I guess it's either just me, or everyone else, but I really don't get it. wtf.
it seems like whenever I do something, the world falls apart, and things just get ruined. >.< Fuck it. I give up. What the fuck ever. I don't care anymore, and whatever happens, happens. Let the day roll on. I feel like I could take a bullet on right now, cause dammit I wouldn't care if one hit me square in the forehead. God Damn, people just piss me off. A fuckin' lot. Get the fuck out of my face, and go play in a giant pit of lions with some meat tied to your ass. And your God damned face.
And, while you're at it--drink some cyanide and pretend it's kool-aid, so that you don't have problems taking the burns. I throw up my arms, raise the white flag, pull over to the ditch, and lay down in the middle of the hallway. I GIVE UP.

And now I ask you, what would you do if I meant it?
If you care...what do you have to say to me?
...Anything at all?

I found this very much amusing...lol
So me and my friend Nahteh were texting. And...yeah this is the weirdest convo ever hahaha here goes:

Nahteh: Hey
Me: Nahteh!!! What's up!
Nahteh: nm, I got a ? for u
me: Alright, :) shoot
Nahteh: be honest, do you masturbate?
Me: WHAT?! NOOO bwahahahahaha
nahteh: rlly? cause someone told me u did
me: BWAHAHAHAHA nooo who told you that?!
nahteh: tony I think
me: HAHAHAHAHAHA well I dunno where he got THAT from
nahteh: so its not true? cause i dont care if it is
me: nooo it's not true hahahahahahahaha
nahteh: idk
me: That made my day, nice one...lol
nahteh: Idk I think its true
me: BWAHAHAHAHA nooo it's not! lol Tony asked you that?!
nahteh: I think
me: HA! HAHAHA!
nahteh: what
me: I'm laughing like a hyeena right now
nahteh: why
me: because, I totally didn't expect that LOL
nahteh: lol


WTF HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA

Lyric of the day!
If you had the blood to bleed, would you bleed it for me?
But if you had no blood to bleed, you could take it from me...

Quote of the day
Don't interrupt me when I'm talking to the dog

SONG of the day, instead of lyric of the day!
I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Eleanor Rigby, picking up rice in a church where a wedding has been,
lives in a dream...
waits by the window, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door,
who is it for?
For the lonely people...
where do they all come from?
All the lonely people,
where do they all belong?

Father McKensie, writing down words for a sermon that no one will hear,
no one comes near...
look at him working, knotting his socks in the night when there's nobody there,
what does he care?
For the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Eleanor Rigby, died in a church and was buried along with her name...
nobody came...
Father McKensie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave,
no one was saved...
from the lonely people--where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

I look at all the lonely people...
I look at all the lonely people...

Quote of the day!
A penny for a pound

So I always have this re-occurring dream...
this particular one is where me and my dad are sitting in a restaurant called 'paradise cafe', (which is weird, because that place burned down). and, we're sitting in there, and we happen to take a seat next to a kid that was in my ENG 9 class. So we sit down, and no matter what I order, I always end up getting steak. So, when I ask for A1 sauce, the lady says I have to find some. So, I look around, and right on the table next to us, there is a bottle. so I look at my dad, and ask him to pass it to me.

"What? where?" he replies, every single time--to which finally the kid sitting next to us turns around, thinking it's funny that my dad can't see the bottle.

"Dad, the bottle!" I laugh, pointing to it.

"I don't see it...what bottle..."

"Ugh! Jeez Dad...*gets up and grabs the bottle*"

and then I wake up laughing...o.o hahaha I don't know what to make of it, but it's weird.

Lyric of the day
Raise your sword, up high!

Quote of the day
A ship is safe in the port, but that is not what a ship is for

Lyric of the day
Nothin' inbetween to fall through--I'm being myself, who are you?

Quote of the day
-We goin' to Idaho!
=Youdaho?!
-...no, Idaho...
=*smirk* YEAH! YOU ARE DA HO!

Lyric of the day
Been spendin' way too long on the times we missed

Quote of the day
If you can't say anything nice, then come and sit by me

Lyric of the day
Forget the hearse 'cause I never died!
I've got nine lives!

Quote of the day
You can't send a lame dog to the race.

