masterofrockets

Back... (From the Future!?)

2007-02-21T06:41:48Z

I brush my teeth 3 times a day, I use orange lysterine mouth wash once a day, I shower twice a day, I shampoo my hair 3 times a day, I condition my hair twice a day, I shave twice a day, I wash my face 4 times a day, I use an acne cream twice a day while I use a face cleanser also twice a day, I use an Axe Body Soap twice a day, (once for each shower.) That is now, and probably something you might not have known about me. Eventually my grooming will become impeccable in the hopes of becoming a more beautiful...me.

Anyway, If you can't tell, I'm back...and more insane then ever, (Don't remember how insane I was? Just look at the previous entries...wooah damn, I totally flew over the coo-coo's nest.)

Now that my grooming habits (much improved from my previous lifestyle) Have become habit, I will phase more things in my life and create more habits that will coerce my life into becoming a scheduled and flawless system to better myself.

It's been SO long since I've used this Journal, and I thought it has been time to return, older...wiser, and more screwed over then ever. But that's a different story. This post is only to usher in the return of maniacal depressor that is I. Be warned.

First (Sucky) Draft

2006-02-27T03:32:31Z

LOLXZORS, Why do I feel like I have no soul? No destiny? No reason for being besides being a form of complete and utter sorrow? Why do I feel like the universe exists for no other reason then to see me cry. Well, it wont. I will never cry, I have no emotion left in me to give to that parasite.

Anywho, here's a rough draft of a story I'm working on, a little sneak peak at a soon to be master piece. However, I will reform the entire thing so that it is in 3rd person narative, instead of 1st, as it is now. And reword some things to make them sound more appealing and easier to understand. However, any comments on this piece of shit work lol, will be much appreciated, and I thank you for paying attention to my other babbling words I have said previously.

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This world is the shadow of yours. A world where everything dark and demeaning about mankind is even harder to deny. All sins seem more appealing and evil lurks in the hearts of everyone. Fighting this disease inside is no mere task, but has great rewards for those who can over come it. This world, Is Dark Side.

Chapter One; The Final Stage of Life:

Trevor Eden was always polite and punctual, but despite his living on the world of nightmares, he remained relatively docile. He was a man usually filled with fear once anything strives outside his blurred version of normal. He was a coward but he had a gift for finding the truth which led him to become a private detective. He never solved any crimes or hunted anyone down, he was far too petty for that sort of thing. What he did was watch people, take notes and discover all the things about that person that someone would pay to know.

I came to what most people considered the end of this earth, quite often. I found solace in it's simplicity. The city I lived in was a ruin of sorts but if you walked to the edge of either the north or west side you came to sudden end. Where pavement drops instantly as if this land was a victim of some sort of massive earthquake, that lead to a fall at least twenty stories down into a black pit of ocean. Now, the ocean wouldn't normally equal the ends of the earth I suppose, but this particular body of water meant certain death for anyone who dared to step foot in it's inky waters. Directly behind me towered abondaned concrete buildings resembling that of urban city scape back on earth. I always considered this city as almost a joke as it mocked that of New York, we even had our own "Broadway" and "Grand Central Station". I guess it was easier to look upon an alien planet when it resembles your home. I saw the moon looking down on me from above in the cloudless sky, you get used to not seeing the sun everyday.

The water of the great abyss churned quietly and let my mind rest. My conscious and the voice that answered it in my head remained silent when I came here. Maybe out of respect of this place, or maybe just allowing me time to recuperate from this life. No one comes here, because there is nothing here, nothing besides the end. Which left me alone to ponder the things that ran through my exitance. But none of those things would mean anything by the end of tonight. The safe life I lived in my past would come to an abrupt end and I will regret that I have played my cards that way. For I was not alone this time. This time a monster stalked me, hiding on the abandoned apartment and business buildings of this district. It crawled over the edge of the building behind me and lurched its way down as gravity was a mere challenge to it. It climbed vertically with as much grace and sound as a stalking cat. It met where the edge of the building met the paved floor and swiftly tumbled, using its front claw like hands as support, onto it's hind legs. It crouched slightly and reserved it's breathing as it crept up to me.

