Margarita Sunshine

Karma takes a number.

2008-06-19T07:05:00.001-07:00

I finally realized that Karma does in fact, take a number! Actually in my life it does because death has to come over and kill off a million people and then make me suffer and cry in class. Hooray Karma!

You're special.
And Spastically annoying and I wish you would just die already, seriously just keal over and DIE.

I really want ice cream, and omg blogging? I don't care anymore, I'm just going to write my thoughts and you guys can go on Youtube and view my videos instead! Yay. I actually get into detail and you should be glad I'm bringing a face to the fantastical writer you named Margarita Sunshine.

So about the whole Karma takes a number, it really doesn't it's more like if I keep wishing Karma on other people I'm going to just get more Karma, so if I wish them the best, they'll get Karma. Ha, ha, hahahahahahaha! HAH! No but really I just need to be nice to them and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah... blah (blah blah blah!) blah. My OCD is taking over sorry, I appologize in advance.

Which reminds me, the guy that I wanted to feel pain, probably never will, actually he will, he just won't know why until I tell which I'll never do! Muahaha! That's not fair, but it's funny either way.

So I gotta go. You'll be able to see my on the road again post soon!

It Will Probably Happen That Way.

2008-05-27T17:37:00.000-07:00

I lied to my mom about this post, I told her it was an email to my friend, but it not and I'll be getting my Karma whlie no one else does. Just once, I would like to witness someone else's Karma, have her pain be public, out there for others to laugh at. Please, just this once, I would like to see someone else get it for a change.

Someone who wronged me severely, someone who deserves it so much that my heart is pacing at my hatred for them. Someone whom I loved once.

Wishing revenge on an old loved one, I sound like a jealous ex.
Except I'm not jealous.
And he's not my ex.
I'm just bitter.
And I want him to feel the same pain I felt.
Badly.

But I guess my Karma will come this way if I wish that upon them, so I suppose I'll leave it at that.

He'll get it eventually.

I Have A Secret

2008-05-27T17:05:00.000-07:00

I have a secret, well, it's not a secret it's the question everyone wants to know but can never answer because they are too divulged in this world.

Love. Yes. I have found the definition to love... Not what the dictionary claims it to be, but the true meaning of love and what it is.

Love is feeling secure and unsecure at the same time about someone, feeling as if though you do anything with them or ruin a chance and you're afraid that you'll lose them forever. It's a passion, love is a passion, most definately, I can commend to that.

But the love of something is different, loving someone and falling in love can be easily confused, I've done this before also. But you'll know the difference, trust me on this one.

People say that you deny it, it is true, you deny it because you feel you do not know what love is and yet there are some people who claim to be in love with someone in a very short amount of time.

But love is a Passion, feeling so strongly about someone that you have to have them every moment of the day, and when they get home or when you hear them say your name, it's a new experience repeated all over again. Just as great as the first time they ever said it.

Love is feeling safe and yet scare with someone at the same time. When their not around you're convinced that they are cheating on you or don't love you anymore, it's just as exciting knowing that they only come home to you.

Love, it's complicated yet simple.

I wrote this is School

2008-05-13T15:43:00.000-07:00

There's probably a reason I'm writing to you, probably another reason why I have this stupid computer in my lap.

Why I have people complaining about conditions they have to live with.

Life, it's retarded and guarnteed to bite you in the ass at least once. Karma, I've preached this so many times before, it's the part of life that really likes to bite you in the ass when you deserve it the most. People don't realize why bad things happen to them, are they stupid? Did they not remember the poor people they said snide remarks about? Did they not just beat up a pregnant teenager? I mean really, and they complain because they got grounded. If not having enough sense to realize that you did something wrong then Karma will bite you even harder in the ass. And you'll probably end up in Jail.

Because that's what Karma does, be one, big, annoying asshole. Karma is supposed to teach you a lesson in life, it's supposed to make you feel bad. It's not supposed to make you want to kill each other even more because you getting into a car crash is somehow linked to the pregnant teenager in the hospital. Yes, that's definately it. The world just seems to get worse and worse, and I'm kind of happy that stagitory rape was invented, it should teach some people, that they are too young to be dating that person. It's true, yet annoying.

At the same time, your boyfriend cheats on you. Wow that sucks doesn't it? Absolutely and yet you wonder why, you lost your virginity at age 16 not even maybe you're twelve and you wonder why you get pregnant. If people didn't get what they deserve the world would be even worse then it is now!

If you don't like it, live with it because that's life and the fact of it is that Karma doesn't take numbers. Karma doesn't accept notes of appologies, Karma gets you whether you like it or not. So got ahead and suck the poison before Karma bites you in your ass. Right before you grow a sense of humanity, think about what you've done and stop being a complainy, whinny, two-faced bitch, because it's just annoying.

And no one gets rewarded like that.

It's not real.

2008-05-13T15:21:00.000-07:00

I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him. It wasn't real, and I knew it, I knew it from the bottom of my heart, it was not real. I still demanded, I still urged, I still thought... that it was going to happen. That the sword in the stone was going to be taken out by someone else.

It wasn't fair, it never was, it always slapped me in the face. It was like the change was taking me away from everything by force, I never accepted things easily, I never accepted life, I never accepted the fact that I was going to die and live forever. I never wanted it to happen, I just ignored it, and until I finally realize that I can't chose my final fate.

All this time, I was waiting for their Karma to hit them, all this time, I was waiting for them to get what they deserve. But it never happened. They always got the guy, the life, and the friends everything I always wanted, but never got. And my only comfort was the fact that Karma was going to happen to them, but it never did. They never got what they deserved. They never once regretted what they did, their tears mourn for the things that aren't even worth crying over.

I was weak, I was fragile, I was broken and no one was to fix me. I couldn't make my own Karma, could I? That would only mean, I would get the backlash and they wouldn't.

Why? Why didn't they get what they knew they deserved, why couldn't they... they just have something terrible happen to them. Why couldn't their Aunt be bi-polar, why couldn't their father kill someone with their car, why couldn't their uncle died leaving his only daughter with his crazed ex-wife, why couldn't they be depressed, why couldn't they feel what I feel, why couldn't they died inside like I did, why couldn't they commit suicide, why couldn't they just DIE, why couldn't their best friend move away, why couldn't their boyfriend use them and then leave them? Why not? Make their friend suffer and FINALLY get their fucking Karma.

Could anyone tell me that? WHY THE FUCK NOT? Is it fate? Does God not think I'm worthy of having peace within me? Why do they think they can get away with anything. They all have their hardships, but could your life change within a spand of three days? No, not that quickly.

It didn't happen to her, it didn't happen to him, it didn't happen to anyone who scorn me and so many others! They didn't get what they deserve! WHY NOT? Was it just because? What could possibly happen next? Huh?! What else does life have to throw at me? What else could you possibly do? Who's next? If one more person dies, I'm gone, living in South Carolina with Dr. Pepper and AbFab.

But no, God doesn't want that, I'm supposed to have a future right? I'm supposed to die soon, right? I'm not supposed to be able to drive, huh!? Right? Am I right? It's supposed to be all over before that, before someone actually loves me and HOLDS me.

But that's too much right? Too much to ask. Too much to ask God, I see how it goes. Everyone else gets what they want, but I, me, myself, does not get anything. The short end of the stick. Eventually everyone finds love, but me? No, I will never be able to fall in love, ever.

And it's all because of Karma.

What I wouldn't call serious.

2008-04-13T15:39:00.000-07:00

Uhmm... well I'm supposed to be writing my book report...

hahaha book report, sounds like something I should be doing in fifth grade...

hahaha... fifth grade...

Anyways, I'm using this as a procrasnation thingy.

And now I'm actually gonna go write it, it's about the The Jungle Upton Sinclair apparently wrote it and my friend is reading it too, so it shouldn't be so hard, except for the fact that the book report is due tomorrow...

Hahaha, I'm the Queen of doing things the very last minute.

Okay I relaly gotta go...

April Fools Joke

2008-04-01T15:21:00.000-07:00

Please tell me, you've got to be joking, you've got to be kidding me, please tell me this is another one of your April Fools Joke.

It's not, and I'm confident if something happens to one more person close to me, I'm finished, I'm done, I'm leaving this town forever. I can't stand it anymore, I'm due for a good thing, I know I am. This is just another sign that something good is going to happen. Please tell me, is it true? Could it be Cancer?

The C word never hit me as hard as it did now, I asked myself who's next, now I wish I didn't. I wish I didn't ask myself those questions because I think I know who's next. No, I can't say that, it can't be, he can't be doomed.

That's not fair, take me instead, at least he'll have more time to be saved, in my heart I know I'm saved; at least somewhere in there I know that. They need more time, I'm there for a reason and my reason is to help people, my purpose is done so take me instead.

Ah, I don't want to leave some, but if someone gets a chance to live and be saved, I guess that's fair; it needs to be done, Lord please just take me instead.

It's not right, he can't just leave, though I'm not in love with him, someone else is. And that's not fair, I know the feeling, of not knowing whether or not you'll see them tomorrow. Whether or not you'll be planning their funeral tomorrow or speaking to them tomorrow.

Please, just tell me, this is another one of your April Fools Jokes. I can't think of anything more logical then that, the purpose for that is truly unfair, so they know they can spend more time with their family.

Fairness, it is not.

Life, only some can truly live.

Love, no one knows what it is and yet most claim to have it.

Truth, facing it.

Beauty, Oh God, not in their casket.

Death, stop, please, just not now.

Purity, keeping it would have helped.

Goodness, only young, do they die.

Not true, the good can't die young, they deserve to live a long life, to fall inlove.

Please, it has to be another joke, it's gotta be, it HAS to be. I just can't stand this life anymore. It's not fair, everyone around me, dropping like flies. Stop dying, just for one day.

Please, it must be another April Fools Joke.

Unrequited Love

2008-03-27T18:51:00.000-07:00

It sucks don't it?

Love, I've talked about it so many times, but I never cried over it, ever. I told myself I wasn't going to be one of those girls who would cry over an ex-boyfriend. And I wasn't, but now, I don't know, seeing my situation replayed seems to have unmasked what I felt. Grief and pain and I cried. I'm still crying, shockingly enough, the tears, I don't even try to hide because I know that nothing will happen if I show them. I've even felt pain in my heart recently, it was strange, but I disregarded it, I didn't even remember why I felt the pain, I just knew when and where.

Regret and living like this just isn't going to help anyone.

It never helped me, sulking, I made fun of those would sulked about their boyfriend, I mean there are worse things in the world and that's what I've come to face. I've also come to realize my way of life, everyone has one, you just have to find it and mine was: If it was meant to be...

Of course it would depend on the situation like if it was meant to be... then I would have had it longer then six months. Like my phone, I've had it for a year, can't keep things for longer then a few weeks so I know it's meant to be. Stuff like that... But then there comes another one, if my boyfriend or best friend was meant to be. If someone is there for more then three years, then it's meant to be. I tell my friends constantly I'm only here until they don't need me anymore.

And then I think of Nanny McPhee... no I'm much better then a fictional children's book.

Definately better.

Giving you a face.

2008-03-27T09:28:00.000-07:00

I decided to give you guys something to look at instead.

I'm getting more and more lazy by the second so this helps both of us.

But it didn't work.

Bitch...

When the network is down I...

2008-03-11T05:19:00.000-07:00

... Uhmm... post?

Yeah, I'm gay, anyways, since I'm the Queen of all people who put stuff off. But I have ten minutes left in this class but I will be able to post again in history... NOT... I lie, actually sometimes I lie so much that I believe the lie I know that's total and complete bull.

So I rededicated my life to Christ... uhmmm awkward much? Yeah awkward situations always happen around me, mainly because I love them so much that I cause them myself.

It's also funny to trick people into thinking you got something or had something last ^.^' Looong story, and I still get flasbacks... today...

Anyways, I really gotta go before my spanish teacher who likes to teach us english notices that the network is down...

I'm not a bad example... infact, I think I'm a pretty good one!

Peace (ho).

Hmm...

2008-03-09T13:49:00.000-07:00

I have a paper to write and as I looked around my room for my backpack I suddenly discovered that the stupid part of my brain decided to leave it at school (thinking I had nothing to do.). But that's besides the point because I actually remembered, to look at my email.

And looky here! I actually posted something and someone actually questioned me on it. (October 27, 2007) And no, I didn't know that, the person who emailed me, left a comment. ^.^'

Alot of commas today... and yes, The Beatles will forever stay unless you wanna hack it off, but I don't know anyone that desperate - DON'T GET ANY IDEAS! - you know who you are...

Well apon my amazing discovery (I thought only Chuck Norris could only do that...), that's number one, I decided to post about it twenty minutes after I send it... hehe.

I am not really in the mood to use puncations on the 't's today, so I am typing everything out today. DEAL WITH IT. (ith...) After I'm done remembering the good old days and maybe thinking about MUM.

Loooong story meant for no one else, I'm rambling (HAH! I used it!) with the never ending sentence. Microsoft would sue me if they found out I didn't use the spell check. I don't care today, I just wanna type the day away... not really... I just am bored...

Gotta get those 100 posts in... because I'm a homosexual bitch (LIES).

I'm straight... very straight... so in October, I mentioned said Azerkail, they seemed kind of cryptic (yes I know you can read this) of telling me whether or not he was Azerkail... I don't know anyone who would actually read the seventh (was it ten or eight?) search on google (though it does give me an ego trip...) now I'm gonna search myself...

Heh... sorry if I like to have an ego like my history teacher... (he happens to think he looks sexy) 'There I am, sexy as I am now.' - My history teacher... that was an awkward day.

Oh my god Margarita Sunshine is a song (WTF HE WAS RIGHT!) anyways... let's see what else comes up... At least the first one is the blog... Hah... it tells the point of MarSun.... hahhh...

I'm so not high. Okay I'm done...

The... New Slang?

2008-03-05T08:13:00.000-08:00

Messing around in History.. Again... thank Jesusss...Allah? I don't know whoever happens to be on duty up there. Maybe it's that Goddess Mark's always talking about... whatever. Seriously where the hell is my history teacher?

Whatever, not like I'm caring or actually doing work... sooo... what happened today? Uhmm... Dora the Explorer? Yeah weirdest children's show ever, is it an exercise video or something? How many people does it take to spell the word exercise? Apparently two and microsoft work check?

Uhmm... goofing off... not really basically posting something random until mister Blass comes back. How does one spell 'Mrs.'? Like Missus? Or Misses? I think it's the first one but it should be the second one... hmm... whatever... I said that like five times already.

If someone goes back and counts how many whatevers I did actually type I would love and hate them forever, because I knew I was wrong... And PS it's not really 8:13 AM... haha if it was I wouldn't be typing, I'd be sleeping in my parents' kingsized bed with my little sister sleeping on the air matress.

bahhh humbug... WAIT wrong season... gotta go.

PEACES?

Hey Guess What?

2008-03-03T17:25:00.000-08:00

I just made a new blog which supports organizations that help better the world like TWLOHA, ALC, and other organizations created to help those who need it.

Le Link:

http://soulmatesoflove.blogspot.com/

Go there check out the one site and read the TWLOHA facts.

Google Brainwashes you.

2008-03-03T16:40:00.000-08:00

Today's news consisted of the media replaying Barrack's 'shocking' confession. And of course, the oscars... Aahhh... I must comment on the celebrities commenting about... well nothing really... just commenting.

All they really do is lie, and then they get rewarded for it? Wow, I wish I got a dollar for everytime I lied then I would have a total of 25 dollars... Okay enough sarcasm.

Today I felt strangely compelled to go to google when I really didn't need to actually google was the website I typed subconsciously and when I looked at the webpage I found myself looking at the google webpage and I did not remember it... Hmm... more conspiracies like global warming or... really bad health care.

Somewhere way down south and no I'm not talking about my potential boyfriend this time, protesters decided it'd be cool to fight the power and throw acid at people on a big boat. I'm just saying this probably wasn't the best decision on their part, but in the end they hurt four people. They wanted the boat to smell bad, surprisingly enough, boats already smell horrible so... yeah... not the smartest... people around... Apparently they thought it would be effective to throw acid at people instead of being noble and peaceful like Gandhi or Muhammad Ali... or Bill Clinton.

Apparently a girl decided to burn down her house and then kill her parents to destroy the evidence... I'm sorry but I think she left too little evidence. The reason why she decided to go OJ on her parents was because she thought they wanted her to break up with her boyfriend. Yeah... maybe they had good reason to if she decided to kill them for that, I'm just saying... it's a little crazy like that.

So that's all I care about today or even know actually... This is Margarita Sunshine and that's nice to know.

Haha... I don't know what post this is, but haha.

2008-03-02T08:33:00.001-08:00

Today is haha day, and my birthday, yes that is correct, I do happen to remember my birthday. Is in about three or two weeks from now! I can't wait and I might be getting a boyfriend who isn't the people I've been talking about!

Yeah... I'm exciting because I can FINALLY move on to bigger (waaayyy bigger if you know what I mean) and better things.

I'm not perverted... anyways... if anyone asks, whom this person might be I'll bitch slap you because I DONT WANT YOU TO KNOW!

Okay so in recent news the Oscars... Grammys? Tonys? Whatever Oscars have come out... and the people who you wanted to win didn't blah blah blah and I don't care.

Okay so Prince of England decided to go over to Iraq with British troops, yeah apparently when more than two countries are involved that kinda makes it a world war if someone else decided to bomb britian. I mean hey there's plently of Muslims there...

Ooohkay, enough Racism here and there the primarys are still going on, blah, blah, blah stuff I don't care about... But apparently it's a certain Shay Carl's birthday this month, woo! Moving on... Sxephil or the Phillip man who isn't sexy went to the Youtube gathering where you could meet up with other nerds on Youtube like What the Buck and Smosh.

Seriously Smosh I would date.

Bucky? Nawww...

Anyways... besides the fact that superman has finally left the building, this guy named Ben something decided to make fun of Phil during the gathering. Asshole? Yes please Ben or no Ben? No whammy!

Anyways, besides posting this random post about actual news in my own special bitch slapping way, I have to bid you a good-bye and not take notes on anything because I don't have history homework and I'm not going to goof off the entire day away.

I'm Margarita and that's nice to know.

Nothing Like Tricking Your History Teacher

2008-02-28T08:08:00.000-08:00

Okay so I'm at school, banging yet?

So freaking banging, mann, but I have to be quick, if I'm typing and pretending to look at the paper next to me maybe he'll think I'm actually doing something useful with my time. Now he's writing crap down so I think I'm gone for now. Okay I know I always say something about being honest with yourself - Wait... I never said that? Go ahead and lie all you want because seriously, if you don't you're pretty much screwed.

I only have limited time here, thankfully the macs haven't blocked this site yet, probably because it can't or hasn't detected it yet. So I'm actually supposed to be working on a project, but haha, you lose or win whatever... because the day is almost over AND you get an almost end of february post... tomorrow I'm either posting three or five things either that or a really long post.

About my day of course!

Hah, damnit only ten minutes left of class...

I gotta go print this thing, not this but something else I was looking at.

PEACE OUT BITCHES

My Little Sister's Essay

2008-02-24T14:03:00.000-08:00

Okay so my little sister wrote this for a project and I thought it was pretty funny so I decided to post it. I'm not revealing my whereabouts, so I did of course change stuff.

MY Sister

Walls School 5 – T
Somewhere in NJ

My favorite day of the week is Thursday. Gym is on that day. When I grow up I want to be an athlete. I like to run and I like to play games in gym that has running. I usually win. I sometimes even beat the boys. I want to run in tract some day and race other schools.

Thursday is also the end of the week. I only have one more day till the weekend. I have fun on the weekends I usually have friends over. We made a fort in my back yard and I have my own kids army. I am Captain Melanie.
My friend Tara, is look out, with her official name as Queen Tay-Tay. Becka is the fort Inspector Blurh Blurh Blurh, and Brielle is the Co-Captain Bri. We protect the fort we built. The Fort X!!! We took an old big intertube, and took parts from a ripped up old beach ball. This is our Fort X weapon. If there is an intruder, we take the intertube and launch it up. Our intruders are the family pets, Sabel and Ginger and my older sister Bethany (That's me!). We didn’t actually get to test the weapon on Bethany yet, but we’re looking forward to that. When the dogs came, we tried to launch the weapon at their feet but the dogs were too fast and ran away. On Thursday, we would talk at school, about the Fort X and what we would do over the weekend in Fort X!!!

Every day at lunchtime at school there is a different lunch but Thursday, which is usually pizza day. I don’t have to throw out half of my school lunch that day. I will eat the whole lunch. Only one time we had a food fight during lunch. Some kid screamed “Food fight” and threw a cookie, but it was not on Thursday.

This is why I like Thursday. It is a particularly happy day.

My Obsession

2008-02-23T06:19:00.000-08:00

At first, he was just some one to fill the emptiness inside of me, it was true, it was never meant to grow into deeper feelings. But after a while, I began to forget that he was just someone I choose to like and not someone that I thought was cute or had a great personality. If fact, it was the complete opposite, at first I hated him and his personality but I was looking for someone to fill the empty void in my heart.

Then I became obsessed with him, why didn't anyone tell me about this? More importantly did anyone notice that my crush was more an obsession then anything else? How did I not notice this before, it took a damn book on the internet to figure this out! A fanfic no less! Strange enough the love story about loving someone not for their looks or outer views, but the love and person they can offer. My love, no, obsession was based purely on looks, not even, it was just a shallow void filling feeling. And you want to know the best part? I still felt empty, even with him held in my heart, I felt a piece of me was missing, because I gave him my heart. I practically handed it over unknowingly and he will never know the love I had for him, I cannot speak his name for fear of someone findind out and telling him.

And now it goes to my current dilema, I know he's still there somewhere, but I no longer look for him in rooms full of faces, I no longer hope he is at the mall or other places, no longer do I wish he was beside me in my bed, no longer do I dream of being his.

