One word; EPIC!
I loved it! It had endless explosions that would give any blockbuster a run for it's money! It had Robots! Who doesn't love robots?! (Actually, I don't think robots are cool. Well, I do. Just not evil robots.. technology, remember?...) Anyways, and most of all it had Shia LaBeouf! And I think it must be said, he's finally not looking like a teenager anymore! That guy has been looking 16years-old for years! And he finally looked older, lol. I don't care how old he looks, I love him.
Anyways, Transformers. Very first scene, massive explosions. Jack and I were gonna keep an explosion count going, but we lost count within the first couple of minutes, so we quit. So, the Deceptions were back, with the Fallen in charge. Damn Megatron came back from the depths of the ocean. Then Sam finds a slither of the All Spark that was attatched to his jacket which turns his kitchen appliances into evil robots! Then he starts seeing symbols like his great grandfather, Captain Archibald Witwicky. He has a full on mental breakdown in his class, writing all these symbols on the chalkboard. Then the Decepticons want Sam and the information he has which can lead them to the second energy source that's on earth. Oh, and Optimus Prime dies! That was sad. And Sam nearly died too. One of Bay's explosions! That was sad. Mikaela was crying and saying 'I love you', which is something the two of them hadn't said to each other, and so that got me upset, lol. But come on, Shia looked hurt. All you gotta know, awesome story, awesome characters, awesome movie!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
Come here, please hold my hand for now
So, while listening to these songs of mine, I can't help but get very excited! Doesn't music just do that to you? Whether it be an epic solo or build up, or perhaps just really awesome lyrics? Well, that's what I'm going to post, awesome lyrics that I come across while chillin' with my tunes!
Best, you've got to be the best. You've got to change the world and use this chance to be heard. Your time is now.
- Butterflies and Hurricanes (Muse)
For one moment, I wish you'd hold your stage with no feelings at all. Open minded, I'm sure I used to be so free.
- Citizen Erased (Muse)
Wash me away, clean your body of me. Erase all the memories, they'll only bring us pain. And I've seen, all I'll ever need.
- Citizen Erased (Muse)
Let's conspire to re-ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
- Starlight (Muse)
When you've seen too much, too young, soulless is everywhere.
- New Born (Muse)
New born life replacing all of us, changing this fable we live in. No longer needed here so where do we go? Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death? But girl, what if there is no eternal life?
- Seize The Day (Avenged Sevenfold)
Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost, it's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over. Trails in life, questions of us existing here, don't wanna die without you here, please tell me what we have is real.
- Seize The Day (Avenged Sevenfold)
I can't see the thief that lives inside of your head, but I can be some courage at the side of your bed.
- Thief (Our Lady Peace)
This place is so empty, my thoughts are so tempting, I don't know how it got so bad. Sometimes it's so crazy that nothing can save me, but it's the only thing that I have.
- Pieces (Sum 41)
I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it, nothing could ever be so wrong. It's hard to believe me, it never gets easy, I guess I knew that all along.
- Pieces (Sum 41)
Tina's losing faith in what she knows, hates her music, hates all of her clothes. Thinks of surgery and a new nose, every calorie is a war. And well she wishes she was a dancer, and that she'd never heard of cancer. She wishes God would give her some answers, and make her feel beautiful.
- Innocent (Our Lady Peace)
One day, you'll have to let it go, you'll have to let it go. One day, you'll stand up on your own, you'll stand up on your own.
- Innocent (Our Lady Peace)
I see you lying next to me, with words I thought I'd never speak. Awake and unafraid, asleep or dead.
- Famous Last Words (My Chemical Romance)
I can be, anything, that you want me to be. A punching bag, a piece of string, that reminds you not to think.
- Made Of Steel (Our Lady Peace)
They knock you down, I'll pick you up. They laugh at you, I'll shut them up.
- Made Of Steel (Our Lady Peace)
Push it out, fake a smile, avert disaster, just in time. I need a drink, cause in a while, worthless answers, from friends of mine. It's dumb to ask, cool to ignore. Girls possess me but they're never mine. I made my entrance, avoided hazards, checked my engine, I fell behind.
- Story Of A Lonely Guy (blink-182)
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride. Everything, everything will be just fine. Everything, everything will be alright, alright.
- The Middle (Jimmy Eat World)
This is the first (thing I remember). Now it's the last (thing left on my mind). Afraid of the dark (do you hear me whisper?). An empty heart (replaced with paranoia). Where do we go (life's temporary). After we're gone (like New Years resolutions). Why is this so hard (do you recognise me?). I know I'm wrong (well I can't help believing).
- Stockholm Syndrome (blink-182)
When our time is up, when our lives are done, will we say we've had our fun? Will we make a mark, this time? Will we always say we tried?
- Rooftops (LostProphets)
My head is made up of memories, most of them useless, delusions.
- Asthenia (blink-182)
Can you hear me? Are you near me? Can we pretend, to leave and then, we'll meet again, when both our cars collide.
- Helena (My Chemical Romance)
Now I've found a way, getting better everyday, I got you now I'm not alone. All I need in this life is one thing, one thing to believe in.
- Speak Of The Devil (Sum 41)
And you never would have thought in the end, how amazing it feels just to live again. It's a feeling that you cannot miss, it burns a hole, through everyone that feels it.
- Blue And Yellow (The Used)
Should've said something, but I've said it enough. By the way, my words were faded. Rather waste my time with you.
- Blue And Yellow (The Used)
We are the angry and the desperate, the hungry, and the cold. We are the ones who kept quiet, and always did what we were told.
- Prayer Of The Refugee (Rise Against)
So open your eyes child, let’s be on our way. Broken windows and ashes are guiding the way. Keep quiet no longer, we’ll sing through the day, of the lives that we’ve lost, and the lives we’ve reclaimed.
- Prayer Of The Refugee (Rise Against)
You're not alone, there is more to this I know. You can make it out, you will live to tell.
- You're Not Alone (Saosin)
From the darkness into the light, now is your time.
- Wake Up (The Living End)
I need something to numb the pain, forget me and forget my name. Waiting for the time to arrive, no one gets out of here alive.
- Wake Up (The Living End)
I'd show a smile, but i'm too weak, I'd share with you could I only speak, just how much this, hurts me.
- This Time Imperfect (AFI)
Come here, please hold my hand, for now
To fight this, God has a master plan
And I guess, I am in his demand
Please save me, this time I cannot run
And I'll see, you when this is done
And now I, have come to realize
That you are, the one who's left behind
Please stay untill I'm gone
I'm here hold on to me
I'm right here waiting
I see, the light it feels good
And I'll come, back soon just like you would
It's use less, my name has made the list
And I wish, I gave you one last kiss
Please stay untill I'm gone
I'm here hold on to me
I'm right here waiting
And take my one last breath
And don't forget
That I will be right here waiting
Please stay untill I'm gone
I'm here hold on to me
I'm right here waiting
And take my one last breath
And don't forget
That I will be right here waiting
Please stay untill I'm gone
I'm here hold on to me
I'm right here waiting
And take my one last breath
And don't forget
That I will be right here waiting
- Not Now (blink-182)
I wanna have the same last dream again,
the one where I wake up and I'm alive.
Just as the four walls close me within,
my eyes are opened up with pure sunlight.
I'm the first to know,
my dearest friends,
even if your hope has burned with time,
anything that's dead shall be re-grown,
and your vicious pain, your warning sign,
you will be fine.
Hey, oh, here I am,
and here we go, life's waiting to begin.
Any type of love it will be shown,
like every single tree reach for the sky.
If you're gonna fall,
I'll let you know,
that I will pick you uplike you for I,
I felt this thing,
I can't replace.
Where everyone was working for this goal.
Where all the children left without a trace,
only to come back, as pure as gold,
To recite this all.
Hey, oh, here I am,
and here we go, life's waiting to begin.
Tonight,
hey, oh, here I am,
and here we go, life's waiting to begin.
Tonight,
hey, oh, here I am,
and here we go, life's waiting to begin.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
I cannot live, I can't breathe unless you do this with me.
Hey, oh, here I am (do this with me),
and here we go, life's waiting to begin (do this with me).
Hey, oh, here I am (do this with me).
And here we go, life's waiting to begin,
life's waiting to begin.
- The Adventure (Angels And Airwaves)
Supernatural: Death Takes A Holiday
Season Four-Episode Fifteen
Greybull, Wyoming
Two guys emerge from a goal and discuss their fantasy football game. A mugger approaches them in the alleyway and ends up shooting one of them, Jim Jenkins. The mugger runs off and Jim's friend tries to revive him. Jim gets up and reveals that the bullet hole in his chest isn't even bleeding.
Bobby calls Sam with the information and tells him that no one has died in the last week. Dean seems curiously uninterested, raising Sam's suspicions. He prepares to leave and Dean asks if Sam wants him to go along after Sam said he was holding him back. Sam says that the siren was responsible for making them say what they said but Dean isn't convinced.
