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Summer

Summer is a time for joy and fun

 But the days go by so fast

The warm breeze blows under the hot sun

Lifting our spirits while we try to make it last

Summer marks the end of school days

And we say hello to something better

While we make memories, each in our own ways

That we will hold on to like a favorite sweater

 Now summer is near its end

Towards the new school year we start to work

While we wait for summer again

Because around the corner autumn lurks

So farewell summer, we wait for your return

But we can daydream of you while we learn

I WIN!

Ok, so I was wondering if it is bad luck to almost run into a bad omen twice in a 15 second period? Just curious...just did...
On the other hand, I just wanna say that i beat the most ambitious person that i cant stand on a final test. majorly! ha I WIN! ok, that may sound shallow of me, but if you knew, you would underestand. :)
on the other hand, I really wanna get outta here!

Laugh much

So, ever read the road? or seen the movie? yea, well i made a much more exciting parody of it. ENJOY! 

The Lane

A Parody

Part I:

The man and the boy

     The man and the boy walked on the lane. They walked, and walked, and walked. Always walking.

They carried with them only a picnic basket.

     In this basket, they had four plastic bags to tie around their feet, a package of rope, a rusty pair of kitchen scissors, and their prized and beloved can of mangoes.

     Walking on the Lane, they understood only one thing. Never eat the mangoes.

     They walked among the ghost towns of the abandoned Coast. Their destination was the North, where there were laws preventing others from stealing another person’s mangoes. (They had a high respect for mangoes in the North, you see.) Along the way, they constantly looked for ways to protect the mangoes. Often, they would have to fend off people and animals who tried to steal their highly coveted mangoes.

     On one such occasion, things got severe. As they were walking, they found an abandoned barn. The man thought this was a great place to protect the mangoes for a while while they rested, for every few minutes, the boy had a new complaint. So they went inside. 

     The man looked around. There was a noise from behind a hay bale.

     “What was that?” the boy whimpered, “Maybe we should leave!”         “ We have to find a place to protect the food.”

     “Ok.”

     “Ok.”

     The man looked behind the bale and could not believe what he saw.

     Behind the bale lay  a ferocious looking German Sheppard. It let out a guttural snarl.

     “Oh! Can we keep it? Please!” the boy was practically jumping up and down with excitement.

     Before the man could say no, the dog stopped snarling and wagged its tale playfully.

     “Ah! Man eating dog!” the man and boy both let out effeminate squeals of terror as they ran frantically towards the door. They slammed the doors and bolted it shut.

     They ran until they were once again on the lane. The man stopped to check their progress. They kept walking. The man just knew that they were mere days from starvation. As they came across a mound, the man thought he felt something crunch underneath his foot.

     It was a bag of cheetos. The man picked it up. He gave it to

 the boy to eat. They kept walking.

     After night had fallen, they had stopped to sleep. As they lay there, the boy cried.

     “I’m really hungry. I’m cold. I wish I was with my mother,” the boy sulked the long string of complaints.

     The dad sighed. The boy did this frequently. He tried to quiet the boy, but he wasn’t having it. The boy stood up, stomped his foot, and demanded to know why they were suffering. The man had no answer.

     Some time later, they were walking yet again, they saw a shadow in the distance. They cautiously crept closer. They realized it was a man.

     “Give me all yo food! I said ‘Give. Me. All. Yo. Food’” the stranger demanded.

     “B-b-b-but we aren’t supposed to eat the food” the boy stuttered.

     “Now!” the stranger hissed. He raised his hands and reached towards them. He morphed into a creature that was more demon than man. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a dagger.

     Dude, the man drawled, you look like that rosta guy from Twilight!

     The stranger gave him a quizzical look.

     Whoa! You’re right! the boy gasped. Can we help him? Can we keep him? he begged.

     Then the man asked for his autograph.

     The stranger turned and ran.

Part II:
Ms.
Gertrude
Dubois 

     Ms Gertrude Dubois was the neighborhood busybody. If anyone ever knew anything about anyone, it was Ms Gertrude. Her favorite pastimes consisted of watching the innocent residents of Grey Lane walk by on the street through her front window and diagnose them with an array of psychological disorders (she was a psychologist in her much younger years).

