[Lord Starscream]'s diary
Vice knew he shouldn’t. Really. He had been scolded enough on the subject not to know that he shouldn’t. But, he couldn’t help it. They should be thanking him. At least he didn’t leave any dishes behind for them to wash.
So, with that in mind, he felt no remorse as he opened the fridge and took out the half-full milk jug. Besides, he was sure everyone was too preoccupied with each other and their tasks to go into the kitchen in time to see him drinking the milk straight from the carton.
Shamelessly, he unscrewed the cap and lifted it to his lips with ease. The wonderfully cool liquid poured down into his mouth easily, and the tiger closed his eyes as the milk gathered over his taste buds, alerting his senses with the divine taste. Cool, refreshing, delicious. He swallowed, and he mouth was, once again, filled with the delightful liquid known as milk.
Often, Vice had found himself wondering why cats, in general, loved milk so much. But, every time he drank it, he was reminded why.
He suspected it had something to do with feeling young again, drinking from mother’s teat. Though Vice could never truly recall what his mother had looked like, he, while drinking milk, often remembered a warm, cozy place. Especially when drinking warm milk.
Vice felt pure bliss as the milk continued to flow into his mouth. However, his joy was ruined when Jack, intent on getting some Advil for her son’s terrible headache, walked into the kitchen.
“Vice!!” Surprised, Vice nearly spit out the precious liquid. His cat ears flattened on his head and his shoulders rose as he was caught in the act. Jack took the milk jug as she started to, once again, berate him for, once again, drinking from the milk jug. He watched as the woman screwed the lid back on, going on about germs and some non-sense like that, and put the nearly empty jug back in the refrigerator.
As she continued to go on about the price of milk, all he could think about was how surprised he was at how much he had ended up drinking (he had only wanted about a cup or two’s worth), and how pleasant it had tasted.
Half of the top floor had been demolished in Tsunas attempts at liberation, which only served to fuel Mukuros glee. But when Tsunas infinite patience finally snapped, he had kicked Mukuro down the elevator chute from the top floor without the elevator. Even now, he could still hear the perverted laughter echoing through his ears, haunting his dreams as Mukuro descended joyfully into the abyss. It was a universally accepted fact that the only plausible reason for Rokudo Mukuros continued survival was that the Devil didnt want him.
Tsuna would vehemently argue that Mukuro was Lucifer himself.
428
*2.57
=1099.96
1099.96/60 =18.333 Hours.
O-o If my Math is right, I've listened to "Your Gunna go Far, Kid" By the Offsprings for 18 hours, totally 428 times.
1.IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Tarzan and Jane
2. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Tear You Apart
3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Oh Oh Oh Sexy Vampire
4. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
The Sweet Escape :3
5. WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
I Don’t Care (How true that is…)
6.WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Don’t Trust Me
7. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
I Don’t Care (Feat Adam Gontier)
8. WHAT IS 2+2?
Poker Face
9. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Hot ‘N Cold (XD OMG, so true..)
10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Gives You Hell
11. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Two Weeks
12. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Strip
13. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Devilish Kidnapper
14. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Feed Good Drag
15. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
I’m Not Your Boyfriend, Baby (Probably….)
16. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
The Bird and The Worm
17. WHAT IS YOUR INTERESTS/HOBB
Go Speed Racer Go! (XD OMG)
18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Addicted.
19. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Smother Me
20. WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Blue and Yellow
21. HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Never Wanted To Dance
22. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Decode
23. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Bed of Roses
24. WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Across the Universe
25. WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Bubble Pop Electric
26. WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Grounds For Divorce
27. DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Oh Baby
28. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Freaxxx
29. WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Blue Steel
30. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS??
Foxy Foxy :3
Seeing Lavi in lecture mode was a rare occurance. In fact, Kanda had never recalled seeing Lavi in lecture mode. Frankly, it was a little scary. He talked like a teacher, who had taken drugs, and was now high.
Soooo.....:3
Hibari is finally living up to his name!
Yes, yes, our precious little yellow bettah is jumping and biting at my fingers, and he does so more then Sven. Yay! No doubt that he would have biten my finger to death if he was the real deal~
Ok, A note to Randi, I bought a new tank (actually, I really haven't BOUGHT it yet, she couldn't like my debit card, but she's got my number, and she knowns I'll be back. :3)
Note: look up Russel Peters OMG :D
Written about Monday 2009-06-15
Written: (5641 days ago)
I usually don't write crap like but...it's getting too much to bare. I just want soemone to talk to, since Randi's dangerously low on minutes...god, and mom's still pissy when I tell her that we're still charged. She doesn't fucking know. She doesn't have a clue. God, I fucking hate it sometimes, she's such a hipocrite...bu
God, it sucks, being here without Randi at least 10 feet away. I miss the inside jokes, and when I realize I'm the only one who will know those jokes (like the alligator one...ask if you want, it's not htat long a story..), I get sad. God, and to know my dad's mom must fucking hate me, when I know that my little brat cousin is so much worse then I am... Fuck, I'm tired of this shit. I don't want her to dote on me, but I don't want her to look at me as if I'm some fucking....I dunno...
At least my dad is great, even though he's been the bad guy at times. Fuck, why did they have to bring up shit when I got off the plane, when I still wasn't over leaving Randi behind? God, I hate it, when she tries so hard, when I know she does, when people don't realize that...
I want her back, but I know that this may be a great oppertunity for her. I support her decision if she stays or comes back. Mom keeps mentioning, even a day or so into our trip, that she knew Randi would come back. WTF? Even when Randi confided in me that she might not be able to stay, I wanted her to try, for the sake of trying, I knew she could do it. God, why can't anyone understand that?
I hate doing this, I hate putting this shit out here, and I know no one will ever respond to this. After all, who would? No one knows what's going on. God, I really need a hug. I need someone to talk to. I'm tired of being alone, like I used to be. Trapped in a house, wishing for true friends and not getting any farther then an aquantence.
No one here seems to know how lonely it is. Before it wasn't so bad. I just seemed to..accept that fact of being alone. But know, after a taste of what a true friendship is, after this wonderful friendship, One I've never EVER had before, with any of my so called 'friends'...it
God, I've never been so sad, and I don't know who to talk to. Who can I talk to? I don't have friends close enough, and the only one who is is down in Nevada, with a cell phone with close to nothing on it.
Sometimes I just want to be sick to take my mind off of things.
OMG WAAAANT
