Mrsandyhurley's Journals

Jesus Modda Fugging Christ

I HAVE NOT BEEN ON IN SCHMILLIONS OF YEARS HOLY SHIT.

Now that we have that out of the way...

How was everyone's Xmas, New Years, etc? Mine was crap like usual, thanks for asking.

Haha, I'm so bored with Buzznet lately, I'm going to give you some shameless advertising here.

WWW.FUCKCITY.COM

Go to it, it's a good place. No, it's not a porn cite or anything if you were going to ask.

It's Andy Hurley's site basically. He's answers questions and talks to everyone on there. Pretty rad.

Wow, I fail at journals.

-MrsAndyHurley

NEW JOURNAL OMG

Here's just a lovely update from yours truly since I haven't posted one in ages.
So, things that are new with me....
hmm...
Nothing.
EXCEPT ONE THING.
SO, in January I was with my friend Ellerey (xxraincheckxx) when I pre-ordered my very own set of Andy hurley's signature drum sticks. About three times a week I'd check back at the store to see if they were in yet.
FINALLY, THREE DAYS AGO, I freaking got them!!!
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was...well, crapping my pants. I've only used them once and that was to play along to Dance, Dance (FOB for you dumb turds out there) and i barely hit the sticks to anything. It was really basically air drumming while sitting at the drums.
One thing that was kind of annoying though was, I thought they'ed be way different than any other Vic Firth sticks I have, but they're basically the EXACT SAME as the kind I use and have countless pairs of. Harumph.

Um, my birthday was on the 8th. I did nothing.
Tonight Ellerey comes over to have a joint b-day with me and sleep in my backyard.
Then on this coming Tuesday, i'm back to school. for my last year.
:D

I guess that's it.
Ciyanara, buckaroo.
-Andy

Lookit Lookit

murat0311 ohhhhhhhhhh jaaaaaaaaaaa i am fucking this girl at the last night. She have nice feets, i sucked her feets and pussy. Jeahhhh so nice stinky feets and pussy.

RACETRAITOR SONG OMG

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Apparenlty I'm 63% immature. Only that much?

[] You have eaten fish food.
[x] You have eaten dog food.
[x] You have eaten cat food.
[x] You have run into a glass door. (all the time man. Tricky buggers.)
[] You have eaten an ant
[x] You have eaten grass.
[x] You have licked a tree. (Not that I wanted to. >.<)
[x] You have polka dotted underwear.
[] You have pink underwear.
[x] You had contests with your friends to see who can create the nastiest burp.
[x]You have screamed a random word in public.
[x]You wave at people you don't know.
[x] You have flushed the toilet because you were bored. (bad for the environment but..very interesting.)
[x] You have slapped yourself out of boredom.
[] You sing the "FUN" song.
[x] You hold conversations with a pillow, blanket, stuffed animal etc.
[] You dream of llamas coming out of peoples' butts. (wtf...?)
[x] You think people who eat brains are cool. (dude yeah. Can you say teh zombz?)
[x] You sing karaoke even though you know you're horrible
[] You know how to spell "supercallafragalisticespialadosious" by heart. (i'm like Gabe. I give up after "super..")
[x] You make up your own words and use them with people who have no clue what they mean.
[] You have a new haircolor every 5-7 months.
[x] You have funny socks and you have wore them so people can see them.
[x] You have hugged a random person.
[] You have ran up+down the stairs cuz u were bored (watse my energy? HELL NO!)
[] You have created a puppet show with your socks out of boredom.
[] You have imagined people saying "blah" and blowing up.
[x] You just tried imagining people saying "bla" and blowing up.
[x] You are addicted to the Anamaniacs themesong.
[x] You are addicted to "The Pinky and the Brain" theme song.
[x] You have stared at your ceiling for over 10 minutes.
[x] You talk to yourself.
[x]You have conversations with your imaginary friends.

TOTAL: 63
Count them all up, and multiply by three.

DA COBRAS TEST! I R DEY NATE! WHO BE YOU?

Gabe Saporta:
[ ] You speak Spanish.
[ ] Own a purple/red American Apparel Hoodie.
[x] You can sing.
[ ] You have a lot of shoes.
[xxxxxxxx ]You don't eat meat.
[ ] You were born in October.
Total: 2

Ryland Blackinton:
[x] You are abnormally tall. (....>.<)
[ ] You can play guitar.
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ] You DISLIKE sidekicks.
[ ] You like aquariums.
[ ] Hannah Montana is your guilty pleasure. (wtf no.)
[ ] Your name is in the title of a song. (i wish.)
Total: 2

Alex Suarez:
[x] You like to cook.
[x] You can play the bass.
[ ] You dislike the rain.
[ ] You were born in April.
[x] You've been told you smell good.
[x] You love Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
Total: 4

Vicky-T:
[] You wear dresses often.
[] You were born in January.
[] You are part British.
[] You can play the keytar.
[] You have a cute dog :)
[] You've dyed your hair many different colors.
Total: 0

Nate Novarro:
[ ] You're short.
[x] You like wearing flip flops.
[xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx] You play drums.
[ x ]You've killed a goldfish (purposely or accidentally)
[ ] You have a nose piercing.
[x] You wear headbands often. (when i'm drumming. Keeps the hairs outta dey face.)
Total: 3495683746394563

What can I say? I love Nate!!!

