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[What's been going on lately...]
Wednesday, September 24, 2003
01:42 p.m.
Okay, guys. I think it's about time I start updating my Pita again. I have very valid reasons why I haven't been making a habit about posting about my life lately, though.
You see, a while before today, my Uncle Dan and cousin Grace had visited. Well, Grace has a drug problem. My mother, father, and uncle went out on the town doing god knows what, leaving Grace and I alone. It just so happens that Grace had brought a few... things over, leading to my experimentations. Grace had left six days after introducing me to new substances, resulting in new visions. In between those days of Grace's arrival and departure, we'd often go on 'trips' into places I had never known existed. The following days, I'd keep in touch with Grace, and she would send people over to satiate my new hunger for the illegal substances.
Days gone by, I began neglecting the things I would normally enjoy, I never spoke to any of my friends and I would go out late at night to be picked up by Grace and her friend Marty (who would later have a bigger role in my life) to go to clubs and what have you.
Well, time went on, and Marty and grew closer, to the point of having an intimate relationship and regular get togethers which would end with me on my back screaming. This was all going on behind Grace's back, you see, and she wasn't very happy when she found out. Grace had caught Marty and I in her room having one of our little get togethers on her bed, which resulted in a vicious fight between the two of us. Though Marty was only her friend, she was very possessive of him. Grace grabbed her clock radio and smacked me in the face with it, causing me to stumble against her dresser. I grabbed her jewelery box, doing the same, then tackled her, clawing at her face like a rabid cat. Marty had run out of the room, not wanting to see us fight. Grace and I continued to beat each other, bleeding all over her white carpeted floor... till she pinned me down, staring at my bloodied face. Then, suddenly, she kissed me, roughly. I was shocked and couldn't move... then I felt something sharp and cold slide against my throat in a swift motion. It hurt... and I felt liquid pouring from what I felt was a gash. Grace had distracted me, then she slit my throat. She moved off of me and began to slash at the rest of my body, but I couldn't scream for help, or scream at all. All you could hear was a disgusting gurgle as the blood spilled from my throat.
The last thing I saw was Grace cleaning off her knife... then I died.
As you can tell, I made this whole thing up. I don't even have an uncle Dan or cousin Grace. I just don't have anything to update about, so I tried to make things interesting. I've been cooking and baking alot lately though!
Man, I suck. xDDDDDDD
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[New layout!]
Wednesday, September 3, 2003
12:54 p.m.
I got tired of the last layout quickly... so here's a new one. It features Akira from Baroque. :D
I haven't gotten sleep in a while... xD; I'm hungry.
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[I have the computer in my room now. :B]
Tuesday, September 2, 2003
03:22 p.m.
I've purposely have not been updating my Pita because of the green thing in the last post.
Bwak bwak.
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[I'll make a decent update later...]
Thursday, August 21, 2003
04:18 p.m.
There. New layout. It's not very good (still), but I like it... kinda. It's good enough. xD; I also brought my tag-board back, let's hope that they start working again. >_o
I miss the green thing.
[Edit.]
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
03:48 p.m.
*points to the green thing* I added that there to make this thing interesting.
Thanks, Yuffie Bunny for the......... thing!
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[Mreh....]
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
02:26 p.m.
Okay. Here's the new layout.
Don't worry, it's not going to be like this for long, just until I feel like making a nice layout. I kind of like how painfully boring this is.
I took the Tag-Board out because Tag-Board is stupid. I might put a new commenty thing in later. Maybe a guest book, because I suck.
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[It's blank and stuff... for now.]
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
03:16 p.m.
I killed my layout because I got tired of the broken images. I'll make a new one later.
Deal with the darkness which is my soul.
MM. PUDDING.
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[Addicted-Angel [dot] net]
Monday, August 18, 2003
10:02 a.m.
I just did something stupid. I started deleting the parts of this layout thinking they were something else. >_< So, now it's broken. I don't have the pieces on my computer though, so I can't reupload them. -_-; Keipi... you need to send them to me again. :D;
In other news... I got hosted! Finally! YAY! *glomps Mitsu* ^_________^ My host is really nice. I got my site up too. :D
Look.
That's my update for the day. *flee*
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[A quick update. Of suckdom.]
Thursday, August 14, 2003
01:24 a.m.
My mother came home (for good this time) last night. It was such an emotional reunion.
