August 16th, 2004
|05:21 pm - *Sniggers*|
Which Harry Potter Marauder Are You?
Okay..so..maybe my old harry potter obsession isnt dead yet. Along with the fact that one has to special order those books because South Park dosent have them...
JK Rowling isnt any fun I mean..honestly...Sirius and Remus are a couple.
*glares around, pulls hat down, hides*
Stupid childrens books...thats like...
There is no dirty talk in those books, it sucks!
As if those kids dont hear those nasty words on tv anyway...
*grumbles, crosses arms over chest, sulks*
Besides..its not like I have anything better to do...*mumble*
August 14th, 2004
|07:18 am - OOC Fun...|
Yes..OOC...I'm too lazy and or / tired to be pip at the moment O.o
Brother and girlfriend came, and left...
I'm tired as hell...and I think I've caught some damn bug..whee...
Right..so I'm back, Pips back...
We should be catching up around here soon enough...I hope -.-'
August 5th, 2004
|02:20 pm - Well isnt this just crap...|
My 'caregivers' have begun to figure that I spend far too much time on this computer...of course, they cannot look at how well I type or anything like that..no they must pick at every small thing.
As such, they are putting a 'filter' in place on our internet..or attempting to...Seeing as recently I got a phone call stating such yet I just deleted the message.
*shrugs* Eh, stupid crap. As if some stupid little filter is gonna stop me..*snort*
((OOC: yes..this is actually happening and I needed to vent on somethin so this works..stupid parents...*eye twitch* They have a fit if I talk to people online, I've kept it hidden for about two or so YEARS now. As if I'm going to stop now...honestly...Then put a filter up because they figure I'm looking at porn or something...
Feh...*eye twitchy twitch* Yet in about three months time I'm 'supposed' *or so father says* get a laptop, well hello...with wireless internet? As if I'm going to NOT have the thing password protected and NOT tell them the true password...
Its none of their friggin business what I do, they are just total spazz asses...*grumbles, flicks filth away from computer* They dont even like me role playing..or talking to people I actually KNOW in real life/face to face on the computer...
Oh yeah..someone is going to come and get me...and while they are at it, I'm going to get into my car and drive to meet them.
I cant FRIGGIN drive cause they wont let me take the damnned lessons!
*EYE TWITCH* Okay...three years...and then POOF..far faaaaaaaaaar away I will be going...*mutters* maybe canada..or...japan..but I hate people..so...somewhere without damnned people >< feh..))
August 1st, 2004
OOC: Alright...after a bit of work I've managed to put together a South Park Slash Rpg board on Proboards...If you would care to join then please do ^^
July 30th, 2004
|11:16 am - Anyway...|
Damien is back from hell..doing god knows what..
Kyle is suffering from zeh hicky from Kenny (or so I read O.o)
Kenny is suffering from guilt because of the said hicky..
and..Cartman is still a lard ball...
I've recently found out some bastard went and dug up my parents graves....fiddles...
I need to castrate whoever did it...teach them not to mess with me..
Damien hates me because of how I am or so I take it...
*crosses arms over chest, huffs*
Well fine...two can play that game..
Its not like I NEED sex in order to survive...*shifty eyes...shoves playboys under couch*
Or sexual activities or pleasure or any of that.. >>...<<....>>
Current Mood: horny
Current Music: TV going...
July 27th, 2004
|04:06 pm - I hope he roasts his ass in hell...|
*Words snarled, using for the most part heavy accent, seeming half out it*
I love how to everyone I am an inconsequential halfwit.
A living person to beat the shit out of physically or with words.
Thanks..really, you have done so MUCH for me in my life *Sarcastic*.
Well, I'm so fucking -glad- that at least someone gets entertainment from my pain.
Yes..truely, thank you all, you sick twisted bastards.
When you die you go to hell.
OH and while your there, why dont you say hello to Damien for me?
Damien..that sick twisted little FUCKER that up and left MY damn house after I gave him the only stupid god damnned thing I cant ever get BACK.
First fuck and he runs off after were through..well fine...fiiiiiiiiine...
Its not like I have emotions anymore, lost most of those when my parents died...
Then letsee...being picked on in my youth,
and now my first lover leaves only seconds after were done.
Well FUCK YOU DAMIEN.
I dont need you.
I dont need anyone.
I dont need my stupid accent, and I dont need my stupid schooling, and I dont need these stupid emotions,
and I dont need my stupid virginity.
...Now I must figure out how to get down to hell, just so I can castrate you Damien...
Yeah thats right...You'll never have children!! *insert evil cackling here, flipping off picture of Damien*
*snarls, stalks off*
Stupid Journal..that didnt take out any of my rage...
