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3.12.04
Oh my god! I love this entry! I totally forgot about it though! thats okay, i'm gonna post it now! YAY! have fun reminiscing!
What would happen if me and em ruled the world?
Well..... all hell would break loose. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
We would bring back the guillotine and the old medieval toture tools... like the boob ripper! it ripped off women's (or fat men's) boobs! doesn't get any better than that.
here are the people who would be guillotined:
hilary 'the asswipe' duff
janet 'basketboob' jackson
multiple teachers
all rulers of countries that aren't me or emalina
people who use vernacular (not people who use the word but people who use slang)
stupid people
people who are like s_p_a_r_k_l_e
people who like: limp biscuit, blink 182, hilary duff, good charlotte, bow wow, ja 'i don't' rule 'anymore'
AND SO MANY OTHERS!!!!!!!!!!
we would also see how many times we could shoot 50 cent untill he actualy died! we wouldn't let him die though, we need more muscular men in this world! this will be continued...
Damn. The human race is getting "stupider" by the second.
seriously. you just have to read this to understand where i'm comming from:
Instead of my usual ranting or cruel heartless entries, I am going to post something humorous...
Following are a list of odd deaths. Very odd deaths. Best thing about it: THEY ARE ALL TRUE!!
Tech Disaster: A 27 year-old French woman lost control over her car on a highway near Marseilles and crashed into a tree, seriously injuring her passenger and killing her. As a commonplace road accident, this would not have been something to gawk at were it not for the fact that the driver's attention had been distracted by her Tamagotchi (yes the child toy), which had started urgently beeping for food as she drove along. In attempting to press the correct buttons to save the Tamagotchi's life, the woman lost her own. Moral: if you can’t multi-task; don’t.
Names used Literally – a bad thing: A 22-year-old Reston man was found dead after he tried to use bungee ropes (the stretchy little ropes with hooks on each end) to bungee jump off a 70-foot railroad trestle, police said. Fairfax County police said Eric A. Barcia, a fast-food worker, taped a bunch of these straps together, wrapped an end around one foot, anchored the other end to the trestle at Lake Accotink Park, jumped… and hit the pavement. Warren Carmichael, a police spokesman, said investigators think Barcia’s experiment could have worked but… The length of the cord that he had assembled was greater than the distance between the trestle and the ground. Moral: Boredom is deadly.
Rattle Rattle: A man in Alabama died from rattlesnake bites. Big deal you may say, but there's a twist. It seems he and a friend were playing catch with the poor rattlesnake. Moral: Catch is a game invented for it’s amusing nature; provided you play it with a ball.
All gassed up: Several years ago, in a west Texas town, employees in a medium-sized warehouse noticed the smell of a gas leak. Sensibly, management evacuated the building, extinguishing all potential sources of ignition - lights, power, etc. After the building had been evacuated, two technicians from the gas company were dispatched. Upon entering the building, they found they had difficulty navigating in the dark. To their frustration, none of the lights worked. Witnesses later described the vision of one of the technicians reaching into his pocket, and retrieving an object that resembled a lighter. Upon operation of the lighter-like object, the gas in the warehouse exploded, sending pieces of it up to three miles away. Moral: Common sense is a necessity.
Why Women do the Washing: A 39-year-old Charlottesville man died in a freak accident involving his washing machine. According to police reports, Samuel Randolph Strickson was doing laundry when he tried to speed up the process. Strickson apparently tried to stuff approximately 50 pounds of laundry into his washing machine by climbing on top of the washer and attempting to force the clothing into the basin. Strickson then apparently accidentally kicked the washing machine's ON button. When the machine turned on, Strickson lost his balance and both feet went down into the machine, where they got stuck. The machine started its cycle, and Strickson, unable to free himself, started thrashing around as the machine's agitator went into gear. Strickson's head banged against a nearby shelf in the laundry room, knocking over a bottle of bleach, which poured over Strickson's face, blinding him. Forensic reports say Strickson apparently also swallowed some of the bleach. He then vomited, but was still unable to free himself. Strickson's dog, then apparently came into the laundry room. At about the same time, according to police, a large box of baking soda fell from the shelf, startling the dog, who then urinated. Urine, like vinegar, is acidic, and the chemical reaction between the urine and the baking soda resulted in "a small explosion," according to police reports. The dog, however, escaped unharmed. Strickson remained stuck in the washing machine, which eventually went into its high-speed spin cycle, spinning Strickson around at about 70 miles per hour, according to forensic experts. Strickson's head then smashed against a steel beam behind the washing machine, immediately killing him. A neighbor heard the commotion and called 911, but Strickson was pronounced dead at the scene. Moral: Patience is a virtue.