In Greybull, Sam and Dean talk to Jim. He thinks it's a miracle and the Lord is giving him a second chance. Jim admits he hasn't made any deals and the brothers quickly leave. They check on the other recently dead and can't find any clue that demonic deals are responsible. Dean determines the last person, Cole Griffiths, who died was ten days ago. Dean wonders if it's actually a miracle but Sam suggests that if the local Reaper is on strike there would be no one to claim the dead. Sam suggests they talk to Cole Griffiths. They go to the cemetery and Sam prepares a ritual to raise Cole's spirit. Dean is reluctant to do the anything, since if they solve the case then the supposedly dead will die again. He points out that they dodge death all the time. Sam points out neither one of them is normal. The groundskeeper arrives and thinks they're devil worshippers. They start to leave but the groundskeeper reveals he knows who they are and they realize it's Alastair in a new body. He telekinetically shoves Dean aside but Sam has grown in power and casts Alastair out of his host body.
Back at the hotel, Dean wonders what happened and Sam lies. Dean knows he's lying and tells him as much. Sam reveals that Bobby called to reveal that the local Reaper has been kidnapped by demons. There's a ritual to open one of the Seals and it involves killing a Reaper under the solstice moon. Sam wonders where the angels are but Dean says they'll have to do it on their own. Sam points out only the dead and dying can see a Reaper, so Dean suggests they become ghosts.
The brothers call in Pamela Barnes to help them. She's reluctant to be called in but finally agrees. Pamela warns that they'll need to practice to be able to affect anything when they're ghosts. They begin the ritual and the brothers leave their bodies and take to the streets. They finally spot a boy in a window who can see them; Cole Griffiths. In the house, Cole's mother visit her dead son's bedroom and wonders if he's there. Cole spins a soccer ball and then throws it and his mother leaves. Sam and Dean arrive and talk to Cole, explaining that he's dead. He already knows and explains that he died of an asthma attack. The Reaper appeared to him but Cole refused to go, and black smoke took the Reaper away. Cole tells them he knows where the black smoke is. The lights flicker and Cole disappears.
A wind blows through the house. As the brothers go upstairs to find Cole, they find a Reaper, Tessa, waiting for them. She recognizes Dean and kisses him, bringing back his memories of when she came to claim him after he went into a coma after the accident. They try to warn Tessa away before the demons capture her, but she says she has to set things straight. She finally agrees but warns she'll start with Cole. Sam goes to Cole's room and talks to the boy. Cole refuses to tell him where the smoke is but Sam lies and promises he won't have to leave.
Downstairs, Tessa admits that Dean is the one that got away from her. Dean talks about how he wishes he had gone with her. She knows about the demon-angel war and Dean wonders about why he got a second chance. Sam comes down with Cole and the boy tells them he saw the black smoke at the funeral home. The black smoke bursts into the house and departs with Tessa. The guys work to master their abilities. Cole shows them how to move objects by focusing their anger.
Once they're ready, Dean and Sam go to the funeral home, which is covered with demonic script only visible in the Veil. Inside they spot a demon guarding the two Reapers, who are contained within a binding rune. Sam and Dean take on one demon but another one runs out and contains them within a circle of cold iron. Alastair, in a new body, comes out to greet them. He shoots Dean with rock salt, causing him to briefly dissipate. Separated from his body, Sam is unable to use his powers. Alastair explains that they need to kill two Reapers to complete the ritual and open the Seal.
At the hotel, Pamela hears someone outside and locks the door, but notices the window is open.
Alastair prepares to kill the Reapers with a scythe. After reciting an incantation, he kills the first male Reaper. As Alastair moves toward Tessa, the brothers manage to bring down the chandelier.
At the hotel, Pamela taunts dares the demon to show itself. It attacks her as she tries to whisper a warning into Sam's ear.
At the funeral home, the Winchesters bring down the chandelier, breaking the rune barrier. Tessa teleports away and removes the chain. They both teleport away and Dean goes to find Sam.
Pamela tries to hold off the demon without success. It stabs her in the stomach just as Sam wakes up and expels the demon from its host. Pamela realizes that she can't die and asks for a drink.
Dean heads for the hotel but Alastair finds him and tells him that he can't run. Suddenly a lighting bolt slams down and he disappears. Castiel appears and explains that they captured Alastair and prevented the breaking of the Seal. The script on the funeral home kept the angels from entering. Castiel explains that he impersonated Bobby and sent them to investigate. Dean wonders why he didn't ask them and Castiel points out they usually do the opposite of what he says. Dean isn't happy that the townsfolk will die and wants to know if they can be allowed to live like he did. Castiel says that he's an exception and disappears. Tessa arrives to ask Dean for his help.
Tessa visits Cole and explains that as long as her mother can feel him, she'll feel pain. Dean assures him that one day Cole's family will be gone and there won't be anything for him. Dean admits that he's scared and they're all scared. Cole finally agrees and Tessa embraces him, causing him to disappear. Cole's mother realizes that her son has moved on. Dean tells Tessa to look out for Cole and she tells him to stop lying to himself. She assures him the angels have a second chance for him but he shouldn't believe in miracles.
Pamela completes the incantation to restore Dean to his body. Her wound starts bleeding again and they realize that Tessa is back doing her job. Pamela curses Bobby and then whispers to Sam that she knows what he did to the demon, and warns that his good intentions don't matter. Dean asks what Pamela said but Sam doesn't answer.
Aired Monday 15th June, 2009
I See You Lying Next To Me With Words I Thought I'd Never Speak
Friday 19 June, 2009 - 7:50pm
I've now been officially seventeen years old for five days. And I've got to say, this last week has been ace!
On Saturday night Emma and Emily stayed over. At 12am they gave me my birthday present. It was this awesome scrapbook that they had put together! It really is quite rad! Then I woke up on Sunday morning and found I had a text from Kirra saying happy birthday and telling me to check my mailbox. So, I checked my mailbox. She gave me a book; The Secret Garden! Which was awesome! I also got a camera from my family! Now that was cool! It's a full awesome camera! So now I can use it when I feel like being a wannabe photographer! From my family I also got Twilight, the DVD.
Then Sunday night I went to the Pancake Parlour with Emily, Emma, Elly, Elouise and Bec. That was heaps fun! Elly, Emma and Emily put together these Supernatural pictures in a frame! It looks completely professional! And from Elouise I got 'The Book Thief', can't wait to get around to reading that. Then I got a Twilight poster from Bec, and some chocolates. Oh, Elly, Emma and Emily also got a chalkboard, lol. And another Twilight poster from Elly. It was a fun night! Pancakes, funny videos filmed on my new camera, weird random guys clapping after singing Happy Birthday, waiters and waitresses thinking we're crazy and a scary bicycle riding clown thing hanging from the roof.
We had Tuesday off school; report proof reading day?.. Just an excuse for a day off. But I had Thursday off as well. So my week has been a bit broken up. I'm really pumped for school to finish. It's not as if we're doing anything anyway. We're not allowed to officially start unit 2 until next term, so there's no real point in even showing up. Anyway, school's nearly at an end, yay!
All in all, things are going alright. It's so random how all this came about. This sudden good mood of mine. Ah well, =]
I think I should list the songs that are currently in my 'Radical Awesome Gnarly Songs' playlist. (lol, yes. I know I'm slightly weird)
I've now been officially seventeen years old for five days. And I've got to say, this last week has been ace!
On Saturday night Emma and Emily stayed over. At 12am they gave me my birthday present. It was this awesome scrapbook that they had put together! It really is quite rad! Then I woke up on Sunday morning and found I had a text from Kirra saying happy birthday and telling me to check my mailbox. So, I checked my mailbox. She gave me a book; The Secret Garden! Which was awesome! I also got a camera from my family! Now that was cool! It's a full awesome camera! So now I can use it when I feel like being a wannabe photographer! From my family I also got Twilight, the DVD.
Then Sunday night I went to the Pancake Parlour with Emily, Emma, Elly, Elouise and Bec. That was heaps fun! Elly, Emma and Emily put together these Supernatural pictures in a frame! It looks completely professional! And from Elouise I got 'The Book Thief', can't wait to get around to reading that. Then I got a Twilight poster from Bec, and some chocolates. Oh, Elly, Emma and Emily also got a chalkboard, lol. And another Twilight poster from Elly. It was a fun night! Pancakes, funny videos filmed on my new camera, weird random guys clapping after singing Happy Birthday, waiters and waitresses thinking we're crazy and a scary bicycle riding clown thing hanging from the roof.
We had Tuesday off school; report proof reading day?.. Just an excuse for a day off. But I had Thursday off as well. So my week has been a bit broken up. I'm really pumped for school to finish. It's not as if we're doing anything anyway. We're not allowed to officially start unit 2 until next term, so there's no real point in even showing up. Anyway, school's nearly at an end, yay!
