1) Who are you?
2) Are we friends?
3) When and how did we meet?
4) Would you kiss me?
5) Give me a nickname and explain why.
6) Describe me in 1 word.
7) What was your first impression of me?
8) Do you still think the same?
9) What reminds you of me?
10) If you could give me anything, what would it be?
11) How well do you know me?
12) Are you gonna put this in your journal and see what I say about you?
13) Would you meet up with me?

MAN IF YOU DON'T FILL THIS OUT man i don't even know what i'm gonna do

man

I think "Hey, maybe I should update my journal :V"

SO UH, a good deal happened in the past few weeks. I wrote a piece called Genius (the digital copies of which I have no access to, fffff), and performed it at two different venues, one being formal, and the other being rather small and homely. Strangely enough, the people in both audiences laughed at the exact opposite of what the other laughed at. HOWEVER, I WON'T GO INTO DETAIL, since there should be video footage available of the first performance at some point soon. :3c

ALSO, alsoalsoalso. On the same day I read at the more intimate venue, I hung out with  sanguinesonatadeige at the mall (and I've only known him for a week and a half ogm). IT WAS SORTA AWKWARD, but hey, furries. Either way, I had a good time, even though I made an ass of myself and got off at the wrong train station going there. |D

And well, other things have happened, but I'm kind enough not to shove foot-longs of info down people's throats. 8D

(inb4 0 comments)

Alright, I finally I decided to do that test on Similarminds.com. Honestly, it seems a lot more accurate than the other personality tests out there, that try to shoe-horn you into a handful of preselected categories.

'KAY, HERE WE GO.

Extraversion |||||||||||||| 58%
Stability |||||||||||||||||| 74%
Orderliness |||||| 30%
Accommodation |||||||||||| 46%
Interdependence |||||||||| 36%
Intellectual |||||||||||||||||| 74%
Mystical || 10%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Religious || 10%
Hedonism |||||| 30%
Materialism |||||| 30%
Narcissism |||||||||||| 50%
Adventurousness |||||||||||||||| 63%
Work ethic |||||||||| 36%
Humanitarian |||||||||| 36%
Conflict seeking |||||||||||| 50%
Need to dominate |||||||||||| 50%
Romantic |||||||||||||||| 70%
Avoidant |||||||||| 36%
Anti-authority |||||||||||| 50%
Wealth |||||||||||| 43%
Dependency |||||||||||| 50%
Change averse |||||||||||| 43%
Cautiousness |||||||||||| 43%
Individuality |||||||||||||| 56%
Sexuality |||||||||| 36%
Peter pan complex |||||| 23%
Family drive |||||||||||| 50%
Physical Activity |||||||||||||| 56%
Histrionic |||||||||||| 50%
Paranoia |||||||||||||||| 70%
Vanity |||||||||| 36%
Honor |||||||||||| 43%
Thriftiness |||||||||||||||||||| 90%

Stability results were high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..

Orderliness results were low which suggests you are overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense too often of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.

Extraversion results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.

trait snapshot:
messy, tough, disorganized, fearless, not rule conscious, likes the unknown, rarely worries, rash, attracted to the counter culture, rarely irritated, positive, resilient, abstract, not a perfectionist, risk taker, strange, weird, self reliant, leisurely, dangerous, anti-authority, trusting, optimistic, positive, thrill seeker, likes bizarre things, sarcastic



Not terribly proud of this, but it is what it is, I suppose.

As stupid as it sounds, it seems as if I've spent the majority of my Spring Break watching One Piece. I think I've watched maybe 40 in the last seven days? I have no idea anymore.

As far as productivity goes, I did finally start rewriting my nawvel with alternating viewpoints, and less meaningless bitter-banter that drags down the text. I HAVE LEARNED MANY A THING FROM THIS BOOK-WRITING P oh wait I never learn anything my mistake

Let's see what I can't do with the last 48 hours of Spring Break. :V

You should really do something about all this dirt FA, I had to clear out a bunch of shouts a little while ago I mean what is up with that seriously

AH WELL, I GUESS FERROX ALWAYS COMES FIRST, R-


oh

right

owel~

EDIT: ahahahahahahah you three five are so sad, i love it

<3 u fiz

DAWBLE EDEET: Proper measures have been taken to make sure the specialness of this journal is forever never tarnished ever.

Oh you guyz~


Triple Edit: Wow, he actually admitted it. (clickit)

Guess that's over and done with.

And now, to never speak of this again. :V

IT IS MY VESTIBULE RIGHT NOW AND it does not belong here somebody takes this cat please

i mean
seriously

COME ON YOU ARE FURRIES HELP ME OUT plzthnx

So yeah, I went to see Emmo on Sunday up in NOITH JOISEY. Shit was sort of cash, although being around homophobic parents for several hours can be a tad suffocating.

