The Blog of Breeza

there's something more than a little ridiculous about 18 unread emails. i'm thinking i should begin to wade through them... but they're so scary! about 7 or so of them are from a daily newsletter i get [which shows you how long i've been putting this off] but still... i'm not sure if i should feel popular or mobbed...? and my mum spammed me, that's scary too. she sent me one of those irritating ones, about the kid who supposedly gets 7c to help cure their cancer/other life-threatening disease for every person who passes the email on. those ones are rather sick and/or pathetic. how heartless would you have to be to only donate money based on how many people hit forward? and only a measly 7c at that. sigh. i prefer those bonsai kitten ones, at least that one's funny when people take it seriously. whenever i get it i go check the site and look at the most recent hate mail. it's good for a laugh. i believed it the first time i got it [year seven i think, maybe year 8] but i've been sent it on another four separate occassions too, it's like it's looping the globe every year... like a comet. only this one's shaped like a kitten and in a glass bottle. heheh that site is funny...

but anyways, most girls got jabbed today. i laugh at them. mine can't be far away though so maybe i shouldn't... meh. i'm sure i'll get over it. other exciting news? i have an awesome pokemon league badge courtesy of nic who stumbled across it in a drawer and when i go down the street tomorrow i'm going to be wearing flat shoes. i don't have to try to be taller than tim this time :P i wonder how big they'd have to be to make me taller than james? but yes, shall be fun. and then i'm working saturday day and homeworking for the rest of the weekend, tis about time i caught up on all that sort of stuff, especially with a chemistry exam soon and a vis com folio due in. arrrgh. folio subjects really are a ridiculous amount of work, i hate those art people... they have until the end of the year *\(><) oh well, bubbye oh minions

6:45 pm;
rawrd by Brie
1 soliloquies

"You roam you roam like a hit and miss/ Disappearing in the wind like a hat trick /... / Got a pink slip in the mattress / Gotta get a ticket for the show" heheh, 'blowing out' by Mika Nakashima. her songs in english are entertaining (^^) ~ though to be fair she didn't write them, only sung i believe. i bought a cd based on a movie [Nana - it means 'seven' not grandma] because i fell in love with it while i was in japan. guess which was the only movie i couldn't find with english subtitles? sigh. oh well, bought the movie anyways. i know basically what's going on, rock band breaks up because nana and the lead guitarist are in love, some kind of fight [god knows why], she gets over it, moves in with cute/giggly japanese girl of the same name, sees a poster of guy from band in different band and end up meeting each other again/getting back together. all that's important really. plus he's proof that there is such a thing as a hot asian, in a freaky vampire kind of way anyways. and the constantly blonde drunk one is entertaining... oh and the bald one with the top hat.

the sequel came out when i was over there, didn't see it though (;_;) i'll have to instruct chezza to buy it for me i think. she has a version of the song 'my way' too. featuring the line 'you cunt i'm not a queer' pronunciation = muchly funny. and one of the songs just has random words in english, tis very disorientating. listening to songs in other languages is already strange, since you're usually constantly hearing what sounds like an english word. hearing a song where you occasionally recognise one of the japanese words and there are english words... very confusing, close to head explosion worthy. i love the song 'hitoiro' though, means 'one colour' ~ looking at the translation i think it's about the japanese fixing their own problems before they point out those of other 'colours'. but then, it's not a literal translation so i'm likely to be waaaaay off. japanese songs don't translate very well.

anyways, everyone should watch it with me some time, then you can either love it too... or think i'm crazy, the latter being the most likely. but yes, that is all

~(^~^)~
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look! he's jumping for joy! heheh

6:50 pm;
rawrd by Brie
0 soliloquies

*pop* i'm tired now. i was okay for a little bit... and now i'm not lol. i was tired for most of last night too... i think lack of sleep has been catching up with me. kim's party was fun, quiet [i use that word very loosely ~ i mean in terms of the amount of people] though. most people disappeared early, we walked home a little after 1 am and that was a fair while after everyone else. a few stayed over, but one was asleep and the other two were outside in a tent. the silly people... it was way too cold. anyways, so yeah we went home and watched movies and ate jellybeans, was also fun. maybe coffee would have woken me up? oh well. went to bed some time around 4-4:30. my brother was still up, and most of his friends. simon and poodle went to sleep around 5:30 i think, because mum made them *laughs in their general direction* but yes... it's 12:00 and they're all pretty much still here. oh so loud. it's a LAN party... why aren't they wearing headphones and quietly massacring each other? silly nerds. and god gary's brother is loud. but yes, i'll stop rambling now... i'll find some coffee and do my homework i think