All in all, things are going alright. It's so random how all this came about. This sudden good mood of mine. Ah well, =]
I think I should list the songs that are currently in my 'Radical Awesome Gnarly Songs' playlist. (lol, yes. I know I'm slightly weird)
(these are in no particular order, just on shuffle!)
Dear Father - Sum 41
Kiss And Control - AFI
Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance
Made Of Steel - Our Lady Peace
In The End - Linkin Park
Story Of A Lonely Guy - blink-182
There Is - Boxcar Racer
Walking Disaster - Sum 41
The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
It Ends Tonight - The All-American Rejects
The Adventure - Angels And Airwaves
Silver And Cold - AFI
Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Stockholm Syndrome - blink-182
Love Like Winter - AFI
Valentine's Day - Linkin Park
My Immortal (Rock Version) - Evanescence
The River - Good Charlotte
Innocent - Our Lady Peace
Pieces - Sum 41
Lonely Day - System Of A Down
No, It Isn't - +44
The Hell Song - Sum 41
Angels On The Moon - Thriving Ivory
Rooftops - Lost Prophets
Not Now - blink-182
Asthenia - blink-182
Seize The Day - Avenged Sevenfold
Thief - Our Lady Peace
Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Helena - My Chemical Romance
Speak Of The Devil - Sum 41
Blue And Yellow - The Used
Prayer Of The Refugee - Rise Against
You're Not Alone - Saosin
Wake Up - The Living End
The Leaving Song - AFI
...But Home Is Nowhere - AFI
Tonight - FM Static
Before It's Too Late - Goo Goo Dolls
Work - Jimmy Eat World
that was really hard to just bold my favourites in that list, i pretty much highlighted them all!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Attention: Mission Sonar Overthrow is now in progress
Thursday 11 June, 2009; a day that will go down in history as the start of a revolution.
Please, this is a very important community announcement. It would be much appreciated, more importantly for your own safety, if you would read the following passage.
It has come to the attention of myself, and another brilliant-minded person, the undercover sabotage that it currently taking place within the technological world. In short, what does this mean? Basically it means that technology is rapidly rising up to take over the world! And our aim as well-informed members of society is so overthrow the malicious ever-evolving powers of technology.
Now, all this cannot be said without some hard evidence. It might seem like nothing to you, but this is just simply because you have become desensitised to these wicked acts which have become apart of your seemingly normal everyday lives. Have you ever innocently been using your computer when it will shut itself off? Or perhaps your CD-Rom drive just will not open? Gone to open up an internet website, only to have multiple blank pages open? Or maybe it hasn't involved the internet at all... Ever paused a DVD and walked away from the TV, to come back and press play with the volume up to the maximum? Had troubles with you iPod? Does it pause for no reason? Has it ever just suddenly frozen? Does the screen on your phone freeze and turn white? Does your phone flash for no reason?
The abovementioned "technical difficulties" are just a few examples of the acts conducted by technology. And maybe you're thinking that all of this is an overreaction... but please, this is a very serious situation. If electronic devices have the ability to do these things, can you imagine what they'll be able to do in years to come? Especially with the rate at which technology is advancing! And believe it or not, technology has already learnt how to transfer it's electronic powers into unelectrical devices such as the ordinary ballpoint pen. It may have been a single incident, but it happened to my very own co-partner in this operation.
Now that I'm sure we have your attention, you're probably wondering just how we intend to tackle this seemingly impossible task of overthrowing technology... Well, I'm here to reassure you and let you know, we have a plan! Out there, somewhere in the world, a motherboard of all motherboards is providing technology with the power it needs for total world domination. Our goal; to take down this motherboard! It doesn't sound easy, but with our knowledge and first-hand experiences at the hands of technology, we believe we have what it takes to succeed!
And so it shall be written; the mission of all missions. The mission to take down technology. The Mission Sonar Overthrow! It will be long. It will be arduous. But in the end, will it be successful? Two friends on a mission to find the truth. Two go in, but will both survive? In all likelihood there is a chance of incredible danger and possible death. But we are determined, for the sake of humanity, to give all that we have and step into the world of Mission Sonar Overthrow!
Please, this is a very important community announcement. It would be much appreciated, more importantly for your own safety, if you would read the following passage.
It has come to the attention of myself, and another brilliant-minded person, the undercover sabotage that it currently taking place within the technological world. In short, what does this mean? Basically it means that technology is rapidly rising up to take over the world! And our aim as well-informed members of society is so overthrow the malicious ever-evolving powers of technology.
Now, all this cannot be said without some hard evidence. It might seem like nothing to you, but this is just simply because you have become desensitised to these wicked acts which have become apart of your seemingly normal everyday lives. Have you ever innocently been using your computer when it will shut itself off? Or perhaps your CD-Rom drive just will not open? Gone to open up an internet website, only to have multiple blank pages open? Or maybe it hasn't involved the internet at all... Ever paused a DVD and walked away from the TV, to come back and press play with the volume up to the maximum? Had troubles with you iPod? Does it pause for no reason? Has it ever just suddenly frozen? Does the screen on your phone freeze and turn white? Does your phone flash for no reason?
The abovementioned "technical difficulties" are just a few examples of the acts conducted by technology. And maybe you're thinking that all of this is an overreaction... but please, this is a very serious situation. If electronic devices have the ability to do these things, can you imagine what they'll be able to do in years to come? Especially with the rate at which technology is advancing! And believe it or not, technology has already learnt how to transfer it's electronic powers into unelectrical devices such as the ordinary ballpoint pen. It may have been a single incident, but it happened to my very own co-partner in this operation.
Now that I'm sure we have your attention, you're probably wondering just how we intend to tackle this seemingly impossible task of overthrowing technology... Well, I'm here to reassure you and let you know, we have a plan! Out there, somewhere in the world, a motherboard of all motherboards is providing technology with the power it needs for total world domination. Our goal; to take down this motherboard! It doesn't sound easy, but with our knowledge and first-hand experiences at the hands of technology, we believe we have what it takes to succeed!
And so it shall be written; the mission of all missions. The mission to take down technology. The Mission Sonar Overthrow! It will be long. It will be arduous. But in the end, will it be successful? Two friends on a mission to find the truth. Two go in, but will both survive? In all likelihood there is a chance of incredible danger and possible death. But we are determined, for the sake of humanity, to give all that we have and step into the world of Mission Sonar Overthrow!
It seems to be the only one I remember!
That is, the only birthday i remember.
It's not that I forget everyone else's, even though that's the exact thing I renowned for doing, but I always seem to be on the computer when I remember Shia's. As opposed to Jared, Jensen and Rob. . . lol. Don't worry about me, I realise how pointless this post is.
Today I had the GAT too. Gosh, BORING! An essay on bees! An opinion piece on material possessions. And 70 multiple choice questions. Three hours of utter boredom! Not too mention how damn cold it was in the hall. Like, I don't think I can adequately describe the level of coldness in that place. Try to imagine sitting on ice in Antarctica during a snow storm, naked! That level of coldness doesn't even come close to what it was in the hall! I was actually shaking, involuntarily, because I was so cold. It was a painful cold too! My feet hurt like crazy, then I just stopped feeling all together! Then when it was over I was about to collapse. I was actually feeling dizzy and seeing stars. The GAT officially is a serious health hazard!
Anyways, I should try to get this RE assignment done. Seriously, RE? It's so stupid and boring and gah! A waste of my time!
Today's Shia LaBeouf's birthday! Happy 23rd birthday!!
It's not that I forget everyone else's, even though that's the exact thing I renowned for doing, but I always seem to be on the computer when I remember Shia's. As opposed to Jared, Jensen and Rob. . . lol. Don't worry about me, I realise how pointless this post is.
Today I had the GAT too. Gosh, BORING! An essay on bees! An opinion piece on material possessions. And 70 multiple choice questions. Three hours of utter boredom! Not too mention how damn cold it was in the hall. Like, I don't think I can adequately describe the level of coldness in that place. Try to imagine sitting on ice in Antarctica during a snow storm, naked! That level of coldness doesn't even come close to what it was in the hall! I was actually shaking, involuntarily, because I was so cold. It was a painful cold too! My feet hurt like crazy, then I just stopped feeling all together! Then when it was over I was about to collapse. I was actually feeling dizzy and seeing stars. The GAT officially is a serious health hazard!
Anyways, I should try to get this RE assignment done. Seriously, RE? It's so stupid and boring and gah! A waste of my time!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Get down low and go, go, go!
So um, mum just left me home alone to look after the potatos that were cooking on the stove and then after they were cooked I had to mash them. . . sounds simple enough. For me, however, that apparently wasn't simple.
I was sitting here at the computer and thought I could smell something. But, I was too busy updating the layout to my MySpace to really bother with this mystery smell. Then I smelt it again; actually it had never gone away, I guess I just finally noticed it again. I sat here wondering what on earth it could be. Then, I remembered that there are potatos on the stove.
