Happy one month late New Year!

I'm terribly sorry for being so tardy with this website.
I'm going to try to write everyday now.
I've been busy with College things, and what not,
so I've been losing track of how many websites I'm on.

Anyway,
all is well in my household,
though preparing for the future is totally scary.
I plan on going to Suffolk Community College,
and I know that doesn't sound very great,
since it's pretty much like extra high school.
I know I probably insult a lot of people when I say that,
but I am in no way proud to be going there.
I want to go to FIT, for photography,
but I don't have the grades right now.

okay,
I'll be back tomorrow.

Ciao.

Stage Fright.

Out she will walk.
Naked before the audience.
On this stage, her hopes, her dreams
are a blinding guidance.

Here she stands.
Naked in her own figure
Her body is a canvas
by her own hands.

Here she is,
Naked in the Crying Light.
Only one chance to show you,
she wont go down without a fight.

Here she goes.
Naked in the face of her demons.
Her lips are chapped and bleeding.
Her voice is raw when she speaks,
from the cigarettes and singing.

Here she will kneel.
Nakedness covered by her skin
Her fate sealed with this deal
Pale white with milky sin.

This is how I feel when I'm up there.

Ohai Thar

Lookatthis!

I'm posting!
AGAIN!?
ONOZ
*world explodes*

well well well.
What to write today....
It's so soon...
hm..

My photograpahy is doing okay-ish, I guess.
I have a lot of darkroom prints I have to scan,
...if only I had a working scanner ;_;

Well, I continue to have no close friends
but many acquaintances,
but those acquaintances are SO TOTALLY AWESOME.

I've got this awesome super crazy Halloween party this friday,
then I'm going to the city for the Hallows eve parade.

HOOHA.

alright, right back after the weekend.

Caio.

Hi there.

Been a while, huh?

Sorry. been busy
Y'know,
Working
Losing best friends
failing at life.
and all the while
having a great sense of humor about the whole thing!

Wow,
isn't that dandy!

They say high school is the best years of your life.

They should sexually molest and murder the person that said those words.
No, really.
No joke.
Where are my sex toys?

Anyway,
I'm trying to get by everyday,
feeling good,
but I'm failing at that miserably.
I'm making new friends
which is good.
and reviving some old friendships
which is better.


I love it when people tell me I'm a terrible friend
then come to me a year or so later
and say how sorry they were
and that They didn't know why they would
"say something so immature and stupid."


lolol.
Life isn't good.
But it's damn funny.

Write back soon.
Ciao.

Oh My God

It's been too long,
has it not?

The rundown?

I've started my senior year
I've lost my two best friends
but who the fuck cares anymore
cause I'm just such a horrible person.
And everything that happens with my friends
is always my fault.

Ha. whatever.

Anyways,
I've been working a lot
trying to save up for a new camera
because I'm not a spoiled bitch
and I don't get whatever I want
when I want it.

*cough*

So yeah
I'm about $300 short,
and I just babysat last night
and got $100 out of it.
hell yeah moneys.
I love that little girl,
she's such a sweety.
Changing her diapers wasn't fun though.

I'll be back tomorrow,
Promise.

Ciao

Many, many years ago.

Many, many years ago
When I was twenty-three
I got married to a widow
Pretty as could be.

This widow had a grow-up daughter
With flowing hair of red.
My father fell in love with her,
And soon the two were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
Now my daughter was my mother,
For she was my father's wife.

To complicate the matters worse,
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
Of a bouncing baby boy.

My little baby then became
A brother-in-law to dad.
And so became my uncle,
Though it made me very sad.

For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him brother
To the widow's grown-up daughter
Who, of course, was my step-mother.

Father's wife then had a son
Who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson,
For he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
And it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
She's my grandma, too.

If my wife is my grandmother,
Then I am her grandchild.
And every time I think of it,
It simply drives me wild.

For now I have become
The strangest case you ever saw,
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

How wonderful.
This made me laugh
thought it mike cheer you up a bit too.

Oh Silent Forces of my bedroom walls
Speak to me!
And help me make this difficult decision.
I'm thinking of selling
my collection of Porcelain Dolls
to make room on my shelves
for my books
and picture frames
with memories.

I don't know what to do
I love these dolls
They've made my childhood
so happy and serene
I had no friends
so I had to confide
in collectible dolls
for comfort.

Ah well.
It's getting pretty late for me
and I am very tired.
I shall blog again another day,
When surely I'll be wired.


Ciao.

Holy Testicles Batman!

sorry for the lack of blogging.

Been pretty busy lately!
...
no, I'm lying.
I just forgot,
sorry.

Well now that it's super late
(or super early)
I give you
dah Dah DAh DAH
A new blog!
Full of all sorts of delicious goodies
and sexual innuendos of all types and flavors.

well,
If you ate this blog
it wouldn't taste very good,
and then you'd have to buy a new computer type thing.

Anyway,
I have been slightly busy
with having a life!
But not having a job.
*boo*

Life is a bitch
or a roller coaster
There's not much of a difference to me.
If I could write music
I'd totally write a song
about Bitches and Hoes
and how they relate to life.
Life is a bunch of Bitches and Hoes.


This blog was stupid.
I guess I'm a tad tired.

Ciao.