11:47 am;
rawrd by Brie
3 soliloquies

i wasn't really going to do this for a while... but one zebe asked me what i want for my birthday, so i'm putting my wish list up in the 'about me' section, linked and everything! *gasps* well... there will be by the time you read this anyways. nothing exciting about today, i still have writing on my leg from tuesday [including a noughts and crosses game, thanks tim and james] and a watercolour of an apple tree from yesterday, which in theory should have come off... but didn't. my skin's good like that. i have traces of pen from wednesday too i think. my hair hasn't turned any funny colours either... was seriously considering putting some pink in it... my friend's party [tomorrow night] has a black, white and pink theme, and i'm not wearing any pink. i've decided to wear some red that i'll pretend is pink though, which would really clash with pink hair... so i'll pass. to be fair it is a pinky kind of red... i had bubblegum pink streaks in my hair once. it looked really cool but hair-dye hates my hair. it lasted exactly a week [to christmas eve] before disappearing. i asked for pink so it'd be like that for christmas too (;_;) oh well. i'll save my pink hair dye for the holidays, the stuff i have lasts a bit longer if i'm careful (^^) well i should be off, i have a review to write [fun fun] and i suspect i won't get an awful lot done this weekend. busy all tomorrow and likely to be sleep deprived on sunday.
bubbye all

Labels: today at school

6:18 pm;
rawrd by Brie
0 soliloquies

so, this is me putting off doing my chemistry sac. in order to accomplish this [the sac, not the putting off of it] i've also decided i really should disable my internet... i will soon, i promise :P i really do rely too much on the internet, i'm sure a night [read: a few hours] away from it shan't hurt. unless of course someone sends me a vitally important email concerning the imminent destruction of earth. though the likelihood of me surviving such an event with or without a timely warning is highly unlikely anyway. shit happens. i'll probably end up coming back some time afterwards anyways i bet. the whole flipping off of a switch in order to kill the internet manoeuvre is surprisingly easy to undo. pity that. anyways, i shall be off again (^^)/

6:15 pm;
rawrd by Brie
2 soliloquies

well, many an exciting thing occurred today... or at least i intend to pretend [that rhymes!] they did. for example, i think i shall state that i won the lottery, met that random guy with the many-colour hair from that tv show everyone watched [and couldn't remember his name ~ it was rather awkward], borrowed tim's whip [for a purpose that most assuredly wouldn't be PG rated, and as that is apparently the rating that applies to my life... i will refrain from mentioning it], wrapped a random in toilet paper and pushed him onto a jumping castle and, finally, discovered that there are in fact 9 planets in our solar system. i've yet to name it but don't worry, it will be something suitably entertaining... like uranus, though hopefully more mature. [no, not urectum]. i'm thinking something to do with eggplants... or maybe 'that planet'

unfortunately though none of the above happened... well, except that last bit... right now i'm sitting at my computer in my pajamas, drinking apple and cinnamon tea and putting off homework. it's only 5:30... i have plenty of time! today i even did much work in both vis com and my free, quite an achievement i feel. a reasonable amount in japanese too. nothing was accomplished in literature though... well, nothing school orientated. was reading some rather interesting stuff/researching. i also thought up a great idea [nicole agrees] for igi's birthday. on the offchance that she'll ever read this i won't mention what it is, but it's perfect (^^) pity she's an october child. sigh. anyways, end result of doing work is that i don't have a huge amount to do now, well... no more than is usual. i might do some vis com stuff now.
adios!

Labels: awkward reference, today at school

5:23 pm;
rawrd by Brie
5 soliloquies

aaargh, if anyone so much as thinks 'mum's treat' in my direction i swear i will throttle them. just because it's mother's day does not mean everyone has to order 'that mother's day special meal'. it is not a special, it was on sale yesterday, and the day before, and the day before. it's just a retarded megameal except you're stuck with nuggets instead of given a choice. maybe twice in the entire night i actually got the chicken from where it was meant to be, the rest of the time i had to vulture-ise it from the back. hot oil = pain. burning my elbow also equalled pain, and it still does (><) plus i fell over... oh, and feel free to scan over my grumbling. on the plus side i got paid [always a bonus] and jimi bought everyone curly wurly thingys, i don't particularily like them... but they have chocolate so oh well, it was very nice of her and pretty yum anyways. i wasn't actually meant to be working, two people called in 'sick' sigh, just because it's the busiest day of the year... it died at 7:30 though, after being flat out [with people lined up to the door] since 5:30. oh well, i'm over it now. my elbow still hurts though, i have a pretty red line

today my grandmother came [an hour late] to have afternoon tea, was muchly yummy but i had to leave for work before she left. oh well, just missed out on discussing the weather. i was looking suitably grand-daughter like and she wasn't shocked that my hair is half the length of my brothers, was rather amazing. she liked it *beams* i have a hairstyle my grandmother approves of... i shall have to cut it shorter :P on the other hand, it's only a matter of time before some teacher tells my brother to cut his... tis kinda funny actually, his fringe has been driving mum nuts, it's in his eyes more than mine is lol. but anyways, i might do some nothing for half an hour... and then onto chem homework [oh yay fun!]
bubbye all!

