I'd complain like everyone else about the heat, except I love it. It's so preferable to the cold. It's like... wheee I'm melting, but iced drinks now taste SOOOOO goood. And at least the hot doesnt hurt like the cold can. Honestly.

So I have nothing to post really. Except.... your mother was a hampster... and your father... smelt... of crabs.

g'day ^^

W00t for another useless post.

"Someone's got their eye on you now, don't you know? Whao oh oh oh!"

^^

This Macaronni salad shit my mother made is poo. I must teach her the ninja arts of cooking. Resumes are fuun to print. They make you feel important when you give them out. It's like: "Here, I kick ass, hire me."

But of course, rarely are you hired. Except with on the spot interviews which I happen to love. Cause I can bullshit like tommarow won't exist.

But seriously, I need a job and I'm desperate so I've fallen to ..... Burger Queen.... *gasp*

OH SHIT THE TIME WTFZORZ> And I r haff to play warcraft this week or I'll die of withdrawl.

AHHH IM LATE!

Harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr harr.............

etc....

SO! How about them apples eh? Mhmmmmmmmmmmmm, gooooooood apples.

Yes I am bored, so I'll tell you about teh week. Well last night I went to Mayfield Shitass Suxxorz (with the Rabid Aran Projectiles), to see my lovely play. Ohhhh, Blues Alley kicked ass, and so did Magnetics....... everything else blew. I sat through at least an hour of christian choir and i'm thinking "How fucking inappropriate and retarded to have the choir singing soley religious tunes. SO MUCH FOR DIVERSITY IN THE ARTS, SUCKMYCOCKPLZKTHNXCLITORIS!" Uh-huh

Then we went to caseys at umpteen o'clock in the morning. That was fun. We pissed off the waitress and the manager-lady, but she got a huge-huge tip because of sergio's 10% off coupon... which I'm still not sure why he used...

And ottawa soon.

OH AND I HATE YOU MING! SABATEUR OF CHARACTER! Moving all us around to seperate classes so that noone who our characters have interacted with are together. I WILL PM YOU TO DEATH YOU EVIL WITCH-TYPE!

(See Ninpocho.com, sections that you can't see because you arent registered, harr harr harrrrrr)

/end post of retardedness

ps: SARAH JEZEBEL DEVA HAS HER OWN BAND OMGZ! www.angtoria.com

*is sad*

I'm starting to like panic at the disco! Ummm... someone hurt me please >.>

Anyhow, Gabbie has decided to go to guelph ^^. I am uber happy he's going to the better school as I've heard York is pooey. How can I properly capitalize York and not guelph? ... I need to retake the first 5 years of spelling O_O

Cha. So... umm... musicfest soon! And prom! And a bunch of other stuff... like me bombing the gov't 'till they give me my taxes back... I STILL DONT HAVE THEM. And on top of that i NEED them for the 101 things needing to be paid for this month.

Jobs are nil. Resumes however have been printed. Job searching may involve cover letters stating that I will not be in town because of volunteer work for a week+........... maybe I'll just wait till I get back...

ELENA if you need help formatting your resume and making it look pretty, throw it at me. I'll help. I've already helped millions with their formatting, computer incompetance, graphical design... *runs television ad*

Kay, I guess I'll go out now. *poof*

Yes I am a bit depressed. Though you wouldn't know it from my amazing online cover-upness... or maybe actually posting something gives it away 0.o

Oh, and elena, wtf.

<td align="center"> Brian --
[noun]:

A poltergeist sent back in time to change the course of history forever

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>

ok, so some guy randomly added me and this is the conversation that followed:

Names are ommitted for his privacy XD

me: Hallo? Who is this? 0.o

him: no one

me: ...

me: T.T

me: So you are just... noone?

him: that's what i tell myself

me: Then you don't mind if I prefer not to talk to noone?

him: sure



Seriously, if YOU add someone else, why would you act like such a retard? stoopid people -_-

HOLY SHIET! Yesterday, ma baby boi bought me Wild ARMS 4... well bought FOR me anyways, its his game seeing as how i have no playstation XD. It's hella fun and so far the best of teh series ^^.

T/Y <3

RAWRZ0RZ! This is Fallendefect, teh haxx0rest Bane Elemental this side of Azeroth East! I'm here to report teh hardcore ownage of my boyfriend, Cyarin (better know to the non-1337s as Gabriel). He has been accepted into york and guelph AND played teh most 0wN'T drow evar today!

