a hybrid of these hos.

And if I had to walk the world to make you fall for me I promise you, I promise you I will.

I'm listening to The Promise by When In Rome.

I'm kind of a sucker for 80s sort of love song sort of friendship sort of wtf acid wash music.

Is it lame that I wish I was back in Virginia right now because I want to be at the marching band competition my bff is at? God, I'm such a loser. But...guess I have to wait next week for my own show season to begin.

Then it's every.

Freaking.

Weekend.

...insert competitive drive. Also, bitches need to check off. Seriously.

I want to make finals at BOA really bad, but I don't think we will....buh. Way to be a downer.

...band talk needs to cease.

Tonight is homecoming. If my date refuses to walk in like a thug with me I'm going to be so pissed.

Since we're Axel and Demyx, she's wearing the silky red shirt and I'm wearing the gay-ass dress.

I want them to play obnoxious pop music.

Yesterday was the homecoming football game. The show went pretty good. Don and Millies is sort of okay. We also had a four-hour practice in awful heat before that...I almost passed out. And my technique suffered. I don't know which I feel is worse anymore....

Why are the examples for "labels for this post" listed as "scooters, vacation, and fall?" Scooters like the coffee shop, or the method of transportation that's like a skateboard for pussies who still need handlebars? (i.e., me)

I lost about 300 songs from my ipod but they sort of sucked anyway.

I HATE the fact that a) my old computer is dead and b) you can't transfer songs from an ipod onto itunes. Wtffffffffff. Lame.

I suddenly miss my freshman marching show. Hello youtube, I am going to listen to it now.

If youtube actually works.

Oh hey, there we go.

OH DUDE. Last year's show I never saw. From them.

Nevuh mind.

Anyways, I'm about thirty pages away from finishing The Scarlet Letter. And halfway through A Clockwork Orange.

I'm aware those titles should be underlined, but you know what, MLA? Fuck. You.

Really, I would do so much better in life if I was like a boss at MLA.

And math.

But my English teacher's name is Bossman....so he really IS like a boss. 

Ohsnap.

I press enter too much, maybe I should shut up. And stop yknow, being such a fag.

Yeah. I'm done.

English AP Homework

First, read this:

http://www.landoverbaptist.org/news1099/pokemon.html

This is the response I wrote for it.

Dear Landover Baptist Church,

I do not agree with your argument stating that the popular Pokemon franchise is a tool of the devil. Pokemon is a long-going franchise that has provided countless children around the world with happiness and entertainment. The shows promote friendship among humans and animals (represented by the Pokemon characters).  As humans work together with their Pokemon, they also represent teamwork in a positive manner. Teamwork is not only shown between human and Pokemon, but between human and human as the protagonist of the show travels alongside his friends, all of them helping each other out as they continue towards their goals. The notion of a goal is also a positive idea to put into children's heads-while Ash Ketchum's (the show's protagonist) is working towards competing in the "Pokemon League", the main championship in the series and the highest level a Pokemon trainer can reach, a child watching the show could then form their own goals. They could start working towards a good grade on a test, to increase their skills at a sport they play, to devote time to a hobby. As they see Ash Ketchum working towards his goal of becoming a great Pokemon trainer, they will be inspired to work harder at their own goals. The idea of having friends along to support you in such a journey is even more positive, as they will be encouraged to form strong, healthy relationships with their peers, such as a group children playing soccer together on the weekends in the local park to become better soccer players, and thus do better in the soccer league they participate in. Children also bond over having things in common when at a young, formative age, and playing Pokemon together is a great way to do that. With such things as figures and stuffed toys, children can work their imaginations by dreaming up all sorts of adventures for their Pokemon characters to participate in. However, you stand firm on your position that these Pokemon are not innocent forms of amusement for children, but rather, messengers sent by "Satan" to corrupt the youth of our nation.