ANYWAY, I TOOK SOME...

...

Some pictures. Like, seven. Ohboy.

BENJI FRANK BRIDGE YO
The The Jax in his natural habitat.
Rachel Ray making some sexy breakfast.
The most annoying parakeets in the world, also in their natural habitat.
:O
:Oc
Jax pirating the RENT soundtrack, shortly after watching the movie. GOD, WHAT A QUEERMO.

Plan for next time: Actually leave the goddamn house.

Aiight, that's all. 8D

I'm going to go hang out with  punkjax tomorrow in New Joisey. I'M GONNA HAVE TO TAKE SEVERAL TRAINS, BUT SHIT WILL TOTALLY BE CASH MAN.

Total.


Bruhs.

YEAH so like

This duder,  devicat Is having financial woes, the reasons behind it being pretty obvious (hurr durr recession).

If you want to know why, read this journal over here

Help a bruddah out, yeah?

So, for the first time in awhile, I ended up biking six, seven miles today. Feels fuckin' good, man.

And obviously while out, I went to see Slumdog Millionaire with my sister. I don't care if this is what a typical Bollywood movie is like, 'cause this shit was goddamn amazing regardless. The cheesy musical number during the credits just sealed its awesomeness, too. <3

YES I KNOW I AM PROBABLY SUPER LATE but hey, I can't be the only one who hasn't seen it yet

Go see you blitherin' fawks

Aiight? Aiight. :3

Well shit, that was quick.

I SURE AM POPULAR DURR HURR HURR

I don't know what to write here.

Would you guys be interested in reading stories about what happened to me today?

I'M CURIOUS.

Okaythat'sallIguess.

Woo~

SAVING VICTIMS FROM THE WRECKAGE OF ALL WILD AFFAIRS
Such wild affairs~


I just came to a realization.
I'm almost free.
One more year, and I'll be done with public education.

I realize that for the last maybe couple of years or so, I've waxed poetic about how much better I would treat myself if I had the privilege of living like an adult. In some cases, the way I treat myself is the fault of my parents not knowing what they were doing while raising me, and in others it's me being my own worst enemy. But now that I nearly see the finish, or perhaps, the start line, I'm realizing that something isn't going to suddenly just 'kick' in the instant I get the boot out the door. I need to start living as if I'm my own parent, my own person. I'm tired of making excuses, being lazy and not taking responsibility, because truth be told, I would never let that shit fly if I didn't have training wings.

So, I see no reason why it should fly now.


Responsibility sure is a neat thing, mister.

I'm not going to go to college after High School.

Not to say that I'm never going to college, but I can't bear the thought of being in school for seventeen years straight.

But yeah, after reading several articles on the matter, I've been convinced that college is only really necessary for the doctors, lawyers and politicians of the world who we would trust with our lives (well, maybe not the politicians). While I would like to be a teacher at some point in my life, being chained to the house of edumucation for the entirety of my days sounds absolutely excruciating.

I want to take a few years off, achieve my writing dreams and whatnot. I've had enough of formal education for awhile, so I think what I'm gonna do is try and finish High School with flying colors, and become the dream that I've wanted to be since day one (Aesop, holla).

I'm going to be somebody. Maybe not the most revolutionary person of our time, but I'm sure as shit going to be somebody.

Heckyeah.

If you haven't read it, direct yourself here you fartholes. I was gonna film it with my camera, but I honestly forgot to. ; D;

There was a bit of uncertainty in me leading up to it, so instead of talking into the podium like I usually do, I practically shouted that motherfucker. Much to my surprise, everyone applauded at the end of it all, and one of the girls in my class walked up to me with teary eyes and embraced me, saying that she loved me for being one of the most honest kids she ever knew. It was adorable beyond belief. <3

I honestly don't think I'm brave by any means for doing this, since I was simply lucky enough that everyone else in my writing class is within the realm of fucked up that I am. Otherwise, they probably would have been weirded out on several different levels (although the same girl that hugged me said I was creepy, but it was like 'You're kinda creepy, but I still love you' :3c).

SO YEAH, TODAY WAS BALLIN'.

Ball. In. |D

FFFFffff so

I have to start writing a memoir as part of my Memoir class this semester. At first I was like 'oh god I just wanna move on from the past and start the NEW me' BUUUUT considering I'd get kicked out of CAPA if I flunked this class (lal :{), looks like I have no choice.

I'm not sure how I'd feel about sharing this with you guys, considering I've only known you all for a couple of months. I suppose I feel much more comfortable sharing it with my writing peers, since I've been with them for two and a half years now, and it'd certainly be a relief to finally talk about all the stuff that went on way back when (I was originally gonna focus on one specific topic, but shit, none of the events in my life hold that much precedence over the others).

