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Thanatos (johnnyblack) wrote,
@ 2003-12-09 19:57:00
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    Current mood: crappy
    Current music:Outkast - Hey ya

    So what? Go to hell, I hate you.
    So, first things first. THanks to Dan from Snoogins for linking my site. The main link to Snoogins is located above, very conveniently, so that you won't have to hunt around for the link in this update on your further visits to Snoogins. Now onto more important thingsm, i.e., things that don't include kissing ass. I'll try to go in chronological order but that's all it's gonna be, is a try. This weekend was just generally shitty. Friday night, I planned to hang out with Brad. I get to Guthrie (shitty, depressing little hick town) and Brad decides he wants to go to this party on like May and Noble, because he wants to see these chicks he hasn't seen in forever, or something like that. "Ok," I figure, "Fun shit, a party." Wrong. Not in the least. Boring as fuck. I'm trying to get Brad to leave because I was about to puke from a mixture of boredom and ugly, drunk, ugly, Guthrie girls, and he said, "We'll go in just a second." So I'm trying to pry him away from these ugly bitches. Finally, I get too pissed and just go sit in the yard. In about two minutes, the whole party started to pour out on to the lawn.

    Quick background information: Guthrie kids DO NOT like Edmond kids.

    So anyways, three guys; some black guy that kept screaming, "I am a warrior!", some guy named Abel, and some short kid named Freddie; surrounded these two Edmond kids, while a third hopped in his truck. I don't know the three kids so we are going to call them Jesus, Truck-Face, and Nutsack. As I said, I didn't know them, but they kinda looked like dicks anyways *cough* north-fuckers *cough*, so they probably deserved what I'm about to tell you about. However, because of Abel, who told me to tell everyone I was from Guthrie, everyone at the party knew me as Johnny from Guthrie who "kinda" went to school. So after the parade out onto the lawn, and the surrounding of the North...oh I mean Edmond fuckers, they started to fight. Jesus, whose name will be explained here in a minute (fucking impatient, I swear to God), put up a good fight. But, Truck-Face...he didn't do so well. They had him down in the first few hits, and they dragged him over to a truck and started to slam his face into it. And then hit him in the face. Dong! Whap! Dong! Whap! They just let him collapse after a few minutes. While all of this was going on, Jesus is trying to fend off crazy warrior-black man and Abel. He was doing quite a nice job, too. Then Freddie ran over from the bloody mess that was Truck-Face and tackled Jesus. That was his end. Abel jumped on him and started a-poundin' on his face. This kid was tore up. A few kids took him and Truck-Face to the hospital. do you remember Nutsack that I mentioned, and how he jumped in his truck? Yea, well with his truck, he began hitting every car he could with it, and trying to run people down in it. Including me. So, naturally, I was pissed. I grabbed Brad and threw him in the car. He was acting like a moron, so I left and went home. What's going to happen is that the Guthrie kids are too poor to afford lawyers, and the Edmond kids are going to have like eight apiece. So, Guthrie kids = Slaves to Edmond kids for 5 generations to pay off the debt of Truck-Face and Jesus' facial reconstructive surgery. Dumbasses. After witnessing this very disturbing attack, I woke up the next morning, pumped up for the SF game. That sucked royally, kinda like Princess Diana. SF pretty much handed them that golden ball. It came down to one play, one person, one yard. I know who it is, but for their safety, I will not reveal their name. Jenks had the ball on the SF 16, 4th and one, SF=10, Jenks=7. Scramble, Freddy Carolina (great fucking football name) gets the ball and runs. He gets to maybe the 18, and a blocker breaks through and grabs Freddy. Freddy's down, ball over on downs, SF scores, keeps the game within reach, and wins. NOPE WRONG FUCKING WRONG. Freddy gets through. Scores no less. SF goes on to lose. Fuck. The OU game starts, which just fucking pissed me off. I stopped watching half way through. K-State wins 35-7.

    More Background: K-State was beaten by OSU.

    So. Shitty weekend. More updates to come as soon as my parents will learn that I need to concentrate when updating, so they will STOP FUCKING INTERRUPTING ME!!!! No, really though, I should be updating soon.



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