Friday, February 27, 2009

there's a chance I'm a little 'wooo'

Things are spinning
And I keep tripping over
And my words are slighty slurred and retarded
Plus, it's taking me quite a while to type right now....

SINEAD'S PARTY WAS FUCKING SWEET!


I'm all wet.

I need some sleep now.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

How the hell does a white chick dress up as a harajuku girl?

ONLY ASIANS LOOK GOOD DRESSED AS THAT!

And she invited the two whitest girls in the gang.







I feel like going emo style.

love is a bitch

I tried to deny it.
But I failed.

It just doesn't feel like it...

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

looking back

I was going through all my old blogs.

God I suck at this.....




I need to start posting some more interesting things.

GENAH IS PARIS HILTON!

Monday, February 23, 2009

The mosquito

madz. screw pants.:
There's a mozzie in my room...but everytime I turn the light on, he hides

KRISTY ...:
HOw sneaky

KRISTY ...:
I just went to the bathroom, and there was one on the toilet seat

KRISTY ...:
I mean, wtf.

KRISTY ...:
I was careful to shoo him off

KRISTY ...:
Lest he bite my vagina.

KRISTY ...:
Taken out of context that sounds great.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Turn on:

Band members.

God how I love band members.

Its how I feel when I know you aint there

It's not love.
It's a craving.


A very strong craving.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Repressed memories

"I think you should stop dying your hair so it goes back to blonde. Then let it grow long again.
And while you're at it, get braces again and stop moisturising so that your freckles come back.
Like you used to look it grade 7."

-Bennett


IT TOOK ME 4 YEARS TO REPRESS THOSE MEMORIES!!!

Friday, February 20, 2009

Protection

I got my army peeps,
(as Ash now tells me)
to protect me.
Which is pretty sweet.


"In the arms of an angel"

Thursday, February 19, 2009

lol Kristy

You can't stop this love.
It's too strong.

I'm sorry.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Points to ponder

Why do we say something is out of whack? What's a whack?

Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery?

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

Why is it that if someone tells you that there are one billion stars in the universe you will believe them, but if they tell you a wall has wet paint you have to touch it to be sure?

I believe five out of four people have trouble is fractions.

Warning signs of insanity

Your friends tell you that you have been acting strange lately, and then you hit them several times with a sledgehammer.

You start out each morning with a 30 minute jog around your bathroom.

You begin to stop and consider all the blades of grass you've stepped on as a child, and worry that their descendants are going to one day seek revenge.

You try to make a list of the warning signs of insanity.

God I love joke books

Make it idiot proof.
And someone will make a better idiot.

You are likely to survive any battle in any war
unless
You make the mistake of showing someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.

The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

Eagles may sore, but weasles don't get sucked into jet engines.

If you choke a smurf, what colour does it turn?

I just got lost in thought.
It was unfamiliar territory.

42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot.

Nothing is foolproof to a talented fool.

No one listening until you make a mistake.

Conscience is what hurts when everything else feels so good.

I don't hear the voices anymore

Do not. Do not. Do not.

SHUT UP

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Angel

Spend all your time waiting,
for that second chance,
for a break that would make it okay.

There's always some reason,
to feel not good enough,
and it's hard at the end of the day.

I need some distraction,
ohh, beautiful release.

Memories seep from my veins.

Let me by empty,
ohh, how weightless and maybe,
I'll find some peace tonight,
in the arms of an angel.

Fly a way,
from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the end lessness that you fear,
you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.

You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here.

It don't make no difference,
escaping one last time,
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness
Ohh, this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees.

You're in the arms of the angel,
may you find some comfort here,
comfort here



God I'm inlove with this song suddenly.

dangerooooouuuuusssss

I crave danger, excitement.

It makes life so much more interesting.

I guess, I'm the kinda person that would think almost being abducted is sweet.
Because then, my day would feel more exciting.

This way of thinking gets me into a lot of trouble.

