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:: 2003 30 September :: 9.45 pm
:: Mood: lonely
:: Music: Offspring- Way Down The Line

Since everyone misssssed me sooo much...
I decided I'd update! For the sake of everyones sanity ofcourse...-grins-

Take it from me, that "sane" stuff....completely over rated.

So, how is everyone on

Heh...Who saw that coming?

Yeah, I'm the king of being dramatic.

Actually, My day wasn't bad per say...just really really lonely.

Me and Tri's relationship is dead.

My "friends" are avoiding/ignoring me for no reason...

And no one wants to talk to me today...

-sighs- But, I refuse to let the world get me down...

-snuggles Miyavi- I'll always have my hot little japanese rock star...

|| Voice in the back of my head: Who doesn't know you exist, nor speak your lanuage? ||

Damned voices...and damn reality too! -kicks realitys ass-

But...on a happier note.

I finished a short story of mine!

It's about a guy, he hates everyone.

And this other guy, he hates himself and everyone else too.

The only point is, they get together...and hate everyone but each other!



Yeah, so...

Got any cookies?


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:: 2003 25 September :: 9.42 pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Offspring- Sessions

A miracle has taken place... I had three DIFFERENT people comment on my last entry. The world just got stranger...-grins- Cookies to those three cool people! Anyone who /didn't/ suck, get the fuck away from my journal. -glare-

Just joking...eep....-cower-

Don't hurt me... x.x;


Onto bigger and better-ish things...I made a new friend! His name is Russel, he reminds of a leprechan. But in that cool-esque way....

-steals his lucky charms-

...Whoa...That didn't sound like I planned it to. -cough-

Jingle bells......Jingle bells....

Blessed be! ^^


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:: 2003 5 September :: 11.41 pm
:: Mood: Like Shit
:: Music: Offspring- Way Down The Line

You know those times in life when you just think to yourself, "Well...I've hit rock bottom..." yeah well, I had one of those days.

-sounds of a cricket- And obviously no one gives a shit! For any new readers...-though I'm pretty sure that I only have one reader...possibly two- I'm gay, I have a boyfriend...his name is Tri, I loooove him. But this other dude asked me out...I don't like him. >.>; -sniff-

He's stupid and dumb...

Stupidity is contagious... -scoots away from the dude with asked him out, hissing-

Well....I'm not sure what to do, cause if I say "No, I'm taken" to the dude who asked me out, he might shoot both me and Tri in the head...many times. -_-;

Oh well....That's life for you...

Well, more updates soon!

Ja ne!


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:: 2003 28 August :: 6.23 pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Kittie and KoRn- This Town

Story! ^_^
Story! ^_^;;

-The End of The Road-

Recommended Music: Death Of Season- AFI

-- Jaisonís pov Ė

I hung onto the microphone as if Iíd die if I ever let go, swinging it around as I sung along to a song aimlessly...I wasnít even thinking about the words as they flowed out of my mouth, or the out of control audience that were hanging on my every word...but not at the same time.

My midnight and magenta hair was clinging to the sides of my face using sweat as glue, hanging in front of my emerald green eyes that I was often told by Rain were more valuable than any jewel. But that was just talk...and talk was cheap. -

The pounding of the drums rung out in a short but sweet percussion solo, the bass and electric guitar joining in before my voice yet again joined the melody...but on the inside I didnít notice any of this.

I wasnít thinking as a shook my head from side to side, spitting out angry words that was classified as lyrics. I wasnít even acknowledging the fact that my band-mate was licking at my neck.

So what exactly was I doing, you ask?

Nothing...nothing at all.

ó Rainís povó

I listened intently to the sound of our beautiful singerís voice, watched as he and Dante basically grinded against each other right on stage, in front of my eyes. Could Jaison really not know how much it hurt me?

I sat behind the drums, unable to move, pounding hatefully at the instruments as my solo came up. As pathetic as it was...that was what our music focused on, hate.

An emotion I knew all to well, and didnít want to know any better than I already did. But that was the way it was and I doubted that it would change any time soon. Inwardly I sighed as the song came to an end, finishing it off with a few well placed beats. Thankfully, that was the last song of the night and I couldnít have been happier for that small blessing.

I watched as Jaison exited the stage after a vicious kiss with Dante and a childish grin at the crowd who swooned. I wouldnít do it...I wouldnít let him hurt me like this.

Especially when he didnít even know what he was doing to me...


I couldnít help but ravish him on stage, and youíd probably have trouble resisting yourself. Imagine him, slim but beautiful form shaking and jumping around...licking those delicious lips of his teasingly at the audience.

