WHY WON'T YOU EFFIN' DIE?

amsay_x @ 2009-08-13T22:20:00

2009-08-14T02:32:28Z

She was actin' pretty <- Brendon's Pretty, and Ryan Ross knows this.
Thought she owned the city <- Sorry, Ry, but he does most of the time. Dat Ass 8D
But, someone should of told her that pretty ain't a job. <- Getting harsh, aren't we now? Jealous?

Now she begs for money <- Okay, now that's just mean, Ryan.
No one calls her honey <- I think people will start, to spite you, CokeHead
As she bothers shoppers in the parkin' lot. <- See Prostitution is the World's Oldest Profession (And I, Dear Madame, am a Professional) by Cobra Starship. We know how buddy-buddy Ryan is with them. No wonder B seems to hate them...

Gets her karma with a catch <- Implying Panic! shall phailwhale?
Forget superstition by wearin' it backwards <- Switched tunes?
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats. <- See: @jennvatd @theeternalsea @amsay's discussion on how Ry's band should be The Three Hobo's.
Some people never change, <- Just because Brendon liked something different doesn't mean you can bitch omfg. Did he cheat on you? Like fuck...
They just stay the same way <- Brendon may not have changed, but he didn't change into a cokehead, now did he?

I swear this like a sailor, <- They don't let you do coke in the Navy, Ry.
Love is not a favor <- OICNAO. You and B got into a row, and he said he was just with you to keep you happy, and you took it srsly. I'd be pissed too...
I find its just a concept that we live inside <- We know you lived inside him, Ryan. 8D
If you can agree with me and Mr.Twain <- Jon is Mr. Twain, I assume, and you want everyone to be on your side...
In matters of opinion
Our rivals are insane. <- ...That Brendon and Spencer have gone apeshit?

Forget superstition by wearin' it backwards
Lives under ladders and sleeps with black cats.
Some people never change,
They just stay the same way
.
Some people never change,
They just stay the same way
Some people never change,
They just stay the same way

Change, change, change <- Mhm
Change, change, change <- Yeap, we know.
Change, change, change <- Okay, we got it...

______________________________________________

I feel the salty waves come in
I feel them crash against my skin
And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win
There's a haze above my TV
That changes everything I see
And maybe if I continue watching
I'll lose the traits that worry me
(Okay, it seems to me like Brendon is all "Yaaaayyyyyy" right now. He's not supposed to, he's supposed to be all "Baaaw". Or maybe it's an "Oh, I feel sad, BUT I AM GLAD" because he's either a sadist, or one of those whimpy emotional types.)

Can we fast-forward to go down on me?
Stop there and let me correct it
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
You come along because I love your face
And I'll admire your expensive taste
And who cares divine intervention
I wanna be praised from a new perspective
But leaving now would be a good idea
So catch me up on getting out of here
(Okay, you feeling bad now? I thought you were happy/sad, not apologetic. It seems like you want to appologize to Ryho, but you don't want to do what he wants. You want him to <3 you for you, but you don't want him to be miserable or something. I don't know. You are a confusing boy, Brendon. I am greatly concerned.)

Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time
We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine
And I would wait and watch the hours fall in a hundred separate lines
But I regain repose and wonder how I ended up inside
(Brendon, bb, this is about Ryho again, isn't it? He's all movin' on full blown, onto doing coke lines with hot blonde chicks, and you are all standyby-ey, just wonderin' "Why the fuck am I still here?" amirite?)

Can we fast-forward to go down on me?
Stop there and let me correct it
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
You come along because I love your face
and I'll admire your expensive taste
And who cares divine intervention
I wanna be praised from a new perspective
But leaving now would be a good idea
So catch me up on getting out of here

More to the point, I need to show
How much I can come and go
Other plans fell through
And put a heavy load on you
I know there's no more that need be said
When I'm inching through your bed
Take a look around instead and watch me go
(Panic at the Disco phailwhaled, and you made Ryan go crazy(though it's probably not hard) and you have parted ways or some shit. But why are you moving though his bed still. Was is break-up sex? Was it like, angry break-up sex, or sweet "You shall always be my first bandmate boyfriend" sex? And I assume Ryan is watching your ass as you walk through that door for the last time.)

