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PART 2.
Written on: Saturday, June 13, 2009 Time: 2:21 AM
Msn: James Music: Light Show - George Nozuka Mood: STILL SICK
Callahan Thanh Long Tran and Johnnybrah, rap battle: Part 2.
Collin: i see u listened, u went home wrote something or were u just stoned and couldnt think of nothing bcos u writing shit that hapened to ur mom dont needa hide it, everyone noes ur dumb so mad dad got hit aye? thats okay at least mind doesnt look like dick with aids but ive see that u learnt but rememba dawg, it takes one tym to get burnt Johnny:
Happy Birthday Bhb and Marianese.
Written on: Friday, June 12, 2009 Time: 6:19 PM
Msn: Branden Music: Light Show - George Nozuka Mood: sick
Yesterday morning I lied and told my mum I was sick because I was lazy for school, and now I'm really sick. ==' My dad dragged me out of bed at 9:00am and we had to walk to Cabramatta to go doctors, because the roads were closed, and shit. Then I bought Easyway and Sushi and went home. :D My internet wasn't working, so I read CBU for 6 hours and finished it. It's so good and sad. :'( I'm reading The Joy Of Being Happy now, lol. So anyway, I've been sleeping ever since 3:00pm in the afternoon, with my mouth open and drooling on my pillow 'cause I can't breathe through my nose, rofl. :( I'm s'pose to go Bhb's today but I'm still sick, and shit. Sorry Brendan. :( Happy Birthday for yesterday, and Maria too. (L) OMG I'M CAPPED. >:(
Chris' house.
Written on: Thursday, June 11, 2009 Time: 2:04 AM
Msn: Ali Music: Everything - London Mood: bored
It is so cold, seriously. Temperature's these days are like around 10 degrees, literally. I can't even move my fingers in roll call, lol. So today we had a Geography test. It was alright I guess, I cheated in Part b) though, the extended responses, rofl. Part a) was multiple choice with sources but I found part b) more easier. Maybe 'cause I had all the answers for the essay in my pencil case. lmao!
This morning I went over to Chris's house, we were gonna jig 'cause Andeeh said he had double Graphics (which he didn't, 'cause we didn't have double electives), and 'cause there was a free house? We called out his name like 2937534534 times and knocked on his window, but no reply. Andeeh assumed he was sleeping but I said he probably wasn't home. ==' I twisted the door knob, and it opened. Gee, Chris really doesn't know how to lock up ay, haha. Just like Andeeh, always leaving the door open 'cause he doesn't wanna bring his keys. We tried the backyard gate, which was also open, and got into his house.. we crept up his stairs and found his aunty sleeping, so I ran down the stairs while Andeeh told me to be quiet in case we woke her up, which was pretty stupid. I was sure she couldn't hear us anyway.. and she didn't. 8-)
I like fan fictions.
Written on: Tuesday, June 9, 2009 Time: 10:04 PM
Msn: Timothy Music: Cry Over You - Claude Kelly Mood: neutral
I'm starting to develop a new love for fan fictions. :) Della sent me two, I'm reading, Conversations Between Us - Solangel at the moment, and I love it! I love Della too. 8-) It's like so much better than Twilight, and don't even say nothing's better than Twilight (because yes there are books better than Twilight) but to be honest I was really interested in Twilight in the first place, it bored me and I didn't have the same interest in it as you people did. I read the book like a year before everyone else in my grade did, 'cause Canley Vale's library had it way before ours did and my cousin's friends discovered it, lmao. But even then it wasn't THAT good. It was just okay, but not as all great as people exaggerated it to be, and Edward isn't even hot... so isn't Bella.
Ngaw, Collin. :$
Time: 3:54 AM
Msn: Monia Music: Faithless - Lil Eddie Mood: cold
Collin made up a poem for me! :) because he says raps are insulting. haha! his so cute. Love you babe. (L) ur names linda vu and i love you becos ur my sis can i cal u miss? becos it makes u sound hot ur ugly, just joking ur not i love the way u speak wen u get angry u like to squeak bby girl u got style u got class most importantly u got ass ur so hot u made me burn today wen i look at u i cant turn away ur sumtyms mean and sumtyms kind idk wats on ur mind i love u for what u are cos rememba ur my sista' u might be the best person. just maybe. but wateva u are. ur my littlelady Callahan Thanh Long Tran and Johnnybrah: Rap battle? .. :| Collin: oh fine we sort this wiv a rap battle Collin: yoyoyo ur names johnny ur frend name seanie u both owe me ciggy and u wont giv em too me u fkn cabra junkies Johnny: your name is collin tran, you took the ciigys from my hand, you dnt understand, i would give it if i can, Collin: i do understand hey man my names callahan its not collin tran my frend name michael pan. lmfao Johnny: now i know your name, but it sounds kinda lame, would you like to entertain, i laugh so much that i gain alot of pain Collin: stfu johnnybrah is that a singlet or a new bra dawg go home write somefing useful get a new rap write it wiv pencil and dont com bak till sumfing gud hits u see how far ur dumb raps get u ur singlet saying "johnny i dont fit u" Johnny: every single day, including today, what did i say, would you ever go away. Collin: why would i do that? u fink im chicken or a cat man, fuck ur mom is fat on the floor she sat and everything was flat Johnny: man your mum is fat too she even have swine flu she like eating poo and everytime she cough it mean she sucked my cock so fock you cause she think shes hot but shes not Collin: my mom a supamodel ur mom a bong bottle i suck her like weed i root her like a seed but ur dad is gay he isnt okay Johnny: you have no dad cause your so fkn sad to bad u have 2 mums that i fucked up the bum and cum all over there face what a disgrace fucking ur mum is my number 1 goal all i need to do is fuck her up the hole Collin: my 2 moms a team stop sayin shit u saw in ur dream my ass u fukd my mom up her fkn bum man u say u fuck good but u only suck dude sucking other guys for the grand prize u can win a car u can win a boat but in the end u got sperm in ur throat Collin: wats rong cuz. got owned? Johnny: AHHAHAHAH
Happy Birthday Queen?