Hi again. Since I still can't sleep, i'm gonna write another story. Here we go again!

Story time

In a land where dinasaurs were eating people because they existed, one day a polar bear decided seals weren't tasty anymore. So he gnawed his way through a strange looking brush that for some reason was in the middle of the icy surroundings, and ended up biting a very large rock and breaking his tooth. A whale happened to hear the squeal of this mammal, and decided to have a look-see. So he flopped his way up onto the icy shore near the strange brush, and tilted his big old weird head as he stared at the white, crying monster.
  "What's your problem?" he asked the polar bear. Polar bear sniffled, and wiped his nose.
  "I broke my tooth on a rock. And it HURT." he declared, letting out a tremendous wail.
  "...You're a baby. Go away and stop your crying." the sea creature demanded, flopping backwards into the water again, and swimming away. That hurt Polar bear's feelings, and he cried even harder; waddling his way through the brush again. Then, he bumbed into a big long-neck dinasaur; who could hear this sad bear crying, and glanced down from so many feet in the air.
  "What's wrong?" she asked, in a very kind voice. Polar bear sniffled again, and wiped his nose for the second time.
  "I bit a rock, and broke my tooth." he whimpered. The long-neck frowned, and shook her head.
  "Well, well...that's not a wise thing to do. When you bit the rock, surely it wasn't for food--why did you bite it?"
  "I don't know..." Polar bear whined. "I don't like the taste of seal anymore. So I wanted to try something new."
  "Well that was unwise. Don't do that again. Never try new things." she advised, nodding once, and then stomping away ungracefully. The polar bear nodded, and from then on, he ate seal--even if he didn't like the taste of it. He never tried to do anything new again. 
That's why animals are animals, and humans are humans. Because across the ice, humans were learning a bunch of new things. Like how to hunt polar bear after all of the seal started to become "gone". Maybe Polar bear should've eaten something else besides just seal. He was too stupid to even try eating fish. And as for the stupid long-neck? She and her whole species became extinct for obeying such a stupid rule. What a stupid polar bear. And dinasaur. THE END.

Oh my, this is getting worse and worse o.o

Alright, so I feel way too sick and my head hurts way too much for me to sleep. Sooo here I am, sitting in bed, with the laptop on my lap, and my feet are hot. I am very uncomfortable; and we ran out of tylenol. I can't take ibeoprophen, because it eats the lining of my stomach, so now, I'm sitting here in pain. And, I'm writing this in here, because I have nothing better to do. So, I'll make up a story to keep myself sane.

story time

once upon a time, there was a little boy that didn't know how to tie his shoes. His mother and father tried repeatedly to help him, and even went to the extent of getting him books on 'how to tie your shoes'. The little boy couldn't do it, and after three months of non-stop attempts, finally, the little boy's mother confronted a psychiatrist about it.
The psychiatrist simply responded, "Maybe your kid is slow."
The mother, not wanting to believe that, slammed the door on her way out, in an angry huff. The father went to the same man, the next day, and recieved the same reply. "Your kid is slow." the Psychiatrist explained. The boy's father was angry, but he didn't slam the door on the way out. The mother, waiting for her husband in the car, started to complain and groan about this stupid psychiatrist, and after ten minutes of being in the car with her; the husband decided he'd had enough. So, he drove the car into a ditch and the damned thing exploded, and like fifty people died.
Too much stress, maybe?
Probably.
so what happened to the kid?
nothing--the parents were slow. They were trying to teach a damned puppy how to tie his shoes.

End

Quote of the day
Don't throw out the baby with the bath water

Lyric of the day
There is love, burning to find you--will you wait for me?

quote of the day
You know, no one's ever been shot by a loaded gun...

Lyric of the day
There's a stain on my hand, and it's red...

Quote of the day
Hey mister Devil, since you're damned and all...
You wanna ask the Lord why he gave me a retarded guardian angel?! When I fell off of the cliff, he was supposed to catch me--not pray for me!

Lyric of the day
I shot the hooker!

Quote of the day
Oh shit,---I mean stuff! Oh damn, I gotta delete that! fuck!!

Lyric of the day
I pray you've heard the words I've spoken...