Stop there and let me correct it
I wanna live a life from a new perspective
You come along because I love your face
and I'll admire your expensive taste
And who cares divine intervention
I wanna be praised from a new perspective
But leaving now would be a good idea
So catch me up on getting out of here

It's not fair, just let me perfect it
Don't wanna live a life that was comprehensive
'cause seeing clear would be a bad idea
Now catch me up on getting out of here
So catch me up I'm getting out of here
(Goodbye, bb D=)

amsay_x @ 2009-07-27T22:13:00

2009-07-28T02:14:48Z

RUSSIAN

amsay_x @ 2009-07-06T15:49:00

2009-07-06T20:48:51Z

Title: Some secret I mus share with you
Author: AmSay_x
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ryan/Brendon, Jon/Spencer, Alex Suarez/Nate Novarro, Alex Greenwald, Vicktoria Asher, Cobra Starship, Phantom Planet
POV: 3rd
Summary: 10 drabbles to iTunes. +2
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Unless my dad buys me them from christmas.
Beta:
Author Notes: I always found my writing bad...

Drive Away - Thomas Newman(The Lemony Snicket's Soundtrack)

Out of all the movie composers he'd heard, from Danny Elfman, to Patrick Doyle and John Williams, he was probably the best. The classical music was new to his ears; foreign, almost, but familiar. The strange way he placed sounds together, from gongs and cymbals to violins triangles. The wide variety of notes forming their way into a song, strange and unusual. Out of all the score he'd collected, Thomas Newman was his new found love mark.

This soundtrack was so far beautiful, and the music hit straight to the part one wanted it to. Like stated, so foreign, yet not. And when the music ended, and the thin boy looked up at the name called, he knew instantly where he'd heard something like it. The boy, young adult now, stared at his friend waving a DVD box wildly, indicating he found the one he wanted. The calls off "This one!" where also a dead give away.

Finding Nemo.

Lachrymose Ferry - Thomas Newman(again)

Boat rides where not his choice of transportation. They made him lose his footing, and his stomach contents...

But the affection afterwards was certainly worth it.

Dropped - Phantom Planet

Alex Greenwald was a great guy, Brendon knew this. He also knew that his band(or ex-band) made some really great music as well. There times he was envious of the beats and lyrics, and the times grew more and more through out the course of the last few weeks.

With the recent activity between Alex and Brendon's band mate, the brunette couldn't help to have his friendly envious feelings grow to a budding hatred of jealous rage. He'd prefer Ryan to be happy over almost anything else.

Brendon just didn't expect it to be with someone besides himself.

Sally's Song - Catherine O'Hara, Danny Elfman

The forums knew, the fans new, the communities and the twitter followers knew. They all knew. It was like they could sense the tension, and the sadness between the four of them. Especially the twitter followers. As if they kept track of how many tweets where sent to whom, and when they where, and so on and so fourth.

It was flattery, in a sense, that they cared so much. That the @replies asked what was wrong. But heaven forbid they ever respond. It was basically an unspoken rule. Sometimes, Brendon wanted to. But, he couldn't. They'd know soon enough.

One Man Show - Jonas Brothers

Zac Effron? People actually thought he was going to be the next Zac Effron? He knew the fans wouldn't take his departure very well. But he didn't think that they would almost instantly think he'd become a one man pop singer in Disney movies. Really, he didn't want to be the man of every preteen girls dreams. The idea of them playing Barbies with their Ken doll dressed up in vests while their Barbie played themselves.

The fans where amazing, yes, but when you tease teenage girls with little kisses and touches between your band mates, then call it quits almost instantly, they go a bit out of control. Ryan figured it was his fault, and he couldn't blame them.

The Carpal Tunnel Of Love - Fall Out Boy

Ever had that feeling of having a plastic bag placed over your head, then water poured into your mouth? Like drowning, only scarier, because it was all in your brain, and you could stop it a lot easier. Or the feeling of someone taking your heart, smashing it to bits, and then shoving it down your throat with and trying to console you by telling you that it's okay, you can still keep the pieces. Like it's basically the same thing, and it didn't just break your heart. Or the feeling of your best friend leaving you with your own boy or girlfriend, to pick up the pieces of the one the said friend hurt himself.

Like a brain freeze, where all you can think about is the world ending, but at the same time, you're thinking about the ones around you, and how you're to suck it up and live with it, so that you can make sure they're okay.

And you think later on, why you didn't take care of yourself first?

