HELLO PEOPLE OF THE XANGA WORLD!

I have decided to move my blog off to a new blog hostee...

Yes... I have moved (most of you must be thinking... 'FINALLY')

NOW COME AND VISIT ME @

MY NEW BLOG!

Junior Year Schedule:

1. Creative Writing : Stanley

2. IB Chemistry: Thomason

3. French 3-4P: Brewer

4. Hon. Algebra 3-4: Holland

5. IB History of the Americas: Fishman

6. IB English 1-HP: Gregori

8. IB Art/Design 1H: Miller

I LOVE MY SCHEDULE!!!! YAH!~

But not school.... grrr...

Hello fellow students of the world and all the necessities of formality:

It has been a great pleasure to have been able enjoy this summer with all of you.  But now it is over...

Hell has risen once more and now we are on the verge of falling back into the basin of gehenna.  Oh woe is me, for I had hoped that we would rise above the status of a lowly student but I have been made wrong.

But do not fear, for we shall be strong and unite against this unholy abomination!  Yes! We shall!

Unite with me brothers and sisters!  We shall take this horrible monstrosity and throw it back into the abyss!

Anger is not a word that can describe my position of mind...

I'm not pissed either... being pissed is a short period of time and it usually doesn't come with a serious migraine and a urge to rip the person standing nearest you to shreds, from head to toe, ripping every skin particle off the muscle and then breaking every bone till the marrow leaks from the insides.  It doesn't stop there, from there I would keep that person still alive and remove the insides and begin to pound them, than boil them then rip off the testicles and pour salt and acid into the wound, but still alive.  I would then procede to cook the intestines and feed them to the person until he/she gags and vomits up whats left of his/her inside.  Then I would finish it off w/ a blender and garlic involed.  Then I'd burn it till there is ashes of its ashes.  Then I would bring the person back to life and then repeat the procedures once more, but with more pain involved.

I shouldn't be this.... angered, because today is a day that I should be happy, it's a happy camping day.  Yea, camping.... yeah... I'm now going to act like a perky happy child and whre i will love everyone and eveyone loves me and we'll be friends for ever.  Untill he or she pisses me off and it rekindles my blood lust.  Then I don't knw what I'd do.... I might go crazy like I did a few years ago. 

... All that blood bath planning has cooled me down.  It feels better to plan the horrid death and torture of another person... it make my soul calm... it feels me with joy and pleasure.

Don't cross me today, or I'll be really vexed then I don't know what I might do to you.

I feel perky.... oh so perky....

I like it when people pet my head... I feel like a kitty kat...

Meow...