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“Please Hear What I’m Not Saying”
This is part of a very long poem called “Please Hear What I’m Not Saying” by Charles C. Finn.
To read the whole poem (once again, it’s very long, or I would have put it all here) click this link:
http://www.poetrybycharlescfinn.com/pleasehear.html
Add comment June 1, 2008
Good cake. Bad Lesbians.
“Oh my god! This cake is amazing. Can I marry this cake?”
“I don’t think it would accept your proposal,” he shook his head.
“How about the person who made it?”
“She’s against lesbianism.”
XD
Add comment May 31, 2008
Secrets.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pr7D-HcxZ7w&feature=related
My secret:
When people ask me what I want to be when I grow up, I only say I don’t know because I’m too embarrassed to say anything.
Add comment May 28, 2008
Things that should be shot to death.
The word gay.
That shirt is not gay, it has no sexual orientation. Unless you’re talking about a happy shirt, gay is a slang and should not be used. If you have to, call that guy over there (the one kissing his boyfriend) a homosexual. But don’t tell him he’s gay (chances are that he already knows anyway, so why’s it any of your business?
The term ‘graveyard shift’ when used about a hospital.
It’s politically incorrect, especially when used around DYING PEOPLE.
License plates that say crude things.
We dont need to know about your ass, or that you’re hot. If you’d like a nice license plates that will catch people’s eye, get an otter, or a tiger. Please don’t tell me that your ‘2hott’ for me. I very much doubt it, and anyway, I’m not a homosexual, unlike the aforementioned boys.
Dyed blonde hair.
Blonde highlights, cute. Dyed blonde hair + dark roots, puke. Puh-leaze. Barbie dolls are a size -6. You don’t want to emulate them.
And lastly… Popular people.
I bet if I got a bunch of Hollister models to jump off a cliff, they’d go too. We’d be ridding the world of evil! YAY!
Add comment May 28, 2008
hello, minx kitty.
My kitty-cat is talking to the birds. Yes, really… they chirp, and he responds. It’s kind of cute…it sounds like he’s wooing him. He’s old enough to have a girlfriend, I’m okay with that…
Bennie and the Jets. Gawd. I just watched 27 Dresses last night. I love that actress, but yet…what’s her name??? LOL. She’s got nice hair…
Geeeezz. So, wanna know something freaky?
Last friday, my mum and I stopped at our bank right after school to get out cash before we went shopping. We left the paring lot around 3:12–I was calling someone on my phone, I remember seeing the time. My dad called us twenty minutes later and told us that the bank had reported being robbed—the post office where my dad works is really close to there.
We checked online later, and they reported it at about 3:15. So basically, as we were leaving, the guy was getting ready to rob the place.
Freaky, huh?
ooooooomiiiiiiiigodddddd i’m bored. Are you bored?
Tiddlydoo.
SEEYOU!!!!!
Add comment May 27, 2008
Wow.
You’re in love with someone when you would rather die than live without them.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3423124/1/She_Died_Too_Young
I don’t think I’ve ever been in love. How about you?
By the way, I wrote that story around just one line from the Stephen Crane poem “War is Kind.” Boy, was he a bad liar or what?
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind,
Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them.
Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom–
A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbles in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.
Swift blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind!
Add comment May 23, 2008
Wowww.
Thanks for telling me stuff I already knew….oh well. I love taking online tests!!!
Check out my ‘personality DNA’
http://personaldna.com/h/?k=CRFukOBtLWeTbUd-BG-CDCAA-9820&t=Considerate+Dreamer
http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=CRFukOBtLWeTbUd-BG-CDCAA-9820
Add comment May 16, 2008
Meep.
i just spent an hour and a half typing up new character outlines for a fanfic story–and i still have no plot.
It’s your basic Ron Weasley’s daughter in love with Draco Malfoy’s son subplot…without all the drama…
So who ships RoseXScorpius? *raises hand with a grin*
I’m so evil, but I love it. I was a big GinnyXDraco fan…
Add comment May 4, 2008
I was looking back at this story that I wrote almost 2 years ago, it’s about 650 pages (over a six-month span) and unfinished (covering three generations with no real plotline…) and I saw this one line, and I was just like….woww. Man have I improved since then!! xD
““I want to go home,” she said, “And I want to start over. I want to forget about everything that’s happened, I don’t want to fight with you, Avery, but that’s all we seem to do anymore and I love you but I can’t stand it anymore because I’m breaking inside.”“
I love her as a character, but she can be so melodramatic sometimes I just want to ring her neck….
Add comment May 4, 2008
3 comments May 2, 2008
My New Hero.
Emily, whoever you are, I love you… XD
This billboard is hanging in New York over a very busy street and a bunch of apartment buildings:::
In case you’re blind, it says
Hi Steven,
Do I have your attention now? I know all about her, you dirty, sneaky, immoral, poorly-endowed slimeball. Everything’s caught on tape.
Your (soon-to-be-ex) wife,
Emily
PS, I paid for this billboard with OUR joint bank account.
HAHAHAHAHAH!!!
Also, enjoy some other laughs, courtesy of Liz from FM97
Hey, at least they’re honest, right???
1 comment May 2, 2008
None. Don’t close your mind to the idea that we’re good people.