Oh where has all the innocence gone?

Hereâ�™s another journal by yours truly. The subject was brought up today in my English Media class about how kids these days have a loss of imagination. Iâ�™ve been starting to notice things like that too.

My teacher, Klassen, talked about how a girl he knows, instead of spending quality time with her son, she works a lot, to make lots of money, so she can buy him lots of new toys and stuff. To make him â�œhappyâ�.

Now, to me, happiness isnâ�™t what it sued to be. Same with love. Happiness used to mean being truly happy, maybe spending time with your loved ones, or doing something you love, like writing or maybe playing a musical instrument.

Nowadays, it seems like happiness can come from new things, like cars, or cell phones, or Guitar Hero. Yeah, Iâ�™ve got to admit, getting 99% on â�˜Jordanâ�™ on Hard for Guitar Hero II in one shot does make me pretty happy, but it doesnâ�™t last. I stand up, do a little victory dance, then sit back down, having that happy feeling immediately die off. It doesnâ�™t last later on into the night. I donâ�™t go to bed with a smile on my face because of it. One thing, last night, that made me actually happy at home, and kept me happy for awhile, was me and my cat spent some good, quality time together. He and I watched TV together, I gave him his cat treats, and then he sat purring on my lap for awhile before I fell asleep. THAT is happiness for me. Tonight, Iâ�™ve got my drum sticks, so Iâ�™m going to go home to my Sonor 5 piece and play my heart out, probably get sweaty, but Iâ�™ll be HAPPY that I did a good job.

I think all of the worldâ�™s â�œhappinessâ� for this generation is bullshit. Not all of it, of course. When I see my grandmaâ�™s face light up when I go to her house, or when a friend of mine smiles after I give them a hug, THATâ�™s real happiness. My dad owns 3 or 4 vehicles, and he says that he â�˜lovesâ�™ them and they make him â�˜happyâ�™. Then why does he still seem completely miserable all the time? I mean, he drives somewhere at least once or twice a day, shouldnâ�™t he be happy? Heâ�™s not.

Love is another thing that has transformed into something fake. Iâ�™m not even sure of the statistic of how many married couples eventually get divorced, but I know itâ�™s astoundingly high. Arenâ�™t people supposed to get married because they love each other? Iâ�™m pretty sure if it was real love, they wouldnâ�™t be filing for divorce only months later. Iâ�™m not trying to seem pessimistic because I know love does exist in places, but love, for a lot people in this day and age, is just a figment of their imagination. Some girl could meet a guy who is really good looking and has lots of money. Now, who wouldnâ�™t love that? Yeah well, a couple years and kids later, heâ�™s put her in the hospital, completely owns her and all her possessions, and is filing for divorce so he can take the kids? She still loves him? I hardly think so.

But love does exist in some places. When I go to my grandparentâ�™s house for Christmas, I just love seeing my grandma and grandpa together. They just celebrated their 50^th anniversary (Congrats again Grandma! :D) and I can just see that they love each other. Theyâ�™ve had their differences in the past, but heck, theyâ�™ve lasted together for 50 YEARS. Thatâ�™s not something a lot of people can say.

But back to my original topic. Kids these days have no imagination. Take for instance Stinky Kid* (*Not his real name, although eh should change it to that.). Now, I come to the library a lot to come on the computer to work on school work, or check my emails from my uncle, telling me about college programs and helping me get into college. This kid is in here EVERYDAY. He looks like heâ�™s maybe 9 or 10. I donâ�™t know about you, or maybe itâ�™s different with boys than it is for girls, but when I was 9? I was in front of my mirror, hairbrush in hand, hair tied back in a pony tail, singing my heart out to the Spice Girls. This kid just looks soâ�¦dead inside. He doesnâ�™t even blink. Hell, heâ�™ll sit there, on Meebo, talking to his friend whoâ�™s sitting RIGHT BESIDE HIM. Now, Iâ�™ve done the same thing a couple of times, but I have legitimate conversations. This kid just, I feel sorry for him. I bet he doesnâ�™t even know how much fun a refrigerator box can be. Gosh, I STILL can keep busy for hours in one of those things. Iâ�™m afraid his brain is literally rotting. I just, wish I could see him outside playing road hockey and laughing. But no, heâ�™s this pissed off little kid, that argues with the librarian when I need the good computer to do school work. Just think what Stinky Kid will be like when he grows up. Yikes.

Think back to your childhood. Now, if youâ�™re a 90â�™s kid like me, it was filled with Power Rangers, Sailor Moon, Spice Girls and tacky clothes. You used the phone to talk to people, and actually went outside to play. I have a particularly fond memory of me playing by myself in my dadâ�™s flower garden when I was about 7 or 8, just making mud then laying in it, in my clean clothes. Yeah I got in shit for it, but hell, it was fun.