Curiosity Killed the Man: In Detroit, a 41-year-old man was driving down a deserted street when he noticed something black on the road. Curios as he was, he got out of his car and started examining the thing. Turning out to be just a cloth the man tossed the cloth into sewer and accidentally tossed his car key with it. Going in head first into the 18-inch sewer grate, the man got stuck drowned in two feet of water. Moral: Just keep driving.
8 Feet Under: A man died on a beach when an 8-foot-deep hole he had dug into the sand caved in as he sat inside it. Beachgoers said Daniel Jones, 21, dug the hole for fun, or protection from the wind, and had been sitting in a beach chair at the bottom Thursday afternoon when it collapsed, burying him beneath 5 feet of sand. People on the beach, on the outer banks, used their hands and shovels, trying to claw their way to Jones, a resident of Woodbridge, but could not reach him. It took rescue workers using heavy equipment almost an hour to free him while about 200 people looked on Jones was pronounced dead at a hospital. Moral: Holes are for groundhogs.
It’s a Guy Thing: September 8 1998, an 8-year-old boy, Joe, fell off a 100-foot-high church steeple after he lost his grip swinging on the cross that marked the spot where another boy, Mark, had fallen to his death September 8 1990 while swinging on the same cross that another boy, Lucas, had fallen to his death September 8 1982. That is to say that Lucas, Joe and Mark all died the same way each passing away 8 years apart when each of them were 8. Moral: Celebration of death should not be done to make future people mourn over your death.
seriously. but that's not all! there is this girl in my class, who's name is... lets just call her 'asswipe'. why are we going to call her asswipe you may ask? because it is the most truthful statement ever. she is the ugliest, most idiotic, most annoying, most insecure, most illiterate, most plain dumb piece of shit i have ever encounterd. she does everything i ask her to do. and sometimes thats not a good thing. she proves the quote "if you want something done right, do it yourself". because everything she does is just plain wrong!!!!!!!!!
i swear. if this girl took an I.Q. test, hers would be equivalent to that of a house plant. or maybe lower. lets say the class average reading mark in reading (french and english) is around 70%. in order to find her mark, the equation would be: (x=class average, b=whatever number she can count to ((5)))
x-100%+b=slotho's mark
to find her ability to read:
get a 3 year old to identify these letters: a c g r d
then whatever the 3 year old gets correct, make it wrong. that is how slotho reads.
E.X. the three year old gets the letters 'a' and 'c' correct. asswipe would get NONE of them correct.
she's an asswipe and always will be one.
Asswipe: someone who would fail at doing the simplest of all tasks. (including wiping their own ass)
someone who fails at everything in life. someone who will ALWAYS fail at everything in life.
someone who tries to stand up to people but due to her incredible idiocy, she ends up making an ass out of herself. an ass that she can not wipe... its sad... and it annoying... and it's true...
Speaking of people I hate, I truely dispise beyonce knowels. i really really really really hate her. here's why:
Here is a list of reasons why I hate beyoncé knowels:
1. she is everywhere! pepsi ads, music videos, jay-z's songs, jay-z'a videos, destinie's child videos, much music, m.t.v, my head, internet and billboards! AHHH!
2. she is said to have 'made the booty beauty'... yeah well so did j.lo. so go away.
3. she was rated the most wanted woman in entertanement biz??? does that mean she is more talented or more attractive than...... gwen stephanie? or eve? or ahanti? or alecia keys? don't think so hun.
4. i don't like her and since i'm always right, you should agree
5. she is not really that attractive. like her sister is 1 million times more attractive than her, and so is that ugly sloth thing in one of my entries.
6. she thinks she is the end all be all of her band. she isn't because i am the end all be all of the world and that means she isn't the end all be all of anything!
7. Kelly and Michelle (d.c) are 1 million times more talented than she is 8. she kicked out 3 members of destinies child... who were better than her.
9. who starts a clothing line with their mom?????? beyoncé knowels. *self explanatory*
10. she has less talent than a dead dog.
I think that just about wraps that one up. Had to get it out in the open... know that it is in the open, I feel so much better!
Posted at 09:32 pm by tropique
2.12.04
Ignorance is Bliss... right?
I have found out that people I know have been flooding my blog... oh well. That's hot. Hey James and whoever else... I think Kyle... not sure though.
Anywhore, I was walking home today, and these girls infront of me were smoking. It really really smelled and they looked only like, 15. So it got me to thinking, as much as we hate people who say "Okay. Say NO to drugs, drinking and smoking because they are BAD!", you have to admit, smoking is deadly. I mean, anything that can help someone bring themselves closer and faster to his or her demise must be deadly. And anything that deadly must be contageous.
