Ranting series 2

I’m gonna start a series of rants soon, to vent off everything I’ve had in my chest. Here’s a little video to give you an idea.

Get ready.

Written Proof

The above is the title to an essay I wrote in high school, which I happened to find by chance the other day. This particular essay was the catalyst for quite a commotion way back when. I was summoned to the counselor’s office for a rather lackluster meeting with the counselor, then asked if I wanted my parents to be informed of our meeting (in which absolutely nothing significant was said), to which I replied a flat no and stormed out of her office, only see my parents in the office two days later, to then find myself at the school psychologist’s office a week later. Bah. Admittedly, the meeting with the psychologist was fun, as I figured what she’d be looking for and played her game. Naturally, she found nothing emotionally wrong with me. TAKE THAT, ADVANCED PLACEMENT ENGLISH LITERATURE AND COMPOSITION TEACHER! Normally, I wouldn’t be too proud of the stuff I wrote in high school, but after reading this one again, I find that I actually really like it. The whole ordeal must’ve made me hate the essay back then. Anyhow, I’ve completely reproduced it for you after the break, with no editing whatsoever. The assignment was to write about why we write.

An ode

I feel poetic today, so I decided to write an ode to that which both women and men enjoy, though not in equal measure

This wondrous feeling
is inside my mouth
a better day of my life
taken through this route

I know some may say
you should not be in here
I savor it either way
I have nothing to hide nor fear

the essence in my mouth
flips as  I twirl my tongue
around it,  as I make it jump
and it sticks where it belongs

it is pearly white
and  caresses my teeth
though it’s presence only noted
as I blow

It tingles my taste buds
wow, it’s been a while
since last I had some of you
sticking in my smile

you came out of a stick
and with equal measure I adore
your origin and your purpose
in which my mouth you soar

whatever ingredients you’re made of
indeed it’s the combination
that everyone needs
for a little recreation

I am grateful for having you in
now that its my time to swallow
but I ‘ll keep thinking of you
when your next turn follows

and now you’re gone, until tomorrow
my mouth feels fresh
and reeks of your presence
but I feel relieved
that I tasted you once more
my own
my delicious
Mentos. The Freshmaker.

abandoned

I’ve decided to continue my latest emo trend with an additional emo rant. Now that you have the visual material, it’s easy to portray me at my emoyest. Now..

Apparently, the new year resolution of all my friends is to forget me. Like, I was called and I called and there was constant communication and happiness between all my friends, and after January 6th, everyone who was supposed to call me to gang out, didn’t. What, did I die and I haven’t noticed? Sure, I haven’t called back, but wouldn’t that be weird. Like, “hey, remember me? I was your friend once!”. Mayaguez alreayd started classes and I haven’t heard about anything nor anyone.  Thank guys. Really appreciate it.

*sob*

I wonder if I disappeared, would anyone care? *sob*

*cries*

Ok that was really lame. I can’t believe people can actually put it with that for more than a month, and I believe less that there are those who call this a lifestyle. I should go listen to Iron Maiden or something…

With the new year comes new interests

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what kind of gas is a burp?                   1
feel gas in intestines                            1
how to induce farting                            1

In the year 2007, bodily gases are all the rage. Those who are capable of releasing them at will are considered gods amongst men, full of knowledge and wisdom. Some of them even retreat to mountain tops, and mere mortals journey to the far reaches of the Earth for their sound advice.

whacking off with a friend                     1

And, in the year 2007, whacking off with a friend is still some fucked up shit.

I’ll get the pictures from the vacation up soon*.

*Term has yet to be defined.

Formalities and a very merry New Emo Year

Well, how has it been going. I’m expecting a good smile and a very nice, fat, feast as a reply. These holidays have come and gone ridiculously fast, but they’ve been one of the best I’ve had.

So, since I have not officially said it, let me dispense the pleasentries (or however it’s spelled): Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I know we’ve all been busy in these capitalistic times, buying crap only to lose it a month later, but hey, such is life in these United States. I for myself invested in a gift to last the times: a brand new Xbox 360 bundle. So, that said, you probably can figure out for yourself why has there been  a lack of posting on this site. Let me tell you, dead Rising is ridiculously addicting and terribly difficult. I’ve also been busy with some website building, and of course, the video, which should be done sooner or later.What’s keeping me back is the lack of previewing files. That has made it uphill and syncing the frames to the music is a bitch. But yeah, enough stuff has kept me busy to be a valid excuse. Anyways,  you might be wonderig what’s the title about.

Well, I was thinking possible sections to PeanutCup and thought a fun one would be a “what if” section. Next, I thought  an easily smashable or funny concept, and tried to add myself to it. So, without further ado, I present a “what if” Zeraphil went Emo:
(Left the red-eye in for a more 3v1L touch)

Not a good idea huh? Stay tuned for a “what if” Ipsum went 80’s.