Written on: Sunday, June 7, 2009 Time: 11:48 PM
Msn: Andeeh Music: Paparazzi - Lady Gaga Mood: tired
I woke up at like 8:00am today, had a half an hour shower and took another half an hour deciding what to wear.. I decided to wear this new black vest I got to mock two people that always wear black. ;) Anyway, after I got changed and blow dried my hair, I went on MSN and talked to Branden. We left at like 9:00 something because SOMEONE was at Cabramatta already and being the nice friend I am I left early for them. 8-) We made our way to Parramatta, because Branden wanted to find Mimi a present. But there was nothing. ^o) So we went to buy him a bumbag because he wanted to impress Mimi. rofl! hope he doesn't read this.. anyway, we went to get Easyway and after that we went up to Greater Union to meet up with everyone. Della, Mimi and Juanita came. Them three are like seriously so cute! :D We took quiet a while to decide what to watch. During the time we were taking photos and drinking free smoothie samples. *giggle. By that time everyone else started coming.. including Steven and his.. friend, Daphne? lol. They decided to watch Night At The Museum 2. It started at 1:00pm so we went shopping for a bit. The movie was like 2 hours and it was pretty boring. :Z Ho bought 2 boxes of 10 Wicked Wings and we had to hide it while getting in because of somehting to do with not being allowed to bring in food or something.. :|
I wore a scarf the whole day assuming it was Della's 'cause it was in Mimi's bag and because Branden said so. After the movie I gave it back to her and she said it wasn't her's. Mimi said it was her friend, Sandy's? :| God, how embarrassing. I wonder if she noticed a random wearing her clothes, lmfao.
 me and the scarf, della + nita.Near the end of the day Branden was feeling sick and we decided to head home. I was gonna go Villawood but then I got lazy. So I talked home with Branden. And oh, my gosh. School's tomorrow. :( And we have grade sport. I mean I don't like Mondays but I don't like grade sport either so I don't like Tuesdays? 8-)
A Japanese Cannibal.
Time: 12:26 AM
11th Of June 1981 I am amazed. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Tall, blond, with pure white skin, she astonishes me with her grace. I invited her to my home for a Japanese dinner, she accepts. After the meal, I asked her to read my favourite German Expressionist poem. As she reads, I can’t keep my eyes off her.After she leaves, can still smell her body on the bed sheet where she sat reading the poem. I lick the chopsticks and dishes she used. I can taste her lips. My passion is so great. I want to eat her. If I do, she will be mine forever.
 I arrange for her to read the poem for me once more. I lied to her. I tell her I want to record the poem on tape for my Japanese teacher. She believes. I prepare everything. The cassette recorder of poem, the rifle for the sacrifice. She arrives on time. After drinking tea and whisky, she speaks. She smiles at me. But I know inside that I’m the strangest one of all. Her yellow sleeveless top shows off her beautiful white arms. I can smell her body. I turn on the recorder. She starts to read. She speaks in perfect German. I reach for the rifle hidden beside the chest of drawers. I stand slowly and aim the rifle at the back of her head. I cannot stop myself. There is a loud sound and her body falls from the chair onto the floor. It is like she is watching at me. I see her cheeks, her eyes, her nose and mouth, the blood pouring from her head. I try to talk to her, but she no longer answers. There is blood all over the floor. I try to wipe it up, but I realized I cannot stop the blood from her head. It is very quiet here. There is only the silence of death.
 I start to take off her clothes. It is hard to take the clothes off a dead body. Finally it is done. Her beautiful white body is before me. I’ve waited so long this day and now it it here. I touched her ass. It is so very smooth. I wonder where I should start bite first. I decide to bite the top of her butt. My nose is covered with her cold white skin. I try to beat down hard, but I can’t. I suddenly have a horrible headache. I get a knife from the kitchen and stab it deeply into her skin. Suddenly a lot of sallow fat oozes from the wound. It reminds me of Indian corn. It continues to ooze, it is strange. Finally I find the red meat under the sallow fat. I scoop it out and put it in my mouth and chew. It has no smell and taste. It melts in my mouth like a perfect piece of tuna. I look in her eyes and say,” You are delicious.” I cut her body and lift the meat to my mouth again and again. Then I take a photograph of her white corpse with its deep wounds. I have sex with her body. When I hug her, she lets out a breath. I’m frightened, she seems alive. I kiss her and tell her I love her. Then I drag her body to the bathroom. By now I am exhausted, but I cut into her hip and put the meat in a roasting pan. After it is cooked, I sit at the table using her underwear as a napkin. They still smell of her body.
 Then I turn on the tape of her reading the German poem and eat. There is not enough taste. I use some salt and some mustard and it is delicious, very high quality meat. Then I go back to the bathroom and cut off her breast and bake it.It swells while it cooks, I serve the breast on the table and eat it with a fork and knife. It isn’t very good, too greasy. I try to cut into another part of her body. Her thighs were wonderful. Finally she is in my stomach! Finally she is mine. It is the best dinner I’ve ever had.Afterwards, I sleep with her.