Not anymore, was it true that I let someone else fall through the crack though? How could I do that? Why did I do that to him? I love him, and I know I am speaking the truth, but it was conditional, I loved him like no other, like an obsession. I just came to that realization just now. True, there is a fine line between love and obsession, but did I happen to erase that line as the romance novel said? Did I just throw away all cautions to the wind and decided that because I choose him, I would love him no matter what? Like some pet or something? Why did I do that? Why did I promise myself I would never loose hope? Why would anyone ever let themselves do that? Who was stupid enough to love someone so faithfully?

And now I don't allow myself to think of anyone else this way because, I am not afraid, but frightened of the fact that I might actually fall in love with this one too. My heart clentches at this thought, I can't believe I let him fall.

How could I be so stupid? There was someone so great out there for me, and I choose him? Why did I do that? I didn't want him to be my one and only, I never thought of him like that, I just thought of the love I wanted and somehow he became that. And he's not even like that!

What did I do?! And now all I want to know is how long did I let this other guy fall through? How long did he yearn for me? Now I feel guilt.

Now I feel regret.

Bashing on Britney and Crazy Races

2008-02-17T14:46:00.000-08:00

Ever notice how their hair never moves? I've never noticed this before but it doesn't move, like at all. They can swing their head around and still have Oprah hair. Have you noticed her hair? Never moves or flinches, and her, she's like always snappy and spunky. Did you know she bought her own show? Now if wanted it cancelled, it won't because she's the president of the black people and they're going to hire an assassian so Tyra Banks can be the new black president lady. Ever notice on the CW that almost every is Tyra Banks, they should just give it to her, hand it over CW so they can make it the new TBF, Tyra Banks Forever. What will happen when Oprah dies? Will OJ come out with another book about he swears he wasn't hired by Tyra Banks to kill Oprah? Seriously OJ, you so did it. Now what about the crazy white people? Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, kudos on chasing your ex assistant, it was almost as if you didn't want to die! Britney Spears that white bitch be crazier then turkey on rye. She had a horrible year. 2007 to be exact, it should just be renamed Britney screws up instead of '07. I can so see that right now. Instead of Match 19th 2007 it wouldbe March 19th Britney's on drugs. Seriously, does anyone think K-fed should have the kids? No? Okay. But what really shouldn't of happened was the fact that the kids should have just called Difus, didn't their nanny teach them when Britney threw them? Just wondering why Jamie decides to add in on the final, 'Oh yeah I'm trio months prego, suck it, Brit,' It's that awesome man, loving it every second when they kid is perfecto. We can only assume that busting on random people is fun. I'm here and that's nice to know.

A figment of your imagination, racism. Yeah, why do they jump at the chance to be insulted? I mean really why do they do it? They don't benifit at all, infact they all look like asshole in to their own race. And if you're that one person out there that's like, I'm OFFENDED, I'll hunt you down and smack the word asshole on your head. It's like you jump at the chance to be insulted, I said that twice, but it needed to be said twice! In all reality I could call you a ton of raical slurs. But I won't because that's not right and racism is just plan stupid. To me, it doesn't matter if your black or white, if you're twelve and already have a kid, I'm gonna say you're a whore and whatever race you are reflects on how people think of your race and sometimes your gender. Seriously you're the ones digging yourself into a deeper hole. And if you're like what do you mean by 'us' or 'they'. Seriously stop it, you're only making yourself seem more like an asshole. And we can't do anything about it. And if someone says something rude to me for no reason, I'm not gonna like them dispite their race.

So there, I'm done being rude to everyone. Have fun with semi-long/annoying blog posts.

The Really Long Appogoly followed by a really long post

2008-02-17T14:39:00.000-08:00

I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOOOOOOOOOOOO SOOOOOO SOOOO SOO SO SORRY!

I've been swamped with crap and stuff and I'm also pretty lazy, this month is going by quickly (why is it so damn short?). Even though it has an extra day.

It's leap year and yes, it's that time of year to go off and vote for who you want on the ballot. Black people will most likely vote for Obama ignoring the fact that he is against America.

Hah, I'm so kidding! Like all those things against Bush, are really jokes to see how many people acutally believe it.

Hah. Everyone is a moron, everyone is stupid and everyone jumps at the chance to be insulted. It's true and they don't hide it either, they all leap in front to get the attention of others. Seriously, I think you all should just blow yourself.

Yes, go blow yourself. BLOW IT.

That's all I need to say.

Ze Really Short Post in the History of Short Posts

2008-02-07T18:10:00.000-08:00

And that was the really long blog posts in the history of really long blog posts.

Yeah so my Uncle passed away last Saturday and as you can guess, it was hetic and funeral arrangements and crap are like POOOOOP (My friend hates that word).

So apart from trying to make this post look longer then it really is, I'm sorry for not posting, I just went to the viewing (very creepy by the way, I never want one of those). And my aunt jokingly saying just put me in a trashbag and throw me in a hole.

Yeah, there is a law against that. But on the bright side, I can get a free plot for my dad in the Veterans cemetary because he served in the army.

Yeah, so I gotta go and this is the shortest post EVER!

Ze Byess.

So Very Precious

2008-01-30T16:52:00.000-08:00

Yeah, so I haven't been on in a few days... well, I just wanna tell you that something happened today which made me want to post. A man got hit by a car by my house, maybe a mile or so away and he died upon impact.

I started thinking, when my father told me, I cried, my dad was there when it happened, though he didn't exactly do it, he was still there. I thought my dad was going to jail because he had this grim look on his face, the police took him in as a witness and stuff like that. And then it wasn't until a few hours after I got the news was when I wondered if the guy had a family, if he had a pet, if he was allergic to cats. I don't know why I suddenly wanted to know all of these completely random things, but it effected me.

I wondered if he had a hamster or if he liked hamsters, I don't know why it was hamsters but still. And I've been depressed all day long because of what happened, and I even distracted myself into doing things like chores, I think I was really productive today. I didn't exactly cry, but I didn't exactly not cry, I still get kind of choked up when I think about it.

I mean, did he have a little girl? Or was he alone, but had a dog which was a poodle or something like that. I wanted and still want to know about this man because he hit me home, right in the heart and it takes a lot for me to suddenly feel bad and cry for someone else I didn't even care about before today. I mean, yesterday, I had no idea any of this was going to happen and then today everything changes, that man never got to work and his hat is still where he died. I guess I know why you have to go through all that crap to get your driver's license because if you didn't then you'd end up killing someone and you have to live with that for the rest of your life.

I mean how horrible would you feel if you killed someone? I mean it seems so blunt, but really how would your family members react to that? And would you even care if you killed someone and when it finally smacked you in the face, would you suddenly just break down? Or would you bottle it up until you were completely alone.

I wanted to post because, I wanted to say and tell you how precious life is, and you shouldn't abuse your rights as a citizen and you shouldn't abuse your rights as a human and you shouldn't do drugs because you'll die because you weren't paying attention.

Do you get it? Just be careful and abuse what was given to you.

Think it Over

2008-01-20T07:26:00.000-08:00

The Boy sees her everyday, but never says a word.
She looks at him, but he never seems to show he cares
He wants to know so much about her.
She needs to wake up from her nightmares
He needs to Think it all over
She thinks she needs to let him be

There's not much time.

You all know what happens next
He doesn't know what to do, his life is a mess.
She wants him to say I hate you.
He can't take it anymore, why does he stay?
She's so random, think it over.
He knows she's a beauty controlled by nature.

She doesn't know what he's still here.
He's thinking about her everyday
She's his only hope, but she doesn't know.
Do they really know why they're here?
In this hell of a school

Think it over, Think it over, Think it over
Think it over, Think it over, Think it over

Ready for forever, love?

Do they even care about what they say?
Do they even care about their comments?
Do they even know they care about each other?

She rather have anxiety attacks then not see him.
He rather kill himself then never she her smile.

Is this Love?

Think it over, Think it over, Think it over
Think it over, Think it over, Think it over
Think it over, Think it over, Think it over

This is Divine, this is Beautiful,
Why do his friends not approve of his feelings?
Why can't she understand she will never be with him?
Why can't he understand he will never be with her?

His friends are vicious, more the girls.
She hates them all, think it over.
He tries to tell them there's nothing you can do.
She wants to forget about him, she cares about him alot
He needs to make a move before it's too late.
Because my love you need to see

I'm thinking over the things you said
I'm thinking over the things you said
I'm thinking over the things you said

Leave me to die that's what they say.
Leave me alone
Leave her alone
Leave him alone

You can't stop this now.

Your the only one for me.

Receipt

2008-01-20T07:22:00.000-08:00

I, I know I wasn't perfect,
But you let me try, you gave me my life.
You made me who I am, today and forever.
And you, you are my longing day of love.

So on this reciept, I write your memorial.
Until you're gone, I'll never stop hoping.
You raised me, you helped me when
I couldn't fix my pain.
You gave me, my heart and gave me a brain.

Mom, you are the only thing that loved me dear.
And mom, you can't possibly know,
The way I feel about you every single day.
Mom, you were the solider I depended on.
And mom you gave me the strength, I couldn't even find.
Cause mom, you made me alive.

Dearest tears, I couldn't explain,
I don't know why, I didn't feel pain.
Maybe I didn't quite believe you were gone,
Or maybe I just didn't want to long.
I didn't want to leave you,

So on this reciept, I'm writing to you,
My thoughts about your life.
You always caught me when I fell.
You fixed my wounds on my heart.

Mom, you're the only thing I could've possibly held,
And now you're gone, Mom I need you now.
You're the strength I could possibly have,
And you're the only thing, I couldn't have.
You gave me everything I held, so tell me please...
Mom, can you help me?

I couldn't possibly cry on your shoulder.
Because mom tonight, you died.
I saw your body, I saw your very life flash before my eyes.
Because mom, You lead a wonderful life.
And now, you're gone because I didn't try.
But could you please, tell me,

Mom, you always cared.
And mom, you always tried not to cry,
But mom please, I need you.
Mom, could you please do this for me.

Mom, please don't stop loving me.

Kind of not really...

2008-01-15T17:37:00.000-08:00

Okay so I decided to observe someone, or a few people all at the same time rather then in seperate weeks, I decided it would be interesting to observe them and then post what their behavior was/is/will be on this. So yes, blogging did win out of writing an Essay which is due... tomorrow or thrusday? Somewhere around there, but whatever, if I was really concentrated into it I could write it like this...

HAH, I'm sooo doing that. Sorry bloggers, I guess the Essay did win and considering another one is due a week later from tomorrow I'm pretty sure I'm not going to get much blogging in besides: 'Does anyone know the difference between diffusion and osmosis?' Eh... really if you know the difference, please don't e-mail me that crap, because I seriously wouldn't even have time to answer it anyways... sorry... well not sorry actually I don't care!

And that's why you love me because on here, first and foremost, it's my blog and second it's my duty to be rude and annoying at the same down... actually that's not hard... Today in the Media Center (yes I'm revealing something! SHOCK.) someone (rather annoyed by our tactics of disapproving the wall dropps, ceiling hangers, whatever the hell they are...) told us it would be nice to read if she could not have people talking. And my friend wittingly replied, I don't care... then I shushed her do to the fact that I have a little more manners? I suppose then she did and the same person said rudely 'thank you, I appreciate that,' Smartass... not really I would totally do that too, and it probably was for a class so I guess I can relate... (GASP! I'm relating too! Next thing you know I'll be talking about Global warming!)

Yes Global Warming... (sorry...) the subject which I deny to this day even though New Jersey still hasn't gotten snow (haha to flo flo right there...) that sticks yet. We did, however get snow and why can I type on here but not write a single thing on my essay?! It's like my body doesn't want me too! If there isn't any ink left in the damn printer I'm going to... there it is again, I'm remembering things I haven't before quickly... could it perhaps... that my life is going back on track? Nawww... besides the fact that I got an 87 (a solid B ladies and gentleman!) on my geometry test and the fact that I'm actually getting good at this stuff! I mean I'm actually making an effort to fill out paper in English myself too! Biology... well... biology... meh.

Sniff, sniff, I got that word wrong twice and then tried to type another in between the transition? Blah whatever I'm not changing it back you stupid OCD! Yeah, I spelled it right... but I didn't exactly spell most of these words right but that's besides the point!

Alright I'm actually on a roll (kinda) for the essay thing, so I'll post tomorrow, the next day... in school if I find a proxy (you can send THOSE to me =])... etc, etc.

Etc.

Addiction

2008-01-10T16:55:00.000-08:00

Okay, so I don't wanna seem like a total hypocrite when I say this but, I did become addicted to a substance, luckily I actually went to someone and wasn't a retard and say 'I can stop when I want' and not accept any one's help. Now I did have a hand written blog post, but due to my dropping eyelids (yes dropping) I decided to tell you the general idea.

I was addicted to NyQuil, and still kinda am, right now I'm thinking about how my mouth wants to taste that really bad black licorice... taste.

It basically talks about how I'm in too deep in love with someone, I can't stop thinking about him, blah blah blah, I hate to be insensative to myself but, seriously I should drop it. And now that I'm saying it to myself, I actually feel lost.

I mean it's not like I don't like him anymore, I don't want to let him go, I guess I'm afraid he'll take me with him. But even so, it's not healthy for me to be addicted to someone and I hate to tell you this girls... guys don't think about girls 24/7 and it's not that special one either, they just don't. Maybe at night, they pray for your safety, but in general when they're with their friends, they don't think about girls or getting some, they think about video games, sports, and stuff like that.

But hey, I think about sports, video games, and boys, but yeah. When you fall for someone, try to be their friend first, guys don't like girls being addicted to them, I'm gonna start reading books that study the human mind and stuff like that soon. So I'll know how you feel.

Peace.

Wishing

2008-01-10T16:33:00.000-08:00

It is time like these when I fear that I've made a mistake. I don't know what mistake it was or when I did it but I know I made a mistake. It seems so unfair at times, the things I do, why I do it. Half the time I don't even know what I'm talking about. I let my feelings get in the way of everything; they never ceased to banish me. I feel so alone, I'm so needy at times. I must having some type of attention or I'll explode. I have this need for someone, stronger then anything I've ever felt before; sure it may sound crazy but it's true. I'm torn between what I want and who I deserve. Why does everything I want seem to be already taken away from me? But then again, I don't really have it in the first place. A fling, that's what it was, just a short time and I could fall head over heels in love with someone and out of love at the same time. Most of the time it doesn't seem fair, but in reality, when has life ever been fair?

Fairness, was it really fair to do anything with him? I basically lead him on, I lead myself on too. I was in the world where if I wasn't loved, I couldn't be happy; but I was always loved. And it took me this long to figure it out. I am always loved, no matter what. I am still loved, even if I hurt myself purposely, I am still loved. I have been so blind in this world, fixed on having a certain image and state of mind I lost myself. Love yourself, I always tried but now I believe I love myself a little more. If I would have to marry, I would marry myself so I wouldn't have to go through all those difficult phases couples go through. I don't want to deal with that, and before I was talking about being alone and having no one to love, but I know I do somewhere.

Kidding, just kidding. Everyone yearns for that partner in life and may be someday you'll find them. Maybe I'll find mine soon. If I had one chance to save my life or to live forever, I would choose life because your companion can't life with you forever.

I've been given so many second chances in life that I don't deserve. And yet, I got it. My one chance, only one chance, how would I spend it? I don't ever think about the future, when I'm dead because I'd be afraid of myself. And that's the reality of things, given and taken, yes I said given. And take and fake and take. People are so greedy.

I'm glad I'm given.

This blog entry was hand-written three months ago and at those times, which actually are same right now, the conditions and the feelings that I felt are the same and I actually felt what I was feeling that day when I was scribbling down my chicken scratch on paper. Trust me, it's hard to figure out what I was originally writting that day since my hand-writting is horrible, I tried my best to write out (and make sure it made sense to you) what it said.

Bleehh

2008-01-07T18:39:00.000-08:00

So this basically is a filler in the blog and stuff like that. I can't stop saying and stuff, it's like the best inside joke ever! I mean this weekend was sooo much fun because I went to the Philadelphia Art Museum - though strangely it had armor there... - and China Town to buy little Chinese ... things!

And today I got to stay home! And had sushi for lunch, it was really good sushi, even though sushi is Japanese, (my mommy says so) I still got to have Asian cuisine, which is good.

So I refuse to have a small random post so I decided to say that I'm really tired and my throat is sore for some odd reason I can't name right now, but I do have a clue as to when my throat was going to get sore and had tons of honey today it wasn't even funny. Honey, next to cranberries, it's nature's antibiotic... actually cranberries pretty much own honey no matter what... sorry little black bears in North Jersey...

Yes, there are bear in New Jersey for those of you who this that it's just one gigantic city filled with smog, trust me, I know what smog smells like... GROSS, go to Philly (I hope I don't get shot) and take a whiff, it's like pollution on a stick and death to all the little birdies who fly by. But strangely enough I didn't notice any birds perch themselves on George Washington's head in front of the Museum and for those of you who don't know. There is a China Town in Philly, and it was dim sum!

It's a Chinese tradition every Sunday there's like a buffet thing you pick... random, but yeah. And Brittany Spears so sucks as an actress.

Yeah... just putting that out there Chris, aww... I still WUB WOO. No, not like that... idiot.

Let's start it off a week later.

2008-01-07T15:32:00.000-08:00

Okay so I decided to start off the new year by being a hypocrite and showing you all the parody of the eleven layers of me. And depending on my mood there MAY be a video.

11 Layers of Me

LAYER ONE: Spell your name with animals:

No, because I'm sure there isn't an animal named Y-Elephant

LAYER TWO:

--Name: Can't tell you
--Birthday: why would I tell you?
--Location: NEVER!
--Eye Color- eh... brown
--Natural Hair Color: brown
-- Right or left handed: hmm... no.

LAYER THREE:

-- Shoes you wore today: Why would anyone care what shoes I wore today?
-- Your perfect pizza: LIMES.
-- Best holiday: Eh... I believe that all holidays have a sufficigence
-- Most missed memory: NADA

LAYER FOUR:

--How many pets do you have: eh...
--If you got to go anywhere in the world, where would you go?: GERMANY because I'm cool like that.
--Who would you go with? cousin

LAYER FIVE:

--Pepsi or Coke: Hah, my friend put Dr. Pepper because that's the only soda she likes... I think I drank some of her Dr. Pepper a few days ago...
--McDonald's or Burger King: Ew. They make me wanna go VEGAN
-- Adidas or Nike: eh.
-- Coffee or tea: tea =]
--Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla because chocolate is messy

LAYER SIX:Do you..

--Sing: Why?
--Get motion sickness: Eh.
--Think you're a health freak: HAH, this is really stupid.
--Get along with your parents: why does everyone take these, we all know we're gonna lie eventually.
--Play an instrument: These are starting to look like police questions

LAYER SEVEN:In the past month have you..

-- Gone to the mall: stupid question
-- Been on stage: stupid question
-- Gone skating: stupid question, everyone goes skating.

LAYER EIGHT:Have you ever..

-- Been in big trouble with your parents: stupid question
-- Ever lied about your age: eh who hasn't?

LAYER NINE:

--Age you hope to be married: eh
-- Number of Children: EEEEEEEH

LAYER TEN:
--Height of opposite sex: obviously women want them taller
--Best eye color: looks don't matter, cept the height
--Best hair color: Eh.
--Best age: MATURITY SCALE SAYS OLD

LAYER ELEVEN:
-- Number of people you could trust in your life right now: eh
-- Tattoos: ew.
--Piercings: ears, want one on my nose.

IT WORKED!

2007-12-31T11:27:00.000-08:00

Today's first post is brought to you by Sam, because I said so.

ZOMG! I actually helped someone! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES! I actually achieved something, I win! Okay, okay, enough bragging and happy dances on the sidelines. The last post should have made you feel good and if not, then well, you must have not been listening, I also noticed typos, but I'm too lazy to fix it. You can sense the commitment I have with this blog. So I'm going to discuss further into perfection and yes! I'm going to devulge into why girls act the way they act and vice versa, but those will be in a different and seperate post.

Definition of Perfection: the state of being without a flaw or defect
paragon: an ideal instance; a perfect embodiment of a concept
the act of making something perfect

See? Are you ever going to be complete? Well according to my beliefs I will never be complete until I have God in my life as much as possible, basing every decision on him, my homework, my work, school, family, life, and even love. He comes in everywhere and some people actually ask me, how can you do that? Well I can, even though sometimes I wish he'd butt out, but I know he's always there even when I don't want him to be there. If you're parents are FORCING you to go to church or the temple or that Jewish place which starts with an 's' and I cannot remember at the moment. Then honestly tell them they're pushing you away from your faith (whatever that may be) and they might consider this and still force you but at least you put in that communication field which probably wasn't there before. I consider myself to be very close to my parents, not like friends, but close. They almost complete me, but I know I won't be complete until I find myself first. And I can do that through faith, not some silly little survey, but I have come to notice that I am fake. But everyone has a little bit of fakeness in them, they don't completely tell the truth, everyone lies, surely you know that. And wrong doings, will not make you complete.

Definition of Complete:
having every necessary or normal part or component or step;
come or bring to a finish or an end;
bring to a whole, with all the necessary parts or elements;
perfect and complete in every respect; having all necessary qualities; "
dispatch: complete or carry out;
accomplished: highly skilled

You are not perfect or complete and your spouse or 'high school sweetheart' will not make you fulfilled in anyway, except love, possibly. But even then, something will still be missing.

Perfect = Nothing.

2007-12-26T10:16:00.000-08:00

I've come to a conclusion that nothing is perfect. A piece of artwork isn't perfect because in someone else's eye it is horrible but in the artists' eyes it's beautiful. So, love obviously isn't perfect, Jesus was perfect. My handwriting isn't perfect, my grammar is far from perfect, my hair isn't perfect, everything about me isn't perfect and yet, I don't need a perfect body in every way to realize I'm going to live anyway. Isn't that what every girl thinks, their either fat or too skinny, or too tall or too short, too something right? But you don't need to be perfect, no, you CAN'T be perfect, so stop trying to be something you're not. Actresses are not perfect, it may seem like that, but they all have the same flaws as us. In a way, they are just like us, except with more money possibly. Perfect is nothing, because when you are perfect, nothing is exciting there is no competition anymore, no more sports, no more nothing. You can't raise your kid thinking that they can someday be perfect, because in their eyes, that's what they think perfect is, their mom and dad. If their mom and dad started telling them their flaws, then they have this drive to please them and the only way to please them is making them perfect. If you're body isn't the way you want it, too bad because even if you get to that goal weight, you're gonna find something wrong with you again. Perfect is nothing, I know God is perfect but, we are not, we are NOTHING, but to him, we are something beautiful and he didn't make us so that we would fight wars, kill our brothers, enslave human beings, call each other names and do harmful drugs. Perfect is nothing in his eyes, in my eyes perfect is nothing because you can't attain it so why waste your time thinking that?