It never made a sound, I only felt pain as its saber tipped fingers entered my lower back and sliced through my organs and reached out through my lower abdomen. The creature quickly drew its hand back out of me and studied my reaction. I turned and met it's gaze, my vision blurring from shock, but I distinctly remember it's piercing small red eyes that glimmered a hint of intellegince that were home in a massive skull that resembled some cross between a dog and a human. Though it had no fur not even skin, this creature was red in flesh as though the outer layer of peachy or perhaps furry skin was pealed off to revel it's true horrible nature. Spines jutted out from it's neck and shoulders as it seemed to stand up right. It's long and thick serpentine tongue slithered out between its jagged mandible lapping at the dry air.

I stumbled backward, plummeting off the edge and the creature as well as the world seemed to fall away from me. I felt weightless, like an angel ascending into heaven however that dream was quickly ripped away once I felt my body slam into the frigid waters of the Eternal Abyss. My breath gone from me, yet my soul still trapped in my body, watching from my open eyes I descended deeper and deeper into the waters.

I peered from bellow the surface as a sunk ever lower and the shadows began to consume me, but not before I laid eyes on the only creature able to survive these waters. The Leviathan, the very creature that made sure nothing survived in these waters. This titanic serpent resembled some sort of hideous cross between a whale and a snake and its size easily rivaled that of the Empire State building. It slithered through the waters with it's massive body, however churning the waters just so slightly. It opened it's mouth, barely for it, but still large enough to fit a dump truck through and glided towards me. I lay motionless captive in it's gaze as the mammoth creature swiftly engulfed me. It did not bother to swallow or chew, I was far too worthless for that effort. It simply shut its mouth, and I flowed along with the water that it consumed, down it's throat. I could feel the cold flesh of the creature but there was only darkness on the inside. Until i floated deeper and deeper down the Leviathan's intestines, I could see a faint glow in the distance. A sphere of orange and red, of fire. The glow got brighter as I continued to float along, until I could see a figure standing, holding the orb, no a lantern. It had a bald head and stood as if it was not boyant at the belly of the leviathan. As I floated toward it, I managed to pick out more details, the black business suit he wore and the lantern of polished bronze was impossibly lit. But by then, I knew who the figure was...His skin was as white as bone, and stretched over an equally thin frame. But the most ghoulish aspect was that he had no eyes. Instead there were two gapping black holes where his eyes should be that seemed endless when you looked into them. I always tried to look away, in fear of my soul getting wretched from my body, but I could not look away this time. With his free hand, he reached up and snatched my leg and pulled me down closer to him and stared at me...

masterofrockets @ 2006-01-31T22:08:00

2006-02-01T03:25:01Z

Well I'm exhausted and filled to the point of exploding by cheese and chocolate thanks to Jane's birthday party. So, I'm too tired and don't have the time to write out a story so I'll leave you with the following. Please comment if you have any view on the following scenario at all. I'd be very interested in hearing them.

Lets say, you die... Well, you wake up in a room, and there's a man standing over you. He says, "Well, you've died too young, and we were not able to correctly assess your morals so we're sending you back instead of having you move on. But since you've already struggled in your previous life, we have ruled it to be unfair to send you back to the real world were randomness could intervene and your reincarnation has the chance of being something completely miserable for you. So we're going to give you a choice...

After you make the choice you will not remember anything, and you will be reborn in a new body with a new mind. This choice is, however... Do you want to be sent back to the world from which you came? The same earth were random strands of luck and nature could completely ruin your life. A world ruled by unfairness? In this world your body and mind will be randomly generated from appropriate parents. You may wake up an disease infected child of a poor village in Africa, or an English child born under rich parents, it's all up to chance. Or would you rather live in a world that we create around you, a world with minimal sorrows and maximum joys for your life and with enough moral challenges to assess how you move on? A life where happiness is pretty much guaranteed. Of course this second world isn't exactly the "True" world."

Now I ask you, which would you choose?

YAY! INTERNET WORKS AGAIN!

2006-01-30T03:07:28Z

Yay! I got my internet back up again! Now I can post more stories! For my adoring fans!(Hee hee, Yeah Right...Feels good to say that though.) But you'll have to wait until tomorrow, I have one I'm paticularly proud in the works currently.

It's one that's been brewing in my head for over a year now, so I hope whoever will take the time to read it, will enjoy it.

