This is what I do instead of actual work (composed with an unnamed friend).

Fo seriuz.

Even though songs are so good, that you need to keep listening to them over and over again, 29 times within the past 24 hours is a little excessive, no?

I have assignments to do, but I've kept putting them off so I can just listen to music, particularly this one song. I seriously need a life, and one that doesn't consist of vomiting, vitamins, mood swings, insomnia, lack of appetite and dirty fingernails.

How does one attain a life?
By being social? By doing the dishes for mum?
I don't know, but I sure know I don't want to do the two former.

Oh, play count has gone up to 30 now. Congratulations, Kristen. You are descending into a life you never meant to have!
Someone come and help me retain sanity too?

1.

there's no wrong way to fuck a girl with no legs
just tell her you love her as she's crawling away
there's no wrong way to fuck a bitch with no faith
now you'll never be sad again

loving you are the two best things in a world that's skipping town
reaching blind into the deepest mouth in the brownest place around

there's something amiss in her cum stained lips
so i get the first kiss before she takes the last bite
genital outlaws in a positive way and in everything bagel too

getting strangled by the junkie priest
as the boys get stoned in school
there's a knock at your door
and your parents come in
they thought you were a different girl

so if you're alone when youre parents aren't home
and noone can see your incestuous tree
no need to contain what the sparrows can say
now you'll never be sad again

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That's about it.

This motherfucking masterpiece was written when I was 10. It is unfortunately unfinished.

When Angela first arrived at school, everybody made fun of her. She was always tripped and tossed around, thrown into lockers and one time some girl named Jenny pushed her in a pool and without realising, Angela's eyes were sensitive so her eyes are now colour-blind. Angela has scarecrow hair. Jenny and Lisa were in a gang that were very popular. So more about Angela: cracked teeth, glasses held together by scotch tape. This group had six members, Lisa, Craig, Joe, Jenny, Mick and Johnny. Lisa had straight short brown hair, brown eyes and she always had two strands of her hair with fluffy purple clips. Joe had brown hair that was always spiked up. Jenny had wavy brown hair with blonde streaks through it. She always had her hair tied back with a fluffy blue scrunchie. She had blue eyes. Joe had brown eyes. Mick had a four kind of hair colour and all the boys had their hair spiked. Mick had blue eyes. Craig had blond hair with his hair spiked (of course!) He had his eyebrow pierced. Fran was a huge sook. Always crying, always getting pushed around. She had a mop as a head. She had scarecrow hair too!

Lisa and Jenny had a sleepover. They were both getting a wicked idea. It was to KILL Angela. After that, they had a pleasent (sic) night's sleep. Lisa woke up and Jenny reminded her about their plan. They rang up the boys together. The boys especialy (sic) Craig loved the idea and tried to figure out how to kill Angel. They decided to kidnap Angela during the nioght. Put her in a garbage bag, chuck her over in the back beach. (This was the part that had me crying of laughter for about an hour) They all hoped it would work. Monday came and they came up to her, smashed her into a locker and Lisa rudely said, "Be prepared." Angela questioned "For what." Jenny butted in and said "Just wait and see." Angela read a letter Craig had prepared for earlyer (sic) in the day and he sneaked into the classroom, put the letter in her desk and left. It said Angela, you're scum between our toes. You make us vomit. We hate you. We hope you Die. From You Know Who.

Angela was petrified of "the letter". She knew what she was in for and it wasn't very pleasurable. "What have I done!" Angela thought to herself in her mind. Well she'd better get prepared!

The next night Lisa had decided to kidnap. Everyone in school knew where Angela lived so it wasn't a problem. They all ran but making sure no-one saw them as they bolted in the house. Joe was carrying all the stuff. They pushed her in the garbage bag and took off!


Who knew I was a prodigy at age 10?!

This was written in 1968. I like its timelessness.

The Ogre does what ogres can,
Deeds quite impossible for Man,
But one prize is beyond his reach,
The Ogre cannot master Speech:
About a subjugated plain,
Among its desparate and slain,
The Ogre stalks with hands on hips,
While drivel gushes from his lips.

That's all folks.

I am failing school, well one subject. This is frightening, because well, I am trying extremely hard to consistently get adequete grades.

My speakers just fell over, wut?

I no longer have the problem with the nickname on my Yr 12 hoodie, team FYROM ftw.

I feel like I don't try in anything but sleep, drink and work anymore.

AND I NEED TO DO WELL ARGH. I LOVE LIFE!

I don't know which, out of these:
-Eazy-E
-K-Dogg
-MC Ren
-Come Stai
-Lotto
-Krist
-KVB

to put on my Year 12 jumper. Some assistance, please.

The monster which the geniUs of kings had vomited oveR France has gone back into nothingness. May all the criMes and all the mIsfortunes of the world disappear with it! Armed in turn with the daggers of fanaticism and the poisons of atheism, kings have always conspired to assassinate Humanity. If they arE able no longeR to disfigure Divinity by superstitiOn, to associate it with their crimes, they try to banish it from the earth, so that they may reign there alone with crime.

O People, fear no more their sacrilegious plots! They can no more snatch the world from the breast of its Author than remorse from their own hearts. Unfortunate ones, uplift your eyes toward heaven! Heroes of the fatherland, your generous devotion is not a brilliant madness. If the satellites of tyranny can assassinate you, it is not in their power entirely to destroy you. Man, whoever thou mayest be, thou canst still conceive high thoughts for thyself. Thou canst bind thy fleeting life to God, and to immortality. Let nature seize again all her splendor, and wisdom all her empire! The Supreme Being has not been annihilated.

If you are not Max, then you don't know about my love of historical figures. I have compiled a list. This is subject to change. These are so stereotypical, but I do like a good list every now and then!

1. Maximilen Robespierre
2. Josef Stalin
3. Mikhail Gorbachev
4. Karl Marx
5. Mao Zedong
6. Elizabeth I
7. Richard Nixon
8. Jesus (I'm sorry, but this is true)
9. Yassir Arafat *
10. Ronald Regan

*This is definitely subject to change, because I'm having a massive Israel-Palestine week this week, and he got thrown in.

1: Being a preacher
Just because you are one-sided does not imply that you can sway other people. The last thing I want to hear when I go out is how good veganism is. And in addition to how good it is, how beneficial it is, and how amazing it is and how wrong you are if you still eat cheese and eggs! Okay. Life is supposed to be lived how you want it to be lived. If you're fulfilled watching people roll their eyes and groan everytime a sentence begins with the words/anagrams PETA says or veganism is or animal slaughter, go for it, but bear in mind that sometimes people need a break.

2. Being a preacher through blogs
So lame it's ridiculous. If I wanted to know about how awesome Burberry are at beating up foxes, I'd look it up on the PETA website, not on your blog. Don't expect to have friends after the phase is over.

3. Stress pimples
Go away, you are ruining my life.

4. Outcomes
Again, go away, you are ruining my life due to the fact that you're always around, whether tomorrow or in two weeks.

5. My DVD player
It is not fair. I sit down to do homework and then I get distracted and want to watch The Office. I can't help that I am easily distracted, but if the DVD player wasnt at my house, I'd be okay.

6. Lack of returned calls
Stupidity. Call me if you say you will because there's nothing worse than going to bed when you know that someone was supposed to call you and they don't because you feel so unfulfilled.

I'm done for now. Oh no I'm not, just one more.

7. Passage Analysis
You are the burden of my life.