Perfect = Nothing. I think I finally caught onto something, YOU ARE NOT PERFECT. So get over it and move on, because you're trying to make yourself something impossible, you can't be perfect because if you were perfect, you wouldn't do drugs, you wouldn't drink, you wouldn't curse, and hair? What is perfect hair, blonde, red, brown? Green? You can't be perfect because in the dictionary, perfect doesn't go that far, it only says something without flaws. And no matter what you have or what you say, you will and will not have that perfection you wanted or have anything in your possession that is perfect. So get over it already and move on with your life because you're wasting your life away trying to be perfect when you could just accept it and have fun. If you didn't dress perfectly, another example of perfection by the way, would your friends dump you? What about friends? There is no perfect friend, there is no perfect boyfriend dispite what you may think, nothing and no one is perfect.

If you are fixed on the fact that you are fat and your friend say your aren't believe them because you might loose them in the long run because of that. If they say you're not fat, then you're not fat, over it, done, finished, that's it. If you're convinced your ugly and your friends say you're not then you're not ugly, you're beautiful in some way, one special guy will think you're beautiful. Soulmates if you will, that's what I believe, there is someone out there for you and age? Not an issue. If you really were meant to be with this person then you would know it deep down in your soul that you were meant to meet this person one way or another. Fate will make sure that you will meet if it's meant to be. If plans don't always make out, if you always seem to miss them, are you really meant to be? If you always fight, and have sex with him just to make sure he doesn't leave, are you really meant to be? That one special guy you're supposed to be may be watching on the sidelines or not even know you, but that special guy will wait for you and may actually want to wait himself.

But if someone is pressuring you into doing something you don't want to do, who is gonna win in the end? Him, like I said you don't need to give it up to be perfect, just be yourself and you'll start seeing yourself as perfect or close to it because you love yourself.

Love yourself or stop complaining.

The Eve of the Eve

2007-12-23T18:44:00.000-08:00

It's the Eve of Christmas Eve or Christmas Eve Eve. And I'm deciding which color I should paint my nails. That was random, and I'm thinking about why I keep typing 'ever' instead of 'eve', and I have the biggest urge to push the 'f' key, oh yeah that felt good, that felt good also, and that too, not that though. I suck. Shortest sentence in the history of the history of earth except for 'Amen.' which is like the Allah of all phrases. You can basically say Amen after anything and it'll still make more sense then the actual phrase spoken before it. hah, I just insulted something and I don't even know when, what, or where it's going to happen. Like you can say your dog just died and say Amen.

Okay, maybe not, it might give you a few awkward silences but at least you'll have time to think about what you're going to say to break that tense air of awkward silence. I decided to say something I've never said before. The monkey drives the speaker behind the icecream trunk. Really I've never said that before, isn't it surprising? Isn't it also surprising that I used the word before in the last two sentences and 'isn't it surprising' in the last two also... wow, that's just ironic, for me, you were expecting that.

Because everything about me is SO predictable and compared to my behavior everyone is a psyhic and I'm just a stupid little girl from New Jersey. I totally just made that up, I'm more random then the monkey sentence I made up a paragraph ago, I never said that before either! Wait! Never mind, I have, why do I keep spelling/typing have wrong, I mean it's a four letter word isn't it? I knew that I was typing wrong in those classes in fourth grade. My fourth grade teacher actually said he was going to staple our eyelids to the ceilng and put half a slug in our nose. But the catch is, you have to choose which half. Personally I think I would choose the side without the head. And if we got to choose which type of slug, I think I would choose a dry one because I don't want blood trickling down my nose into my gasp in pain mouth. I would use dases but I'm too lazy and I would also use the proper word for dashes, but I'm also extremely lazy to do that. I really need a shower, today my hair was really messy and I didn't evne brush it because I woke up at seven when I went to bed at one 'o clock in the morning, needless to say, I was pissed.

I'm not supposed to use that word but I don't care, well it was nice telling you my random thoughts of today, I never realized how weird I was... until I started typing/writing down my thoughts. I'd better go before anymore thoughts interupt my goodbyes.

Peace.

Rated What?

2007-12-22T19:27:00.000-08:00

The following blog post is rated PG-13 because Margarita Sunshine is too good for PG and she doesn't have her parents with her at the moment.

Anyways, I'm bored so I'm basically posting here, wasting time... my life and everything else, hey wanna learn a really bad racial slurred controversial song? Yeah I thought so, so before I start telling you my friend and I's ballad of really bad racial slurred controversial issues I decided to tell you how it came up in the first place.

Okay so I forgot my gloves at my friend's house so I had to go back and then I said how my other friend's house is a few blocks down but on the same street at my other friend. And I told the friend I was walking with about her and stuffs. Then I shouted 'Don't smoke weed' really loud, louder then I wanted it to be. Then we ran across the street and started to yell how bad weed was and it's bad for you and then we started to sing about it. Here it goes...

Weed is really bad for you,
It's really bad you me and me and you,
It's even bad for Jews too
And sometimes Pakistanis, woo!

Weed is bad for you,
Really, really bad for you and jews
and Pakistanis, woo.

And then we mixed it up saying weed was good and started repeating words and overlapping each other, it was really funny because there really was not point to it because we don't smoke weed, we just felt like singing a song about in front of the police station... Yeah we freak out when a kid came out of nowhere and I screamed really loud. So that wasn't the smartest thing to do at the time but yeah, we are big fat morons.

Anyways we had fun and weed is bad blah, blah, blah the message is that your friends are everything and don't let freedom of speech and antisetism affect your decisions in song writing even though they may effect your moral conscious each time you write down or type a racial slur. That was a really long sentence. And that was a really short sentence even though I'm going to make this sentece longer then the second one because I'm cool like that. Well, right now this post doesn't even have a point to it at all, so I think that I'll just leave you with this medium long sentence with a quote I love.

Weed is bad for Jews.

Peace.

My dogs are gay.

2007-12-21T19:52:00.000-08:00

My dogs are gay, I know, GAY, dogs are not gay! Animals do not become gay! They are either straight or asexual, not GAY! I mean I know in Legally Blond 2 Bruiser and that dog was gay, but that was a movie, I mean really everyone saw that the big dog was a girl... but I'm serious, my dogs are GAY. HOMOSEXUAL, THE OTHER WAY, FLAMING ON, GAY, NOT STRAIGHT, THAT WAY, THEY'RE LIKE THAT, THEY ACTUALLY GO THAT WAY. So, you can only guess what today's topic is, to my depressing disappoint, homosexuality and bisexuality.

Can animals like it both ways? Maybe... anyways my older sister, who has had medical training (not in animals) with humans says that homosexuality in the Animal Kingdom is common. And I'm like WTF common?! Is that why we don't have dinosaurs anymore?! Or King Kong...?! Okay so I was pulling stuff out of the air the last two times, but still... GAY ELEPHANTS?! That's like saying gay babies, which I don't believe, I don't care what you say, I think I said this before, you were not born that way because if you were. You were so thinking about screwing your baby friend next door and you don't know what a penis is yet so yeah, you're wrong, I'm right end of story. So today's topic? Gay people, FLAMING MAN, ELLEN DEGENERATE.

Yes, I know I spelled it wrong, because if the NBC writers don't feel like writing then I don't feel like spelling and she doesn't feel like being straight then I guess elephants can be gay. Okay I seriously need to learn to let things go. Okay so my friend decided to bring his oracle cards to school a few days ago, so I was like whatever and decided to try them out. Okay so I did and basically it said fly above whatever happens and dismiss it and then it said change was coming and it couldn't change and to just deal with it. Is this what they meant because if my dogs are gay, and if I can't change it I will never look at them the same again. But the funny thing is, it could be dominance and whenever my sister says homosexuality I seriously have the urge to giggle and shout random phrases about stuff.

So, Christmas is officially in three or four days depending on your time zone, two if you're in Japan or Australia. I don't know if that made sense or not but it's true, are Kangaroos gay? Why can't I just let this one go?! I'm sorry but aren't you curious, I mean who isn't curious if they're dog is gay or not? I mean were you expecting me to ramble on about gay elephants. I wonder what the feminine verison of gay is in spanish... dude, I seriously need to get a life or learn about stuff. Like how gay animals can be, you can take that both ways if you'd like. But noy bisexuality or trisexuality, that includes monkeys.

Christmas-y

2007-12-19T17:20:00.000-08:00

Gravity by Sara Bareilles (I don't get paid to say that) is the most awesomest song I've ever heard in the history of foreverness. So what am I doing right now? Trying not to sneeze from the anti-fungi powder and watching the Santa Claus(e). The first one of course, it's the bestest after all. So onto my anti-fungi moment, I have almost all of my favorite (and most of them which strangely are all mostly black, white, and some form of red or pink) shoes and whatnot on the floor covered in anti-fungal powder because I have altheletes foot. This is what happens when you try to have nice shoes and jog. I'm so gay. UGH.

That's so homosexual, I swear I said that once and then my friend yelled at me and told me something about them being born gay. Honestly when you're four I do think you're thinking about banging your best friend because that's what being gay was. Did you know that they tried to teach kindergardeners how to masturbate? I have a feeling that I've said this before. Okay so, I did say this before but since I have problems with people (and major issues with changing things to the way I hate it) I decided to review, shall we?

Meh, cliche. HA. I didn't say that before, yay I feel special, more like sped-cial. Ah, jokes because my friends and then their gingers which basically will never die until I'm forty-two, ha, Chuck Norris, again sorry.

Though I have no idea what I'm talking about, Chuck Norris jokes and/or facts seem to fit in at this moment. And I felt like making another paragraph/sentence/phrase, no, I'm pretty sure it was sentence or a phrase. Yeah definately sentence and my ring keeps slipping to the sides, it's' really annoying and frustrating and what not, I feel like GAH stabbing myself. Aww... the cliche thing about adult/grown-ups not believing in Santa Claus. And the whole seeing isn't believing, believing is seeing, aww... Charlie - in this movie - is adorable and sweet. He's got that pre-puberty voice going on, the little squeaky one, you know what I'm talking about yeah, it's adorable right? I wish where I lived we got snow because Christmas isn't as great without it, I know sad to hear from a die hard christian but it's true, believe it or not.

MAN! That kid is smart and cute and I just realized that the mother is super fabulously annoying and her haircut and Tim Allen is awesome too. Haha, firefighter... OMG! THE TEACHER IS UHMM... YEAH! Really soft voice and brown hair.

Two places at once.

2007-12-17T14:26:00.000-08:00

Yeah, so I've been thinking, I'm down right screwed, I can't stop loving him, no matter how hard I try, he's still there and then there's the other one. If I'm in love with one I must be with the other right? I keep denying the fact that I love him and it's just a cruch to fill space, you know? But the more and more I think about, I have trust issues and feel as if though I can trust him, like I can tell all my secrets to him. I've always taught you to follow your heart, and listen to it, like when you're doing something you're not supposed to be doing and you know it's wrong you don't it anymore. I know I sound like a hypocrit right now, what is my heart saying, its as if I already knew who the one was all along, I know I have to tell him eventually because if I didn't it would tear me up inside. And what if I left high school afterwards, would I still think about him? I think I'm going to cry, I love my childhood, and I know I'm not ready to take care of myself but I'm getting there, once I get a job I know I won't spend all of it on something useless, I'll save for gas money or something useful like that.

So, two places at once, I wish I could be in two places at once, but I can't and it's not fair. I want him to know, to know that I love him, it's not as if it'll change his mind, he might even be repulsed by me and laugh in my face. And that's how I know I'm in love with him, because if I just liked him I would be able to move on right? But to me, he's just so perfect, not too annoying, that face can melt me in seconds and yet he won't return my love. Never loose hope, but what happens when that hope dies? I love him so much and he doesn't even know, I mean how twisted is that?

Let it be, fine, okay and when will I know when to not let it be? I have no one, no one to talk to, no one to love, no one wants me, no one even thinks about me. If I told my friend I was going to kill myself, what would happen, nothing, they wouldn't believe me or wouldn't care. That's because I have no friends, they all just use me, okay maybe I'm going over with this after all it's about you, not me. You can make a difference, and I can't because I can't. I can't do it, I can't reach my goals, I can't do anything unless, some one helps me, but no one will but I wanna help you.

Even When I'm Gone

2007-12-07T20:23:00.000-08:00

I've been thinking about a lot of things, about life and death, and I've been ignoring all the signs. It's been all around me, I knew something was trying to warn me about something, about death about something bad that was going to happen. Something is going to happen and it's going to happen to me, why didn't I see it before? I'm going to die! Literally! I can't believe I didn't see it before! I'm going to be murder or die of cancer or get eaten by bambi like thumper!

Okay maybe I'm just over analyzing things a little too much, I mean it could be fortelling good things in my future or I could be just crazy. Why does this have to happen now?! I mean everything has been going great, I've been getting good grades, studying for tests, doing homework, having a social life and I even like someone new! But NO, I can't be happy I have to die! I don't wanna die!

What the heck am I talking about? I don't even know if I'm going to die, I'm just basically guessing the whole time, I'm just jumping to conclusions and being way too overly dramatic these days. Or maybe someone is going to eat me! Like how bambi ate thumper! Okay I totally have a great explaination for that really weird sentence and I swear to allah that I wasn't high or drunk or anything like that, I mean I was in school for goodness sakes!

Okay dude, in the Media Center (Library) today I took a midol and my friends were saying how I was taking drugs and stuff and then I sat down because I had a huge headache so I was like, okay I'll take some midol. Then I started to mess with my friend and tell him that there was a talking mushroom behind him and then I went on pointing to a random table and screamed that Bambi was eating thumper on the table and how gross it was and I was really annoying today.

Then I went on about how donald duck was chasing me and my friend was getting chased by a dildo and she was putting tic tacs down my shirt and stuff and I threw tic tacs at my friend while he was reading a book. Then I told him that my history teacher was going to come out of the history and eat him if he asked him a question and then while my friend was trying to calm me down he actually came out and I told him to ask a question.

Then while I was waiting with my friends for my mom, I shouted the entire story out to everyone a lot, like five times in a row.

Heart and Soul

2007-12-04T16:22:00.000-08:00

I've been told that I was Thomas Jefferson because he was a brilliant writer, I don't think I'm nearly as close to a writer as most people think I am. He was so modest, well in some parts, I mean on his grave it said: 'Writer of the Declaration of Independence, Writer of the Virgina something, and Father of the University of Virgina'. I mean it never said he was the first secretary of state or that he was the third president of the United States or that he did so many other things that helped America, all he wanted was the things he wasn't known for. Because he felt they were more significant then being president, he thought his term didn't do a thing, but the truth is, he did everything in his power to stand up for the little guy and that I thank him for. I mean when someone writes, they don't just put the typical cliche that everyone loves, they throw in the regular romance, but what people really want is the girl falling in love with the other guy! That's what they appreciate because you never know what's going to happen next.

I know these facts because I am a writer, I can see and feel the things and emotional the character's feel and when I write I put my heart and soul into so you feel it too. I want you to feel the confusion and teenage angst that I feel when I am writing this. Most of all I want you to feel what others around may possibly feel, so you can better understand that geek you all loved to talk about so much. I just want you to know that I do so much for all of you so that you can have a better life and so you don't screw it up in the middle of it. Honestly some of you need to wake up and listen to what I'm telling you because if you don't, you're gonna go down a road that only leads to sadness and despair.

Yeah, blah, blah, blah, ANYWAYS... I think since my goal of coming up with fifty post is about to become a reality so I will be posting frequently from now on...

Now. Back to the inspiration, how I got the inspiration for all of my stories, sometimes they honestly come from writer's themselves, the clever ones who come up with slogans and talk show jokes and reality show scripts. Yes they are the inspiration where everyone gets their very own slogans and witty things to say at school or your work place. I use work place now because, wince, I will have to get a job soon, yes Margarita gets to have a job and earn her own money someone else thinks she should take her driver's test again. Come on it's only fifty questions opposed to the 288 I had to take on my World History A midterm, thankfully I didn't have to take a final because she got pregnant, and yes, the baby's due in ten days. And that made me feel awesome, since she told one class and by the end of the day everyone knew when she was due and if it was a boy or girl or not. It's a girl by the way, and they're naming her Amy Wasakowski or Emily Wasakowski, rolls off the tongue doesn't it?

Yeah, I know, but as I am practically oozing from inspiration I feel as through everything I just said went right through you and you will continue to live your life the way it is tomorrow. You know what, go ahead but when you're paralyzed from the waist down and can no longer feel anything down there, you'll be sorry you EVER took a drug or drank that alcohol at the party and got into that car and killed your best friend. Your best friend, dead because of you're irresponsibility, I hope you realize what you did and what you are going to do if you continue live recklessly like this.

Piece of My Life

2007-11-28T23:26:00.000-08:00

Okay so last blog entry was a bit emotional for me to write to say the least, it's a lot to process over time and it's not my place to tell the world some one's story personally, but today I am going to tell some one's story of love and me basically getting to say, 'screw it!' not in those words personally because he would just kill me if I used those exact words. So before I got on here I was imagining beating up a girl from my school... yeah me too, butterflies right? So anyways I couldn't sleep so I decided, aha! Blog entry in the middle of the night, and hopefully I'll be tired after some hardcore writing. So today's segment is about love and relationships and how Margarita takes some one's love life and doesn't ruin it, but fixes it for the better, you'll see what I mean in a minute. Okay so for these persons' privacy, I am going to call them CM and CC, CM is the guy that came to me and sadly CC is the girl surprisingly, this guys has balls. Yes, you're welcome CM. Obviously MS is going to be me but I mark it later on anyways, and I'm going to have comments (foot notes!) about the comments that come up in the situation will be in red.

So blah, blah, blah, debate project... and then he opens up.
CM: no, I've been working on my debate project.
hey MARGARITA (he used my real name), if I tell you something, I can trust you not to tell ANYONE

MS (me):Really, Chris, who am I going to tell? My imaginary friend, Albert, though on sundays he does need to gossip, nevermind that... yes you can trust me.

Okay so I had to be sarcastic at that point because it's just so much fun! Okay serious Margarita! AHEM.

CM: Okay, I just had to make sure....
I'm not sure how to say this, but I don't think CC and I are right for each other... I didn't think the age difference would bother me

Yes, age difference, their age difference was four years, you're probably like wow LOSER, no seriously not loser... age is a just a number, even though I don't believe that it seems to fit in here. Moving on...

CM:but more and more it is...
I don't mean to put any pressure on you, but any advice? Should I wait and see if I'm just in a phase, or should I talk to her about this?

BIG NO-NO on asking the EX-girlfriend (yes I dated him) your advice on whether or not you should break up with your girlfriend, truth was when this day came I would seriously SAY YES GOD YES, but now that's not fair and I feel differently. Never ask your bitter ex-girlfriend advice on other girls, NEVER, ALWAYS ask a friend whose a girl that you're not too close enough to, to ask your question. Unless you're me, I don't let personal things get in the way. Yeah shut up, and let's move on to my answer.

MS: Was it different? Or was it the same? Did you feel the same way about me, did you love her the same way? Did you feel the same? Was it stronger or looser? Or was it the same. I don't have all the answers, even though sometimes, the psychological answers seem to come to me. (Go me!) It's hard to say. Honestly you shouldn't be talking to me, you should be talking to her about this. But I already know her reaction, because my heart is feeling it now. You have to tell her, but the real question is, when we broke up, like a few minutes before it, did you feel the same way you do now?

The, dun dun dun, did he feel the same way question. Now if he felt the same way... you know the answer, Margarita had this fellow in a chokehold.

CM: When we broke up, I didn't feel this at all. I feel almost empty, and I feel like such a jackass for doing this to her. I'll tell her, and please pray that she takes it well.

YES! THIS GUY HAS BALLS! As soon as he finds out he has a problem, he came to me and that my friends is a guy that has some major testes. Yeah, so besides talking about my ex-boyfriend having sexual reproductive organs (getting it yet? ;-D), he seriously did the right thing by talking to me and then clearing his head to figure out what to do. And now the almighty famous quote from so many movies!

MS: You were in like with her, though you may say you were in love there's a fine line between liking someone intensly and loving someone to an endless extent. When you thought about her, did you see kids? And minivans, and a house or did you see a few weeks from now, the same? Did you imagine yourself proposing? Did you imagine christmas with her family? What about loosing her, if you lost her, right now, would you feel any different? You can't fall out of love, but you can put it out for a while. When you're in love with someone, you want them to hold you, not kiss you. You want them to love you, return their feelings, and three words is what it takes, so many people throw that word around, you only know you're in love when you love them enough to let them go. You love them enough that to see them happy is enough for you, even when it hurts them too. She may have been seriously in love with her, but you have to do some soul searching yourself, how hard did you fall ever? That's who you're supposed to be with, that's the one, but you have to find them first.
Besides, you may be a jackass, but you're still my asshole. (This is my favorite part!)

CM: I have to say it, you should be a psychologist.

BAM, BOOM, SHAMACK, OWNED, PWNED, PAWNED, BOUGHT, SLAUGHTERED AND SKINNED BIOTCHES! Bask in my amazing glow, someone agrees with me!

CM: Everything you said was right, I was in like with her. I never saw minivans nor kids nor proposing. I broke up with her, and now I'm the worlds biggest jackass; she just thanked me for breaking her heart.

MS: Well, what does she expect? Did she want you to lead her on? That would only make her hurt even more, honestly some girls don't have any brains with relationships. Do you want me to talk to her? Cause I seriously will yell at her.