Thanks again, and your comments are very well apreciated, but don't be afraid to be more harsh in your words, I won't take offense, by all means these are only first drafts anyway.

Thanks again! ^_^

Miss Portman

2006-01-26T01:29:32Z

I walk into my house and set the groceries on the table. I hear what must be the TV coming from my bedroom, my wife must be home. I go to the room and open the door to see my wife of six years straddling a young man like a bronco rider. There's another, less then clothed man, sitting at the edge of the bed. "He must be waiting in line for his turn, " I think to myself before shutting the door quietly.

I don't think they noticed my intrusion. I walk to the kitchen and begin to put away the groceries when I hear a car pull up in the drive way. I walk out to meet the visitor. He steps out of his sports car with an aura of funk and walks up to me, "Is miss Portman here?" he questions me. I answer cynically, "Yup, she's in the bedroom, you're just in time." he answers with a quick, "Great," and brushes past me. I point him to the bedroom and I wait until I hear the bedroom door close shut before I hurl the microwave at the nearest wall. I then go to the living room to grab the baseball bat I gained from the previous night and use my first home run swing of the day to destroy my living room TV. The box's screen shatters before I knock the thing of the stand with a single blow.

I continue on my rampage, lodging a few craters in the stucco walls of the house. Finally I make enough noise to have them mute the sounds of bestial love making. I wasn't aware my wife was so pleasurable or adventures. My wife never decided to show this side of her in the past six years. One of the young men step out of the bedroom with a bed sheet, pretty translucent I might add, with the expression you can only give when you find a strange man in a living room breaking shit. "What the hell? Who are you?" I couldn't help myself from laughing at this sacroligious question of his. Its funny he would say that, being in my house, you'd think we would have met at least once.

"Me? I'm no one special," I begin to speak, "I'm just Jay Portman!" I thrust my arm out as if offering a hand shake and gave a smile that nearly shattered any sense of reality I had left.
And he surprisingly has the nerve to respond, "You mean, you're her...dad?" I smiled at him for a few moments before chucking the bat at him like a boomerang. Made a nice fulfilling KLUNK sound when it smacked him in the head and had him bellow over in quite obvious pain. I walked past him and saw my wife struggling to put on an evening gown.

"Honey, looks like we're gettin' a divorce." I say, before turning to one of the horrified men, trying to cover themselves and begin to walk towards him. The poor soul covers his face, but I just remove the chair. "Sorry sweetie pie, but I gotta go." I say before running like a mad man at a window. I throw the chair at full running speed out the first floor bedroom window. It did a few tumbles over once it hit the ground. I brushed the glass off of my shirt and stepped out the window calmly. "Oh! Honey, I forgot to tell you...I quit my job last night," Were my last words before I toss my security guard badge in the air. Like a little golden acrobat it flips around in the air before landing on my tainted bed.

-Miss A-

2006-01-25T02:09:22Z

"S.S. Double D..." I say to myself, but then the lights suddenly shut out. "Huh? That's weird. The
lights are usually dim, no one ever turns the lights off. Either way, the generator should kick in soon,
right?" I thought to myself as I jogged down to the surveillance room while I called Jim on the talkie."Yo Jim! What's up with the lights?" Jim's a nice guy, comes in each week with a different hair color.
Yellow this week, contrasts the blue security guard suit we have to wear. "I don't know man, I was about
to ask you that." Jim answered, I was starting to grow concerned. Rita called in sick today, so it was
only me and Jim watching the whole mall from one to six, we'd be alone till sunrise. Then I noticed, with
the power out, the camera's must be shut off as well, and I was right, the monitors were black.

"Jim, I'm gunna go see if I can turn on the generators, okay?"
I kind of knew what his reply was going to be from his expression, "HEY! Be careful dude! I swear I saw this in a movie once!" I chuckled, and turned on my flash light, after I was out of Jim's words got to me, I checked to make sure I had my gun on me. "Yup, in the holster like always. Get a grip on yourself. If something did manage to happen it'd be a welcome vacation from this normal life right? Jim's half your age and doing the same job as you, what kind of life is that anyway?" I said to myself. And then I heard a loud crash, and the sound of glass pouring onto the floor like crystal rain. I sprinted to the origin of the sound as fast as I can but I stopped dead when I laid eyes on her. She had jet black long hair, to match with her tight outfit. She seemed like she was working the whole goth scene with her make up. None the less, I found her beautiful. Her stare paralyzed me to the point I didn't even realize she had a firm grip on a steel bat until she took another swing at the window of a little clothing boutique. The window shattered in one blow, and it was amazing. Something I've always wanted to do but couldn't. The window might as well have been made of titanium, she was my hero. Then she dropped the bat and ran off.