Incredibad - The Lonley Island

He had a scrap book, so sue him. It was basically the only thing he had left, now. His band mates said that they'd always be together, and that they'd be his personal living scrap book of memories. They always said that, when ever he added a movie ticket from a film they all saw, or the pictures of each other with their heads in trash cans passed out from alcohol amoung the years.

Brendon flipped through the pages, his body language saying that he was working on autopilot as his fingers caressed the pressed flowers, photo corners and fabric swatches from old costumes. All memories. Nothing tangible anymore. The items where just objects of everything he used to have.

It was so incredible, the time they had, and so bad the time they no longer will.

It was Incredibad.

Oh, It's Love - Hellogoodbye

Brendon always had the notion that love, between friends or lovers, would always be. Even the people he came to hate, he still had some affectionate nature to. That was just how he was. Someone could shoot his dog, and he'd still find something to love about the person. Always thought that, that feeling would stay, not matter what. People could leave him, hurt him, hurt his friends and family, and still, there would always be a bit of love between the person and Brendon.

Maybe that's why people did leave him. The ones he never thought would. Maybe they knew that Brendon would love them through thick and thin, no matter what they do. They didn't have to worry about what he thought of them, or what he'd do, because the brunette still cared. Like a friend who insulted another friend because they knew they would still like them.

But, the love didn't always dominate the sadness that usually came in a two-for one package.

Hogwart's Hymn - Patrick Doyle

They would always laugh at Brendon when he cried at the end of the first Harry Potter. Spencer never knew why they laughed, they just did. Not a mean one, a comforting one to say that it's okay. They never did know why Brendon cried at the end, either. Until the drummer asked, and he was greeted with a response along the lines of, "Because, I like to think that we'll always have the bond that Harry, Ron and Hermione have at the end of it."

They may always have that bond, but as of now, it will never be the same.

Hollaback Boy - Cobra Starship

Jon once asked Alex Suarez why Cobra Starship chose the lyrics and beats that they did when they made music. Jon also never forgot the sly little smile their label mate's bassist made. It was as if Alex told him a little unspoken secret about their band, one that Jon didn't really want to know about.

The smile, Jon always thought, meant, "We may have a far different music style, but our bands are more alike than you may think."

Jon was never able to look Alex or Nate the same way again. Especially when they where together. Maybe their bands where alike.

Bonus'!

Good Girls Go Bad (Ft. Leighton Meester) - Cobra Starship

Brendon hated Cobra Starship. He loved them at the same time. But this one of the few instances that the hate wormed it's way further up the emotion ladder. He loved the five of them, he did. Just, not very much. The love slowly went down more with every party they held, every after party they went to. Every Cobracam.tv episode they made. Their growing fame took away that of their own band. They where getting to good, and Brendon wished uping the Cobras the fate of Phantom Planet.

He didn't like to blame anyone, but how could he not, when the Cobra's where so easy to?

Big Yellow Taxi - Joni Mitchell

Ryan always wondered why Zack seemed to show a dislike for Canada. The venues they played in their sister country where always filled with fans, albeit not as many as their larger USA shows. But, they did have less than a tenth of the American population living there. Though, they where easy to make fun of, the country was filled with such a... natural beauty. One Ryan always wished he could go an explore more.

Sure, America had the rockies, and the nature reserves. But they weren't like the one's here in their northern companion. The crystal blue glacier waters, and the snow. Oh, the snow. Ryan rarely saw snow, it was such a beautiful thing, white and perfect. It was cold, and he didn't do cold, but he liked looking at it.

Canada had a... natural beauty about it. Much like his lead singer, but shh. Ryan didn't do his lead singer(yet, anyways), but he

omg?

2009-05-14T20:13:42Z

So, after going totally ape shit on:

Why being a vegatarian/vegan is wrong
Why human kind is a failed experiment from the universe
Why Hitler really just needed his dads support
Why we're all spawns from our African ancestors
Why my facts are totally based on shit I know
And how Gabe is the next Indina Jones...

I've finallty gotten to my main key point.

Zooombies

Now, SOBs, I've come up with a plot.

It includes this:

Brendon in tight leather, a motor cycle, M1 Assult Rifle and Machette, and Ryan Ross ruining his eye line, and Zombies.

Oh, and Spencer getting shot in the face.

HAVE FUN!

Prolouge time.

;D I did not do it.