You state that in your church, your pastor informed children from ages two to ten that Pokemon were "evil" and "sent to the planet by Satan himself".  This pastor then led said children in a mass burning of Pokemon cards, games, and toys, violently skewering the small toys on a "40 inch sword" and then roasting them over an open flame. He also employed a flamethrower to effectively burn a pile of the toys. It states the five year old son of this pastor was encouraged to violently rip apart, then spit upon a Pokemon toy, and that the other children at the gathering were encouraged to chant things such as "burn it", "chop them up", and  "kill them all". For children of such a young, impressionable age, being told of the "evils of the devil" in such a way cannot be healthy towards their mental psyche. Instead of focusing on violence, hatred, and destruction--the very things your "devil" is said to promote, should not a Christian church focus on the messages of the Christian good? Rather, love, friendship, and acceptance? Showing children that the only way to rid a world of "evil" is to go out and destroy it in such a violent fashion will have damaging effects on them later in life. If they see another child at the playground or at school playing with Pokemon cards, will they employ violence on that child? Children follow the example of their elders, and if they see someone they believe to be a role model and someone whose example they should follow, when a role model so frequently shows violence and hate as a way of defeating ones' adversaries, the children will apply that to other aspects of their life, becoming wholly cruel and destructive towards what they believe to be "wrong"--even something so innocent as a stuffed toy bearing the brand of being a Pokemon.

While you may not approve of the toys and the message you believe they have on your children, there are irregularities posed in your argument. Pokemon has not been around for twenty years, the series was first introduced in 1996 and did not reach the United States until 1998. Your story of the boy and the supermarket sounds similar to an urban legend, if such a phenomenon really had occurred, there would have been substantial media coverage, and if Pokemon had somehow really been behind such an event, they would have been outlawed at once. However, this did not happen because the characters are indeed nothing more than that--characters--and it is impossible for such beings to appear in real life, much less for a small child to be able to control such a powerful demon as you state appeared. In truth, the worst thing a misbehaving child could do with a Pokemon would be to softly bat at his parent with one of the plush toy--perhaps, if they were feeling particularly violent, they would give their parent a paper cut with one of the trading cards. But the Pokemon did not cause the child to misbehave--the child chose to, being upset over not being able to have gum at a checkout counter of a supermarket. Whether a child is enthusiastic about the Pokemon series or not, they will misbehave upon being denied such a thing as a sweet snack--it's simply the nature of children. 

You also state that Pokemon are a way to show a child that they can become a "powerful evil force" and "don't have to listen to their parents". However, in the television show, the main character is shown to have a very positive and obedient relationship with his mother--she who uses Pokemon to help her in the garden herself. You again state that children use their Pokemon toys to do such things as "kill their parents in the night"--but again, you provide no substantial evidence to support your claim. As stated in my previous paragraph, if Pokemon were really the evil and vicious demons you claim they are, they surely would have been outlawed long ago, or at least have been giving warning labels or something of the like. You also state that upon hearing the names of the Pokemon "Abra" and "Kadabra" as his children talked about the toys, one of your pastors proceeded to stop the car that he and his childre were driving in, destroy the action figures his children had with his hands, then repeatedly run his car over and over the toys, crushing them to bits. You state yourself that the children looked on "teary-eyed"--now, let me ask you, when has reducing a child to tears ever been a healthy way to treat them? Instead of resorting to such violent methods, your pastor could've calmly explained to his children why he did not approve of them playing with the toys, gently remove them, and then replace them with something else for his children to play with--not smash his children's playthings to bits in such a rash way.

Your closing argument states that Pokemon are turning children into followers of the devil by playing with their Pokemon toys--but really, isn't it you who are promoting the actions of the devil? Instead of promoting the hate and violence that your devil is said to feed off of, instead be an example. If you do not approve of the Pokemon franchise, then keep your children away from it. Buy them other toys, have them watch other shows, but do not poison their small minds with hatred. Instead, be an image of the God you are supposedly trying to emulate, and be a peaceful, loving role model to your children and to the others in your parish who are undoubtly observing you and following your example.

Pokemon+crazy Christians=WIN.

I am going to get an A+

FML

So not only do I have a lisp...

But I'm BOWLEGGED too?

Ughhhh. 