Like hell it was. I looked at her, she looked at me. I went back to typing busily on my keyboard and she walked away. Whatever. About half an hour later, she and my dad were about to leave to go to the carwash. In an attempt to be motherly and caring, she looked at me and asked if I wanted anything while they were out. Conversation went as follows:
Her: Do you want anything while we're gone?
Me: Yeah.
Her: What do you want?
Me: Get me a Whopper, bitch.
Her: Did you just call me a bitch?
Me: No.
Her: Okay. You want the meal?
Me: Yeah.
Her: Okay. We'll be back in a few minutes.
Indirect disrespect, ain't it grand? And don't worry, she deserves it for being a whore and deserting her family after being a bitch, then coming back and expecting everything to be dandy like candy.
Yes... so... uh... today!
Today, my dad, my mom and myself went out for Chinese. The food sucked and the only time we spoke was when we saw a really tall and big lady walk in. She was so TALL. e_e I felt really, really small when I saw her. ._.;; Plus, the people (a man, woman, and two skater guys... or whatever) at the table next to us kept staring at me... I felt so uncomfortable. I got up to go to the bathroom and they were whispering about my boots and what I was wearing. o_O; I came back and they were staring at me like they expected me to do tricks or something. Anyway... the food at the restaurant was horrible. The waitress was pretty nice though.
The ride back home was quiet and I ate a fortune cookie. When I got home, I spoke to keipi-chan on the phone.Yes, keipi, I will cut you, chop you up, put you in a bowl, mix you with sweet things, blend you, then drink you. I'll also save the rest of you in tupperware just incase I want more later. ^_^
Ahh... what else is there to say? Oh! I made a Kirito wallpaper a few days ago. Click here to view it. It's 800x600. ^^
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[Chaotic world]
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
09:54 p.m.
Here's a survey I did.
---Body---
1. What do you most like about your body?: Honestly, I don't really favor any part of myself.
2. And least?: I feel the same about every part of me.
3. How many fillings do you have?: Two.
4. Do you think you're good looking?: I'm nothing special, but I'm decent.
5. Do other people often tell you that you're good-looking?: Yes.
6. Do you look like any celebrities?: Uhm, I've been told I do... I also have clones all over the world.
-- Fashion --
1. Do you wear a watch?: Yes. I have to wear it whenever I go out, or else I'll feel naked.
2. How many coats and jackets do you own?: Four or five.
3. Favorite pants/skirt color?: Black.
4. Most expensive item of clothing?: I'm not sure.
5. What kind of shoes do you wear?: Mudd's. I call them my Spiegels because they remind me of Spike from Cowboy Bebop.
6. Describe your style in one word: Mine.
-- Your Friends --
1. Do your friends 'know' you?: Uhm... to an extent.
2. What do they tend to be like?: Weird and out of the ordinary, but in a good way. In such a good way! x3
3. Are there traits in you that are universally liked?: I have no idea. People like to pet me?
4. How many people do you tell everything to?: One.
-- Music/TV/Film/Books --
1. Favorite band ever?: Oh, that's hard... Dir en grey.
2. Most listened to bands: Dir en grey, Plastic Tree.
3. Do you find any musicians good-looking?: Oh, that I do.
4. Can you play an instrument?: Yeah, but I'm losing touch.
5. Type of music most listened to?: Rock, Heavy Metal, and Classical.
6. Type never listened to?: I've listened to alot, but I'm sure there's genres out there I've never listened to.
7. Favorite book?: One Hundred and One ways to Cook a Fetus.
-- Underwear --
1. Ladies, do you like to wear thongs?: God, no.
4. What is the nicest colour for underwear?: Black.
5. Do you find it uncomfortable without a bra?: No.
6. Do you make it a habit of showing people your underwear?: Yes, because I'm a slut. *rolls eyes*
-- Religion --
1. Do you detest religion?: You could say.
2. How do you think this universe was formed?: My ass.
3. If you currently follow a religion, do you think people who belong to another religion are ignorant?: I don't follow a religion.
4. If you were in a hostage situation, and you were given a choice, to either praise the demon they follow or die, what would you choose?: I'd die.
-- Homosexuality --
1. What is the first thing you think when you see two gay guys or lesbians holding hands?: That's sweet, I hope they're happy.