Labels: chocolate, my weekend, owwww, work

8:17 pm;
rawrd by Brie
3 soliloquies

*pop* twas my lil brother's birthday today. was all rather exciting... or not. had to go to work in a taxi since my parents were off watching hockey. nice mr taxi driver man offered to swap jobs with me lol. if it wasn't for the fact that it would be slightly illegal [and i'd crash it] that could have been quite fun :P He had a 10 hour shift though... mine was 4. So after work i went to the home-a-matorium and chatted to many-a-random and then out to dinner. silks has muchly nice food. and even muchlier nice cocktails. shall be grand when i can purchase said cocktails myself lol. 2 months and 27 days. i think. not that i'm counting at all. also; 59 days. you pumped zeb? \(^^)/

i think that's probably all i have to say. had two sacs last week, went down the street on friday with tim and annie. met foxy's girl friend who i dub 'the girl who laughs a lot'. she was nice anyways, and entertaining. was tim embarassed at all? :P i need to buy kimbo a pressie too... shall get on to that lol. but anyways, maybe i should ramble now that the update into my incredibly interesting life has come to an end? stop reading now if you wish :P

my topic shall be... *looks around* maccas toys! i have one that makes funny noises, i believe shearing or someone threatened to throw it out a window when nina got her hands on it... it's red anyways, and rather cute. if incredibly pointless. though the one i can see currently is green. i have two :) in case you can't count that is. i'm quite a fan of counting. especially in other languages. everyone should be able to count in another language. i can in japanese. i also speak one word of italian [not including types of food] and a few [a very very few] in french. namely je suis retard. should there be accents? i do not know. accents are also entertaining though, irish ones seem to be the most popular, and english too to some extent. except those effeminate ones, with the 'w' instead of 'r'. they're not quite as good. aussie accents are quite cool too, just not steve irwin-esque ones. is it tactless of me to mention him? i suppose dead people must be mentioned, else english as a subject would cease to exist. not that everyone would complain about that, but i do enjoy literature and we're studying a sophocles' play at the moment. considering when he was around i believe it's safe to assume he's dead. not knowing the manner of his death though i can refrain from tactless jokes. tact is a very important skill though, or so i believe. but honesty is handy too. mind you, guys have no hope if they're asked, 'do i look fat in this?' the moral of the story? you shouldn't be perving on girls getting changed... then you wouldn't be around to hear that question :P but then, i suppose it could be worth it, it'd have to depend on who it was getting changed after all. i do feel sorry for the guys who are asked that though, no matter what they say they're liable to get in trouble. i should vow to never ask it... but that wouldn't be any fun. if i'm ever in need of a bitch at someone... i can feel secure knowing that question is in place for just that purpose. not that i need a purpose or anything, i do enjoy being aimless. that was a pun by the way, an appalling pun but a pun none-the-less. you should start laughing out of pity at about this point. pity laughs are great for filling awkward silences. though awkward silences are fun too, especially since they involve the word 'awkward'... it's one of my favourite words. they're also a great opportunity to practise making popping noises. *pops* that is all

Labels: awkward reference, ramble, work

10:15 pm;
rawrd by Brie
4 soliloquies

Figaro figaro si si! The extent of my italian, Figaro probably doesn't count since it's the main characters name... but oh well. I enjoyed the opera very much, the set was unbelieveable awesome/detailed/expensive-looking. It was also rather cartoon-y, with warped windows and banisters... it rather reminded me of the castle from 'the little mermaid'... fountains included. was gorgeous anyway. the whole time there were these eccentric people in the background, generally being amusing in some small way at least... like the lady with her fur stole. *sniggers* Anyways, was grand - though rather lacking on plot. some songs dragged on a bit too but they're officially forgiven.

But i should probably right about events prior to the opera too. Had my icky cervical cancer needle saturday morning, then did a whole lot of nothing [yay!] before catching the train up at around 3. was all alone until warragul but much fun was had talking after that (^^) and our teacher had on a cute red bow tie... *nawwws*. Once in Melbourne igi and I had dinner [we nearly ordered exactly the same thing] at a small cafe alba-something in degraves street, i muchly recommend it... it's across from where all the chairs are. their 'sin' coffee is delicious... mmmm hazelnut and cinnamon... and reasonably priced too. and quick \(^^)/ then a bit of wandering and on to the opera. After we went to 'trampolines' on southbank and kept them open even longer, they'd technically closed when we turned up... doors were locked after us. More people tried to swarm in when we left, even though i'd said they were closing. silly people *tsks completely unhypocritically* :P The door was open when we turned up :D

After some delicious, albeit expensive, ice-cream we caught the train back to aimee's [which i didn't pay for due to it being mr nice-train-conducter's shift again]. stayed the night there, delicious pancakes and coffee for breakfast and then on to igi's for her art photo-shoot. Was also grand. i mopped the floor, played cards, played a snare drum *cough*, exercised *cough x infinity*, passed out, snuck up on james with a chainsaw, stared at a wall, congealed [mingled], watched tv, witnessed a suicide [james can tie nooses... heheh] and wrote 'maths' equations all over the window - because everyone knows 42 = 7 + 3x /69 Monkeys... therefore x = 35 x 69monkeys / 3 *cheesy grin* There was also a ballerina, a peacock [well i still think it was a peacock show-girl costume], domestic violence, yoga, dancing to headphones and much, much more... heheh i'm a cheesy advertisement now. call now and you'll receive a knife set ABSOLUTELY FREE. i like free.