Sure...Me and Jaison fuck.

The relationship is purely physical, never had I felt anything for him emotionally except a strong protective feeling. No one, and I mean no one, was allowed to touch him in anyway that I didnít approve of.

Once, when Silver got a little too into his joking around and kissed Jaison...I roared with an inhuman rage, pulling him off and throwing him into the wall.

I broke his arm...

But Jaison is mine, no one elseís and if I canít have him than no one will...

And I will make sure that, that much is understood.


All I could do was sit and watch as my angel looked so broken on the inside behind his drum set, staring wistfully at Jaison. How I hate I envy him. Never had he done anything to earn Rainís love, he didnít deserve him.

I have known the percussionist since we were ten...merely children, with a passion for music even then.

And he was beautiful, young, but so beautiful...

His hair was a soft ebony that reminded me of the midnight sky, though now itís streaked with bright blue. Eyes of a icy blue, pale...almost see through but spell-binding. His skin is and has always been deathly pale, but fitting for an angel such as he.

I observed the fallen angel as he stood as well, exiting the stage with a emotionless expression on his almost calm..neutral face that I adored so much.

But of course, I was the joker...the one that no one took serious. So no matter how many times I tried to tell Rain how I felt about him, heíd only laugh and pat me on the back. It pained me inwardly, but on the outside I put on a grin and chuckled as well.

I could be very convincing when I want to be...


Aimlessly, I shuffled backstage...collapsing in the main room on the comfortable sofa. I vaguely noticed that Silver was watching me with a...concerned look on his face? As of late, I always noticed him looking at me like that...

I glanced to Jaison, who was sitting in Danteís lap...flirting with him wildly. Though Dante barely did anything but kiss, lick, nip at his neck...he only wanted my love for his body...the bastard.

But I couldnít do anything about it, I was just the shy drummer who stuck to the rules like glue, straight laced and sweet as candy. Or that was my stereo-type, and for one reason or another...I kept to it.

Jaison was feminine, flirt, with a love for magical girl animes... Dante was the exact opposite, rough manly and cold hearted to the bone. And then there was Silver...always joking about something or another. But when he wanted to, the fool could produce some deep thoughts. He was my best friend...the only person I truly trusted and I loved him like a brother.

I changed my train of thought, instead thinking of just how beautiful Jaison looked even in the arms of another. His eyes always shined when he was devastatingly beautiful stars.

But what was to become of my love when our band finally split up?

And it was bound to happen...more soon than late.

-End Prologue-


So...Whatcha think? ^-^


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:: 2003 25 August :: 8.32 pm
:: Mood: cranky
:: Music: Foutains of Wayne-Stacey's Mom

.... -whimper-
---The Things One Learns In Highschool----

One: School Sucks
Two: School is the anti-christ
Three: Disregard number two, we now have proof that Jocks have taken that placement.
Four: You will be hated by many...atleast 80% of the school. This includes the teachers and staff...

----Can't Think of Anymore at the Moment----

So, how are you?



-whimper- In art class, we were doing pen and ink and when I dipped the quill into the bottle of ink...I tossed it over and onto my pants! (Pants: Black with chains and bondage and shit. )...-sniffle- And the ink doesn't ever come out...I know, black on black right? BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT DAMMIT!

It's the /principle/ of the thing...

>.> Ahem....



Yes, I hate you too.


Since I don't know you, I'll name you myself!

I deem you, BOB!


So Bob, what's up?

....Gimmie candy.


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:: 2003 4 August :: 12.46 am
:: Mood: Blah
:: Music: N-O-N-E

I'm bored...have to leave in twenty minutes. -kicks whoever invented school's ass- >.< I HATE SCHOOL! It's so annoying...walk in, get judged. Attempt to pass, fail anyway...get judged more. -annoyed sigh- Oh well....

Must fly, Loooooove you! know you luuurve me.


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:: 2003 3 August :: 9.20 pm
:: Mood: bouncy
:: Music: Vendetta Red- Shatterday

...somethin somethin.... 6 6 6....
Dunno any other part of the song. >.< I'm such a fa-loooooser.

Anyway, nothing to really say so...



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:: 2003 2 August :: 1.09 pm
:: Mood: apathetic
:: Music: The All American Rejects-The Last Song

That's right baby, absolutly stoic...apathy=Erm...Dead of all emotions. Empathy=...The oppoisite of apathy. @_@ Well...I'm trying to be apathetic. Failing miserably...Cried myself to sleep last night. >.< I'm such a whimp....