I got up and had a look and I saw that all the water in the pot had gone. I could also see ALOT of black. I picked the pot up and put it down on the counter. And what, you may ask, did I place this pot on? A plastic bread board! lol
Straight after I thought to myself what a stupid thing to do that was, but I was already searching for another pot to put the remaining potatos in to worry about it. Once I found one, I salvage what potatos I could.
Then I picked up the pot and put it in the sink. However!, while lifting the pot I realised it had melted to the bread board. So I ripped the pot from the board and put it in the sink. I got a big serving spoon and started to scratch off what I could from the bottom of the pot. I got heaps of washing detergent and just started scrubbing like mad!
Then I realised that the house smelled like smoke. So I opened up the back doors. But it wasn't doing anything. So, seeing as how mum was due back home any minute, I got my deodorant and started spraying like crazy!
Then I went back to working on cleaning the pot! I finally got most of it off, but there was still black marks everywhere! So I decided to just leave it in the sink with detergent in it and some water and let it soak.
When mum got home I went into the garage and saw Jack putting the doors of the cupboard in our garage back onto their tracks. I asked what happened and mum said she drove into the cupboard. I say to her 'huh, made a bit of a mistake, did you?' She just looks at me weird and says I'm crazy.
When she walks into the house she looks at me and says 'Jyssica, did you forget the potatos?' I just start laughing.
She goes into the kitchen and Jack conveniently points out the bread board, and then I pretty much just start laughing all over again.
I wait for mums reaction, and to my relief, she starts laughing too.
She tastes the potatos that I tried to make do with and tells me they taste a bit burnt. But I just tell her 'it's rustic. Think back to when we went camping. It's just like camping.'
lol. So that's my little story about my eventful afternoon. Nearly burnt my house down! Go me! Let this be a lesson to everyone; do NOT leave me in charge of anything that is in anyway capable of setting fire or causing serious damage! Because more than likely I will forget about whatever it is that I'm suppose to be keeping an eye on and, as a consequence, I could be the reason for you living out on the streets with no home.
I was sitting here at the computer and thought I could smell something. But, I was too busy updating the layout to my MySpace to really bother with this mystery smell. Then I smelt it again; actually it had never gone away, I guess I just finally noticed it again. I sat here wondering what on earth it could be. Then, I remembered that there are potatos on the stove.
I got up and had a look and I saw that all the water in the pot had gone. I could also see ALOT of black. I picked the pot up and put it down on the counter. And what, you may ask, did I place this pot on? A plastic bread board! lol
Straight after I thought to myself what a stupid thing to do that was, but I was already searching for another pot to put the remaining potatos in to worry about it. Once I found one, I salvage what potatos I could.
Then I picked up the pot and put it in the sink. However!, while lifting the pot I realised it had melted to the bread board. So I ripped the pot from the board and put it in the sink. I got a big serving spoon and started to scratch off what I could from the bottom of the pot. I got heaps of washing detergent and just started scrubbing like mad!
Then I realised that the house smelled like smoke. So I opened up the back doors. But it wasn't doing anything. So, seeing as how mum was due back home any minute, I got my deodorant and started spraying like crazy!
Then I went back to working on cleaning the pot! I finally got most of it off, but there was still black marks everywhere! So I decided to just leave it in the sink with detergent in it and some water and let it soak.
When mum got home I went into the garage and saw Jack putting the doors of the cupboard in our garage back onto their tracks. I asked what happened and mum said she drove into the cupboard. I say to her 'huh, made a bit of a mistake, did you?' She just looks at me weird and says I'm crazy.
When she walks into the house she looks at me and says 'Jyssica, did you forget the potatos?' I just start laughing.
She goes into the kitchen and Jack conveniently points out the bread board, and then I pretty much just start laughing all over again.
I wait for mums reaction, and to my relief, she starts laughing too.
She tastes the potatos that I tried to make do with and tells me they taste a bit burnt. But I just tell her 'it's rustic. Think back to when we went camping. It's just like camping.'
lol. So that's my little story about my eventful afternoon. Nearly burnt my house down! Go me! Let this be a lesson to everyone; do NOT leave me in charge of anything that is in anyway capable of setting fire or causing serious damage! Because more than likely I will forget about whatever it is that I'm suppose to be keeping an eye on and, as a consequence, I could be the reason for you living out on the streets with no home.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Supernatural: Sex And Violence
Season Four-Episode Fourteen
Bedford, Iowa
Vicki Benson is tenderizing meat for supper when her husband Adam comes home late from work. When she talks about his boss keeping him late, he snaps at her and then apologizes. As she explains that she accepted a party invitation for a friend, he loses his temper with her again. Vicki apologizes but Adam picks up the meat tenderizer and beats her to death.
Dean wakes up in the morning to hear Sam making a secret phone call. Dean feigns being asleep and Sam comes in to tell him that he's got information on three murders in Bedford where the loving husbands brutally killed their wives. The brothers visit Adam in jail and he explains that he loved his wife and has no idea why he killed Vicki. He says he didn't feel possessed and they were happy. Dean reveals that Adam has $9,000 in credit card charges to a strip club, the Honey Wagon. He admits that he met a stripper there, Jasmine, who he fell in love with during a bachelor party. She told Adam that they could be together forever if he killed his wife. Adam admits he has no idea where Jasmine lives or what his real name is. He also says that he deserves to die and if he doesn't get the death sentence, he'll do it himself.
Pretending to be an FBI agent, Sam drops in to see Dr. Cara Roberts, who works with the sheriff's department. He asks her about the workups on the three killers and their victims, and reveals that the men had high levels of oxytocin hormones. Oxytocin causes love-type feelings. Dean comes in but Cara seems more interested in Sam. She admits that she has no explanation for the high levels of oxytocin.
A disgruntled Dean complains briefly to Sam about Cara, and then explains that the other two murders hid away funds to pay for their strippers, and frequented a club called the Honey Wagon. However, each man had a different stripper, perfect. They go to the club but the owner doesn't have any paperwork on any of the three strippers. Sam has talked to Bobby, who thinks that sirens are involved. Sirens are creatures that lure men to their deaths, and can read minds to give their victims a perfect mate. They figure it's a single creature, but they have no way to determine who in the club it might be.
In a booth, Lenny Bristol meets with an attractive stripper, Belle. They go to Lenny's place and he makes sure his mother is sleeping peacefully. After sex, Belle tells Lenny to beat his mother to death so they can be together always. He goes into the next room to do so and Belle leaves.
The next day, Dean is alone in the hotel room doing research and notices that Sam forgot his phone. Dean dials the last number and hears Ruby's voice. He hangs up and puts the phone down as Sam returns to tell Dean about Lenny. Bobby calls and tells them that he's determined a siren can be killed with a bronze dagger covered in the blood of someone affected by her song. He figures the "spell" is some kind of venom and it will kill her if she gets a dose. However, none of the guys in jail are under the siren's spell any more. Bobby warns that sirens can turn men to her advantage.
Sam and Dean visit Cara again and Sam asks her for a blood sample. They're interrupted when a real FBI agent, Nick Monroe, arrives, claims he's been assigned to the case, and asks for their IDs. They tell him to call their supervisor, Mike Kayser, and provide a phone number. Fortunately, they have things set up with Bobby to take any such calls and pass himself off as a FBI director. Monroe brings them up to speed and explains he's discovered all of the murderers had strippers at the club. Sam tells Dean to take Monroe with him to keep him busy while Sam gets the blood sample from Cara. Dean reluctantly agrees and fortunately, Monroe is impressed by the Impala. Meanwhile, Sam talks to Cara who reveals that the blood sample has disappeared.
At the club, Dean and Monroe bond over drinks, classic rock, and strippers. Monroe reveals he found a purple flower at every crime scene and Dean remembers where he's seen such flowers before: at Cara's office.
Sam and Cara go over the security tapes but can't find any indication of who stole the blood. Sam explains his theory that the men were drugged and Cara talks about how sometimes you can hate the person you love. She pours out whiskey for both of them and talks about her failed relationship with her ex-husband. Sam's phone rings but he ignores it, and Cara admits she's been thinking about him all day. She hits on him and they end up making love in her office.
Sam returns to his hotel room and calls Dean, who explains that Monroe found hyacinths at the crime scene that originated in the Mediterranean. Dean has checked on Cara and she's only been in town two months, and her ex-husband died of a heart attack. Sam doesn't believe it and Dean figures he had sex with Cara. Sam insists he feels fine and asks to meet, but Dean insists on handling it on his own. Sam angrily throws the phone away. Dean leaves a message for Bobby and then calls Monroe asking for his help.
Monroe watches the club and sees Cara arrive. Dean arrives and says they'll wait to see who she comes out with. As they pass a flask back and forth, Monroe is skeptical of Dean's "poison" theory, and then notes she might be using her saliva. "Monroe" then tells Dean that he can't trust Sam and needs to get him out of the way so he and Monroe can be brothers forever.