Labels: my weekend

7:10 pm;
rawrd by Brie
8 soliloquies

wellllll... i don't believe i failed my japanese sac today so you may all relax lol. and i got an A on my chemistry one. so now you may all be amazed. ooohs and ahhhs would be appreciated at this point. i also went back to making itty bitty collage things a few days ago. so for those of you who know me and are off to the city anytime soon... feel free to grab me some of those free promo flyers to put in my box of stuff to cut up (^^)
i'm also on a graphic design kick, i need 8-10 pieces by october, suggestions would be appreciated lol. another reason to get me free stuff. especially those glossy magazines they have sitting in boxes on the footpath, the ones full of advertisements and pretty pictures *puppy-dog eyes*
hmmm and this weekend i'm off to see the opera, shall be grand. then having photos taken for igi's media assignment, shall also be grand. though likely with less singing/italian involved.
that's all for now (^^)

Labels: plea for free stuff, update

8:54 pm;
rawrd by Brie
8 soliloquies

And I Quote
Days of Our Lives
James: The cahoot turns gay, :) gets married to :P, :( get smurfed by the police before finding out his a female lesbien and some one dies all in the first 5 minutes
Tim: B) comes out of his coma to find that :) ditched him for :P, and S) dies of face deformation

Hachan
Tim: Is hachan an object or a japanese person?
James: yes tim, coz breeza has a japanese person locked up in her cupboard at home
James: you dont do you bree???
Tim: 'Course she does. She flattens sandwiches and gives them to him under the door

James' Eyebrows
Emily: i go away for 4 days and you guys are back to being crap, gosh. since james is passed out we should draw on him or shave his eyebrows off. *shaver appears just as magicly as emily did*
Emily: *james has no eyebrows*
Emily: i wonder where they went...
James: WHORE!!!
Brie: aha... they must have magically reappeared though emily, he had them this morning
Brie: i think your mc-shavey gadget is broken
Brie: want some stickytape?

Morning
Emily: morning eh?...
Brie: yes, that thing that exists before midday
Brie: come and we shall never speak of the disgusting thing again

Necrophelia
James: hey, [Annie] just roared!!! *SHOOTS THE LION REPEATEDLY*
Annie: see what i mean? ROAR :P... *scares james to death with particually scarey roar that no one else was scared by*
Brie: but now i have a dead girlfriend AND a dead boyfriend!
Brie: i don't like this at all... *wails*
James: LOL brie likes dead people :P
Brie: wait... am i a necropheliac now?
James: i dont know brie, you tell us
Brie: well i didn't think i was... i think i'll go back to wailing now
James: lol
Brie: *glares* not funny
Annie: How could you James? *comforts brie* its ok breeza just cos those you love are dead you dont have to wail, be happy...
Angelo: *gets the popcorn and coke*
Angelo: *sits back and watchs*
James: can i have some of that, ive got beer :D
Brie: ooooh... it's a movie now is it? does that mean i get paid?
Brie: and that's a fair point annie, however being a necropheliac is generally looked at as a bad thing in today's society. hence the wailing
Brie: ...i don't want to be jailed
Brie: and beer is icky
Emily: are they dead dead? or zombies? or vampires? your going to have to be a bit more specific, there are lots of different kinds of dead... and none of them like beer, as no one should
Annie: i'm most definatly a zombie!! Beer is icky... and just dont have sex with james, therefore no sex with the dead and thus no being thrown in jail
Brie: i'm not sure i like that idea... if he were to be a vampire i don't think he'd count as dead though. vampires are UNdead. so no necrophelia
Emily: techniquely vampires are dead, reanimated but dead, hey an you do no zombies rot, right? and they have no souls thus cannot think for themselves can only do the biding of others, right?
Annie: meh... sounds like me...
Angelo: *nods and smiles*
Brie: so if annie's rotting... does that mean if we find any limbs lying around the school they fell off her?
Brie: and lawyers ARE vampires, so chances are they won't be too harsh prosecuting me for said necrophelia
Emily: ha ha vampire porn
James: hmmm... luckly jesus taught me the secret to the resurection, so in fact, the stone has been rolled away
Brie: hmmm resurrecting hey? you aren't the anti-christ or anything are you?
Brie: because that could get me excommunicated
Annie: *eats james' top smarts, being a zombie and all* BRAINS!
Annie: *is still hungry, rips off emily's head and sucks out her brains* BRAINS!

Running and Screaming
Emily: anyway james what is more fun than running and screaming? running and screaming while stealing a watch? running and screaming and throwing water bombs? fun things include running and screaming
Emily: or your not doing them right... well screaming at least......

James' Rant
Tim: I've been gone for too long... one day it's magical mushrooms, now it's monkeys. Are they magical too?
Brie: ALL monkeys are magical, silly
James: bout time all my minions returned to my self confessed fortress of ultimate power kind of my flying dagger ish giant extravaganzer *takes another breath* that swims thru the sea killing all sorts of...
James: ... witches and lions that are tamed, yet wild at heart and crave and urn for dire love that is unjustifiable, yet strangely requirable, but still manifesting in their heart, while their eyes ...
James: ... traverse the holy pyramids built by our own god forsaken jesus christ, before he offed him self while watchin a transformer performing erotica on a polar bear while it watch's two people express ...
James: ...their undying hatred for the food which the chief served, it was as tho, the food was rotting and yet the people had finally returned to the true place of discussion...
James: ... Bries Blog :D

Passion Pop
Tim: *steals passion pop off emily and retreats to hiding*
Brie: *pouts* but i want some passion pop....
Brie: you're using my blog to steal it, i believe that entitles me to at least a little bit
James: Here you go brie *as james pulls out a conspicously conveinient case of passion pop.*
Brie: yay!
Brie: *takes a sip*
Brie: *spits it out quickly*
Brie: ick
Tim: Quick, dilute it with vodka, it will taste better.

