22 visits...

... AND THEY'RE ALL ME DOING MAINTENANCE!!!! DAMN! WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE! ED? GRAMMA? TOTAL STRANGER? C'MON PEOPLE!!! I NEED ATTENTION!!!!


wait, did I say all that out loud? oops.... <:3 )~~~~

A new counter

At the bottom of Duo's feet is my new counter, YAY! I'm finally getting this whole thing together! So visit often. I'd like to see it in the hundreds someday.

(For those who don't know what I'm talking about Duo is the picture at the bottom of my blog)

My new Avatar

Ladies and Gentle men, I'd like to introduce Roy Mustang! My most favoritest pyro in the world! The Flame Alchemist! Drunk as a loon! The caption reads "I swear to drunk I'm not God" a true Roy statement.

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CURSES! DAMN YOU FULLMETAL-ALCHEMIST.COM! YOU CAUGHT MY ILLEGAL USE OF BANDWITH! BUT I WILL NOT GIVE UP! I WILL FIND ANOTHER WAY! THIS IS NOT THE LAST YOU WILL HEAR OF NINA ELRIC! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Closing Time by Green Day

Verse 1

Closing time, open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time. turn all the of lights over ev'ry boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to leave, but you can't stay here

Chorus

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home... home...

Verse 2

Closing time, time for you to go out to the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open till your brother's or sister's come
SO gather up your jackets, moving to the exits, I hope you found a friend
Closing time, every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end, yeah

Chorus

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home... home...

Bridge

Closing time, time for you to go to the places you will be from...

Chorus

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home... home...

I know who I want to takle me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home... home...

End

Closing time, every beginning comes frome some other beginning's end...







Great lyrics with a lot of meaning... GO GREEN DAY!!!!

Back to hating life...

My father and brother got home from boy scout camp last night. I had expected earlier complications, but they held off until today. Dad yelled at me for spending so much time in my room "doing nothing". I told him to live with it because he can't pass judgement seeing as he's never around any more. He got all pissy and left me alone. Then, he and Paul went to work outside. Something occured between them resulting in Dad calling each member of the family pieces of shit. I went out side bare-foot and in my pajamas and yelled "Thanks for calling me a piece of shit, asshole." And he started up with the "You never do anything for this family" shit and I told him to fuck off. A few minutes later he came rampaging into the house, yelling and screaming at my brother and me. I told him to go away because life was better when he wasn't around... Its strange how my mother and father have changed rolls over the passed six months. Anyway, he tried to knock me off my stool where I was eating breakfast. I should have let him. At least then I would have had a rather legitimate reason to get away from him. Anyway, he yelled at my brother for being a wussy and then he yelled at me for being a recluse. Then he proceeded to yell at both of us for being useless. I could only scream, "How dare you think you can rule this house! How dare you pass judgement when you are never around!" Then he proceeded to explain that he can't stand coming home to my mother being in a funk. He said he can't stand hearing Mom complain about how she always has to do things by herself. He said that we had better get our acts together and help out with the house... coming from the guy who's never around, it sounded like a regular piece royal bull shit. And so I abandoned my breakfast and went up to my room to cry. Mom came up with my breakfast and I asked her what I did wrong to piss her off. She looked at me rather strangely and said, "What do you mean?" "Dad said that you were mad at me for not doing something." She said that he was lying and that what she really said was "What more can I do to motivate her to leave her room?" Oh, well. Two very different statements from two very different people. Now they're down stairs yelling at eachother about something I couldn't care less about. *sigh* I guess things are back to normal. I knew that little respite couldn't last forever...

I like blogging so much...

... that I taught my 72 year-old grandmother how to do it.

Her blog is Today.

I'm so proud of her. She's one of those older people that relishes the chance to learn something new, even when it comes to computers and the internet. She's so awesome and I owe her so much.

Thank you Grandma, for everything you've done for me!

Story

I wrote a 53 page story in Two (count 'em) 2 days. Oh yeah. I'm actually working on uploading it so that I can put a link on my blog. I can't wait! I want people to read it and give me feed back. It isn't exactly the Great American Novel, but it is a story. I'll have it up eventually.

102 Skidoo!!!!

I've broken a hundred! This is my 102nd post. YAY ME!!!! I missed my hundredth because I wasn't exactly paying attention... oh, well...

Oh, and in honor of my 102nd post I have taken the time to screw around with my template...

Likie? No Likie?

Who cares! I love it!!!!

Guess what?

I'M WRITING AGAIN!!!

And guess what, Ed, this one's for you... guess what?

Well........ Whether you like it or not you're the main character of my new short story! Only instead of a vampire, you are a dragon slayer who gets eaten and dies... sorry, Ed, I love you but... Someone has to die... And it has to be the main character... coincidentally (or not) you both have the same name!

Grrrr....

Dad's goin to St. Lucia again... I HATE THAT COUNTRY!!!!!! Anyway... Strangely enough I've rediscovered an old love and it kinda helps me get along in an old way... Back in Sixth and Seventh grade Gundam Wing was my saving grace. It was my first anime and for that I owe it alot... I don't watch the series, but fanfics are more than enough. But the more I read them the more I wish I could pick up my pen and write a novel... but for some reason the creative juices just aren't flowing... I'm in a slump... a creative slump, if you will.

That was a mouthful...

I could have found a better picture but I didn't feel like spending an hour on my shitty computer looking one up... Nuuh, not with this shitty connection...


P.S. I put something new on my footer... scroll down to the bottom of my blog and check it out!!!! Cool, huh?