I mean, I dunno. If you can understand that I led a troubled life, and you're interested in hearing about that sort of thing, then I guess I don't mind sharing. Except what I'd rather do is post shit here instead of in private conversations, since I'd hate to repeat myself. All I wanna know is whether or not there'd actually be an interest in this sort of thing.

I mean, you guys are furries, you're probably just as weird as I am.

SO LIKE

LET ME KNOW, HOMEBROS

Chillah, out.

Truer, clearer words have never been spoken (although I had to abbreviate here and there to make it fit).

Thanks Rabs :]

Ever since I was a little kid, I've always had this notion of a fairytale relationship. This was probably the product of watching too many sappy Disney movies, but it's what stayed with me.

I would dream of this person that compliments me perfectly, be a eye-popping little creeper to the girls around me (although that was before High School, obviously).

I am painfully aware that teenage relationships barely work out, yet the romantic in me strives and yearns for one anyhoo. Thing is though, I'm too cautious, too prone to holding out for that special person, instead of just going out, finding someone, and see how we connect; probably because the only easy place to find gay people is in clubs, and god knows that's not me (not to say that I'm anti-social. That shit though is just... blerf).

I want someone who's smart enough to know that they're not smart enough to know the ins and outs of a relationship. I want someone who's painfully aware of their inexperience, and is willing to grow and mature out of their foolish teenage years with me. I'm a romantic, but at the same time, I want something real. Because at the end of the day, pretty ribbons can only be stretched so far.

Are there any people in the world like this, Jebus?

Get back to me ASAP, man.

 gingham HAS A LARGE, BUS-SIZED VAGINA.

THAT IS ALL.

So, two things. The second one will probably be more of your interest.

1. I'm only going to be signing on during the weekends, as I not only realized the importance of school, but that the relationships I form with people over the internet would actually strengthen if I was only on three days of the week. If there's anyone watching me that likes talking to me, you'll have to wait 'till then. 'Preciate it, hombres.

2. Holy shit, I just found the BEST FUCKIN' ANTI-SPYWARE PROGRAM EVER. Apparently, Google actually offers a free, fully-functional (as opposed to free trial version) anti-spyware program, in this thing called 'Google Pack'. I was just looking around for Anti-Spyware shit, and LO AND BEHOLD, DOWN FROM THE SKY, COMES THIS MOTHAFUCKA.

Aiight aiight, enough babbling. Here's the link for those who want it.

http://pack.google.com/intl/en/pack_installer.html

Just check off Spyware Doctor. Unless you know, you're into that other shit like... Picasa. I don't even know.

Peach, knickers.

So, I was doing an assignment for Fiction class, and I thought 'You know what? Fuck short stories. I wanna start writing that novel that I've been kicking around in my brain for years.' And so I totally am.

Of course, I've tried to start this novel many times before, but at this point, it feels like I have a much better understanding of literature. And that sounds so ridiculously pretentious, BUT IT IS TRUE TO ME OKAY okay!!

It's basically a homage to characters I created as a small child. And of course, being childhood creations, they're based off something absolutely silly: my sister's beanie baby cats. The original plot was a horrible rip-off of Digimon, and I basically want to do the creations of my youth some justice. Have for awhile now, but this time, I think I'll actually go through with it.

I'm not sure if I'll post finished chapters here, since it'd be nice to get this shit published if I ever do finish it. Not that anybody would read it, but hey, we'll see how things go.

HURP DURP WISH ME LUCK.

Oh hey, people actually commented on my last journal

PERHAPS I'LL WRITE ANOTHER

So I've noticed that whenever I sign on to the e-webs, one of the first things I'll dash to is MSN. I'm really starting to wonder if I'm an introvert or extrovert at heart, because I seem to be really into talking to people lately. Well okay, I suppose it's always been that way; I've just never been good at it until now.

Because I've just become good at that whole 'social interaction' thing, having a lot of people like me is still a strange feeling to me, and I think I feel this need to cement the idea that people actually like me for me. It's starting to become more familiar, this whole self esteem business, but it seems I've been prioritizing IM discussions and other forms of human interaction over my school work.

So, with that in mind, I think I'm going to stop spending every waking moment on an IM client, and only log on when I'm not swamped in work. I would probably lose all those friends if I became a complete and utter failure anyhoo, so I should probably do things to prevent that.

If I don't stick to this, kindly slap me upside the back of my head. :V

TAKEN FROM YES OKAY.