2009-02-18T22:05:16Z

Seriously, whoever made all those copies of Brendon Urie's Rolling Stone face in the school library, as well as the newly edited "JOBOHOES!" with meanie drawings, and left them fly around the room, well, they're a major douche.

I did not do it. ;D

A Recipe For Collection

2009-02-17T21:50:09Z

Music, flower, sugar and sweets,
The bliss where ingredients meet.
Mixing with sadness, stirring with joy,
A certain way, a certain ploy.

Life maybe drab,
Filled with heartbreak,
And with hate.
But who's to say,
That it's much to late?

You can make it better,
You know you can,
Perfecting mixtures,
Memorizing words,
numbers
and abbreviations.

Beat in the sorrow,
With the infuriation.
Sift the love,
Through the wire,
Notice the clumps,
Of lust and desire.

The things you want eliminated,
The feelings you wish gone,
Can leave through,
The sun that's shone.

What's left of life,
What can you make?
Through such a times,
You feel obligated to bake.

For agony, depression,
Happiness, and love.
All it takes,
Is that one quick shove.

The crack of an egg,
An emotion comes through.
Hitting the solids,
Of the things you once knew.

Fold it together,
Mix it to one.
Thicken the batter,
For what's to come.

Into a pan,
Greased by self-image,
The pre-heated oven,
Soon to melt it away.

Despite the oils,
And the calories alike.
By the time the buzzer goes off,
You're feeling alright.

The oven mits, placed on your hands,
Keeping away the heat,
A few might demand.

Not giving in,
Not giving up.
Not what anyone says,
Or what any one wants.

This belongs to you,
The delection in your palms.
Once the burning dies down,
You're mind will be calm.

The quick panic is over,
Now placed in icing,
Cooled and dark,
Now making it's mark.

Into slices,
As your mind now is,
Calm and collected,
Through the timely bake.

Because as everyone knows,
The things we make,
The feelings we show,
Hate, Anger, Frustration,
Things we know.
Happiness, Love, Joy.
Mixed in with anticipation.

They're all still here,
But not alone.

By: Samantha Whipps

D= Sad day

2009-02-11T21:48:03Z

Lost my iPod in Eco Challenge* today while I was bawling my eyes out over the Inconvient Truth.

Thankfully, in the middle of fifth period Fashion, I realized it, and booked it from the classroom into room 219, and asked the tecaher if he found it.

He said he didn't, BUT HE DID, because I found it in my locker at the end of the day wrapped in a blue paper that said "Found this after 3rd Period Eco, Sam, be more carefull.

-Thomson

P.S. Put some Frank Sinatra on that thing. That's real muisc, way better then that Panic crap you have on there now."

I was all "OKAY I WILL PUT FRANK SINATRA ON THERE BECAUSE IT WAS FOUND AND THE KELPTOS IN SCHOOL DIDN'T GET IT! =D"

Frank is now on my iPod.

<3 Sam

*Eco Challenge: An out door senior co-ed gym class that spends it's time fixing the enviornment while winter camping and dog sledding.

D=

2009-02-11T03:26:39Z

SOMEONE JUST SAID THAT IF TWILIGHT WAS A PERSON, THE PERSON WOULD BE THE EXACT SAME AS ME!

I am offended greatly.

<3 Sam

Oh, I forgot!

2009-02-11T02:49:54Z

Forgot something.

Anyways, I had this crazy dream last night. I was at the BND2 concert, and for some reason I was talking with Gabe, and the only thing I can remeber was this:

Gabe: " 'Sup?"
Me: "Nothin', you?"
G: "Nothin'"
Me: "Wizzer...?"
G: "Whacko"
Me: "Rad"
G: "Groovy"
Me: "Double smack with total knobs."
G: "Totally."
Me: "Yeaaaa man...."
G: "Duuuude...."

It reminded me oddly of a conversation one would have with someone while smoking cannibas...

OH WELL!

D=< I don't like people anymore.

2009-02-11T02:43:04Z

'Kay, it's been like, seven days into our second semster, AND I AM ALREADY FORCED TO DO AN ENTIRE PROJECT ON EDIA OF THE NINTEEN TWENTIES ON MY OWN BECAUSE MY PARTNER IS A HYPOCRITAL ANNOYING BITCH! D=<
SHE'S BUGGING ME ME NOT DOING WORK AND SHE DID JACK SHIT THIS ENTIRE TIME AND I ALWAYS DO MY WORK AT THE LAST MINUTE(My motivation is knowing I will fail if I dont do it now, I know, I know, bad habit. Leave me alone! D=< AT LEAST I DO IT!) ANYWWAYS!

