Reconciled_Truth

2006

I wish you could buy a girlfriend at the grocery store.

I'd be like, "Oh, hi, how are you?  Do you mind if I buy you?"
And she'd be like, "Oh, nope.  Not at all.  That's what I'm here for."
And I'd be, "Oh.  Okay, cool.  I'm just gonna grab some lettuce and oranges.  Did you want anything?"
And she'd be like, "Well...if you wouldn't mind picking up some oregano and paprika?"
And I'd wink, "Oh, you need some spices, do you?"
And she'd be, "Oh whatever," and laugh.

(-.-)*sigh* <-----me now.

I found the Seinfeld of movies.  It's called the Break up.  The couple breaks up, and when the movie ends, they still aren't together.
(^hahahaha^) <---me when the movie ended, also during the akward silences which I knew exactly what was going to happen next.
Joy says that it's only funny for sadists....haha...

Stupid machines.  I applied for WalMart and Sam's Club a little while ago, and I was doing their stupid machine application.  So it takes me twenty minutes to fill out the personal stuff.  Then another twenty to get through their questionaire, to determine whether or not they'll consider me.  And so I did it, and I'm all happy that it's over with, right?  And so the last question....and I answer!  YAY!!! DONE!!!

"You failed to pass the aptitude test.  You may reapply in 60 days.  Thank you."

(X_X) <---wait for it....
(O_O) <---hold on....
(WTFH@#$%#$%#%^$%&%^&$%#$%$%^$%^&$%^*^&&%$@#$%@#$%@#) <----that.

I was pretty pissed off.  I didn't swear though, because that's unprofessional.  Plus my father was right next to me.  He didn't see that I failed though.  He thinks that I just applied.

Anyway, two new links for you guys...

kyokyon.blogspot.com - Home of Kittaren Shiruba...not yet complete though

kyotwee.wordpress.com - Home of Twee and Kyo...if you can't figure out who they are...then you aren't being shinobi enough.

That's all for now, I think.

adieu...

Okay, I figured out what I'm going to say.

Earlier today, someone asked whether or not I like to get letters in the mail.  Answer was yes.  So I was wondering how many more people like to get letters in the mail.  Just answer...I was just thinking of something I have to end up doing later.

Oh, right.  And the letter question only applies to people I have known for longer than one month...which should be practically all of you.  Um...no reason why...kind of.

Anyway.  *sighs*

I have to go out sometime soon to take my brother to get familiarized with the bus system.  Yay.  To Damien...an all boys school.  *sigh* I feel kind of sorry for him...hope he doesn't...well...nothing against...it's just...um...I don't think he's exactly prepared for high school.  He isn't...mature...I think...nope...*sigh*

Under the cloud of darkness

Hands held toward heavens glory

Hidden by nightmare pleasure

Wintry knife at the knees

Cut open the loins of truth

To spill prodigy’s blood

Into lake of burning passion

Sodden screams mingle

Amongst pleasure’s throws

Stare out into nothing

Entwined with bloodied flesh

Committed to Satan’s oath

Carnal tears on right hand

Scars for all to see

Hidden amongst deaths of days past

Murderous pleasures

Lie amongst my fingers

Thoughts of scarlet woman

Muddied with rain

Half crazed depravity

To seek my fearing flesh

Secretly lusting for pain

To ease corporeal sins

Red rose river amongst

Fallen white rivers of ice

Set ablaze to a tune of hate

Replayed by a random man

After twice murdering

The lines of progression

Cutting them short of their infinite

Beauty

Forsaking humanity

And soul

To a higher carnal god

Innocence forever lost

To blackened hideousness

In cavern dank and deathly

Even now seeing only the putrid

Decay of foolish sin

To scream into the nothingness of

Black retribution

To fall eighteen days from heaven to hel

Headlong into the abyss

Crawling among the sinners

Barely scraping the frozen outskirts

Walls of morality fall as Jericho

With single strumpet’s call

To fall at her feet

Praying to incubus

And succubus gods

To prey upon carnal incarnation

Of heart he lacks

And can never again have

Kiss of Death taken his soul

Amongst a midsummer night’s dream

Among full moon and stars

By the withering poolside

Hidden from the world

Rediscovered in her arms

To be cast of like chaff

And lost again

Under the cloud of darkness

What do you think?