Party Story
Hidden for your mental well-being.
Click the title to view the story.

I Just Lost the Game
In reverse order
James: \/ \/ \/ DONT Scroll down \/ \/ \/
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James: I LOST THE GAME!
Annie: they will if they read your comment to tim...
Tim: Do not, under any circumstances, scroll down. You'll lose the game.
James: \/ \/ \/ Scroll down \/ \/ \/
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James: I LOST THE GAME!

Double Image
Tim: fucker, i mean... that was James *shifty eyes* again
James: hehehe, all i going to plan.... hang on... this is tim talking *points to tim*
James: no it was me
James: nuh uh, it was me
James: LIAR! it was so me
James: Candy mountain charlie
James: ahhh... i have gone and confused my self
Tim: and me :(
James: I need sugar. And alcohol. And caffeine.
Tim: \/ \/ \/ DONT Scroll down \/ \/ \/
James: oh the pain. the confusion
James: /\ /\ /\ SCROLL UP /\ /\ /\
Tim & James agree for once: This ends now.
James (the real one): is any one else confused, coz i just rocked up, and from the looks of it, tim is being gay, dont listen to tim if he is impersonating me
James: on the other hand, if you see me imitating tim, make sure you believe wat i say 100%
Tim (also real): You started it
Tim & James agree for once: pfft, now it ends
Tim & James agree for once: pfft, now it ends
Tim: only JAMES would be retarded enough to double post

Later, over MSN
Brie: do you want to explain my chatterbox please?
James: *runs out the door* *car starting sounds* *car tyres screeching**door slowly closes* ....

Boosting Emily's Self-Esteem
Emily: i do not like the additions to 'and i quote' as im not in them except for my non existant passion pop being stolen

James' Rant #2
James: i feel its time for another one of my pointless rants, that rant on about goo and other equally unsatisfying satisfyingly feel good moments that dont exist yet want to be in emily imaginairy passion..
James: ... pop, yet whenever they try they are whipped bakc into line by one of tims wierd kinky sex whips that he cracks, it has gottne to the the point where he seeks to spread his irrelevant confusion ...
James: ... and interopability while maintaing that elmo does in fact have a none gay sexual relationship with ernie, in the mean time ernie is only getting more sadistic towards zebe, so much so infact ....
James: ...that the overly sadistic things that are being done actually look like kind jestures of love from ernie, zebe doesnt appreicate them tho, she just burns them in the nearest appearture science ....
James: ...industrial incinorator that she passes, thankfully due to the fastly approaching distant pass, there are many of these machines on each street, one only needs to look at msn to see half a dozen...
James: ...all of which are not operational at the moment because the effiel tower is still standing despite being past its use by date, yet they seem to paint the thing each year, and by year i mean 666 days.
James: conveniently 666 is allso the number which abraham lincoln was thinking about as he was assassinated. unfortuntely because brie is being distracting, is shall finish my rant on assasinations.

Tormenting Maddy
Maddy: maddy begins to join the convo, hears what brie has just said and RUNS AWAY... but not really. MR CHARLES IS BORING!!!
Maddy: save me from the crappy schoolness
Zebe: naww, poor maddy getting stuck with mr charles all year.. they really need to replace him!
Emily: yeah but who then would torment maddy?
Zebe: you?
Emily: well thats a given

Party Story
Instructions: Over the course of the night add your own section to the following story.
Please do not delete or change other people’s work, and it would be appreciated if the story could actually be followed. FOR GREAT JUSTICE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Over in the hill, in Dutch land, there once was a one eyed fuzzy purple monster who was named Mohammed, who was more of a soft kind, and obsessively innocent child than an EX-TERRORIST. In fact he recently decided to become a rabbi, who had an insatiable hunger for chocolate. He had a huge crush on Mr Chocolate, a man made entirely out of chocolate. This man was terrified of Mohammed because he had a pineapple on his head. So, one fine day, he decided to run away to Wallan. (*crowd cheers “yay! Wallan!*)
‘Where’s that!!!” questioned the pineapple (who strangely had a mind of his own)
’Hahaha,’ replied Mr Chocolate, ‘That’s the perfect place to hide! If only I had my trusty Maddy to help me. Maddy knows how to do everything! She even knows how many Dr Who series there were.’ So they went off in search of Maddy.
Meanwhile, Jackie said,
“What about my line dancing???”
“What about your line dancing?” Laura replied.
After saying, “Grrr… cos I can smile, happy, happy without an end. And then I decide I would randomly shout EMILY IS AWESOME, because I’m so cool as I am Mitch.” , Mitchell decided to take another pill and continue the “journey”. Then Cornish walked along, or to be more accurate stumbled as he was blindly drunk (this can happen as it is only a story…) . at which point Amy spontaneously combusted into Brazilian pieces and a refrigerator.
As Mr Chocolate observed all this from Wallan, he was overcome with a powerful desire to eat a small dinosaur covered in BBQ sauce, He had to settle for a double-whopper with cheese, and 4 episodes of ancient hit sitcom ‘Becker’. From this point on, both Mr Chocolate and Wallan referred to themselves in the third person.

