﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Obscure_Aesthetic's Xanga</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Obscure_Aesthetic</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>NEW USERNAME</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/552099748/new-username/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/552099748/new-username/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 09:15:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.xanga.com/zenryaku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ADD IT. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Or I'll kill you. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; Bitches.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[This name will be deleted in less than a week. Haha. xD]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/552099748/new-username/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Countdown</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078368/countdown/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078368/countdown/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 04:14:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Ninety,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-nine,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-eight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-seven,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-six,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-five,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-four,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty-one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;eighty,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;seventy-nine,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;seventy-eight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;seventy-seven,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;seventy-six,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; seventy-five&lt;/span&gt;...Days &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;left &lt;/span&gt;until &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;IT'S A SHOWTIME!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[Pyramid Head is sexy. Yeah. I said it. Bring it.]</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078368/countdown/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thanksgiving FTL</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078258/thanksgiving-ftl/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078258/thanksgiving-ftl/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 03:37:09 GMT</pubDate><description>Maybe this is just me, but I find it pointless to hang with family during Thanksgiving. I mean...like...it's about being thankful for things and what-not. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; I ain't thankful for my damned family that, like, hate me. Or who just sit around and get drunk. And bitch about everything you do or say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, yeah. I didn't have the best time over at my Grandma's. 'Cause everyone thinks that because I'm not hanging out with my drunkard cousins that I can babysit. Which is lame as Hell since I hate fuckin' kids.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I woulda much rather been somewhere with people I actually -am- thankful for. I dunno. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; Maybe I'm not into the whole "family" thing since I dislike most of them. -Shrugs- I don't know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd much rather go out and stay with the people I'm thankful for. And then you think about goin' to those people and telling them what they mean to you and it just sounds weird, right? Yeah...well...that's all I'm thinking about right now. And I just manage to make it worse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah. Making no sense.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/550078258/thanksgiving-ftl/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Haha. ;D</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/547212593/haha-d/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/547212593/haha-d/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 00:24:17 GMT</pubDate><description>Guess who, as of now, gets to witness Dir en grey three more times?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/547212593/haha-d/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>So...</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/539565167/so/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/539565167/so/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 03:07:05 GMT</pubDate><description>I have had, within my possession for the past... &amp;lt;__&amp;lt; Uh...week or so...my Kyo-Poem book. Oh God. It rapes everything in my room. "Jigyaku, rensou furan shinema" or, as it is translated to in English: "Masochism, Funeral Decomposition Cinema" lives in my room. Next to all of my other Dir en grey things. I'll probably be editing this post on a later date in order to show it off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's pretty much rare. And awesome. It can't be found in mint condition anywhere anymore, and it's in pretty good condition as is. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; Even though there needs to be a little bit of binding work. The CD that comes with it is spiffy and is in mint condition, but I've yet to play it. I haven't had the time. e__e;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's a photo in it that makes me laugh hard-core. I'm probably going to post that in here, too, but yeah...no-one reads this, so I'm gonna shut up now.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/539565167/so/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The mis-adventures of Hoover Mac-tac-a-lastic!</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531626665/the-mis-adventures-of-hoover-mac-tac-a-lastic/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531626665/the-mis-adventures-of-hoover-mac-tac-a-lastic/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Sep 2006 00:30:22 GMT</pubDate><description>As everyone knows, if Rodney is around, then Hoover Mac isn't too far behind...the opposite could also be true. So, when Rodney is tired and goes off to bed...Hoover Mac has to find himself another friend...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In comes one =AssassinCross= who happens to look like a taller version of Rodney...hench, madness:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : what&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : U SAID BYE BYE&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Y U STIL HEREERE&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : ya&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I LOVE U ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : waaaaaaa... .__________. kuya....&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : ya&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ya?&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : bakit&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : hey, h00ker&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : RD NEY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : THE H00KER ISNT LISTENING&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : MAKE IT LISTNE&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : ok&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : TELL IT LISTEN TO ME&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : TAT ONE&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : &amp;lt;-------'&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Hey, h00ker&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : have skin thta is for me if u have zeny with the burrito&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Heym h00ker&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : DO IT H00KER&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : DEAL ME I PAY U&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I AY U LVE TIEMsd&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : R U LISTEN YET?