 Next morning, she is still here. She doesn’t smell bad. Today I must finish cutting up her body. I have to put it into suitcases and sink it in the lake. It will be her grave. I touch the cold body again and I wonder where should I start. I start to cut off all the meat before amputating the limbs. While I cut her calf, I suddenly want to taste it. I see the beautiful red meat beneath the fat.I grasp her knew and her ankle, and tear it with my teeth. It is tender. I slowly chew and savor it. After eating most of the calf, I look at myself in the mirror. There is grease all over my face. And then I start to eat at random. I bite her little toe. It still smell and her feet. I stab the knife into her arch and see red meat deep inside. I thrust my fingers inside and dig out the meat and put it in my mouth.It tastes okay. Then I stab the knife into her armpit. Ever since I saw it under her yellow sleeveless top, I wondered how it would taste this good. The wonderful taste cheers me up and I devour her underarm up to the elbow. Finally, I cut off her private parts. When I touch the public hair, it has a very bad smell. I bite her clit, but it won’t come off, it just stretches. So I throw it in the frying pan and pop it in my mouth. I chew very carefully and swallow it. It is so sweet. After I swallow it, I feel her in my body and get hot. I turn the body over and open her buttocks, revealing her anus. I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth. It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth. It still smells, so I spit it out. I go into the next room. It smell of fat, like I’ve been frying a chicken. It’s been twenty four hours now. Some huge flies hover and buzz in the longer her. Where is she? She’s gone far away? I’ve broken her, like a child who breaks his toy. I try to use an electric knife to cut her body. It doesn’t work, just makes a loud sound. I use a hatchet. I strike several times. It’s hard work. I strike her thigh. Her body jumps up. If she could feel, it would have hurt.
 I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth. It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth. It is even harder than the thigh. I use the electric knife again. It makes a shrill long fingers, I am driven by another impulse. I use her hand to masturbate. Her long fingers excite me. When I’m finished, I try to bite her finger. I can’t. I’m disappointed. I put her hands into the plastic bag along with her legs. And then I see her face. It is still quiet. She has a small nose and a sweet lower lip. When she was alive, I wanted to bite them. Now I can satisfy that desire. It’s so easy to bite off her nose. As I chew the cartilage, I can hear the noise.I use a knife to cut off more of cartilage and put it in my mouth. It really doesn’t taste very good.I scoop out her lower lip with my knife and put it in my mouth. It has hard skin. I decide to eat it later when I can fry it. So, I put it in the refrigerator. I want her tongue. I can’t seem to open her lower jaw, but I can reach in between her teeth. Finally, it comes out. I cut it off and put it in my mouth. Finally, I cut the skin off the tongue and taste the meat.I try to eat her eyes. It’s hard for me to stab into them, though it is the easiest part of her face. I can tears coming from them. It frightens me. Her eyes are all that is left of her face. It is nearly a skull. I decided to take out her stomach. When I stab under her naval a little fat appears and then I can see the red meat under the fat. I slice a piece of the red meat and put it on a plate. Then I stab into the stomach. The internal organs appear. There is a great length of rolled tubes and I find a gray bag at the end of the tubes. It must be the bladder. There is a strong smell as soon as I pick it up. I thrust my hand into her body cavity.her bag. It must be her womb. If she had lived, she would have had a baby in this womb. The thought depresses me for a moment.
 I pull out the intestines. My hands sting from the digestive juices. At last I have to cut off her head. It is the most difficult thing I have to do. I cut off the meat on her neck until I can see bone, then I cut again. She still wearing her neck lance. I try to use the electric knife, but it doesn’t work very well. It just makes it shrill sound.
 So I use the hatchet. I imagine myself on the guillotine. It is surprisingly easy to cut through. With the head gone her body is now only flesh. When I grab the hair and hang up the head, I realized I am a Cannibal. I put the head in a plastic bag. I’ve separated the body and put it into two plastic bags. They are heavy. It is hard to put them into the suitcases. I am finished. It is midnight. I call a taxi.
 I am back home. I turned on the TV and open the refrigerator. I put the dishes on the glass table. I could recognised each pieces of meat. This is part of her hip and this is part of her thigh. I fry them on stove. I set the table.There is mustard, salt, pepper and sauce. I put her underwear beside the dish. I sniff it and look at a nude woman in a magazine. I try to remember which part of her is in my mouth, but it is difficult to connect the mean with a body. It just seems like a piece of meat. I continued to eat her body until I am caught. Each day the mean becomes more tender, each day the taste is more sweet and delicious.” Lssei Sagawa Geisteskranker Kannibale
 On the fifth day, he was caught by the French police and jailed there. However, he was sent by to Japan, his country, for the punishment. Due to his mentally illness, he couldn’t go on court and was sent to mentally institution. Fifteen months later, he was out, becomes a free man. This is totally unfair. He should deserves strict punishment, like hang to death, instead. Pity the lady who was killed by him, and then physically and mentally torture & rape by him. Saddist.
Changes.
Written on: Friday, June 5, 2009 Time: 11:12 PM
Msn: Selena Music: Washing My Hands (Of You) - Jackie Boyz Mood: neutral
Lately I've been moody and people have said behind my back that I've ''changed''. I don't see me changing, and no one's said to me that I've changed. If you people who I thought were my ''close friends'' think I've changed so much then rant on about it to me, not someone else. Just shows how gutless you are. I don't think I've changed and if you think I have then maybe it's because your getting on my nerves these days and I would really rather let it out with attitude then bottle it up and say it behind your back after woulds, yeah. And everyone's fucken changed, we don't all stay 5 year olds forever, and I know there's a difference between changing a good way and a bad way but I can't help the person I am right now and I'm not gonna change myself because it's not worth it for gutless people. I wouldn't even change if I could and the thing is I don't even know what I'm doing wrong but you know maybe that's because no one tells me what it is either. And to be honest. I don't really have anyone to bitch to about these days anymore because my ''close friends'' aren't so trustworthy and trust in someone is really all I fucken need right now which I don't have, besides that I really don't know why I'm so moody at the moment and no it's not pms, but if you understood this blog and understood me then maybe you'd fucken understand why.
Anyway, excuse the language and stuff.. I'm just a bit angry. :) And no I am not moody or pms-ing while writing this blog. I've just decided I should post this up for people who think this would be aimed at them and if you think it's aimed at you then yeah it is, so shut the fuck up. Bye.
Baking cookies.