Johnny Depp is 100 years old and grossly disgusting. In the sack. He tries to rip off the girls ear with his big toe, which is choice bro.

Anyway, Claudio Sanchez rocks up with the rest of the crew and starts drinking stupid chick drinks.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh CHOO, gahhh not totally hypo on sugar yet gahhh they are singing something horribly AHHHHHHH out of tune evil sounds ooooooh Lydia and someone went outside WOOT more people are going out and Taylin and James and James and Emily has a funny brown thing round her waist and IGGY HAS A BERET IT NEEDS EATING cos it sounds like berry.
The importance of berrys in this context cannot be overstressed. Berries provide a vital part of the fabric of any successful party as they can be fermented. For this process, the berries are crushed up and mixed with tiny bacteria which use the sugars in a series of chemical reactions that produce alcohol. Alcohol makes any party transpose itself into a series of pretty colours and loud noises, most of which can be easily seen in the text thus far.
However, it has been observed that Beret’s cannot be easily fermented as they are made of cotton which we have found most difficult to crush. However, it does combine quite well with certain bacteria known as mould when used with water. This mould is quite good friends with the aforementioned Mr Chocolate, who, at this stage in the story, was quite inebriated after meeting up with his friend Mr Alcomahol. Shaken, not stirred. At this juncture, copyright lawyers came forth and removed Mr Chocolate’s left eye ‘King Lear’ style, for such a blatant breach of copyright regulations. And Emily wins.
“You’re not supposed to read it!” Mitch yelled, outraged……
And Emily loses, epically,
Mr Chocolate was sizeably more worried about having only one eye. He was considering a certain line from “300”, but upon sighting the copyright enforcers out of the corner of his, now only, eye, he thought better of it, and proceeded to consume a warm bowl of golden manbabies for which he earned five stars, good sir.
These five stars were rapidly exchanged for the fortune-bringing longcat whose length was the longest of all the felines. I enjoy ice cream and a nice pair of slacks, People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late. Years later a doctor will tell me that I have an IQ of 46 and are what some people call mentally retarded.

I am poison running through your veins.

IM IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTION! What do you love? I love scotch, poetry – oh and my dog Baxtor here. And then a mystical dwarf quadriplegic savant called Zed Xianova wandered into the room, accusing the people of various crimes including the malevolent crime of ‘alternate abuse’ although no one had much of an idea of what exactly that was.

And EMILY WINS AGAIN IN CAPITALS BECAUSE SHE POSTED 50, READ IT, 50 COMMENTS ON TIM SANDY’S MYSPACE AND IT SAYS TIMSANDY TIMSANDY ETC. FOR 50 COMMENTS FULL. Em, you just have no life.

Duh I work at KFC, where is the accent, I want the ACCENT!!!!! Damn Mitch is not drunk enough!!!! I cry *cries* is this story going anywhere? Arrrrrrrrrrrr I HATE this song must depart and kill it, adue.

Yeah Em, MITCH isn’t drunk enough. Where’s your drunkenness???

M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M MM M M M M M M M M M M M MM M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M M = crap
This story has no meaning. Why are we doing it again???? Em you have no life!!

But this story really does have meaning! C’est wonderful!!! No it doesn’t fuck you.

I sink into the earth
Embraced by the cold arms
Of Lillith’s Garden
Please [God], erase my folly, and end this.

Oh I wish I was a punk rock girl with flowers in my hair… and so on…
But being of the male variety, if I did put flowers in my hair, I would be socially outcast from society, and possibly bashed when leaving gay bars in the city… not that I go to those… well, I do, but they’re not gay bars… its just that they are heavily populated by men… whom merely prefer the company of other men… but hey, who wouldn’t…. J

I have an IQ OF ONE ON HUNDRED AND EIGHTY FIVE BILLION.

And I have diabetes, if that’s not cool I don’t know what is.
Polycystic ovary syndrome is the coolest of the cool.
MILK WAS A BAD CHOICE.
They say that most women have three, four cysts in their ovaries… I have 22 take that bitch!

The worst injury I have ever received was when a baseball hit me in the temple but it bounced back so hard that it hit the pitcher right in the nads.
BRIE-SAN ^_^
But suddenly, after that episode, Claudio Sanchez appeared and spoke to me, he said,
“Good eye sniper. I shoot, you run.” Then I suddenly realised that I could do him right in the butt. Bam, ten points to Gryffindor. Unfortunately, he declined. So then I had to rape him. He didn’t have man feet. Brie does though.
So then we set off, in our horse and cart, with hopeful feelings of highly sexualised rape. In the butt. With pineapples. In the butt. Before they locked us up with tentacle handcuffs.
‘I want a shot!!!!!!!!!!! Gimme,’ said the ever so horny Emily, as she groped Foxy’s hot girlfriend. I want Kate’s mini peacock size Tim.
Suddenly, niggers. Squirt, yep I moan with cock.

