You know what, fuckers!? Old men like my ass. I mean, that's great and all, but patting my ass is not a way to get my attention. Really, it's not. 'Caddy' or 'Miss' is JUST fine! But nnoooo. It's 'Molest The Girlie'. That's another thing. They call me 'Girlie' or 'Honey' or 'Pet'. I refuse to answer to a name refering to my gender, insinuationg that I am a condiment or that I am a household, tamed animal. I'm thinking no...


It is not molest the red head day! >_< -goes off to a corner and weeps- BTW, speaking of weeping, here's a poem.

Ice colored tears from her eyes come-a seeping
And so I found her weeping
In her face, emotions were found to be missing
Tear stained lips; the best for kissing
She had no time to lose her innocence
For it was stolen in that instant
So at a loss for words, I gave her soft caress
And bade her sleep against my breast
Slept she did, but like a top set spinning
As fitfully as sinning
And as her body began to match her eyes
She let out none but gentle cries
That instand was so painful, but then upon the floor
Died the worlds greatest Happiness Whore.


Morbid, but I like it ^_^... thus I wrote it.. and what not. -sweatdrops- ANYWAY! No one leaves me comments any more! Bitches! Y'all suck..>_>

Mm...-stretchs slightly- Apparently I'm not as good a liar as I deem myself.. interesting, wouldn't you say?

That small spark that makes us ourselves will always burn, unless the waters of pain and memories fall upon it. But me? I hold mine, let it burn brightly and threatening to the flames of others, threatening to consume.. but yet, I hold it in a glass ball, creating a lamp.. Ah well..

How distinctly cunning and yet fatale God has made us. He gives us the power to hide our emotions, to cover them and fake them, yet no faculities to forget them. What a worthless creation we have been made too. The angels that create us in Heaven and watch us on earth must be becoming lethargic over the years.. But I don't know.. I'm tired and I have no more sporatic but interesting thoughts. I shall retire for the night, I have work in the morning.

Good night. Lemme a Comment or something.

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Life continues on as normal in my hellhole. Myeh! I skipped the afternoon session on Tues. cuz I had an allergy attack and I felt like shitie ness! >__< There go my culinary skills, down the toilet.

Fuck it.. >_< I have had the most inane conversation with Pawel today. Some of them are slightly ridiculous, and most of them border on sheer lunacy.. but all he said was 'Always ;-)' and all I said was 'Fucker :-p'.. and it continued.. for a lloonnngg time.. AND HE LEFT ME 83 AWAY MESSAGES! -gah!-

then we had a discussion about nothing important.. I've decided he's one of the more intelligent, if his common sense is as rusty as a nail thats been urinated on by farm animals.


ANYWAY! I have to find two people to pose for me to draw! Curse it! My mother has decided an anatomy book is.. well, read this.

Meh- Mother! Can I have a book of nude anatomy?!
Mother- NO! That's.. That's a work of Satan! You shouldn't know what a nude man looks like until you marry him
Meh- ..oops...
Mother- SATANS TOOLS!
Meh- O..kay.. woman.. what the fuck... Anyway, I'll be going then.


>_< FINDING NEMO IS FOR SATANISTS! I swear, he's evil. I want the shirt with a plate of fish & chips on the front (on my boobs I might add) and on the back is says "I found Nemo"..

HOW BEAUTIFULLY HEARTLESS IS THAT!??! :-D


Just tell Nemo you were too high on alge to save him. He'll understand. Sure. Finding Nemo - My Anti-Drug.


That is seriously the scariest shit I've seen for a while. But the most amusing thing recently is the Trailer for Pirates Of The Carribean, replacing the characters with Yu Gi Oh! characters, or another one, with the Trailer for POTC using Cowboy Bebop characters. :-D It was the shiznit! :-D

Anyhoots...I miss him.. alot.. but I dunno.. after some stuff that's happened.. -shrugs softly- I don't know.

-smiles softly- Gotta look on the bright side of things... At least I'm still alive ^^;... yeah, bullshit. people who talk that shit are on serious happy crack. >_<

^_~<3 lemme a comment please.

