• hahahaha, check it out guys I found an entry I had saved (and apparently had been working diligently on) that was totally funnycore. anyways, check it out. lol. i'm seriously not trying to bag on anyone or anything - i could rip you to shreds if i wanted. but i'm just saying. i can't remember anybody's usernames or anything, but there was one girl who was making fun of some kids on here, for like, being real and writing truth and what's really happening in their lives with great detail n being all 'oh ma lifez so pathetic, i love him gr8ly but he just duznt undastand 1' and, you know, i was like 'ha.' and then i fucking check out the rest of her entries and she LITERALLY says "my life is so pathetic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" first of all, if you ever put that many exclamation marks in one sentence.. no.. anytime,EVER, you're gonna look like a fucking retard with a deadweight hand stuck on shift and 1.. second of all, what a fucking idiot. and then there's some other girl on here, who subtly hints that she does shitty stuff to herself and then tries to make it dynamic by adding obscure lyrics that she thinks know one is going to recognize. i think i've read one guy's journal. at least i hope it was a guy. or some lesbian chick. anyways, point is he/she was a complete fucking idiot. not only did we get one who put 1000 exclamation marks on the end of everything he/she typed, they were obsessing over terrible, terrible bands. i want to hug that kid. srsly. you know, just.. take him home and feed him. poor little retard. and last but not least, we come to my least favourite user on here. i was reading some random idiots journal the other day and they were completely obsessing over "Fallen Leaves." so i was like, awesome, hey, maybe i'll check this kid out. so after like, i dunno, 30 seconds of searching i got it. and holy shit. holy shit. here, don't let me try and conjure up words to tell you. check this out for yourself. Sorry, I'm showing off. But I'm so proud of myself. That sounds cocky. But one thing I want to be good in - lyric writing - I am. Finally! Don't I have an awesome teacher? She must have understood what I meant by my references to robbers and thieves that society couldn't catch. I'm talking about cancer. Anyways, now that THAT is out of the way, I might be doing something fun this weekend. Remember me talking about my sister's friend in her grade that I hang out with? I'll call her S. Well, S. is amazing and is... 16 I think. We might get together for the weekend, have a 'sleepover.' Good. That will be fun! Yay! Fallen gets to go to a sleepover! yay! fallen gets to go to a sleepover! LOL. more chick havin pathetic life. baaaaaaaahahahaha. that's priceless. here, have another. Grrr. I'm kind of mad at my dad right now. Just because of his nature. His over-protective fatherly instincts making his oblivious judgemental actions worse. You see, mom insisted I play something for her on my drums. I sat down, played a bit, and I saw Dad looking behind me, glaring and studying my posters. I have three posters on my wall: Billy Talent Billy Talent again and Good Charlotte. The Billy Talent ones aren't contreversial. No one is smoking, no one is giving the finger, no one has a shirt with an offensive slogan on it. In fact, they're probably as close to 'normal' as rockstars get in my dad's standards. As long as he doesn't study Aaron's fully tattooed arm, I'm good to go and free of once again pleading for Dad to understand that Billy Talent are good people and that, just because a person has a piercing, tattoo, or unnatural colour dyed into their hair doesn't mean that they are bad people. But the Good Charlotte poster is more 'contreversial.' And yes, hello to everyone, I like Good Charlotte. What's it to you? Some band members in Good Charlotte where eyeliner, or 'guyliner.' This is something new for Dad, we live in a small town with few colourings in stereotypes, meaning, no 'emo' or 'goth' boys wearing make up. So Dad probably studied this poster and immediately shunned the band from his good books. And this is the man that thinks Maroon 5 is 'respectable' after seeing them on the cups at Subway wearing suits. [Hey, old man, want to see their music video for 'Wake Up Call?'] He probably noted Good Charlotte's piercings. Earrings, nose rings, and lip rings (my personal favourite of the three.) He gestured towards Benji Madden and asked what was wrong with his lips. Because I had seen Dad studying the poster as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums (hi-hat, base, snare, yo.), I had been able to prepare myself to defend the band. "What's wrong with his lips?" "Don't start passing judgement on them because of their looks. They are, in fact, a Christian band, so just shhh." Alright, it wasn't the most profound and intelligent group of words that came out of my mouth, but still, it was a little better than a panicked, "Yeah, well, shut up." And some of you who still are bothering to read this dry entry may be frowning and groaning over the 'Christian band' thing. Dad's a Christian and I just assumed noting that a group of 'famous rock stars' believed in and tried to follow Christianity would rack up some brownie points. And ha-ha, don't be making any, "Christians are so judgemental" remarks either. Not all are. Apparently Christians are supposed to hate gay people too. A great chunk of the entire Christian pie probably do, but here's one little girl that doesn't. I don't have any problem with them. I mean, if you want to do that, then go hard, free world. It's a little weird from what I'm used to, but hey, if I was in that situation of an extreme minority against a supermassive society, then I'd be craving the respect too. Anyways, I'm going off topic, imagine that. In the end, Dad just frowned and we said a few more brief words and him and my mother departed from my sanctuary (also known as my 'bedroom.') Sigh. Dad, what to do with you? lol, WHAT?! what the fuck. first of all, she's already defended herself, but i can still have great lols at the fact she has a good charlotte poster on her wall. and billy talent. LOL. Because I had seen Dad studying the poster as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums (hi-hat, base, snare, yo.) lol. more frontin lil chick sayin she can play drums. and while she passed out too. coolies. "as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums as I was unconsciously playing an easy beat on the drums" unconsciously. hahahahaah. let us take a look at yet another one, shall we? _______________________________________________________ DAMN it, hahaha. I must've gotten interrupted, because that's where it ended. that's fucking awesome though, because i found her journal the other day as well. and STILL didn't like it. hahaha. anyways, no offense to Fallen. (i don't dislike her as much as before, honestly. I feel bad for posting this already, but I found this super funny.) I see now she has realised her immature and annoying ways, and is(althought she does talk about everything in super epic form as if she's writing a novel, which isn't bad once. but 450 times, is goddamn annoying. your life isn't that great or interesting, tbh.) getting better (still not GREAT, but better.) and, y'know, i've gotta respect her for that. Fallen, if you read this, know that i definitely would NOT make fun of you irl. (well, not alot. :)) sleepytime. bibi!!

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