I HAVE TO WRITE AND CREATE A FABBY PROJECT ABOUT THE 20'S ON MY OWN NOW AND THIS INCLUDES DANCING ALONE WITH A PARTNER WHO DOESN'T WANT TO DANCE!

OH.

MY.

GOD SHOOT ME! ANGER ISSUES I NEED MY MOTHERS HAPPY CALM PILLS SERIOUSLY OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!

<3 Sam =D

P.S. Brendon makes me giggle. Lulz.

Crazy fucking dream last night

2009-02-04T03:00:06Z

Okay, so i had this crazy weird dream last night. And man, was it ever crazy. It was like HOLY FUCK.

It was like, two dreams though. All I know for the first one is that I had like, eighty billion hamsters in cages, and one kept chewing its way out. And then I was looking for one on the streets, and the hasmter morphed into this blonde chick. And she was all "DOOD, I NEED HELPS!" and I'm like "wtf? HAMSTER LADY!" and we end up going to this weird room house thing with lots of other hamster people, and ti was really blue, and we're walking through it on this crazy mission. So, we end up talking to this guy who was, like, Edward Cullen or something.

And he's telling us about this bull dog who was really Pete Wentz in dog form, and then he had his little buddy which was a blue cat. I assume this is Gabe and it represents is Sissy Cat tattoo. And so Pete-Dog morphs into Pete, and he's like "Follow the yellow brick road" and I'm just all "Dood, this is Canada, we dont have fucking yelloow brick roads here. We're not Kansas." and then the blue cat bit me. So, I kicked it. And the Hamster Lady smaked me upside the head, and we continues on down a road some guy was painting yellow as we walked, and we ended up meeting my friend Charles, and he gave us a paper with a couplet on it that was something like "Once, I died. And you know I tried." and this was apparently some whacko fucking prohphecy, because everyone was flipping out.

Then I remember us having this crazy epic battle where it was raining pigs, and Brendon Urie came out of the sky with a Katana and got all Kill Bill on us, and then Ryan Ross was like "EDWARD CULLEN!" and I dont know why, but it was weird. And we ended up fighting the pigs and their demon lord Brendon Urie, and Ryan Ross ended up keeping his head and shrinking it.

And then William at the end was just walking around whistling the gilligans island tune with Gabe Kitty on his shoulder, and I was reminded greatly of my Uncle Andrew.

And a rainbow appeared, and the past lady bugs from my other dreasm came down raining Caramel Apple and Tangerine Jelly Bellies and declared me and Ryan Ross King and Queen of the Land That is Now Russia, and we're all "WHOO!"

And as me and Ryan where being coronized or whatever, Alex and Nate burst in with my friend Carley, and where all "DROP THAT CROWN!" and it was an Ella Enchanted Dance Off to Queen + Paul Rodgers or whatever.

Fucked up shit.

Sterotypes

2009-02-04T02:45:03Z

Okay, let me just make it clear how STUPID I think Anti-Sterotyping is.

Oh my Gabe, I sound like fucking Hitler or something saying that. XD

Anyways, I'm going to start off with Sterotypes.

FUCK YOU GUYS, AND YOUR FUCKING "Oh meh gawds, mens can so totz be stay at home dads 2!" shit. Because, you know what?! FUCK YOU, BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT? WE WHERE THE ONES TO START THAT WHOLE STEROTYPE AND YOU ALL BROUGHT IT ON YOURSELVES WITH YOU STUPID CRAP NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT BUT PEOPLE LIKE YOU! SERIOUSLY!
SERIOUSLY!?

SERI-FUCKING-OUSLY?!

I mean, c'mon? HOW MANY MEN WILL STAY AT HOME AND TAKE CARE OF BRATTY KIDS UNLESS THEIR GAY?! Why dont you all fucking say "Oh, MEN CAN HAVE BABIES TOO!" YOU WONT BECAUSE IT WONT FUCKING HAPPEN! YOU MIGHT AS WELL THOUGH! D=<

Anyways, just shut up about that. AND WOMENS RIGHTS?! WOMEN HAVE LESS RIGHTS NOW?! OH, REALLY? Then why, to tell, we can get away with ANYTHING when up against a man? Because I could be all "-slap- Dontchoo be lukin' at uther gurls foo!" to my boyfriend, but he can't be all "BEYOOTCH, GET THE FUCK OF MEH BEST FRIEND, SKANK! -slaps-" Because it's wrong to hit a girl, but right to hit a guy? WHAT? CAN'T GUYS HIT GIRLS TOO? STEROTYPES! THAT'S STEROTYPING RIGHT THURRR!