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I’m proud of myself! I’m definitely gonna have front row seats to the fires of Hell! –giggles- No worries though!

Last night, AGAIN, I slept over Liz’s. ^^ With Lara, Elaine and well obviously Liz. We got soooo hyper, that I started mounting Lara, we played boob tag (instructions will accompany) and then we found a new source of interest. CALLING TONY AND BEING CRAZY! –maniacal giggles-

Quote from Last Night-


Lara- No! Not Here! Not Now! Uhhh!
Meh- But I want you! –moans-
-blah blah blah, continuing-
Meh- -into cellphone- Tony, if you’re getting a boner from listening to this, you have problems.

Liz- Lara!
Lara- Liz!
Meh- INCOMPTETENCE!

Meh- Eww! Lara! Don’t touch me!
Lara- You just grabbed my ass! And I can’t hug you!?!
Meh- Yep. That’s my logic.

Pawel (on AIM) – You’re bbaaddddddd
Liz- No shit, sherlock

Lara + Meh - -belly dancing-
Lara- Watch Liz come out and be like “WHAT THE FUCK!”

Liz- STOP MOUNTING MY CAT!
Meh- Sorry….

Meh- Aww, it’s Liz’s pussy!
Everyone Else- O.o;
Meh- >_< I mean.. the cat..>_<

Meh- Tampons hurt! Who ever said other wise is a LIAR!
Liz- Thanks for the update

Elaine- Hi Tony! You don’t know me! But here’s a poem. Roses are red, violets are blue, condoms can rip, so watch who you screw!
Liz- Did you make that up?
Elaine- Nope

Elaine- LARA STOP IT!
Lara- I’M NOT DOING ANYTHING!
Liz- -in loud voice- STOP SCREAMINBG YOU’LL WAKE UP MY MOM!
Elaine- -storms out in anger-
Meh- … I have a penis…
Liz- O.o;;

Liz- -puts on ‘Boys Of Summer’ re-do by Atari’s-
Meh- VETO POWER!
Liz- You can’t veto everything Susan! You’re not congress!

Meh- Can you burn a condom?
Liz- I don’t know, you ever burnt half of your boyfriend dicks?

Liz- -quoting LOTR- It has not happened for an age…
Meh- -softly- Liz having a date?
Liz- HEY! That’s mean!

Meh- Look! Dual action penis!
Liz- -grabs and pretends to jack off with it-
Meh- O.o;;;

Liz- Is that a condom pocket?
Meh- >_< No, you put your pads in it and look like you stuff your boxers.
Liz- Knowing you…

Elaine- Oh! ‘Come Clean’!
Liz- Ew! Hilary Duff!
Meh- -mentally- Cum Clean.. Hilary Duff..?-OH! COME, not cum! –giggle-

Meh- DAMNIT! Five, four, three, two, one, SILENCE!
Liz- -giggles-
Meh- -smacks-

Meh- NO MORE TALKING! NOW!
Everyone- Silence for a bit..
Meh- Good!
Liz- -smacks-
Lara- -smacks-
Elaine- -smacks-
Meh- OW!
Everyone else- -giggling-

Liz- If my mom came in, she’d probably be like what the hell are you doing?!
Meh- In alphabetical order or chronical order… After a while, it gets kinda hazy

Meh- -trying to explain Tony at Prom- It’s Tony.. in Lilac.. and stuff…
Liz, Lara and Elaine- -silence before Lara and Liz burst into laughter-
Elaine- Huh?




We left Tony about 27 messages on his voice mail, which as the gayest answer. :-D We love you Tony but no..>_< It’s wrong!

Anyway, I got work at Hunt Valley! It’s a Bridge Tournament! 20 bucks for basicly nothing! Mwahaha! Anyway, I have my cellphone along, so call meh and entertain meh! ^_^Mucho grandas love.



P.S - I'm gonna teach Sunday School on Sunday :-D! I'm gonna teach 'em poker. 'stead of chips or stripping, we're using COmmunion bread... Yep, I'm going to hell!









