We're very happy thank you.
That's the secret to getting rid of weird parents. Another way to get rid of them is by using a double bladed lightsaber. Nothing can withstand that. You should have just pretended to be asleep until they just gave up and left.
Lesson Of the Day: "In physics if distance is negative it is called displacement. In calculus if distance is negative it is called rong."
Harsh lessons are only learned when tests are failed or worse, barely passed. Life sucks and I need a drink. please send me lots of alchol. Please! Indian movies always have dance/song sequences in the strangest places, and they all suck.
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday Dear Hyperspaz Tic
Happy Birthday to you
It's been a long time since I've posted. Ha and I get annoyed at the others for not posting. Anyway I have a semi good reason why I didn't post. It all started when my mother forced us all (by that I mean my brother and I) to go to New Jersey. They should change the name of that state from the "Garden State" to "the place where nothing happens." I have never been in a place so boring. Nevertheless I did have something to do; I had to watch over my little cousins and their friends. Oh my god! They are the most annoying fucks that I ever met! So annoying, "lets go look at the goats," "Come on, I never get what I want," "Shut Up! You just got ice cream!" My little cousin I could understand, since it was his birthday, but the rest. And I didn't even know where this freaking petting zoo thing was, but when we started walking, I could sense it. The smell radiated for at least 100 feet around the place. Not to mention that they (the little freaks) wanted to play with me. They just didn't want to play the game that I wanted to play (and yes I did suggest it later to a fat annoying kid). I wanted to play Jedi Master, where I am the Jedi Master and they are the mindless robots that I kill for fun. Later they were playing freeze tag, I would have played it with them, if they had accepted my condition. The condition being that I have to throw rocks at them and they freeze when I hit them, and stay that way until they bled to death. If you can't tell, I wasn't the life of that party. The most annoying thing was this fat indian boy who was wearing a blue tank-top that had a huge orange dick-like-object coming up to chest level, and the text read "Excited". God I hate those spoiled brats. Damn fucking kids.
First week of school over, so much work. I was just trying to work on the PHP site. That damn comic might never come back up. It's really stupid. I hate it... That's enough for now. peace out
Run! Write! Read! Cook! Make publisher documents! Work! Eat! These are just a few of the verbs that I have been using during the last couple of days. If you are really dumb, then you probably didn't notice that I have been pretty busy. I've been running around everywhere, doing things for everyone. Even the school secutary ( I probably didn't spell that right, but I have no time to spell check [have to eat dinner]) has me doing work for her. It really sucks, everyone and their whore is having me do stuff, not to mention that I have to get my program changed. Peace Out for now.
Well... I haven't posted in well... A day, so I decided to do it now. Hehe I made it sound like my eating habits."Well, I haven't eaten in two days, and I am not really doing anything now, so I might as well." Anyway where are we meeting monday morning and when? Today I finally worked off all those demerits that I got during the school year. But I still have to go to Legal Outreach tomorrow, but they are paying me tomorrow. Don't know how much though, probably not much since I would probably be considered cheap child labor... Well Goodbye all.
It was just a harmless phonecall.A poem by me
During the middle of the night.
It woke him up and her too.
At first they were alarmed.
Soon after did they discover that.
It was just a harmless phonecall.
It was their little one.
Only he wasn't little anymore.
It was quite obvious that he wasn't.
They didn't care because he was always little to them.
That alarmed him.
It was no use, he would always be little.
It wasn't just a harmless phonecall.
The only reason he called was to say goodbye.
It was then that he took his life.
They didn't care because he was their little one
And thier little one would never do such a thing.
It was no use, he would always be little in their eyes.
At least in the morning they would realize that it hadn't been just a harmless phonecall.
In a galaxy far far away, in a time long, long ago, there was a road runner, and he was a fucking queer! Due to this mother fucking retard I was unable to access my hotmail, which is probably overloaded with junk mail right about now. Damn road runner with its glitch. The entire internet has been gay tonight. Not only have I not been able to access anything related to or retaining the word Microsoft, but the blog wasn't working this evening either ( by this evening I mean last evening, since it's 1:14 right now). I am also having problems with columbia's PHP script engine, that thing is fucking outdated like hell...
Some people blame everything on work. Oh sorry, I couldn't catch that baby because I had to go to work (on a sunday). Oh sorry, I couldn't make it to my son's graduation; my boss asked me to come into work so that I would be the only one there. There wouldn't be anyone one else there, not even the damn company mascot.
Anyway I have started to move our stuff into my columbia account (and yes I have a email/web client acount with the country). If you notice the About the staff page has already moved. Soon I'll be adding a page there for the comics. Not only is this space free, but no ads or restrictions about how much space I can use. Yay! Anyway by the time school starts I should have the comics page up and running along with another comic! Till the next call of battle.
*Most horrible day ever!*
Woke up this morning to a thick cloud of Roach Posion, which my mom had sprayed the night before. Due to this smog of death I was stricken with a headache for the rest of the goddamn day, not to mention I couldn't breathe properly because of the crap that I inhaled when I woke up. Following my usual routine, I went to the living room hardly able to see; when I got there, there was something very mushy under my feet. Dead Roaches, they were everywhere. After wearing slippers and returning to the living room, I found out that I had to clean up the house. So I then proceeded to go out into the damn sunlight and get the kittens, damn you Summer Gypsy your damn post is stuck in my head (by the way, way to go), supplies that I needed. After clearing the living rooms of the dead, my mom proposed that we go to Jackson Heights. I unfortunately was forced to go with her, where she sprained her ankle and I had to help her (not an easy task). I not only helped from 181st to Jackson Heights, but from there to the temple in Flushing (God, I hate temples), and then back home. The only thing that I've had to eat all day is a loaf of Garlic Bread (lunch) and crappy temple food (dinner; God, I hate that damn temple). Yea, so you had a great day while mine was a piece of shit!
P.S. Way to go with catching the kitten.
P.P.S. Wednesday is good for me.
If there were words to describe me they would probably be synomous with raving lunatic. On the other hand... well actually there's nothing in the other hand. I'm just a raving lunatic.
