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[02 Aug 2003|02:47pm]
[ music | still frame_trapt ]

yeah, i got a new journal...

murderdollls

argg matey!!

[02 Aug 2003|12:37pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]
[ music | lost complex_nittle grasper ]

Eheh.... ^_^;

I went to Pirates of the Carribean AGAIN yesterday... 3rd time. Ohohoho. Johnny Depp is a bad influence on me. Gravitation #2 doesn't come out until October and #3 doesn't come out until December!! *whines* What the hell. Mmm... ravioli *munch munch*.

Last night I had a really scary dream. I was down in the basement of my grandparents' house and there were these weird monster things. I think one of them was based off of a goat a'cuz it kinda looked like one. And my cousins were over there and Max was on some laptop thingy so I ignored him and went swimming with my Murderdolls lover. Hehehe.

Yaaay! Words I can't understand!!

Yaaay! I woke up at 11!!

argg matey!!

[30 Jul 2003|03:03pm]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | embryodead_:WUMPSCUT: ]

Can't wait until Monday... Warped Tour fuck yeah.

Freakin' A. I have a popcorn kernel imbedded in the roof of my mouth.

Angel Come To Me
To Me Come To Me
Angel Belong To Me
To Me Belong To Me
Angel You Have Wings
To Fly Fly To Me
Angel Do You Doubt
No Need To Have Doubt
Angel Feel My Love
My Love For You
Feel My Love For You
Angel Carry Me
To You To Your Home To Paradise
Angel I Would Lie For You
For You Just For You With My Yearning Heart
And Angel I Would Die For You
For You Just For You With My Burning Heart
Angel Don't Feel Liable
For Me And My Pain Don't Feel Liable
Cause Angels Must Be Free
High Up From This World In Eternity
Angel I Could Clip Your Wings
To Catch All Your Love To Calm Your Pain
But Angel This Would Be So Wrong
You Would Bleed To Death Immediately
So Angel Come To Me
Heal My Glaring Pain Voluntarily
I Love You

argg matey!!

[25 Jul 2003|12:22pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | barbiegirl_rammstein ]

//I'm leavin on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again.//

I'm thinking about maybe joining the army in a few years (obviously). I dunno.

The day before yesterday Sarah and I stayed up all night and then at 7:30 in the morning we walked to Dominick's. I called my dad to come and pick us up from Meijer and she fell asleep at my house. Then when she left, I fell asleep and didn't wake up until almost 8.. I watched CSI then went back to bed. It was a lot of really nice sleep.

2 swashbucklers :: argg matey!!

[23 Jul 2003|01:13pm]
[ mood | giggly ]
[ music | movielife_sailor tattoos ]

I had another weird ass dream last night. My dad and I were going somewhere and I saw this video camera lying on the side of the road (ok, before I went to bed, I had been watching Buffy and some dude was following her around with a vid, so this is where it came from). My dad didn't want to stop, so I went back at like midnight and I went to go get the camera, but I accidentally let all my dogs out and I had to get them back in before I could get it. Then the next day, it was me, the dude who owned the camera, and some other person and we were all sitting on this island thing and I tried making this boat out of like giant leaves or something and when we started to sail out, it sank. With us on it. So, when we swam back to the island, we were soaking wet and I felt really bad and I had this sheet thing that goes on the mattress (you know, with the elastic corners) and so I dried them off with it. Yeah, weird, I know. THEN the NEXT DAY... I went with the camera-owning dude (let's just call him Jake) to school (we were in college for some reason and they didn't have dorms?) and I went to this one room to pick out... sort of like a slave guy lol I don't know and I chose the hot one hehe. Superficial dreamer, eh? And so, he followed me to the rest of my classes and he really was an idiot. That's all I remember. i think I just woke up after that.

argg matey!!

[22 Jul 2003|09:50am]
[ mood | sleepy ]
[ music | SR-71 ]

I went to the Pirates of the Carribean again last night. Hehehe. It was awesome 'cept there were two girls sitting behind us and they talked through like the WHOLE MOVIE. We were getting really pissed and so I was like "Shut up" and one of the girls said "Um, ok", and they were pretty quiet after that, but then they starting talking AGAIN. HOW FUCKING DENSE CAN YOU GET? Fer crissakes. Shut the fuck up. Then when I got home I watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, which was another two-hour and some odd minutes long movie.