Eep! Must fly! Write more later! Toodles!

Anti-Crombie For Life,

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:: 2003 2 August :: 1.13 am
:: Mood: shocked
:: Music: Pretty Girl-Sugarcult

How in hell....
WHEN DID COLEMAN GET CUTE?! Someone must tell me this! I swear, a week ago he was a six...on the 1-10 scale of cute guys (Yes, I am a guy...and I have one. ) Now he's a....15! X.X THAT IS NOT HUMANLY POSSIBLE! You should have seen the expression on my face.

Coleman: Hey dude...Haven't seen you in awhile.
Me: O.O;;; Holy shit...
Coleman: okay?
Me: I uh......No.
Coleman: What?
Me: ...Cute...Wait, no!
Coleman:....-blank stare-
Me: ....-dreamy look-

And that, is how I made a total and complete fool of myself. Oh, did I mention he's straight and taken?

---How I become a Third Wheel-----
Sydney: Coleman! Your here!
Coleman: Hey Syd! -loving grin and hugs Sydney-
Me:...-glares at Syd-
Sydney: -grins at me smugly-
Me:...Bitch. -grumble-
Sydney: hehe! Come on ADD! Let's go!
Coleman: Right. -grin-

See...that sucks.

Gotta go! BYE!


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:: 2003 31 July :: 1.03 am
:: Mood: awake
:: Music: United States of Whatever- Liam Lynch

Yes...that's right, I feel 'awake'! AND MY VEIWS ON TODAYS SPEECH! XD
AND GODDAMMIT I HAVE TO GO TO SLEEP IN AN HOUR! How unjustifiable is that?! huh? And you better agree with me, dammit! XD =glare- This means I have to sit in my room, listen to music, draw, and watch TV for atleast three or four hours. ._. This sucks beyond suck-dom. Sucky sucky sucky.... School 'Open House' tomorrow. -glaregrumblehiss- I DUN WANNA GO DAMN THE WORLD! I've been too enough of em'....I'm tired of having freshman chicks drool all over me. x.x; Now if the /guys/ were drooling, I'd spend every possible hour there. ^_^ Hehe....

I dun like school...

Nope, not the slightest bit.

School sucks major ass.

...-makes new icon thingie-

Yay! My invision of the perfect guy picture (if you add in make up...XD By the way, I'm not taking credit for the picture in any way shape or form!) has been turned into a icon for woohu!


...Yeah...I'm one corny son of a bitch.

-grin- So...How ish ya?

Yay, Huzzah, Hurray....


Yeah so... Today really sucked, no all around, sucked. I didn't get to talk to my own damned boyfriend and it's been three days! -cries- Yeah, I'm such a whiner. I think, whoever invented the word 'Bling bling' (Yes, /I/ realise it's two words, but obviously the pop cult does not. ) should burn...burn burn burn. And along with that godforsaken 'Holla' and 'Yo'.

~Cool~And don't get me started on 'cool'. What the hell is that? Theres nothing cold about the situation yet people say's stupid, and moronic.

~Holla~ ....Now come on people, at the very least you could have made it 'Holler' and nod 'HollA' thats bad spelling. Tsk tsk... Not to mention..well...just look.

----Example of Normal Speech these Days---

Random Guy: Hey, Bob wazzup, G?
Bob: Nothin' Playa, check out my new bling bling, dog.
Random Guy: Ahh, that be off da ha-zak PlaYA!


....And that is the beginning of the fall of humanity. We will soon be taken over by penguins and pillows. -nod- Anyway...

~Dog~: ...Do I /really/ have to say anything? I mean isn't that a damn insult?! It's like..."Yo Dog!" why don't they add in.. "Yo dog, good boy...come on doggie! Fetch the stick you moronic fool."

~G~:...Question, WHAT THE HELL DOES 'G' MEAN?!

~Tight~:...I just have one thing to say, The hell...? Whoever came up with this one should just...die. I mean, let's show off our ignorance! -mock excited look- Maybe it's just me...but doesn't tight know, TIGHT? And not "Yo dog, dat bling bling be tight!" well...not...that.

~Cuss Words~: ...-giggle- I just had to put this up here. YOU SHOULDN'T FUCKIN' CUSS YOU GODDAMNED BITCH!


Onto better things...I've been typing this stupid journal entry for a good thirty minutes. XD Wh00t! Oh wait! I forgot a word!

----More Stupid Words----

~Homie~: -blank stare- ...Homie? -laughs- 'Nough said.


That's all for now. PEACE OUT MUTHA TRUCKERS!


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