     As she was people watching one day, she saw the man and the boy walking down Grey Lane. They appeared to be talking and pointing. Curious, Ms Gertrude looked up the street. There was nothing.

     “Well I declare!” Ms Gertrude exclaimed. She looked back at the man and the boy. She wondered what was the matter with them. Then it hit her.

     “Why they might be schizophrenic! I gotta do something! I gotta call somebody!” She picked up the phone. “The FBI? No. The CIA? No, that’s not it. Ms Crawford? The mayor? Betty White? No, no, those won’t do either. Think, Gertrude.” She tapped her foot and thought some more. “I got it!” She dialed a familiar number.

“Hello, GLPD? Yes, this is Gertrude. I have an emergency!” she paused, “No, the spook isn’t back. Yes, I do. I’m telling you I heard a noise in my attic. No, Mrs. Cartwright isn’t baking another poisonous omelet for Mr. Cartwright. Hey, there was something highly suspect about that ingredient. Yes, this is an emergency! I’d like to report two schizophrenic males walking down the lane. They’re menaces to society. I am not schizophrenic! Why I never-” she broke off. “Well good day to you officer. “ She slammed the phone down. 

“Well if they aren’t going to do something about it, then I will.”

Ms. Gertrude opened the door and walked to confront the two schizophrenics.

She soon stood in front of them. “Why you ought to be ashamed of yourselves!” she wagged her bony finger at them.

“Cannibal!” they screamed in unison, running for what they believed was their lives.

“Why I ain’t no disgustin’ man eater! Get back here you good for nothing looney bums!” she grabbed the hems of her skirt and chased after them. When she nearly caught them, she delivered a big whack to the man’s head with her walking stick.

      “And you’re calling us crazy.” the man said in disbelief.

     “Why does everyone always think I’m crazy?” Ms Gertrude muttered.

     Despite the injury, both he and the boy managed to keep running and escape Ms Gertrude. As they were fleeing, the picnic basket that they had managed to keep fumbled from the man’s hands. Their precious can of mangoes fell out. Gertrude continued to, as she would say, “run them plum clean out of Grey Lane.”

     It was as they were almost out of Ms Gertrude’s sight that she noticed the fallen goods. She picked it up.

She ate the mangoes. The boy’s cry of despair as he looked back towards the tragedy was carried by the breeze that whispered through the lane.

ITS A FREAKING TRAVESTY!!!!!

What do i want right now?? an ear piercing.

Right here v

.  

 I also reallly wanna go to the Carolina Rebellion concert. Thats the place to be for this Carolina-born rebel :) 

Carolina Rebellion; May 7th!! SOLD OUT!

 Check This Out!! 

AKA THE BEST LINEUP EVER!!

GODSMACK AND AVENGED SEVENFOLD!! MY OH MY! Looks so good I might die! Id go just for Godsmack! cause they are ah-mazing!! all theyre missing is Papa Roach cause Jacoby Shaddix is HOT! 

All of my favorite bands.  Being rebels in my own birth state.  AND IM NOT GOING??? WHAT THE HECK!!!!  I may go and cry for a while. 

Im Baaaaccckk!!! (with friendly advice)

Well sorry for the loooonnnnnnnggggg break. Things have been uber crazy lately! But I digress.
All I want to say today is whats on my mind: I have found the key to happiness!! People need to think about what they say and how they say it  before they actually say it. Because apparently thats a lost art. People also need to learn how to respect other peoples opinions. Yes, even if they are different from yours (*gasp*). Because at least theyre different. Oh, and stay original and stick to your own ideas. And don't tell people you feel one way and act totally different. Follow these directions to make the world a better place!
                                 From the land of the cheerfully estatic, the seals, and monkeys,
                                           Yours Truly :)
                                            The Crusader

Lyrics of the day

Running in place
Feeling like you're losing your faith
Feeling like you're fading away
Without a voice to break the chain
Don't you get played
Don't you let them hand you your fate
Don't you know the world is your stage
So what you got to say

Let me hear you sound off
Let them know how you feel
If the anger inside is real
Long before the bridges are burned
The powers to be are going to hear your words
Have you been heard
Have you been walking around this world misunderstood
Have you been heard
You got to take back what you know is yours
Let me hear you sound off