Time: 9:22 PM
Msn: Natalie Music: Stop This Train - Claude Kelly Mood: neutral
It's a Saturday. And a long weekend too. I have nothing much plan today, I was s'pose to go Cabramatta with Mae and stuff, but I got lazy. So she's gonna call me when they get home and I'll go her house instead, we're gonna bake. 8-) 2 hours later.. . Well the plan today was that we'd all meet at Time Gone at 12:00? Hang Msn'ed me at 12 something saying to come Cabra soon.. I told her I would before 2:00 and for her to wait for me, 'cause they'd be going Mae's house at 3:00. But then.. I had a shower and it was like, 1:30 then I had to wait for my hair to dry! then I couldn't be bothered! :'( So Monia texted Mae for me letting her and Hang know I wouldn't be at Cabra and for them to call me when they got home. It's 4:00 and no one's called me yet. f5 Hang's at Cabra right now, by herself. How do I know this? 8-) because her comment on Mae's Bebo says: ''omg im at tg where are you ?'' Anyway.. Hang's not suppose to be by herself because I'm meant to be there and I would go.. just that maybe by the time I get there she won't be there anymore? 8-) OK whatever I'm just lazy. Sorry Hang. :( WELL, I did let someone know where I was FOR Hang though! Another hour later. . (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: comingggG? (5:10 AM) - littl: OMG. DID YOU GUYS JUST GET BACK? (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: yeah (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: ROFL (5:10 AM) - littl: what'd you do at Cabra? (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: went livo, then yeah, tg. (5:10 AM) - littl: I'm lazy. :L (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: LOL (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: ok (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: LOL (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: WE HAVE FFOOOD (5:11 AM) - littl: yeah well fuck you. LMAO (5:11 AM) - littl: who's there? (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: tina, xochilt and hang (5:11 AM) - littl: did you guys bake yet? (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: we didnt bake yet (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: laer (5:12 AM) - littl: GOOD! (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: later* (5:12 AM) - littl: WELL! (5:12 AM) - littl: I'm lazy :'( (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: Ok (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: BYE (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: ROFL what a bitch. :'( well anyways me and Mae ALSO planned this other outting because our party was fail. Just b-ball girlies. pizza, smirnoff, movie yum. ♥
Grade sport cancelled.
Written on: Tuesday, June 2, 2009 Time: 1:59 AM
Msn: Offline Music: Bad Habit - Varsity Mood: pissed off
My mum is being a bitch and won't let me get a fucking job which I was planning to apply for Liverpool, McDonalds with Phanny. ==' Fucking hell. Ok whatever I'm over it, well not really but I was pretty pissed off when she first said no because I can never take no as an answer especially not from my 'rents and I would've had a lot to swear on and on about 2 hours ago, but I got over it now. Sorta. :D
Grade sport was canceled today because of Zone Cross Country. I don't really mind grade sport canceled. I don't really like it anyway.. I do Netball and I did Basketball last term but it's only luck I made it into the two teams, infact not only do I not like grade sport I also don't like sport, haha yeah stating the obvious.. . lol. I only have one reason for joining Netball anyway.. the same reason I joined Basketball, travel, home, away, or whatever, other schools, other boysssss! (L) but anyways this time all Netballer's are stuck on the same venue every Tuesday for the rest of Winter sport so therefore I will be seeing the same faces of year 9/10s..girls from each school every single week, sigh. I'm not stupid, I just didn't know that but if I did I can re-assure you I woulda chose school sport over Netball. :D Wait, I take that back. No I do not wanna be stuck doing school sport..
ANYWAYS. New topic. Instead of training because of the wet weather, (lol, is training for grade sport and grade sport a new topic? whatever haha) we all went into C2 and watched ''Bend It Like Beckham'' a movie I have overall seen at least 3-4 times during school. I don't mind the movie, it's just I can't stand watching something more than 2 times. But Keira Knightley is in it and oh, my gosh, she is so hooott, *drools. Just not so much in the movie, tbh. She has abs, and stuff.. .
well me and Tina had better things to do/talk about, such as talk about piercings, think of what piercings to get, piercings, piercings, piercings! I have a big love for piercings. She's planning to get her belly done soon, and I'm gonna re do my ears with her! I've re-done my ears like, 3 times now.. it's not because I'm clumsy and I let them get infected or close up, I just close them up myself 'cause I don't like where they are, and yes I am very picky, but this is the last time I'm changing them, honest! .......... I think. I took out my lip piercing today, during roll call, it's closing and by recess I couldn't put the bar back in, but, no regrets whatsoever. I want my nape pierced! :( Augustine told me it's $120, I am getting it!
anyone by the name of Natalie Tran please go into my Blog spot and help me plox.. ! :'(
''I wanna die pretty''.
Written on: Monday, June 1, 2009 Time: 1:06 AM
I hate Mondays. Like really, I've always hated Mondays. I think it's because I sleep early on Fridays, wake up early on Saturdays for outings and then I wake up early again on Sunday because I have tutor and I feel like I need an extra day for a sleep in. :Z We had a lock down today, I thought it was fake but even if it was real, (which it was) I was never really scared of them. Not like those people who shit themselves and call their parents to pick them up, lol. It was during a double period of Commerce too, just before lunch. Apparently cops were involved, and it was because an IEC kid got pissed off at this girl and held a brick up attempting to throw it at her or something Well he's gone back to his country now.. I heard his got mental problems because he's always upset moving all the time and he really didn't wanna be where he was. I remember my first lock down, when I was in year 7. I was such a kid back then. ^o) Complaining about dieing a virgin, and I still remember everyone not letting me forget a quote I made while I was in there:
Tokla: why are you combing your hair during a lock down? Linda: I wanna die pretty!
and after that it actually spread around somehow and Hang was just like, ''as soon as I heard that I just knew straight away who said that.'' It wasn't that much of a big deal though, I comb my hair in every period, lock down or no lock down. Monia wants me to teach her how to use Blogspot. I think she should have one, and ''http://chinadollxo.blogspot.com/'' is a seriously cute url!
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PART 2.