&lt;br&gt;The deal has been rejected.&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : fyne&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i dont ned up anywayasz&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : HY&amp;lt; H))KER&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Hey, h00ker. lol&lt;br&gt;-=[Stalker]=- : ?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : chhese?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Y R U NOT ROD NEY?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Hey, h00ker.&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : have skin thta is for me if u have zeny with the burrito&lt;br&gt;~*~Glitter~*~ : quit buggin me bish&lt;br&gt;The deal has been rejected.&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Hey, h00ker&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : have skin thta is for me if u have zeny with the burrito&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : HEY ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u r stil so taaaaallllll&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : y u do those drugs&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ya?&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : ya&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEYDOES DRUGS?&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : why i do for&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : Y?????&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : y u do that for is what i say that i asking of u&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : you asking for me?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i asking that of u for wh that of drugs beng of consumed&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : y so many drugs ROD NEY?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : WHY?&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : got it now&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : got the crack!?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : god u drug man&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i whisper things tell u do them right&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : i do no&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : i do no&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i do no either&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : what do you say about&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : about that being of the drug, h00ker, burritos all the sex u have&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : not good&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : not good for man u wanted to be&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : and now look at u&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : Why i am not good&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : not good becaues ofway u treat said h00kerz&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : and the drugs&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : why i am wanted&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u treat them mean&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : wanted!? BY THE DTRUGS!&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : your druglord&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i say not who he is&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u take al l dem drugs from me&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i need them&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u need to make sure u stop talking about them&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : Huh..&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : or i tke up stick beating&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : that is good&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : stick beating upside yo head?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u want that head bruise?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i take a can of coffee in the morning and beat u with it&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u liek me now?&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : you stupid kid&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : smash eggs in yo hair&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : lololol i make cookies on your head&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : milk and flour and chocolte chips&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : and baked for like...eighty hours&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : BREAD ONE&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : What did you say about...&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : about? say about?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : the bread?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : it doesnt have crack in it, ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : bye bye now&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : nuuuuuuuu&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i miss u&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ;________________;&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY is my hero&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i give u phone number of goos h00ker&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : i not go logout&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : wait&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : what is&lt;br&gt;You have become friends with (=AssassinCross=). &lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : no special k for ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : wait wait&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Soul of Destroyer : yrral mingoa san ka&lt;/span&gt; [This entry stayed because it looked so violent.]&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : kuyaaaaaa.........................&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : waaaaaaa....&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i am seven years of the moon&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : ya i am to seven years old&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : 18 k in your telephone&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I ATE IT&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : it rings in my stomach&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : hungry&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i pick up say&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : hello phone in the stomach i do things for the upset ruminglbginf&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : me or you what is it&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : my number??????&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : WAT?????&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : UR GEAY?&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : y u want call my stomach phone for&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(24, 96, 167);"&gt;_Six_X_ : @sorage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(24, 96, 167);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(24, 96, 167);"&gt;_Six_X_ : ]@storage&lt;/span&gt; [These two stayed because Six X is a moron and can't spell...]&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : SPELL STORAGE CORRECTLY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : i said you telephone number what is it now said now..&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : storage&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : now said now makes NO sense at all little man&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : tall drug taking man&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : your telephone tell please...&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : 555-5555&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : like fo' real&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : Thank you..