Life is good. That part I know. But, then sometimes life can't be too good, and it makes me want to complain alot. I call those complaints "rants", because I love to complain in a violent, and angry way.
So, here I go. Here are some of my rants as of April 22, 2009
1. # of rants about the times I missed the bus: 8. WTF...they don't even wait for the people who arrive on time. Buses arrive so freakin early now. Now I have to wake up so freaking early just to wait for the bus earlier than usual!
2. # of rants about the times I had to tell people to SCREW OFF: 1. Recently, I told an grouchy old lady to get out of my sight because she wanted the seat I was sitting in at the front of the bus. i told her "NO." She was evil....
3. # of rants in regards of TWC: A Billion. OMG AL ROKER IS COMING TO TWC!!! No. That is not my problem, and no I am not an Al Roker Fan. Okay, I knew that he would come here, I knew he would ruin TWC by storm. I made a billion rants about this and I made some today..that will be explained in a later blog very soon.
4. # of rants about school: pretty much 10. Most recently they made a new restriction on registration. Post Sophomores, graduate students, and Special ED students have the priority to register. Incoming freshman and sophomores have low-priority registration (meaning we get the last seats in some classes). That sucks. Why didn't they do UNIVERSAL PRIORITY REGISTRATION on every student? On June 2nd I expect those pop up errors to fade away. >_<
5. # of rants about being an 18 year old biotch: A Trillion. Long story. Its mainly about getting a job. :P
6. # of rants in regards of Adam: Hmm, lets see. 1..2..3..None. I <3 you sweetie!
7. # of rants about my friends: None either....:P
8. # of rants about that one dude who loves to pick on my friends: 65. <---This is NOT a random number as I counted that since I got to know him in February. If you don't know who I am talking about, see my "Dear SOB" noteblog.
9. # of rants about Technology: 50. rant #50 happened this morning at exactly 6:01 AM. My internet went out. >_<
10. # of rants about life in general: to infinity and beyond.
Total Rants I made: 1,200,000,000,115
Number will go up by the end of 2009. :P
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Jordin Sparks--Battlefield
Jordin Sparks - Battlefield Lyrics
Don’t try to explain your mind
I know what’s happening here
One minute, it’s love
And, suddenly, it’s like a battlefield
One word turns into a
Why is it the smallest things that tear us down
My world’s nothing when you’re gone
I’m out here without a shield - can’t go back, now
Both hands tied behind my back for nothing, oh, no
These times when we climb so fast to fall, again
Why we gotta fall for it, now…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like
Can’t swallow our pride
Neither of us wanna raise that flag, mmm
If we can’t surrender
Then, we’re both gonna what we have, oh, no
Both hands tied behind my back for nothing (nothing), oh, no
These times when we climb so fast to fall, again
I don’t wanna fall for it, now…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Better go and get your armor (get your armor), get your armor (get your armor)
I guess you better go and get your armor (get your armor), get your armor (get your armor)
I guess you better go and get your
We could pretend that we are friends, tonight (oh)
And, in the morning, we wake up, and we’d be alright
‘Cause, baby, we don’t have to fight
And I don’t want this love to feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
I guess you better go and get your armor…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Don’t try to explain your mind
I know what’s happening here
One minute, it’s love
And, suddenly, it’s like a battlefield
One word turns into a
Why is it the smallest things that tear us down
My world’s nothing when you’re gone
I’m out here without a shield - can’t go back, now
Both hands tied behind my back for nothing, oh, no
These times when we climb so fast to fall, again
Why we gotta fall for it, now…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like
Can’t swallow our pride
Neither of us wanna raise that flag, mmm
If we can’t surrender
Then, we’re both gonna what we have, oh, no
Both hands tied behind my back for nothing (nothing), oh, no
These times when we climb so fast to fall, again
I don’t wanna fall for it, now…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Better go and get your armor (get your armor), get your armor (get your armor)
I guess you better go and get your armor (get your armor), get your armor (get your armor)
I guess you better go and get your
We could pretend that we are friends, tonight (oh)
And, in the morning, we wake up, and we’d be alright
‘Cause, baby, we don’t have to fight
And I don’t want this love to feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
I guess you better go and get your armor…
Chorus:I never meant to start a war
You know, I never wanna hurt you
Don’t even know what we’re fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Saturday, May 9, 2009
DHT "Listen To Your Heart"
I felt really stupid going back to the past. Idk why I did but I didn't deserve to feel this pain. Stay or go were the two choices.