Written on: Saturday, June 13, 2009 Time: 2:21 AM
Msn: James Music: Light Show - George Nozuka Mood: STILL SICK
Callahan Thanh Long Tran and Johnnybrah, rap battle: Part 2.
Collin: i see u listened, u went home wrote something or were u just stoned and couldnt think of nothing bcos u writing shit that hapened to ur mom dont needa hide it, everyone noes ur dumb so mad dad got hit aye? thats okay at least mind doesnt look like dick with aids but ive see that u learnt but rememba dawg, it takes one tym to get burnt Johnny:
Happy Birthday Bhb and Marianese.
Written on: Friday, June 12, 2009 Time: 6:19 PM
Msn: Branden Music: Light Show - George Nozuka Mood: sick
Yesterday morning I lied and told my mum I was sick because I was lazy for school, and now I'm really sick. ==' My dad dragged me out of bed at 9:00am and we had to walk to Cabramatta to go doctors, because the roads were closed, and shit. Then I bought Easyway and Sushi and went home. :D My internet wasn't working, so I read CBU for 6 hours and finished it. It's so good and sad. :'( I'm reading The Joy Of Being Happy now, lol. So anyway, I've been sleeping ever since 3:00pm in the afternoon, with my mouth open and drooling on my pillow 'cause I can't breathe through my nose, rofl. :( I'm s'pose to go Bhb's today but I'm still sick, and shit. Sorry Brendan. :( Happy Birthday for yesterday, and Maria too. (L) OMG I'M CAPPED. >:(
Chris' house.
Written on: Thursday, June 11, 2009 Time: 2:04 AM
Msn: Ali Music: Everything - London Mood: bored
It is so cold, seriously. Temperature's these days are like around 10 degrees, literally. I can't even move my fingers in roll call, lol. So today we had a Geography test. It was alright I guess, I cheated in Part b) though, the extended responses, rofl. Part a) was multiple choice with sources but I found part b) more easier. Maybe 'cause I had all the answers for the essay in my pencil case. lmao!
This morning I went over to Chris's house, we were gonna jig 'cause Andeeh said he had double Graphics (which he didn't, 'cause we didn't have double electives), and 'cause there was a free house? We called out his name like 2937534534 times and knocked on his window, but no reply. Andeeh assumed he was sleeping but I said he probably wasn't home. ==' I twisted the door knob, and it opened. Gee, Chris really doesn't know how to lock up ay, haha. Just like Andeeh, always leaving the door open 'cause he doesn't wanna bring his keys. We tried the backyard gate, which was also open, and got into his house.. we crept up his stairs and found his aunty sleeping, so I ran down the stairs while Andeeh told me to be quiet in case we woke her up, which was pretty stupid. I was sure she couldn't hear us anyway.. and she didn't. 8-)
I like fan fictions.
Written on: Tuesday, June 9, 2009 Time: 10:04 PM
Msn: Timothy Music: Cry Over You - Claude Kelly Mood: neutral
I'm starting to develop a new love for fan fictions. :) Della sent me two, I'm reading, Conversations Between Us - Solangel at the moment, and I love it! I love Della too. 8-) It's like so much better than Twilight, and don't even say nothing's better than Twilight (because yes there are books better than Twilight) but to be honest I was really interested in Twilight in the first place, it bored me and I didn't have the same interest in it as you people did. I read the book like a year before everyone else in my grade did, 'cause Canley Vale's library had it way before ours did and my cousin's friends discovered it, lmao. But even then it wasn't THAT good. It was just okay, but not as all great as people exaggerated it to be, and Edward isn't even hot... so isn't Bella.
Ngaw, Collin. :$
Time: 3:54 AM
Msn: Monia Music: Faithless - Lil Eddie Mood: cold
Collin made up a poem for me! :) because he says raps are insulting. haha! his so cute. Love you babe. (L) ur names linda vu and i love you becos ur my sis can i cal u miss? becos it makes u sound hot ur ugly, just joking ur not i love the way u speak wen u get angry u like to squeak bby girl u got style u got class most importantly u got ass ur so hot u made me burn today wen i look at u i cant turn away ur sumtyms mean and sumtyms kind idk wats on ur mind i love u for what u are cos rememba ur my sista' u might be the best person. just maybe. but wateva u are. ur my littlelady Callahan Thanh Long Tran and Johnnybrah: Rap battle? .. :| Collin: oh fine we sort this wiv a rap battle Collin: yoyoyo ur names johnny ur frend name seanie u both owe me ciggy and u wont giv em too me u fkn cabra junkies Johnny: your name is collin tran, you took the ciigys from my hand, you dnt understand, i would give it if i can, Collin: i do understand hey man my names callahan its not collin tran my frend name michael pan. lmfao Johnny: now i know your name, but it sounds kinda lame, would you like to entertain, i laugh so much that i gain alot of pain Collin: stfu johnnybrah is that a singlet or a new bra dawg go home write somefing useful get a new rap write it wiv pencil and dont com bak till sumfing gud hits u see how far ur dumb raps get u ur singlet saying "johnny i dont fit u" Johnny: every single day, including today, what did i say, would you ever go away. Collin: why would i do that? u fink im chicken or a cat man, fuck ur mom is fat on the floor she sat and everything was flat Johnny: man your mum is fat too she even have swine flu she like eating poo and everytime she cough it mean she sucked my cock so fock you cause she think shes hot but shes not Collin: my mom a supamodel ur mom a bong bottle i suck her like weed i root her like a seed but ur dad is gay he isnt okay Johnny: you have no dad cause your so fkn sad to bad u have 2 mums that i fucked up the bum and cum all over there face what a disgrace fucking ur mum is my number 1 goal all i need to do is fuck her up the hole Collin: my 2 moms a team stop sayin shit u saw in ur dream my ass u fukd my mom up her fkn bum man u say u fuck good but u only suck dude sucking other guys for the grand prize u can win a car u can win a boat but in the end u got sperm in ur throat Collin: wats rong cuz. got owned? Johnny: AHHAHAHAH
Happy Birthday Queen?