Boob Tag --

First, assemble 4 girls with various breast sizes (pebbles, mosquito bites, sandbags and hooters).

Feed them sugar

Have them grab each others asses and breasts until they're shrieking with laughter.

Tape and sell as child pornography. <-- We forgot



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Be it extremely emotional, controversial, messed up, or whatever, this entry has been password protected.

If you know it, enter it; or, ask me for it.

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I...I love it when you

L - Look at me and smile
O- Or when you say that I'm
V - Very beautiful,
E- Even when I know you're wrong

Y- You know that
O- Ordinarily, if it were different, I'd say I hate you
U- Unforunately, this isn't ordinary

S- Sometimes, things fall
O- Out of my control but

M- Maybe, even if I could control it
U- Under any circumstances, I wouldn't
C- Change the fact that I met you
H- However much it sometimes hurt me

T - Too many things I love about you to name
O - Or even to be able to count
R - Really, I love all the little things like how you're
R - Right when I'm wrong and
E - Even when you're wrong, I still love
Y - You.



so maybe I'm just stuck in the past.

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Gah! Fuck Nutang and fuck Microsoft Word together (ironicly, I use both). Nutang has decided to delete my last post, which, depressing as it was, was very interesting. It had to be or I would have editted it until it WAS interesting. My computer just decided to kick me off line, but I did manage to finish reading Tony’s blog entry. I will comment on that later, but now those bitches at Nutang have incurred my wrath! They systematically deny that they deleted my entry, and have put it down to MY ignorance. Have any of those bastards actually attempt to use their own faculities? No? BECAUSE YOU CAN’T! It’s shit, and it pisses me off. That’s it, I shall make my own blogging site and it WILL be flawless if I have to pour blood into it. And if those bastards from nutang attempt to use it and blast on about me stealing from them, I shall break The Promise and hack their little tanned asses off, barbaque them and sell them to Kyle, for communal masturbation (he has decided to create his own circle jerk/orgy that he has so originally named ‘Ganymedes Hold’. If any of you know Greek mythology and a little about the twisted mind of homosexual lovers, you know what it is talking about. If you don’t, allow me to full that empty slot in your knowledge base. Ganymede was cup bearer to the Greek Gods and a lover of Zeus’s (go Greeks), and in gay sex, a ‘Ganymede’s Hold’ is to grab the aroused member of your lover (go Gays) and pleasue them as you assault their ass. According to Corwin, it’s really nice feeling. I wouldn’t know (go Me). ). Though Kyle really wouldn’t use it, he has his own playtoy, a well-loved and well-used friend of mine known to Kyle as “My darling” and to me, the sacreligious (Kyle has also decided to start his own Christian sect for homosexuals, which bases the entire theory that God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit are all men, and since there are no goddesses to enact their love onto, they must be homosexual. I told him to stop drinking) bitch, calls him Corwin.

Anyway, that was a freaky long paragraph. Oh well, bitches, you can suffer in silence, cuz I dun care aboutcha ^_~*. Besides, I’m tired and I’m in Manga with-drawal. I have just finished GetBackers 2, Rave Master 7, FLCL 1 (which is shit), Saiyuki 3 (which is THE shit), and something else that I can’t remember. Hey, I’m in the basement, my bedroom is two stories up from here! So shut up >_<. Speaking of books, y’all should read the Dante Club (whose author I have not perchanced to remember), because it is rather interesting and amusing. It’s about murder, but hey, it’s INTERESTING Murder. You don’t need to have read Dante’s Purgatorio, Inferno, or Paradiso (Purgatory, Inferno, Paradise), though I strongly suggest that you do.

I did above mention I would talk about Tony’s anniversary post (I’m sure I spelled that wrong, but I hate spellcheck, because it refuses to become my slut and understand that if I keep writing Otogi, I don’t mean Toga or Ocotopi and if I write Yuugi, I don’t mean Yoga or Yuri. Though Yuugi as a woman and a lesbian woman at that, you must admit, is stimulating in amusement). Anyway, it’s bizarre and random and incredibly funny. ‘nuff said.