CM: No, I would feel even worse. This is what she just sent to me:
CC: You always made me happy and you were there for me. I don't want it to be over. I seriously don't want it to be over. I loved you and I still do. It's not all of your fault because it's my fault to for not being able to stay on very late. You were my someone who made me happy. You were my someone who was there for me when it counted. I do want to remain friends with you and I don't think I'd ever want to not talk to you again.

Wow, she even makes me feel AND look like a dick.

CM: I don't want to break her heart, but I don't want to lead her on either. I need to know if I do either if I say this:
I'm glad you still want to talk, because I do too. I just feel empty CC, and I know that's not good for a relationship. You've done nothing wrong and none of it is your fault, I promise you. I don't think I can be in a relationship right now, I'm sorry. No blame resides with you CC, and I once again am sorry for this. I know nothing I can say will make up for this, but if I could I would. I am sorry.
and I'm sorry for asking you this MARGARITA SUNSHINE, but I need to know if I'm unintentionally hurting her more.

Wow, BALLING! Seriously, go up a few passages and look at my balls speech, seriously go do it!

MS: At least you're telling the truth, and I know you don't mean to hurt her, but unintentionally yes, you are. But you can't help that either way, just try to be gentle with her and she can still be friends with you, just give her time. With me it was different somehow, I don't know how but it was different.

Because you were in love with me =D, hah, I'm not telling him THAT directly are you kidding me, no way in hell!

CM: You're right, I don't know what was different either. And I'll give her time, hopefully her and I can come out of this friends like you and I are.

Because we're SPED-ical. And now some grasshopper advice.

MS: I guess, just have the patience.

CM: Yea, because I have such great patience

MS: Yup! You can do it!

CM: Thanks MARGARITA SUNSHINE, I owe you for helping with this.

MS: CM, you owe me your life, so when I need a kidney I'm calling you.

And yes, he seriously does because when he had a concussion and didn't even know I stayed up with him for a looooong time telling him to go to bed, but I guess stubbornness is a good thing here! So basicially I gave up and told him he didn't have to go bed, and the next day he was so drugged up he didn't even remember what he said, and oh my reader, he said somethings... sadly, and luckily for him, all that information is lost. I hope you enjoyed this little segment and don't be shy to send in your love, family, or friend problems, I'm always willing to help!

Preciously Lost

2007-11-27T17:43:00.000-08:00

At times like these, it made me think how selfish I really am and how selfish other people are. They always complain about how their hair is not set right or that they need to have this certain thing or their life is over. What the hell guys, seriously, what the hell? I know it sounds cliche, but there are people in the world who can't even afford a bed which caused your hair to go out of whack. They don't go to sleep easily, they sleep on the cold hard ground, in the dirt, with the bugs and other diseases. They don't have it as good as we do, they obviously are more grateful then this country, I can assure you that.

Today, after school I found out that my best friend's mom has cancer, she's 36, okay 36 years old. She's so young and yet she has cancer and you know what else is happening to her, she lives off of welfare. She was homeless and her daughter had to live through that, living with four other families, and yet everyone else complains about things they want and not things they need. And when her daughter went to get the clothes, which were free, she had the nerve to say she was fat in them, let me tell you something, this girl is far from being fat, she is so skinny it's unbelievible.

Cancer, her mother has cancer, and all she can think about is how fat she looks, I mean really, take a freaking look away from the mirror and look at someone who needs your help. Someone who doesn't even know the definition of fat, someone who can't even afford food to faten themselves up in the first place. To those who think they're fat when they are skinny, need to get slapped in the face, because they are the selfish ones and need to break that mirror and help someone else realize that they are beautiful.

Now back to cancer, these disease is deadly, it could kill her, and I don't want to face the fact that if she dies, who will my friend have then? Who is going to be her mother? It's not fair, why did someone so good have to die? She's not dead yet, and I'm not saying she's going to die but, why can't someone like a dictator die of cancer? Why can't a rapist die of cancer? Huh? Why is it always the good ones? Personally I think the people who think world leaders should step down, I would like them to take a shot at their job. Because it's not easy either way, we are not talking about a company here, we are talking about 300,000,000 people to take care of. That's a lot of people, and in case you haven't realized it's hard. And you're probably thinking 'well if it's so hard don't do it,' Who cannot do it and then say it's easy? It's not freaking easy, it's not easy at all. Just like cancer, it's not easy, it not fair most of the time. It just makes you think of all those times you spent with that person and how different it's going to be when they're gone.

And the hardest part of this is the fact that I know what's it like almost loosing your mother, I know the feeling, you imagine what it's like without them and realize how horrible life would be because you're not ready to let them go yet. You still need them, I still need my mom, I don't want her to go, and she didn't yet and I'm so thankful for that.

What I'm trying to say is that you need to be grateful for your hair because cancer patients don't have hair, and you need to be grateful for the dinners you have with your parents because when they're gone, they don't come back. And you won't see them again, it's hard to believe that people won't turn away but they will turn away at their weakest moments.

Emma

2007-11-21T13:50:00.000-08:00

"Mourning over life's true purpose is one's only self-centered victory in this creation of skin and embodiment, which creates the illusion of nutrition of the way one person is supposed to live on their only aspiration, can bring only what a person least desires the most in their mortal state, thus the imprisonment of your own self conceives the fear in which one's self loathes because of its pure power in manipulation of the human mind." - MS

This segment is dedicated to those who have fallen along the path and cannot get up.

Emma

Being something you're not comes naturally to most people. Actually most people wouldn't even give themselves a second chance on changing that. Neither would Emma, Emma wouldn't even blink to change her lifestyle of drugs. She was satisfied with just to be addicted to crack and heroine. She doesn't have family, her mother died when she was eight because of overdose. Her father robbed a bank and became a millionaire because of discovering oil. Emma had no knowledge of him nor did she want knowledge of him or of any other relatives. A drug dealer took her in, she became addicted to drug by age twelve. He sometimes got drunk and knocked Emma around, but she was tough and most of the time ended up stabbing him in one of his limbs. Though she was a drug addict, Emma persisted on getting good grades in school, actually the drug dealer did. So, she graduated high school at age seventeen, just a few days shy of her birthday. She did get a scholarship, but it was not enough to pay for an entire intuition, so she declined. Now Emma is nineteen, she moved out of her apartment because the drug dealer who took her in tried to rape her and succeeded. That was not her first time, but Emma was still scarred for life. She disconnected from her friends after graduation, they were using her to get drugs.

Emma was not pale but very tanned, her hair was a deep dark black color and her eyes changed regularly from green to brown to blue to honey. Because she was an addict her weight always was borderline anorexic plus she didn't eat that much. On her arms were tiny little cuts, she cut herself every thursday and saturday afternoon. After the drugs wore off, Emma always fell into depression, and until she got more drugs, she continued to stay depressed. She was truly alone, her drug dealer burnt a picture of her older sister, she left before Emma's mother died. That was the only time Emma cried and she never went out unless it was for drugs or for dancing in the clubs. To Emma, it all seemed fair, the way life was and how it should have been in the first place. In her mind, Emma was vain and cruel to anyone who looked at her in a different way. To Emma life was completely fair and anyone who dared to question her way of life ended up dead. She learned how to shoot a gun at age fifteen. The only difference between her and everyone else was the theory if everything taken away from her, it wouldn't change.

Emma walked down the streets of the city, it was her home or as close as home was going to get.

Margarita Directions

2007-11-20T15:53:00.000-08:00

Hmm... well I decided to make fun of those quizzes which ask you your name and then decided what not to do or how to make you. Thus begins an era (or a few minutes) of ranting about how stupid this is blah, blah, blah.

So, my warning label is: IN THE INTEREST OF SAFETY IT IS ADVISABLE TO KEEP MARGARITA SUNSHINE AWAY FROM FIRE AND FLAMES.

Aha, you know what I say to that? True, so very, very true, I'm seriously, I'm like a pyro. Oooh and THIS one says I'm an official ice cream flavor. Oh wow... it says that I'm multicultural ice cream, awesome. I'm two-faced, oh damn, that's bad... oh well, don't get me wrong but I can admit that I'm two-faced sometimes... when I have off days. THIS IS MY FAVORITE ONE!

How to make a Margarita Sunshine:
Ingredients:
5 parts jealousy
5 parts brilliance
1 part beauty
Method:
Layer ingredientes
in a shot glass.
Serve with a slice of wisdom
and a pinch of salt.
Yum!

hah, if I knew that I was 5 parts jealousy I would say someone is pretty protective of their readers, turn on me and I swear to ALLAH I SHALL SHAMOOK YOU!

Name Achronym... hahahahahaha... let's try!

M-Mischievous - Apparently I am very sneaky sometimes
A-Astounding - Yes, I am mind-blowing
R-Refreshing - Duh, I tell the truth BIOTCH
G-Gentle - er... with babies?
A-Appreciative - HAHAHA NAAAAAW.
R-Rounded - Right... opinions yeah
I-Industrious - What does that mean?
T-Timeless - Yes! I shall live FOREVER AND EVA!
A-Arty - Yes I am very artsie fartsie

S-Spunky - DUH
U-Unforgettable - You shall never forget my never ending rants about Global Warming and insects
N-Nice - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Next question.
S-Shaggy - I'm shag worthy? hmm...
H-Hilarious - Yes, I do believe I'm funny sometimes
I-Industrious - What does that mean?!
N-Nerdy - Duh, I have a blog, of course I'm a nerd.
E-Extreme - Yes, I am.

Okay, okay... A Blogging degree?
hahaha... okay, I'll Bite.

The University of Blogging

Presents to
Margarita Sunshine

An Honorary
Bachelor of
Color Bars

Majoring in
Self Deprication

Signed

Okay I'm done.

Ahhhh what the heck?

2007-11-11T19:35:00.000-08:00

Aparently, I cost a certain amount of money, so yeah...

Natural Hair Color:
[x] Brown - $100
[] Blonde - $50
[] Black - $15
[] Bald - $5
[] Other-$75
Total:$100

Eye Color:(if a mix check both)
[x]Brown - $50
[x] Green - $75
[] Blue $150
[] Hazel $100
[x] Other - $15
Total so far: $240

Height:
[ ] Over 7,, - $200
[ ] 6,,8″ to 7,, - $175
[] 6,,0″ to 6,,7″ - $150
[] 5,,5″ to 5,,11″ - $75
[] 5,,4″ to 5,,10″ - $85
[x] Under 5,,4 - $95
Total so far: $335

Age:
[ ] 50 to 56 - $175
[ ] 46 to 50 - $150
[ ] 41 to 45 - $125
[ ] 31 to 40 - $100
[ ] 26 to 30 - $75
[ ] 21 to 25 - $50
[ ] 19 to 20 - $25
[x] 0 to 18 - $100
Total so far: $435

Birth Order:
[ ] Twins or more than twins - $750
[x] First Born - $320
[ ] Only Child - $250
[x] second born - $150
[x] Middle child - $100
[ ] Last Born - $100
[ ] third born - $550
[ ] fourth born - $300
[ ] fifth born - $400
[ ] sixth born -$215
Total so far: $1005

Drink?
[] I did like once - $400
[] Only Holidays - $250
[x] Sometimes - $215
[] YES - $200
[] only weekends - $300
[] Every other day - $50
[] Once a day - $15
[] I live from the bottle - $Bankrupt$ [[back to $ZERO]]
[] No - $600
Total so far:$1220

Vision?
[] perfect vision $400
[x] only a little bad $300
[] need or have glasses/ contacts but dont wear them $200
[x] No correction $100
[] Glasses $50
[] contacts $25
[] Surgical correction -$15
Total so far:$1620

Shoe Size:
[] 13+ - $300
[ ] 12 and a half to 13 - $250
[] 11 to 12 - $400
[x] 7 to 10 - $500
[] Under 7- $450
Total so far: $2120

Favorite Colors (two):
[] Green-$750
[x] Red - $600
[] Black - $100
[] Yellow -$475
[] Brown - $300
[x] Purple - $225
[] White - $400
[] Aqua - $350
[] Orange - $300
[] Blue - $300
[] Pink - $100
[] Other - $500
Total:$2945

Did you use a calculator to add it all up?
[] Yes $0
[x] Nope-add $1000
[] some- $750
Final Total: $3945

Aparently I cost the same prices as a freaking camera on apple.com

Keep On Going

2007-11-10T14:39:00.000-08:00

Lately I've noticed that people seriously suck, I mean come on, they really do suck. Everyone sucks, or they have that sucky moment in their life, thus making them suckish. Which means everything that person has, and will make contact with made everything suck, therefore - everything sucks. Ha, it's not like I haven't figured this out before, I'm pretty sure everyone has figured this out before. And everyone is the same, despite what YOU may think, you are just like your neighbor. They have the same desire to find love (no matter what situation), the same desire to have lots of money, and the same desire to find theirselves. Sound familiar?

Why do you think I can read your minds most of the time, you're probably think, yeah sure... but aha! I got you right there, people are predictable, everyone is predictable. You can tell where someone is going to end up with just looking at their grades, medical reports. Anything, the clothes they wear, yes that infamous saying 'looks can be deceiving'. That's true at first, but in the end, how do they act? The way you wanted them to act, now I must tell you if you're right about one thing, you shouldn't try to test fate and do it again. Be warned because altering with was is supposed to happen and what is not even close can really bite you back. Like karma, Vishnu and Brahma, what goes around comes around and the last two are just Hindu Gods... did you know they have thousands of Gods for everything. Wouldn't it be weird not knowing your entire religion? I just don't think I could do that everyday, unknowing, not knowing something you should, it just doesn't make sense?

And I know some people don't believe parts of the bible, but you can't just choose to believe part and not the other and that's just in general! Everyone is so cynical of things, why can't they just accept it as the truth and leave it as that? No, they have to make it much more complicated, they have to have the attention, that aparently they are deprived of at home! If you have a bunch of money, do not, for the love of God, DON'T complain about your life! So what if your parents don't pay attention to you? Tell them that, rather then craving the attention from your tired friends. Have you ever thought the friend you were whining to? Did you ever once consider their feelings over yours? No, you haven't because this world is sick and people are so self-absorbant that they can only think of themselves.

Ever notice that this is what the media has on ALL DAY LONG? Idealising celebrities, telling girls that they need to be a certain size to be beautiful and saying if you don't have perfect breasts and the right height, you can't get anywhere in life. Whatever happened to morals? Where did they go?

I Broke My Own

2007-11-08T16:12:00.000-08:00

Another song, yeah I know I'm gay, but the inspiration for this song came from me, last night after I drank and took a drag, I sat on the toliet the next morning and thought of the title and realized I needed to express this feeling right now.

I was thinking, last night,
Every single hour, it wasn't right.
I didn't know what I was doing,
but I think ruined, my life.
I saw you last night
And you were as beautiful as ever,
But I would never, let you see me.

I took a drag, I took a drink,
then I stole kiss or two,
But I know, what I broke.

I think I broke my own heart,
I think I broke my own soul,
I think I drove you away from me,
And I didn't even know.
I think I broke my own heart,
I think I killed my soul,
And most of all I drove you away,
And I didn't even realize it.

Before I even met you,
You seemed draw me to you,
My heart was pure,
My soul was real,
This life was true,
But then you came along
And sure enough, you gave away,
All of my dreams today.

I took a drag, I took a drink,
then I stole kiss or two,
But I know, what I broke.

I think I broke my own heart,
I think I broke my own soul,
I think I drove you away from me,
And I didn't even know.
I think I broke my own heart,
I think I killed my soul,
And most of all I drove you away,
And I didn't even realize it.

I sat down in the bathroom,
And then I wrote this song,
And thought all about you,
Then I figured I was wrong.
You didn't notice, how hard I tried.
Then I realized, you weren't the one,
And acceptance is the cure,
If you didn't know before.

I took my heart, I took my soul,
And then let the events unfold,
And even if you didn't want to know.

I broke my heart,
I broke my soul,
Then I drove you away,
And didn't even know it.
I broke my heart,
Then murdered my soul,
And most of all I drove you away,
And I didn't even know it.

Last night.

What I've learned

2007-11-05T15:37:00.000-08:00

My dear fellow blogger, tomorrow is election day. And since I can't vote yet I shall put my two cents in about politics. I love Bush, the end. Nuff said, but really when you hear about those conspiracy theories, what is going on in your head? If you really knew how the government worked you wouldn't think that Bush is planning a terrorist attack THIS YEAR because soldiers take an oath stating that they promise not to bare arms against the American people. And if he was, I'm sure someone in congress has a conscious to stand up and say that it's wrong. So if you think that George Bush is going to be the president for the rest of your life, you honestly do not know George Bush. And you honestly do not know the government enough.

So before you start pointing fingers at random political figures of influence, make sure your story sound straight. And if you're trying to prove that your evidence is on the INTERNET, you seriously have issues because since when is the internet completely true? This is the same place that has the Chuck Norris Facts Engine. Yes, I know, his tears cure cancer, too bad he doesn't cry. And if I get e-mails (bethany_mack@hotmail.com) that say 'praise the Norris' I'm going to hunt you down and stab you, a lot. But when I stab you, remember it's with love.

Sometimes...

So anyways, I'm writing again! Yay I'm officially off my two (one) week leaving period, and yes, it's because I love you all that much. And because I really want fifty posts by the end of the year, yeah that's not gonna happen. But hey, there's a New Year's resolution to fit in too, right? And yes, I have finally fallen out of love from the dude, his name is dude and shall forever remain dude until further notice. I love you all though, because your support, which was somewhat surprising, made me keep righting. And I want to tell you how the counter thingy works, that's the amount of views per DAY, yeah I cheated and made it that way. I love codes, and gaiaonline.

Seriously, go to that site, no I'm just kidding, we don't need more people. Myspace needs to lose a couple 500 million people, I can't wait until it reaches one billion members I seriously am going to bash myspace that day. I've had a Myspace for three years now (yes I was twelve) but hey, I only had one picture that I post on that until I turned fourteen. And my Aunt just came in randomly... that was weird but hey family is awesome and I love them. My family is weird, very weird, you think you have met weird, no you haven't. My Aunt used to come to my house and watch King of Queens with me and my dad but now she doesn't because the show ended. But she still comes over randomly in the summer and winter and fall and not spring for some odd reason but everything else she does.

My family is that back away slowly and runaway laughing weird, the dictionary weird, we all act the same, have the same loudness to our voices (especially my cousin) and the same personalities. Except for me, I act more like my mom's side rather then my dad's side but at least I get to learn things from both sides right? I mean my mother's side sends me to Florida every year and my dad's side saved me. But my grandmother saves me too because she's.. a crazy... yeah I've had my share of crazy people considering my family.

But severly crazy family like 'I'm gonna eat you' famliy not really, so this blog post doesn't have a theme, but I guess purposes for thing happen and I'm not deleting all of this just so one person is happy, I'm posting this because I'm happy. My family makes me happy, and yes I am going to post some Women's History on the blog because I have a research project and decided to post something on here so everyone knows what women did in the 1700s to the 1800s. Surprisingly they did a lot more then what you think they did, they ran the households most of the time but now I must depart I'll post more this week when I have time (or I'm just bored). I'm sure I will be sometime this week.

After Another

2007-10-27T16:11:00.001-07:00

Yup, I told you so, one right after another! Do chickens fly? Yes, on occassion they do. So, today's segment is, stupid questions and even stupider answers! And some smart ones are in there too. Yay. There is no color coding due to lack of peppiness and highness of laziness.

Is MOBY DICK really the greatest piece of American history?
No, it's a matter of opinion, personally I have not even gotten to the tenth chapter, let alone the middle of the book, but I will tell you if it is a good book or not.

Not... Why is green, green?
Green is green because green is green.

Do you like pie?
Do I like pie?

What does the word Azerkail mean to you?
A lot of memories.

What is a plank length?
FOR GOODNESS SAKE I AM LOOKING THIS UP ONCE AND FOR ALL!
The Planck length, denoted by , is the unit of length approximately 1.6 × 10−35 metres, 6.3 × 10-34 inches, or about 10-20 times the diameter of a proton. It is in the system of units known as Planck units. The Planck length is deemed "natural" because it can be defined from three fundamental physical constants: the speed of light, Planck's constant, and the gravitational constant.
The physical significance of the Planck length is unclear. Because it is the only length (up to a constant factor) obtainable from the constants G, h, and c, it is expected to play some role in a theory of quantum gravity. In some forms of quantum gravity, it is the length scale at which the structure of spacetime becomes dominated by quantum effects, giving it a discrete or foamy structure. In other forms of quantum gravity there are no such effects. If there are large extra dimensions, the measured strength of gravity may be much smaller than its true (small-scale) value; in this case the Planck length would have no physical significance, and quantum gravitational effects would appear at much larger scales.
TAKE THAT BIOTCH!

Do you like the color orange?
Do I love tomatoes? No.

What is a Turkey Hawk?
A turkey and a hawk decided to mate thus the turkey hawk!

Apple Pie?
WTF this isn't a freaking question!

Do you own a phone?
No, I live in amish country.

Do you live in amish country?
Yes, yes I do, which is why I have a computer and a TV and go to public school.

I love you.
I love you too, now next question.

Do you like ice cream?
Yes, now I'm going to get some.

Okay guys I really want to look up stuff, so I did.

Look up a famous actor you hate's favorite food.
MUAHAHA This one actually came from another blog on blogspot.com!
Tom Cruise's Favorite Food: Tom Cruise flew three of his favorite Italian chefs half way accross the world just to cook for his birthday last week. The "chefs" are from restaurant Dal Bolognese in Rome, Italy. Apparently Tom Cruise likes Italian food.