"Listen To Your Heart"
I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Listen to your heart, mm-mmmmmm
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye
"Listen To Your Heart"
I know there's something in the wake of your smile.
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.
You've built a love but that love falls apart.
Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.
The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.
They're swept away and nothing is what is seems,
the feeling of belonging to your dreams.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
So much to mention
but you can't find the words.
The scent of magic,
the beauty that's been
when love was wilder than the wind.
Listen to your heart
when he's calling for you.
Listen to your heart
there's nothing else you can do.
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye.
Listen to your heart, mm-mmmmmm
I don't know where you're going
and I don't know why,
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Dear SOB.
Okay...during the past....idk...2 months or so, you were a complete A-hole. I never trusted you. I hated you. We never done anything to you. We were gentle, courteous, but all you do is talk smack at us for no freakin reason.
But why? Why at me? Do you have a problem with me? I help friends, I am a heroine. For me you are a villian wanting to take over the world. But I am glad I defeated you this Cinco De Mayo.
And still, you talk smack...outside of our world.
Let me tell you this. SOB:
Mess with me: You're dead.
Call Jesse a F***er: You're screwed, then dead.
Call Martin a racist: Hah, you're a racist yourself!
Scold Josh like that on youtube: Meet your worst nightmare.
Make more offensive YT vids: I will report them...no matter how times, in fact I even reported your channel as violent.
Mess with ANYone else or ANY of my friends: you'll never know what I'll do.
And...you think you would moderate a forum when 99.99% of the members despise you (including me)? Being a moderator is too much work. Nobody would appreciate you being a moderator. And if you want to know what caused the permanent ban of your "alter ego?" It was me, I was the one who reported him. You can hate me for that, but everyone thanked me. You are more than welcome to hate me. Martin, Gary, Stephen and Kyle Smith are great administrators. Martin however...I trust him 100% and I know he will be a great moderator.
So, if I see you or if I get a text/im/tweet/message/email from one of my friends about you...you'll never know what I will do to you. because all this needs to stop now.
Get away from me.
Ana/Anistorm/IheartStephanieAbrams
But why? Why at me? Do you have a problem with me? I help friends, I am a heroine. For me you are a villian wanting to take over the world. But I am glad I defeated you this Cinco De Mayo.
And still, you talk smack...outside of our world.
Let me tell you this. SOB:
Mess with me: You're dead.
Call Jesse a F***er: You're screwed, then dead.
Call Martin a racist: Hah, you're a racist yourself!
Scold Josh like that on youtube: Meet your worst nightmare.
Make more offensive YT vids: I will report them...no matter how times, in fact I even reported your channel as violent.
Mess with ANYone else or ANY of my friends: you'll never know what I'll do.
And...you think you would moderate a forum when 99.99% of the members despise you (including me)? Being a moderator is too much work. Nobody would appreciate you being a moderator. And if you want to know what caused the permanent ban of your "alter ego?" It was me, I was the one who reported him. You can hate me for that, but everyone thanked me. You are more than welcome to hate me. Martin, Gary, Stephen and Kyle Smith are great administrators. Martin however...I trust him 100% and I know he will be a great moderator.
So, if I see you or if I get a text/im/tweet/message/email from one of my friends about you...you'll never know what I will do to you. because all this needs to stop now.
Get away from me.
Ana/Anistorm/IheartStephanieAbrams
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Dear Ex-Boyfriend.
Once I recieved you message on FB, I thought, "Are you sorry for what you did? Or you just fakin it?"