I walked up to the bat and picked it up. There was something I wanted to do. The Lexus on the first floor, near the food court. The same spot where cars are continously offered as a prize for the lucky winner who gets his name drawn from the box. I drop my name in, every time I pass the damn thing. "Of course I never win! No one will ever win!" I yell as I swing down the bat, sending steel plummeting into the front windshield. The alarm blares as I smack dent after dent into the bitch of a car. I blind it when I remove both of it's head lights. And I decide to put it out of it's misery when I climb to the roof of the car and begin to beat down my wrath onto the helpless shell. Then I saw the girl again, she seemingly appeared out of no where but she wasn't alone this time. She brought along with her a mannequin from upstairs. The very same mannequin that I always thought had a striking resemblance to my boss but no way could she have known that.

She bends down to her boot, and pulls a knife from behind her leg. She takes a few paces away from my boss, and turns back around to face it. She hurls the knife through the air with seemingly expert precision impaling the blade right between the eyes of the lifeless model. The woman grinned at me, and pointed her hand out towards the mannequin as if offering my turn. I stepped down from the battered car and ripped the blade from my still standing boss. And with all my strength I plunge the blade deep into it's stuffing filled heart. I pull it out and stab over and over, I quickly loose count before I hear a voice yell, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" It's Jim, standing no more then twenty feet away from me. I look for the girl but she's already gone.

"I don't know! It just feels...right." I answer to his state of shock.

"I have to tell the boss." were Jim's only words I could make out between his mumbles. I quickly ask, "Why? He's already dead!" I shout pointing to the mannequin, I couldn't stop myself from laughing after that. The girl stepped out from behind him, and touched Jim on the shoulder. I've never seen Jim's eyes grow so big, but they were quickly calmed, and he seemed in a daze for a few moments before the woman held his ear close and whispered something. He's so lucky to hear her angelic voice. He soon comes out of it, nods and says, "Good idea." He pulls his gun from his holster and fires. The sound of broken glass and the sound of a bullet escaping a barrel collide together to make a harmonious sound of noise. Jim sees our side now.

Following in the Steps of My Masters

2006-01-25T02:06:21Z

I came to the realization that all famous authors keep a daily journal. Therefore, I must as well. To follow in the paths of my greatest heroes, I must have a very depressing life that has themes that I will exploit in my stories and keep a journal...

Yeah...Well, I'm back. I have a short story to announce my arrival as well, it's called, "Miss A" I got the idea in the shower, like most of my good ideas. Sorry if you find it slightly boring but maybe someone can identify with it.

Rain is bad, sometimes...Unless the Rain is tears of Sorrow, then....then I say Sorrow is cool!

2005-10-21T02:23:40Z

Yeah So! Thanks to the rain no camping this weekend!!! >_

SEAN HAS DIED

2005-10-17T01:50:48Z

...Yeah, Well I'm grounded now, cause the assignments my dad wanted to see this weekend have mysteriously vanished along with my binder, and I cannot do them without the binder since it has the questions in which I must answer for English. Not only now is my grade rapidly falling,(not a new thing now is it?) but I am now grounded until my father see's some improvement, and I quote, "You are pathetic, you will have a miserable birthday and holloween..." and so on and so forth.

But, I guess it's not all bad. Now I have alot of time to spend working out and on school work instead of having fun, but I guess I deserve this punishment...err, I don't know if It could've been stopped, or what I did to actually deserve my binder going missing, but I must deserve this, Right?

Yeah, well...I hope everyone else had a good day.

masterofrockets @ 2005-10-10T22:30:00

2005-10-11T02:49:39Z

I've come to the revelation that I have an odd problem. I don't know if I should be writing about this, but I want to put it somewhere...So I might as well put it here, hopefully this wont come back to haunt me later.