And I had this dream that started with me driving home from school, which was really confusing 'cause I couldn't ever remember having a car, OR a license. Then this guy calls me on my cell and I didn't know who he was, but I still talked to him because I had this feeling that I was supposed to have a crush on him or something. He told to meet him at Dominick's and so the next day I went there and he was on break with his sister and they're like "We have to show you something." So, they showed me these little tattoos on their arms and I freaked out, 'cause they had something to do with being Nazis. Then I walked around the store and I saw these two guys hanging out by the oranges stand and they started talking to me. One kind of looked like Ryan Turner with long, shaggy hair. But the-guy-who-looked-like-Ryan pointed to some tattoo I had (I don't know what the whole tattoo thing kept popping up for) and he's like "You like Kenny G?" And I'm like "Uh, no. What does that have to do with the price of butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks?" because all my tattoo was some words and a little fishie. And they're like "Ok." So, I went home and I was looking through my shelves for a CD and I saw that like 4 of them were overdue from the library (two of them were Thurday CDs... hehey.. my dream-self has taste) and so I was like "DAMN." My dad wasn't home so I couldn't get him to take them back to the library and I saw Joe driving past in a green minivan and I ran outside and I'm like "Hey, Joe will you do me a huge favour and take these back to the library?" He said no. I went back inside. Then my dad came home and he handed me this bong made out of empty giant pixie stick tubes and something else... (..?) and he's like, "Here, it's good" So, I kept trying and trying to get high, but after fifteen minutes, I was like fuck it. Then he handed me this white powdery stuff that tasted like gum and we both ate it and it was really psycho. I hated it and I yelled at him for giving it to me. THEN... everything started to get really weird. There was some old man at my house and creatures were chasing him and he got away, but I was still stuck inside. Then they decided to chase me instead and I ran out and all the way to the main road and a bus picked me up there and I got away. Hehehe... mofos.

I'm fucked up, no?

Oh yeah, my second birthday is now officially July 21st. Celebrate it or I'll stab you in the eye.

3 swashbucklers :: argg matey!!

[14 Jul 2003|10:21pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

I went to see Pirates of the Caribbean today. It was awesome. Johnny Depp is my GOD. Fantastic, just fantastic.

Jon Stewart, on the other hand, is stupid and I hate his stupid Daily Show. STUPID!!

argg matey!!

[12 Jul 2003|09:02pm]
[ mood | enthralled ]
[ music | the last song_all-american rejects ]

Today was THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!

Fuck, I just wanna jump around and scream at the top of my lungs. I went with Sarah and her sister and Jason to Springhill and we saw Allister and The Starting Line. It was fucking awesome as hell. I was so stoked. I got everyone's autograph in TSL x-cept for Tom's. Dernit. And I found a pick from Allister's set. That was pretty cool. But it doesn't get better than the fact that Sarah and I moved up to the front by the time TSL played, I got a picture with Kenny, and I touched him (his bum)!! Hee! I've never been so happy in all my life. I mean, I could've just gotten a glance of him and would've been entranced the rest of the day. Kenny's great. *sigh* AND THEY PLAYED ONE OF THEIR ACOUSTIC SONGS!!!! Thanks to Emo Ellen, I have enjoyed their acoustic songs far before most others have.

Sarah wore sandals (stupid girl, Sarah) and she hurt her toe *ick, shiver* while people were moshing and passing over our heads. I think I have the sweat of at LEAST twenty different guys on the shirt I was wearing. It smelled pretty... smelly afterwards. Damn hot days and lack of H2o.

HELL YEZZ. I'm prolly going to Warped Tour. I'm going to bring a LOT of money with me.

Hehe... and I'm FINALLY going to gauge my ears. YEZZAH!

1 swashbuckler :: argg matey!!

[11 Jul 2003|11:35am]
[ mood | hopeful ]
[ music | timberwolves at new jersey_tbs ]

=)

Last weekend I made 80 dollas and I SPENT IT ALL almost already. I bought Evolution, Empire Records, CCS #5, aaaand Tokyo Mew Mew #2. And I went to see Charlie's Angels Full Throttle on Monday and it was cooly-cooly. That Irish dude Seamus was hott as hell! Then, the day before yesterday I went over to Veronica's and slept over with Sarah and Kristen, and we did MadLibs and shizzott. THEN the day after that, we all went boating and it was awesome 'cept we almost left Britney behind... Oops. My rentals might not let me go to the Starting Line show tomorrow and I'll be uber pissed if so. I'd die to see them... one of most favourite bands.

