I laugh at the fact that you all take life seriously. I laugh at how you define every little word in hopes that it will enlargen your ego. I laugh at how the little world must revolve around you. I'm still laughing. [Best quote out of anything from tv I ever got/]
Males and females both have an aptitude for pranks, but the male gender usually gets hit in the balls, while the female gender gets the wet tshirt/scare prank most often.
[93% of relationships have the female being the ruler of that relationship./] Those statistics being with nongay people, of course.
[You can in fact steal one shirt at a time from Walmart. Wear it out./] That is all.
It is indeed that time of year. Christmas and happy ****. I've been thinking a lot about this. I'm leaving, kind of. I'll still check in once in a while to RP for those that depend on me, and to once in a while post in my story, but I won't be answering VM's or PM's. If you want me, you can reach me by msn. I'll probably be back in two days, being me, and the fact that this place is the biggest pit of hell I have ever been to. If I stay away longer then a week, I'll do a shout out to those of you special to me. End.
So I bought the Sims 3 and registered online, because I liked the extras they have. I figured hey, I have 1000 free Sim Points, so I go to download a few clothing items, not to mention a free town for registering. The problem? The item gets into the Sims Startup Menu/Downloads, starts to download, and stops, with a circle and line through it. I can't click on it, unless I go to delete it. I've searched the site and a few others, but no one else seems to have this problem. Anyone else?
[I am ****ed up beyond reason. Tell me how to cure this, other then sex, drugs, or suicide./]
Just ****. Wanna know why? Because it snowed. All over the ****ing ground. No more going around barefoot with only underclothing on. On a positive note, three child molesters were released from jail and have moved to my town today. Huzzah!
I did indeed forget to mention that this is a Vampire Knight fanfic, placed about the time that the anime ends. It's hard to remember to post the next part, so if you are a reader, a comment would be nice, lovelies~ Chapter 1 Snow....white snow. Blood....red, stark against the white. A man....fangs bared. A boy...and blood. This memory had been her first as a human. Now it was just one of many as a vampire. Brown red eyes looked up at the sky, brown hair gleaming in the sun. Slender hands reached up, touching the green leaves above. My name is Yuki Kuran. I couldn't wrap my head around it. It seemed like, one day ago I was human, and my worst worry was guarding the Night class. Now it was the least of those worries. I am a pure blood vampire, the most elite of our world. I have powers, not all of which has surfaced, and I am being hunted by my best friend. This is probably all confusing, I'm sure. I must sound at best, crazy. I'll start at the beginning, my real past. I was born to pure blood parents. Not just any vampires, but the clan that had formerly lead the world of vampires, the Kurans. My parents were loving, and kind, the best I could have ever had. And they were stolen from me, by a man. My uncle, who wanted my blood to empower himself, hunted for me. He hunted for my family. That night, my mother took away my memories, made me human, throughout means even I don't understand. She gave me to my brother, and protected us as we ran. I was the only one in the family no one knew about, you see. My parents had hidden me away, never let me out. It broke my parent's hearts but what else could they do? What life would I have had, a decorated pure blood, the rarest of the rare, put on display? My parents died that night, my family was destroyed. Kaname, my brother, finished what our father had started, and ripped our uncle to pieces. That was the night of the winter storm, the night I remember clearest. My brother had left me, safe. He found me, in danger. A rogue vampire, either by coincidence or plan, found me, and tried to drink my blood. Kaname saved me, and brought me to my foster father. I was human for eleven years of my life, eleven years of which were some of the best, and worst. I became close friends with Zero Kiryu, and patrolled our high school as a guardian with him. I learned he was a vampire, as well as vampire hunter. Together we went through the defeat of his enemy, and the vampire who had turned him and destroyed his family, Shizuka Hio. He helped me become stronger, and I hope I helped him smile, at least a little. Are you scared off the story yet? Either I'm insane, or you just realized how short life is. For those of you still reading, I hope you know what you're doing. Vampires are a secret to the human race, the only ones that know are the vampire hunters, the guardians of the human race. Not that any of this matters anymore. I'm more concerned with today. The sky is so blue, the trees and roses blooming. I want to go outside, and that's what I'm going to do. _______________________________ My first fanfic, so I'm kind of nervous about what to do here. Comments would be nice.
There's a commercial. What is in this commercial you say? A Volvo. There is a man driving this Volvo. Guess who it is. Spoiler Edward Cullen Yes. Now you all know what must be done. Discuss the course of action to be taken.
