You have a Music Request?
Posted by _hAiLO_ , 07 October 2005 - 04:49 AM
I love music, its practically my life....sort of. Anyway, everyone look at my avator:

I am in deeply passionate for Christmas music right now, and it hasn't been Holloween yet. If anyone wants me to make an avator such as this, request so. If you want to hear the song Carol of the Bells, i'd be happy to send you a file from the USAField Army Band, which have my favorite version of the song.
I am in deeply passionate for Christmas music right now, and it hasn't been Holloween yet. If anyone wants me to make an avator such as this, request so. If you want to hear the song Carol of the Bells, i'd be happy to send you a file from the USAField Army Band, which have my favorite version of the song.
They drilled my mouth!
Posted by , 27 August 2005 - 10:51 AM
2 Days ago...I went to the dentist to put a crown on my (chipped) tooth...
I lie on the dentist chair looking at the street out the window....
Dentist and Dentist Assistant (D.A.) sit at my right and left side...
Kids on other chairs, letting the dentist' inspect...
Dentist put drills in my tooth to clean, shape, sharpen!
D.A. wipes my mouth dry so dentist can fit crown
It doesn't fit! The Dentist keeps shaping, cleaning that one tooth...
Kids look on because the drills are so loud!!
*drill* *screeeet, screeeet* *drill* *WHIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!*
I worry for the children
Them:

Me:
He trys another crown, it fits!
I order a Chicken Sandwich at Jack-In-The-Box
Plasma TV
Posted by , 20 August 2005 - 02:56 AM
My dad just finished mounting that blasted Plasma TV on the wall yesterday........
and now he is installing shelfs on the wall next to the TV, where the older speakers and CD/DVD players will go...
I feel like a snobby rich kid...except i'm not that rich, i'm still using a CD Player.
I feel like a snobby rich kid...except i'm not that rich, i'm still using a CD Player.
I ran away...
Posted by , 19 August 2005 - 05:46 AM
Well, quite a situation...
I was watching Ghost Hunters, until my little brother wanted to watch TV. I let him kick me out because I knew that its not worth it. I would be missing the rest of the show being distracted by the little b****, so I left to my room. I destroyed my sunglasses because I was pissed, and I sat in the corner fiddling with my keyboard. My mom came in and found my glasses, and lectured me with a pretty concerned/angry attitude. I kept playing the keyboard in C# Minor, the sad notes. I was thinking, "Why is she more concerned about my glasses than my emotions? Why aren't you lecturing HIM?"
When she stopped, I left outside to cool down. But it just didn't work. I looked into my cell phone and went through the contacts, how I wished to be those people...my friends, my relatives, who always had the better life. I looked at the moon which was full. I left the property for a walk and I had 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' by Green Day in my mind (it happened to fit my situation)..."I walk a lonely road, the only one I have ever known". I finally reached the park where I found a homeless man sleeping on the bench. I wanted to find a place to crash, because I went to far. I left to the Movie Theatre, which was called Century Theatres because there was a very good strip of benches, fountains and a mini clock tower. On my way there, I got scared because this dog came running at me, found out this punk was giving him a walk (scary at night, I meant). I found a car garage building where a spiral of stairs led up to the roof, I had suicidal thoughts because I felt like my life was too much to handle....thoughts escalated through the fact I ran away. I fanally reached the bench strip in front of Century Theatres, and I sat there watching the small clock tower (bout the height of a street lamp) for a few minutes, and decided this is where I will crash for the night.
I looked into my cell phone and I had 4 missing calls, all from my brother. I thought I missed them because I put the phone in Silent. I then turned the phone on ring. 10 Minutes later, my Dad (whom just came from work) called my phone and I answered quickly...a few moinutes later, I saw his head lights, he was here. He came to me followed by my brother and said "Wassup Man", and put his arm around me. He led me to the car and we drove home...he told me my mom cried.
When we got home, my dad gave me a talk about anger emotions, how its natural, and advised me to read the book he gave me for christmas 3 years ago. It dealt with stress, anger, and aeverything that associates with life. He gave me a hug, and I went to sleep. The next morning, the first thing I saw was my mom, and I hugged her.
I was watching Ghost Hunters, until my little brother wanted to watch TV. I let him kick me out because I knew that its not worth it. I would be missing the rest of the show being distracted by the little b****, so I left to my room. I destroyed my sunglasses because I was pissed, and I sat in the corner fiddling with my keyboard. My mom came in and found my glasses, and lectured me with a pretty concerned/angry attitude. I kept playing the keyboard in C# Minor, the sad notes. I was thinking, "Why is she more concerned about my glasses than my emotions? Why aren't you lecturing HIM?"
When she stopped, I left outside to cool down. But it just didn't work. I looked into my cell phone and went through the contacts, how I wished to be those people...my friends, my relatives, who always had the better life. I looked at the moon which was full. I left the property for a walk and I had 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' by Green Day in my mind (it happened to fit my situation)..."I walk a lonely road, the only one I have ever known". I finally reached the park where I found a homeless man sleeping on the bench. I wanted to find a place to crash, because I went to far. I left to the Movie Theatre, which was called Century Theatres because there was a very good strip of benches, fountains and a mini clock tower. On my way there, I got scared because this dog came running at me, found out this punk was giving him a walk (scary at night, I meant). I found a car garage building where a spiral of stairs led up to the roof, I had suicidal thoughts because I felt like my life was too much to handle....thoughts escalated through the fact I ran away. I fanally reached the bench strip in front of Century Theatres, and I sat there watching the small clock tower (bout the height of a street lamp) for a few minutes, and decided this is where I will crash for the night.
I looked into my cell phone and I had 4 missing calls, all from my brother. I thought I missed them because I put the phone in Silent. I then turned the phone on ring. 10 Minutes later, my Dad (whom just came from work) called my phone and I answered quickly...a few moinutes later, I saw his head lights, he was here. He came to me followed by my brother and said "Wassup Man", and put his arm around me. He led me to the car and we drove home...he told me my mom cried.
When we got home, my dad gave me a talk about anger emotions, how its natural, and advised me to read the book he gave me for christmas 3 years ago. It dealt with stress, anger, and aeverything that associates with life. He gave me a hug, and I went to sleep. The next morning, the first thing I saw was my mom, and I hugged her.
I'm in hell...
Posted by , 03 August 2005 - 03:28 PM
I have summer reading yet to do for my AP Classes
I have 4 Books and 3 Papers to do on the books
3 Books are 200+ pages, one is just under that
I only have one month!