Well to get started...I was thinking earlier today, and I came up with the conclusion that I only lust after people that don't have any interest in me at all. Which would probably suggest the reason why I subconsciously chose this sexuality, however if I were to find a guy who did like me, I tend to loose my attractiveness to them.

I don't know it's the thrill of the chase or the ability to aquire someone who I didn't think I could get or some combination or something else.

However, I'm alone now... And I don't know if I want to be or not. I feel like I'm getting uglier, loosing the ability or determination as I had before. I get energy from people, I've noticed that awhile ago...but I drag myself into a hole when I'm alone. I honestly don't know what the point of this journal is, so I'll stop typing now.

Thanks for allowing me to post this. If you have anything to say, please tell me, I'm open to suggestions.

masterofrockets @ 2005-10-10T21:15:00

2005-10-11T01:48:37Z

It's been a long time I've said anything on here, It's not because I haven't been reading peoples entries or coming onto the site, I just havn't had much to say. I havn't been feeling to good about myself lately and I noticed I tend to not know that I have a good thing when I have it. I've been slacking on my work out, "BAD SEAN!"...err sorry that was the little voice in my head.
However, I'm excited for holloween and the upcoming parties I've been invited to today, (that's make up 2 total.) I think I'm gunna dress up as a Pirate, but I'm not sure yet. If I do, I have to make it difficult and go all out in some way. I'll get my dad to do my make up this year, he's better at it then me.

Well I've been taking quizes to entertain myself in between homework and it seems to be the new fad to post them on your live journal, so I guess I'll follow the trend.

How You Are In Love

You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.

In relationships, you tend to be a bit selfish.

You need your space and privacy. You don't like to be smothered.

You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.

You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.

How Are You In Love?

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Element Justice
Your Superpower is Meditation
Your Weakness is Alcohol
Your Weapon is Your Gravity Bombs
Your Mode of Transportation is Zebra

What's your Superhero Name?

Umm....okay...that's odd, but who am I to question my destiny.

Your Hidden Talent

You have the natural talent of rocking the boat, thwarting the system.
And while this may not seem big, it can be.
It's people like you who serve as the catalysts to major cultural changes.
You're just a bit behind the scenes, so no one really notices.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

GRR SHUT UP CRICKET!!! *smacks cricket*....*cricket attacks Sean, 10 hit combo on Sean.* *Sean follows up with an infinity,*...*Sean then taps in the buttons for his instant kill* DESTROYED!!!

You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish

Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.
You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.
A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.
But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

...ummm...grr...but I wont argue with it.

masterofrockets @ 2005-09-29T00:01:00

2005-09-29T04:01:42Z

I met a hobo today, he was nice and sorta smelled like fish. He warned me about the robo-raptors...He says they'll soon take over the planet when they kill the communist leader of the state of Alabama. I think I believe him, but I'm not sure. I will go contemplate this idea over a nice fine ice cream sandwich.

NO ENERGY!

2005-09-13T01:33:55Z

AHHHGGGG!!!! I feel soooo drained, and I don't know why...I have no Energy, so I grabbed a soda and turned the music on loud, tried to dance,(Usually pumps me up.)it didn't work. I even ate a flinstones vitamin...I don't know. I can barely type this, if it wasn't for my severe case of boredom I wouldn't be. I'm supposed to be working on my essay about me for college, but I can't think of anything to write about, I'm a boring person.

...waiting for my body to get energy...

-one hour later-

SOOOO DRAINED!...no energy, ahg...I need people, A big crowd of people to feed off of, get all their energy and aura in me. But where am I gunna find people at this time of night?! or...by that I mean in my house...I guess I'll just have to wait until school tomorrow.

I'm sorry body, but I'm not in the mood to work out tonight.

I kinda wanna continue on the story I've been working on recently...but I'm far too drained.

MY ROOM'S CLEAN!!!---Maybe that's why I'm tired...The other day I said how messy my room is...well it spotless now, I just have to keep it this way until thursday and friday...

Well, I'm off to float around in the abyss until I pass out...goodnight.

Captian of the Ship

2005-09-11T20:41:23Z

I am horrible at actually doing what I plan to do. I'm currently swimming through the ocean of clothing and other items that is called, My room, trying to put everything back in order once again.