Cold, tired and giggy.

2009-01-23T15:03:34Z

Okay, so, it''s been aabout 18 hours since we last saw out guys on Cobrah Cam.

I got some sleep last night for the first time in 48 hours. Only five hours of it ebcause my dad wanted to know about text messages that I didn't get...

I'm going to sleep now that they've shut up.

Shelves up, babies, shelves up.

-AmSay

Fuck.

2009-01-21T16:36:59Z

Fuuuuuck, does this song ever end?

-clicks the next button-

I DON'T WANNA FUCKING LISTEN TO MARYLIN MANSON! Who the HELL names themselves that, anyways? Or their kid, I don't know anymore.

Jesus christ, fix it, Brendon urie and your crazy eye balls. -attempts telekenisis to make her poster dance-

Pft, this shit never works.

See, last night, I had a dream that my Cobra Starship glasses and Panic at the Disco posters would come in the mail today(I pay 20 bucks shipping and it's not here after two and a half weeks, BITCHES) and then it came in my dream(so it has to come today), but it turned out all I got is my lounge poster and some stupid paramore buttons.

So, I email them and I'm like 'Doods, I DID NOT ORDER STUPID PARAMORE BUTTONS!" and then Ryan Ross some how emailed me and was like "That happens a lot" and we had an email conversation about kittens and jelly beans, and how his favourite flavour is tangerine.

...Then I woke up and I was sad.

- Sam

P.S.

I really hope Ryan Ross' favourite Jelly Belly flavour is not tangerine, because those ones are good, and should an occassion arise where me and Ryan Ross are somehow eating Jelly Belly's together, I don't want him eating them all. He can have the icky pear ones. D=

forensics class

2009-01-21T16:35:02Z

I hate this course. Serously, I do.

-_-' I don't give a flying fuck about adenne and how it's an ingredient in protiens that are BROKEN DOWN INTO AMINO ACIDS THEN MADE INTO FUCKING PROTIENS AGAIN!

Like, wtf? Why doesn't our body just keep them protiens on the first place? When I ask this, I get a stare from Mister Gee(He's a douche), and then ignored.

I still don't know the answer, maybe I'll wikipedia it.

Fucking forensics. -_-' How do we get from developing latent prints with silver nitrate, to ninhydrin and then Food Nutrients and then to spraying pigs blood at each other then making fire works?

If that's what they do in the forensics business, then it doesn't seem like a serious set of jobs.

What kind of lawfull jobs give people the right to have blood fights? HMMM!?

Back to studing for my EXAM WHICH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TODAY BUT ISN'T! Fuckers.

Oh well, I have my lucky Panic poster to get me through these tough ti- SHUT THE FUCK UP PARAMORE, NO ONE LIKES YOU AND YOUR MISERY BUSINESS AND YOUR HOUR GLASS BODIES!

- Sam

P.S. I'm in a bitch mood. ;D

The tension builds.

2009-01-21T05:20:54Z

Fucking hate you all! D=<

Please, don't stalk me.

2009-01-21T02:42:43Z

I accidentally made the mistake of posting my home adress in my last entry, and I noitced if you go over it, you can find a map to my house and you can see it via GoogleMaps.

Please, kindly do not map quest me, and come banging on my door asking for Brendon Urie's monster can with his autograph on it, don't bother, because I have it locked in a box so my mom wont throw it away.

See, I had to put a lock on this ugly pink Baby Fat purfume box because I keep personal things like letters, buttons, and things in it.

SHE THRE IT ALL OUT ONCE AND MY SMASH BOX MAKE UP AND GASPARD ULLIEL AUTOGRAPH AND MY NEW EYE LINER AND MY AWESOME DRAWING OF GABE AND WILL GOT TOSSED!

