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PREFACE
I would like to welcome you, inside my own, twisted wonderland. I am still that mysterious pessimist who roams the streets in black--it's just, right now, Im accompanied by my fangirled self and is completely and utterly clueless on reality right now. Beginning, as you ponder on as to why my whole layout is pink right now, and why im blue in my picture--I would be in my room squeeing on the fact that I have read fanfics of pure fluff and smut. Good Day.

THE FANGIRL

i'm in gryffindor!Sam.Sammerzsammie.1314. Opened her eyes for the first time last April 9.P!NK.Am Worth $1,658,230.Insects. Catholic. Life. Green Day.MCR. Hilary Duff. Twisted 1,2,3,4,5,6,7. Jessica Zafra. HARRY POTTER.School.Science. Dandelions .Digital Art. Webmistress. Pumpkin PieJournalism. Literature. Sleeping. Pen + Parchment= <3 .J.K Rowling.FANFICTION 90's Child. ZOMGFANGIRLSQUEEISHMEHARRYPOTTERISTEHAWESOME!, music=<3, Harry/Hermione Aries. Obsessive-Compulsive.

...ZOMGFANGIRLSQUEE!!



CURRENTLY

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DATE:2007 March 11th
TIME: 12:30 pm
WEATHER: Same as usual
DOING: Common Sense is needed, please.
WEARING: nothing...HAHA. you sick pervert! Of course im wearing something!
LISTENING TO: "This Aint a Scene, It's an Arms Race" by Fall Out Boy
MOOD: OMGZFANGIRLISTEHAWESOME!
FOOD: None.
WEB: Deviantart
QUESTION FOR THE DAY: " will you ever turn your layout pink? , er...obvious much?.

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Im not a murderer...im an artist.


THE FANGIRL BOARD



BEYOND THE QUILL

;;Bea
;;Pauline
;;Charm
;;My 1st Fanfiction ("The Outburst")
;;2nd Fanfiction ("Path Unfolded")
;;3rd ("Fake")
;;4th ("Illusion")
;;5th ("Harry Potter and the Urges to Tinkle")
;;6th ("A White Rose on a Black Carpet")


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If I forgot anyone who deserved credit-Please tell me by CBOX. Thank you.
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Monday, March 26, 2007

Seeing as though I have finally past the boundaries of Grade School (I graduated. Big shocker), I am now legally of age to plan how I would dominate the earth. I dedicate this whole post solely on that.

I call it: Operation VOOM.

Phase 1: I shall collect each trace of dung left around and place it neatly inside a Zippo bag, where i would preserve it in my freezer until rock hard. As this goes, I shall make a mixture of Britney Spear's left-over artificially colored hair, Angelina Jolie's upper lip, Winnie the Pooh himself, and sugar. (I call it...the Spearoliepooh mixture.)

Phase 1.1: Take out rock hard dung and slowly crush with the previously made mixture, where it would give that impression of Oreo bits.

Phase 1.2: Bake, and finally-we have a well rounded piece of trash that can be mistaken as a cookie.

Phase 2: Dash in vanilla perfume, to give out that vanilla-ie scent (yum.)

Phase 3: Sell, where else, but Greenhills-where people are stupid enough to buy in those little stores in the middle.

--Now, as this happens, a virus would be spread-causing people to suffer by extreme balding, extreme lip expandage or cuddliness. All of which will affect their communicative skills and all of which will bring fourth to them a horrid, foul breath that could kill an army on ants. With this, I shall throw all the fly-infested bodies into the sewers, where they would be forced to live as rats by day and moss by night (costume included).

One this has happened, I would dump a gallon of Neo Aspilets onto the oceans, where this would dissolve and turn our seas into a gay pride fest. Here, all the gay rats shall gather and infect everything as they booze out and dance to 'Papa Loves Mambo'.

Then, I would kidnap George W. Bush's teddy bear named Fussy and feed it to piranas. Then, being the gullible person he is, he would give me the ransom without me giving back Fussy. With the money, I would buy a lifetime's supply of M&Ms, which I would indulge on as I watch the people fart uncontrollably until all the air is sucked out of them, due to the fact that i have infested their drinks with such poison.

Until then would I kill all signs of Barbie Dolls and replace them with Harry Potter figurines.

Life would be sweet.

If only it were real...*sigh*


Sincerity shattered last 3:16 AM