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Sunday, February 27, 2005

»maybe im should quit xanga.


Monday, February 14, 2005

happy valentines day!
im still wondering though..why did the leadership class give out carnations..its cheap and its a fucking funeral flower..wth? i can understand the cheap part since our skool is so freaking ghetto buh funeral flowers on valentines day..haha great job guys.

anyways..

hung out with sachi yesterday lol id still have to say shadae is the funniest person ever:
xll SaYuRi llx: so when i turn 18 i will buy some cigarettes....and give them to a bum
xll SaYuRi llx: cuz bums love cigarettes
xll SaYuRi llx: and i love bums
(you even love the bum that spit on me? >_< you were der..you saw dat nasty thang..)
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xll SaYuRi llx: i dance kool!! id be a stripper if i wouldnt fall off the pole
(yeah you dance kool its like dork buh hot..like hyde lol)

happy birthday you weirdo.

is that all i have to say? uhmm..i think..yes. maybe wait no. if you guys hate it when i talk about jrock dont waste your time reading this. gackts requiem live. is the fucking best. i so in love with rebirth album now. i miss masa and ren..T-T i hate you guys for leaving..i relli miss malice mizer too..kami..i miss youuuu~..happy belated birthday to YOU(the guitar and violin in gackt band) also. oh yeah and laruku's semi-new song killing me kicks ass. you all shud listen to it. you sexy mother fucker hyde! oh wait sexy mother fucker is jeromey..hahahaha i loved your happy birthday to you in flip! it was so kool..im amazed! i can sing it in chinese..lol anyways have you all heard about laruku changing their name to like P'unk~en~Ciel? its crazy now. tetsu is the new lead on guitar (stealing all the fame from hyde..FUCKER!), hyde and yukihiro i think are switching on and off on guitar and bass, uhmmm and ken is playing drums now. im pretty sure dats how it is. lol well yeah..im kinda pissed hydes not lead. buh w.e tetsu has a good voice buh you know hydes the BEST! hmm is miyavi on tour? i hope he comes to california again..uhm i think thats it..wow this is a big entry..bie!


Saturday, January 22, 2005

"Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And thats what it wus all about
And his teacher gave him an A
And a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
And read it to his aunts
that was the year father tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And let sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tinny toe nails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed alot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentines signed with a row of X's
And he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And his teacher gave him an A
And asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that father tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
that was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lense and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see santa claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cryed for him to do it

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And thats what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
And a strange look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed it to her
that was the year father tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
that made him cough when he kissed her
buh he kissed her anyways
because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "There's Nothing"
because that's what it was really about
And he gave himself an A
And he slashed on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didnt think
he could reach the kitchen."


Tuesday, January 11, 2005

ah haha..fuck yeah..


Thursday, December 16, 2004

"I want him for christmas. i wanna be in love with some kid who is incredibly gorgeous but hides it because of his insecurities and has no friends because he is in his own world and is shunned by his parents because they think he is some sort of * up but isnt and is incredibly intelligent and has a way with words and listens to beautiful music and makes beautiful music and dresses beautifully (my beautiful, not yours) and does not wear that hideous black leather trench. ew. just beautiful in his own way and is perfect by all means. in my eyes anyway." is it infatuation or crush. i relli cant tell anymore. you tell me that i think i love you buh do you relli know? i guess i never really let go of you to begin with. i never got over it. just subbing in ppl as you trying to cope and let go buh have i relli? i dont know. buh you shud know. i do love you.





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