let you know how much you mean.
As days fade
And nights grow,
And we go cold.

But this time,
We'll show them.
We'll show them all how much we mean
As snow falls
On desert sky,
Until the end of every...

All we are...
All we are is bullets.
I mean this.
All we are...
All we are is bullets.
I mean this.
All we are...
All we are is bullets.
I mean this.
All we are...
All we are is bullets.
I mean this.

As lead rains
Pass on through
Our phantoms,
Forever forever.

Like scarecrows
That fuel this flame,
We're burning,
Forever and ever.

Know how much I want to show you you're the only one.
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons
In
This
Gun.

And as we're falling down,
And in this pool of blood,
And as we're touching hands...
And as we're falling down,
And in this pool of blood...
And as we're falling down,
I'll see your eyes.
And in this pool of blood,
I'll meet your eyes.
I mean this.
Forever.
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Monday, April 24, 2006

While you were gone, I nominated Kerry president of the United States

Good, wise choice. Who voted?

Millions. Everyone, that is. They sent in thought-ballots. I can read miiinnndddsss

Mr L Fox888
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Eat this Bob!

Song of the Day
"Maybe Memories" The Used

As we trudge along through the mud,
And we tried to call it home
But we weren't alright, not at all
Not for one, for one, for one second

Never have been one to write it down.
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back.
I'm done denying the truth to anyone
Cause I'm alive

You showed me how
You seemed to find a hole
But I just laughed and smiled
Begged and rolled my eyes
Even cried and
Denied the truth to you
Just like the truth to me
Mostly lied

I'm not going to look back (x4)

White it out like glittering wax butterflies...

Never have been one to write it down.
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back.
I'm done denying the truth to anyone
Cause I'm alive

I'm not going to look back (x8)
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Thursday, April 20, 2006

Alright, alright now, let’s open up another rant here. Emo. Three letters. Now what do these three letters add up to mean? Well, technically, they don’t mean anything. Nope, they really don’t. There is no ‘definition’ for Emo. So, technically, it’s not even a word, more like a stem. Emo is really just short for emotion. Not only that, but it’s really a type of music, not person or style. But, I mean, some on, this is America, right? We can never understand that. I mean, according to recent studies, half of the people you go to school with right now won’t graduate high school. But, never the less, people’s ignorance can be quite annoying. Today I was once again called Emo. Not that it insults me, why should it? They call me Emo when I act sad. Which really doesn’t make sense, wouldn’t that be apathy? Because if I’m acting like I don’t care, then that’s apathy not emotional, which is what Emo really means. So, every time they call me Emo, They’re just telling me how retarded they are, so that makes me smile. People’s ignorance can annoy the hell out of me, but it can also make me smile.

I also found out that a boy has a crush on me. I’ve mentioned him before, his name is John Greene aka Billy Martin Egg’s Godfather. He’s nice and stuff, so I feel that if he told me and asked me out, I would most likely say ‘yes’. I didn’t tell his friend that, though. But the boy who told me told me who his crush was. But I didn’t tell him who mine is. Bwahaha I feel bad for the boy I like. I practically stalk him. He thinks I’m really weird though, but now I sit right behind him.

One day, Lash27 and I shall meet MCR! One day!

Mr L Fox888
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"Desert Song" My Chemical Romance

We hold in our hearts the sword and the faith
Swelled up from the rain clouds, move like a wraith
Well after all, we'll lie another day
And through it all
We'll find some other way
To carry on through cartilage and fluid
And did you come to stare or wash away the blood?

Well tonight, well tonight
Will it ever come?
Spend the rest of your days
Rocking out just for the dead
Well tonight
Will it ever come?
I can see you awake anytime in my head

Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?
Did we all fall down?

From the lights to the pavement
From the van to the floor
From backstage to the doctor
From the Earth to the morgue
Morgue, morgue, morgue

Well tonight
Will it ever come?
Spend the rest of your days
Rocking out just for the dead
Well tonight
Will it ever come?
I can see you awake anytime in my head

All fall down
Well after all...

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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Remember, the words 'sort of' are not bad to say. Most of the time they can be used as simple fillers when you don't know what to say. But, sometimes they can hold a lot of meaning, especially if they are said after the phrases "I love you," and "You're going to live,"

A man and his wife lay in bed together, asleep. At 3:30A.M. They were both awoken by the sound of knocking at the front door. Both ignored it and feel back asleep. Not 10 minutes later, they were both awoken by the so8nding of even louder knocking at the door.
“Honey, will you please go see who that is?” The wife asked.
The man let out a long sigh and stood up from the bed. He walked down stairs and opened the door to find a drunk lying on the porch.
“Hey,” He said, “Will you give me a push?”
“No I will not!” The husband shouted angrily before slamming the door shut and walking back upstairs. Once he got into the bedroom, he told his wife about the drunk.
“Well that wasn’t nice.” She said, “Remember when we were driving to pick up the kids and our car broke down. We had to ask that man to let us use his phone to call a tow truck. What if he hadn’t let us? You go back down there and help that man out.”
Wanting to get back to sleep as soon as possible, he walked back down the hallway and down the stairs to the front door. He opened it and peered out. He looked around the porch and couldn’t spot the drunk.
“Is anyone there?” He shouted. “I’ll give you that push!”
“Ya, over here!” The drunk man slurred.
“Where?” The man shouted back.
“On your swing set!”