Look up All the different shades of Orange.
I hate this person but I did anyway!
Yeah didn't find anything (thank GOD)

Moving on... Look up all of the fruits of the world.
I hate this person even more.
But I did it anyway!
All the fruits of the World sorted:
Rosaceae family
Apple and crabapple (Malus)
Chokeberry (Aronia)
Hawthorn (Crataegus and Rhaphiolepis)
Loquat (Eryobotrya japonica)
Medlar (Mespilus germanica)
Pear, European and Asian species (Pyrus)
Quince (Cydonia oblonga and Chaenomeles)
Rose hip, the fruitlike base of roses (Rosa); used mostly for jams and herbal tea
Rowan (Sorbus)
Service tree (Sorbus domestica), bears a fruit known as a sorb or sorb apple
Serviceberry or Saskatoon (Amelanchier)
Shipova (× Sorbopyrus auricularis)
The stone fruits, drupes of genus Prunus:
Apricot (Prunus armeniaca or Armeniaca vulgaris)
Cherry sweet, black, sour, and wild species (Prunus avium, Prunus serotina, P. cerasus, and others)
Chokecherry (Prunus virginiana)
Greengage, a cultivar of the plum
Hybrids of the preceding species, such as the pluot, aprium and peacotum
Peach (of the normal and white variety) and its variant the nectarine (Prunus persica)
Plum, of which there are several domestic and wild species; dried plums are called prunes
Berries
Blackberry, of which there are many species and hybrids, such as dewberry, boysenberry, olallieberry and loganberry (genus Rubus)
Cloudberry (Rubus chamaemorus)
Loganberry (Rubus loganobaccus)
Raspberry, several species (genus Rubus)
Salmonberry (Rubus spectabilis)
Thimbleberry (Rubus parviflorus)
Wineberry (Rubus phoenicolasius)
The true berries are dominated by the family Ericaceae, many of which are hardy in the subarctic:
Bearberry (Arctostaphylos spp.)
Bilberry or whortleberry (Vaccinium spp.)
Blueberry (Vaccinium spp.)
Crowberry (Empetrum spp.)
Cranberry (Vaccinium spp.)
Huckleberry (Vaccinium spp.)
Lingonberry (Vaccinium vitis-idaea)
Strawberry Tree (Arbutus unedo), not to be confused with the Strawberry (Fragaria)
Other berries not in the Rosaceae or Ericaceae:
Açaí (Euterpe), a palm fruit native to the Amazon region
Barberry (Berberis; Berberidaceae)
Currant (Ribes spp.; Grossulariaceae), red, black, and white types
Elderberry (Sambucus; Caprifoliaceae)
Gooseberry (Ribes spp.; Grossulariaceae)
Hackberry (Celtis spp.; Cannabaceae)
Honeysuckle: the berries of some species (called honeyberries) are edible, others are poisonous (Lonicera spp.; Caprifoliaceae)
Mulberry (Morus spp.; Moraceae)
Mayapple (Podophyllum spp.; Berberidaceae)
Nannyberry or sheepberry (Viburnum spp.; Caprifoliaceae)
Oregon grape (Mahonia aquifolium; Berberidaceae)
Sea-buckthorn (Hippophae rhamnoides; Elaeagnaceae)
Sea Grape (Coccoloba uvifera; Polygonaceae)
Wolfberry (Lycium barbarum, Lycium spp.; Solanaceae)
Aisan fruit
Arhat (Siraitia grosvenorii; Cucurbitaceae) Also called longevity fruit
Che (Cudrania tricuspidata; Moraceae) Also called Cudrania, Chinese Mulberry, Cudrang, Mandarin Melon Berry, Silkworm Thorn, zhe
Durian
Goumi (Elaeagnus multiflora ovata; Elaeagnaceae)
Hardy Kiwi (Actinidia arguta)
Kiwifruit or Chinese gooseberry (Actinidia spp.; Actinidiaceae)
Lapsi (Choerospondias axillaris Roxb.)
Nungu
Persimmon (aka Sharon Fruit) (Diospyros kaki; Ebenaceae)
Rhubarb (Rheum rhaponticum; Polygonaceae)
Sageretia (Sageretia theezans; Rhamnaceae) Also called Mock Buckthorn
Cacti
Cardón (Pachycereus pringlei; Cactaceae)
Dragonfruit (Hylocereus undatus; Cactaceae), also called pitaya
Prickly pear (Opuntia spp.; Cactaceae)
Saguaro (Carnegiea gigantea; Cactaceae)
Podocarps
Kahikatea (Dacrycarpus dacrydioides)
Manoao (Manoao colensoi)
Nageia (Nageia spp.)
Podocarpus (Podocarpus spp.)
Prumnopitys (Prumnopitys spp.)
Rimu (Dacrydium cupressinum)
Melons
Gourds, including, but not limited to:
Butternut squash (Cucurbita moschata)
Cushaw squash (Cucurbita mixta)
Hubbard squash, Buttercup squash (Cucurbita maxima)
Pumpkin, Acorn squash, Zucchini, Summer squash (Cucurbita pepovarieties)
Horned melon (Cucumis metuliferus)
Melon (Cucumis melo): cantaloupe, galia, and other muskmelons, honeydew
Accessory fruits
The accessory fruits, seed organs which are not botanically berries at all::
Raisin tree (Hovenia dulcis, Rhamnaceae) Also called Japanese Raisin Tree
Strawberry (Fragaria spp.; Rosaceae)
Fruits in this category are not hardy to extreme cold, as the preceding temperate fruits are, yet tolerate some frost and may have a modest chilling requirement. Notable among these are natives of the Mediterranean:
Grapes
Black mulberry (Morus nigra; Moraceae)
Cornelian cherry (Cornus mas; Cornaceae)
Date palm (Phoenix dactylifera; Arecaceae)
Fig (Ficus spp. Moraceae)
Grape, called raisin, sultana, or currant when it is dried. (Vitis spp.; Vitaceae)
Jujube (Ziziphus zizyphus; Rhamnaceae)
Olive (Olea europea; Oleaceae)
Pomegranate (Punica granatum; Punicaceae)
Sycamore fig (Ficus sycomorus. Moraceae) also called old world sycomore or just sycomore.
In the important genus Citrus (Rutaceae), some members are tropical, tolerating no frost. All common species of commerce are somewhat hardy:
Lemon
Citron (Citrus medica)
Clementine (Citrus reticulata var. Clementine),
Grapefruit (Citrus paradisi)
Hybrids of the preceding species, such as the Orangelo, Tangelo, Rangpur and Ugli fruit
Kumquat (Fortunella)
Lemon (Citrus limon)
Limes
Key Lime (Citrus aurantifolia)
Persian lime Also known as tahiti lime.
Kaffir lime (Citrus hystix)
Mandarin (Citrus reticulata),
Orange, of which there are sweet (Citrus sinensis) and sour (Citrus aurantium) species
Pomelo (also known as the shaddock) (Citrus maxima)
Sweet Lemon (Citrus limetta)
Tangerine, and similar
See also: List of Citrus fruits
Other subtropical fruits:
Avocado (Persea americana; Lauraceae)
Carob (Ceratonia siliqua; Fabaceae)
Feijoa (Feijoa sellowiana; Myrtaceae)
Guava (Psidium guajava; Myrtaceae)
Kumquat (Fortunella spp.; Rutaceae)
Longan (Euphoria longan; Sapindaceae)
Lúcuma (Pouteria lucuma; Sapotaceae)
Lychee (Litchi chinensis; Sapindaceae)
Passion fruit or Grenadilla (Passiflora edulis and other Passiflora spp.; Passifloraceae) Galendar in some part of east India (Darjeeling)
Peanut (Arachis hypogaea; Fabaceae)
Pond-apple (Annona glabra; Annonaceae) Also called Alligator-apple and Monkey-apple
Strawberry guava (Psidium litorale; Myrtaceae)
Tamarillo or Tree Tomato (Cyphomandra betacea; Solanaceae)
Ugni (Ugni molinae; Myrtaceae)
Yangmei (Myrica rubra; Myricaceae) Also called Yamamomo, Chinese Bayberry, Japanese Bayberry, Red Bayberry, or Chinese strawberry tree

Acerola (Malpighia glabra; Malpighiaceae), also called West Indian Cherry or Barbados Cherry
Ackee (Blighia sapida or Cupania sapida; Sapindaceae)
African cherry orange (Citropsis schweinfurthii; Rutaceae)
Amazon Grape (Pourouma cecropiaefolia;Moraceae)
Araza
Avocado
Açaí (Euterpe oleracea; Arecaceae), or assai
Babaco (Carica pentagona; Caricaceae)
Bael (Aegle marmelos; Rutaceae)
Banana (Musacea spp.; Musaceae); its starchy variant is the plantain
Barbadine (granadilla; maracujá-açu in Portuguese)
Barbados Cherry (Malpighia glabra L.; Malpighiaceae), also called Acerola, West Indian Cherry
Betel Nut
Bilimbi (Averrhoa bilimbi; Oxalidaceae) Also called cucumber tree or tree sorrel
Biriba
Bitter gourd
Black sapote
Bottle gourd
Brazil nut
Breadfruit (Artocarpus altilis; Moraceae)
Burmese grape (Baccaurea sapida; Cucurbitaceae)
Calabash (Lagenaria siceraria; Bignoniaceae)
Calabashtree
CamuCamu (Myrciaria dubia; Myrtaceae)
Canistel
Cape gooseberry
Carambola (Averrhoa carambola; Oxalidaceae), also called star fruit or five fingers
Cashew
Cempedak or Champedak (Artocarpus champeden; Moraceae)
Ceylon gooseberry
Chenet (guinep or ackee; pitomba-das-Guinas in Portuguese)
Cherimoya (Annona cherimola; Annonaceae)
Chili
Caimito (caimite; related to the yellow abiu - egg fruit)
Cacao
Coconut (Cocos spp.; Arecaceae)
Coffee
Cupuaçu
Custard apple (Annona reticulata; Annonaceae), also called Bullock's Heart
Damson plum (Chrysophyllum oliviforme; Sapotaceae), also called Satin Leaf
Date
Date-plum (Diospyros lotus; Ebenaceae)
Dragonfruit (Hylocereus spp.; Cactaceae), also called pitaya
Durian (Durio spp.; Bombacaceae)
Eggfruit (Pouteria campechiana; Sapotaceae), also called canistel or yellow sapote
Elephant apple (Dillenia indica; Dilleniaceae)
Giant granadilla
Golden Apple
Guarana (Paullinia cupana; Sapindaceae)
Guava
Guavaberry or Rumberry; (Myrciaria floribunda; Myrtaceae)
Hog plum (taperebá in Portuguese)
Horned melon (Cucumis metuliferus; Cucurbitaceae)
Huito (Genipa americana; Rubiaceae); also called jagua, genipap, jenipapo
Indian almond
Indian fig
Indian jujube
Indian Prune (Flacourtia rukan; Flacourtiaceae)
Jaboticaba (Myrciaria cauliflora; Myrtaceae), also called Brazilian Grape Tree
Jackfruit (Artocarpus heterophyllus Moraceae), also called nangka
Jambul (Syzygium cumini; Myrtaceae)
Jatobá (Hymenae coubaril; Leguminosae) Caesalpinioideae)
Jocote, also called Jamaica Plum
Kandis (Garcinia forbesii; Clusiaceae)
Keppel fruit (Stelechocarpus burakol; Annonaceae)
Kumquat
Kundong (Garcinia sp.; Clusiaceae)
Lablab
Langsat (Lansium domesticum), also called longkong or duku
Lansones (Lansium domesticum spp.; Meliaceae)
Lemon
Leucaena
Lime
Longan
Loquat
Lucuma
Lychee
Mabolo (Diospyros discolor; Ebenaceae) also known as a velvet persimmon
Macadamia
Mamey sapote (Pouteria sapota; Sapotaceae); also known as mamee apple; abricó in Portuguese Tropical Fruits
Mamoncillo (Melicoccus bijugatus; Sapindaceae), also known as quenepa, genip or Fijian Longan
Mandarin
Manila tamarind (or Monkeypod, Pithecellobium dulce)
Mango (Mangifera indica; Anacardiaceae)
Mangosteen (Garcinia mangostana; Clusiaceae)
Marang (Artocarpus odoratissima; Moraceae), a breadfruit relative
Melinjo
Melon pear
Monstera (Monstera deliciosa; Araceae) also called Swiss Cheese Plant, Split-leaf Philodendron
Morinda
Mountain soursop
Mundu
Mung bean
Muskmelon
Nance
Naranjilla, Lulo (Solanum quitoense; Solanaceae)
Nutmeg
Neem
Oil Palm
Okra
Papaya (Carica papaya; Caricaceae)
Peach palm
Peanut butter fruit (Bunchosia argentea; Malpighiaceae)
Pequi or Souari Nut (Caryocar brasiliense; Caryocaraceae)
Pewa (peach palm; pupunha in Portuguese)
Pigeon pea
Pili nut
Pineapple (Ananas comosus or Ananas sativas; Bromeliaceae)
Pitomba (Eugenia luschnathiana or Talisia esculenta)
Plantain
Poha or Cape Gooseberry (Physalis peruviana; Solanaceae)
Pois doux (Inga edulis, ice-cream bean, or inga-cipó in Portuguese)
Poisonleaf (Dichapetalum cymosum) (?)
Pommecythère or pomcité (Spondias cytherea); also known as golden apple, June plum or Jew plum and ambarella, and as cajamanga in Portuguese
Pommerac (Eugenia malaccensis); also known as Otaheite apple; Malay apple; jambo in Portuguese
Pummelo
Pupunha or peach-palm (Bactris gasipaes; Palmae); also known as pewa
Queensland nut
Rambutan (Nephelium lappaceum; Sapindaceae)
Red Mombin (Spondias purpurea; Anacardiaceae)
Riberry (Syzygium luehmannii; Myrtaceae), also called Lilly Pilly, Lillipilli, Chinese Apple
Ridged gourd
Salak (Salacca edulis), also called snakefruit
Santol (Sandoricum koetjape; Meliaceae)
Sapodilla (Achras/Manilkara zapota; Sapotaceae), also called chiku, mespel, naseberry, sapadilla, snake fruit, sawo
Sea grape
Soncoya
Soursop (Annona muricata; Annonaceae), also called guanabana
Soybean
Star apple (Chrysophyllum cainito), also called caimito or caimite
Strawberry guava
Strawberry pear
Sugar apple (Annona squamosa; Annonaceae); ata in Portuguese
Summer squash
Surinam Cherry (Eugenia uniflora; Myrtaceae) also called Brazilian Cherry, Cayenne Cherry, Pitanga
Sweet granadilla
Sweet orange
Sweet pepper
Sweetsop
Rose apple (Syzygium jambos; Myrtaceae), also called Malay apple
Tamarind (Tamarindus indica; Caesalpiniaceae)
Vanilla
Water apple
Watermelon
Wax apple (Syzygium samarangense)
Wax gourd
White sapote
Winged bean
Unsorted
Chocolate vine (Akebia quinata)
Elaeagnus angustifolia (Russian olive)
Garden Peach Tomato
Ice Plant (Carpobrotus edulis; Aizoaceae)
Sythus Fagus (Sythe)
Taxus baccata (Yew) sweet red fruit with a highly toxic seed.

Okay, that's enough looking up for one day, that took me like a half an hour! I love you and hope you earned some intelligence. I'll post later on tonight!

Yeah... so I lied.

2007-10-27T15:50:00.000-07:00

Hey! I'm only human! Well... within the next hour or so I shall post as amazing amount of blogs with a bizillion different topics for you to enjoy. I appologise sincerely, (see I told you this would amuse you) anyways, I am very sorry because I have been busy lately and haven't had time, or the patient to reach the computer. But now I do and all night long I shall post and post and post until my heart's content. So... what's been up with Margarita lately? Well the evil encarnated Spanish teacher got fired but she beat them to the punch and quit. She was a racist so take that biotches! So now that Margarita is happy (I love referring to myself in the third person!) I want you to be happy.

So I shall strike up a conversation with all the celebrities burning in Californa, MUAHAHAHA DIE. Kidding... I totally hope their kids are okay though because yeah. If you ask me, the anti-Jesus people got what was coming to them, especially Tom Cruise, yeah especially the dude who lives in a treehouse and bakes cookies. Hehe, I love making fun of celebrities, they all SUCK. Okay not really, some are pretty cool like Kelly Clarkson, she is the SHIZZNIT ya'll. And some other people... Well now we've established that I want you to be happy by talking about myself, I think I actually going to get to the topic.

NOT... I love tha 90s, they are the shizzifulnessit. But really, why do we keep moving forward so fast? You know, the faster you go, the quicker the end comes. People don't understand that, when they are left behind, they are left behind. And you may think I'm cr-yaaazzzahhyyy but I'm not so there. =D.

So, live on and when you die, you go to hell and I don't so ha-haha-hahahahahaha-ha! (haha) Yeah I'm insulting you, are you going to say I hate because you're black even though I cannot predict someone's race? Yeah, you're stupid. Love ya though. Nighty-night.

The Soreness

2007-10-18T19:32:00.000-07:00

Oh the pain, how it makes me want to cut myself and kill whoever is using the toilet at the moment! Whatever, my mom just asked me to take down the laundry on a school night at 10:35PM, Ha is she stupid tonight or what? Anyways I've never gotten close to you, like talking one on one myself and not some sentimental preaching that I normally that ends with a moral every time... I gotta work on my life stories. That ceramic noise against each other thing is getting really annoying the next time I hear it I'm gonna kill someone.

I'm watching George Lopez on nickatnight, it's hilarious, and I love the mom on the show, she's so funny. Anyways, TV lately has gotten a bit lame to say the least, I mean come on, CAVEMEN? Kidnation, oh and don't get me started on the Hills. Speaking of the hills, Legally Blonde the Musical came out on MTV for the first time and I recorded and must of watched it like 392482304 times because me and my aunt love that movie so much! Anyways, I've been working on Drama, we're doing Godspell, it's hiliarious to watch if you're not in it.

It's also kinda fun to watch the guy who plays Jesus try to act and watch them kiss, yeah JUDAS and JESUS kiss on the cheek though like that father-son thing. Anyways I've also been roleplay, yeah I know I'm a nerd also, and I've been busy with school work and the PSATs are this saturday. I'll post to let everyone know how I did.

So this is basically like a random post to show you how I really act around people who I feel comfortable spilling my heart out to because you don't really know me well. Unless you're one of my friends and if you are, I thank you for that because I really need your support at times like these. And these times will be described as soon as I figure out what kind of times they really are. Anyways, I'll be signing off because I have to sleep for school tomorrow and then mega crash study for the PSATs on Saturday morning, and then I'll go back to sleep probably. But I'll post as soon as possible, okay?

Love is for the beautiful, carry that with you.

Disappointment

2007-10-13T21:41:00.001-07:00

I can't help but feel a little bit saddened when I didn't get what I really wanted. I mean I had the best time of my life but I'm still disappointed, why is that? I mean I danced all night long and yet I left feeling something in my night was missing and I can't get that missing piece yet because someone won't let me. My heart, it won't let me chase after something that will disappoint me in the end and I can't feel it too, but my heart is too weak to deal with this heartache. Lately, inspiration has been lacking because I don't have anything to inspire on, I'm so lost and I can't write and I feel as if though I have no one to live for anymore. But I know that's not what my heart was saying.

It was telling me to go for it, but I'm a chicken and I left the place in pure disappointment. He doesn't like me anyway, right? So what would the use be? I can feel my life draining because my heart is broken, is that even possible? To feel such angst about one thing, I kind of wish things were different but my heart wouldn't let me. And now I can feel the pain that caught up with me, I feel like crying because I have no one and just knowing that he's not the one for me, makes me feel pointless. And I don't want to find another, I want someone that will make me happy. Will he make me happy? Yes, but my friend says he doesn't deserve me, is that true my reader? If he can't see the better good in me, I should drop him like a hot potato? Easy for you to say, I can't just let go of something like that, I'm so attached to him I can't even think straight without him popping into my mind. I can't even vent straight without thinking about him, and just him and me. I feel so alone and my heart is sore and tired of this crap.

And the worse part is that I can't even explain my pain, I can't explain how this feeling my throat is, I can't explain how I want to cry over him and I can't explain my need for him. And that if he died I would show dedication and die alone with him because I love him that much. But he doesn't know and no one knows, and no one but you will know because you have no idea what I'm talking about and you can't make assumptions about something you have no idea about. For all you know I could be talking about one night guy, but I'm not, I could be talking about possibilities guy, but I'm not, I could be talking about far away guy, but you know I'm not. I'm talking about the one boy that can only charm me in such ways that I'd probably do anything he'd ask me to do because I will always fall for his charm. I swoon at the sight of his eyes, and I sigh at the thought of his voice and I feel on a cloud when he is near me. This has to be love, there is nothing else that could make a human being like me know, I feel so trapped and alone. I need him, I love him, but fate won't let me have him. The torture of loving someone so close to the touch yet so far in the heart is pure internal and external pain. I love him and there's nothing I can do about it except accept it.

But I don't want to because that would mean he makes me vulnerable and he is the one that can penetrate my heart in such ways that I'll surely kill myself if he says he does not love me. So this is why I stay away from him, it is because my heart is breaking every time I look his way. I need him, but he doesn't want me, oh what am I to do? Move on? You can't honestly expect me to move on so quickly it takes time but everyday I see him, and fall straight back in love with him every time I look at his eyes. Love, it does exists, but it is hard to find and even harder to keep. Sometimes there are those, like myself, who do not wish to love because of the pain they feel, but they cannot take it out on the lover because they don't know of the pain I feel. So, yes, my feelings are scattered about and I can't think straight anymore, all because of my heart. I must have him or I will die of heart failure but he will not come to the rescue for me because he does not know of the pain I feel. And the angst I deal with everyday, all because of my heart, it betrayed me and I will die because of it.

My heart will not change, ever, because of him. I wish I never knew him, no I don't because then I'd be just as lost right now. Love, such a heart-breaking thing. And I hate it.

At First...

2007-10-11T15:22:00.000-07:00

At first I thought this blog was going to go downhill and honestly I have no idea what keeps me writing. Maybe it's because I'm stubborn or maybe it's because I have a soul. Yeah I know your political views are different from mine, but that's your opinion and this is mine. Shouldn't you respect that as I do yours? No, if I violate your rights it is a big scene but if you violate mine, it's nothing. Right? Yes, I am going to rant in your face until your political views match mine.