FML

GHETTO FABULOUS QUESADILLA RECIPE HAY GURRRRRRRRRRRRRL

1. Get yoself a skanky-ass white flowah toh-teeuhh.

2. Spread some Tostihos cheese dip sauce on dat shieet

3. Put some nasty-ass chedduh cheese on dere

4. Make sure dat shit's sharp, no weak-ass cheese gonna be up in no quesadilla I told you about

5. Microwave that shit fo 45 seconds

6. Dump some sowah cream on there

7. Get you salsa on

8. Fold that shit

9. EAT HO

GENIE JIZZ

So I was playing Kingdom Hearts 2, and I just beat Agrabah for the final time (pain in the ass btw, the timed stuff and all the FIND THE SWITCH garbage is really annoying)

But anyway, in the ending cutscene, Genie screams about "not being able to take it/hold it in any longer" and proceeds to fly up into the sky, spinning in circles and leaving white streaks in the sky as he goes...the material proceeding to rain down on a very happy Aladdin, Jasmine, Sora, Donald, and Goofy.

And all I could think of was.....JIZZZZZZ IN MY PAAAAANTS.

In other words...I've gotten lazy posting on here.

-Psychology class should be named "nappytiemz class"

-Sleeping during math=FAIL

-Sleeping during band-it can be done

-Band in general

OH YEAH.

-I got bitched at by a theoretical Mr.Shmardin, because he didn't like the comment I made when we were asked to SHARE OUR FEELINGS and we WOULD NOT BE JUDGED. >:l

-I'm completely checked off on all my music

-But some people aren't even checked off on what's due...which is a problem. A big one.

-IRRITATED VERRONIEKKUH IS NOT TO BE MESSED WITH

-The football team has won both of the games this year, whaaaaat? No way.

--other news--

-I got a homecoming dress HURR MAKE ME BEAUTIFUL

-random texts telling me how much of a sexbomb I am tend to make my day

-COOKIE JAR BLIZZARDS AT DQ ARE THE BEST THING EVER

-at the mall, they have rainbow popcorn. holy crap.

-I thought she was cute until I noticed the Jesus patch on her backpack

-"Maybe she eats pussy for Jesus or something" "I should suck cock for atheism" "Sounds much more productive"

-The guy at Borders thought I was my father's SON. (dear internet, I am in fact female)

-PSAT/ACT EWWW

...more kingdom hearts now. kthnx bai

P.S.

a random girl on dA called me cute. WATCH AS MY DAY IS MADE.

Can't Trust A Ho, But You Can Sure As Hell Cut One

3oh!3 with my own input.

But really, I almost flipped shit at band tonight.

I started with SHUT UP and didn't make it to the up...I have the self control of a saint. Or I think I was just too angry to vocalize anything at that point.

But really. You can't say someone's step sizes are too big just because you don't want to admit you're wrong. You also can't say someone is lying about where they are and "moved" to adjust themselves...when they are on a "perfect point" (hard to explain, just assume) on the field. You just don't want to see that I am right and you are wrong. It's not even on an opinionated basis. It's a factual basis. White paint doesn't lie, and if my feet are on it...they're not lying.

I'm starting to type like I play the clarinet...FANTASTIC FINGERS.

The one good thing that came out of band tonight..."FINGER YOUR PARTS". Think about that.

Think about it long and hard. 

Ohohoho.

Uh. I'm also sick of freshman not caring. And band directors not seeing that I'm working my tail off. And I'm pissed I didn't get section leader. I wish the other two weren't in the postition as well. I'm being a self-centered, whiny brat...but I sort of have reasons.

Excuse me as I drown myself in Oreo McFlurry and emo bitchtears.

Also, Bitch Tits Bob goes to my school. If you're familiar with Fight Club, you know.

Um. My back hurts. My feet hurt. I'm stuck with my mom for the next week...alone...

Speaking of that heifer, she threw a bitch fit because I told her I need her to take my clarinet in to get fixed.

...

argh.

I need sleep.

ANGRY HOMOSEXUAL BLARRRRGHGHGHHGGH