&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : yeah i kow&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(24, 96, 167);"&gt;P-r-i-e-s-t Kuno : @storag&lt;/span&gt; [Again.]&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : SPELL STORAGE CORRECTLY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u stupid peole&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : why i am stupid&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : if u spel storage wron u are studsf&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : Storage&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u callme yet&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : i hear phone not going around in the stomah withe ringing&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : you are yet&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : waaaaaaaaaaa....&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : bye bye i miss you&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= has logged out.&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I MISS U ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : D:&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY LEFT&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= has logged in.&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : AWwwwwwawdrawfdsgvreagreahdnmsfdheafgfe regeg&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : AWWWW&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEy&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : r ocdnye&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : what&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I love you&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : GO TO SLEEP MISTER&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : THE EIGHT FNEDSAFD MONSTEr&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : yeah that for all about&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I love you, ROD NEY.&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : may i join your guild pls&lt;br&gt;Offer Accepted&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : AWWWWW&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY IS WITH ME NOW&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : TWICE&lt;br&gt;-=DaRkBeSz=- : 7&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : yeah yeah yeah...&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : ROD NEY take care of it later&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : you call me kim&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : no rod ney/???&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : u__________u&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : KIM BER LY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : noy kimberly&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : KIM BER LY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : not kimberly&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I LOVE YOU, KIM BER LY&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : i am kimkenneth&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : KIM KEN NETH&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I LOVE YOU, KIM KEN NETH&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : bot&lt;br&gt;=AssassinCross= : asdas&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I have wait go to make the phone be quiet&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : GO TO SLEEP, KIM BER LY&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : I GO TO SLEEP&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : bai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That was so entertaining. The best part had to be, though...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hoover Mac : or i tke up stick beating&lt;br&gt;
=AssassinCross= : that is good&lt;br&gt;
Hoover Mac : stick beating upside yo head?&lt;br&gt;
Hoover Mac : u want that head bruise?&lt;br&gt;
Hoover Mac : i take a can of coffee in the morning and beat u with it&lt;br&gt;
Hoover Mac : u liek me now?&lt;br&gt;
=AssassinCross= : you stupid kid&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You stupid kid...&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531626665/the-mis-adventures-of-hoover-mac-tac-a-lastic/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Hey...</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531092334/hey/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531092334/hey/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 04:45:59 GMT</pubDate><description>If there's anyone looking for a good time...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;__&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;__&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take a gander to the right of your Xanga screen...Kao and myself are always interesting. To say the least.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ROD. DROP IT.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DROP THE H00KER SKIN LIKE IT'S HOT.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SKIN PLZ!&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/531092334/hey/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>...OMG!</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/530751815/omg/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/530751815/omg/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 01:01:56 GMT</pubDate><description>I'm a Barista, now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's just a fancy term for "Coffee wh0re!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But guess what!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have a fourty hour job now! XD! Monnniiiieeeezzz.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+Leaves+&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/530751815/omg/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>...</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/527695600//</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/527695600//</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 03:36:49 GMT</pubDate><description>I am in so much pain right now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Post-Kyo Depression.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;u__u&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/527695600//#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>In reply to... D: ZE WORLD IZ LE ENDING.</title><link>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/524772290/in-reply-to-d-ze-world-iz-le-ending/</link><guid>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/524772290/in-reply-to-d-ze-world-iz-le-ending/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 19:36:11 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bagger = A real person who, god forbid, asked me who you were.&lt;/span&gt; [D: OMG! My mom told me that they rolled their eyes at it, because it seemed like they heard it a million times. I believe my mom more than you. Also, my mom told me what she looked like, and it kinda sounded like Melissa.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And,
hey, fuck up your life, sure, but drag someone else into it? Not going
to be chipper about it. Okay, Kristen waited for WHO to apply with?
You. Who stood her up until it was too late to get A SINGLE CLASS? You.
Guess what? Yeah, I'm pissed.&lt;/span&gt; [How am I fucking up my life because I don't feel the need to jump right into college? &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; Let's see here...Kristen's mom didn't go to college for two years, she told me herself, and her life isn't "fucked up." She didn't know what she wanted to do, and I don't know, either. I know plenty of people who have waited at least a year and they aren't "fucked up." D: And lets see here, you have this insane need to want to be the center of attention, even when it isn't your life. If it mattered so much to Kristen that she didn't get to go to college this time around, then she would be mad at -me.- Not send you off to bitch and complain about me. In fact, I'm sitting right here on her bed, laughing this entire time because I find it utterly amusing it bothers you so. Learn to deal with your own problems first.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And how is that self centered? How am I