Not really, actually I don't want to force you into anything, really I don't. I can't make you anything and perhaps my understanding of the human nature is a little bit more than a gift. It has taught me somethings that other people can't seem to find out after years of education and practice. Maybe this is my calling. I don't know why people seem to go down to the road of drugs and unprotected sex. Do you know where that gets you? A crack baby, that's where it gets you, now I know some of you have issues that need to be dealt with better then reading this blog. But if I can't make you get treatment, at least you're reading literature. Kinda, I wouldn't qualify this as Shakespeare worthy, yes I believe Shakespeare is God and should be treated like one. Without him, we wouldn't have the pirating music sites we have today (not saying I use any) but still we wouldn't have movie theatres and so on.

So what is today's subject, yes I am just getting started, today's subject includes how to understand your friend's feelings. Yeah today we get deep into the human mind and understanding exactly why they have issues. Maybe you point out things that they didn't even notice, so how do they do it? How did I do it? I don't know you actually, so I don't really know your friend but I do have them.

One had commitment issues, sound familiar? Another doesn't wanna leave a certain place. And the last one has a problem trusting someone.

Okay the trust one is the easiest because everyone has one of those. She doesn't trust easily because or she's afraid if someone gets close enough to her, they are going to hurt her or be taken away from her quickly. But that could happen, this person is most likely insecure about most things and can tend to be over emotional but not showing it most of the time. Sometimes you forget this person can cry, and she may not know it but you do care, somewhat right? I know guy for guy cariness is weird, but you do care a bit and that's okay if you don't want to admit it. Just them know somehow, like when they get suicidal, that'd be a good time to tell them. Like seriously, you catch them in the act suicidalness. Yes, your friend is EMO, get over because they are still your friend and you take risk at being called emo along with him.

Okay that person doesn't want to leave that certain because they feel at home there, and they will be sad if they move away from it, so that is why they stay so close to it. They want to cherish every moment in that place they can before leaving. This person probably moves around alot and it can affect them in relationships as well.

Last but not least... relationship problems, that can relate to moving around alot, they don't want to get close to someone because they might not see each other ever again. And even though 98% of teenage love is infatuation, there is the occassional unconditional love. And they don't want someone special taken away from them so easily or without notice.

There is more to the mind then the physical eye.

Major Blockage

2007-10-05T17:27:00.000-07:00

Lately I've been having some major writer's block and normally when someone has writer's block it's because they are stressed out. I'll admit that I am bit jumpy. New color, do ya like it? Yeah me neither... maybe I'm so stressed out because I am losing too much weight? Or that I couldn't possibly inhale that much water to catch up? Or maybe it's that I want that stupid dress or maybe it's because I have writer's block! I honestly have no idea what it is, maybe it's my mom? And her job? Or maybe it's my love life? Or my non-existent love-life? Or maybe I'm finally being myself with only one person?

Or maybe that she only replies with one face. And I'm truly random, or crazy... NOT! I am so 90s... or I'm just crazy. Lately I've been leaning a little too much on the crazy button, even though I do think I am potentially insane. I'm not, I know I'm not, but sometimes when you blurt out something completely random in the middle of class it works.

I totally just pulled a fast one on you because that never happened. Haha, gotcha there! I love how one site has spell check and yet... myspace fails to have it... when it seems like just yesterday that you could only have eight pictures. Yeah back then, myspace was the shitt and now it sucks. Too many updates and too many people, everyone has a myspace even pets have one!

I'm sorry, but it's getting ridiculous, enough random pictures of signs! Seriously? It's getting on my nerves and I love how businesses have a myspace too, it makes me cry of laughter and then boredom because the businesses suck. Am I being mean or bitter? Or both, or is that redundant? Maybe I'm just crazy. Yeah, blame everything on your illness, don't accept the responibility as your own. Maybe the purpose of writing this blog is more about teaching people to follow their hearts and make the right decision rather then the 'good' decisions. Because the right and good decisions are different, and I'm not gonna explain to you why, you should find that out for yourself.

You should figure out your own life.

Creative Juices

2007-09-30T17:48:00.000-07:00

Someday you'll find your true love and when you do, you'll figure out what you want to do with you life. You're personal life, not financially, in fact go to college then find love. I think I finally figured out that you have to have patience for things, if not for life, it was certainly for today. Like for the prom or whatever dance is coming up, you should wait a little before deciding that is the perfect dress for you. Or for love maybe you should wait until you're a little bit older, wiser too, because then you'll be ready anything that fate throws your way.

Someday, love will find you, someday you'll be finally awoken to your really life, because right here is just the transition. And the only thing that matters is if you're doing something about it, not just thinking about how you want to do something. Someday, you will be a victorious activist with the people around you and remember one thing, be nice to the weird girl because when she snaps, she'll thank you for the niceness in the end. That's the weird thing about some situations, you don't always know how they are going to end.

Like every time I come to the airport I think about what happens if I die today? I'll get remembered, and that's what I really want, to be thought of and I think that's the best gift to give me. But for other people it might be another thing like they want to have for surprises, but I wouldn't because you can't ever surprise me, because I kinda have a hunch when someone is trying to hide something from me. Like a sixth (or seventh) sense about things, maybe it's just a third eye or maybe I'm just imagining things or I'm really good at reading some one's emotions, or maybe I'm just smarter then you.

Just kidding, being vain it kinda of snobby but being modest won't get you anywhere, but in the middle you'll find yourself. I hope I find myself in this mess of passages, I kinda of can't believe I write some of this sometimes because it doesn't sound like me and then I realize how deep I truly am and then I'm okay with it. But is everyone okay with their selves? Like do they know that they are being jerks all the time, or do they just do it for the attention or don't even realize it? Do potheads smoke pot because they want the attention or want to tell people that they did pot to feel 'cool'? Do emos cut themselves because of their own self-pity or just for the attention?

Attention. That is what everyone wants, I know that is what I want the most. I just need a little bit more then others, why? Because, I'm needy or something like that or it's something else I wish not to discuss, but taking the spotlight off of me and putting on you. Do you know anyone that has a mental disorder or that is really needy? Does it get annoying? Well if you were them then maybe you would understand, but you aren't them so you don't know them as well as you thought you did, so maybe you should listen to them for once instead of hearing yourself talk. But like I said, it helps them to know that they have someone thinking of them in life, because they don't want to be alone, they don't want to feel isolated most of the time, they want to be loved. And because of that need, they go for anything that is thrown at them. But the point is that you don't want that special person of yours being taken away from you because of you. And I know people say not to blame themselves but it really is your fault and you have to accept that.

Teens drive drunk, why? Because it's fun? Tell me, does the guy you hit think being paralyzed if fun? No, he doesn't and it is not really fair that he has to deal with this and you get the easy way out, you die. Your parents can't even yell at you, I know I would yell at my kid, call him a moron and probably stab him a couple times with a fork. Maybe I wouldn't, maybe I'd be so consumed with guilt and pain that I wouldn't even care about the fact you hurt some one's life. No one puts the other people first, it doesn't help them or you, so why do you do it? I'm not saying we're irresponsible, I just think some of us are irresponsible.

Taking away something isn't going to help anyone because we will still do it, one way or another, we will. You will make decision that will effect your life in the long run, so don't regret anything, it was for the better.

Ramblings

2007-09-23T18:38:00.000-07:00

Has anyone really took the time to just sit on the ground and watch the clouds go by?

No. And this isn't even important, and I shouldn't have to experience that, even though I did. I never really thought about thing indept, like am I really clingy? Nooo... yeah I am and I'm working on it, but I don't really know why I am so clingy in the first place, absence of a parent or something probably. I also realized something else, how great my generation has it, computers, cellphones, TVs, cars better then ever. And all we do is complain about how we don't have the iPhone, seriously we need the damn forest anyway. I feel sometimes that I may be crazy, like insane crazy, or maybe it's just my friends. Because we tend to do thing that normal people, who are not on drugs, don't do. Maybe it's just me who is noticing this, but you have to experience everything in your life because sometimes there are no second chances.

I kind of took the time to think about how everything in my room has a memory to it or it means something very special to me. I mean take a look at your backpack, sure it's annoying but what about when you went to get it. Did you have a revelation while picking out those pens or did you get frustrated in the paper aisle then laugh at yourself. I mean, those things kind of make a person who they are, if it weren't for those experiences they probably would be making the same mistakes they did yesterday. So, what is the purpose of this post? It actually for you, I want you to think about those people in your life that maybe influence you, or that you look up to so much or maybe someone you're missing right now. No one actually sees the point of this blog, the point of this blog is for you to understand yourself, and maybe I'll find myself along the way.

Maybe someday I'll know why I created this blog in the first place, and maybe you'll remember the reason why you looked so glum at times. Perhaps the real purpose of this blog is because I wanted to show people that there is still good in the world, even if you have to search eightteen pages for it. I know one day I will be discovered.

But until then, like every other person, I'll continue to wait for that day and will always promote charities and such things as dollars for darfur and light a candle foundation. These things are important to me because I know how angry I'd be if someone decided to beat me up and I couldn't do anything about it. But honestly, if you are getting abused, like seriously beaten up almost everyday for no reason after school, tell the police. Your 'dad' or whoever watches over you will not hurt you after that because they can't hurt you. Trust me on this one, DO NOT be afraid, because they will not hurt you, just promise me if something is happening, you'll tell someone about it. Even if it's just me.

Four Day Saga

2007-09-20T18:14:00.000-07:00

My love letter to you my reader is the very foundation of Margarita Sunshine, though I do not have my spanish name anymore, I still feel like I will always and forever more be Margarita. These are just predictions or gut feelings, if you will, of what the future may bring. If you do not believe then don't, but I didn't plan on going on tonight, but I did. My reader, you are my lover and this is my thanks, giving you a peace of mind directly from the pencil I wrote from.

September 11th - Power
Maybe, when you write something, no one was meant to see it, but someone does. It causes a revolution and you become the leader of it, so how do you deal with power? Most can't even let themselves think if they had so much power. So, this is what I did. I started a revolution, a new age of world leaders and go getters all because I decided to express myself. Over the years I have written hundreds of entries about school, life and God; I have saved many and will continue until I am world wide. Though I may have some opinions I should keep to myself, I won't. My revolution will start in nine days from today (the date it was written on). It is strange that I am writing about something so prophetic. IT will take me years to get world wide, but one country is enough, I will get paid thousands to speak my mind and will never forget this moment for soon enough everyone will know what I was writing. I encourage their curiosity, but soon it will go too far. Farewell, my revolution.
-MS

September 12th - Rules
Through the years of my success I will work on the real world issues like child abuse and darfur and conserving the subjects in school that matter the most. I will fight for peace and love and many will adore and many will hate me. But I will not fail myself or anyone else of a better world. My blog is only the beginning and I will get married and will not bare children but adopt those who need me. My clothes will remain the same not matter how much wealth I own. I will not drink and I will not smoke pot. I will be a revolution and no one can get in the way of that.
-MS

September 13th - Wishes
I know that starting something takes a while and a lot of hard work to get it off the ground. By age of what I do not wish to reveal, I will die because of a riot for drug abuse. On my grave it will day: Daughter, Granddaughter, niece, sister, cousin, aunt, pet owner, wife, mother, and America's favorite friend. Peace Maker. At my funeral people will line up to my grave and set flowers of all kinds on my gravestone. I will be buried where ever my parents choose. Every month my grave will be flourished with flowers and will be vandalized multiple times. Though my many followers will be saddened at my death, no one will be as crushed as one. Like many other that died, people will block streets and close stores, schools, and even hospitals will take a moment of silence. As devastated as the world will be, they know my constant quest to end the pain so many have felt will be reborn until the end of time. Soon, songs will be made in my honor, all because of one person.
-MS

September 13th - The End
The final chapter of my life is just like any other, I died in the end. Many will wonder why anyone would want to kill me but they have their reasons. Though I tend to be outspoken sometimes, I will not cross the line of fate. For it was my time to go and I do not want anyone mourning over me. My friends will wish that they loved me more or that I was in their place, still alive and well. The one thing I won't understand is that why didn't they want peace? This is the one thing I will not understand. MY children will live in my riches and wealth with their father, He will not marry again because he will still love me even when he dies. Though billboards will change and so will the world, I will not be forgotten, even through the hardships of life people will know that I was fighting for their safety and well being. However persuading someone may be. Most will not be changed all because of my love for all of mankind.

Questions?

2007-09-10T18:15:00.000-07:00

Okay so, even though it's against my religion (not really I don't have one!) to answer questions, I decided to be cool and answer the random questions you guy send to me. Firstly I would like to say: What the hell? Are you guys on crack when you ask these questions? Whatever... so I'm answer questions today!

Q:Hey Margar! (Can I call you that?)
I was wondering do you think I could make a fansite?
Also what color is your underwear?
A: No, you may not call me 'Margar', seriously what are you on? (and where can I get some?) Kidding, I'm so glad no one knows my really name, then I'd have people calling me name-that-shall-not-be-mentioned-but-still-annoys-me-thinking-about-it. Now, next question... hmm... a site dedicated to feeding my ego by a bunch of stalkers... No.
Q: Hey Margarita Sunny!
Do you have any pets? If so how many?
PS I really like your blog, maybe we could joint one.
A: Hah. Yes, three, Suckup. In that order.
Q: Hey MS!
I am part Korean and get really mad when someone mistakes me from being Japanese, what can I do to prevent this?
A: Firstly, a proper name, kudos to you! Second, when someone mistakes you for being ASIAN when you're African, that's something to be mad about (sorry tiger!). First, I don't think you should be fishing for sympathy, second: I think you should wear a big sign that says 'I'm Korean' other then that, I think you should be glad their not mistaking you for being Indian.
Harsh enough? Naawww... wait until we get to the hatemail.
Q: Hey Margarita,
I'm a HUGE fan and I think your blog is veyr interesting!
I hope you keep writing!
A: ...
...
... What the HELL? SUCK-UP!!
Q: Hey is this a novel or something?
A: Yes, because people put their novel on the internet to get hacked. No, this is my real life thank you and the one night I happen to be inlove with and he DOESN'T DISAPPEAR!
Q: Are you Mexican?
A: NO! Just because my Spanish name is Margarita, does not mean that I am mexican you dumbass.
Q: Do you encourage others to have blogs like this?
A: Copying is the sincerest of flatterly, no it's really not. I do not encourage people to manage blogs, school, a social life, add the after school activities, and on top of all that a job. I suggest you stick to reading on your own time.
Q: Do you have a job?
A: I don't work yet, I'm still 15, though I might get a job soon, it all depends.
Q: Are you a hippie?
What about a druggie, if so what drugs have you taken?
Were your parents hippies?
A: How many times have I said this?! Like eightteen times, I am not a hippie! Though I do yoga and my friend classifies me as one, but that's besides the point, I do not think I am a hippie. Now, everyone does realize that if I answer yes to question number two, I will get in serious trouble. No, I do not do drugs, I take over the counter drugs like zoloft and other stuff. My dad HATES hippies, my mom was NOT a hippie, no, my parents were not hippies.
Q: Do you have your own computer?
A: Are you stupid? Do you think I would get my own blog if I shared this? No! I do have my own computer, but I have not met someone who honestly asks that after I have clearly stated this is MY computer. You seriously are a moron.
Q: Do you own a Kimono?
And is your foot asleep?
What kind of phone do you have, if you have one?
Do you like blogs?
A: Yes... I own a kimono, it's red =D. Yeah, actually it is a little, it was really bad a little bit ago. I have said this before but I have a verizon chocolate phone. It's green if you must know. Do I like blogs, hmm... I'm not answering this.
And now for the hatemail!
Dear Margarita Bishine,
You're a freaking lesbo, I hate all gays, you suck.
- I hate you.
Dear asshole,
Do you know how many people who are after you right now? For the record I'm not gay, and you suck.
-MS
Dear MS
I hate you.
~
Dear Margarita Sunshine,
I think your blog is the worst I don't even know why I read it.
~
Dear Margarita,
You're a fucking hippie and you do drugs, I hate you, bye.
~
Dear Margarita,
I think you have the worst thing ever, you won't change lives, and you're not a christian because you do drugs and you're a hippie.
Okay, first rule, do NOT start shit with me, I am a christian and I'm not a hippie! I don't do drugs! Get that through you're heads! Now if you hate my blog, then why do you read it? Yeah that's what I thought dumbass. Thanks, I love you too, I think you should get a blog, see how many hits you get. Thanks for sharing! I hate you too. Whatever. These people are hypocrits and don't even read the blog, obviously because I will change the world so yeah.
That's all folks! I hope you enjoy my hatemail/questions!

I forget... kinda.

2007-09-02T19:59:00.000-07:00

Today I was actually going to write something, but I forgot and we all know that I always get off topic. Like this sudden crick in my neck, it's telling me to check on something, but what? Sometimes when you're out to type a great novel or story, you end up with something completely different. And then you want to change the title of the novel or story in the first place because it just doesn't seem to fit. Which is why you shouldn't name it until your novel is done. Why am I giving you advice on writing things? Oh, yeah... haha... I just got it too, okay not really I got waaaay before you, because I'm writing this and - yeah you get it. So what am I going to blab about today?

As you know, I have very crappy friends, but that would ruin my if I took them out, I don't know maybe I just need to know that they'll still love me if I'm not with them. I'm too motherly and insecure... God I need a boyfriend. But ahhh I will not degrade myself to such levels as being desperate and going on low-budget dating sites or newspaper ads. I'll take a more mature approach... persue like I'm desperate. Yeah and pop that pimple thing on my lip... tooth paste anyone, which reminds me I need to brush my teeth. Use Aquafresh because that's what my mother buys. I'm fifteen my dearies, going to be sixteen soon. Okay, okay, maybe in like six months if I'm lucky. So since it is Septemeber 2nd and school is coming up soon, I decided to stress out on Halloween costumes.

Yup, I said it Halloween costumes, I always go trick or treating because it's fun, so what will Margarita be for halloween this year? I have no idea, and honestly I was thinking witch and then decided against it. So I'm stuck with cliche or figure out something quick, I am thinking about asking my ex-boyfriend what to be, but knowing him he would say something sappy and make me want to hug the bastard. (I still love you Chris!) Anyways, my freshman year has been amazing and I hope to have my sophmore year to be incredible and my junior year can be crappy but senior year: Fabulous or something that goes along with spectacular.

I want to go to a country somewhere. Everyone does and why the sudden random country cliche that everyone has? Because I want to see the world which God has created for me. But the world is cruel and fateful and mean. But I know you'll survive with me, because you are strong.

I want to change lives with this blog, I have saved a few people from cutting and commiting suicide and doing other horrible things to theirselves and made them see the light in the world. I want people to see that there is good in everyone and everything, you just have to look for it. And when you find make sure you bring that out in everyone and everything you touch and hear and talk to because you never know when everything is just going to disappear. I may look like the type of person to I don't know, do something that makes you change your view from good to bad, but I'm not. I've been told how great a mother I would be, like I would reproduce, but I could be a different kind of mother or something like that. I've had friends call me on tips to fall asleep because they just watched a scary movie or something I tell them to watch a happy eposide or find some music to listen to and imagine something they like. I thought I could change the world, but now I feel as if I could do anything with the help of my friends.

My love life has become quite confusing, I think I love him and then the other one pops up and I can't stop thinking about him, it's strange. And then the one night person comes and I can't stop thinking about him!

For the record Margarita is a virgin, for now, kidding I will stay a virgin! Until the right one comes along? Until marriage, I mean! Yeah, it's better not to get pregnant when you're not married and you don't want it but you have it anyway. Aborting babies is sad =[... okay anyways!

Back to boy troubles, they are annoying and I want to kick them both. I mean all, oh my gosh! I said both which means there is only TWO I have to deal with which means one of them is gone and out of the picture! YES! But which one? I hate my subconscious... it's annoying and needs to go... hurt itself badly but needs to survive to deal with the pain so I can mock it and laugh at it more. And this is after I am preaching about how there is good in the world. Wow I sound like a hypocrit or just a really bad example for small children everywhere. Maybe older chlidren too, it depends, really it depends.

So boy problems now that there is two it makes it simpler... except for the fact that I don't know which of the three are the two I want! Why is my psyhic mind so annoying and confusing, it's like it doesn't want me to know. And now it's saying that one night guy isn't suppose to be there, but how cna I be so sure? At least I know that I love God, I know I do and he loves me and blah blah blah you all know the rest. I bet it's refreshing to here that I'm human, huh?

Yeaaaaahh... sure...

Revelation!

2007-08-16T10:18:00.000-07:00

I had a revelation! Or something like that, it doesn't matter because readers, I have an issue to shove down your pretty little throats. As you all know, or should know, I am a Christian. Yeah I'm not going to shove down your throats that if you don't accept Jesus as your savior you're going to hell. But I am saying something, read the book revelations, and then you get critize me. Yeah I give you all the okay =D. But right now, that smiley looks like it has mole on it's 2-dimensional face, but right now I am going to propose a legal issue(s). Yeah I have more then one.

Kinda sorta winda, yeah I know I make up great words, but today while emailing someone I had revelation! Abortion is bad, why is it bad? Because you're killing little unborn babies because you don't want it, well it's your fault anyway! So deal with it! If you don't want the baby at least put it up for adoption you heartless being. Yeah, today I'm going to refain from cursing (FUCK!)... nevermind. Okay now I'm going to refain from swearing... yeah we'll see how long that lasts. Anyways... I am going to say how bad abortion and teaching kindergardeners masturbation in Phildelphia is wrong.

Yeah I said mastrubation, it's true, and the school didn't ask the parents, luckily they did find out and stood up and said 'no'. About time, geez that is just wrong. You don't need to know about sex for another ten years. I think that is gross and ew!

Right, right, right, I'm getting off topic! I had a revelation! About this revelation, has anyone read that book? Seriously creepy, ANYWAYS, getting off topic... Okay so this revelation was about abortion and how wrong it is to kill a poor three inch baby. Ha... get your minds out of that gutter! Right... abortion is wrong and yes I'm shoving it down your throats, and you are going to like it! Like I said, killing someone so you don't have to take care of it, when it was your fault in the first place, is the most laziest thing ever. Infact, I think it will give you a wake up call. You deserve that baby after sleeping around like it's driving a car, I mean really, get over yourself and accept the responsibility.