Mr L Fox888
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Song of the Day
"The Last Sunrise" Aiden

You sink your teeth in
Bite the blood that drains the life inside of me
And fills your soul with love and hate
And all those things you need to breathe

My body dies
But still my soul remains eternally
in search of Caspian waves and shallow graves
Explain why me?

This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long
Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So, sing this song
I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side
Tonight we've got a chance

I watched the sky bleed grey with see-through shades
of violent bloody stains and felt the evil prime
and wicked start a course straight through my veins

I'm so alive, my skin so cold and fake
I close my eyes
I know that now's the time to take my chance with death and realize

Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the rain?
Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the pain?

This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long
Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So, sing this song
I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side
Tonight we've got a chance

This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long
Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So, sing this song
I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side
Tonight we've got a chance

So mute and beautiful to me
A promise kept on high
An angelic look at life through open eyes

Don't be scared, we'll make it work
We're right on time, don't make things worse
Now, I'm right there by your side

(Sunrise) I will avenge
(Sunset) I can't pretend
(Sunrise) I won't forget this vain
(Sunset) attempt and promise kept

Just one more night to make up
for the loss of love and time
Here comes the sun to rid this world
of see-through blood and swollen light

Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the rain?
Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the pain?

This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long
Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So, sing this song
I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side
Tonight we've got a chance

This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long
Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So, sing this song
I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side
Tonight we've got a chance

Sunrise
The last sunrise
The last sunrise
[The last sunrise…]
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Monday, April 17, 2006

Well, I was gonna put this in yesterday’s post, but decided not too. And to just wait to make a post today. Well, on Saturday, I and two of my friends went to Hot Topic once again. So before my friends showed up to pick me up, me and my mom were fighting cause she didn’t want me making friends with people who worked at a store. She also didn’t want me to bring the pictures I had drawn of the employees there. So, I left the pictures on the table next to the door to get her to shut up. Then when she walked away, I sneaked back in and grabbed the pictures. So we got to the mall and found on that Kerry had taken a later shift so we had to wait till about 5:30ish till he came in. But we were able to make friends with two other people. They were Lord Jack then there was Lord John Paul Jones. Then Lord Kerry showed up, it was funny cause when he walked in, Lord John Paul Jones (who is a guy) wolf-whistled Kerry. Then I gave Kerry some new drawings of him and he was really happy. He patted my arm.  Then when we about to leave, he gave us all these little bracelets as a gift. Then one of my friends had given me a chocolate rose and I had been carrying it around so I decided to give it to Kerry too. Fun, fun!

Mr L Fox888
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Song of the Day
"This is Halloween" By Danny Elfman

Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright
It's our town, everybody scream
In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under yours stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween, this is Halloween

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

Round that corner, man hiding in the trash cam
Something's waiting no to pounce, and how you'll...

Scream! This is Halloween
Red 'n' black, slimy green

Aren't you scared?

Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night

Everybody scream, everbody scream

In our town of Halloween!

I am the clown with the tear-away face
Here in a flash and gone without a trace

I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
Halloween! Halloween!

Tender lumplings everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare

That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Halloween

In this town

Don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back
And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin
This is Halloween, everyone scream
Wont' ya please make way for a very special guy

Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch
Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!

In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

La la-la la, Halloween! Halloween! [Repeat]
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Sunday, April 16, 2006

Happy Easter, ya'll.

And remember, there can only be ONE peep!



"Bless it be the name of Jesus!"

"It's a great name, isn't it?"