2. Do you detest homosexuality?: No, not at all.
3. Do you agree or disagree with gay or lesbian couples bringing up children?: Agree.
-- General Questions --
1. Whom do you believe is the smartest man alive at the moment?: Mr. Snuggle-snu... oh, wait. That's my angry teddy bear.
2. What do you prefer, a sunny or rainy day?: I love rainy days.
3. Do you consider yourself lucky?: I guess... sometimes.
4. Do you feel pity for people who commit suicide?: No. I think they're stupid.
5. Choose one word to describe how you feel most often: Indifferent.
1. Do you own any plaid clothing?: Yes.
2. Do you own Converse shoes?: No.
3. Do you own Saucony shoes?: No.
4. Do you own old school Nikes?: No.
5. Do you wear tight pants? No.
6. Is there more than one zipper in your pants?: Yep.
7. Do you know what a squatter flap is?: Yes.
8. Do you own a messenger bag?: Yes.
9. Do you wear your messenger bag across your chest?: Not usually.
10. Do you own braces?: Not anymore.
11. Are braces worn anywhere besides the mouth?: Of course, like the penis brace.
12. Do you have short, shaggy hair?: Ahh... it's... uhm. Medium length.
13. Does your hairstyle exceed a height of 3 inches?: If I want it too.
14. Would you classify your hair as a deadly weapon?: Of course not, it's as tame as a lamb. *hair strangles an old woman* :D
15. Do you think mohawks are "neat"?: I think they're awesome, but I'd never have one.
16. Is your hair black or red?: Black.
17. Do you have a favorite brand of hair dye?: Not really.
18. Do you own a bandana?: Yes.
19. Do you wear plugs in your ears?: For what?
20. Are you amused by safety pins?: Oh, so very. XD
21. Have you ever used duct tape as a sewing substitute?: Nope.
22. Do you own one or more objects with studs or spikes in them?: Yes.
23. Do you own one or more articles of clothing from Dogpile, Lip Service, or Tiger of London?: I think I've own a few Lip Service stuff.
24. Do you enjoy leopard print?: On certain things.
Habits/Beliefs
25. Are you disgruntled (having a general hate for everything)?: Not really.
26. Are you an anarchist?: No.
27. Does the American flag anger you?: No, but it's a little annoying seeing people waving around their little flags in an attempt to be patriotic even though before terrorism they never gave a fuck.
28. Are you "working class"?: Ah?
29. Do you dislike "preps"?: Yes, I do. But I've met a few really nice ones.
30. Do you dislike Hot Topic?: Eh, they're so-so.
31. Do you smoke cigarettes?: No.
32. Do you smoke cloves?: No.
33. Are you a thin waif?: Aieeee--aahhhh?
34. Are you vegan/vegetarian?: No.
35. Do you think meat is murder?: Technically, it is. But I don't care.
36. Do your nighttime activites usually involve drunken underage vomiting?: No.
37. Have you ever slept in an alley or park?: No.
38. Do you wash your hair less than once a week?: No.
39. Have you ever gone a week without a shower?: Nooo...
40. Have you ever been avoided due to your odor?: No.
41. Do you know who Jack Kerouac is?: No.
42. Do you like Mr. Kerouac?: Uhm.
43. Should Mumia Abu-jamal be freed from prison?: I think you need a waffle.
44. Are you a member of the Makeout Club?: No.
45. Do you say "rad"?: No.
46. Do you say "rockin'"?: Yes, if I'm joking around.
47. Do you say punk "rawk"?: Yes, if I'm joking around.
48. Do you shout the word "oi"?: No, I say it.
49. Do you say "punk's not dead"?: No.
50. Do you say "punk is dead"?: No.
Music
51. Do you like bands with "."? I don't care.
52. Do you like bands with "theory" in their name?: I don't care.
53. Do you like bands with "the"?: I don't care.
54. Do you ever precede your own name with "the" at the beginning?: Sometimes. XD
55. Do you like bands with the F word in their name or album title?: I don't care.
56. Do you think "Christian punk" is an oxymoron?: Yes.
57. Are Blink 182 fans "posers"?: Whatever.
58. Do you have frequent debates over what exactly constitutes a sellout?: No.
59. Have you ever brought the headlining band food?: No.
60. Do you have show flyers affixed to your walls?: No.
I slept alot today.
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[It's so naked.]
Monday, August 11, 2003
08:02 p.m.
Archived!
Yep. >>;
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