1337 report ovah for dis week!

Tune in for more next time!

I FORGOT TO MENTION MY HAIR!


It's like... a red void.... if voids could be red... that is the colour of my hair.

it's godly

thats all XD

I did a quiz... *watches people run away and hide*

CMON ITS NOT THAT BAD! I think i've done this one before >.> But the results this time were alot more accurate... does this mean i'm becoming more honest with myself over the years?... god i hope so

So the spacebar onthis fucking librarycomputer is terrible.... ><

Anyways, one of my references is off sick... for 2 weeks... I'll have to deal with just 2 references...Jordan and my oldco-op teacher... FUCK THIS SPACEBAR #%@^$@%&#$%&!

I have a gooooooood chanceat getting a job@ blockbuster... 9-5 mon-fri = YESPLZGIMMIENOWKTHX

Mydotaskillz>yours

So bored, listening to hedwigto pass the time(45mins till bus)

if html wasnt active i could do a cool emotething...

*goes off to look fora quiz*

I am a ninja-star throwing, possesed, greedy son-of-a-bitch... (1337 |-|4X0rZ r4r\|/!)





Which FF Character Are You?

XD!

Don't worry dear, the op will go fine :). Or else I get to kill your dentist :P

anyways, I got my hep A shot today. My whole body, 15 minutes after, became very weak and i almost collapsed on the bus. Wonder if that is supposed to happen >.>. Posting this from Amanda's house. Anyways, update on my life:

...

'Kay so really, I have a good chance at being hired at coles, either fulltime or parttime I really don't care. Ummmmmm....... maybe getting hired at fruits and passions... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Relationship is going very very well. It's odd to talk about it cause it feels so natural there's really not much to say about it. 'xcept that... erm... see? love you gabe ^^

IF YOU ARE GABRIEL'S PARENTS AND YOU READ THIS, YOU DESERVE ANY MISFORTUNE YOU FIND IN FAMILY!!!!! ><

One more thing........ Voltaire wants me to hook him up with TBM for a show. tis very lovely that Voltaire replies to things! unllike some other artists I know... *grumbles about nyquil*

So end of pointless post, and ... I'll be back when I have something constructive to say!

Boredom + slow internet = lj update

Step 1) Pick a band or singer
Step 2) Answer the questions using only song titles
Step 3) Post

Artist: Matthew Good

Describe yourself: The Rat Who Would Be King

How do some people feel about you: Flashdance II

How do you feel about yourself: Sort of a Protest Song

Describe what you want to be: Symbolistic White Walls

Describe your current mood: Strange Days

Describe your friends: Enjoy The Silence

Share a few words of wisdom: Apparitions

That was actually... kind of hard >.>

Anyways, my mother is out of hospital, and one of the stitches popped today. Bleeding like crazy, but she wont call anyone. So ironically the hospital called and she told me not to pick up. So I picked up, told whoever the hell it was what was going on, and shes like: "Oh... ya... well that can happen... so she should put gauze on it..."

REALLY?! YOU DON'T SAY?!?!?

Anyways, I ended that conversation really fast and called in to work to cancel and i've been at home today taking care of my mother. My brother refuses to do the dishes. Instead he's just dirtied about 10 more. So I don't want my mother doign them cause her leg will gush blood again, so I guess because she thinks Robert doesn't need to do anything, even his own dishes, I am doing them. And, everything wrong with the house is my fault because I didn't take care of it properly while she was away. I basically exploded on her today and told her she was ungrateful and that she should worry about her other son and not the one who is going to college and has his life on track. But you know, my brother has fed her some bullshit about not doing drugs, or smoking, or hanging out with his druggie friends anymore. I highly doubt any of that is true and I KNOW he is still doing drugs because he came home high off his ass while my mother was in the hospital.

ANYWAYS. Rant over. Going to do dishes so I can make something to eat.

So alot of people have said to me, in passing, that I have tranny tendencies. Now after my BOYFRIEND agrees with this, I decided to do some tests. Yes I can hear you all groaning :P


You are Hedwig Robinson, formerly Hansel Schmidt.

Actually, you're the only rocker featured

here who isn't a real person. You're actually

a character invented by actor John Cameron

Mitchell for his play, 'Hedwig and the Angry

Inch', which spawned a movie of the same

name. Interesting fact: Due to a botched

sex-change operation, you've got... er...

well... an 'angry inch'. get it? heh heh...


