Why I've been gone...
Which is funny.. I'd usually just be asleep, waiting for her to call right now.. hmm... Well. I couldn't leave this unfinished for long. Kinda empty 'round here, y'know?
But, hey. I'm happy with my life for once.
I'm just gonna say,
I had a break down last Friday, right after Halloween.. the 6th of November, I believe. Anyway, it started because my sister (who's been getting angrier and angrier with me) told me that I was in trouble for marching with the band. No one else seemed so angry about it, but whatever. Anyways, I got so pissed off at that that I just started walking. At 9. Curfew is at 10. So you can imagine my surprise when I manage to get all the way to my house (about 3 miles away) in less than half an hour. I was just walking the whole time, and the only thought that went through my head was all about my girlfriend and what would happen if I just jumped in front of the next car. When I got to my house, my mom was there, sitting on the couch, waiting for me. She asked me what I did, why did I do it, and how it happened. I told her the complete story. She ended up not angry at me, just sad for me. Directly after this, I called my girlfriend, had a very heart-felt conversation (We've been going out for 8 months, by the way), and I've made promises I intend to keep. My dad comes home just at the end of the conversation, so I'm sitting in the garage, awaiting the inevitable, and eating ravioli.. completely different spelling than what I thought it would be... hmm. Anyways, my dad comes rushing into the garage, looks me in the eye and tells me that we're gonna have a long talk.
By this time, it's about 10, and the whole family was up until about 1 just talking. I finally said what was on my mind ("I hate this family", "You've never been proud of me") and finally said what needed to be said. At the end of it all, I single-handedly gave my parents the fuel to go through (yet another) attempt at divorce, made my sister incredibly angry at me to where she's only just started talking to me today.
I'm incredibly tired, I miss my girlfriend, and my Xbox needs to be repaired.
Gamer Tag: CILLEUTTE
My xbox live Gold runs out around February. I think I could just make spam accounts 'til I get a code or a credit card that'll help me out. I need to get a summer job, and it's only the first semester of my sencond year in High School.. bleck. Anyways, I'm gonna go back to sleep and later on be on my Xbox (even though it doesn't read anything) around 1 PM or so Pacific Time (Go Cali!... I like Alaska more). Anyways, It's been great catching up. I'm glad I've got over 100, though. Hopefully more people will come to this site.
Ol' Saint Nick
Does Santa exist?
Santa Clause does not exist,
and there's no easter bunny...
Should I update my site more?
Yes, but I'm running out of ideas.
So contact.
Well, at one point...
It's safe to say I'm fresh out of ideas. That means you guys need to contact me. http://thenobody1994.deviantart.com and http://myspace.com/sh1tysh1ty are some examples. grunts.throw.rocks-ceo@live.com and splintercell.mrrhino@hotmail.com are some examples. I'm against Face Book, so those are the only 4 you can contact me from. :D Good luck, and my leaving message is:
CONTACT ME
Just... a little clarif-ication...
Odd question... let's answer with a whole bunch of symbols:
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that dotty one is cool...
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Okay, it's out of my system...
Holy... Honestly...
I have no idea what made it go from 50 hits to 88... but damn, are there actually that many people reading? I mean, come on, now...
Honestly, guys... E-MAIL ME!!!!! I can't stress it enough, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WRITE!! YOU NEED TO MAIL ME!!! Here's my personal email adress, which is checked:
splintercell.mrrhino@hotmail.com
Spam WILL BE deleted, I don't read it if it has "huge cock hard" or anything like that. Still, I'll try to think of something... I got it!
If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?
The answer is simple my friends; with a little roleplay:
Barbie: Oh, I'm so lonely, why oh why don't I have friends? I mean, I've been an astronaught...
Ken: Shut up *chugs beer*
Barbie: What's your problem???
Ken: You're ugly, and I'm h----, get in the bed.
Barbie: NO!
Ken: DO IT!! Or get some friends over...
Barbie goes to every corner in the city to pick up hookers for Ken. Happy?