Sam returns to the hotel room and finds Nick waiting for him. Dean emerges from behind the door and grabs his brother, holding a knife to his neck. "Nick" assures him that he has total control of Dean because he gave him the brother he always wanted. The siren admits he's bored and wants to fall in love again, then spits its venom into Sam's mouth. It then tells them to fight it out and the winner can be with it forever. Dean says that the Sam he knew is gone and that he knows Sam called Ruby. Sam finally tells him that they're hunting down Lilith because Dean is too weak and Sam's the better hunter. Dean attacks him and the two of them battle. They go through the door out into the hallway and Dean grabs a fire ax. Nick urges Dean on Dean starts to swing… but Bobby arrives and stabs him in the shoulder. Nick tries to run but Bobby throws the knife into the sire's back, killing it and freeing the brothers from its spell.
The next morning, Sam and Dean thank Bobby, who notes he easily figured out Monroe was a fake after one call. He wonders if they're going to be okay and they say they will be. He points out that there's no shame in a siren getting to them. After Bobby leaves, Sam says he's not interested in Cara and there's no point. Sam apologizes for what he said and Dean says the same, and they both claim that they're good.
Aired Monday 8th June, 2009
You know that time of the night when you're laying in bed, waiting to drift off to sleep..? And you know how majority of the time those minutes, sometimes hours, are spent evaluating the events and conversations you had during the day..? Well that's what I did last night, and this is the slight conclusion I have come to.
Yesturday when asked if I could see how pretty the sky was, I looked out the window next to me to see a darkening, grey sky - nothing at all spectacular. However, I then remembered that in the evening it was from my backyard that you could see all the pretty colours in the sky as the sun sets.
So I decided to get up and go have a look at the sky from the back of my house. And sure enough, there it was; beautiful pink, orange and yellow breaking through the strong dark clouds. It looked amazing.
When I returned to the computer in my dungeon (it's not actually a dungeon, it was just very dark at the front of my house) I agreed about the look of the sky and told of what I just saw. I was then told, something along the lines of, it's sad how something to pretty doesn't last, how it just disappears to never be the same again.
This statement, according to the person who said it, was stupid. I, however, thought otherwise. I thought that it was quite valid and had much truth to it.
On the other hand, as I saw it, from where I was sitting, I could see nothing but darkness before me. Yet not so far away, sharing the very same sky, was such a beautiful artwork for all to see. And yes, that beauty may disappear and become one with the darkness; but from that darkness is the possibility of something so much more remarkable to appear the next day. And all it takes to witness and be apart of this beauty is something as simple as getting up and wanting more.
I initially thought that what I had said was very stupid and corny. But after thinking about it, I think it has much relevance to life in general. And, as crazy as it may sound, I think this little realisation is what has encouraged such a good mood in me today. Well, not good mood. More random than anything else! But good nevertheless.
Yesturday when asked if I could see how pretty the sky was, I looked out the window next to me to see a darkening, grey sky - nothing at all spectacular. However, I then remembered that in the evening it was from my backyard that you could see all the pretty colours in the sky as the sun sets.
So I decided to get up and go have a look at the sky from the back of my house. And sure enough, there it was; beautiful pink, orange and yellow breaking through the strong dark clouds. It looked amazing.
When I returned to the computer in my dungeon (it's not actually a dungeon, it was just very dark at the front of my house) I agreed about the look of the sky and told of what I just saw. I was then told, something along the lines of, it's sad how something to pretty doesn't last, how it just disappears to never be the same again.
This statement, according to the person who said it, was stupid. I, however, thought otherwise. I thought that it was quite valid and had much truth to it.
On the other hand, as I saw it, from where I was sitting, I could see nothing but darkness before me. Yet not so far away, sharing the very same sky, was such a beautiful artwork for all to see. And yes, that beauty may disappear and become one with the darkness; but from that darkness is the possibility of something so much more remarkable to appear the next day. And all it takes to witness and be apart of this beauty is something as simple as getting up and wanting more.
I initially thought that what I had said was very stupid and corny. But after thinking about it, I think it has much relevance to life in general. And, as crazy as it may sound, I think this little realisation is what has encouraged such a good mood in me today. Well, not good mood. More random than anything else! But good nevertheless.
Monday, June 8, 2009
*Cough**Cough*
Make of this what you will. I don't think there is any explanation that'll make this any less weird.
Sunday 21 August, 2005
It's as if I have my very own DeLorean
Now I'm looking at old MySpace Blogs. Gosh, I'm finding all this rather fascinating. I figured, I look at this blog more frequently than I do any other one I have. So, if I'm to re-post some stuff from my other blogs, I'm more likely to re-read them! See the logic? =]
Thursday 22 March, 2007
You know what I was thinking...
I don't know if I am actually really good friends with anyone..
I don't have that one friend that I share everything with.
I don't have that friend that I go shopping with every weekend.
I don't have that friend that knows every secret about me.
No one that can tell when I'm upset even if I'm hiding it and no one else can tell.
That one that knows everything about anyone I've ever liked.
The one person I can act like a complete fuck around and they won't give a shit.
The one person that when I'm around them I don't need to hide my true self.
I feel that when I'm around others, I shut myself off, and I don't know why..
Maybe I try too hard to impress people?
Try not to piss people off, and by doing so they don't get to know me.
I'm known as the quiet one.
The smart, nerdy, quiet, timid girl.
But I'm not usually like that.
I'm loud, crazy, hyper, but only a few people have seen that side of me.
Maybe because there are so many dominating personalities?
Maybe I feel intimidated by others?
More than likely I'm just lacking self confidence.
I can act like myself when I'm by myself with someone else who is just like me.
I'm just not too big on the group stuff.
Especially when we are so opposite.
It sucks and I hate it.
And I don't know why : (
How crap.
I see girls everywhere, with their best friend.
They shop together, talk bout boys together, sleep over at each others house, spend every minute of their day together.
As you can probably tell, I spend my time on the computer doing nothing.
Maybe I'm just not good at talking face to face.
I blame technology.
And swimming.
I've had NO social life because of swimming.
They are probably my closest friends, yet they all have other people... other friends... best friends...
But the one person who is probably my best friend... well I'm probably not theirs.
Usually I get left out of things.
I don't really care if I don't spend every second of my life with someone.
Like, actually, I don't mind being by myself, just not all the time.
Everyone needs time for themself.
But the moments that I do spend with my friends, it would be nice to feel included, rather than being pushed to the side.
I don't want to be the center of attention, I HATE being in the spotlight, I don't want the attention to be on me.
But I would like to be noticed.
Like what I have to say actually means something.
Not all the time. I'm not asking for everyone to fuss over me.
Anywho, just a thought...
Saturday 1 September, 2007
Isolated, alone.
Restricted in an open space.
Darkness gradually falls.
No sign of life.
Trapped in an unlife-like reality.
Screams cannot be heard.
Actions cannot be seen.
A figure in the distance
Can just be made out.
Tormented, afraid.
Reach out.
Gripped tightly by a mocking laugh.
Sounds so close, yet so far.
Mistakes you've made,
Layed out before you.
Thrown at you,
Killing you.
Let out a scream, does it help?
Frightened, scared.
Lay still, unable to move.
Hurriedly sweeping across the distance,
A figure pounces on it's victim.
A piercing laughter escapes,
For the victim can do nothing now but shy away.
As every body parts seems to disintegrate.
Confront this nightmare,
But it's just too much.
Forever feeling isolated,
Alone.
Friday 14 September, 2007
Well, hello there.
You know what? I swear I think WAY too much about random, unnecessary stuff. Like who do you know that sits there thinking about death? Who do you know that thinks that life is pointless and unmeaningful?
Well, wanna know what I think? (Too bad if you don’t.. stop reading now if you don’t give a shit..) The meaning of life is simply to SCREW EVERYONE!
Our lives are worthless, they mean nothing to anyone! And even if someone cares about you, and you do happen to mean something to them.. it’s not going to matter.. Coz the few people that you do actually effect, well they’re just going to die,, and so are you.
We were all put on this earth for some apparent reason that is unknown to just about everyone, and if someone does actually know.. WELL THEN TELL ME, COZ I WANNA KNOW! =D
We go through life doing things that other people tell us to do.. and why? What’s the point in following orders and making sure you live up to higher expectations? What are you going to get out of it?
No matter how hard you try to make a difference, there is someone else out there trying just as hard to undo the good that you do. Everything has it’s way of balancing out, and there is just no point!
You go through life, and as a child you have so much to look forward to, a full and happy life. But where do you go from there? All you do is continue to get older. And your childhood of happy memories becomes just that,, a memory.
We try so hard to become the best we can be. But in 100years time, who’s going to remember? The people that where there with you, the people that actually meant something to you, and that you meant something too, they’re gonna be gone. And you’re just going to be another random person that was living.