Does anyone think I can finish it all in just 2 weeks? Thats my goal.
I have 4 Books and 3 Papers to do on the books
3 Books are 200+ pages, one is just under that
I only have one month!

Does anyone think I can finish it all in just 2 weeks? Thats my goal.
What he doin'...
Posted by , 14 May 2005 - 03:51 AM
Today, I was watching TV. I sat on the high chair, leaned on my elbows from bordom while staring at the TV, watching commercials and music videos and what not...the typical day of non-production...
I hear the phone ring, and so I lazily get up off my high chair and wabble toward the curio and look down at the phone's caller ID, my mom. I pick up the phone and I say the frequent 'hello?', and so my mom asks how I was doing. "Fine fine, never better". Not actually waht I said, but my mom asked if my brother was home from his friends house, I say yes and he is in the computer room. "Let me talk to him" says my mom, having no idea what she wants to talk to him about.
And so I let my arm drop to my side, still gripping the phone and walk to the computer room, looking up at the ceiling to a day of laziness. I reach the computer room and thrust my hand at the knob with my vacant arm, hesitate, and open the door. To my 'non-surprising' shock, I see my brother sitting on the chair clicking away, minimizing all the windows he could as fast as he can, not knowing that I had already glanced at the images of porn on the computer screen.

tsk tsk tsk
I hear the phone ring, and so I lazily get up off my high chair and wabble toward the curio and look down at the phone's caller ID, my mom. I pick up the phone and I say the frequent 'hello?', and so my mom asks how I was doing. "Fine fine, never better". Not actually waht I said, but my mom asked if my brother was home from his friends house, I say yes and he is in the computer room. "Let me talk to him" says my mom, having no idea what she wants to talk to him about.
And so I let my arm drop to my side, still gripping the phone and walk to the computer room, looking up at the ceiling to a day of laziness. I reach the computer room and thrust my hand at the knob with my vacant arm, hesitate, and open the door. To my 'non-surprising' shock, I see my brother sitting on the chair clicking away, minimizing all the windows he could as fast as he can, not knowing that I had already glanced at the images of porn on the computer screen.
tsk tsk tsk
My Confession(apology)
Posted by , 02 May 2005 - 04:51 AM
I would like to apologize to everyone...especially skeptics.
I posted a thread in the spirituality forum and o my holy cow, how immature was that. When I saw that someone posted a 'Will religion ever end?' thread, I decided to get the punch line from these 'people', and aske them if they are ignorants or wisemen by posting a comback thread named 'How many of you skeptics', I only hope that one of the mods deleted it. I am so immature!!! But I was so enflamed by the religion thread!! I feel bad now...*sigh*
request: Anyone wanna tell me how its going on in that thread? Please? Cause i'm not going back in there...
I'm not returing to this forum again. Now I see why Faeden and Bobbie McRobbie had to leave, and my guess as to why I lost so many other Christians and believers in this thread, its the sheer war and hatred that occurs every day between each others beliefs. Well, i'm not going to take it anymore! I made an oath to myself, or to whom I believe in that I will never return to this forum again...how ignorant, its like i'm always looking for a fight with skeptics...go to the spirituality forum, you might find my thread...but i'm not going.
I'm going to quit the Believers Corps as well, seeing that taking sides in a war is something I don't want to partake in anymore. aquatus1 was correct whan I asked him for his opinion about these clubs. Now I experienced first hand as to why its not that worth it. I'm sorry to all you believers, but I can't stand conflict anymore.
However, due to SaRuMaN and dAz's exceptional minds to put a video game and artistic section to this thread, I will not leave. I will go to this site to the none-war threads, my interests in video gaming/graphic arts, its what I like. And I thank you forum administrators for making that.
I also apologize for making this too long.
I posted a thread in the spirituality forum and o my holy cow, how immature was that. When I saw that someone posted a 'Will religion ever end?' thread, I decided to get the punch line from these 'people', and aske them if they are ignorants or wisemen by posting a comback thread named 'How many of you skeptics', I only hope that one of the mods deleted it. I am so immature!!! But I was so enflamed by the religion thread!! I feel bad now...*sigh*
request: Anyone wanna tell me how its going on in that thread? Please? Cause i'm not going back in there...
