fuzzymoochicken's Journal
[Most Recent Entries]
[Calendar View]
[Friends]
Below are the 8 most recent journal entries recorded in
fuzzymoochicken's LiveJournal:
| Monday, September 13th, 2004 | | 11:32 am |
yeaho
Had to move this report onto here so I can print it out at school (since the printer here isn't working). Nobody laugh... I do suck at writing... In my dreams I see it clear, that place… A place that I would be able to describe better if I didn’t suck at writing…. Imagine if you will, a lake. A dark lake that you cannot see through, and a very peculiar tree with finger-like leaves clenching and swaying in the wind, with a light shining through. And no words or pictures can convey the sense the light gives… And as I enter the pool as dark as black gold, I feel the evil markings on my back burn away. It really freakin’ hurt, like taking out the eraser on the end of one of those metal mechanical pencils and then using it to scrape off your epidermis. Head & body deeply submerged, I found some sort of comfort in an (un?)familiar voice… Some sort of strange head approached me and began talking at me as if I knew him/her. And as the dark pool cleared up and became see-through the yellow lines on the head creature’s face lit up, and the head creature began dancing. It was dancing and smiling at me in the most peculiar way. Eventually, I wore tired of the pool, and slithered up out of the pool... only my body had become like a car (or something)… and while my body drove down the jungle path I could hear the sound of monkeys chirping at me… But I kept my eyes closed and dared not look at them… Then I came to these pointy diagonal steps and started going down them. It scraped up my body, however I didn’t notice for I was thinking so deeply. “Bodies are like cars.” I thought, “Brains go out and select one like you would a dealership… but my brain sure picked a lousy one.” This was of course because the brain inside this body was a f***ing idiot, which is a good thing that I never talk to it or are affiliated with it. At the bottom of the steps there was a little girl who was crying, however I paid no attention to her and ran her over without noticing. Still thinking. All these years spent watching this body and this brain do the stupidest shit… I am like a person being forced to watch some horrible reality tv show nonstop, so that another tv corporation can make another reality tv show off of it. Then suddenly I began thinking about the girl I ran over, who was probably as flat as a pancake by now. Um… well, maybe not that thick… think of like as thin as a pancake can be… like if you poked it with a fork it’d crumble away… that thin. Wait. What the hell was all this? This can’t be real… was I going mad? *dum dum dum* Sequel? | | Friday, June 11th, 2004 | | 8:25 pm |
| | 8:09 pm |
Time for an update, I guess...
Man, is the wait for the Final Battle long... and boring... today was just about the most boring day ever, next to yesterday... even the dream I had last night was boring (Part of it was about high school graduation, isn't that sad?) Basically nothing to do all day, but wander around the internet, read people's journals, listen to Babbette whining about some expiriment, watching horrible movies that horrible Miguzi thing (Code Lyoko, wtf?? You're keeping an evil computer alive, one that could possibly kill you all, because some horny nerdy kid likes talking to a girl who lives in it? Oh yeah, that's some storyline), and really not going out much... don't have many friends here... the last time i went out was last sunday... I snuck into my mom's car that evening and let Fluffy drive me around town and such... it was lots of fun, I haven't seen him in so long, since he's still being held captive... I miss him lots... :( So anyways, today I happened to make my own memgen... (thanks to chim for the cabbage). Oh, and faithy, about that graduation pic thingy... well, thanks to your prtscrn tactics, i have made the file small enough to upload, so here it is... http://img30.imageshack.us/img30/7256/johan2.jpg It was so hot in the gym that day... @_@ also note Jamie's baby in the picture ^_^ Well... enough updating for now... | | 1:38 pm |
Haha, beat you chimmy!!!1!