The stupid thing is, people will do things, and then wonder why they have to deal with the consequences. Like Lung Caner. It's like, people will create the weather, stand under their rain cloud and say, "Shit, it's raining."
Teenagers all around the world are seriously fucked. Including me, if you consider me a 'teen'.
Posted at 04:37 pm by tropique
27.10.04
[rain drops keep fallin on my head]
you know. i think the sky was
teasing me today.
like, it was sorta raining,
but you couldn't really feel it
untill the odd drop ended up right
on the top of
your nose.
that kinda pissed me off a little bit.....
whatever.
Posted at 07:11 pm by tropique
22.10.04
I am some pretty hot shit babes.
Okay. There are two ways that I can describe certain events that have happened to me.
One way, is to say: Dear jesus, that is narshtay.
Another way, is to say: Holy crow, I am some Hott Shit.
Of course, I prefer number two. So here goes:
Holy Crow! I am some Hott Shit!!
Whew! Is it just me or did this room just light on fiya when I walked in?
Did someone turn up the thermostat, or am I just SMOKIN HOTT?!?!
Somebody crank up the Air Conditioning, because it's gettin HOT IN HERE!
You guys should put me out cuz I'm a fire Hazard!
So anyway, the other day I was on the packed-to-the-hilt 35 Southbound Jane Bus early early in the morning on my way to school. I was standing beside this okie dokie looking guy and his homies. So, this lady got up out of her seat and got off the bus. The dude beside me (who was standing infront of the empty seat) was like, "Do you want to sit down?" and I'm like "No thanks, I'm fine." and he's like "Yes you are..." He starts smiling "But are you sure you don't want to sit?" and I'm like laughing, and saying "No thats okay, I get off soon anyway." So he sits down. Then he says "You know, you could still sit, my lap is available" --this is where some people could start to get creeped out. I knew he was just messing around though, so I'm like, whatever. -- and we both start laughing and blah blah blah blah...
Next thing, the next day after school, I'm walking home because the 35 Northbound Jane Bus is taking an eternity to come, and I notice this guy who's walking just a few paces behind me. --P.S. he wasn't very hot, but not very ugly either... but whatever, back to the story-- When I stop at a corner, waiting for the light to change, he catches up, obviously. After walking for like, 2 minutes, practically beside eachother, he says "Do you go to Western Tech.?" (a high school in Toronto) and I'm like "No..." and so he's just like "Oh... sorry" and so a few seconds pass and he's like "Did you just come back from a WalMart?" and I'm like, "Nope." At this point, I realize that he's trying to start a conversation and that I'm making this very very difficult. But anyway, a few seconds after that, he's like "What school do you go to?" and I'm like "Humbercrest" which is the truth, but that name sounds alot like Humberside and those two are often confused. So thinking back, I realize that he probably thinks that Humbercrest is Humberside... but anyway... And he's like, "Cool, are you going to be graduating?" and I'm like, "Yup. You?" and I will be graduating this year... just he probably thought I meant graduating grade 12 instead of grade 8... but thats okay... so he's like "Yeah. Isn't it great to be done with it?" and I'm like, "Definately" because I am happy to be done with Humbercrest, because humbercrest is a shit hole of a school.
In hindsight, I do believe these dudes were hitting on me... but at the time, I was just naive old me.
:P!
Posted at 05:55 pm by tropique
12.10.04
me beez sick. blah. and em, if your checking my blog in computer class, sorry i bailed on you, but i be sicketh. grrrrrrrrr. my face is filled with cement again... i shouldn't have gone to sleep after my last entry... now i have a headache and my nose is running. GrRrRrRrRrRr
I jinxed myself before... the other day, i said that i never get sick enough to stay home from school.
*starts smashing head against computer desk*
STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID
Thats like when the dumbasses in movies say: "well at least it can't get worse right?" and then it starts raining.
Moral of the Story: Never fucking say Never. EVER!
Chap Out!
Roger that Milt?!?!
[inside joke... teehee]
Posted at 10:38 am by tropique
. . . . . it's early. yeah. very early. my mom had to leave early today (3.15 am)... yeah.
at 10 pm last night, i took tylonol cold because my face felt like it was filled with cement. at 3.30 am this morning, my eyes shot open. i swear i could feel the two very blue tablets of tylonol cold rushing through my veins at top speed. i got up, drank half a bottle of water, went to the bathroom, and went back to bed. but i didn't sleep. not at all. i just lied there, doing nothing really. i was so wide awake that i couldn't fall back asleep. so. what do you do when you can't sleep? i don't really know actually... i don't know where i was going with that one...