Who the fuck writes this shit!! Hi Brie!! Happy Birthday!!!
James Rowe, obviously its coz he’s so james (word meaning gay but not queer and stupid or annoying etc.)
“I enjoy sweet sweet SWEET port soaked sex with a llama, namely nina. I mean, who wouldn’t enjoy that? And I also believe it’s time for a drunken myspace bulletin.”
Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 wiooooooooooooooad llama friend in need’s a friend indeed. A FRIEND WITH WEED IS BETTER.
We don’t need no education, we don’t need no self control? No dark sarcasm in the classroom, teacher leave them kids alone. HEY TEACHER, LEAVE THEM DICKS ALONE.
Whoooore.

Well I don’t even know what the story is anymore…something about Mohammad who liked chocolate and hid in Wallan? I like chocolate…
So anyway one day Mohammad was in Wallan and he saw a pretty young female one-eyed purple flying purple people eater. And it was love at first sight and they got married and lived happily ever after and had lots of baby one-eye monsters who were purple with pink spots. All except one called Joe, who was actually blue. His brothers and sisters always bullied Joe until he decided to run away. He had not gone more than 5 metres out of the front door when he was hit by a car. He died.

(Insert random ramblings here as above.)

…But thank god Claudio, Travis, Mike and Josh were there and Emily wants sexing, not sex, but as in a pash. Who’s not Nina, as cool as she is, and all I love Nina but…..

Johnny Depp is hot and 100 years old.

Nic is suss. No, really. He’s even sussing with the aforementioned peoples, but seriously, if I had a dollar for every brain you don’t have. I’d have one dollar.
And then, all of a sudden, Claudio Sanchez appears again and starts to play “Welcome home.” Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118. SCOTT IS REALLY HOT ACCORDING TO MITCH, WHICH REMINDS ME, I MUST CHECK ON THE ACCENT….
Dddwoooooooooooooooo people in the front row. I’m sorry to the guy I took over from, we should like totally SEX :O SEXXXXXXXXX
LOLZ LAWL LAURA FOSHIZZLR. Flash, three way? For sure!!!
Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 land in me lubber butt.

And, and, and… Rachel loves ya mum.
And Jackie.. (me)
And Scottlepie (me too). Lauraaaaaaaaaaaa, minus the pie = laurapie

Ar, and

ARRRRR we’rr all pirates!!!
Arrh

THIS IS SPAAAAAAARTA!!!

WHO WROTE THIS CRAP?!

TODAY WE DIE AS SPARTANS AND TODAY WE DIE WITH HONOUR. TODAY WE SHALL BRING VICTORY!

LOVE IS LIKE WAR, EASY TO START, DIFFICULT TO END IMPOSSIBLE TO 4GET.

STUPID RODDA IS AT 7! GRRR AND NINA IS AT LIKE 14..? IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE IM REALLY SLEEPY RODDA IS HITTING ON ME, BUT IT’S OKAY, IM USED TO IT.

RAHHHHHHH
Frwanna sex yea u im talking? to u, the guy standing near me, 3some?

Ok ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
YOU LOVE IT. Like rabbi. SUGAR SuGAR SUGAR’s in a cage, sugar sugar. doodododoododoo
JACK, JACK, JACKIE!
LA LA LA LA LAURA!

A generation gap means our war is never won

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Can I stop SHUTTING UP NOW James?????

MUHAHAHA TOOOOOOOOOO LATE!!!!!!!!!!

BRIE THESE GUYS ARE ALL FAGS COZ THEY TALK IN ENGLISH... BUT I'M AWESOME. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! LOOOOVEEEEE MEEEEEEEEEEEGGGG!!!!!!!! [Translated from Wingdings]

Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 Kate wants horsecock in the butt x 118 [still wingdings]

Caterpie, Caterpie, YEAH!
MISTYYY MISTYYYY!
I’M HUNGRY!

”Hey Ash, why did you give away your only Pokemon?”
”Uh… They were no good for sex any more”

Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake
Laura, kiss JD!!! - All night long, baby

“Oh gasp,” says a rather astounded Brie, this story seems to have degenerated somewhat (though she is glad to hear that two friends picked up), how about a change of topic? I hear that llamas are somewhat pleasant at this time of year.
Kate wants llama cock in the butt x 118 then. Kate wants anything if it moves in the butt x 118. Including trees. They sway in the wind, don’t they?
“But in the butt?“

By the way, if u hadn’t noticed, Maddy has boobs. And foxy is slim and a little bit foxy.. Whooo! Doctor Who reference!

God, now they’re singing.

David tennant is hotttttttttttt with lots of tee. He can sonic my screwdriver any day.

“Ewww… you have a screwdriver… that’s not right… at all. I thought you were female, but apparently I was wrong. Actually on second thoughts, maybe I should sonic his SCREWDRIVER”
‘Yeah, I agree with you on that one. Mmhmm I’d tap that.’

