i first need to say that if you are not an open-minded person, you need to leavethis site is not for you.
having said that, let us get to the point of this page. namely rants and raves and some poetry all of which are by me. who knows what this site will end up being.
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rants and raves


-our school has been "blessed" with this stupid bitch from p-burg who has decided shes so much better than the rest of the godforsaken world. im sorry were you talking? the only way shed be better than my dog (of which i dont have) is if the rest of the people on the earth were killed in the middle of committing an unforgivable sin. then again maybe not. please forgive me your majesty but we already have a bitch-of-the-universe.

-okay, is it just me, or is it really wrong to go out with a girl just to get laid? im sitting in class one day to overhear: "yeah man, i fucked her. hell we did it three times yesterday. sometimes, during lunch i go home with her and bone her. last night i did her in the butt." fortunately most of the class found that last part rather disturbing, so i didnt have to say anything. but what the hell is that shit. pretty fucked up, literally.

-remember that crack about our bitch-of-the-universe? well, the other day i had the wonderful opportunity to tell that fucking bitch off. sweet jebus, it was great. and now the story: 5th period, environmental science (which is a fucking retarted class anyway), the sweet smell of formaldehyde. we get in class, the first thing our drunk teacher says is "we are doing a lab today". saucymare and me give eachother the thumbs up sign. "groups of two, no more", what a sweet sound. first thing the ho starts whining about the fact that this was the reason she didnt take human physiology. then decides to tell the teacher that he should tell us the day before if we are going to disect anything. first of all, it was a monday. second, that drunk ho wouldnt have remembered even if he did tell us. next, she starts bitching about how shes suposedly wearing nice clothes, so she "has" to find some one to do all the work. so everybody gets in there groups except of course for "da bitch". she looks at us and says, "looks like im in your group". note to self: big mistake. this is the conversation:

me: oh sorry, he said only groups of two
skank: well theres no one else to work with
me: (sarcstically) im just following the directions
ho-bag: god, youre the biggest jerk i know
me: (thought to self: you dont know yourself?) well maybe if you werent such a bitch, i wouldnt have to be a jerk (smirked)
bitch-of-the-universe: (silence)
me: (walked away and got on with my work)

needless to say she didnt do the lab. unfortunately, come to find out that the lab didnt get graded. but the rest of my day went extremely well. 


thanks, appreciation, and graditude to
dingit spaztic saucymare1 nicki-d nicki-c travis carol articsiren jennie-c glitterpindoll tomato
the rest of the dnd gang
im sure there are other people to thank, if i figure it out ill put you down. if i dont, tough.

also a special thanks goes out to two special people
sarah-s and erin-e
thank you both for giving me the inspiration to write most of my poems
and for teaching me a great many lessons in life.