We weren’t mad.
Confused, maybe.
Kyle wasn’t in school today. I looked for him at lunch for ten minutes, before remembering that I had seen him leave for the fieldtrip.
Add comment April 30, 2008
I saw you.
And I wanted to give you a chance to explain…but I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear anything.
Maybe I wanted it to be bad.
Maybe I wanted to believe that it wasn’t you.
But it was.
1 comment April 30, 2008
bwahaha
I love typos. Does anybody else love typos? I love typos.
I find them everywhere–even in my own writing (gasp…yeah, i know…i’m not perfect, wow!!). But i LOOVVE the funny ones. Like, I was looking up that random wal-mart thing and for some reason I found this website that was listing like, plots for future Harry Potter books (or fanfictions, *cough*cough*) only the girl that wrote them sounds like she’s, like, eight years old…sooooo….yah.
“Harry meets muggle. Spraks will fly.”
Me talk like cave man. What is a sprak??? Somebody find me a picture of a sprak and I’ll give you a thousand points and a big smooch…
“I suck a summaries so spear me.”
Fine. Just remember that you’re the one who asked in the first place *sharpens point on big shiny spear*.
I’m having shishkabobs tonight!!!! Yes, I know that I spelled shishkabob wrong. I suck at spelling, so spear me XD
I’m sorry, I just love making fun of people!!!
“A girl so mysterious, even Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter themselves got hooked up.”Draco: Merlin, that girl is mysterious.
Harry: Sure is. Yuck, I’m off girls for good now. Let’s hook up.
Did anybody else get confused???
“Imagine that Jesus Christ did not die on the cross. Now imagine that he married and had a child. Imagine, if you will, that the bloodline is carried down through a family of warriors, and that family happens to be the Potters. What happens when Cardinal Riddle wants to end the blood line with one Harry Potter?”I imagine that the conservative Christians come and eat your skull.
“One-shot: Ginny has been possessed by Julie Andrews.”
Being possessed by Lord Voldemort was just a walk in the park compared to Mary Poppins.
“The slimey Slytherthin got who get’s under everyone’s skin.”Do you think “got” was meant to be git, god or goth? Personally, I’m a little afraid to find out….
Luvvs&Huggs,
Laura
1 comment April 29, 2008
…
Hi! How was your day?
That’s great, no one cares–wanna know how mine was?
Good, cause I was gunna tell you anyway.
It was wet.
Soaking, freezing, chilled to the bone all over wet. Like, not cool. (COLD)
We went on a field trip today. Kayaking.
That in itself wasn’t so bad.
I was wearing jeans (*simultaneous gasp from the audience*) my white USA team tennis shirt, and a big sweatshirt, allll cotton.
And in case you’ve never kayaked before (I hadn’t before this morning) here’s the lowdown.
Two people get in a stable boat (they assured us there would be no one taking a dive) and try to paddle together to get to a certain meaningless point, then back. But while your paddling, you’re also whacking the sides of the boat and splashing yourself and sitting in water and water drips from the paddles and you’re like okay, whatever.
And then you get out of the kayaks.
And you realise just how wet you are.
And it’s pouring down rain.
And you’re trying to run to the bus while your pants are falling off cause they’re so soaked they weigh about 5 pounds. And then you have to sit in your soaking wet clothes, shivering, while they tell you about the freaking indians. Yeah, I’m sorry if I wasn’t paying attention, I was about to get hypothermia.
THEN you hike half a mile (not that bad) to the stream.
Only, haha, my sweatshirt was soaked through and so I took it off, thinking I’d be warming without it.
And my hair’s all wet, and the freaking hair dye is running into my WHITE SHIRT (no joke, it turned my bra like ORANGE–HELLOO???) and I’m like OMG. RAWR.
So we get up to the stream and they’re telling us to get into the water–I fell. Five times. And then I’m just like, to hell with it, I’m done, and I stand there trying not to move (moving makes you even colder) and the rain is pouring down and I’m soaked and all the sudden the two girls I’m talking to look kind of weirdly at me, and one goes,
“Dear, you are turning purple. That’s not good.”
Oh, joy. Thank you for telling me that. I hadn’t noticed that I couldn’t feel my fingers or toes. *sarcasm is a lovely thing*
And I’m like trying not to flash anybody through my WHITE T-SHIRT.
And I had to walk around like that in the pouring rain for over an hour. Damn.
And ride home on the bus.
And sit in the cafeteria for half an hour.
But then I hugged my friend, and made her all wet, and so it was worth it XD
So, Madison, if you read this in time, you better take like 3 billion changes of clothing darling, because you are in for one hell of a trip.
I think I stopped shivering about an hour ago. Oh no, it’s still there XD
TTYL!!!!!!
Luvvs&Hugs (ha i made you wet-JK!)
Laura
1 comment April 28, 2008
*swoons*
LET’S GO SEE SOME NAKED DANIEL RADCLIFFE!!!!
http://www.snitchseeker.com/harry-potter-news/broadway-equus-tickets-sale-55719/
1 comment April 27, 2008
Yah.
By the way, I think Kyle Daugherty is hott.
But…he’s gay. O.O
Which makes me sad.
1 comment April 26, 2008
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