So I say, SCREW EVERYONE! Screw them! You do what YOU want to do, when YOU want to do it! There is no point in living your life doing things that make you upset, coz you only get one chance, so don’t blow it!
Who cares if you don’t become rich and famous.. just make sure that you’re living your own life and no one else's. Live off the government for all I care!
If you are stuck in the middle of something that upsets you, then get out of it! You have a freaky obsession with someone (lol), then go for it! Eg: Use the governments money to fly to America to meet your lover and screw him! And who cares if you get a restraining order against you, coz it ain’t gonna matter in years to come! You may as well make the most of the time you have!
People should stop wasting their time trying to find cures.. try and figure out what our real purpose is, why we are really here! Coz that’s the real question we all want to know! Cures, yeah, okay,, they seem important,, but whether or not someone dies sooner than later,, it doesn’t really matter, coz we’re all gonna die at some stage anyway!
Does anyone know how we got here in the first place? We have been here for millions and millions of years, and we have had that long to figure it out.. And is anyone closer to knowing? Has anyone made any slight progression from the start of time? NOT THAT I KNOW OF!
You know, people say to ’stay fit, eat right’, but who cares! If you’re fat and unhealthy, you’re gonna die. If you’re skinny and fit, you’re gonna die! GET OVER IT!
No one has the real power to stop you from anything! And if someone feels that they are in fact higher than you,, that you tell them where to go! Coz no one, I mean NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO PUT SOMEONE ELSE DOWN, AND IF THEY DO, THEN YOU BLOODY WELL STAND UP FOR YOURSELF, AND YOU MAKE SURE THAT YOU’RE LIVING THE WAY YOU WANT TOO! =D
I’d like to concluding by saying that anyone who has actually continued to read up to here must really be bored! And I would like to point out that I feel I’m going through a mid-life crisis.. at the age of 15.. So don’t bother me! lol! But seriously, do you get me? This all started coz I don’t wanna get old! It’s horrible! My whole life, the whole 15 years that I’ve been here.. what have I accomplished?
Like I said, I think way too much about nothing.. so yeah, this is it from me.. for now! lol! =D
(Just a little insight into this post. I wrote this after a conversation with Hannah. We kinda went nuts, so if this seems completely whack-out, that's why. lol, Hannah can have that effect on people!)
Saturday 3 May, 2008
Howdy!
It's been some time since I've posted anything that anyone can read. Not that people are particularly interested. Like all those messages I get telling me to update this thing... It's overwhelming to say the least!
So, I'm like completely over school, everything to do with school. Which tends to make me over people too. But that's nothing new. I am tired and I can't be bothered anymore.
It's kinda confusing. I'm not "lonely", but I'm missing something, someone. Yet, whenever I'm around people.., I don't wanna be there with them. I'd rather spend time alone with myself. I don't know how to explain it. I think it's more like when.. you feel like you're not really needed or wanted I guess. Like, everyone could go on doing what they're doing without you, and it wouldn't bother anyone.
Not to mention tying to keep up with myself. Now there's a struggle. I've been so pissed off at myself lately too. And I don't know why. I've got nothing to look forward too, to live for. And it's stupid. Everything is so boring!
That's the thing. I'm so tired of living through the same routine, day in, day out. I want something exciting to happen! I wanna do something exciting! A purpose!
I suppose, I can't wait for Supernatural to come back on.! That's rather exciting!.. to me.
But that's not a hell of alot is it? Plus it's kinda weird. The most exciting thing to happen in my life, and it doesn't even involve me.. And it's quite obsessive too. Which is something that I should try and stop. I think that annoys people. But I can't help it... Well, I shall try!
And another thing. Without seeming all "dark". I was thinking the other day, as I do most nights actually, while laying in bed, waiting to fall asleep.. Once I die, will anyone remember me? What can I leave behind? But I dunno what I can leave behind.. Do you think my myspace page will get deleted? Cause that could be something!
But I found this quote, and it fits me to a tee! "When I'm laying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me" which is so true. I don't want to die. The thought of growing old and dying scares the crap outta me. But on the other hand, life is stupid and completely pointless!
I get up, I go to school. That's it. While at home I'm on the computer. I listen to music. That's it. What kind of a life is that? Although, that's one thing that keeps me happy. Music. I love my music! I love Jade! Isn't Jade just beautiful! I think he is!
Anyway, that's enough complaining for now. It seems that that's all I ever do. How annoying for anyone who bothered to read down to this point, huh!?
Okay, anyone else find that as boring as I think you all did? lol. I don't think it's boring, I just think I'm seriously weird! These posts are evidence of what I'm always telling people; I have been, for forever will continue to be extremely weird!
Thursday 22 March, 2007
You know what I was thinking...
I don't know if I am actually really good friends with anyone..
I don't have that one friend that I share everything with.
I don't have that friend that I go shopping with every weekend.
I don't have that friend that knows every secret about me.
No one that can tell when I'm upset even if I'm hiding it and no one else can tell.
That one that knows everything about anyone I've ever liked.
The one person I can act like a complete fuck around and they won't give a shit.
The one person that when I'm around them I don't need to hide my true self.
I feel that when I'm around others, I shut myself off, and I don't know why..
Maybe I try too hard to impress people?
Try not to piss people off, and by doing so they don't get to know me.
I'm known as the quiet one.
The smart, nerdy, quiet, timid girl.
But I'm not usually like that.
I'm loud, crazy, hyper, but only a few people have seen that side of me.
Maybe because there are so many dominating personalities?
Maybe I feel intimidated by others?
More than likely I'm just lacking self confidence.
I can act like myself when I'm by myself with someone else who is just like me.
I'm just not too big on the group stuff.
Especially when we are so opposite.
It sucks and I hate it.
And I don't know why : (
How crap.
I see girls everywhere, with their best friend.
They shop together, talk bout boys together, sleep over at each others house, spend every minute of their day together.
As you can probably tell, I spend my time on the computer doing nothing.
Maybe I'm just not good at talking face to face.
I blame technology.
And swimming.
I've had NO social life because of swimming.
They are probably my closest friends, yet they all have other people... other friends... best friends...
But the one person who is probably my best friend... well I'm probably not theirs.
Usually I get left out of things.
I don't really care if I don't spend every second of my life with someone.
Like, actually, I don't mind being by myself, just not all the time.
Everyone needs time for themself.
But the moments that I do spend with my friends, it would be nice to feel included, rather than being pushed to the side.
I don't want to be the center of attention, I HATE being in the spotlight, I don't want the attention to be on me.
But I would like to be noticed.
Like what I have to say actually means something.
Not all the time. I'm not asking for everyone to fuss over me.
Anywho, just a thought...
Saturday 1 September, 2007
Isolated, alone.
Restricted in an open space.
Darkness gradually falls.
No sign of life.
Trapped in an unlife-like reality.
Screams cannot be heard.
Actions cannot be seen.
A figure in the distance
Can just be made out.
Tormented, afraid.
Reach out.
Gripped tightly by a mocking laugh.
Sounds so close, yet so far.
Mistakes you've made,
Layed out before you.
Thrown at you,
Killing you.
Let out a scream, does it help?
Frightened, scared.
Lay still, unable to move.
Hurriedly sweeping across the distance,
A figure pounces on it's victim.
A piercing laughter escapes,
For the victim can do nothing now but shy away.
As every body parts seems to disintegrate.
Confront this nightmare,
But it's just too much.
Forever feeling isolated,
Alone.
Friday 14 September, 2007
Well, hello there.
You know what? I swear I think WAY too much about random, unnecessary stuff. Like who do you know that sits there thinking about death? Who do you know that thinks that life is pointless and unmeaningful?
Well, wanna know what I think? (Too bad if you don’t.. stop reading now if you don’t give a shit..) The meaning of life is simply to SCREW EVERYONE!
Our lives are worthless, they mean nothing to anyone! And even if someone cares about you, and you do happen to mean something to them.. it’s not going to matter.. Coz the few people that you do actually effect, well they’re just going to die,, and so are you.
We were all put on this earth for some apparent reason that is unknown to just about everyone, and if someone does actually know.. WELL THEN TELL ME, COZ I WANNA KNOW! =D
We go through life doing things that other people tell us to do.. and why? What’s the point in following orders and making sure you live up to higher expectations? What are you going to get out of it?
No matter how hard you try to make a difference, there is someone else out there trying just as hard to undo the good that you do. Everything has it’s way of balancing out, and there is just no point!
You go through life, and as a child you have so much to look forward to, a full and happy life. But where do you go from there? All you do is continue to get older. And your childhood of happy memories becomes just that,, a memory.
We try so hard to become the best we can be. But in 100years time, who’s going to remember? The people that where there with you, the people that actually meant something to you, and that you meant something too, they’re gonna be gone. And you’re just going to be another random person that was living.