WIKIPEDIA SAYS--- "International Talk Like A Pirate Day is a parodic holiday invented in 1995 by two Americans, John Baur ("Ol' Chum Bucket") and Mark Summers ("Cap'n Slappy"), who proclaimed September 19 each year as the day when everyone in the world should talk like pirates. For example, instead of "hello" an observer of this holiday would greet his mates with "Ahoy, me hearty!" each September 19."

SO NEXT MONDAY (September 19th if you read above)I EXPECT EVERYONE TO TALK LIKE PIRATES!!!!

Well, as I clean my room I'm gunna prepare my basement for the revival of Vampire, I'm going to stock up my basement with all sorts of goodies and booty and set up my computer for the music, my random dice generator and campaign notes I've been working on in my spare time. So hopefully you all can make it...if not tell me. We'll just go straight to my house after school friday, If there's a problem with any of this please tell me.

Yeah so, today's a pretty boring day...nothing really seems to be working out right now, lol...umm yeah I think I'm gunna go work out again or something...Well Bye-Bye.

Too Many God Damn Ribbons...

2005-09-06T20:32:51Z

Okay...Is it just me or is there too many god damn ribbons? Like...there's a shit load, I mean, Woah Theres lotsa ribbons. There's ribbons for like everything, now theres a ribbon for the huricane katrina thing. It's like black colored or something...What are they trying to say...Katrina's...Black? Or was every other color taken? Who's the ribbon supervising board that decides to make what 'cause' which color and ribbon... If everything has a specific color and ribbon, then I say my penis needs it's own ribbon, and that's all I have to say about that.

Nine to the One

2005-09-02T02:28:07Z

So...Yeah, I've been having a serious of odd dreams lately that I havn't been able to control. Well, I mean I can control myself...but not the surroundings like I normally can. But they seem to be umm, well deeply sexual in a way. X_X

YEAH SO ANYWAY!!!

What's up?...

...Yeah well, today was a pretty boring day. The school still hasn't fixed my schedule...maybe they'll do that tomorrow. I'm not really in a hurry. I hope I can have like 3 art classes a day, that'd be fun.

RAAAWWRRRR!!!! I'M A MONSTER!!!

Well, I havn't been getting to far in my story...I'm trying to construct the words correctly on multiple forms of media...I keep jumping back from notebook paper and word pad, this would be alot easier if I had Microsoft Works again, but I traded that when I got my video card.

THEY ADDED NEW POWERS TO CITY OF HEROES!!! not that anyone cares...but It's fun...STEVEN PLAY!!!

So I had fun shooting a bow and arrow and screaming with very loud noises at my enemies today.

Tomorrows DnD day, but I don't think we're gunna end up playing... No one seems to care at all about it anymore... I don't know...Maybe I'm just a bad DM or something. Well, yeah...just follow me after school tomorrow if you wanna play DnD...

JOOOOOO!!! ---Says the Bugaboo...

The hunter chases after the small cute little fur ball with his oversized net...but the Bugaboo is simply too fast and agile for the old hunter.

Is It Holloween Yet!?

2005-09-01T02:00:22Z

Sean's Daily Words of Wisdom: Zombies are mean and they don't like it when you dress them up in chicken suits and call them, "Mom's pretty little boy."

Well I think I cleared up the schedule problem for the most part... They'll probably fix it soon, I've already talked to Mr. Brotsman, and he doesn't mind me having three art classes a day. This would be an awsome year if I could do that. I love Mr. Brotsman! *CARTWHEEL OF DOOM*

Ninja's and Pirates are sworn enemies, destined to remain in mortal combat for the rest of eternity, which side are you on!?

We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.

We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Maraud and embezzle and even hijack.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.
Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.

We kindle and char, inflame and ignite.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
We burn up the city, we're really a fright.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.

We're rascals, scoundrels, villans and knaves.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs!
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.

We're beggars and blighters and ne'er-do-well cads.
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!
Aye! But we're loved by our mommies and dads!
Drink up me 'earties, Yo Ho!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me.

I'm A PIRATE

2005-08-31T01:23:44Z

Yeah, I know what you're thinking...Two Updates in one day!? OMG! HOW CAN I BE SO LUCKY!?

Well...I'll tell you why!

