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ArT_DraWn-In-VoMit's Journal
Nifty. Spiffy. Gleeblegor.
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Spinning, Twirling.
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May 28, 2008, 05:36:pm
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Hiii whoever has bothered to look at my journal. Or whoever has stumbled upon my thingie. Yeah. Murhur.
I have a question that'll prolly make people think I'm half retarded.
What in monitor lizard's name is a beauty cult?
Okay. I've come up with the following. Using my common sense(dear god it's a miracle!!)
Beauty = Something..I don't know. appeasing to the senses of another.
Cult = A mass of people with something in common. Or i don't know. A group, perhaps?
B = Beauty C = Cult
B + C = A bunch of appealing people all together in one convienient place to hug and love and such?
but then again, I could be wrong. Seeing as I don't even know how to turn an oven on properly. (Cough, Cough.)
Anywho. Besides that. How is everyone? I have a test to see if you're happy or not.
Here goes-
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If you're happy, you should be able to clap your hands.
Are you clappin'? (My gosh, that sounds dirty.)
If not, go take some happy pills. Those always cheer me up.
Whenever I leave my house, I always leave hopped up on some form of the happy pill.
Yes, I know. America is on some sort of medication for everything, claiming that they need it.
Random scenario:
Your parents are telling you to say no to drugs. That you don't need them. Their watch beeps. What do they say next?
"Oh, where did I put my(insert random name of some form of medication here)..it's that time again!This can wait till later, (Insert name of said child here)."
Psh. yeah. Right. SAY NO TO DRUGS. Hah. Most likely your mom is on the I've-already-had-(insert number of your mother's children here)-I-don't-Want-Anymore-like-the-last-one Pill. Also known as birth control. I know mine isn't. Good ol' fashion condoms do the trick. Hah. What happens when they break? ABORT ABORT. Or the less economical way, go through eighteen years and nine months of living hell.
Nawh. I don't believe in abortion. That's just not right. But hey, it depends on the person. Sometimes it's just the right thing to do. Get rid of the fuck up, before it fucks up your life even more.
On the other hand, I've heard abstinence is a really good option. Waiting till you're married..how wonderful.
Too bad I don't like the prospect of marriage. (LAWL. EPIC FAIL ON ABSTINENCE'S PART--YOU'RE NOT GONNA GET ME.)
Anywho. And you see all these little kids running around, popping pills. Screaming 'It's for my allergies.'
'I can't control my bladder.' 'I twitch.' 'I act up too much.'
I have simple, less expensive answers for all of these.
Alergies? Stay the fuck inside.
Bladder control issues? Asparagus and some potty training for you, my friend.
Twitchiness? Lay back on the sugar, learn self control.
You act up too much? You poor poor soul. I'm guessing your parents don't discipline you, and you don't really listen to them that much, eh? There's a wonderful thing they have for your parents, it rarely ever fails. It's called tell your child that the thing they did was a big no no.
See? All very cheap. Much cheaper than the five-hundred-dollar-a-refill meds you shove down your kids throat.
I apologize to the people out there who take meddies for REAL problemos. :[ I don't mean to be mean.
My sister the other day, demanded tylenol for a small cut that ran 1 cm across her arm. I didn't give it to her.
First of all. She was following me, I don't want her to know where my secret stash of tylenol is.
Second, it's a fricking damn small cut. If it were a gash, I would've given her ten.
Actually, no. She clogged my toilet with barbie hair.
Anywho..Yeah..
I forgot what I originally wanted to say. Oh well.
Toodles.
<33;
-Vommie.
Mood: Bored
Music: Birth - -OZ-
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Boredom, A Hur Durr Durr.
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May 26, 2008, 11:54:am
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'Eyyyy. I be bored.
I apologize in advance for words that I just make up randomly.
D: I feel sick! Oh no!
I think it was the eggs and rice..
IT'S DELICIOUS. O-O;
Currently I am thinking about blood and gore (Rawr x3.)
I want to go outside but it's all icky.. D'': And I hate to sound girly, but my hair'll get ruined! Dx.
My sister is currently trying to sing "Timmy and the Lords of the Underworld" on Rock Band. I wish her luck. She doesn't sing so well. =/ No Offense my sister, no offense.
I wish I had something to do..My computer is eing fixed, so i have limitied capabilities.
I could always just go to my room and attempt to explode my speakers with my music again..but meh. I'm too lazy.
Oh. By the way. I'm changing the word 'Neon' to 'Sexalicious.' Because it is the truth.
NEON IS SEXALICIOUS AND YOU CANNOT DENY IT.
I win the award for shortest journal entry ever. O_o;
"Is it mother's love that feels in genitals?
or the sexual desire? go do me Black cherry, Sugar Pain, Sweet Sweet Mother.."
Mood: Bored.
Music: Lover's Suicide in Tokyo.
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