I doubt that any of you will be able to understand this thingy at all. In any way what so ever. But thats ok, just read through it and try :D
Ich bin mehr dann eine jüdische Prostituierte während einer Depression gebohrt. Autsch, war das ziemlich schlecht. Traurig... Gut in jeden Fall möchte ich mich nur zur ganzen jüdischen Bevölkerung und den wenigen Leuten entschuldigen, die mich tatsächlich sogar den Stoff sich kummern um, den jemand anders um irgendetwas sagt.
Ich liebe Katzen.
Katzen lieben Hunde.
Hunde lieben Pferde.
Pferde lieben Babys.
Babys lieben Michael Jackson.
Michael Jackson liebt Mütter jugendlicher Jungen.
Mütter jugendlicher Jungen mögen die Tatsache, die sie draußen bald bewegen werden. Ich habe weiß angezogen wo zu gehen von dort.
Oh, just so you know, I posted this entire thing in english at this link http://ninsonataricast.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-space.html
Lol, sorry. Boredom results in some weird things... Oh yeah, make sure you scroll down to the bottom and read the second comment. Thats the one from me. The first one is just, yeah... dumb.
Well, what else do I want to talk about? Ok, I think I got it. I have a question for you readers. What is going on with me?
When I see a guy who I really think is attractive and I listen to him speak and look at the way he stands, and then I think about him for the entire day to come. I dont know why, but this junior that I have been paying attention to lately has really got something from me lately and everytime I think of him, I just go quiet and imagine staring deep into his eyes. Almost falling into his arms.
I know how weird it is, but for some reason thats just been happening to me more and more lately. Its like love at first sight, but unfortunately that doesnt exist in high school, therefore I have NO IDEA what it is that makes me want him so bad.
Can I really like him from just observing his stance and the way he looks off into space?
Maybe I just read people a little bit to strong.
Example: Rip Van Winkle
He thinks that he needs to be a jackass because its the only thing that keeps his friends with him. He thinks its the only likable attribute of him. Whenever he is mean to people or treats them badly, you can see the very mild look of regret in his face. Its weird.
I think that I am thinking about this guy so much because I couldnt read him at all. MAYBE! I think I got it, maybe thats why. I should try bumping into him or something like that to see how he reacts.
MAYBE THATS WHY I FALL FOR THESE WEIRD PEOPLE!
I like the kind of guys that I have to puzzle together. Oh my god, I think that I got it. Weird.
Welcome to my poor brain. This is the sort of inner debate that I have in my head every couple minutes about the stupidest things. Examples:
Is her left or right boob bigger?
Is that a six pack or 8 pack?
Is the lack of a father figure making me think that I'm gay?
Why the fuck dont I hang up the phone?
Why am I getting a...
I'll end that one early. So yeah.
I like guys that I cant read...
BUT I HATE GUYS WHO DONT SHOW EMOTION! AH! It drives me crazy! Do they really find sadness to be a weakness? Or love to be a "pussy" thing? I think that emotion is just a more likable quality in somebody...
I dont know, maybe thats just me.
One more thing: if you always told somebody not to date somebody who drinks because they drink, and then you date somebody who drinks, and you also say that you hate someone who said they would never smoke, but started smoking, you need to rethink your decisions of late.
Damn, this is a long blog.
OOOOOOHHHHH! SEXY GUY IN YELLOW SHIRT WITH SHORT BLONDE HAIR AND WHITE EYES! AH!
(spasms in chair)(twitches)(flails arms(tackles guy(rips off clothes(feels chest))))
Um...
LOVELY
I am listening to Ne-Yo: Mad
Oh my god... its so sad...
Here the link to the music video, its so good. Watch it if you like it? Its really good.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kc0uPY10mGI
They walked in together and they keep jokingly pushing each other around and touching each other.
WOAH! THAT WAS MEAN!
One of them just said: "That guys hot... nice"
(Not something to say in front of your boyfriend(I think...))
Oap... the other guy just yelled at him and walked away.
Yeah.
Gay couple.
HOLY SHIT THIS BLOG IS LONG! SORRY!
Tuesday
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Okay, I'm seriously shocked.
ReplyDeleteYou're never on facebook but your blog is longer than my life.
I swear to god.
Anyway.
I love you.
And although it sort of disturbs me to read about you sort of having phone sex with a creep, I will continue to read anyway because we never talk and this is just another way to hear what you're thinking.
So yeah.
And I don't think its your lack of a father figure making you think you're gay.
Some people are just gay.
If I was a guy, I would deff be gay right along side you.
Fuuuck.
Hhah.
P.S., I'm glad you're still a virgin.
There aren't many of those out there.
And gay guys can be just as backstabbingly evil creul jerkfaced assholes as straight guys.
Dont wantchaa getting hurt.
=)
yellow!!!!, oh and i love how there is a kid names rip van winkle in our school, he must hate hius parents for naming him that lol
ReplyDelete...the music video is sad :'(
ReplyDeletethank yall :D
ReplyDeleteI LOVE YOU RACH! Give me some updates on the whole family situation and all that jazz :) I wanna hear.
And to Megan: I LOVE THE VIDEO SO MUCH! I keep looking for more and more sad video's but the only sadder one is If I Were a Boy
Uh, updates on the fam. Hmmm.
ReplyDeleteOh! Alright. Jess is getting married on the 11th of July. I know I'm invited, but I dont know about Dad, Shell & Kris. Shell and Jess' mom seem to be having a bitch fight. haha.
Krissy is annoying, as always, but I love her. She's really involved with her softball right now.
Shell's been really touchy lately, I try to avoid her.
And dad's well...dad.
haha.
How are youuu!?
I am well, just pissed off at my mother for boarding my roof window, (only escape from them) and other then that awesome. Yeah. A lot more friends then last year, and such and such yata yata, family sucks woot!
ReplyDeleteOk, lets start talking on a newer blog, lol