So I say, SCREW EVERYONE! Screw them! You do what YOU want to do, when YOU want to do it! There is no point in living your life doing things that make you upset, coz you only get one chance, so don’t blow it!
Who cares if you don’t become rich and famous.. just make sure that you’re living your own life and no one else's. Live off the government for all I care!
If you are stuck in the middle of something that upsets you, then get out of it! You have a freaky obsession with someone (lol), then go for it! Eg: Use the governments money to fly to America to meet your lover and screw him! And who cares if you get a restraining order against you, coz it ain’t gonna matter in years to come! You may as well make the most of the time you have!
People should stop wasting their time trying to find cures.. try and figure out what our real purpose is, why we are really here! Coz that’s the real question we all want to know! Cures, yeah, okay,, they seem important,, but whether or not someone dies sooner than later,, it doesn’t really matter, coz we’re all gonna die at some stage anyway!
Does anyone know how we got here in the first place? We have been here for millions and millions of years, and we have had that long to figure it out.. And is anyone closer to knowing? Has anyone made any slight progression from the start of time? NOT THAT I KNOW OF!
You know, people say to ’stay fit, eat right’, but who cares! If you’re fat and unhealthy, you’re gonna die. If you’re skinny and fit, you’re gonna die! GET OVER IT!
No one has the real power to stop you from anything! And if someone feels that they are in fact higher than you,, that you tell them where to go! Coz no one, I mean NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO PUT SOMEONE ELSE DOWN, AND IF THEY DO, THEN YOU BLOODY WELL STAND UP FOR YOURSELF, AND YOU MAKE SURE THAT YOU’RE LIVING THE WAY YOU WANT TOO! =D
I’d like to concluding by saying that anyone who has actually continued to read up to here must really be bored! And I would like to point out that I feel I’m going through a mid-life crisis.. at the age of 15.. So don’t bother me! lol! But seriously, do you get me? This all started coz I don’t wanna get old! It’s horrible! My whole life, the whole 15 years that I’ve been here.. what have I accomplished?
Like I said, I think way too much about nothing.. so yeah, this is it from me.. for now! lol! =D
(Just a little insight into this post. I wrote this after a conversation with Hannah. We kinda went nuts, so if this seems completely whack-out, that's why. lol, Hannah can have that effect on people!)
Saturday 3 May, 2008
Howdy!
It's been some time since I've posted anything that anyone can read. Not that people are particularly interested. Like all those messages I get telling me to update this thing... It's overwhelming to say the least!
So, I'm like completely over school, everything to do with school. Which tends to make me over people too. But that's nothing new. I am tired and I can't be bothered anymore.
It's kinda confusing. I'm not "lonely", but I'm missing something, someone. Yet, whenever I'm around people.., I don't wanna be there with them. I'd rather spend time alone with myself. I don't know how to explain it. I think it's more like when.. you feel like you're not really needed or wanted I guess. Like, everyone could go on doing what they're doing without you, and it wouldn't bother anyone.
Not to mention tying to keep up with myself. Now there's a struggle. I've been so pissed off at myself lately too. And I don't know why. I've got nothing to look forward too, to live for. And it's stupid. Everything is so boring!
That's the thing. I'm so tired of living through the same routine, day in, day out. I want something exciting to happen! I wanna do something exciting! A purpose!
I suppose, I can't wait for Supernatural to come back on.! That's rather exciting!.. to me.
But that's not a hell of alot is it? Plus it's kinda weird. The most exciting thing to happen in my life, and it doesn't even involve me.. And it's quite obsessive too. Which is something that I should try and stop. I think that annoys people. But I can't help it... Well, I shall try!
And another thing. Without seeming all "dark". I was thinking the other day, as I do most nights actually, while laying in bed, waiting to fall asleep.. Once I die, will anyone remember me? What can I leave behind? But I dunno what I can leave behind.. Do you think my myspace page will get deleted? Cause that could be something!
But I found this quote, and it fits me to a tee! "When I'm laying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me" which is so true. I don't want to die. The thought of growing old and dying scares the crap outta me. But on the other hand, life is stupid and completely pointless!
I get up, I go to school. That's it. While at home I'm on the computer. I listen to music. That's it. What kind of a life is that? Although, that's one thing that keeps me happy. Music. I love my music! I love Jade! Isn't Jade just beautiful! I think he is!
Anyway, that's enough complaining for now. It seems that that's all I ever do. How annoying for anyone who bothered to read down to this point, huh!?
Okay, anyone else find that as boring as I think you all did? lol. I don't think it's boring, I just think I'm seriously weird! These posts are evidence of what I'm always telling people; I have been, for forever will continue to be extremely weird!
Flashback
Okay, I just found this on my Windows Live profile thing from 2006.
I thought it was interesting.
And this is the exact reason why i write things. So that when I go back to them, even if they make no sense whatsoever to anyone else, I still remember.
Saturday 7 October , 2006
Slowly dying,
Grasping onto what I have left.
The desire to go on,
Trying your best,
Does nothing to ease the pain.
Dying efforts do nothing to make you better,
As everyone is sure to beat you.
Emotions running wild cause you to breakdown.
Hide your face, turn away,
Ashamed that you might be the only one.
They look at you as if you're faking,
But you don't care,
You know that you're trying the hardest.
Deep down, on the inside, you beat everyone,
But externally, there's just no way.
Towards the end, all you have is pride.
To know that you truly did all you could.
Nothing else matters, as you come to an end.
All goes quiet and calm,
And everything stops.
Except for your heartbeat,
Pounding harder and harder.
No more worries for now,
But tomorrow's another day...
Tuesday 19 December, 2006
Grrrr... I hate everything to do with swimming right now.
It TOTALLY sucks.
Last Friday, at 5.15AM, that's right 5.15, while the rest of the sane world was sleeping, my coach has a go at everyone. Me mainly becuase "I let the team down" "I always have to have someone else lead sets because I'm too lazy" Like I really give a shit.
Then he has a go at this other kid Cameron because Cam dropped the 5KG medicine ball. He said "You, Jyssica Keen and Dylan Warren will never get anywhere with the effort you put in" (Dylan is this other kid I swim with who wouldn't hurt a fly)
Like he knows how hard I try... I'll admit it, the last 2 months of training have been crap. I've been lacking all motivation and just don't wanna be there, but the last 2 weeks have been really good for me. I've been going 8 sessions, which is more than I usually go concidering the minimum amount of sessions we're meant to go to is 8.
But no, my effort doesn't mean anything to him.No matter what I do, it will never be any good.
I will never live up to his expectations.
He seems to notice all my mistakes but never takes any recognition of my achievments. Coz that is so fair isn't it?
I don't wanna quit swimming but I don't wanna do it anymore.
I don't see any point anymore.
I probably won't get anywhere with it, but I wanna see how far I can go.
But the pressure and expectations... I don't know if I can handle it all.
I thought it was interesting.
And this is the exact reason why i write things. So that when I go back to them, even if they make no sense whatsoever to anyone else, I still remember.
Saturday 7 October , 2006
Slowly dying,
Grasping onto what I have left.
The desire to go on,
Trying your best,
Does nothing to ease the pain.
Dying efforts do nothing to make you better,
As everyone is sure to beat you.
Emotions running wild cause you to breakdown.
Hide your face, turn away,
Ashamed that you might be the only one.
They look at you as if you're faking,
But you don't care,
You know that you're trying the hardest.
Deep down, on the inside, you beat everyone,
But externally, there's just no way.
Towards the end, all you have is pride.
To know that you truly did all you could.
Nothing else matters, as you come to an end.
All goes quiet and calm,
And everything stops.
Except for your heartbeat,
Pounding harder and harder.
No more worries for now,
But tomorrow's another day...
Tuesday 19 December, 2006
Grrrr... I hate everything to do with swimming right now.
It TOTALLY sucks.
Last Friday, at 5.15AM, that's right 5.15, while the rest of the sane world was sleeping, my coach has a go at everyone. Me mainly becuase "I let the team down" "I always have to have someone else lead sets because I'm too lazy" Like I really give a shit.
Then he has a go at this other kid Cameron because Cam dropped the 5KG medicine ball. He said "You, Jyssica Keen and Dylan Warren will never get anywhere with the effort you put in" (Dylan is this other kid I swim with who wouldn't hurt a fly)
Like he knows how hard I try... I'll admit it, the last 2 months of training have been crap. I've been lacking all motivation and just don't wanna be there, but the last 2 weeks have been really good for me. I've been going 8 sessions, which is more than I usually go concidering the minimum amount of sessions we're meant to go to is 8.
But no, my effort doesn't mean anything to him.No matter what I do, it will never be any good.
I will never live up to his expectations.
He seems to notice all my mistakes but never takes any recognition of my achievments. Coz that is so fair isn't it?
I don't wanna quit swimming but I don't wanna do it anymore.
I don't see any point anymore.