Song of the Day
"Shine A Light" By Wolf Parade

I keep my head up tight
I know my plans at night
And I don't sleep I don't sleep I don't sleep 'til it's light
Some folks float some are buried alive
There is an awful sound
This haunted town
It will not it will not it will not just be quiet
Some ghosts sink some will get called to the light

I spend boring hours in the office tower
In a bus on a bus back home to you and
That's fine I'm barely alive
It's just a matter of time
No one gets out alive
And I'm content, I'm content, I'm content to be quiet
Some will sink some will get called to the light

You know our hearts beat time out very slowly
You know our hearts beat time they're waiting for something that'll never arrive
You know our hearts beat time out very slowly
You know our hearts beat time they're waiting for something that'll never arrive

I keep my head up tight
I make my plans at night
And I don't sleep I don't sleep I don't sleep 'til it's light
Some folks float and some are buried alive
With our little boots, we built another world
Gonna chain, chain, chain, chain, chain, chain to the light
That's fine our blood is alive

You know our hearts beat time out very slowly
You know our hearts beat time they're waiting for something that'll never arrive
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Saturday, April 15, 2006

I am happy to announce that I have proudly flown a kite. Well, not as much flown as I did drag on the ground. For, you see, I was walking in the wrong direction thus causing my kite to, well, not fly. But! I did walk my kite! And I must say, there are some very rude people in my friends neighborhood. I recall hearing one of them call me a retarded emo freak, so what if I enjoy walking my kite? Do they even know how long its been looked up in that garage? I think not! So what if I skip down the road with a kite dragging on the ground? If thats what I want to do, so be it! I dont need approval from anyone!

P.S. How emo is it to skip happily down the street with a kite?

P.S.S. I don't know why I'm typing this, but I thought it was slightly funny. My email hasen't been working so I finally got it working today and when I got on it said "You have 189 new messages!"

Song of the Day
"Headfirst For Halos" By My Chemical Romance

Yeah.

Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all.
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling,
And now the red ones make me fly,
And the blue ones help me fall,
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling,
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall,
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust,
Just think happy thoughts and we'll fly home.
We'll fly home.
You and I,
We'll fly home.

C'mon.

Well now I'm back in the middle of the day that starts it all.
I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling,
And now the red ones make me fly,
And the blue ones help me fall,
And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling now.
We'll fly home.
You and I,
We'll fly home.

Now honestly, that's what I said to her.
What I said to her.

Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think happy thoughts.
Think ha... WOO!
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Thursday, April 13, 2006

Well, my dad got home today. He left Monday to go do work in Georgia. He was only supposed to be gone one day, but it took a little longer, I guess. My family was supposed to go with him, but my dad didn't want us to go. Then my mom was going to go, but my brother didn't want them both gone. So, my dad left. I also got a tablet thing, but it won't work, if I didn't mention earlier, my old tablet broke. Dunno what happened. Well, actually, it didn't break, cause it works on my brother’s computer, but it doesn't work on mine. Either does the new one my dad bought. It's an older one though. Oh well, back to coloring with the mouse. It's harder, but it's better then nothin. Well, usually I have more to say, but I'm on Spring Break, nothin's been happenin so, ya know, just been stayin up till 4 AM and waking up at 1 PM. I'm still hopin to go to the mall with at least Lynn Saturday. I've drawn a lot more pictures of Kerry and friends, but ya know, 'Easter Weekend'. Oh, don't get me wrong, Easter's great, I mean, all that candy, who wouldn't be happy? That’s what Easter's about right? The candy, ya. Haha, I know, there’s some God stuff in there too. But, hell, that’s what you get when you live with my family, don’t know notin bout religion. And to think, I'm southern. Poor excuse for a southerner, if you ask me. Hmmm....I wonder if Kerry's southern.....I'll ask him one day. Peace out ya'll.

Mr L Fox888
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Song of the Day
"Dani California" By Red Hot Chili Peppers

Getting born in the state of Mississippi
Papa was a copper and mama was a hippie
In Alabama she was swinging hammer
Price you gotta pay when you pick the panarama
She never knew that there was anything more than poor
What in the world? What does your confidant take me for?

Black bandana, sweet Louisiana
robbing on a bank in the state of Indiana
She's a runner, rebel and a stunner
Coming everyway saying baby whatcha gonna
Cooking down the barrel of a hop and a forty five

Just another way to survive

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess, I'm your priest

She's a lover baby and a fighter
Should of seen her coming when it got a little brighter
With a name like Dani California
Devils gonna come but I was gonna warn ya
A little lonely, she was stealing another breath
I love my baby to death

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release
California show your teeth
She's my priestess, I'm your priest

Who knew the other side of you?
Who knew that all this tired to prove
Too true to say good bye to you
Too true to say say say..

Was the baiter gifted and a made her
One for the now and eleven for the later

Never made it up to Mineesota
North Dakota man was a gunning for the quota

Down in the valley she was saving the best for last
It only hurts when I laugh
Goin' too fast..

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release,
California show your teeth,
She's my priestess, I'm your priest

California rest in peace
Simultaneous release,
California show your teeth,
She's my priestess, I'm your priest
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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Every time I go to the doctors I get a jacket. It makes me feel special because I get to hug myself.
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I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself and sometimes I am so clever I don't understand a single word of what I'm saying.
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