Monday, February 16, 2009

fuck emotions

There's a reason I block all of my feelings out.
It's so I don't spend months feeling sorry for myself.
I move on.
It's time you did too, you prick.

There's no use trying to make me feel bad, or scare me.
If I cared about what you thought, I never would have done what I did.

I broke your heart.
HOW DOES IT FUCKING FEEL?

Don't turn this back on me.
It's not like you're any better.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

MUST REMEMBER

"choices are choices darl and i get the feeling you're feeling so low about yourself, you think any old lovin is all you can get and the aftermath is all you deserve
but everyone around you knows that isnt true."

-Genah

Thursday, February 12, 2009

OH, OH, OH

Genah says:
see, im smat





OH, THE IRONING IS DELICIOUS.

Purple Monkey Dishwasher

I've always been pretty good at blocking out my own emotions.
I'm like that robot from The Wizard Of Oz.
Except, I'm happy without a heart.

But I hate the fact that for some reason, I suddenly have a conscience again.
And now, all these feelings are rushing in, and I have no idea what to do with them.

I don't want to hurt anyone.
But is it worth it, if I'm living a lie?

Vertically Challenged

Genah is a height racist.





Ouch.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

so it's settled

Find me a guy with great hair, great eyes and great smile.
And I buckle at the knees.

Then add some sensitivity, (not too much), a pinch of public affection, and a tablespoon of brains.
And you have a recipe that will send my tastebuds to heaven.


GO GO GO

It's amazing

I was brushing my hair, and a glow-in-the-dark star fell out.




0_0

Consciences are burdens

I've never been to good at caring about people's feelings.

I have no conscience.

I hate being tied down

I need to be free and like my old self again.
With no one holding me back.


...I just poked myself in the eye for the 3rd time today.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Gah!

I feel the need to tell him.
Yet I can't bring myself to do it.

And I keep finding myself going back to my old ways, then trying to convince myself that I'm in the right.

It's just so much more fun this way.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Life philosophy

When all else fails, blame Mary.












If that doesn't work.
Remove your pants.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Genah is the fool:

Genah, you're the only one I know that drinks their own urine.

Well Genah

I'd tell you to shove it up your arse.
But I'm afraid my penis is already in there.

GENAH FAILS

Genah, if you were the last female on Earth, I'd kill you, rape your decomposing body, and then eat your remains.
So that we can be together forever.

Quote of the YEAR:

"If you think what comes out of my mouth is dirty, you should see what goes in it."
-Genah


EPIC!!!!

I win Genah

"I woke up this morning with my hand on my boob"








Well....it's about time it got some action.


BURN!!!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Quote of the day:

7/02/09

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
never google Hemroid

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
lol

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
^_^

madz:
Why did you google hemroid???

madz:
Is there something you're not telling me? Lol

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
... erm.

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
hahahahaha

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
you'll understand soon

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
hahaha

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
^_^

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
i needed the spelling

madz:
......you're not gonna show me are you?

madz:
Lol

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
yeah i am!

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
wait

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
LOL

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
NO

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
WAIT

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
....

georginaaaaaaaa happiness feels a lot like sorrow:
shit

madz:
Bahahahahahahaha!!!!

madz:
EPIC!

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Sex. Simple and straight forward in all languages.

Genah says:
Ahh everyone I've shown is addicted, just like my tits.

Maddie says:
Just like my dick

Genah says:
Just like how I am in bed.

Maddie says:
Just like how I am on my knees

Genah says:
Woah that was a good one. Just like how I am from behind.

Maddie says:
Just like how I am upside down

Genah says:
Just like how I am inside out.

Maddie says:
Bahahahaha!!! I'm so blogging this

Genah says:
And I'm going to eat it with my vagina.

Hearts

Hearts are annoying, pointless organs.
That's all they are.

They produce blood and pain, life and suffering.




I'm thinking of selling mine.
As soon as the heart rates go up.