Happy ****ing birthday! You're now the same age as I am in a quarter of the time. Watch the wrinkles set in.
Like the title says, do you think it helps? Not as in listening to your ipod when you're studying. Like, knowing how to play the piano helps with math.
So I had a virus, and I got it fixed. The trojan variety. I thought everything was sunshine and rainbows, but now I realized that none of the beautiful add ons here work. For instance, I try to click on the I sign above any quick reply or reply, and it doesn't register I've clicked on it. Every internet page has a "Done" with an error sign on it. I have to manually type if I want to enter a color into my text, a different size change, or such. I wouldn't mind or ask for help, but it's affecting my being able to answer messages and post regularly. Halp?
So my computer finally went all brave on me, and had sex with the internet. It contracted an STD, and now is losing all its memory, files, everything. I could only watch this happen, but the light of God has come upon me. I shall find the Holy Grail, and bring it back, for the glory, and to heal my baby computer. Know that while I am gone, you all will be in my thoughts, while I'm sexing hot elfen men and fighting odd creatures, improving my abs, yada yada. If you read all that and believed me, you are so ****ed. My computer got a Trojan virus, and it's really bad. I'm losing all my files, my music, Itunes, and my story, which means no updates for a long time. I will not be on MSN, KHV, anything. Not only does this screw school, but I'm going to be gone for a bit. Please keep it together and don't drive Repliku or RvR to the asylum. That would make me disapponint. See you all in another life.
My little sister just got a worm on her computer from her kid's site. Greaaaaaaat.
[This is how I see it. The prems post in the spamzone, with noobs posting sometimes. The noobs mostly post in the other zones, withe the prems posting sometimes. What the hell happened to our territory?]
Aura and I are opening hell. Prepare to die muther suckers. Unless you run fast.
So, my last story was way too emotional, I'm trying again, with something else. Please keep in mind I still can't do very good paragraphs here. Comments are appreciated. Beginning Rachel had few memories, good or bad, of her life as a child. She remembered her fifth birthday, the presents she got. She had a fuzzy memory of one rainy night, then nothing. It was like her life had shut off until seventh grade. Whenever she tried to remember, all she got was bright flashes and warped voices. Straightening her shirt, she looked in the mirror, checking to make sure she was ready. The moon outside pooled on her floor, shining with enough light there was no need to turn on a light. Not that she would have needed it normally. Giving her skin tight pants a final tweak, she turned to her window, her body blocking the moonlight momentarily. She opened the window, wincing as the squeal of slightly rusted metal grated against wood. Then she was out, jumping to the ground ten feet below and running soundlessly into the woods, her breath making a light mist in front of her. Her mother had always told her she shouldn’t strain her mind, that there was nothing special in the gap of her memory. Yet when her mother said that, she averted her eyes. That was one of the reasons Rachel had begun to think the story that she had been in a coma was a lie. There must be some important reason. Some reason she was the way she was. Her mind went back to the final memory she had of a child, the last night, as it were. She had never been a heavy sleeper, and the a knock on the door had echoed through the house one night. She remembered it had been raining hard, and that she banged her foot on the wall near the stairs. Her foot throbbing, she had crept downstairs, as she had done countless times when her parents were asleep. Her mother was talking to two men, darkly silhouetted against the pouring rain. Her mother was quietly talking to them, her voice not giving away a tremble, but Rachel remembered how the lightning flash had illuminated her face, how it had been streaked with tears. She must have made some noise, accidentally hit something with her hand. Her mother, Megan Grace, turned, and went to her daughter quickly, shielding Rachel’s view of the men. She remembered asking for Daddy. “Listen, I need you to be strong, right now.†her mother had replied, glancing distractedly at the two men. “Please go back to your room? Mommy will be there in just a moment.†Rachel let herself be pushed back to the stairs, but she remembered something, a small silver glint on her mother’s finger. Her wedding ring. “Why isn’t Daddy home yet?†she asked again, trying not to whine. Megan paused, then kissed Rachel’s forehead. “Daddy‘s ot coming home.â€
Dunno why, but this is the image of Rissy that comes up everytime I see her user name. Finally put pencil to paper and got it out, then she told me to post here. CnC?
So this guy was piloting a copter, and he's on the phone with his girlfriend, and the radio comm with the other plane. The plane he is directing to land in a special area, since i believe it was a privately owned plane. Ending result, they crash in mid air. Apparently the copter pilot's supervisor was not in the building, either. Thoughts?