Searching for truth
You know when someone's lying to you
We all know how it feels to be used
Do they take us all for fools
They break their own rules
The hypocrites are leading us through
Do what they say and not as they do
Or do we have a right to choose

Let me hear you sound off
Let them know how you feel
If the anger inside is real
Long before the bridges are burned
The powers to be are going to hear your words
Have you been heard
Have you been walking around this world misunderstood
Have you been heard
You got to take back what you know is yours
Let me hear you sound off

I hope you get the message loud and clear
We will never disappear
We will ask the questions you fear
Its the only thing you'll hear

Sound off
Let them know how you feel
If the anger inside is real
Long before the bridges are burned
The powers to be are going to hear your words
Have you been heard
Have you been walking around this world misunderstood
Have you been heard
You got to take back what you know is yours
Let me hear you sound off

Lyrics- under the weather

Emergency-Paramore

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong
'Cause I won't stop holding on

So are you listening?
So are you watching me?

If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong
'Cause I won't stop holding on

This is an emergency
So are you listening?

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

It's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
To talk about it

'Cause I've seen love die way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
I've seen you cry way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive

So you give up every chance you get
Just to feel new again

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

And you do your best to show me love
But you don't know what love is

So are you listening?
So are you watching me?

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

It's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
To talk about it

'Cause I've seen love die way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
I've seen you cry way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive

These scars, they will not fade away

No one cares to talk about it, talk about it

'Cause I've seen love die way too many times
When it deserved to be alive
I've seen you cry way too many times
When you deserve to be alive, alive

~Message from Me~

Ok, so i was going through and rewatching the PLL episodes, and I have found a new contestant for my favorite singers. Rachel Diggs. Seriously, she is awesome! I was watching the episode Pilot and at the end they played one of her songs and i was like "I really like this song" so i looked it up  and i listened to some other songs by her and was like wow. She is a great singer. Seriously, you all need to listen to her sometime. 

Outta be my theme song ;)

Everybody Loves Me -OneRepublic

Well hail Caesar's shadow in my backseat 
And her friends all standin' right in front of me
Worldwide from the Cimmerron to Turkey 
Open up, said everybody loves me 


And you dont have to make a sound 
'Cause we got what you need
What you need 


Got love for all the people that have warned 
Got love all your sentimental virtue 
Eight balls for the takers that'll make you 
Lay cards for all the lovers that'll hate you 

And you dont have to make a sound 

They got what you need

What you need 

Make you say OH my! 

Feels just like I dont try 

Looks so good I might die 

All I know is everybody loves me 

Head down 

Swinging to my own sound 

Flashes in my face now

All I know is everybody loves me 

Everybody loves me 

Well I pray the music dont stop till I turn grey 

Stars forever like John Sousa never fade 

He had a beautiful child , named her Desiree 

Hope I'm remembered for the things that I never made 

'Cause you dont have to make a sound 

They got what you need

Make you say OH my! 

Feels just like I dont try 

Looks so good I might die 

All I know is everybody loves me 

Head down 

Swinging to my own sound 

Flashes in my face now

All I know is everybody loves me 

Everybody loves me 

Everybody, everybody, 

oh everybody , everybody 

Don't need my health 

Got my name, got my wealth 

I stare at the sun 

Just for kicks all by myself 

I loose track of time

So i might be past my prime 

But I'm feeling oh-so-good

Yeah 

OH my! 

Feels just like I dont try 

Looks so good I might die 

All I know is everybody loves me 

Head down 

Swinging to my own sound 

Flashes in my face now

All I know is everybody loves me 

Everybody loves me 

Oh I said everybody. everybody 

Don't you know who you are 

 I said everybody. everybody

Whoa

Check it out!!!

Im doing a lot of updates on my other blog Deranged Writing Inkorporated. Heres a sample of what is to come. 


Poem 


We met the end too abruptly
Never would have worked, you and me
Now Im out with a friend or two
Anything to get my mind off you 
Inside myself for way too long
Then I realize i know this song
A cute man walks up, invites me to the dance floor
Why not? My heart cant possibly hurt more
I follow blindly, then we begin to swirl
Im lost in the beat my world in a whirl 
I loose myself to forget your face 
The song takes me to a better place 
The music ends, and I come to
I look, up, the man is you


For more suspenseful twists and turns, check out the blog!!  