Written on: Sunday, June 7, 2009 Time: 11:48 PM
Msn: Andeeh Music: Paparazzi - Lady Gaga Mood: tired
I woke up at like 8:00am today, had a half an hour shower and took another half an hour deciding what to wear.. I decided to wear this new black vest I got to mock two people that always wear black. ;) Anyway, after I got changed and blow dried my hair, I went on MSN and talked to Branden. We left at like 9:00 something because SOMEONE was at Cabramatta already and being the nice friend I am I left early for them. 8-) We made our way to Parramatta, because Branden wanted to find Mimi a present. But there was nothing. ^o) So we went to buy him a bumbag because he wanted to impress Mimi. rofl! hope he doesn't read this.. anyway, we went to get Easyway and after that we went up to Greater Union to meet up with everyone. Della, Mimi and Juanita came. Them three are like seriously so cute! :D We took quiet a while to decide what to watch. During the time we were taking photos and drinking free smoothie samples. *giggle. By that time everyone else started coming.. including Steven and his.. friend, Daphne? lol. They decided to watch Night At The Museum 2. It started at 1:00pm so we went shopping for a bit. The movie was like 2 hours and it was pretty boring. :Z Ho bought 2 boxes of 10 Wicked Wings and we had to hide it while getting in because of somehting to do with not being allowed to bring in food or something.. :|
I wore a scarf the whole day assuming it was Della's 'cause it was in Mimi's bag and because Branden said so. After the movie I gave it back to her and she said it wasn't her's. Mimi said it was her friend, Sandy's? :| God, how embarrassing. I wonder if she noticed a random wearing her clothes, lmfao.
 me and the scarf, della + nita.Near the end of the day Branden was feeling sick and we decided to head home. I was gonna go Villawood but then I got lazy. So I talked home with Branden. And oh, my gosh. School's tomorrow. :( And we have grade sport. I mean I don't like Mondays but I don't like grade sport either so I don't like Tuesdays? 8-)
A Japanese Cannibal.
Time: 12:26 AM
11th Of June 1981 I am amazed. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Tall, blond, with pure white skin, she astonishes me with her grace. I invited her to my home for a Japanese dinner, she accepts. After the meal, I asked her to read my favourite German Expressionist poem. As she reads, I can’t keep my eyes off her.After she leaves, can still smell her body on the bed sheet where she sat reading the poem. I lick the chopsticks and dishes she used. I can taste her lips. My passion is so great. I want to eat her. If I do, she will be mine forever.
 I arrange for her to read the poem for me once more. I lied to her. I tell her I want to record the poem on tape for my Japanese teacher. She believes. I prepare everything. The cassette recorder of poem, the rifle for the sacrifice. She arrives on time. After drinking tea and whisky, she speaks. She smiles at me. But I know inside that I’m the strangest one of all. Her yellow sleeveless top shows off her beautiful white arms. I can smell her body. I turn on the recorder. She starts to read. She speaks in perfect German. I reach for the rifle hidden beside the chest of drawers. I stand slowly and aim the rifle at the back of her head. I cannot stop myself. There is a loud sound and her body falls from the chair onto the floor. It is like she is watching at me. I see her cheeks, her eyes, her nose and mouth, the blood pouring from her head. I try to talk to her, but she no longer answers. There is blood all over the floor. I try to wipe it up, but I realized I cannot stop the blood from her head. It is very quiet here. There is only the silence of death.
 I start to take off her clothes. It is hard to take the clothes off a dead body. Finally it is done. Her beautiful white body is before me. I’ve waited so long this day and now it it here. I touched her ass. It is so very smooth. I wonder where I should start bite first. I decide to bite the top of her butt. My nose is covered with her cold white skin. I try to beat down hard, but I can’t. I suddenly have a horrible headache. I get a knife from the kitchen and stab it deeply into her skin. Suddenly a lot of sallow fat oozes from the wound. It reminds me of Indian corn. It continues to ooze, it is strange. Finally I find the red meat under the sallow fat. I scoop it out and put it in my mouth and chew. It has no smell and taste. It melts in my mouth like a perfect piece of tuna. I look in her eyes and say,” You are delicious.” I cut her body and lift the meat to my mouth again and again. Then I take a photograph of her white corpse with its deep wounds. I have sex with her body. When I hug her, she lets out a breath. I’m frightened, she seems alive. I kiss her and tell her I love her. Then I drag her body to the bathroom. By now I am exhausted, but I cut into her hip and put the meat in a roasting pan. After it is cooked, I sit at the table using her underwear as a napkin. They still smell of her body.
 Then I turn on the tape of her reading the German poem and eat. There is not enough taste. I use some salt and some mustard and it is delicious, very high quality meat. Then I go back to the bathroom and cut off her breast and bake it.It swells while it cooks, I serve the breast on the table and eat it with a fork and knife. It isn’t very good, too greasy. I try to cut into another part of her body. Her thighs were wonderful. Finally she is in my stomach! Finally she is mine. It is the best dinner I’ve ever had.Afterwards, I sleep with her.
