1197554's blog: "Plot-Two"

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Personal. Private. Protected.
I had two out of three.
Slander? Slaughtered reputation? Sorry.
But not quite.


So from what I've learned from 2007, these are the rules for 2008:

-If it requires asking Lucian for advice, don't do it.
-Don't get involved with guys in the army.
-Don't get involved with jerks. Period.
-Don't drink wine, especially at the barn.
-Don't open the box until you're 25.
-Don't date online, or long distance.
-Don't party if you have to get up early the next morning.
-Learn from mistakes.
-Trust your instincts.


To be put on a pedestal,
legs crossed and hands folded.
To have an adoring audience,
to be pushed into perfection.

To have a personal makeup artist,
touch-ups on smeared mascara,
as it leaves black lines on your face,
to taste your own tears, your demise.

To taste unfaithful words you spit,
into meaningless puddles on the ground,
to kick into new patterns, formations,
to never once actually apologize.

To wear your crown, silver-steel,
to match emotionless eyes,
a book no one can ever read,
too afraid to turn the page.

So when the hand hits twelve,
when do you get to change back?
So is this who you wanted to be,
or is it just who you've become?

Happy 2008..

Take Note:
It's 3AM.
I'm bored out of my mind.
And sarcastic doesn't even being to cover the mood I'm in.
Therefore, this survey is...well.. it's an interesting read. Enjoy kiddies.

Wrath
Who did you last get angry with?
Some homeless dude on the street.

What is your weapon of choice?
Whatever I can find, usually an elderly person.

Would you hit a member of the opposite sex?
Only with a heavy object.

How about the same sex?
After a few drinks, anything is possible.

Who was the last person who got really angry at you?
Probably that homeless dude I beat with the old dude.

What is your pet peeve?
People breathing my air.

Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily?
Depends on how horny I am really.

Sloth
What is one thing you're suppose to do daily that you haven't?
Not run over children.

What is the latest you've ever woken up?
10pm or so

Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't?
Santa clause

What is the last lame excuse that you made?
"Ma'am, your son ran out in front of my car repeadely!"

Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through?
Only if I was in the process of masturbating to it.

How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock this morning?
None...I have nothing for this one.

Gluttony
What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice?
Monster Energy, or Hong Kong hooker urine

Are you a meat eater?
Yes, but I only eat vegitarians.

What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event?
Enough.

Are you comfortable with your drinking and eating habits?
This is a dumb question.

Do you enjoy candy and sweets?
So is this one.

Which do you prefer: sweets, salty foods or spicy foods?
Spicy, fool.

Have you ever looked at a small house pet or child and thought, "lunch"?
No, but I have thought "I could bluggin a child with that!"

Greed
How many credit cards do you own?
One, but I stole like 12 or so.

If you had a million dollars, what would you do with it?
Show it to people and brag...then murder them and pay off the cops.

Would you rather be rich or famous?
This is just stupid.

Would you accept a boring job if it meant that you would make megabucks?
I work a boring job and make shit, thus I sell my body.

Pride
What's one thing that you have done that you're most proud of?
I let myself touched myself in front of a mirror.

What's one thing you have done that your parents are most proud of?
Letting myself touch myself in front of a mirror.

What thing would you like to accomplish late in your life?
Become king of canada.

Do you get annoyed by coming in second place?
Sometimes, but then I remember that I kick ass.

Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors?
No, but I should.

Have you ever cheated to get a better score?
No, but I did kill everyone that did better than me.

What did you do today that you're proud of?
My hair.

Lust
How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies, family, strippers, locker rooms)?
A lot.

How many people have seen you naked (not counting physicians, doctors, family, locker rooms, or when you were a young child)?
Even more...I enjoy running around Wal-mart naked. What?!

Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a person of your chosen sex during a normal conversation?
There is no conversation if I am staring. Oh yeah.