Lyrics of the day

Things are looking up, oh finally!
I thought I'd never see the day when you smile at me.
We always pull through
oh when we try,
I'm always wrong but you're never right.
You're never right!


Honestly, can you believe we crossed the world while it's asleep?
I'd never trade it in, cuz I've always wanted this!
It's not a dream anymore! Ohhh..
It's not a dream anymore! It’s worth fighting for.


Could have given up so easily
I was a few cheap shots away from the end of me
Taken for granted, almost everything that I would have died for
Just yesterday,
Just yeterday


Honestly, can you believe we crossed the world while it's asleep?
I'd never trade it in, cuz I've always wanted this!
It's not a dream anymore! Ohhh..
It's not a dream anymore! It’s worth fighting for.


God knows the world doesn’t need another band, (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
But what a waste it would’ve been! (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
I can't believe we almost hung it up (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
We're just getting started (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)


Honestly, can you believe we crossed the world while it's asleep?
I'd never trade it in, cuz I've always wanted this!
It's not a dream anymore! Ohhh..
It's not a dream anymore! It’s worth fighting for.


I can't believe we almost hung it up (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
We're just getting started (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
I can't believe we almost hung it up (whoo-oa, whooo-oa!)
We're just getting started
We're just getting started.

Lyrics of the day

Bruno Mars-Again

Hands over my head thinking what else could go wrong?
Wouldve stayed in bed, how can a day be so long?
Never believed that things happen for a reason
But how this turned out, you moved all my doubts, oh believe
That for you Ill do it all over again
Do it all over again
All I went through, led me to you
So Id do it all over again
For you

I missed the first train, stood out in the rain, all day
Little did I know
When I caught the next train, there you were to sweep me away
Guess thats what I've waited for
Never believed that things happened for a reason
But how this turned out, you moved all my doubts, oh believe
That for you Ill do it all over again
Do it all over again
All I went through, led me to you
So Id do it all over again

(Ohh) Who ever thought a day gone so wrong, would turn out so lovely
Im so glad I found you
Even though the day went so wrong, I wouldnt change a thing (yeah, yeah, oh Ill do it)
Ill do it all over again
Do it all over again
All I went through, led me to you
So Ill do it all over again (yeah, yeah ohh)
Ill do it all over again (Id do it all over, Id do it all over)
Do it all over again (Id do it all over for you, for you)
all I went through, led me to you (all I went through, it led me to you)
so Id do it all over again (over again)

Who ever thought a day gone so wrong, could turn out so lovely ohh
Who ever thought a day gone so wrong, could turn out so lovely

Lyrics of the day

Renfue — Dancing With A Liar

I'm caught dancing with a liar
You said you could never behave
I thought you could take me higher
I know things will never ever change

Will you walk with me through this
Will you talk to me through this
Cause I love you but I hate you
I want you but I don't so it's over

Across the room, across the room
Fevered this love affair
Across the room, across the room
My heart is

I'm caught, you're caught, we're caught
Dancing with a liar
I'm caught, you're caught, we're caught
Dancing

Tangled feelings of knowing you
Tell me I could just come clean
Never wanted to fall for you
This phase I have claimed obscene

Will you walk with me through this
Will you talk to me through this
Cause love you but I hate you
I want you but I don't so it's over

Across the room, across the room
Fevered this love affair
Across the room, across the room
My heart is all I bare (2x)

I'm caught, you're caught, we're caught, dancing with a liar

Woah(2x)
Across the room (2x)

I'm caught, you're caught, we're caught
Dancing with a liar
I'm caught you're caught we're caught
Dancing
My heart is all I bare (4x)
(Yeah)
I'm caught you're caught we're caught dancing with a liar

Quote

So, i found this quote that sums up exactly what Im thinking.

" God grant me the courage not to give up what I think is right even though I think it is hopeless."

Lyrics of the day

I'm feeling old school Papa Roach today, and I listened to this today.... and yesterday, so I have this stuck in my head.