Which Androgynous Rocker are you?
brought to you by Quizilla




So I have just recently watched Hedwig and The Angry Inch, and I like the movie alot. Now I'm not saying I want to go out, dress like a woman, and change my name to Brianna, but i have some definately transvestite tendencies. Anyway's loves, here's my Official TVEE (TransVEstitE) Licence:



K so I lied >.>

XD! Love meh!

Chains of Expression

Pulse,
The driving nail and hammer
Effect,
A break in my concentration
These words,
Become a separate faction
The ink,
No longer sets me free

So I slit my tongue
To ease the swell
So that my heart might once more breathe
‘Cause my mind cannot strain
These memories from the core of me

Why speak words you won’t understand
Silently I’ll decide your fate
To wake from these chains of expression
And drain away my weeping scars.

Destroy my gift,
Cut it wet and deep
Drown away the
Things I lived for.

Break me
Take me
After all,
I’m yours…

Nothing else will hurt
Nothing else can bleed
If I make me empty,
I can make me free…

(If I make me empty,
I can make me free…)

Why speak words you won’t understand
Silently I’ll decide your fate
To wake from these chains of expression
And free myself from all you are

Shackled down
The world decays
I watch as colours fade to grey
Living on these burned out stars
Crying tears that cannot fall

Nothing else will hurt
Nothing else can bleed
If I make me empty,
I can make me free…

If I make me empty, can I make me free?



So hollow but so filled with life.

I REFUSE TO EVER SHOP AT ANY COMPUTER STORE WHO EMPLOY INDIANS EVER AGAIN. STUPID FUCKS. THNXFORWASTINGHOURSOFTIMEOFMYLIFEDIENOWKTHNXPLZ!

Seriously, so the deal is, my cd drive broke. So I went out to get a new one today. Went to factorydirect.ca after checking their website to see what they had in stock. I found a very sexy BenQ model for 49.99 that I liked. New and although last year's model, still very good for the price. Anyways, I went to the store, waited 10 minutes to be helped. Got helped by some incompetant who couldn't figure out how to turn the computer on, and for all that they don't have it in stock even though on their website they said they did. SO, I went to bestbuy. GeekSquad yo! The man at teh counter was helping a woman who was asking about NOD32. He said he didn't know anything about it, so I interjected and informed the woman about it. The man didn't seem to appreciate that and took her to the back to speak to her. Anyways, bestbuy = overpriced by about 50$. The source = has nothing. Staples = zomg stupid brands + overpriced. So we went to Woodbridge to the factorydirect there. Now they have it, but they dont have it new like their website states. It's refurbished. Fux that. I decided to get an LG, mew model, 59.99$. Now I'm talking to this fucking idiot who barely speaks english and seems to know nothing about computers. It took 10 minutes to sort out that I didn't want a warranty, that I only wanted ONE of the product, that I knew how to install the product, and that no, I really really don't want to add a three year warranty. He then grabbed the wrong drive (seriously, wtf.) put it at the counter, and left. I politely asked the next nearest indian to get me the right drive, we paid and got the fuck out before I killed everyone. NOONE AT THAT STORE SPOKE FUCKING ENGLISH.

How can you work in a field that requires advanced linguistic skills and communication of product information, WHEN YOU DON'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE. Seriously badly managed.

Anyways, it's taken me 3 hours to update my computer and install all the stuff I need.

I am now ready for mass resume and coverletter production.

Oh, and I'm seeing my father on friday to discuss what he remembers of my childhood so that when I go in for councelling with my family, I at least have someone to verify that I'm not this terrible child who made up a childhood of abuse. It's really fucking hard to deal with things when your mother denies everything and tells you how much of an asshole you are for saying something like that in the first place.

So welcome, Matt, to LJ. And I have nothing else to say.

Peace XD

so I HAVE to post an update. I'm on the library computer reading an interview with mr.psychotic himself, Mortiis, when I come to the most rediculous statement ever:

I recently read an article, which stated that your are credited with starting the sub-genre of "Troll Metal". What the hell is Troll Metal?

I have no idea. I think the whole idea is pathetic. I never started or intended to start anything remotely as cheesy sounding as that. I think it’s a textbook example of lazy and ignorant journalists/album reviewers not having the faintest idea of what to do with a Mortiis album.


Okay, since Troll Metal obviously is not the ‘it’ thing, what style of music is currently predominate in Norway?