What is your favorite body part of a person of your gender choice?
Either eyes, or the the wrinkly skin on the elbow.

Have you ever had sexual encounters (including kissing/making out) with multiple persons?
Yes, but they happened to be comatose at the moment.

Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute?
Hell no, I proposition them.

Envy
What item of your friends would you most want to have for your own?
Their skull, so I can eat cereal out of it.

Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces" with?
Vladimir Putin

If you could be anyone who existed in the world, who would you be?
Batman, or that skank muffin I always see in the mirror.

Have you ever been cheated on?
Well one time I caught myself with someone else. I was heart broken.

Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own?
No, you can't improve on perfection, fool.

What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself?
None, except maybe not be so awesome. Sometimes I feel bad for other people.

What deadly sin...
Do you do the most often?
Wrath

Do you do the least often?
Envy, I just kick too much ass. Damn!

Is your favorite to act on?
Lust and wrath at the same time with a little bit of pride and gravy.

I'll admit, I've never been too excited about either site. I'm trying to make up my mind about which I'd rather keep. Therefore, sounds like a list of Pro's and Con's is needed. MySpace: - Cons Unneeded Drama. Tom. - Pros I can keep in touch with my underage friends and family. Bands / Music. Neater / Cleaner Looking. Able To Do More With My Layout. Fubar: - Cons Lots Of Fucking Drama. People Who Bitch About Judgment Yet Still Go Out And Rate People / Hypocrites. "NSFW" Crap. "Do You Like Older Cock" Remarks (Comments/Shouts/Messages). Rate Whores (i.e.- Rate/Fan Me And I'll Do The Same For You!!). Adults That Act Like Children, And Spell Like Them Too. Retarded HTML Used For The Changing Of Profiles / Lack Of Being Able To Change My Profile To Where It Doesn't Look All "Doom & Gloom". - Pros Well, I can't think of any Pros. I suppose I'm taking my leave then. ---- Don't tell me that MySpace is for kiddies. It's as much for adults as it is for high schoolers. I have little to no respect for this site, let alone most of the people on it. Granted, I've met maybe five people tops on here who have shown that they do indeed have a brain, with thoughts, views, plans, opinions and hopes. While most of the people have just shown their bodies and lack of self-respect. But that's just how I see it. I refuse to sit here and watch adults, the people who have the most power in the world at this point in time with the voting system's, send me messages that have photos of their genitalia in them. I'm highly disappointed. When my friend told me to join this site, I thought I would find more people with well thought-out opinions and beliefs. I thought I would find maturity. Instead all I found were little kids and teenagers trapped in the bodies of adults.

Sit back, no song is written, nothing you thought of yourself. It's just a ghost that came unbidden to this house. This infection gets stronger every year, this seed in the water of your tear, there is no escaping it. This seed in the water of your tear. The way an unborn baby's ear unfolds in your belly, this infection gets stronger every year. This direction of a tear rolling down your cheek, and there is no escaping it. There is no escaping the thing that is making its home in your radio. Bless this tiny alley; we have fallen, from tall buildings we have fallen through the air into a garden sweetly smelling of the softest sleeping flowers (now they sit under the sidewalk, now they're waiting for the shining of some future sun to show us all that is your beauty and all that brings you pleasure); I could sigh into your hide and say "I hope I'm here forever, but black sheep boy--with your lovers, with your list of favorite pillows, with your list of missing children, with the wall where you drew windows overlooking hidden gardens cut apart by jagged mountains (climbing up into the air and crumbling down into a fountain where the water waits forever, like a quite, distant treasure)--when you rise up to recover, when you leave this tiny alley, when you meet me in the garden with your horns all hung with cedar, every spirit brushing past me brushing past them in the ether screams 'all this is window dressing, all you are is flimsy curtains; watch you flame up with a word from us and don't know that you're burning.'" ----- "Another Radio Song." That song, is perfectly amazing. I can't recall the last time a song has changed my mood so easily.