Getting Away With Murder by Papa Roach

Somewhere beyond hapiness and sadness
I need to calculate what creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishment
And your the master, and I am waiting for disaster

I feel irrational, so confrontational
To tell the truth I am getting away with murder
It is impossible to never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder

Getting away, getting away, getting away

I drink my drink and I don't even want to
I think my thoughts when I don't even need to
I never look back cause I don't even want to
And I dont need to, because I'm getting away with murder

I feel irrational, so confrontational
To tell the truth I am getting away with murder
It is impossible to never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder

Getting away, getting away, getting away
Getting away, getting away, getting away
Getting away, getting away, getting away
Murder

Somewhere beyond hapiness and sadness
I need to calculate what creates my own madness
And I'm addicted to your punishments
And I'm your master, and I am craving this disaster

I feel irrational, so confrontational
To tell the truth I am getting away with murder
It is impossible to never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder

Getting away, getting away, getting away

I feel irrational, so confrontational
To tell the truth I am getting away with murder
It is impossible to never tell the truth
But the reality is I'm getting away with murder

Surprise!!

So, with all the crap thats been going on lately, I've been pretty moody. Which, I realize, is not fun for anyone else. Therefore, I've decided to do something that is totally against my personality; not let everyone else suffer for one person's mistake. In other words, I've decided to be determined to make this a good day despite what may (or may not) happen. I even got up early and sang along to several random fun songs for the hell of it. Nobody's getting me down!
And I admit, through the heartbreak and panic, one good thing has come out of it. I'm writing more than ever. It may not be top quality, but for the first time in two years I'm actually doing things that I enjoy doing again.

Lyrics of the Day

Jason Derulo- Ridin' Solo

Yeeeee yeeeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm feeling like a star, you can't stop my shine, I'm loving cloud nine, my head's in the sky,
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm ridin solo, sooloooo.

Yeah, I'm feeling good tonight, finally doing me and it feels so right, oh,
Time to do the things I like, going to the club, everything's alright, oh,

Noone to answer to, Noone is cool, are you ? , No.
And since I got the hold of me, I'm living life now that I'm free, yeah,

Telling me to get my shit together, now I got my shit together, yeah,
Now I made it through the weather, better days are gonna better
I'm so sorry that it didn't work out, I'm moving on,
I'm so sorry but it's over now, the pain is gone,

I'm putting on my shades to cover up my eyes,
I'm jumpin in my ride, I'm heading out tonight,
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.
I'm feeling like a star, you can't stop my shine, I'm loving cloud nine, my head's in the sky.
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.

Now I'm feeling how I should, never knew single could feel this good, oh,
Stop playing miss understood, back in the game, who knew I would, oh,
So fly, time to spread my wings, loving myself makes me wanna sing, oh,
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Telling me to get my shit together, now I got my shit together, yeah,
Now I made it through the weather better days are gonna get better
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I'm so sorry that it didn't work out, I'm moving on,
I'm so sorry but it's over now the pain is goooone,

I'm putting On my shades to cover up my eyes,
I'm jumping in my ride, I'm heading out tonight,
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.

I'm feeling like a star, you can't stop my shine, I'm loving cloud nine, my head's in the sky.
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.
Riding solo, soooooloooo, yeah, it's like S... O... L... O... S... O... L... O... S... O... L... O...
Living my life aint got stress nomore,

I'm putting on my shades to cover up my eyes,
I'm jumping in my ride, I'm heading out tonight,
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.

I'm feeling like a star, you can't stop my shine, I'm loving cloud nine, my head's in the sky.
I'm solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.
I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo, sooloooowoooo.

It's 2009, I'm riding solo, sooloooo, I'm riding solo, sooloooo.

Never been

I just saw the word Singapore, and thought of one thing:



Yup. Pirates of the Caribbean :)


"I would never have thought of that" 
"Clearly, you've never been to Singapore"

NEWS ALERT!!

Two things:


1. i am dying to watch the finale of pretty little liars! its killing me to have to wait till tomorrow when its on NOW! AHHH!


and now thats outta way...


2. IM STARTING A NEW BLOG!!!


thats right. ive decided to devote a blog specifically for my writing. :D
Check it out:
http://derangedwriting.blogspot.com/

Guess what today is...!!!

         I'll give you a hint --> 

The finale of this season of PRETTY LITTLE LIARS!!!!! WOOOO! Man, Im excited (If you cant tell :) )!

