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Of Emo
Date: May 6th, 2006 5:33:11 pm - Subscribe


Friday, March 31, 2006

So ya, Mrs Eng totally made us do this semi lame writing on something. Basically you take an essay and change words around. The examples she gave us to go off of was about a business man, and a working mother. Tom did his about Darth Vader. I did mine about Emo kids. It's not perfect coz I had to follow a buncha dumb rules, but here ya go anyways.
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His image was, until recently, everywhere: at the mall, in the trashcans that embraced him with love, the schools, alleys, and homes. He was an inspired creation of the ultra sensitive-a voiceless creature with which thousands of clones followed. Silent and misunderstood, he stared at the ground, waved his head, and looked like another mindless zombie fighting the conformists. He had, however, an intense craving within his soul. For hidden behind his music and poetry was a great, yearning of the type in all teenagers to be normal. The mood that accompanied his image pressured fellow Emos "cry"-to shed tears-in the in the solemn comfort of their graves. This illogical man-of-emotions was, and still is, a shallow symbol of the drama queens and kings in high school, thousands of whom feel just as bound and controlled as if they, too, acted entirely based on emotions.

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Tell me what ya think yo!
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So True
Date: May 6th, 2006 5:31:42 pm - Subscribe


Sunday, March 26, 2006

I found this in a bulletin, thought it was good.


When I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, Slopehead, Wop or Chink and i get sued, but you can call me a cracker and its no biggie.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live

You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
you have The Black Panther Party

If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.

If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.

If we had white history month, we'd be racists.

If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists.

If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists.

In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.

You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.


You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us.
But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.



I am white.
I am proud.
now is time to stop all that crap...repost and show every other race wats up






But, you call me a racist.

Why is it that only whites can be racists?


Repost if you agree
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Orange Juice?!?!
Date: May 6th, 2006 5:29:42 pm - Subscribe


Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Dude. Awwwwwesome. So like, we had a gallon of orange juice in the fridge, and it was half gone. So instinctively with my violent nature, I grabbed it and shook it hecka hard. Then I took off the cap and drank some. And dag . . . it is so much better if you shake it hecka up! Like it's all foamy and stuff! AHHHH SO GOOD!
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Teen Love
Date: May 6th, 2006 5:27:27 pm - Subscribe
Mood: antagonistic


Sunday, March 19, 2006

Yeah, I saw a bulletin a few mins ago, and thought it was hecka dumb, so I wrote comments all in it. Read and learn from this. My comments will look [like this]


Teen Love
[lust]

Some people think of Teen Love and smile. It's not real love, they say. Puppy Love, they call it. Those people, I think, have very short memories, and no longer recall the realities of their first love experiences. While few expect teen love to last a lifetime, that hardly makes it less real. Half or more of all adult love doesn't last a lifetime either.
["teen love doesn't last a lifetime, but it's not less real" umm, wrong. Love between a 50 year old man and woman who have been together for 20+ years is very different, and much deeper than teen love, which tends to last how long? A couple mons? "Half or more of all adult love doesn't last a lifetime". Duh. Do you know why? It's because people get married when they aren't mature enough to know what true love is. Statistically speaking, your chances of staying together drop like a rock if you get married as a teen or soon after. However, if you wait until you're 25-28ish, your chances skyrocket. Why? Because people are more mature at that age group than as stupid drama queen/king teenagers who blow everything (including "love") out of porportion.]

Teen love is very real. And powerful. Perhaps at no other time in our lives are the joys and pains felt as strongly, or experienced more deeply. Who among us, after all, can ever forget our first love?
[Change 'love' to 'lust' in the first two sentences, and ya got it right. After that, ya, our pains and joys are experienced hecka stronger. Why? Coz we're too dumb to see that the little things in life don't matter, and we blow everything out of porportion. We make big deals out of little things like boyfriends and girlfriends and drama crap like that.

Not all of us have had that *First love* experience yet, but many of us have. We know the ups and downs that come with it, the drama, tears, and yells. But we also know the laughs, the fun times, and most of all the love.
[This sentence would be ok, but in the context of the whole paragraph, I'd say it's dumb. If it wasn't geared toward teens, it'd be ok tho.]

For all of you who remember you first love...Repost this bulletin in memory of all those good times, all those memories; both good and bad.
[Now they conclude with a short ending paragraph that gives us all warm fuzzies . Cept not really. But anyways, as far as my closing paragraph goes, I'll keep it short and to the point:
Teen love is crap. It's not real. Teenagers don't fall in love. They only think they do because they blow everything out of porportion.]


Well, that was my post. Tell me what you think, especially if you think I'm fulla crap


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Of Preps and Popularity
Date: May 6th, 2006 5:25:31 pm - Subscribe
Mood: disgusted


Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Dang. I decided I haven't gone on a popular rampage in a while, and today at school really got me started talkin on the way home, so I figured I'd yell summore on here lolz.

So ya, popularity is pretty much crap, and I hate anything and everything that has to do with it. So far, this is my experience of preps and popularity: If you're one of the few who God blessed with great looks and/or athletic abilities, then you have a chance at being popular. But it's not guaranteed. You hafta be rich and spoiled enough to fill your closet with $100 brand name t shirts, which usually are slutty. And your excuse? You think they're "cute". Yeah . . . right. Then you go off and sit in your little clique and giggle about boys and gossip about other girls who don't wear brand names. And this is just the girls.

Guys on the other hand? Total hypocrites. And no, I'm not expecting them to be perfect, because I'm not, and I have times where I fall. But I get back up. But seriously, a lot of the popular guys at the school talk one way around teachers and most girls, then have a mouth that is beyond foul when they get around certain people. I've heard alot of things that were kinda off color. But the things I hear them say are some of the worst things I've heard. I'm not gonna put em on here. It's so sick.

Basically what I'm getting to is that popularity is so shallow and immature. If you have all these pointless characteristics that you hafta be born into to get, then you can be in this little clique most people would give an arm and a leg to get into. However, if God gifted you with compassion, kindness, a servants heart, Spiritual leadership, or any sort of usefulness to the world, it means nothing. You could be the best spiritual leader in the world, and it wouldn't matter a bit if you were ugly. And don't give me that crap about "oh, but I am a nice person". Tha'z BS. I've seen how you treat people when no one's looking.

So . . . I guess why this all bothers me partly is because it's right in front of me every day, and I can't really do much about it. I mean I could post blogs all day thrashin popularity, but it wouldn't really matter. I guess it's jus human nature to make yourself look better than others. It kinda sucks too, coz that human nature is in me too. So why is it that I am able to control it and don't treat people like crap if they don't look quite as great as someone else? Dang . . . people are so lame.

Ok. I'm done. haha . . . I thought about using alot of colorful language . . . coz I don't really find it morally wrong or offensive. And heck, I'm colorblind, so it'd all look the same to me! But as far as the whole right or wrong on the cussing thing goes, tha'z for another blog. Ahh, a blast of Demon Hunter and ranting and raving about preps for a good 15 mins. I feel better.


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