Yeah I am color coding everything, I think it's fun! =D Whatev. Scrubs! Nevermind... yeah now this is the random portion of the blog where I spell everything wrong. Enjoy it because that took a very long time. And now that I told you my revelation I get to tell you everything else I am doing. Nothing, absolutely nothing. Yeah, I have pretty packed day, and if I have time later on I might post again! You never know... you really never know because no one is excatly on time and no one is exactly right on every answer to a question. And that's today's life lesson.

Authors of August!

2007-08-15T15:09:00.000-07:00

Okay you've waited and I've made it! Now as tradition I finished it before midnight! So I welcome Authors and readers alike to come and read these wonderful stories writer by four select authors. Okay now I am very excited that I have been chosen to do it for now on! All of these select writers are from Quizilla.com. Of course when they read this they don't know this is an award of the highest standard.

Yay for me! Okay now our first writer CutieLove224 has two stories, now I'm not going to tell you about the story but I will comment on it and how I love it!

I Have Been Kidnapped And Now I'm In Love With My Kidnapper?{Twisted Tale}This Is So Wrong! - Okay so this story would have made a great book and guess what readers? She's still writing, right now she has 33 parts without the prologue. Yes the title says all, but the story is really about how and why and sometimes you really wish to find out why someone would fall in love. Now I'm going to tell you now, read the whole story because if you don't you'll get mad and be like 'oh this sucks' but it doesn't. You'll find out when you read it. It does not suck by the way, it's a great story and I highly recommend everyone to read it.

[Who says Vampires aren't real?]{I live with three!} - You must read the sequel to this story too! Because you'll be disappoint at the end of the first part of the duet. Now this story is very original then the other vampire stories you read about. I highly recommend you all go read all of her stories because she is an awesome writing and when her story in progress is over, I hope she continues with new ideas!

Okay lovelies our second author is the greatest! No, I don't play favorites... Peaceperson(c) has a great story in progress and I want everyone to check this one out. But she moved! Don't worry Peaceperson(c) has provided me with her new name etoile. With the period.

Ups and Downs of Marrying a Celebrity - This story is still in progress so there is not much to tell so far, and it's just the beginning so I won't know how it turns out yet, but you gave her time she will gave you a great story. Personally I think this story will have a great outcome, you just need to give it time. So far I'm in love with it, we know that she is going to fall for him eventually... right? Yeah, I don't think so... but it's always good to imagine things, make you more creative. Peaceperson(c)

Have you ever heard of the song 'Hey There Delilah' by the Plain White Tees, but this author has nothing do with that. But her name is Delilah, Delilah121c is the mother of three great stories and I get to include all three of which!

Immune to the Malfoy Charm... Or so I thought - Great story, wonderful plot, nice ending. It's so perfect. So this story is about the one and only Draco Malfoy falling in love with the beautiful Saryn, yes I know I still have those dreams about Tom Felton too. This story is finished! But it took me a few days to finally finish it, but you'll love this if you love Tom Felton. It's awesome, go read it.

My Twin Brother is Perfect... So? - Great story, everyone should read this one after they read the first ones. I think this story is a wonderful start off, it has romance, best friends, drama, annoying twin brother who decides to get kidnapped. You know the usual things for a great story. Everything needs problems and resolutions some not so happy but whatever happens happens. It's really up to you and I encourage everyone to read these stories.

Confessions of a Teen with a Temper - Foxy Roxy as Beau calls her, she hates Beau and Beau likes her. This story gives me goosebumps just thinking about it! It's still in progress so you'll have to catch up with her! Now I've been with her in the beginning of the story so you'll really like it.

This writer always looks for the original, TwistedxTears, her story is about ancient Rome. And a high class girl falls for the Gladiator Marcus.

You Hold My Heart In Your Hand - This story is great and the first ancient Rome story ever on Quizilla! Congrats for originality! This story is just in the beginning but it has caught me on the first few sentences, so give this story a chance to read, it's amazing and I think you would really like it. Now I hope all of you give it a chance or I'm coming after you, just kidding. Enjoy it please.

Last but not least HappySmilesVarietyHour! Her story is wonderful and still in progress, yes this is our last author... don't worry there's always next year for more!

Pull My Heartstrings And Call Me Yours Forever - Draco Malfoy love story, it's beautiful and it made me cry at times. Chris was originally in love with Harry Potter but she lost the magic over the summer when she spent time at the Malfoy Mansion. Summer love or true love? I don't know, why don't you read the story and find out for yourself!

Okay Lovelies, that is it! Yeah I know it's ending already but wait for April and we'll get another lovely award show! I would like to thank all of the authors that were chosen but didn't make it, and I would also like to thank everyone for their cooperation. And the real purpose of this is to help people grow their imagination and their strength do not hesitate to send these lovely writers feedback on their stories.

Special thanks to:
Margarita Sunshine
AllHailRandomness User Name
SBSProductions
Lilbeth225 - The official Myspace for Margarita Sunshine. - Add her!
And Quizilla!

Mocking of a survery

2007-08-11T09:05:00.000-07:00

1. What was the last time you had a pillow fight? With whom?
Wtf? Is this a lesibian question?
2. What do you use to wash off all your make-up?
Make-up, why the hell would you care?
3. Have you ever snuck into the guys' restroom at your school?
Okay, yeah I have.
4. Have you ever just suddenly ran out of a classroom during a test because you were "sick" to avoid the test?
Nope... but I forgot there was a test once, I was throwing up though so HAHAH Margarita Sunshine is the master
5. Have you heard of The Rocket Summer? Do you like his music?
WTF?
6. Do you find the AXE "Bam Chicka Wow Wow" commercials to be funny?
What kind of survery is this?
7. Would you rather watch Big Brother or America's Next Top Model?
America's Next Top Model =D
8. When was the last time you had Chinese take-out? What is your favorite take-out food?
That's a good question... though I had dim-sum or something like that.
9. Have you seen Al Gore's "An Inconvenient Truth"?
I'm not aloud. =P
10. Have you thought about Halloween and what you want to dress up as recently?
I was think either a big martini glass or a muse.
11. Which of your friends posts the most useless bulletins on your myspace?
uhmm... Okay for the record Margarita Sunshine does have a myspace.
12. Do you want ones of those iPhones? How about an enV?
Sweet... everyone go buy iPhones!
13. Do you know what BAMF stands for? Are you a BAMF?
WTF? No I'm not a Big Arrogant Mother Fucker.
14. Have you ever stapled your hand on accident?
What the hell? this isn't a question!
15. Do you know that whole story about the toes on your feet, talking about pigs?
Aww... and this little piggy went wee wee wee all the way home!
16. Do you still use your home phone?
No Margarita Sunshine doesn't believe in phones, kidding I love technology, I'd hve sex with it if I could
17. How many community service hours are you required to have? How many do you have so far?
Does this count as global community?
18. Do you know sign language for "bitch"?
No but I know hand language for fuck off. ,,,,
19. Have you made a Zwinky? Dude... what the hell, yes, now don't go looking for Margarita Sunshine Zwinky. I deleted it =D
20. When was the last time you made a video? What was it about?
Actually yesterday, and I don't know it was just random.
21. Did you know you could comment yourself on myspace?
yeah... I would do that hundred times if I didn't have a life.
22. Do you know how to make a paper hat? a paper boat?
WTF? What kind of question is that?
23. Who was the last person to call you "boo"?
uhmm... I'm not Afro.
24. What is your favorite "World Wonder"? How many wonders have you been to?
None?
25. Do you like Seattle's rainy climate? Or would you prefer a more sunny climate, like in Florida?
Okay serious time, I'm going to Seattle shortly! =D and I've been to flo flo.
26. Do you want to see the movie "I Now Pronounce you Chuck and Larry"?
Awesomely funny movie, everyone go see it.
27. Do you think The King of Queens is a pretty good sitcom?
It ended, but they got kids!
28. Have you read Middlesex, a fictional book about a hermaphrodite? Does it seem more gruesome/gross or interesting to you?
Who writes about sex,
BESIDES Madonna
29. Would you ever want to go jet skiing?
Uhhmm... no. Margarita Sunshine doesn't go water skiing
30. Do you know any bad words and phrases in Spanish? Give us an example:
Yes! I do, Sangano or something like that, it means Jackass.

Mistake

2007-08-09T19:38:00.000-07:00

I don't know if this is the correct way of approaching a problem, but I think I made a mistake. This blog was originally made to put myself into it, and now I'm just whining about my problems right? Sometimes I ever doubted that I ever fell in love with sunshine, but I did, I know I did. This utter feeling of pure happiness whenever he got on the computer, our nightly chats that went on for hours, and our love for each other. I knew I liked him because I always get depressed when I think about her, or when he said he loved me like a sister. But why did I let him go, because there was no point, he actually said that too. Why? And then I begin to question if he ever loved me, I was first to say I love you after all. I feel like crying, kind of, not really but it's there. That dreaded feeling that made me feel like he was never going to talk to me again, even though I requested it. Oh goodness, what have I done? That will surely make him go off the deep end! I've killed him, I've killed the love of my life. Wait, aren't I jumping a little ahead of my self? Yes I am, I mean there are people with cancer. My Great Uncle has Lung Cancer, thanks to so much support, and is still living the doctors gave him a year to live and he's lived for two years now! Sadly he is on the breathing machine, but only when he sleeps. And he's getting better! I thank all of those who bought the yogurt, ribbons, t-shirts, and walked in Pennsylvania. Continue on with your support. My eight month old kitten died a few weeks after the Pope John Paul II did. She was very small and had Feline Luciema, knowing that she suffered made me believe that I could have done something different. My family history says that I have a 50% of getting breast cancer and a 75% chance of getting Heart disease and a 50% chance of getting Anemia which can relate to cancer. This kind of made me think, like right now actually, because I don't know how incredibly lucky I am. Why the sudden issue of cancer? Because, someday I think I'm going to get it, if I don't already have it. But you shouldn't wish yourself on those type of things, unless your really desperate. No, don't be suicidial, you'll always have Margarita to talk to. I'll be anyone's friend to who is willing to listen, I've done this before. I've actually preached to someone who was depressed or suicidial and brought them out of that. I guess I really do have a better purpose, helping people, but in what? Should I become a missionary? No, I don't want to be a missionary, I wouldn't like being away from home preaching something I wouldn't want to preach. It's true that I fear forever, or did at least. I kind of still believe that I am, I mean there was no doubt that I believe in God because I was so terrified of Heaven. I know it's ironic or an oxymoron, whatever it was; I am no longer afraid of that living forever stuff. It's mind blowing, forever is forever, ever wonder what it's like to live forever and a day? I want to do that, surpass all the numbers of the world and live forever and a day. In Heaven, will you be naked? I could of wondered that and asked a friend if we'd be all girls or boys. She said we'd look the same, I also told her there was no sex in Heaven. I forgot how she reacted, maybe she said nothing at all. Well I'm getting tired or bored of this really.

Goodnight my faithful listener,
Margarita & Sunshine

Movie Reviews

2007-08-08T18:40:00.000-07:00

Yeah... I said like an hour ago I would do some movie reviews! Yay... okay don't make a big deal about it. Yeah... I know.Yeah... that's my dog... isn't she cute? Yeah I thought it looks like 'the dog' picture/stuffed animal thing. Whatever... lovelies, okay I'll give it my own rating along with review... no picture because I think it looks cheesy... Shut up. Also I will be doing old and new movies so don't yell at me if they're like six months old 'kay?

300:

MS (Margarita Sunshine) rating : S for Super special effects, sexiness, and super fly.

Review: Now I know you expect me to trash this movie; but to say that I didn't enjoy staring at eight packs for two and a half hours would be a total and complete lie. It was a good movie, to say the least, and it was true so that's always a plus! I highly recommend you buy it and then watch it like 2932093482 times in a row.

Superman Returns:

MS (Margarita Sunshine) rating : S for Super sexy man in tights, special effects kudos, and superman himself.

Review: Superman Returns was a really great movie, in fact I just recently watched it when I was in Florida (Actually it was like two weeks ago... not sure though) . It was a really good even though I wasn't suppose to understand half of it, I did! Yay for the classic Superman series! Anyways, this movie is a MUST, which means you MUST watch it or else! Buy it, rent it, even have sex with it, I don't care as long as you have it.

The Simpsons Movie:

MS (Margarita Sunshine) rating : S for Simpsons, super funny, and S-AWESOME!

Review: The Simpsons Movie was AWESOME, I highly recommend that you go see it, like now, okay not now after this; but you should see it very soon. It was hiliarious, absolutely funny and the whole theatre was dying with laughter, everyone was laughing at least once. The Simpsons Movie got a record 76.8 million dollars FIRST NIGHT. I think I went the second or third night, but it was soon. Everyone should see that movie but you must have a sense of humor because it insults EVERYONE and I mean EVERYONE.

Well that's all I can think of for now.

ENJOY IT.

Goodbye Letter

2007-08-07T17:12:00.000-07:00

Dear Love,

You are reading this because you have searched through my files in order to find some information or just to snoop. I suppose I should explain as to why you are even reading this letter. I wanted to have something documented about me, writing to someone before I die. This letter is addressed to love, because I love you no matter who you are. God says we should love our neighbors as we love ourselves. Which means you should accept and love everyone no matter whom or whatever they may be. I do think about this sometimes; I suppose he does know best. I do hope that he got me into believing that he gave his only son for us, which I hope I do believe. Right now I am struggling between I think it’s for attention or it’s actually serious. But if he says so, I will try to believe. And I’m not saying that to look good, I must put that in there for my own sake for I may go crazy if I do not. I do request that if I was murdered, that you forgive them. No matter what they did to me before I died, I ask that you forgive them. After all God forgave us for our sins. I wish that I knew how to save myself from dying. If it is from old age I suppose it was my time to go. If not, then I do hope you forgive them. Acceptance of death takes time, a lot of time. Which is why if you are reading this before I’m dead, do not confront me about it. Just put it back in its place where you found it please. Do not throw this out; remember it as you remember me. I will probably forever be fifteen in this letter; this is the age I am writing this. Today’s date was August 1, 2007. I just finished watching the OC a few hours ago. Maybe just an hour, I can’t count very well. That was a lie, I love math. And you know that very well about me. You can’t read minds dearest, so you can only imagine what was going through my mind at the time. And that is what you will forever do. You will wonder about what I was wearing, my hair color at the time, perhaps my style of it too, maybe the time. I do wish this helps you get through things. A letter from me can always brighten up a mood, right? Well I suppose I should be sleeping or doing something else more important. I love you, goodnight and goodbye.

Love,
Margarita

Going against my morals

2007-08-06T14:25:00.000-07:00

Okay I'm going against my morals and deciding to do this 'survey' thing and then I'll actually post... but then I decided or debated to just input the amount of reasons of the subject why this is wasting my time.

10 Real Random Facts About You
1. Uhmm... I own this blog?
2. Real facts? Do you actually think people are going to tell the truth?
3. Crap... I have like seven more
4. Okay I have to answer one- oh never mind! I already answered something truthfully
5. Someone put that they hates smiling... wtf? Do you want an eyebrow winkle?
6. For future references, Margarita Sunshine is not a vegan
7. I'm a meatatarian
8. Did you know Johnny Depp lives in France?
9. Hamburger Helper!
10. Aunt Linda... oh! Still Standing!

9 WAYS TO WIN MY HEART
1. That reminds me of ten things I hate about you.
2. Okay ways to Margarita's heart...
3. Stop being asses and posting those bulletins on Myspace
4. Sexually confused?! Aunt Linda, how dare you?!
5. Lysol, that's a way.
6. Pretended to hate your thrities
7. Are your fourties any much better?
8. Beads... dude send me Mardi Grai Beads.
9. Uhmm... SEX.

8 THINGS I CARRY/WEAR EVERYDAY
1. Okay I'm going to be serious... lemons... what I was being serious!
2. money (well duh, what else are you gonna do?)
3. flip flops <-- aren't those shoes?
4. Yummy yummy sloppie Joes?
5. COMMONSENSE
6. The ring that never comes off.
7. Post-it notes!
8. Those things that you get people to stab through your ear

7 THINGS THAT ANNOY ME
(Oh boy! My favorite!)
1. Whores
2. PMSING
3. Hiccups
4. My ringtone
5. Most commericals
6. Adam! =D
7. fake or two faced bitches <--- I like this one

6 STATES I'VE VISITED
1. I don't think I've been to that many...
2. New Jersey
3. Florida
4. Soon-to-be Washington State
5. Maryland
6. Delaware, oh wow I did it... oh never mind.

5 THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE
1. Smoke Weed... ahahaa
2. Be a ROCKSTAR!
3. BITCH.
4. Someone put Italy on this, Italy is a place you tard.
5. Cut open someone's brain!

4 THINGS I'M AFRAID OF
1. Zombies =D
2. RASINS aaaahh
3. Getting raped... tralala... righto that's a real fear right there.
4. BEING LATE AAAAAAAAAAAAAH

3 THINGS I DO EVERYDAY
1. Post
2. This
3. Blog

2 THINGS I'M TRYING TO DO NOW
1. This blog duh...
2. Sticking my tongue out at the computer

1 PERSON I WANT TO SEE NOW
1. BITCH PLEASE.

Hi, my name is: Margarita Sunshine
When I'm nervous: Margarita Sunshine doesn't get nervous.
The last song I listened to: Ingrid =D
If I were to get married right now my best man/woman would be: ALYCIA.
By this time next year: It'll be my Junior year in High School
I have a hard time understanding: Hello, I'm Margarita, I'm psyhic, duh =P
If I won an award, the first person I would tell: You my reader, you just you.
Take my advice: Duh, I'm FREAKING MARGARITA, that's why I'm here.
Most recent thing I've bought myself: Candles
Most recent thing someone else bought me: uhhhmm...aaaaaaaah... I don't know
My favorite hair style is: Hair?
My middle name is: Hmm... I never thought of that.
In the morning I: wake up
Last night I was: Thinking about stuff.
If I was an animal I'd be: a chincilla =}
A better name for me would be: Gee... I don't know...
Tomorrow I am: Doing nothing
Tonight I am: bashing people
My favorite color(s) is: (s)? What the fuck is that?

Cheater

2007-07-31T22:05:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, you know, when you cheat, you do always end up getting hurt. It took me until now to realize that old life lesson everyone tells you when you're five. I mean why is it so hard to admit that you're wrong? Are you too stubborn, or are you just afraid? If you are afraid, of what? What are you afraid of? Why would you be scared? If being scared is what prevents you from dreaming or doing things you've always wanted to do, then why even bother? I guess, I don't know, I didn't even want that to happen. And what the hell am I talking about? Really, what am I saying? I don't even know the purpose of this post, the purpose of what I'm suppose to do. God is telling me to be a missionary, I don't want to be a missionary. I want to be a veterinarian, and he knows that more then anyone else could have ever known. So, why would he do that? That is my question, or better yet: those are my questions that need to be answered. If you know the answer to any of them, just contact me on my freaking e-mail. I'm sure you can find it, seeing as no one else has ever emailed me. Am I sinking into depression? Or do I just want to feel really sorry for myself, am I really doing it for the attention? What are those words, what did they mean when I typed them? Were they meant to hurt you? Were they meant to hurt someone else? I'm afraid I've met a roadblock, a roadblock I'm not able to move, ever. He doesn't love me, yes I know you've seen this before: 'Oh he doesn't love-' you don't love him, you like him okay? And I don't even feel like color coordinating like I normally do. Am I loosing my passion to write? Have I got no inspiration anymore? Did that sentence/question even make sense? Why do I type the wrong letters, but I know what I want to type? Why? Why does my left boob seem smaller then the right? Why does the right side of my back hurt? Why? Why do I ask these questions when I know all of the answers? You know why, everyone knows why, it's so clear to you but not to me right? Or is it clear? What is my answer? Do I even get to answer it? Did I inspire anyone besides myself or my friends? Do I even inspire my friends? Did I make them create such a lovely story or sonnet of words linked together to make sense? Did he ever even give me those glances I hoped he did? I know the answer to that one: No, no, no, no, no, no, no! No! None of these make sense anymore! I don't make sense, maybe I'm already dead and reliving my life is punishment. Maybe I secretly know I'm really going to hell, maybe I'm just saying that. Maybe I wished it to be true sometimes, maybe I did just say that? How do I point out the lies of my own thoughts - because I want to look good - and the truth? The reasons why I didn't even bother to mumble that. I don't even remember half of the things I wanted to write in the past week or so. I can't even keep track of myself. The summer is almost over, almost. And how did I live it this time? Differently, most likely, because I didn't want it to be the same? Or I just didn't know? Who really knows? Who actually bothers to write this? I do. Who actually bothers to read this? I don't know who. I don't know, I just had hopes for this. I wanted this to change lives or give someone who has nothing to do something to read about. Something real, something normal, something average, something beautiful so to speak. Something about me, the real me? Could it be that Margarita is just an alter-ego of myself? Not really, but it's possible, I've always had a name for my crazy imaginary side: Ace. Ace, you see, started when my friend did a role play. I joined in on the fun, and it became so much more. I became so much more. I could practically feel for goodness sake! But Ace didn't do that part, God did. He knew, for some odd reason, that this was going to change me. And it did, it did really change me. It helped me through the badness, so even if I leave tonight, I know I let my feelings out before I died with a grudge. This is not my final blog post, far from it. This is only the beginning, the beginning of something great.

Another Song

2007-07-24T15:54:00.000-07:00

I know that someday,
That I'll come down that road,
And when I face my judgement, judgement day,
I know I'll never comeback to play.
No, the troubles getting father,
And I, oh I can't bare it anymore.
So, I will be found, yeah yeah, I will be found.
Someday I will be proud.

You take my pride,
But you can't take my life.
Oh no, you can't take my pride,
Cause I'm gonna be back with strife.