I probably won't get anywhere with it, but I wanna see how far I can go.
But the pressure and expectations... I don't know if I can handle it all.
Monday, 8 June 2009
You know, it was exactly two years ago today that I quit swimming. Isn't that an interesting little fact.
It's raining crazy hard outside. I like being inside when it rains. Being outside is all cold. I don't like being cold. But while you're inside it's nice to watch the rain. I find it to be quite amusing. It's fascinating how it'll go from a downpour to just a drizzle in no time at all. Then before you know it it's gone back to a million little raindrops crashing down rapidly onto my roof. It's so unpredictable. I like when the crazy downpour turns into hail. It sounds so pretty on a tin roof.
In six days I'll be seventeen. I consider that to be extremely bizarre. It makes me feel old! I know right, how can seventeen be old? Well, it just is! When my cousin was seventeen, I used to think she was so old! Do you know how close that it to eighteen!?! I don't like that sound of that! Oh, would you look at that, it's stopped raining...
And just like that the million little raindrops are back. See, fascinating!
Today is the last day of my five day weekend. How much does that suck! I would prefer to not go back to school :) I think that sounds good! I'm hoping we don't do much for the rest of the term. We don't have many weeks left. Hopefully they past very quickly. Then the term holidays can go for as long as they please.
Well, not quite sure if there was a purpose for this post. But that doesn't matter! Supernatural's on tonight! Don't forget! :)
You know, it was exactly two years ago today that I quit swimming. Isn't that an interesting little fact.
It's raining crazy hard outside. I like being inside when it rains. Being outside is all cold. I don't like being cold. But while you're inside it's nice to watch the rain. I find it to be quite amusing. It's fascinating how it'll go from a downpour to just a drizzle in no time at all. Then before you know it it's gone back to a million little raindrops crashing down rapidly onto my roof. It's so unpredictable. I like when the crazy downpour turns into hail. It sounds so pretty on a tin roof.
In six days I'll be seventeen. I consider that to be extremely bizarre. It makes me feel old! I know right, how can seventeen be old? Well, it just is! When my cousin was seventeen, I used to think she was so old! Do you know how close that it to eighteen!?! I don't like that sound of that! Oh, would you look at that, it's stopped raining...
And just like that the million little raindrops are back. See, fascinating!
Today is the last day of my five day weekend. How much does that suck! I would prefer to not go back to school :) I think that sounds good! I'm hoping we don't do much for the rest of the term. We don't have many weeks left. Hopefully they past very quickly. Then the term holidays can go for as long as they please.
Well, not quite sure if there was a purpose for this post. But that doesn't matter! Supernatural's on tonight! Don't forget! :)
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Supernatural: After School Special
Season Four-Episode Thirteen
Guest Starring Colin Ford as little Sammy!
Fairfax, Indiana
At Truman High School, the cheerleaders and jocks are gossiping about Taylor, and when she arrives tell her she can't sit with them. They accuse her of being a slut and she sits next to another girl, April. April tells Taylor to ignore them and she feels sorry, but Taylor calls her a fat ugly pig. April runs off in tears. The next day in the women's restroom, April grabs Taylor and slams her into the mirror, then drowns her in the toilet. April's eyes starts to ooze black liquid as she looks down at her victim.
Sam impersonates an orderly and visits April at a mental institute. She claims she was possessed and couldn't stop what she was doing. He asks if she noticed any black smoke but she says she didn't notice any such thing. Outside, Sam meets with Dean and suggests that April was possessed. Dean is less than thrilled to go back to Truman High, where they attended once during their childhood.
1997
Dean drops Sam off at high school and Sam complains it's the third school they've been in. Dean tries to assure his brother without success. Then the teachers introduce the brothers to their respectives. As Sam sits at his desk, a butterfly knife drops out and a couple of the students notice. Dean doesn't have any books and the teacher is less than thrilled, but an attractive blonde student, Amanda, notices. One boy, Barry Cook, introduces himself to Sam, who tells a bully to leave Barry alone. The bully, Dirk, threatens to take on Sam but then backs down when Sam offers to take him on.
The Present
Sam takes a job as a janitor while Dean works as gym teacher and shows the kids how to play dodgeball. Sam contacts him and admits he hasn't found any sulphur.
In Home Ec a jock hits up another student for his homework. The student grabs his hand and shoves it into a cuisinart. As Sam comes in, the possessed boy collapses and starts leaking black liquid from the ear, with no memory of what happened. Sam figures a ghost is responsible and Dean checks the records. Only one student died, slitting his wrist in the girl's bathroom. The dead student is Barry Cook, and they think he's going after bullies. Sam admits that Barry had a hard time.
1997
Sam comes to Barry's help when another bully shoves him to the ground. Meanwhile, Dean is making out with Amanda in a closet and asks her out for a midnight movie. She says she has a curfew and Dean boasts he doesn't have one. He admits he'll only be in town for a couple of weeks, and she wonders if he misses his dad.
In the hallway, the bully, Dirk, catches up to Sam and knocks him to the ground. The teacher warns him away before Sam can do anything.
The Present
The brothers go to the cemetery to salt and burn Barry's bones. Sam is less than happy and wonders if he could have helped if they'd stayed longer. Dean assures him it wasn't his fault and that he's glad they're leaving: he hated the school. Sam says that it wasn't all bad.
1997
Dean plans to get revenge on Dirk but Sam tells him he doesn't need his help. Sam explains he doesn't want to be a freak so he took a beating. Dean says that their dad is going to be another week. Dean notes that Amanda wants him to meet her parents, and he doesn't do parents.
After Sam's teacher Mr. Wyatt talks to him. He's surprised about Sam submitting a non-fiction project about his family killing a werewolf. Mr. Wyatt gives him an A and asks about his family. He wonders if Sam wants to go into the family business and Sam notes no one has ever asked him that. Sam says he doesn't and Mr. Wyatt says he lived his own life and Sam should too.
The Present
The brothers go back to the high school so Sam can talk to Mr. Wyatt, who is still working there. A student asks him for directions and she smiles and calls him by name, then stabs him with a geometry compass. She kicks him in the groin and advances on him as black ooze drips from her mouth. He forces her to swallow salt and the ghost is expelled from her body. The brothers recoup out of town and figure they missed something. Dean reviews the student files and realizes that all the students rode the same bus. Sam wonders if the ghost can ride people miles from its haunt. They examine the bus but don't find any electromagnetic readings and there's no record anyone died on it. Dean checks the glove compartment and finds a new driving permit issued two weeks ago, to a Dirk MacGregor Sr. Sam remembers his son, Dirk.
1997
Dirk attacks Barry as he comes out of the school and Sam comes to his defense. Dirk shoves Sam to the ground and taunts him, and Sam gets up and easily takes him down. He calls the bully "Dirk the Jerk" and the students all taunt him as Dirk walks away.
The Present
Dean and Sam talk to Dirk Sr., who reveals Dirk Jr. died at age 18. He blames himself and admits Dirk had trouble in school. He says the kids picked on Dirk, calling him poor and stupid and "Dirk the Jerk." Dirk Sr. says his wife Jane died of cancer when Dirk was 13, and Dirk Jr. spent all of his time tending to her before her death. Sam apologizes and Dean asks where he's buried. Dirk Sr. reveals that his son was cremated, except for a lock of his hair. He reveals it's on his bus in his Bible.
The school's team is driving to an event on the bus, unaware that the substitute driver, Eddie, has been possessed. Eddie starts accelerating and drives over a tire barrier. The bus goes off the road and Eddie walks out. Sam arrives with a shotgun and calls out to Dirk. Dean come up behind Eddie and ties him with a rope soaked in salt water. Dean can't find the Bible and "Eddie" says they'll never find it. He condemns them for being the bullies and says they're going to get what's coming to them. In response, Sam says Dirk wasn't evil and admits they took it out on each other. Sam regrets Dirk never seeing it but Dirk is unimpressed. He breaks the ropes and Dean shoots him with rock salt. The ghost leaps into one of the athletes and attacks Sam. Dean shoots him but Sam tells him to find the hair. Unable to find it, Dean searches Eddie's body and finds the hair. He burns it and Dirk bursts free of the athlete and disappears.
1997
Amanda discovers Dean kissing another girl in the closet. She admits she was wrong about Dean and figures it's just an act and he's a sad lonely kid. Dean angrily denies it, insisting he's a hero, but no one believes him.
The students congratulate Sam for dealing with Dirk. Their father calls and Dean tells Sam that they're ready to leave. John pulls up in the Impala and Sam reluctantly gets in. He looks back and waves to Barry in the window.
The Present
Sam visits Mr. Wyatt, who remembers the "horror story" he wrote. Sam thanks him for his advice and taking an interest in him, even though he eventually had to assume adult responsibilities. Mr. Wyatt asks if he's happy and Sam considers the question.
Aired Monday 1st June, 2009
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