Sarah made me a kick ass mix CD. Cheers!

This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue, and my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun... Remind me not to ever act this way again.

argg matey!!

[02 Jul 2003|11:12am]
[ mood | restless ]

*cough*Earthlinksucks*cough*

I had this dream last night where it was the beginning of the school year again and I was at East on the green level walking around before the bell rang and I saw Kate and I'm like "When is the bus picking us up to go to West?" and she's like "After school starts." and I'm like "Um, ok?" Then I went up to the blue level to go in the chorus room except it was totally different; it was really small and cramped and the walls were painted blue. There were a ton of people in there too. Sarah, Pete, and Annie were all there. It was really weird. Mr. Galvicius is playing the piano and then Mr. Rankin comes in and he hands this piece of paper to me and he's like "We need two people to run this place, why don't you help?" and then he smiles and I said, "That's great, but I really have to use the bathroom." So, I went to the bathroom and the door wasn't locked so I walked in and someone's going and I'm like oh shit and I leave and then the person leaves and I look in there really quickly and there's a line behind the fucking door! I'm like "You guys are sick, can't you wait outside?" I totally abandoned the idea of going to the bathroom and when I get back to the chorus room, they're already warming up and I was trying really hard not to laugh at Pete. I didn't want to stand by the piano and warm up, so I asked Mr. Galvicius where to sit and I had to sit next to some weird boy who looked like he was in 7th grade. Then we had some free time and I went and talked to Sarah. That's about all I remember.

Andre and Etienne are noisy as fuck. At least I can catch Andre, though.

argg matey!!

[01 Jul 2003|06:34pm]
Andre and Etienne

@}--}---
argg matey!!

[01 Jul 2003|01:41pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]
[ music | bring me to life_evanescence ]

YAAAY!! I'm the happiest person alive! Dad took me to the pet store in Crystal Lake and I bought two pretty finches! I haven't decided what I'm going to name them yet, though... something elegant, since they're really nice birds. The one with the white head almost got away! Well, it actually just slipped through as I was attempting to put it in the cage and it flew around my room hysterically until it flew in a corner and I got it. Aww, they're so fragile-seeming!

I also got a letter from Katie today. Awesome. I'll have to write her back soon.

The Harry Potter book isn't as interesting as I thought it would be, but I thought it was cool so far when *small spoiler alert* Harry was yelling at Ron and Hermione. I was like... hell yeah dude.

beguile
transitive v.

inflected forms: be·guiled, be·guil·ing, be·guiles
1. to deceive by guile; delude.
2. to take away from by or as if by guile; cheat.
3. to distract the attention of; divert.
4. to pass (time) pleasantly.
5. to amuse or charm; delight.

argg matey!!

[30 Jun 2003|01:07pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]
[ music | celtic harpestry ]

I swear... I get stuck listening to the most criticizing, boring people on this planet. All they do is whine and complain about how society could be better. It's an outrage.

I have an orthodontist appointment today. JNOOY. If you're smart, you'll figure out what JNOOY means. And I woke up sometime around 11:30, which made me quite happy, considering I didn't force myself into bed until sometime early this morning. What was I doing ten minutes after waking? Reading the fifth Harry Potter book. Damn books and my need to read them. Ah well, I know I am not alone.

Today's word comes to us from the middle english iniquite. It was actually Mr. Raby who introduced me to this word. I have been waiting a few months to find out what it means.

iniquity
n.

inflected forms: pl. in·iq·ui·ties
1. gross immorality or injustice; wickedness.
2. a grossly immoral act; a sin.

argg matey!!

[29 Jun 2003|11:12pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]
[ music | phantom of the opera cover_blink182 ]

YES! VICTORY! I have finished my book. It was great and the last 50 pages or so didn't fail to hold me in suspense... as usual!

I made a small bundle at work today. Fifty-eight dollars? I daresay that's nice. Of course, as soon as I received it, I was unwillingly lending it out and in a large amount. Doug got a new car. A dark grey Ford Escort. He has very good taste in vehicles. He offered me to sit down in it, but I said no. Haha. I was half-tempted to demand a ride home from him. To smell the new car smell. Mmm...

