What About Katy?

2007-02-25T04:26:26Z

Here she is
While everyone around her is happy
Is she happy for us?

She doesn't matter to us.
FUCK KATY, she's not important at all
She's strong, she can handle it on her own

What's wrong with Katy?
(She says she's lonely)

Well, maybe if she wasn't such a bitch...
Maybe if she wasn't so stupid...
Maybe, if she wasn't (Katy)

(Katy?)

Are you sleepy today?
[No, I just hate math]

He doesn't like her like that
She's better as his friend anyway
She's barely even a 'she'

Where's Katy?
[Haha, maybe she died.]

They Were Looking For The Portal To Hell

2007-02-12T03:01:29Z

Well, I assume it's to hell, but who knows. I'm not religious.

This is my first post.
So, I'm not really much of a livejournal person. I'm at the n00b level right now, I believe. I have default shit on here and everyone else's is so.. unique. I'll get there, when I stop being lazy and get some HTML done. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not a blog n00b. I was a fanatical Xangan for two years, and then it just got.... lame. LJ seemed kind of emo to me. I'm not going to lie. I listen to Adam and Andrew. Haha. See, that was a joke. I'm a funny person.

I'll start out by telling you some stuff about myself.

My name is Katy, and I'm 17 years old. I'm a pessimist and a cynic, sarcastic as hell.

I love punk music, and punk guys are the sexiest guys in the world, right above nerds, computer geeks, goths and Juggalos.

Emo boys that wear women's jeans need not apply.

As for my style, I don't know what I am. My family's poor, so I just pick out what's cheap and OK to wear. I'm a thick chick, I guess you could say. I'm not that big, but I'm no Paris Hilton.

Now for the actual journal part:

This weekend I took my ACT exam. I forgot my i.d. at home, so I had to call my dad to bring it back up to WSU for me. Everyone looked at me like I was retarded. I certainly felt retarded.
During the break, I tried to stick a dollar in the Shocker Card slot. Peanut butter M&Ms don't taste very good when you're retarded. Some douchebag looked at me funny and made fun of me. I said, 'Don't look at me like I'm stupid. You know I'll score higher than you, asshole.'
Ooh, cream for that burn. I'm such a nerd.
Immediately after I returned home, my friend Jess calls and says there's her birthday thing going on, so she picks me up and we go to Godfather's. Now, her family consists of fanatical Christians and shallow-minded ingrates. Up to this point, I had only met her grandmother(who makes it a point to tell Jess how much she hates me).
Mercifully, Jess wanted to bail early. So we left.
We went to Laser Quest. Yeeeeah. Fun!! (I'm a nerd!)
By the time I had checked in with my parents for the night, it was dark so we got a group together and went to Theorosa's bridge to find the portal to hell.

Maybe they found it, I don't know.

I was watching out for wild dogs. We didn't have any flashlights, and I could hear the sons of bitches howling close by.

And I keep looking over my shoulder.

Intrigued?

What About Katy?

They Were Looking For The Portal To Hell