CAUSE I'M THE BEST PIRATE ON THE PEARLY WATERS OF THE HIGH SEAS! THATS WHY!

If you think I'm a little crazy, I'll just make you walk the plank, there's not going to be a munity aboard my ship! I am the captain here! Don't challenge me unless you want to be spitting out gunpowder and salt water for the rest of your life. (Gunpowder? I don't know if that even makes any sense.)

DO YOU DARE QUESTION MY METHODS AND GENIOUS ANNOYING VOICE IN MY HEAD!?

(...)

WELL!!! SPEAK UP!?

(Umm.. are you talking to yourself on a live journal?)

NO I'M TALKING TO YOU STUPID NARATOR VOICE! I am the most brutal pirate on the high seas, and you dare to question my ranking. Umm Yeah..I feel like Marching in place now. (March...march...march...I'm marching in place now.)

*CLANG CLANG* *SWOOSH-CLANG! RIP!* <---Sword Fighting Noises!

I'm fighting the Evil Sea Monkeys! They've just boarded my ship...and now they will pay, they will pay with their little monkey lives!

I'm Charmed

2005-08-31T00:56:09Z

SO! It's a New School year! How AWSOME! A time for me to turn over a new leaf...start from scratch. Make me better then I already am. Yesturday was the first day of school, which I didn't go to cause the Office, being the dumb shit they are, told me to leave...And Now that I have my schedule, being the second day of school,...SOMEBODY SAVE ME!!!--I love Superman, or umm Superhero's for that matter, anyway: I apparently have work release, but I have no job...nor do I want one. So this Shall be an ADVENTURE!

Either way, If you care...I doubt you do, But I've been working on a story I've been having dreams over for awhile now. Maybe I'll post it, tell me if you want me too or not, whatever.

Well, I don't have much to say, but that I've been keeping to a strict work out schedule/do homework schedule. Phase two of my plan will be initiated soon, as soon as I get some cash, I'm gunna start on a liquid diet...Slim Fast for Breakfast and Lunch, and Protein shake for dinner. Maybe I'll eat some actual food on weekends or something. If you say I don't need to loose weight, well...I'm not taking the slim fast to loose weight, slim fast actually has many vitamins and alot of fat in it, it just keeps you energized and restricts you from over eating.

I'M SO AMAZINGLY AWSOME AWSOME! (There...umm yeah so I put that here...what should I do now?)

Well, I'll start Updating everyday, Atleast everyother day...So You can expect to hear alot from me...

BENTHO ORANGOTANG!!!

masterofrockets @ 2005-08-03T01:22:00

2005-08-03T05:35:52Z

Hello, I'm at Steven's house...If you don't know Steven....You probably don't know me, and I'm flattered you are reading this journal. Unless if you're someone who shouldn't. In which case...Stop Reading, or atleast pretend you didn't.

I don't have chewing gum...But I see a chewing gum wrapper.

I'm sorry there's not much for me to say, but this first journal should get my creative juices of the flying monkeys rolling...err umm...it should remove my writter's block about my life?

So What is Life Exactly?

Well...

I say it's a lot like spaghetti.

So I'm at Steven's house now, (as stated above, he is a friend of mine...His hair used to look like a volgur portion of a man's body, but now it looks better.) and David seems to be dying his hair again.

Dying? Diing? Dieing? Du8yoasdifjING? ...DOOOOOIIIINNGG

Any way, THERES SOMETHING REALLY GROSS ON THE TV!!!
AHHHGG

I THINK ITS POO SYRUP OR SOME KINDA OF BROWN ASS JUICE SWAMP.

So I like candy...

Some people say I'm bipolar.

David doesn't have a shirt again, oh well...atleast he has pants. I have pants on... In case if you're wondering. They're fuzzy...

Patty- "Please tell him to not stick a needle through his ear..."

Sara- "Vwweew" *That was a needle noise...I thought it was an interesting noise.*

I don't think I'm bipolar though.

Steven- "She was cool, What ever happened to her?"
David- "She had a baby,"

So as my closing statment with my umm first? journal? I guess...I don't think the last one counts....

ummm....

NO HASSLE REWARDS PROGRAM!

David Has No Pants...

2005-08-03T05:23:22Z

...Yeah...Umm...David has no Pants.