but i know what i did. i went outside. don't ask me why. i just sat up in bed. and thought, I want to go outside. so i did. i opened the back door and stepped onto the cold cold cold cold cold wood of my deck. it was cold. i think it was like, 3 degrees celcius out there. but it was refreshing.
well. that was a stupid thing to do if you ask me. very very very stupid. know why? because all that refreshment made it even more impossible for me to fall asleep. and that brings me to now. im sitting in the cold computer room, lights off, bare feet on the cold cold wood floor. it actually reminds me of being on the deck, except minus three 'cold's.
so thats what you do when you can't fall asleep.
or,
thats what I did when i couldn't fall asleep.
i went on the computer to share my thoughts with the world.
but guess what? that didn't really work out. so instead, i took two more tablets of tylonol. this time, extra strength. that should do it. it's 3.49 am, and im going to bed.
Yay.
Posted at 03:49 am by tropique
4.10.04
I am so Cool. So Cool infact, that I have to put a capital C in Cool. Seriously. I don't mean to brag, but I am. Want proof? Here goes:
[Thursday, after school]
James W.S. and I were chatting on MSN.
James W.S. tells me that he likes Marissa W.
I freak out and call Emily M.
Emily J.M. joins our conversation.
I swear I won't tell, as does Emily M.
[Friday, at lunch]
Peter G. Emily M. Marissa W. and Myself are walking to Emily M.'s house for lunch.
I blurt out that somebody likes Marissa W.
Peter G. guesses that it is James W.S. who likes Marissa W.
I say that it is.
[Friday, after school]
James W.S's crush has spread throughout all of the grade 8 class.
Everyone is pointing and lauging.
So am I.
James W.S. and I are talking on MSN.
He mentions my big mouth.
We have a big blowout.
We exchange "I hate you"s.
[Monday, before school]
I am having the time of my life laughing at James W.S.
Emily M. and I are discussing my pure evilness.
James W.S. apologizes to ME.
Is it just me, or was that totally cool? I get to be the cruelest wench in the world, and HE apologizes to ME. Even though he didn't do anything. HA! I rock man.
Posted at 05:56 pm by tropique
30.9.04
I'm Spurratic today
I hope thats okay
With you.
Feeling so high
Way up in the sky
It's true.
I'm Happy today
I hope thats okay
With you.
Feeling so crazy
Ever so crazy
It's true.
Okay. With that Splendid introduction, I shall continue, which will - I'm sure - make your day.
That song suits me very well. Especially today. I'm feeling very spurratic! And because of this random spount of spurracticity, I have made up my mind. I'm going to continue the blog. Not because I feel like I owe you people something though. Please keep in mind, that anyone who reads someone else's blog so religiously, as you probably do, has no life, and therefore must live through MY life. This I don't mind, but just be prepared for the entries to suddenly stop. For this dream blog to be flushed down the toilet, taking your fake wannabe personality and mind with it.
So I warn you, be prepared for it and don't say I didn't warn you.
Posted at 04:59 pm by tropique
27.9.04
oh mah gawd! tropique, you havn't updating since fo-eva!
Yes homies, it's true. Whatever you've heard through the grape-vine about me is mostlikely true.
Boo hoo. This blog is discontinued.
Posted at 04:26 pm by tropique
7.8.04
I know I havn't updated in like, forever... but I have a good reason! Okay. So as of the 27th of July, my computer went totally bonkers. Oh my god. I just used the word 'bonkers'.... I think I'm the one going 'bonkers' so to speak... anyways, so my mouse has decided not to move at all, so I have to use the keyboard to do EVERYTHING. That gets so annoying, especially when the mouse is frozen in the middle of the screen and your trying to type something... but that's okay right? NO! But incase you are wondering what my life has been like, I'll fill you in.
July 28
wake up.
computer doesn't work.
watch t.v.
eat.
eat.
sleep.
July 29
see above.
July 30
my birthday. yay, I'm 13.
see July 28 for more details.
July 31
natta
August 1
zilch
August 2
nothing
August 3
zero
August 4
uh...
August 5
watched 'Psycho' (spl?) at emalina's
August 6
packing to go to my cottage
August 7
today. yay...
So there you have it. The least important 11 days of my life. Do you love it? I think it's just gorgeous. Is that how you spell it? Who knows, who cares.
Posted at 01:19 pm by tropique
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Age: 13
Gender: Female
Love: Myself
Hate: Insects
Country: Canada
Province: Ontario
City: Toronto
Book: Aimee
Movie: The Butterfly Effect
Song: Tangeled Up In Me - Skye Sweetnam
Colour: truqoise
Number: 6
Author: Lewis Carrol
Motto: The human race will go extinct solely because of our incapability of using our intire brain at once.
Word: Die
Day: Yesterday
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