And don't think I don't know your secret... | fuzzymoochicken's LJ stalker is ollipeist! | | ollipeist is stalking you because he heard you are awesome in bed, and he wants to find out. He is also stalking the rest of your friends list! |
| | Thursday, June 10th, 2004 | | 8:53 pm |
I see these everywhere in my friend's posts and my friend's friend's posts, so I figured I'd try some myself... | F | Fresh | | U | Unforgettable | | Z | Zonked | | Z | Zany | | Y | Yum | | M | Misunderstood | | O | Odd | | O | Overwhelming | | C | Cute | | H | Humorous | | I | Insane | | C | Clumsy | | K | Kind | | E | Energetic | | N | Neglected |
Name Acronym GeneratorFrom Go-Quiz.comSorry for all the long entries... | | 2:39 pm |
A conversation with Katz
Katz: Nice picture Katz: XD Katz: i like your dog ^_^ Me: awwww... Me: Babbette... Katz: How old is she now? Me: Um... 17, I think... Katz: :S Me: :S ? Me: What? Katz: I didn't know dos lived that long... Katz: *dogs Me: Yeah... but Babbette was once a human, you see... Katz: :S Me: :S ? Me: What now? Katz: nothing... o.o Katz: *sits* Me: Well... at least that's just what Babbette told me... Me: But you know how girls like to lie about their age... Me: As a matter of fact, you may be lying to yourself about your own age... Me: You could actually be like a 20-something and not know it... Katz: huh?? o.o Katz: i'm 14 years old... Me: O contrare bonjour... That's what you what you want you to think... Me: The fact is, you've been lying to yourself for so long, you've begun to believe it all T_T Katz: No... I'm just a 14 year old girl who misses her boyfriend... Me: At least since you're a 20-something you can legally drink it away Katz: XD Such was the conversation with Lisa yesterday. This was the first time in months in which we had an actual conversation, and as usual I was delighting in confusing her and running all around the perimeters of her very sane logic. After that, it got very sad... Lisa talked about Gino and how he seemed to be planning on letting her go and stuff... and I tried to calm her down, as usual... but there were lots of good times, too. And nostalgia. Lisa inflated her eyeballs. I hugged them and squeezed between my fingers. Yeah, good times... XD | | 11:24 am |
Whee....
So there you have it. My introduction. As you can probably tell from the story, I am arrogant, conceited, and better than you all. ;P jk. Special thanks to Chimothy Sly, for giving me the idea for the "bustling metropolis" part. I owe you one man. Anyhow, feeling tired. Think I may go to sleep soon. Think I may go to sleep now. Current Mood: StupidCurrent Music: Apoptygma Berzerk - Paranoia | | Wednesday, June 9th, 2004 | | 9:59 pm |
Introduction
War. Blood. Fire. Death. The children of fear were not alone. For pain was everywhere. Innocents slaughtered. Men cowering and crying in fear. Love was seen nowhere but in the dark. Where technically you cannot see. Such was the situation over 2000 years ago. But then... He came. According to legend, a mighty warrior named Johan Rising Cesar mysteriously appeared, like a stray bullet out of heaven. Rumored to be the Illegitimate Son of God, he quickly rebuilt Rome is his own vision, from a broken city to a great empire. He singlehandedly defeated his enemies, crushed all their armies, and stopped all who would harm his people. He fought the cause of man, until finally one day the entire world was united under the Roman banner, and peace prospered throughout the land. It seemed everyone adored their King... their Emperor... But then, years later, there was dissent being made by someone within the kingdom. There was talk amongst the people, they began saying things like "Oh, Johan's not as great as he seems" and stuff. Others began believing that maybe Johan was too powerful... And so, as a result, Johan constantly became target to hundreds of people looking to become local heroes, or replace him at the throne. And the more people he was forced to beat up, the more he was made out by them to be a jerk. Until one day, when he returned from a fight in which he and his brother Jesus had stood up against God... They had both completely underestimated God's power, and so Johan returned home, badly beaten. But when he got home, it was not warmth and comfort he found, but a group of traitor people who immediately jumped him and began attacking. And attacking. And attacking. Until finally, after 3 whole months of stabbing him with a sword, shooting him with a gun, and hitting him with a car, Johan passed out. The traitors then threw his body upon a fire, and celebrated. And nobody missed him at all... That was, until a mysterious force known as The Man came... Hired by God, The Man was far too powerful for them. The grip of the dirty, masturbated hand of the Man spread across the land like wildfires, and they suddenly began regretting their mutinizing ways. But it was far too late. Try as they might to fight The Man, in the end, they were defeated. Once that was done, The Man wasted no time in changing the history books. He changed Johan Cesar's name to Julius Caesar. He made Jesus seem like he was on God's side, and then formed a religion on it, which made God out to be good and Rome out to be bad. And then, as the final nail in the coffin, he made the new lie-based religion's headquarters in Rome, the Roman Catholic Church (which still exists to this day). All hope was lost. Or so it seemed... There were some whispers across the world... Rumors that Johan Rising Cesar did not die on that fateful night... Rumors that Johan Rising Cesar was still alive to this day... In fact, would you believe the one who has been writing all this is indeed Johan Rising Cesar himself...? |
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
fuzzymoochicken's journal