Top 10 Best Parts:
1. Hannah slapping Jenna ! (haha) (she shouldnt have given her glasses back-if you're gonna do something do it right!)
2. Spencer and Toby!
3. Spencer getting trapped in the fun house
4. Spencer's story about how she ran away
5. Hannah telling Aria to make a fake profile to spy on Jackie
6. "Fool me once, shame on you, fool my best friend and you're dead freaking meat." (Hannah)
7.  "Those guys have a way of making 2+2=5" (Toby)
8.  "If you put on jeans, it would be stalking" (Spencer)
9.  Finding out Toby is innocent
10. When Caleb gets attacked with pepper spray by the girls when they find him in the school

I wanna know:
1. Who killed Alison?  
2. Who is A???
3. Who took the key to Ezra's appartment.
4. Why does A hate the girls?
5. Why does A hate Spencer and Hannah in particular?

What have we learned today??...

Me: She allows for no creativity."
Kelley: "This is creative writing, right? Oh the irony!"

More Videos?? YOU decide!!

Ok, I've made one video so far,and i have an idea for another. If you liked the first one, let me know, and also  send me more song suggestions and i will make videos for them as well! Also, more are coming sooner than you think, so check back for those!

Cheers!,
~Ashley :) <3

Hi! My name is who? My name is what? My name is *SLIM SHADY!!!!!*

Well, i was bored and decided to make a video for my favorite song by the best rapper ever-Eminem!! I'm praying it  works!! Anyways, ENJOY!

(Warning-there is profanity. It is Eminem after all! )

*The Battle of Shiloh*

This is a project i did a while back.

*The Battle of Shiloh by Ashley Turner :)*

Peace Out

Well theres only one thing i want right now-MY OWN PLACE!!!!  Its driving me insane. I want a place where i can do homework and work on my writing (particularly my novel) in peace. oh, and it has to at least have an attic bedroom with a skylight. Some people aim high, i just want some peace. 

If i hear my name being yelled again, im going to scream!

In case you're wondering...

This is a "flying furnal".



Alright, so its a flying squirrel, so sue me :)

The Flying Furnal :)

"Who gives a flying"-she glanced at Milo before finishing her question with a nonsense word instead of a vilgarity- "furnal."

"whats a flying furnal?" Milo asked.

"A kind of squirrel."

"You mean it has wings?" Milo asked.

"No, it has air bladders."

"What do you mean, air bladders?"

"inflatable sacs under its skin."

"It doesn't fly. What it must do-it must just float"

"It can fly."

"But air bladders, no wings-its a squirrel blimp."

"blimps fly. They have an engine and a big propeller behind the passenger gondola."

"Squirrels don't have engines."

"No, but once it inflates its bladders, the furnal kicks its hind feet very fast, like a swimmer, and propells itself foward."

"Mom, he's doing it again. Dad's lying."

"He's not lying. He's exercising the strong and limber inagination of a fine novelist."

"Yeah? Whats the difference from lying?"

"Lies hurt people. Imagination makes life more fun."

"Like right now. I'm imagining Shearman Waxx being attacked and killed by a flying furnal with rabies."

~ Relentless by Dean Koonts :)

I H.A.T.E people. Period. the end.

WARNING: I HAVE LOST ALL CHEERINESS. 

Obviously, i have a lot to say today. 

1. People can be so hateful. who in the world says i wasnt talking to you and gives you a dirty look just because somebody asks them what in the world they're talking about?! I mean, really? totally unnecessary. 

2. Who the heck says i love you, treats you like gold for two years, then turns around and does the one thing that will hurt you most, and then straightens up a year later and acts sort of interested in you again. Make up your mind already, because it sucks being jerked around. 

2.1. LOVE SUCKS!^

3. Dear teachers,

Lay off the homework and other assignments. And go easier on the grading, 

 ~A severely stressed and upset student

4. I hate how my retarded english class is so hateful and stupid (except my best friend, who is awesome minus the seal murdering (no not really for you overzealous readers; inside joke). 

And i have just one question: why me??

FYI: Im ALWAYS right!

So i was right when i said that someone was caught today after the lockdown and search. Remember kids, just say no!

After all these recent procedure drills, i just have one question: what about hurricanes and tsunamis?  After all, we had the tornado drill because apparently they can cross the Appalachian Mtns. So why not prepare for the hurricanes and tsunamis? I mean, look at poor Japan. They were prepared! Nice and Orderly. I mean, it could happen...
Lets be reasonable, people!