 Next morning, she is still here. She doesn’t smell bad. Today I must finish cutting up her body. I have to put it into suitcases and sink it in the lake. It will be her grave. I touch the cold body again and I wonder where should I start. I start to cut off all the meat before amputating the limbs. While I cut her calf, I suddenly want to taste it. I see the beautiful red meat beneath the fat.I grasp her knew and her ankle, and tear it with my teeth. It is tender. I slowly chew and savor it. After eating most of the calf, I look at myself in the mirror. There is grease all over my face. And then I start to eat at random. I bite her little toe. It still smell and her feet. I stab the knife into her arch and see red meat deep inside. I thrust my fingers inside and dig out the meat and put it in my mouth.It tastes okay. Then I stab the knife into her armpit. Ever since I saw it under her yellow sleeveless top, I wondered how it would taste this good. The wonderful taste cheers me up and I devour her underarm up to the elbow. Finally, I cut off her private parts. When I touch the public hair, it has a very bad smell. I bite her clit, but it won’t come off, it just stretches. So I throw it in the frying pan and pop it in my mouth. I chew very carefully and swallow it. It is so sweet. After I swallow it, I feel her in my body and get hot. I turn the body over and open her buttocks, revealing her anus. I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth. It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth. It still smells, so I spit it out. I go into the next room. It smell of fat, like I’ve been frying a chicken. It’s been twenty four hours now. Some huge flies hover and buzz in the longer her. Where is she? She’s gone far away? I’ve broken her, like a child who breaks his toy. I try to use an electric knife to cut her body. It doesn’t work, just makes a loud sound. I use a hatchet. I strike several times. It’s hard work. I strike her thigh. Her body jumps up. If she could feel, it would have hurt.
 I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth. It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth. It is even harder than the thigh. I use the electric knife again. It makes a shrill long fingers, I am driven by another impulse. I use her hand to masturbate. Her long fingers excite me. When I’m finished, I try to bite her finger. I can’t. I’m disappointed. I put her hands into the plastic bag along with her legs. And then I see her face. It is still quiet. She has a small nose and a sweet lower lip. When she was alive, I wanted to bite them. Now I can satisfy that desire. It’s so easy to bite off her nose. As I chew the cartilage, I can hear the noise.I use a knife to cut off more of cartilage and put it in my mouth. It really doesn’t taste very good.I scoop out her lower lip with my knife and put it in my mouth. It has hard skin. I decide to eat it later when I can fry it. So, I put it in the refrigerator. I want her tongue. I can’t seem to open her lower jaw, but I can reach in between her teeth. Finally, it comes out. I cut it off and put it in my mouth. Finally, I cut the skin off the tongue and taste the meat.I try to eat her eyes. It’s hard for me to stab into them, though it is the easiest part of her face. I can tears coming from them. It frightens me. Her eyes are all that is left of her face. It is nearly a skull. I decided to take out her stomach. When I stab under her naval a little fat appears and then I can see the red meat under the fat. I slice a piece of the red meat and put it on a plate. Then I stab into the stomach. The internal organs appear. There is a great length of rolled tubes and I find a gray bag at the end of the tubes. It must be the bladder. There is a strong smell as soon as I pick it up. I thrust my hand into her body cavity.her bag. It must be her womb. If she had lived, she would have had a baby in this womb. The thought depresses me for a moment.
 I pull out the intestines. My hands sting from the digestive juices. At last I have to cut off her head. It is the most difficult thing I have to do. I cut off the meat on her neck until I can see bone, then I cut again. She still wearing her neck lance. I try to use the electric knife, but it doesn’t work very well. It just makes it shrill sound.
 So I use the hatchet. I imagine myself on the guillotine. It is surprisingly easy to cut through. With the head gone her body is now only flesh. When I grab the hair and hang up the head, I realized I am a Cannibal. I put the head in a plastic bag. I’ve separated the body and put it into two plastic bags. They are heavy. It is hard to put them into the suitcases. I am finished. It is midnight. I call a taxi.
 I am back home. I turned on the TV and open the refrigerator. I put the dishes on the glass table. I could recognised each pieces of meat. This is part of her hip and this is part of her thigh. I fry them on stove. I set the table.There is mustard, salt, pepper and sauce. I put her underwear beside the dish. I sniff it and look at a nude woman in a magazine. I try to remember which part of her is in my mouth, but it is difficult to connect the mean with a body. It just seems like a piece of meat. I continued to eat her body until I am caught. Each day the mean becomes more tender, each day the taste is more sweet and delicious.” Lssei Sagawa Geisteskranker Kannibale
 On the fifth day, he was caught by the French police and jailed there. However, he was sent by to Japan, his country, for the punishment. Due to his mentally illness, he couldn’t go on court and was sent to mentally institution. Fifteen months later, he was out, becomes a free man. This is totally unfair. He should deserves strict punishment, like hang to death, instead. Pity the lady who was killed by him, and then physically and mentally torture & rape by him. Saddist.
Changes.
Written on: Friday, June 5, 2009 Time: 11:12 PM
Msn: Selena Music: Washing My Hands (Of You) - Jackie Boyz Mood: neutral
Lately I've been moody and people have said behind my back that I've ''changed''. I don't see me changing, and no one's said to me that I've changed. If you people who I thought were my ''close friends'' think I've changed so much then rant on about it to me, not someone else. Just shows how gutless you are. I don't think I've changed and if you think I have then maybe it's because your getting on my nerves these days and I would really rather let it out with attitude then bottle it up and say it behind your back after woulds, yeah. And everyone's fucken changed, we don't all stay 5 year olds forever, and I know there's a difference between changing a good way and a bad way but I can't help the person I am right now and I'm not gonna change myself because it's not worth it for gutless people. I wouldn't even change if I could and the thing is I don't even know what I'm doing wrong but you know maybe that's because no one tells me what it is either. And to be honest. I don't really have anyone to bitch to about these days anymore because my ''close friends'' aren't so trustworthy and trust in someone is really all I fucken need right now which I don't have, besides that I really don't know why I'm so moody at the moment and no it's not pms, but if you understood this blog and understood me then maybe you'd fucken understand why.
Anyway, excuse the language and stuff.. I'm just a bit angry. :) And no I am not moody or pms-ing while writing this blog. I've just decided I should post this up for people who think this would be aimed at them and if you think it's aimed at you then yeah it is, so shut the fuck up. Bye.
Baking cookies.
