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First Adam Feb. 23rd, 2006 @ 12:10 am
So sure of your injustice
Something must be owed
Something has to be awarded
Something must be done
Cause you’ve been wronged
By almost loving me
One step to close to something
That may feel right
But I’m here
Sections of myself
as you begin to connect
The dots
X to Y
X to Y
I’ll let you call me Adam
I’ll be your first man
Skipping the section of paradise
We’ll indulge in lascivious
So sure of your injustice
Something must be owed
clearly not what you signed up for
but I’ll be your first Adam
your first sin worth while
and we can exist outside paradise
inside wrong doing
freaks of nature
living on the edge of society
self fulfilling prophesies
being dismembered
and set aflame
But you were wronged
I’m not what you signed up for
X to Y
X to Y
Living with Eve
wanting an Adam
or at least
a fruit
to bite into

2006 Jan. 1st, 2006 @ 12:27 am
Happy New year lovers!

Today I watched DayTime TV Dec. 2nd, 2005 @ 12:31 pm
My life has sunken to an all time low. Today I watched daytime television, and enjoyed myself. I didn’t even watch daytime T.V with any kind of intellect…oh no, I hit the talk shows, and I hit them hard! I started with Maurey, where he was talking to people who had no idea who the father of their child was! Which made me laugh…because it was NEVER the person they said it was, and they would go running off the stage crying, and the camera would follow them into the green room. Then you would see a lonely intern snacking on a doughnut, caught completely by surprise by the camera crew busting in on his break. He would move out of the shot, but you know he’s like “Dude…does she have to cry right by the glazed?!”

Then after Maurey was…the one…the only…Jerry Springer! The thing I love about Springer is, they don’t even try anymore. There isn’t even a HINT of self worth there…it’s like those people you see working at fast food restaurants who have just excepted the fact they’ll flip burgers for the rest of their lives. Today was “Leave my man alone or I’ll kick your skanky ass with my Big K blue light special boot….Part II” So I started watching all the drama unfold, and I remembered the days when Jerry would at least TRY to make his guests remain in their seats. Now- there is a boxing bell that goes off… and they move the chairs aside so as they could brawl it out! Then they audience starts getting riled up (they only thing worse they being a guest on Jerry Springer is taking time out of your day to go watch a taping…) and start chanting. However, I was so pleased…because finally…in this country…after YEARS of searching…we’ve found a use for people from the south! Now every time those toothless, rat bastard, right-wing, crazy fuckers start in on the news…instead of getting upset I’ll tell myself “Yes, they hate gay people, black people, Jewish people, women, gay women, black women, Jewish women…but with out them…there would be no Springer!”

Of course ugly girls from the south had their shirts ripped off. And everyone went CRA-ZAZY! It made me laugh because I thought “what if I was a guest on Springer?”

“poetry paternity…is it my child?!” And I would just beat the shit out of some southerner and then take my pants off, so I could be spanked my midgets. Then I reminded myself “I don’t need to be on a T.V show to do that! I did that last night!”

I couldn’t believe HOW much fighting was on the show. Even an audience member opened a can of whoop ass. See, shit like that doesn’t go down on…say….The Price Is Right. No one gets punched or stripped while playing PLNIKO. “Now…Chris, how much do you think that vase is worth? More…or less then the boat.” “I fucked my cousin.” “WHAT?!” “I…I fucked my cousin.” “What?! No…dude…this isn’t Springer! Get out of here!” And then I would punch the host in his face.
Why? Because it’s daytime T.V…and that’s the only thing that would make it okay.

My Next Show Nov. 5th, 2005 @ 01:00 am
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True Story. A religion teacher assigned her class an essay on what makes a good Christian. One student wrote about praying nightly, say no to abortion, banning gay marriage, and donating money. The other student wrote about talking to God and allowing people to enjoy their lives, and supporting gay marriage. The day the teacher was to hand the papers back, she called up the second student and told him she would pray for him when he went to hell. The student asked why would he be going to hell, and why he got an F on his paper. The teacher told him that Catholicism is against gay marriage. The student looked at her for a minute, then said aloud, "I'm gay." The teacher kicked him out of class as if he had said fuck or worshiped Satan. A girl in the back of class who had a boyfriend and was obviously straight got up and left too.

If you would leave the classroom, repost this. It doesn't matter if you're straight, bi, or gay. It doesn't matter if you're catholic or not. Everyone is a human being and deserves happiness
» Last one!
Okay, this one is going to be short....

This is the final post I am going to make as a High School Student.

It is also the last post I am going to be making from my spiffy Emac.

I'm happy and sad all at the same time.
I love all the people who made this year great!

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Frannie is the bestest person ever.

I also hate her for having the best luck EVER <_<
» Fran made me think.
What if my five is now a four?

What if the mask i've been wearing is see thru, and people know just what I am.

How could I change now? It's too late. I couldn't. Or could I?

What would people say? Do I care what people say?


Yes, I do care about what people say.

God damn. Why did these feelings I've kept away have to come out in the opening and play polo with my brain?


Look what i've done.
» In all of the world so far, i'm the greatest star.
So night was fun! I got a book called "4 Blondes" by the lady who wrote sex and the city, which is good.

I have a project that is due next friday, so natch I'll try to get it done tomorrow.


Let me know if you wanna hang out!!!!! PLLLLEEEAAAASSSSEEEE!!!!!!!

I hate being alone on fridays, so let me know!
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