emo angst? I'm actually fairly happy lately. Emo, we all have moments.&lt;/span&gt;
[Haha. That's funny. Given the simple fact that -you- were always mad at me when I was "upset" or "emo." So now that we don't talk, you're allowed to say: "Oh. We all have our moments." That's nice. I knew that before I bitched you out. I think you were the one who was like: "Stop being so 'emo.' It's probably something stupid anyway."]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Try bitching to me instead of your friends.&lt;/span&gt; [You do the same thing.] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Try bitching to me instead
of your mom.&lt;/span&gt; [She brought it up, and in turn, called you annoying.] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As for my calling you? I wouldn't just because of the fact
that, if I did, I would further waste emotions.&lt;/span&gt; [Oh, but you did try to call me. I remember when you called, OMG! Just because you didn't have Nichole's number. Wow. You know her last name. Look it up. That was just an excuse to try and spark up a conversation. It didn't work very well. By the way, what the fuck does this have to do with anything I said in my little mentioning about you? Seriously. Why was this brought up?]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you want to decide
that the friendship we had was "purely one-sided and unrequited," go
ahead.&lt;/span&gt; [It wasn't, at first. That was, until I got sick of you calling me moody, upset, and other terms before even trying to find out what was wrong with me. Real friends don't say that a friend of theirs is annoying them because they're "emoing." &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; You were real kind to me.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was nice to you, as nice as I could be. I got tired of a few
of your quirks and can admit that I probably didn't handle it well but
hell, you threw a friendship away because you convinced yourself that I
didn't care. If I didn't care, why would I have kept apologizing and
admitting that I fucked up? &lt;/span&gt;[Wow. That paragraph makes you sound like you had to deal with me. I'm sorry I'm such a problem child, World. I didn't convince myself that -you- didn't care. I realized that being treated the way I was was something that I didn't want to deal with anymore. Ever hear about not hanging around negative people? Well, you were that way to me. So, I put a stop to it the way I knew best. Also...you got tired of my "quirks?" lolz. It's nice to know I had quirks. I always thought I was rather bland. But much less so than yourself.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As for talking to your mom, your
mom rocks.&lt;/span&gt; [She can't say the same for you; sorry.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I don't want you to drag your sister and her down, like
your brother has, if you never work again (even though he says he
swears he will) and not doing college so you can't even get a decent
job. By being a leech, as he is, you are taking from your kind mother
and innocent sister. I just think it is wrong. &lt;/span&gt;[Wow. One thing we have in common. That my brother is a moron. I find this paragraph -highly- entertaining because of the fact that my brother is TEN YEARS OLDER than I am. I -just- turned eight-teen. I'm not "leeching" off my mom. She can tell anyone that. She says that Myles is, but I'm not. Why? Because she isn't an idiot like you and thinks that just because I quit one place at work, I've become my brother. What? I've not had a job for three months? OMG! I'M SUCH A LEECH! SHOOT ME NOW, SOMEONE! -___- Get a fucking reality check.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the first time
I've talked to you in ages and I am tired of hearing from NUMEROUS
people that you quit FF because you couldn't stand to see me.&lt;/span&gt; [Wow. People at work sure do know me. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; You know...as opposed to what I actually know instead of hear-say. I quit because of the hours there. I was making -nothing- and it was costing more for gas in a week to get there and back than to have the job. I even wrote that in my two-weeks notice to Kristy.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You
didn't even find a job first. Generally, people set aside anger,
especially if they are "saving to go to college" and work through it,
making money and just dealing with the other person.&lt;/span&gt; [Again. It was because of the hours, as stated before. I can deal with people I hate just fine.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Before you nitpick
on my personality, flawed though i know it is, try introspection. You
told Kristen that you would apply with her. You have a phone, you told
her that you two would apply. You should have called and, god forbid,
if she didn't call, granted we all forget, why not call her? Blaming
you, not entirely. Shared blame, understandable. Me get over myself?
Why, when you need it more than I.&lt;/span&gt; [&amp;gt;__&amp;gt; My personality is a million times beter than your own. And I'm proud to say that. I kind of recalled a point in time where you stated: "You're more psychologically fit in this world." than yourself. So, now you're allowed to take that back? That's grand. You're a real nice person. And, yes, you need to get over yourself because you like to be the center of attention in any aspect you can be. And, again, if Kristen was so heart-broken over the whole ordeal over college, she would have bitched at me. By the way. I like the way you're trying to sound so high and mighty. It almost makes you sound less childish. &amp;lt;/sarcasm&amp;gt;]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh, one more thing, I wanted
Toshiyakitty. Thanks for asking me before you gave him away. ^-^! I was
nonstop looking for a place for me to go to keep him. I had even set
aside money to pay your mom for the cat food and care. But whatever, my
cat is gone and I'll live.&lt;/span&gt; [Teehee! ^-^!!! &amp;lt;3331!!!!!11 I R SO CUTE! -- My cat, you mean. Toshiya was mine because I had him for a good portion of his kitty-life. I think it is ridiculous that you're saying that he was yours. He would have been yours when you took him. But, all in all, he wasn't yours. And you didn't pick him up. You never came over to see him, even though you happen to have a car, and when you did come over, he ran the Hell off because he was scared of other people. So, you can stop saying he was your cat at any point in time. Just because he was promised to you, doesn't mean he was yours. You never talked about picking him up, or giving us money, or any of that shit. Even when we were friends. Making things up on the spot is rather childish of you. =/ Plus, my mom gave him away. Not me.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, there was my little rant thing. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; I find it highly entertaining, and wouldn't mind more childish jabs that I can counter just as easily. Just to clarify for everyone, I quit the friendship between KayLee and myself because I was sick of the way she was treating me. Among other things. But, I bet she's dying to know what that is. Since I recall someone telling me she mentioned me in a post a while ago, asking what this was about. But, I don't really care. Another entertaining thing in my life. :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, and KayLee. Saying I'm not a "true fan" of Dir en grey and that I shouldn't have been able to go to the concert because I didn't know all of their songs was low. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; Even for you. Go get a life and stop trying to be in mine.&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://obscure-aesthetic.xanga.com/524772290/in-reply-to-d-ze-world-iz-le-ending/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>