My father has just walked down into my lair and decreed it has started to rain. I will return in a moment, I love rain and a small idiosyncrasy I have is to stand in it. I’m not wearing shoes, and I’m in short yellow shorts with stars (admittedly, they are pretty ugly), one blue handwarmer with white seagulls, an infinite amount of purple ink in which I wrote crap on my hands in, and a black tanktop, plus my glasses. One moment.

That bitch. It’s not really raining. >_
Well, I’m over that disappointment. Piece of shit, I gotta restart my computer. I shall in a few minutes, when I’m done this.

My dog, TQ the coward, is already shaking and he’s just run upstairs. That bastard. He’s afraid of thunder and lightning and it’s recently been raining while meh mum, meh dad, Sarah and meh were down in the F.Keys, so I’m surprised he hasn’t had a heartattack by now. I think this might just kill him though.

My dog, though, is so cccuuutttee! He looks just like german sheppard on corgi legs (EIN LEGS! ^_^) and it’s soo fat! It’s adorable ^^;.

Speaking of Ein, I just noticed something (I was really bored when I thought of this, and I just remembered it). Ein means One in German (Sie 2, Dri 3, Fear 4, Fumpt 5, Zechs 6, Seben 7, Oct 8, Noin 9, and I can’t remember 10 >.<), Ed is 2 letters, Jet is 3 letters, Faye is 4 letters, and Spike is 5 letters. Can you feel the boredom I had, just from reading this?! >_< Curse long drives from Neiderrhein to some small town where Johannas lives. >_< And the reason I know how to count that shit is from Rammstien. XD I’m not shitting you either. I love Rammstien, I’ve learnt lots of shit from them! –dances randomly-

That paragraph from Ein (Cowboy Bebop (it’s the shit, everyone should watch it) ) to Rammstien. There’s no.. real way to do that. BUT I DID IT! –bows- You know it’s cool…You’re just jealous :-9.

Randomness…. Randomnesss and more randomness.


Anyway, I think I’ll add some of those pictures that cracked me up now!!! :-D..fuck I can't get it up. Oh well.


Jesus. 2 Euros. :-D I took that picture in a German Church. The real explanation is, see the book backs? It’s this book called ‘Jesus’, but I just though the sign was so funny, and especially because it backs up my hatred for the Catholic Churches. They 1) Have lavish churches while always petioning for more money 2) honor saints to a point that could be considered idoltry 3)if the Pope decreed a holy war, do you realize how many people would die? No one should have that much power and 4) They have their own state. WHO THE HELL NEEDS A STATE FOR A RELIGION! I’ve heard of a states Religion, but never a Religions state! It’s ridiculous!


Anyway.. I’ll put in the Tony X Girl = Prom = LMAO! Picture later ^_^;. When he’s gone off to Clark and can no longer verbally shoot me.


Ja ne!!

^_~<3 Joker Love, Lemme A Comment! ^_^

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So this is it huh? Not what I thought it would be.

Oh, don’t look at me like that, I’m very appreciative of it.

Oh shut up, so what if I don’t act like it.

I said don’t give me that look! I’m glad he gave it to me! But it loses it’s speciality when billions of people have it, making them people.

I am not ungrateful!

Fuck you, no one likes your opinion, and yet you insist of shoving it around.

Whatever, I’m leaving.


She’s right.. I’m not grateful enough am I…

What a depressing thought. I suppose I could just kill myself and be like “Hey, thanks, but you know, it’s not really my thing. Catch you later.” Yeah.. he’d lloovvee that…Probably kill me while he was at it.

So.. now I’m stuck with it. What to do.. I think I might get something to eat.. My stomach is empty, and I need something to eat.. Human flesh seems an interesting possiblit- No! BAD!

Now that I look at it.. Everything is beautiful.. But why are tears the prettiest things? Little round droplets of frozen emotion, which are delicate enough to break at our touches..

The saddier things are the prettiest.. The beautiful, delicate white of snow, that robs us of our lives sometimes…The white of Death and the sky’s color..

Wow, this position really does make you depressed…

I’m going to kill that bastard…

I hate being a mother.

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