Oh my! :)

Well. So far we're having a lockdown practice. level 3 (i have no idea what that is but it sounds important!). Now they're doing a drug check. i'd say theres a couple people here freaking out about it (haha). And its still early! (< insert fist pump here :) )Today's gonna be an interesting day! Looking foward to later :D

 

Japan

 YIKES!
 Look at all that water!!

Talk about drool-worthy!

I really, positively, absolutely want this car!! 


In case you didnt know, this is the '08 Aston Martin Vanquish!!!!!!!! 

Yea so what

One thing that i am very passionate about is my writing. And i have created a new short story today :) 
Enjoy!! :)

Saved by Virtue             

A Buddhist monk was sent by the Buddha to spread his teachings in the United States. He traveled the country teaching the word of the Buddha and converting many of those who were lost. After working his way east from Seattle, Washington and finishing his duty in Tallahassee, Florida, he traveled to New York to finish his journey. He was a model monk, virtuous and moral; all of the things that his fellow Chinese people back home held in high esteem.  It was for this reason that this monk was chosen by the Buddha for the extremely prodigious task of traveling and teaching how to live a virtuous life. As he walked down a sun drenched street, taking in the bustling people in neat suits carrying briefcases, going about their daily business, a man come out of the dark alley that was wedged in between two black graffiti-decorated buildings that were considerably shorter than the skyscrapers that cast their giant shadows on them from across the street. He flew into the monk and knocked him to the grimy sidewalk. He was dressed in black from head to toe, wearing a trench coat and a ski mask. The unknown man placed one knee on the monk’s chest and pulled out a gun, which he pointed to his prisoner’s temple. In the distance, cars streaked by in a blur, oblivious to the injustice underway right beneath their noses.

            “Give me all yo’ money! I said ‘Give me yo’ money!’ the robber boomed, enunciating every bit of his last words. The monk just stared at him with a blank expression.  The robber impatiently cocked his gun and gave a smirk, clearly expecting full compliance from the monk. The monk slowly reached and pulled out the ten yuans he had collected for his monastery.

            “It isn’t much,” the monk explained humbly, “but you may have it.” The robber snatched them greedily from the monk’s hands.

            “I’ll make you a deal. What makes you tick?” the robber demanded, examining the plainly-dressed monk from head to toe with a quizzical look, as he tried to assess the answer to his question through observations.

            “Serving the Buddha and teaching others his way,” the monk answered faithfully. The robber stared at the flashy lights of capitalism beaming  from Times Square and looked thoughtful for a moment before responding.

            “Hmm. These look valuable. Renounce Buddha and I will give you five of these things back.”

            “I cannot do that. I believe in him and cannot lie. The yuans are not worth that.”

            The robber heard sirens bearing down on the dark alley and turned to run away from his virtuous victim, when he ran smack into a thin hand held out by a serene and peaceful looking figure, who towered over him. 

       “Who are you?” the robber trembled.

            “I am the Buddha. And you shall be punished for eternity for your crimes and immoral lifestyle,” the Buddha replied calmly. He turned to the monk. “You, my faithful monk, shall be rewarded for your loyalty and virtue. You shall be made a saint,” he declared, his voice now dripping with warmth and love. The saint and the robber watched him vanish, seeing only the bright lights of the city once more.

            The Buddha was true to his word, as was expected of him. After his death, the robber was sent to the sixteenth layer of hell, the Mountain of Flames, where he spent eternity surrounded in the inferno. The virtuous monk was made into a saint and was respected from then on, wherever he went.                         

Godsmack 4 Life-FIRST POST

Hey fellow bloggers! :) Since this is gonna be about anything and everything, I'm gonna start out with my favorite topic, the best band EVER; GODSMACK!!! there will never possibly be a better band. It says something when they're the only band around that I have every (and yes i do mean EVERY- since day 1) song theyve ever made, plus Sully's memoir, plus his solo album. Some say im obsessed, i prefer to call it a dedicated fan :)

Faves by them: 

Stress 

Keep Away

Livin' In Sin                                                
Bleeding Me       

Mistakes 

                                     Temptation

                                     Situation 

                                     Goin' Down

                                     Changes