When your so called "behavior" changed, my love towards you changed. I don't know who you are anymore. You cared about your game more than me, and you behaved differently towards my friends. I couldn't tolerate this behavior anymore, and had to leave you. Your acts on Martin's stream were unapologetic. Ashley wouldn't accept your apologies because you posed as ashleytiger23 (herself). This action will never happen again. I hope it won't happen again. I won't let it happen again.
When you wrote to me that other day, I was debating either have my mom lower my curfew at 10:00 PM or to face you once again. Reading those words...I felt like I was about to go in a trap. I do not believe you. Where the hell are your apoligies? I got evidence that you never cared about the relationship. Your FB statuses, your Myspace statuses, they all seemed true. So, what the hell, once I thought you really cared, now you really don't. So, at the final minute I decided to have my mom lower my curfew to 10.
Also, You call my friends Pathetic? Well, I am so sorry you feel that way but you know what, if you disrespect my friends (Jesse, Springy, Billy, Jonny, Max, Patrick, Martin, Evan, Zachy, etc), then you disrespect me. My friends are the best and they have been backing me up on all this. I thank them. I also helped several of your friends including Ashley, she is on my side now. I adore my friends with all my heart, and I can't believe you don't respect them like you respect me.
I waited and waited for you to apoligize, but you seemed to not care. If you had, I would have given you a 2nd chance. Well guess what, You missed your chance. That's why I am at the path that I chose to take now. I changed my future plans. I don't want to go back to Colton. I don't want to attend CSU San Bernardino. I would rather stay here in Duck Centro and enjoy the things I have now. I have planned to go out of state and move away from what you have done. I don't expect you to find me, you won't.
I really don't know what to do with you...tryyyyying to get me to talk to you. Well, this blog proves of everything on how I feel. I don't have to waste my time sending you a message. If I do send you the message, you will disregard it and go F**K with your life. Don't expect me to be with another man, or with a kid of my own in the future when we meet again. Like I always say, Life's a Hurricane. It's Unpredictable.
bye. and have a not so super day! >_>
---Ana/Anistorm/IheartStephanieAbrams
When your so called "behavior" changed, my love towards you changed. I don't know who you are anymore. You cared about your game more than me, and you behaved differently towards my friends. I couldn't tolerate this behavior anymore, and had to leave you. Your acts on Martin's stream were unapologetic. Ashley wouldn't accept your apologies because you posed as ashleytiger23 (herself). This action will never happen again. I hope it won't happen again. I won't let it happen again.
When you wrote to me that other day, I was debating either have my mom lower my curfew at 10:00 PM or to face you once again. Reading those words...I felt like I was about to go in a trap. I do not believe you. Where the hell are your apoligies? I got evidence that you never cared about the relationship. Your FB statuses, your Myspace statuses, they all seemed true. So, what the hell, once I thought you really cared, now you really don't. So, at the final minute I decided to have my mom lower my curfew to 10.
Also, You call my friends Pathetic? Well, I am so sorry you feel that way but you know what, if you disrespect my friends (Jesse, Springy, Billy, Jonny, Max, Patrick, Martin, Evan, Zachy, etc), then you disrespect me. My friends are the best and they have been backing me up on all this. I thank them. I also helped several of your friends including Ashley, she is on my side now. I adore my friends with all my heart, and I can't believe you don't respect them like you respect me.
I waited and waited for you to apoligize, but you seemed to not care. If you had, I would have given you a 2nd chance. Well guess what, You missed your chance. That's why I am at the path that I chose to take now. I changed my future plans. I don't want to go back to Colton. I don't want to attend CSU San Bernardino. I would rather stay here in Duck Centro and enjoy the things I have now. I have planned to go out of state and move away from what you have done. I don't expect you to find me, you won't.
I really don't know what to do with you...tryyyyying to get me to talk to you. Well, this blog proves of everything on how I feel. I don't have to waste my time sending you a message. If I do send you the message, you will disregard it and go F**K with your life. Don't expect me to be with another man, or with a kid of my own in the future when we meet again. Like I always say, Life's a Hurricane. It's Unpredictable.
bye. and have a not so super day! >_>
---Ana/Anistorm/IheartStephanieAbrams
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