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I AM A FOOD GOD.

I have both A and D lunch this year, which is weird. So, for the first semester, I have PE that hour, and then Western Civilization for second semester. I don't know what lunch my friends have, but hopefully we're together for first semester. My three electives are Music Theory (Dubstep 101, or so I've heard), Child & Family (Robot Baby Lamaze), and Ceramics (You Wish We Were Actually Using Clay, Advanced Placement).
And since my math scores are so low, I'm in Algebra Concepts 2 (You Didn't Try Hard Enough In Middle School, So Now You're Going Spend Your Entire High School Career Learning

DAMN, BREN- YOUSE A BITCH.

You should turn DJ Hero off and we should sleep.
"Dude, I think I have insomnia."
Well, go have insomnia on the couch.
"I'm serious, bro!"
So am I- this is the first time in two months that I've wanted to sleep before sunrise. Now, out!
"I hate you."
Uh huh.
"You're going to Hell."
As long as I get some sleep while I'm there...

THIS HAS BEEN STUCK IN MY HEAD ALL DAY.

My favorite thing about this video is that Missy Elliot is pretty good at lip syncing and dancing, but there are three little girls who are better at it.

Bitch, You Are Literally Too Dumb To Insult

I came home one day last year, and my parents asked me how school was going.
It's going great! Today at lunch, blah, blah, blah, Christian, Mathew, Gage, and then Travis!
"Aren't you friends with any girls...?"
Well, yeah. There's Shekinah...
"I just don't think it's healthy for you to only hang around boys." <- In dad lingo, that means I basically got called a slut.

The reason I don't actually hang around girls is because I always feel like I have to dumb myself down and act fake. I've always been different, so girls call me weird and put me down.

Please, Don't Hate Me.

Inside is the first chapter of a fanfic I wrote. Normally, I wouldn't post it, but I feel very confident about this one.
Here goes:

Right In The Face.

*goes to put stud in*
*Leanna flops down on top of bed, which I'm sitting on*
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! I JUST STABBED MY EPIDERMIS, YOU BITCH!
"Epidermis? I didn't know Kimmy Possible knew words that big..."
*kicks her in the side*
*punches me the leg*
*backhands her*
*knocks me off bed and punches me in the mouth*
*tackles and starts wailing into her stomach*
Wanna watch a movie now?
"Yeah."

MAH FAMU

The first picture is the only one I can find that will even come CLOSE to showing my entire family at once.
Bottom (left to right): Nathaniel, Anthony, Ariyah
Top: (left to right): Collin, Mom, Corey, Augustine (Ceilia), Me, Hausman
The second picture is of us ladies at the MSI concert.
Top (left to right): Me, Leanna, Mom
Bottom: Ariyah.
The next one is us about two week ago, at a party. We were all trashed, and it took six tries to get a decent picture. It's Leanna, Ariyah, and me.

Born This Way

I just watched Lady Gaga's music video, and the beginning confused me greatly. Not the metaphor- I got that, I was confused with why she was wearing a fake eye on her chin. The video didn't actually make sense to me until she started doing the crazy white girl dance at about 4:45. I would also like to point out how discomforted Rick Genest looks in this. His the one with the "zombie" tattoos all over his face, who Lady Gaga is dancing around with pink extensions in her hair. Even so, I totally ship them.

Friendship At Its Finest

I got locked out just now, and Leanna had to come open the door.
"I'm not sorry."
It's alright, because neither am I. *grabs into headlock and throws to floor before stepping over body and entering home*

ANOTHER FUCKING CAT AND A GOD DAMNED CHINCHILLA

My sister wants to put her cat, Honey, and her chinchilla, Jesus, to sleep because she doesn't want to deal with them. At first, I was angry about having to take them from her. But honestly, Honey is the least of my problems, and Jesus is quiet. If anything, the bastard cats I have now could learn from this kitty- she's a bitch who shuts the fuck up and leaves you alone. Trying to sleep? Who the fuck knows where Honey is! Meanwhile in my motherfucking kitchen, Marilyn's knocking shit off shelves, not giving a fuck about noise, and Monroe is calling at my door, wanting formula.

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