Anywho:

How many songs total: 3729
How many hours or days of music: About 10 days and 3 hours. |D
Most recently played: Pavement - Western Homes
Most played: Margot & the Nuclear So and So's - Skeleton Key
Most recently added: Hi-Tek and Mos Def, Reflection Eternal (Train of Thought)

Sort by song title:
First Song: Animal Collective - #1
Last Song: IOSYS - Pavement - Zurich is Stained
Sort by time:
Shortest Song: They Might Be Giants - Who's Knocking on My Windowsill?
Longest Song: Godspeed You! Black Emperor - Providence

Sort by album:
First album: Kaki King - ...Until We Felt Red
Last album: Dinosaur Jr. - You're Living All Over Me

First song that comes up on Shuffle: 311 - T & P Combo

Search the following and state how many songs come up:

Death - 49 (But that's counting my Death Cab for Cutie and Eagles of Death metal albums; otherwise, it's 10)
Life - 81 (But that includes three albums)
Love - 143 (again including several albums)
Hate - 21; without the Bad Religion album, 7.
You - 638? What the Jesus
Sex – ..Four. How about that.


AND NOBODY WILL LOOK AT THIS.

So,  fondu got me thinking; perhaps I should be aiming higher in life. I say that I'd be fine with life as long as I have the chance to express myself, but I'm pretty sure I'm just trying to justify my laziness.

Also it finally dawned on me the dozens of real-world implications that will come toppling down on me if I don't try to be a better student, SO YEAH THAT MIGHT BE AN INCENTIVE POSSIBLY. I mean, right now I'm at the point in my life where I wanna teach myself how to take care of myself in every sense of the word (which I guess I sorta proved I can do by running away to ANOTHER STATE for an entire weekend without a scratch).

But yeah, life skills, I needs moar. MOAR.

College education would be pretty tight too.

Yeeerp.

Taken from & , God I'm such a filthy THIEF GOOD LORD.

1.) Your name?
Ben.
There were several definitions, so picked this one:

One who has insanely large cock. Probably the most awesome person ever, and every girl thinks he is sexy. Is good at many things, and very original. Not a poser in any way shape or form.
Oh...no thats not a parade, they are just following Ben.

c:

2.) Your age?
16 (OH GOD)


16 is not to be confused with 15 or even 17. Its the age when you are able to drive and earn your independence!
If you are 16 you are pretty much an adult, which means YOU ROCK!
Now that I'm 16 years old, Im not late to school and practice any more!

FUUUCK YEAH

3.) One of your friends?
Christina

A smart girl with no common sense but is smart and funny and has great "what in the world?" momments.
She can't make good hot chocolate.
SHE IS THE CRAZIEST THING ALIVE!
Wow she christina is retarted.

(what)

4.) What should you be doing?
School work.

Although this started out as an inside joke on my part, this term is a saying for marijuana. It works on many occasions if you don't want people to find out. (obviously)
"Yo, Phil! I got some school work, wanna come help me with it?"
"That sounds cool, Fred. I wanna help you with that school work."

5.) Favorite color?
Orange

The colour which vain assholes turn after a session in the tanning salon; Often confused with Hepatitis.
"Hey, nice tan... in the middle of winter, you sick fucking pumpkin monster."

6.) Birthplace?
Illadelph (Because all of the Philadelphia definitions were pretentious as shit)

The best city in America! Also called Philadelphia, or Philly (which is what the preppy kids tryna be hood call it), It is the best city yall will ever see!
Everybody Reppin it out there, keep it comin!
No city play it raw like Illadelph.

7.) Month of your birth?
October

Tom the jackhammer Billuson brutally molested a sheep named "Octy" during the 31 days of this fall month. The story was so horrifying that villagers named these 31 days after the poor sheep, thus resulting in the name october
Man 1: October is the greatest month ever
Man 2: You pervert!

8.) Last person you talked to?
Emmanuel

comes from the name "manny"

1.a spanish cholo who gels his hair down and thinks hes preppy because he owns one aeropostale shirt, which isnt even preppy.

2. a fag who has blonde highlights in his hair
Ew that emmanuel is scratching his balls again

Hahah, sorry Em.

9.) One of your nicknames?
Pok

one who loves the cock on 5 million levels
dude, aaron is so pok, he's like some dreamy pok fag or somethin'!


Ahahahah.

Beautiful. :D

Okay so I have submitted like, 4 things in the last 2 days

This is highly uncharacteristic of me what is this

ESPECIALLY NOT GOOD SINCE I AM WAY BEHIND IN SCHOOL WORK AND SHOULD PROBABLY HOP ON THAT SHIT ha ha hahaaaaaaaaa.

Going to an art school is total balls in some respects, since I somehow have to divide the academic mindset from the artistic, and it's really not easy

I mean, I'm inclined to prioritize the art classes, since they determine if you stay in, BUT I THINK COLLEGES CARE ABOUT THE AP CLASSES AND SHIT MAN UH.

I still don't know if I want to go to college, shit, I hardly know what I'm going to do to tomorrow, aside from helping a 60 year old woman with easy peasy PC issues.

All I know is that it's late and I should probably go to bed and yeah.

ALSO, FOR YOU SPORTS WHO READ THAT (all 0 of you)
HERE'S A YOUTUBE VIDYA

yes okay then goodnight.

ZZZZZ