I, I see the waters ahead,
I can't see the cloud floating above me.
And I can see the love you gave to me,
And it's only for me to see.
I can be the love that you needed in the end,
Because you are the one I need.
No matter how many times I push you away,
I love you, I love you more than anything,
Even if I don't want to admit it.
I love you.

Father please, don't be too harsh,
Don't too rash on the world today.
Because when, their times comes,
They will face their judgement on that day.
And you can come to say.
Who goes, and comes into your place,
In your kingdom of love.
Someway, I'll admit my love.

You take my pride,
But you can't take my life.
Oh no, you can't take my pride,
Cause I'm gonna be back with strife.

I, I see the waters ahead,
I can't see the cloud floating above me.
And I can see the love you gave to me,
And it's only for me to see.
I can be the love that you needed in the end,
Because you are the one I need.
No matter how many times I push you away,
I love you, I love you more than anything,
Even if I don't want to admit it.
I love you.

Cause someday, someday, I can see you.
And when that day comes,
I'll will be, your love, yeah yeah.
I hope you can see the waterfalls,
Cause I can see what is ahead of you.
And you'll be alive once more,
Oh father, father please don't judge too hard.
After all they are all yours,
And you want the best, oh the best, oh the best,
For your little girl, for your darling boy.

Ooo Ooo Woah, oh yeah,
Father, father I love you,
Even though I make thing complicated.
I know you know that I love you,
Forever and always, because you're just you.

I can see, I can be anything I want.

Little Paws

2007-07-24T09:36:00.000-07:00

Athena, a little white fluff ball of doom. That dog lowers your self-esteem, I'll swear to it. So what is today's topic? Well the realization of me being fifteen came up. Another one was the fact that in a few days I will be faced with my enemy. I'm not nervous for myself, I'm nervous for Haley. She is most definitely going to try and stop me from killing the boy. It's all his fault he's a player, little punk. Okay, fine, tall punk but none-the-less a punk. Punks rule the world, I tell you and one day there is going to be an uproar of punks in your school.

Kidding, they're all too nice. Riiiiiight... anyways, today's discussion consists of the future. And no it's not because I was watching it a few minutes or so ago. I know God, I'm not telling the complete truth and we both know what this really is about. Unrealistic crushes, right? Aha, I got it nailed, not him, it nailed you know - get your head out of the gutter! Actually I just finished watching Superman Returns, I highly suggest you watch it. I don't know why, but when I'm talking to you, bloggie, I feel at peace or happy or satisfied... or something along those lines. So basically I'm writing whatever pops into my mind. Like this question for example, I actually was planning to write that I thought of it earlier but had to put this down first so I didn't look like a complete idiot. Did you know this thing had a spellcheck? I know, FireFox has it too but the actual blog has one. That's convenient, I just asked my aunt how to spell that. So much for seventh grade spelling right? Is that seventh grade, I'm not sure I just picked something out. Something in my mind is bothering me, what is it?!

Oooh confess my sins? Okay well there are things I regret in the past but I'm not going to post them on the Internet where anyone can access them. Just because you're God doesn't mean you can control me, oh wait you can't! Sorry... that crossed the line of mortal and immortal (God). I wouldn't be surprised if God sent the lightning committee to strike me with five bolts of lightning. I can't spell at all today, I spell lightning two different way, even though I am going to change it very soon like right now. That's weird it didn't even say the spellings were wrong... Soon I am going to watch RV, my aunt says it's funny.

I hope so, and I forgot to turn off spell check. If I never went back to change my spelling of some words then you would be deeply confused because I tend to spell things write just in the wrong order. Most of the time actually I do that, like I did it here six times, yes I don't really know. And I don't have that good of a memory (at least for that) to figure out how many times I acutally went back and changed the letter around to make a word correctly spelled. That was a long sentence. Right now I'm going to check out Back to the Future.

Kay bye!

Forgotten

2007-07-19T20:07:00.000-07:00

Ever feel forgotten? Like no one cared and when you finally confront them about it, they ignore you. It tells you who your real friends are. It also tells you who to trust. I feel betrayed, I mean if I'm not your best friend then just say it. Don't leave me like this, not that you would care. Are you embarrassed of me? Is that it? Because that would also prove eight or more of friendship is fake. Go ahead, be with your friends and then I'm dead the next day maybe you'll rethink telling me in the first place.

I haven't been suicidal in a while, but now I feel as if you cut me now I wouldn't feel a thing. The wanting in my arms right now, my mind saying to cut them, cut them. I won't, I'm too scared, sometimes I wish I have the courage to do so. Other can, why can't I? Soon, soon I will. Maybe not today, but soon, I can feel it. I just need one more thing to push me. I hope that comes soon, I want to leave. Hell isn't worth this, but is Heaven? A perfect world is scary. I wonder if we will still be able to love. Can we laugh in Heaven?

I feel as if someone could stab me and I wouldn't feel the abnormal pain, I would laugh maybe. I know I make fun of those 'emo' people but now I feel closer to them. Perhaps a hypocrite maybe, it doesn't matter now. The love of my life has a girlfriend and forgot to tell me, my 'friends' aren't my friends, my extended family constantly pushes me away. No one would care, it hits you in the face when you realize that you'll always be forgotten. Tonight I wish for strength, the strength to give up my dreams, potential love, and so-called 'friends'. This is my confession, I'll confess to anyone. I'm not looking attention mind you, I'm looking for help. Anyone can help me, I need it.

I need the knife, I need the pain, I want to cry! But my body or mind or something won't let me do it! Why not, why the hell not!? Why won't anyone let me cry, all those people, all of them silently judging me because I'm different. Because I have a personality, do you think you're helping me? You're all bitches and bastards, and you'll always be that way.

You may ask, what's holding you back? Just do it, no, I'm holding myself back, because there's that small hope that someone will pull through. No one is going to pull through this time. I'm alone, secluded from people. I want to be dead, I want to be alone, I wish to die. But you won't let me. You would insult me even when I'm dead. You wouldn't care really, you wouldn't even shed a tear, you would laugh. I've been taken advantage of too many times before, and now I'm sick of it, I know my purpose now. Waste of air, waste of space. I'm done, you win, I'm finally finsihed with you, and with everything else.

Something Else.

2007-07-19T12:33:00.000-07:00

You're breaking hearts,
Not that long ago when you had mine.
Swtiching on and off like you don't care,
Tell me, were any before me?
Don't waste your breath on lies,
Tell me, is she just another fly?
Do you know how this feels?
Could you just be real?

There's something else,
I can see it through the lies.
Why can't you see...
You're nothing more me.

I am stronger now,
She is something else,
I know you love her more then I ever could.
I know she tells you that everyday,
I need to know is she nothing else?
Or is she someone else?
How long have ya known her?
When will you tell her it's just a fling?
Tell me, is she something?

You can't break me,
I am invincible,
She doesn't look too strong for words,
To say, I think she's a goner.
We could have been,
And you know we should have been.
You know I'm not strong enough,
You know who I am.

There's something else,
I can see it through the lies.
Why can't you see...
You're nothing more to me.

I am stronger now,
She is something else,
I know you love her more then I ever could.
I know she tells you that everyday,
I need to know is she nothing else?
Or is she someone else?
How long have ya known her?
When will you tell her it's just a fling?
Tell me, is she something?

Is she something?
I know, I know that she's just another girl.
(I've known)
I know you lover her more then me,
(more then me)
She tells you lies,
She has been cheating your life.
(cheating, cheating)
But could you tell me:

Is she something else?
Is she someone I should be worrying about?
I know who I am,
(I know who I am)
And I've known,
She's been there the whole time.
Can't you please stop lying to me,
I know it's hard for you,
You little bastard, I see you now.
For who ya are, for what you've been.
Now I know I haven't been cheated,
(I haven't been cheated)

Something else
(Tell who ya wanna be)
She can't be anything more,
Tell me please,
(Tell me you know the answer)
You know the answer.
Just give me some justice,
(Give me some justice)
Is she something else?

Song

2007-07-19T06:23:00.001-07:00

I never thought this was how I was going to put out my first song, but that's okay. He doesn't deserve me, that's what they said, I should have listened to them. This is the last time I'll let him in, the last time I say good-bye. This is to him and to anyone else who had a problem like this: I don't want to talk, I don't want to even speak to you. I can safely say that I hate you right now. I know you'll listen to me, because that's what we do. Without further ado, my song.

The last time we talked,
The time we walked together.
The blanks are filled and my heart is better,
You can't tell me, you can't say a word.
I know, you know, that I'm gonna be okay.
Even if we changed the past,
We'd still be in the same old situation.
So here is my petition:

I don't wanna be like this anymore,
I don't need you forevermore.
Even if we tried to walk that line,
I still would have been inclined.

You can't undo the things you said,
The things you did,
Those things you do and all more.
You can't change the past,
These things are done and my life gone,
You won't controll me anymore,
You won't let me go,
And as far as loving you gets, I'm done.
Yes I'm done.

Even if we could have wished it,
Even if you wanted a friend,
We both know I wouldn't been.
For some odd, I wanted what I couldn't have.
And this is the last time,
I walk with you, and this is the time,
I take all that grime you gave to me.

I don't wanna be like this anymore,
I don't need you forevermore.
Even if we tried to walk that line,
I still would have been still be inclined.

You can't undo the things you said,
Someday you're gonna bring home that bread.
But when you do, just know I'm not,
I'm not gonna be with you.
So rip me up, and put me away.
You won't controll me,
You won't let me go anymore.
As far as loving you can get,
I'm done, yes I'm done.

Even when we walked those lines,
We were confined,
We were silently judged on the fact,
The fact that we could have been.
I should have been with you.

Break me once and you get a puzzle,
Break me twice and you get maze,
Break me thrice and I'll let you go.
This is the third time,
I'm convinced, I've been ignoring all the signs.
And you're guilt isn't helping you anymore.
Let me be, I'll never be without you.

I'm done, yes I'm done.
I'm gone and without you forevermore.

A Way Out

2007-07-18T11:34:00.000-07:00

Is it any wonder that when we are at breaking point, we consult the simplest things? Being away from my actual life has taught me something, I have people who love me. Not just that, I have people who want me with them. I have people who would walk 9.67 miles just to see me and know I would do the same for them. Of course we would be prepared, but that doesn't matter now, no one would matter then. Now I've realized that no matter how many problems you come across in a relationship you'll always pull through.

Whether it's because they're far away, maybe because you can't see them anymore, or that now that you have them; they lost your interest. Road blocks in a relationship of any kind appear, it doesn't matter how far you would go if they can't even meet you half-way. I think it's because I've really experienced this and actually hurt so badly. When you miss someone, you realize how much to love them, how much you care for them, how much you need them, and how important they really are in your life. If you ever took the time to appreciate them, especially when they're gone, you'd realize how many life lessons they told you. Could it be possible that the personality of a person depends on who is their friend? Their personality and their friend's personality mixed together makes them whole, like a complete person.

I think I just found out what makes people human, and how to accept them for who they are. Perhaps I should save that for another time.

Signing off,
Margarita

About Marmalade

2007-07-17T18:02:00.000-07:00

The blockie dudes only mean one thing! Story time! This is Marmalade, I guess you could say she is a little child of mine. Her story? What is her story?

Once apon a time... Yes I'm serious now pay attention! Anyways... once apon a time, there was a land. This land only contained straight objects, so to express love the creatures of that land had to give something truly unique for each person that they loved. So these creatures kept their heart protected, some were poor, some were rich, and some were just average.

This lovely little blockie was average, normal. But she was missing something, something for a while. Everyone else had someone to care for even if it was family, then she found someone who she loved. He did not love her back, she knew in order to win him over she had to find something that no one had ever imagined before.

So she did the only thing she knew, she prayed to the Holi. The Holi was very wise and provided for those who needed it, though no one has seen him, he was surely there. When she prayed, she wished for something to help her get the boy she only loved.

Eventually her prayer got answered personally, one of the Holi's followers told her that he was still thinking. So she waited, she waited for a long while, until finally after two long months of waiting, the Holi figured out something to say. He came to her in a dream.

"You love this boy right?" The Holi's voice rang through her dream, she just nodded, for in this dream she was unable to speak, "Then you must know, you are very special, no one ever had one of my followers come down to speak to anyone personally. And you're speaking to me. You are truly special and don't forget even if he doesn't love you, I always will." Marmalade just nodded slowly, "Tomorrow confess your love for this boy." She just nodded.

The next day, Marmalade went to this boy and confess her love for him. He stared above her head. She threw her arms up and finally said, "I love you! There is nothing else to say!" At that moment a heart appeared and she felt it, smooth and not straight. Her miracle swayed this boy, he said he loved her too but didn't have any special, "Even if no one else loves you, remember I always will," She said that more to the Holi then to him.

The End.

Margarita Confronts the World Problems

2007-07-11T17:52:00.000-07:00

I decided that my blog deserved a random segment where I bashed on today's problems such as: Global Warming, the War on Iraq, Our fascinations with celebrities, Infomercials, Reality Shows and other Television subjects,Britney Spears, today's drug use, Myspace & more.

Today's first discussion,

Global warming:
It seems like Al Gore's 'An Inconvenient Truth' has started a brand new breed of conspiracies that the world is ending. I just have one question to ask: Why? I mean if the world was going to end because of carbon in the air I think you're a little too late. We 'pollute' the air by breathing, by farting, and by driving our strollers. It seems to me that Al Gore, who was almost our president, is lacking logic. To think he was going to be our president. This now leads me to our next subject:

The War On Iraq:
Oil, oil, oil; you're here to take out oil and it's taking you five freaking years to do it. Right... besides the lack of logic in that statement we have been making progress on the war. By having the house of representatives turn to democrat only to stay in Iraq. Gee America maybe you didn't realize that we have to stay there for the country to help it so they don't end up blowing Synagogues.

CNN Slip-ups.
A few months I believe, I lost track of the date because the media wouldn't stop talking about Anna Nicole Smith. Yes she finally died, said an anchor woman for CNN. Don't worry this isn't the first time CNN's anchor people have insulted a person. Dick Chaney had an 'X' on his face during an important press conference on television. CNN describing it as a 'glitch' in the system was highly unlikely but America believe it. You're stupid America you really are.

Celebrities:
CNN was not the only one getting 'caught' for being appalling, as if it were an everyday thing, celebrities do it all the time. They insult each other, whine about not having cheese, and by a ridiculous amount of clothes everyday. Anna Nicole Smith finally did die, what's strange it that other female celebrities like Lindsay Lohan, Nicole Richie, and Paris Hilton have not died yet from drug overdose as if they're not taking any. Yeah, right... Speaking of Nicole Richie, she's prego with her boyfriend's baby. It's good thing she's in rehab and currently cutting down her ten pills a day to only five pills a day, it's a miracle if that baby is perfect. As for Paris Hilton's best friend, yes they finally settled the mystery dispute. It seemed pretty noble of them that they didn't say anything about what happened, some people even suspected that they were just pulling it off as a publicity stunt. Paris Hilton went to Jail originally going for 65 days but instead went for 23 days instead for good behavior. Gee, I never knew that you could tell if a person was being 'good' for three weeks. If that wasn't enough Paris has now become religious supposedly. I understand if she is serious about this but if this is just a publicity stunt more people will be angry with her.

Myspace and drug use:
Myspace parents have now taken so much action on the Internet I'm starting to wonder if they'll start a cult. Cult or not Myspace is becoming more and more popular by the second. Everyday thousands join the site with friends, family, music artist, comedians, and business. Which leads to drug use, now that kids spend more time on Myspace they have gotten into drugs. Parents would also like to sue Myspace for making their child a whore, she was a whore before and she'll be a whore without it. As for the drug use your parenting skills suck and I suggest you communicate with your children more. On myspace people have this stupid pictures with phones, nothing but bras, and drink alcohol most of the time. And yet parents blame myspacce for allowing their kids to drink alcohol. It's not like myspace supplied it, so thus it shouldn't be blamed. Face it, parents messed up so they must come to it and get over their selves.

Television:
Ever since the 90s reality TV has become widely popular. I bet most Americans can name at least ten. Charm School, Flavor of Love, Scot Baio, Survivor, Big Brother, The Real World, Made, Bam's Unholy union, Fear Factor, American Idol, So you think you can dance, My Super Sweet Sixteen, and much more. Infomercials have taken over the TV it's just selling stuff now, no ads for saving the music or world peace, just buying and selling.

Britney Spears:
She has done it all, from Justin to cutting her hair. This chick is crazy, she has her hair cut off and got a tattoo in place. Her fashion sense blinds you forever and she almost killed her child. Britney Spears, she can't seem to stay away from the camera much. She also put a towel around her head, accepted a candle while Jessica Simpson went into the wrong car and posed casually. Britney Spears is just weird and it's safe to say she's on something.

McDonald's:
People have been suing McDonald's because their kids are fat because their parents gave them money and let them chose where to eat. Hmm, that's not weird. Moms of America, we love you but you're a little too nosy for your own good. America's system has been too loose, they need some restriction for the rules of suing someone. Example, if your kid gets fat because you gave them money to go to McDonald's don't sue them for you're own mistake and blame yourself you little cowardly mother.

That's enough for today.

James Bond moment

2007-07-11T06:48:00.000-07:00

Okay, I don't care if you wish to shoot me right now and bury me in a shallow grave. But last night I went all secret agenty, and I was thinking 'This is your chance! How many people actually have fun with sneaking on the computer?' Well I did.

Around 11:32 PM

I watched the fan go around and around and aroooooooooooound and around and around and aroooooooound and so on and so forth.

Then I jumped out of my creaky bed of doom. I actually put my hands as a gun and crouched down and went ALL the way on the other of side of the house to see the light on. Then I RAN back and dived under the covers of my creaky bed.

Around 11:50
I needed chap stick, and I was positive someone was in the kitchen. So, being me I decided to go all James Bond with the chap stick. After I got my chap stick I'm positive the light went on so I dived under the covers once again.
I decided to investigate - with my hands in fake gun mode - and chap stick in hand and I turned the corner to reveal half naked people. I nearly hyperventilated right there on the spot. Lucky my adrenaline just made me excited, like SUPER excited.

Within that 13 minutes I waited for mystery person to go back to bed and then I made the move to grandma's for the first time. I turned the knob slowly and it feels like someone is pushing on it, I checked. She's asleep, when I shut it, it made a loud noise so I ran for it for the second time that night.

12:03

I'm checking on my grandma for the second time because I heard someone coughing, it was mystery person number three. I crouched down and hid behind various walls until the coast was clear. My feet padded on the kitchen floor, I decided carpets are my best friends. I made the door make another obnoxious sound before confirming I had to hightail it out of here. So for the third time I ran for it.

During that 57 minutes I managed to get on the computer without any interuptions. I think I went to bed one something.

Mission accomplished.

Brighter

2007-07-08T18:01:00.000-07:00

When you wake up in the morning, what are you thinking? What is that first thought that pops into your head? Some think that they will remember that and see which thought pops into their head in the morning. The truth is that when you wake up, that's the thought you're thinking about. So, how will we know the truth? What is the truth exactly? The truth I've only known is God. That's my truth. Most people don't even think about what they are told is true or not. They always go back to the Golden Rule: if the TV says it, it must be true. The question that arises now is, how do we know fact from fiction? Or is fiction fact and fact fiction? I've never pondered about this until now, right now.

I don't seem to know,
And I don't seem to say.
If I could, I would blow it all away,
If you were here to stay.

Our sanity depends on knowing what the truth is, and how we get it. But the real inquiry is if anyone really deserves to know. Some people may think, 'Well I'm good, I listen to my parents, have good grades, and I don't do drugs.' So? There are plently of people who are like that but don't deserve it. Even if they listen to their parents once, if they got a B+ on their Math test, or if they didn't smoke pot; would they really deserve it? No, now that I've confessed to the truth. They haven't.

Welcome to Margaritaville!

2007-07-01T18:26:00.000-07:00

You are now entering Margaritaville...

Okay just kidding my children of the worldly world. Wow, that does sound cheesy. Speaking of cheesy, I keep typing 'cheesy' as 'chessy'. My mind doesn't want to type today, oh well... I guess I'll have to give you a proper introduction.

My lovely,

You have now embarked on a journey that will not only teach you something, but I'll learn more about myself I suppose as well. The television shows get more and more confusing everyday, strange enough I like it. The only reason why I'm bringing up the subject of television is because I'm watching it. Okay well, not exactly watching it right now. But the television is on and the show appearing was odd to say the least. Now Charm School is being showed on my TV right now. I don't get why people always use abbreviations. It gives off the impression that you're too lazy to write a complete sentence, normally. Normally a person wouldn't write, better yet say things like that. What is even weirder is the fact that they actually made a commercial for it. Any of this ring a bell? Perhaps a cellphone maybe, okay that was cheesy (hah! I got it right this time!). You're probably thinking 'congrats', sarcastically of course.

Today's discussion includes-

My back pains
Whores
My cute little blockie dudes.
Questions?

First of all, dudes, aren't my little blockie dudes cute?
Why yes Margarita, they are. Exactly, that's what I thought. I love pictures, I love photography, and most of all I love pixels =]. The orange one is Tangie, the blue one is Marmalade, and the pink one is Chris. Yes the pink one is a boy, I know. Original right? Well, I am always heading for the cliche, stupid silly cliche. Who came up with that word anyway? Did they decide to put an accent mark after clique? And you know, change the spelling along with it. But I have a point. My back, yes my back I'm getting off topic today so I have to stay on topic as long as I can. It hurts, my tailbone hurts, my back hurts in general. Eventually I'll get it fixed, but for now I'll live with the aches and pains of my life. Speaking of pains... whores, sluts, bitches, whatever you may call them. I call them pains, because quite frankly all they do is complain about doing work. Wah, there now can we please move on? Blah, blah, blah, they want me dead. Who cares? No really who cares if you want me dead, because if you actually say that in life you'll get arrest and I'll see to it that you'll never get out of a detention center. I do not like their behavior. Using hate veyr loosing is something you shouldn't do because then people won't know if you're just playing or being serious.

That's enough for today.

Now leaving Margaritaville...

Got questions? Need answers? Want someone to talk to? bethany_mack@hotmail.com