AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOD-FOUNDING-DAMNATION-BLOODY-HELL!!

THAT IS BLOODY IT!!!

I'LL GET THAT BLOODY... EVIL... AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

kill... destroy... decimate... terminate...


Okay. Now that's out of the way, let's get onto the juicier stuff. Like the Unforgiveable Curse, Avada Kevadra being my personal favorite.

Too much Harry Potter, you think?

I think I'm bloody addicted and this is one addiction that I don't mind having. Being dependent on drugs and nicotine and alcohol and any artificial stimulants, blegh. Eeky. No like. That's not to say that I haven't tried any of them. I've tried cigarettes -- depends on the brand but man, they taste so bad! Except that menthol one that I smoked once and did it ever calm me down! hehehe. Alcohol... well, you can't really avoid them. Been there, done that. I just don't like being in a public place when I'm drunk. Kinda dangerous. For whom, I;ll let you figure that out.

Drugs, I have to say I haven't done the illegal ones. Nope I haven't smoked mary janes, I haven't snorted angel dust and all that crap. And you shouldn't let it get to your head that I want to try them out, coz I don't. I just don't see the sense in doing drugs.

Being dependent on over the counter drugs are dangerous as well. Cough syrup, tranquilizers, sedatives. They got pretty strong stuff in them. Same idea goes with them for me -- what's the sense of taking medicine when you're not sick?


torture... mutilate... cut off their heads...


Oh... hehehe my fun side's coming out again ^_^;;

Not enough mutilation on television. Heck, we're watching a televised war in the Middle East, for crying out loud! Shouldn't that say something about our society?!

I'm not going there anymore. If they want to kill each other, then bloody gp ahead. Just don't use the bystanders, the civilians, as cover. Geez. I guess the times of the cave people have come about again.

Fun side, where are you when I need you in real life? Like right now when I'm feeling particularly murderous...?!

As this is a partly public thing, I can't bloody curse as well as I could were this a pen and paper kind of thing. I can't say the F word, and it's bloody wanting to come out! F***!!! I even have to find a substitute here! I can't use Fudge, coz that's kinda Saint's. So I've taken to using Flood. Not the same Oomph of the original F***

Poor pussycat in our house; she's getting the brunt of all of my repressed violent tendencies. Oh sure, cry out why don't you, pet lovers out there! Here's the thing, she's not my pet -- she's a stray that's taken to staying in our backyard -- and the only reason that I know what sex she is, is because she recent;y gave birth. I think all kittens are dead by the way, but since I have no idea where the hell she's taken them I can't be sure.

I just hit her with a candleholder, the solid bronze one, very heavy. Hey, I missed with my rubber slippers! And she wants to enter my room. Oh hell, why am I justifying my actions here. Screw you.


Flood.


So how about my day? The day that I've been waiting for? Geez, what do you think knowing my life? What else? It got ruined. Happy now?

There's just something about today that pisses me off...

As I've given the URL of my blog to some other people, now I can't even rant properly because there are certain images that must be kept up.

Don't worry. I'll grow weary of this "maintain the facade" thing in a few days. Maybe. But since I've just thought that and written that, that may not happen that fast.

So now all I can do is write about some other inane things that would be acceptable with my PG-13 rating life.

Flood.

There's nothing to write about coz what I really want to do is just SCREAM.

Facades were made to be destroyed.

Screw you.


I have got to get more British curse words. They're a lot more fun than the common American ones. And more acceptable.

I've always been fascinated with the British.

Hmm... I've always thought that I'd never change citizenship, but now, given the chance, I'd rather have a British passport than the one I have now. Britons aren't as screwed up as the rest of the world. Well, one could argue that they're just a bunch of repressed buggers, but what the hell? Everyone has their own foibles to contend with.

Did I mention that absolutely adore their accents?

Though sometimes it takes me a moment longer to decipher what the heck they're saying, but they're relatively easier to understand than true blue New Yorkers. They have weird accents.


Oh crud.

I just remembered. New York. Bloody hell.

My "sponsor" just called me up, so I told her all there was to know about my taking up BS Nursing in that school. It was like a report so there. Then we got to talking about the fees and all that money matters. Soon she was jumping from how she was going to send me the needed matriculation fees to me being able to work a lot when she sends for me, coz she was going to get me a position in a hospital. I'm like, okay... Lucky I was watching Charlie's Angels and Mission Impossible 2 at the same time.

What the hell am I going to do?

Magic would be a real god-send right about now. Being an Auror sounds like a plan...

The call took one hour, and she's in New York. Damn, but are international phone calls that cheap over there?


Gackt is God.

Atheist I am not -- I believe in something, just not in the same thing that other people do. It'll be better if I'm agnostic, I think. I don't know. I don't pray but I have a number of rosaries about, even some crosses somewhere. I don't go to services, except when it can't be helped, i.e. "forced" into it by some other external force that I can't do anything about.

Heck, Hyde could be God, but he doesn't have the same Godliness that Gackt has.

Some might disagree. Bugger off, I tell you. I'm in homicidal mode right now.

Maybe just a tad bit.

And they said I was afraid of blood, that I'll puke at the sight of blood. Sight, no. Smell, maybe. It's overpowering. Imagine you're in a pool of blood.

Nice, isn't it?


So am I going into Nursing or what?

I have no idea.

But I just saw the webpage of Osaka Gaidai, and I want in. That means I gotta think of something to do to get that darned thing...

Gackt has a series of concerts planned this summer, I think. hehehe that's enought motivation, ne?


Argh!! Wrong button to click! Damn! Idiot! Baka! Ahou! Tonta! Now you gotta click that bloody "next" button at the bottom of the page again and again! You should've just clicked the one at the top of the page!! Argh!!


It's so funny; I just remembered something I saw on TV a few months ago. There was this American preacher tearing up Harry Potter books saying they were works of the Devil. Anything for publicity, my dear man of God? I think the collection tins were heavier that time. hehehe me bad.

Devil's work? Puh-lease!

Laugh it all out, people.


Being evil is fun; being responsibly evil, that's hard work.