Oop, plan B..off to go burn Playboys...Ta
Current Mood: crushed
Current Music: 'Down' By: Blink182
July 26th, 2004
|05:40 pm - Damn Damien...|
*huffles, glares into living room*
He comes back from hell then takes over my house..although not that I'm complaining its just the general id-
HEY! THATS MINE!
I WAS SAVING THAT SYRUP FOR SOMETHING SPECIAL!
...NO I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT!
YES YOUR SPECIAL..
DIDNT NEED THAT IMAGE!
YOUR SO MEAN TO ME *wails, hides under chair, bawls...until dragged out by said black haired Bishie, both as of which now sits at computer*
Pip: O.O *blinking*
Damien: --..what the fuck is this?
Pip: ^^ Thee internet! Now..may I sit back on my chair, instead of in your lap, ol chap?
Damien: *snarls, eyes flame up* NO.
Pip: *slinks down* Otay..
...ANYWAY..Damien insisted I pust this here..so..yeah..here..-.-'
|05:33 pm - Letsee..|
Right I dunno how this works so if it dont work it aint my fault. -.-'
Wtf? Yiffing..and I dont do Dildos! ><
Review, I kiss well and I am over 50 percent in sex level..*giggles*
Gawd Damn bus...
...Wonder if thats good...
Yes..fucking people is fun, or being fucked by people..
*bliiiiinks* I already did a Mel-*COUGHS*
...erm...doggy style..nice *innocent eyes, cough*
.... -.- Stupid Dildos I dont like em >< GRR...
..toe...GROSS! Damnned if I know where those have been! >< Bleh
Demons are sexy..
No! Not You Damien! Go away! >< *Screaming muffled..issue moaning, door slams shut..-.-'*
...what..the hell could I do with a rubber band that could possible be arousing in any possible way? I mean honestly.. -.-'
*smirks* People think I'm sexy! YAY ^.^
Farris..wheel..OH! I remember that! *giggles away, halts, BLINKS* ...no one just heard that *COUGH*
I dont like Dildos god damnnit! ><
nine times in one night though..kick ass...*giggles away*
Current Mood: flirty
Current Music: Phil Collins, *watching 'Brother Bear' dont ask...*
July 22nd, 2004
|09:47 pm - Righto then...|
Truthfully I believe I've just had the scarriest day of school so far..despite my first day in South Park...
Damien is back..from hell....and he is gay.
Scarry thought ne old chap?
I could of swore I thought he was strait as straw but alas..oh well..
Along with the fact that after being shoved into my locker Damien pretty much ripped the door off...
Needless to say I've never been so fiddily scared in my entire life..
My chum pretty much then started drooling..I mean..
Yes..hes gotton...decent looking since way back when but..
Ehe...that thought in itself is rather frightening eh whot?
Sex with Satans Son...
Even if he is good looking I dont think I'd like to take that chance..he just might..you know..kill me?
Or needless to say blow me up again..
Okay..that sounded dirty..
I TOLD everyone nothing good could come from me watching TV!
Now I've lost my accent and gained a New Yorker one..and...and..twiddles...
My poor hair has lost its sheen..off to brush away!
Weeeeeeeeeee!! *insane giggling*
1) Phone cord ripped from wall, ringing and no answer driving me insane
2) Recently set couch aflame..until realizing Playboys were stuffed in couch, then rolled on to get fire out.
3) Recieved letter from home, Crush has gone off with his boyfriend 'Mathiew' and gone to get into some gay wedding...Fiddlesticks.
4) Parents both are still dead, I still own the manor and the money *giggling*
5) Recently bought pet rabbit...had fun until someone decapitated said rabbit and left head on doorstep...Tramatized for life.
Current Mood: horny
Current Music: TV: 'The relationship between a boy and his dog' sounds gay.
July 20th, 2004
|02:24 pm - Jolly Good!|
Ahaha! Its working! Oh ho I'm so happy ^.^
My first try out with this little funny computer..thing and its working!
They don't have these things back home!
Oh ho ho!
Well..perhaps it would be best if I were to entertain you with a little bit of information.
So far, tenth grade has gone very very well I'd say!
Everyday I walk myself down to school. From there my friends Kyle, Kenny, Stan and Cartman usually shove me into a locker and leave me there for most of the morning classes...
But thats okay! Its how they show we are friends!
From there I finally get out usually by Butters or Tweek...then I head to class!
Of course...I've lost a good deal of text books so far this year and most of my teachers are rather mad at me...Along with my grades going down.
Yet alas, I can only do so much in this huge cruel world of fate and fortune..
Speaking of fortune.
Someone keeps calling my house and when I pick up they wont talk..
I'm not sure who it is yet but I might as well try to figure that one out.
Well I better go and head off to go do something else, till we next meet!
Current Mood: artistic
Current Music: 'Nowhere Kids'