I WANTED TO SEND IT TO THEM! D=

I think they would have appreciated two stick figures of themseleves with big, creepy mouths holding hands. I know my idiot forensics teacher liked his. ;D

In case you people who don;t read this are wondering, I hate my Forensics teacher. I've had him teach all my science classes since the beginning of Grade Nine, and we hate each other. So, I act like this super sweet, stupid kid and draw him pictures and act like this innocent sarcastic kid in all of his classes just to piss him off.

He so kept that picture of him and my friend Kelly kissing.

- Sam

P.S.

I'm bored.

Quizilla

2009-01-21T02:34:55Z

See, for several weeks a few years back, I was obsessed with Quizilla.

I now go on it from boredom(I should be studying for my Forensics exam tommorow, but it's not importnant, and if I fail, meh, so what?) for the first time, in like, forever.

Nothing. Changed. Well, the lay out did, but the same stupid "Lol, what kind of vampire are you" quizzes still remain. I'm going to take one!

Oh, here's a good one: <a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/8459227/what-makeup-are-you" target="_blank">What Make Up Are You?</a>

WHAT MAKE UP WILL I BE?! EYE LINER? LIP GLOSS? ANAL LUBE?!

1. My Favourite Shoes are...
[x] Converse(I only own them...)
[] Flats
[] Pumps
[] Boots

2. My Friends Are...
[] Everyone hates them but me!
[] I dont even like them...
[] They are my little pets (XD)
[x] We are all like sisters

3. After school I...
[] Homework(Yea... right...)
[x] Friends and Shopping
[] Inside, stupid parents!
[] Boys boys boy

4. My Boy is... (WHAT IF I WAS DATING A GIRL, HM?!)
[] Funny
[] Smart
[] Sweet
[x] Insane...(...Because he is, really, he attempted to smoke a five dollar bill wrapped around chocolate and sea foam]

5. I hate...
[x] McDonalds
[] Rich Girls (I'm offended slightly)
[] My parents
[] x BFs

6. School
[] All A, Duh!
[] B's and C's
[] Do I have to say?
[x] It varies [Yea, from D's to F's]

7. Sleep Over at my House!
[] Food, Food, Food
[] Nails & Movies!
[] Internet
[x] Extreme Truth or Dare

8. On the weekends I...
[x] Shopping!
[] Text like a mad woman (I COULD BE A GUY!)
[] Go the the Gym
[] Whatever i feel like...

9. Your parents... (You can't describe my parents... Ever)
[] Crazy and Over Protective
[x] Fund my life(Best option)
[] Could give less of crap about me
[] I love them.

What, NO ALL OF THE ABOVE OPTION!? BECAUSE THEY BUY MY LOVE AND WONT LET ME GET MARRIED AND I LOVE AND I HATE THEM WTF! POLICE! POILICE! TAKE THEM AWAY! AGAIN! ;D

9. You are here because...
[] I always am (HHAHAHAHA)
[] Friends told me to
[] Don't know
[x] Long story

NOW, PEOPLE, LET'S SEE WHAT I GOT!

Eyeshadow

You have this style that shows your inner life and feelings. You have many beautiful features complented by a great body! Go on and show how you can spend and live like a diva!

In Conclusion:

This test was somewhat accurate, though I think I got this on pure luck. I have an obsession with eye make up and eye shadow, it is my way or expressing my self, and it's my art. Make up wise, it's the only thing I do to my face save for a natural shade of lip stick and the few occasions where I need cover up to cover my once-in-a-while zits.

<3 Eye Make Up.

I blame you, Ryan Ross, for making me be you for Hallowe'en.

No one knew who I was, and my idiot forensics teacher thought I was a PURPLE. TIGER. WITH A ZEBRA IN MY VIEW! ... Because Lions are purple and have black and white and purple eye make up with messanger hats and bright blush on their face.

What is this world comming to?

-Sam

Ohshat.

2009-01-21T01:55:36Z

I think i just broke my computer. It's making the demonic cricket chips of death.

I wonder how long it will take this time to stop.

I'll just drown the sound out with some Jonas Brothers.

Yes, I like the Jonas Brothers.

But, if the rare and "probably-wont-happen" event where them and Panic at the Disco tour together, I'll personally assassinate them, because they should not share the stage with Sexy Panic.

EVER!

=D

2009-01-21T01:22:51Z

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...Wtf?

2009-01-21T00:40:37Z

Why the hell am I making one of these? Oh yea, right, so i can comment on people's fan fictions.

I have no life...

-Sam