‘Hey Caitlan, you want to be his kid?’
‘ No, I want to be his lover’ – quote from maths

I’ll be his madame de pompadore! Woohoo!!!! I rather be Cassandra, she gets inside him… But he doesn’t like her. And he’s fighting it the entire time. Well, rape, but yeah… David Tennant, he can cassa my nova.
Because he’s rarely clothed? Oh yes. SEX
And he invented the French lottery… Yummy
Mmmhmmm, I love being a stalker
I want David Tennant in the pants, even if he is old. Meh, age is nothing if I can say to Caitlin ‘I’ve had David Tennant’, and watch her cry then explode
Lol, yeah that’d be so good
Lol, we are such sluts
But oh so cool, the grog is wearing off. Need more or will fall asleep.
I know. And everyone is hooking up now, so it’s no fun. BOO!!!!!
But SOPHIE AND TIM SANDY!!!!! ARRH IT’S SO WRONG, THERE LIKE BRO AND SIS or so they keep saying, when they’re sober anyway.
EWWWW, INCEST!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah it’d be like u and me, hot, but oh so wrong.
And that is NEVER going to happen.
We can both make sure of that.
Oh yes that is the only thing my self-control can handle
Well that’s ok. Imagine how awkward that’d be… I shudder to think of it… AWKWARD!
Like school after reeces? Well for me anyway
But like a million times worse
Haha, worst twins, EVER! I love that movie, no I mean film. There’s no such thing as a movie.

OMG TIMSANDY AND SOPHIE JUST SNUCK OFF INTO THE BEDROOM!!! SEX!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m very, very scared!
This is fucked, let’s go walk in on them. That would be a lot more funny-ness if I weren’t so dizzy-ness from alcomahol.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahhaahahahhaahhahahha

I FARTED
lol **************zot**************

Old Godzilla was hoppin’ around, Tokyo city like a big playground.

Dear Brie. This is the moral police. We regret to inform you that this party is morally bankrupt.
Love Jesus.

Bon Anniversaire, BRIE!
Osama banana lol!!!

I have a rash on my BELLY!!!!!!!!!!! A nasty rash.

Why does Beyonce Knowles sing “to the left, to the left” ?
Because black people have no rights!!!!!!
LOL LOL!

Cake now.

Cake
Cake
Cake
Cake.

Great speech (4 words)
I love Brie!!! She is my best bud!!!! Yaaaa…… Love Kimbo!!! LOL!!!! It’s a violent pornography, choking chicks and sodomy.

Cornish is bored, someone should entertain him. You and me baby ain’t nothin’ but mammals, so let’s do it, like they do on the discovery channel. Lol.

John & Meg – the only ones who don’t violently make out in public J Except maybe for Gareth. He’s a prime choice. Ten points for Big G!
And el niño. Everybody loves el niño. El niño has a nice belly. It farts muchly. Miatchy’s belly is better. Times lots.
“But how can a belly fart?” asks a very puzzled brie as she begins to sober up. “I’m oh so confused.” Her head explodes in a firework display of much prettiness and glowsticks. Brie likes glowsticks.

HAHA BITTERSWEET

TO FIND CONVALESCENCE SEARCH NOT AT THE GRAMMAR.

Wha???? I concur x muchly and a lot + infinity.

Oh baby, oh baby. I want you, I want you

What’s the difference between an Abbo and a park bench?
A PARK BENCH CAN SUPPORT A FAMILY!!!!!!!
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

“Hey B2, are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Yes B1, I think I am.”
“We should burn down the house”
“BRILLIANT!”

HEY BRIE, THANKS FOR THE PARTY IT WAS REALLY GOOD HAPPY 18TH
LOTS OF LOVE, JOHN AND MEGRON!

WOW, 16 pages of crap and still going strong. Pity it was MEANT TO BE A FREAKING DUTCH STORY.

I found them but their not having sex, so we cant shout at them. Sigh. Not sure if that’s a good thing, or a bad thing. I pretty much DON’T want to walk in on people sexing. Just no. tis all rather ick actually, and best avoided. Avoided at all costs in fact. I concur, just no.

Nawww, Dan is going. I love Dan. *tis muchly sad from this revelation* Yes. yes it is. Lol, Dixon has emerged from the room with Laura. He completely listened to the fridge when it told them to make out. Well, okay, it told Laura to kiss him, but these details are unimportant.
Also, I killed a daemonic piñata in most honourable single combat. THIS – IS – SPARTAAAAAAA!!!!!
This is, in fact, not Sparta, but rather a rather non-important corner of Victoria. Not as romantic I know, but there you are…

Ytype in ctaszy woesds deunksnedd dedleldeld.

Ahhh, all alone! Where has everyone gone?
So Mr chocolate, drunk off Jim Beam, stumbled into the bar. Only to meet with Mohammed, who stared him in the eye and licked his lips; He loved chocolate.

BLOB SURFING – annoying past time developed with careful consideration to the annoyance factor. Usually done as sleep begins lol FUN IS WITH THE TORTURE MUAHAHAHAHHA ……
SURF BOARD NOT REQUIRED, JUST BLOBS
FUNNER THEN A HOUSE OF PANCAKES
DUCKS ARE ANATHEMA

Mr. Chocolate at this time began to contemplate the meaning of his existence. If everything was based on perception, then Mr. Chocolate reasoned that he could perceive whatever he wanted. A whale fell out of the sky and Mr. Chocolate ceased to exist…
Arnold Judas Rimmer, BSC SSC had also ceased to exist as well. (BSC – Bronze Swimming Certificate. SSC – Silver Swimming Certificate.) Before he became a non-entity he wrote ‘I am a Fish’ four hundred times on his exam paper.

*pelvic thrust*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wow what a night, and our fabulous story suddenly became and estranged collection of random comments, Thank You all for adding to this STORY.

Aaaaah... it needed soooo many breaks. *fingers implode*