Time: 9:22 PM
Msn: Natalie Music: Stop This Train - Claude Kelly Mood: neutral
It's a Saturday. And a long weekend too. I have nothing much plan today, I was s'pose to go Cabramatta with Mae and stuff, but I got lazy. So she's gonna call me when they get home and I'll go her house instead, we're gonna bake. 8-) 2 hours later.. . Well the plan today was that we'd all meet at Time Gone at 12:00? Hang Msn'ed me at 12 something saying to come Cabra soon.. I told her I would before 2:00 and for her to wait for me, 'cause they'd be going Mae's house at 3:00. But then.. I had a shower and it was like, 1:30 then I had to wait for my hair to dry! then I couldn't be bothered! :'( So Monia texted Mae for me letting her and Hang know I wouldn't be at Cabra and for them to call me when they got home. It's 4:00 and no one's called me yet. f5 Hang's at Cabra right now, by herself. How do I know this? 8-) because her comment on Mae's Bebo says: ''omg im at tg where are you ?'' Anyway.. Hang's not suppose to be by herself because I'm meant to be there and I would go.. just that maybe by the time I get there she won't be there anymore? 8-) OK whatever I'm just lazy. Sorry Hang. :( WELL, I did let someone know where I was FOR Hang though! Another hour later. . (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: comingggG? (5:10 AM) - littl: OMG. DID YOU GUYS JUST GET BACK? (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: yeah (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: ROFL (5:10 AM) - littl: what'd you do at Cabra? (5:10 AM) - m♥d.: went livo, then yeah, tg. (5:10 AM) - littl: I'm lazy. :L (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: LOL (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: ok (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: LOL (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: WE HAVE FFOOOD (5:11 AM) - littl: yeah well fuck you. LMAO (5:11 AM) - littl: who's there? (5:11 AM) - m♥d.: tina, xochilt and hang (5:11 AM) - littl: did you guys bake yet? (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: we didnt bake yet (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: laer (5:12 AM) - littl: GOOD! (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: later* (5:12 AM) - littl: WELL! (5:12 AM) - littl: I'm lazy :'( (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: Ok (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: BYE (5:12 AM) - m♥d.: ROFL what a bitch. :'( well anyways me and Mae ALSO planned this other outting because our party was fail. Just b-ball girlies. pizza, smirnoff, movie yum. ♥
Grade sport cancelled.
Written on: Tuesday, June 2, 2009 Time: 1:59 AM
Msn: Offline Music: Bad Habit - Varsity Mood: pissed off
My mum is being a bitch and won't let me get a fucking job which I was planning to apply for Liverpool, McDonalds with Phanny. ==' Fucking hell. Ok whatever I'm over it, well not really but I was pretty pissed off when she first said no because I can never take no as an answer especially not from my 'rents and I would've had a lot to swear on and on about 2 hours ago, but I got over it now. Sorta. :D
Grade sport was canceled today because of Zone Cross Country. I don't really mind grade sport canceled. I don't really like it anyway.. I do Netball and I did Basketball last term but it's only luck I made it into the two teams, infact not only do I not like grade sport I also don't like sport, haha yeah stating the obvious.. . lol. I only have one reason for joining Netball anyway.. the same reason I joined Basketball, travel, home, away, or whatever, other schools, other boysssss! (L) but anyways this time all Netballer's are stuck on the same venue every Tuesday for the rest of Winter sport so therefore I will be seeing the same faces of year 9/10s..girls from each school every single week, sigh. I'm not stupid, I just didn't know that but if I did I can re-assure you I woulda chose school sport over Netball. :D Wait, I take that back. No I do not wanna be stuck doing school sport..
ANYWAYS. New topic. Instead of training because of the wet weather, (lol, is training for grade sport and grade sport a new topic? whatever haha) we all went into C2 and watched ''Bend It Like Beckham'' a movie I have overall seen at least 3-4 times during school. I don't mind the movie, it's just I can't stand watching something more than 2 times. But Keira Knightley is in it and oh, my gosh, she is so hooott, *drools. Just not so much in the movie, tbh. She has abs, and stuff.. .
well me and Tina had better things to do/talk about, such as talk about piercings, think of what piercings to get, piercings, piercings, piercings! I have a big love for piercings. She's planning to get her belly done soon, and I'm gonna re do my ears with her! I've re-done my ears like, 3 times now.. it's not because I'm clumsy and I let them get infected or close up, I just close them up myself 'cause I don't like where they are, and yes I am very picky, but this is the last time I'm changing them, honest! .......... I think. I took out my lip piercing today, during roll call, it's closing and by recess I couldn't put the bar back in, but, no regrets whatsoever. I want my nape pierced! :( Augustine told me it's $120, I am getting it!
anyone by the name of Natalie Tran please go into my Blog spot and help me plox.. ! :'(
''I wanna die pretty''.
Written on: Monday, June 1, 2009 Time: 1:06 AM
I hate Mondays. Like really, I've always hated Mondays. I think it's because I sleep early on Fridays, wake up early on Saturdays for outings and then I wake up early again on Sunday because I have tutor and I feel like I need an extra day for a sleep in. :Z We had a lock down today, I thought it was fake but even if it was real, (which it was) I was never really scared of them. Not like those people who shit themselves and call their parents to pick them up, lol. It was during a double period of Commerce too, just before lunch. Apparently cops were involved, and it was because an IEC kid got pissed off at this girl and held a brick up attempting to throw it at her or something Well he's gone back to his country now.. I heard his got mental problems because he's always upset moving all the time and he really didn't wanna be where he was. I remember my first lock down, when I was in year 7. I was such a kid back then. ^o) Complaining about dieing a virgin, and I still remember everyone not letting me forget a quote I made while I was in there:
Tokla: why are you combing your hair during a lock down? Linda: I wanna die pretty!
and after that it actually spread around somehow and Hang was just like, ''as soon as I heard that I just knew straight away who said that.'' It wasn't that much of a big deal though, I comb my hair in every period, lock down or no lock down. Monia wants me to teach her how to use Blogspot. I think she should have one, and ''http://chinadollxo.blogspot.com/'' is a seriously cute url!
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