There's an anime called Reign on Cartoon Network right now, and I find it quite disturbing. The characters are crude-looking and the plot is grotesque. Hm, grotesque... interesting word.

gro·tesque
adj.

1. Characterized by ludicrous or incongruous distortion, as of appearance or manner.
2. Outlandish or bizarre, as in character or appearance. See Synonyms at fantastic.
3. Of, relating to, or being the grotesque style in art or a work executed in this style.
n.
1. One that is grotesque.
a. A style of painting, sculpture, and ornamentation in which natural forms and monstrous figures are intertwined in bizarre or fanciful combinations.
b. A work of art executed in this style.

I think I shall put a definition in here every day I write, as a feeble attempt to help educate the youth of America.

argg matey!!

[28 Jun 2003|11:39am]
[ mood | annoyed ]
[ music | dear claudia_southfm ]

I just realized that the entry I just wrote was not equally columnized like the others. That looks absolutely horrid.

2 swashbucklers :: argg matey!!

[28 Jun 2003|11:32am]
[ mood | bored ]

I tore a page from a book

And put it back on the shelf

But it was too much to notice

They're too dense to care

The page I took

Filled with urban America

Dying America

They're too dense to care


I am so bloody bored. I only have a hundred and so more pages left. Hurrah! But I don't feel like reading right now. Damn! Why is no one online?! I have nothing to do. All I have to do is whine. Why isn't it still thundering outside? Why is this stupid movie Clueless on? Gods, Alicia Silverstone should be shot! WHY DO MUSHROOMS TASTE SO BAD?!? Ahem... pardon me.

*starts to smack head on keyboard*

Bad random outburts!

Cheers.
argg matey!!

[26 Jun 2003|01:09pm]
[ mood | awake ]

Geez, I can't believe it's already 1:00. I'm starting to like this whole sleeping in deal. Sometimes I really hate summer. I always forget what day it is. *sigh* I haven't written in a long time and I still have nothing interesting to say. I guess I could say that I got the fifth Harry Potter book, but I'm not going to start reading it until I've finished the book I'm already reading. Yep, that's me. All I do is read and sleep and steal Sprite from Burger King BECAUSE I CAN! Wow, I am absolutely pathetic. I think I'm going to go and read some more..

2 swashbucklers :: argg matey!!

[19 Jun 2003|08:58am]
[ mood | nerdy ]
[ music | no such thing_john mayer ]

I can't believe I'm on this early... I really need a life.

"You can't sing with any of these songs. It's all boom boom bitch and blah blah whine."

The night before last I had the most horrid dream. It was me and a bunch of people from East, standing around this huge pool, laughing our asses off. I was supposed to be doing to some trick in the water, but for some reason I couldn't swim and I started to drown. I couldn't breathe and I was like freakin' out, but then I saw Mel and she reached her hand down in the water and pulled me out. Then I woke up. It was fucking scary. Gods, I hate water..

1 swashbuckler :: argg matey!!

[18 Jun 2003|12:22pm]
[ mood | okay ]
[ music | watching Saving Private Ryan ]

I saw Josh the other day. I haven't seen that kid (he's in his twenties, but eh whatever) in FOREVER. He's like "I missed you," and I'm like "Aw man, I missed you too." It was kinda funny because we were standing in the middle of the aisle at Jewel and we're hugging and it looks like some kind of sad, romantic scene, but we're really just a coupla martial artists who haven't been in the same class together in a while. Hah. It's the same with Jeremy. We're all one big family. Josh asked me when I was coming back... I told him I didn't know.

My stomach hurts. I cut my camo pants down to long shorts... hehehe. They're kind of uneven. Damn. Oh well. Eep.. I've decided to make my sad, depressing entries "Friends Only" because I feel gay when I think certain people might read them.

argg matey!!

[17 Jun 2003|12:37pm]
[ mood | bored ]
[ music | stinkfist_tool ]

Yesterday I spent allll day with Dave at Six Flags and then I slept over at his house. It was awesome. I am going to miss him an uber amount. My dad picked me up at nine fucking thirty this morning. What the HELL. I did not want to leave. I might get to go over to his house on Friday, though. That would be fucking awesome.

The picnic thingy whatever it was called was stupid and long and stupid. I hate little kids so much. If I didn't want to go to New York so bad, I would've made up some lame excuse. That's how nice I am, hehehe... but I was so damn tired.

argg matey!!

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