I'm not returing to this forum again. Now I see why Faeden and Bobbie McRobbie had to leave, and my guess as to why I lost so many other Christians and believers in this thread, its the sheer war and hatred that occurs every day between each others beliefs. Well, i'm not going to take it anymore! I made an oath to myself, or to whom I believe in that I will never return to this forum again...how ignorant, its like i'm always looking for a fight with skeptics...go to the spirituality forum, you might find my thread...but i'm not going.
I'm going to quit the Believers Corps as well, seeing that taking sides in a war is something I don't want to partake in anymore. aquatus1 was correct whan I asked him for his opinion about these clubs. Now I experienced first hand as to why its not that worth it. I'm sorry to all you believers, but I can't stand conflict anymore.
However, due to SaRuMaN and dAz's exceptional minds to put a video game and artistic section to this thread, I will not leave. I will go to this site to the none-war threads, my interests in video gaming/graphic arts, its what I like. And I thank you forum administrators for making that.
I also apologize for making this too long.
I ain't lying
Posted by , 07 April 2005 - 12:09 AM
Today when the mail man arrived, I ambushed him and strangled him. I brought him to school and I stuffed him in my locker without anyone noticing. When I got to class, my teacher wanted me to write a 500 page essay due in an hour. I revolted on my teacher, and made her pay by running over her classroom with a bull dozer that attracted the attention of the school bullies. I took out my colt .45 and shot them all.
There was blood and guts everywhere, so I called for the clean up crew who turned out to be the Gang-Banger Mafia. They massacred the school, hid everyones body in the school gym and I poured gasoline on them and burned them. I was head of the opperation, now I will get the revolution I deserve.
Heres my Colt .45:

The devils not laughing today, I had my clique jump him.
Is that right moderator, not very smart of me? I'm never smart.
There was blood and guts everywhere, so I called for the clean up crew who turned out to be the Gang-Banger Mafia. They massacred the school, hid everyones body in the school gym and I poured gasoline on them and burned them. I was head of the opperation, now I will get the revolution I deserve.
Heres my Colt .45:

The devils not laughing today, I had my clique jump him.
Is that right moderator, not very smart of me? I'm never smart.
Pathetic
Posted by , 05 April 2005 - 01:50 AM
I cried today because i'm not disciplined...i'm pathetic. I even thought of trying to slit my own throat so my mom and little brother would shut up. I ignored my mom today because she made me angry, so I sat there thinking how worthless my life is.
And then I took the rosarie on my head board, and I questioned the man on the cross why he wouldn't talk back to me, of all the times I talked to him. Then I heard the song, 'Hate it or Love it' on my brothers TV from the other room, and I took the rosarie and kissed it. I told Jesus, 'Please forgive me', and I went on the computer to listen to the G-Unit remix of 'Hate it or Love it'.
Then I thought if my dreams were to ever come true, out of all the people I had in my mind...cheering for them to follow their own dreams when I think otherwise for me.
What a life....I need more suffering.....theres just not enough in my life right now.
[edit=30 minutes later]
Just earlier ago, I apologized to my mom for ingoring her when she asked me if I had homework. I did that because she bought me ice cream while I typed the above portion, I thought that was sweet. So I finished my dinner she made me, I thank God for her now.
Hate it or love it the underdogs on top, I just cant't stop listening to that song.
And then I took the rosarie on my head board, and I questioned the man on the cross why he wouldn't talk back to me, of all the times I talked to him. Then I heard the song, 'Hate it or Love it' on my brothers TV from the other room, and I took the rosarie and kissed it. I told Jesus, 'Please forgive me', and I went on the computer to listen to the G-Unit remix of 'Hate it or Love it'.
Then I thought if my dreams were to ever come true, out of all the people I had in my mind...cheering for them to follow their own dreams when I think otherwise for me.
What a life....I need more suffering.....theres just not enough in my life right now.
[edit=30 minutes later]
Just earlier ago, I apologized to my mom for ingoring her when she asked me if I had homework. I did that because she bought me ice cream while I typed the above portion, I thought that was sweet. So I finished my dinner she made me, I thank God for her now.
Hate it or love it the underdogs on top, I just cant't stop listening to that song.
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