Be happy, be ADDICTED.
splintercell.mrrhino@hotmail.com
WOW
You guys were reading...
and you gave me 20 more hits than I anticipated...
which is 17 more than I thought it would be...
Thanks, guys, but I don't know what to write about ^sad^
This is why you have to e-mail me,
grunts.throw.rocks-ceo@live.com
splintercell.mrrhino@hotmail.com
So that's about it... AND, if you THINK you want something written about, WRITE ME! I don't care! The LATTER e-mail adress IS checked MORE frequently than the former. So, e-mail splintercell.mrrhino and you'll get feed back. E-mailing grunts.throw.rocks-ceo and you'll get LESS feedback, if any. So... drop me a line. Thanks for makin' me break 50 hits
Thirty... friggin'
ONE. What the HELLLLLL??
Ya know what? I'm not doin' one of those things. Yeah. Tell your friends to tell their friends.
Then I'll consider, 'till then:
We are GRUNTS
an' we're happy to be GRUNTS
we're not verry smart
be we got our own TV SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!
Ya know...
You people need to e-mail me when ya do finally check out my page... TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!! Yeah, screw it, on to a question (now, by the way, I am accepting questions FROM the Guest Book):
Define Emo's and Goth's:
YAY!! The subject EVERYONE wants to know!! (YellowSteak, you're gonna pay for not saying anything)! As comiedians Denis Leary and Bill Engvall have talked about... wait, scratch that, Denis was the one with the white moron, anyway,
Engvall said, "Have you seen these little freaks? Black everything and pale, pale white skin."
Denis said, "This guy has both ears peirced... both eyebrows... both nostrils, his pants are down to here [knees]! Right HERE!!! 21 inches of UNDERWEAR!! Underwear is (thirty second rant), hence, UNDERWEAR. And his tounge is hanging out. Ya know why? He's gotta FIVE POUND STEEL BALL ON THE END OF IT! (fourty second rant)"
Any way, to GOTHVILLE (copyright*)! Goths... wait, coverd them... anyone even bother to tell me? Wait, I'm in a room... that's dead silent... all of you people suck who haven't been laughing...
TO EMO... something or other... They aren't all cutters, ya know... they're just sad.. ah, this is where Denis came in:
"Dr., I feel really really bad,"
"Shut the (beep) up!"
"But I just-"
"Hey, life's tough, GET A HELMET!"
{goes home}
"I don't know, I feel better, he just told me to shut the (beep) up, and no-one's ever told me that before.."
There... if you're dissatisfied... the I was dissapointed by Halo 2. PWN3D!
*Don't sue me, I'm trying to be funny...**
**That line was from J T H M ***
*** Friggin' e-mail me.
Finally, over 10 views...
This is to be the funny part, but I can't think of anything... really, I can't think! Yeah, with all-and-all, I have nothign to do, so, I will use the butt-monkey next to me to ask a "well-known-but-not-answered" question, the question:
What came first: Chicken or egg?
My answer:
The chegg. It's a deformed thing, it's *censored* is still in the egg, but the, nm, here:
<a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w215/TheIgnored/Chegg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"></a>
http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w215/TheIgnored/Chegg.jpg
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... the white part at the bottom is censoring the chicken's man area... it's also the egg... yeah... the "CHEGG"...
Why are we here?
To be true to religion, I have no friggin' idea. But really, I think we are here to kill each other off one-by-one stalking and killer style just to see who dies in the end. But really, who will watch? Yeah, stupid question, really, but hey, I am bored, and this is my page of boredom, LIVE WITH IT! Yeah, I'm sorry to the small folk out there that think this is cruel but I think the children ARE our future, UNLESS WE STOP THEM NOW! Halo pictures will be comming and I have no idea where this works in the plot, oh, yes, to play video games! This is to be a paragraph, have I bored you yet? If so, go f****ng kill yourself, joking, please don't, I've had my fill of po-po ttrouble, police officers, escpecially the ladies, look away, some of them suck! Yes, I think I have exceeded my limit of worries and hatred, only the cops can hate!
Be happy, be addicted!