I don’t get around that much so I wouldn’t really know. It is probably whatever
else is hot in the rest of the world, i.e. crap. You know…Billboard bullshit like your typical Britney Spears and Gwen Stefani. [Hey! Gwen actually has talent unlike Ms. Spears. – Nikki]

You are perceived as a mysterious person. What seems to be the biggest misconception that people have about you?

Well today’s winner is me starting the Troll Metal genre. [I swear I did not make that up – Nikki] Actually, that is the first time I ever heard about that one. I think another thing that has stuck since the past is that I play ambient cheesy keyboard music, which is pretty wrong thinking to say the least.


The interviewer is Nikki Niel from MK Magazine. Honestly though, people have no appreciation for such an abstract and conceptual artist such as Mortiis. They just poke fun cause he looks like "a very depressed troll," which, as Mortiis states in another interview, is rediculously inaccurate anyways. "Have you ever seen a Norwiegan troll? Look it up sometime, ignorant fucks."

And as the last piece to my wonderful ode to Mortiis, this is what CoC's Aaron McKay has to say about Mortiis:

"Even if I live to be as old as the soul that Mortiis is portraying on stage, I will not understand why I am so enthralled with the music this enigmatic individual lavishes on his audience. Mortiis' work passes unmolested through standard musical classifications and appeals to the most cerebral denominator among the metal citizenry."

Hope you enjoyed teh rant :D

So last week was so incredibly packed with things happening that I cannot go over it all. For some odd reason, reading Anne Rice helps me put my life in perspective. I am now forcefully marching myself forward and if things and people need to be sacrificed, so be it. I am not responsible for anyone's wellbeing that I do not want to be.

Family life is strange, I think people are finally getting the idea that I'm an adult now and that I am moving forward. My grandmother can't talk to me anymore without her voice shaking or her being indecisive. She can't talk down to me anymore and I think it shocks and annoys her. My mother is jsut as annoying and self centered as ever, and with her constant threats telling me that I am obligated to help her, make me really not want to. If she was intelligent she'd understand I'd do my best to help her anyways, but instead she hold this thing over me, like i'm her possesion. My brother is in trouble with the police, again. I haven't spoken to my father yet, but I'm calling him this week. Apparently support checks are bouncing and he now owes people alot of money.

Relationship is going great. I can't think about the future anymore because it makes me anxious and uncomfortable. I'll settle with being happy in the now.

Job hunting is about to seriously begin, either this week or next week... the problem with that is bussing places. Costs money. I dont have that extra, but next week I will buy a bus pass. I hate writing cover letters when I barely know the exact places I am applying.

Schooling is looking to be hell. My grandma doesn't want to support me for massage but she will for some random therapy called: "Bowman Technique". Why she would rather me go to school for 3 years to learn that than go to school for 2 and learn RMT, I have no clue. I told her adamantly that I'm going for massage and that she can either help or not.

*is writing very hurredly*

My internet is annoying as fuck. I can barely do anything anymore on it.

Work is going to yuk-yuk's for the staff party. I'm probably not going. No money and I'd rather not hang out with people at work. Mainly because I'm leaving there as soon as I can anyways.

Uhhhh... ahh yes, people if I am kind of out of contact for the next few weeks, its cause I have alot going on, so if you want me, feel free to contact. (mainly riley and matt)

and now.... Mortiis and his sexiness:

I killed my muse yesterday, or was it yesteryear?
And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear.
Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away?

Did you know you're a soul predator?
So fucked by the great machine.
The perfect instigator.
Redeem, redeem, redeem!

I can see you down below.
I can see what you really are.
I can see the one who stole my soul.
You're nothing, just another scar.

False though I may be.
I tried so hard, so long.
Now it's time for me.
How could I be?

In this ugly light of truth.
My slumber finally came undone.
The devil is inside of you.
None of this was ever true.

(What if) I could open up to you.
Like a big black stinking hole.
With sexteen thousand screaming demons
Tearing at your soul.
(But you wouldn't care)
I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through.
I want to make believe I'm dead so you can feel it too.

My muse is a dead soul.
My muse is so cold.
My muse has a heart of stone.
My muse is dead and gone.
My muse has the voice of God.
My muse is a beautiful fraud.

False though I may be, I tried so hard and now it's time for me.
Help me up so you can bring me down, how could I be so wrong?
Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong.

Your absence makes me way too wicked...
You presence makes me you way too wicked...
We're just way too damaged inside.

-Way Too Wicked
-Mortiis