Now look at kids today. Theyâ�™ve got their faces smushed to the screens of their cell phones, or Gameboys, have real big attitudes that piss me off and just donâ�™t seem to have any respect. The one thing I miss though is hearing kids laughing and having fun. I remember one time when I was in 7^th grade, I was having a shitty day, and I just watched the little kids on their yard, playing and having fun. Two girls were sitting on the pavement, playing with their Barbies, and some other little boys were laughing loudly as they were playing tag on the climbing equipment. It just made me smile at their innocence. They didnâ�™t have to worry about getting a job, or getting good grades to go to post secondary school, all they were concerned about was when their snack time was so thy could trade their granola bars for some other kidâ�™s Fruit Roll Up.

God I miss those times.

So please, if not for yourself, or for your kids, do it for me. If youâ�™re a mother, or an older brother or sister please, teach your kids how to play. Teach them to build a fort, or read them stories about talking dogs that live on the moon. SPEND TIME WITH THEM. Donâ�™t waste your time working to make money for your kidâ�™s new Xbox, instead, take the time to take them out for lunch, or take them to the beach, or just talk with them about their life and how their day went. Believe me, as an only child, thatâ�™s all I ever wanted. New toys and new clothes didnâ�™t mean shit to me. I would have been EXSTATIC if my dad would have sat down with me and helped me do my homework, or if my step mom had taken me drum browsing. Just, something to tell me they cared about what was going on in my life, and how I was feeling, instead of just focusing on trying to make me â�˜happyâ�. Again, I use that term very loosely.

I hope this has sparked some of you to think about stuff.

Just like usual, if you donâ�™t agree, send me hate mail, if you do, leave m a note saying so. I like hearing what people think. Iâ�™m like all yoâ�™s shrinks out there kay?

Also, fi anyone else has a pending issue theyâ�™d like to talk about, let me hear it. I love writing these things. Gets things of my mind. :D

Another deal to deal with...

So, I've just started my APS class in my semester 2 of Grade 11. On my first day I've already been compelled to write something.

There's this guy in my class and his name is.... Oprah*. (*Name has been changed OBVIOUSLY.)

Now Oprah is strictly Christian and so is his whole family, but this isn't me ragging on him for being that way. I'm agnostic, and don't really side with any religion. Unless you consider music/drumming a religion, then I'm all for it.

Back Story: As most of you know, I'm way into Metal. Misery Signals are like, my favorite band, along side Arsis, Slayer, Judas Priest and others. (Marilyn Manson as well.)

Oprah has made me mad in many ways before. He's a real prick, is a great drummer and likes to show it off at every possible chance. We've had our differences and don't really like each other too much, but we can get along if need be.

(BTW, the bastard bought the free Vic Firth stick bag that was supposed to only be accesible if you bought MY drums. It had lots of Vic Firth merch in it and I'm a VF MANIAC, so I was a little ticked.)

So Oprah is in my class, and sits on the other side of the room. My teacher Ms.....McGraw* (*Once again changed) was talking about stereotyping foreign people, like that Muslims were all terrorists. I was with her, saying that it's wrong because, obviously, not all Muslims are. (I really wanted to bring up the scene in Borat where he goes to the rodeo and talks with the anti-Muslim, homophobic guy, but I didn't get a chance.) Then Oprah put up his hand and started talking about how he went to Washington with his youth group to some poorer parts of town. They met lots of little African-American boys who were really into 50 Cent and wanted to grow up and have a gun like him. He then went on to say that they shouldn't be listening to rap (Didn't say some rap, or just 50 Cent, he generalized it) because it's giving them bad ideas. Yes, I agree that some 6 year old boy living in the slums of Washington on his sub-standard TV shouldn't be listen to 50 rap about how he 'runs New York' and 'gets money.' It's putting bad thoughts in his head, and also probably giving him false hopes. I'm sorry to be a donwer here, but not every African-American boy that grows up and gets shot 9 times will then get into rap and be able to say they get money and run New York. Hell, hardly ANYONE, ANYWHERE could say that, except for well 50 himself, and like... George Bush. But back onto my original story.

Oprah went on from THERE, saying that depressed kids who are feeling shitty and down on themselves, shouldn't be listening to metal because it's about killing things, and sad songs with minor chords and sad EMOTIONAL lyrics aren't going to help and it's like "putting gasoline on the fire". My hand went in the air so fast to say the exact opposite.

Now, I understand that some kids, when they're feeling blue and possibly depressed, shouldn't have the instinct to first turn on Iron Maiden and listen to them sing about the number of the beast. They could go to a councellor, or their parents, or a teacher or a friend, and TALK about it. BUT, for other kids, music is all they have. Their parents are too busy working and making enough money to pay the bills, they don't feel confident enough of safe enough to tell their teachers, and councellors aren't that easily accessable where they live. I know the feeling. So, maybe turning on some song that makes them feel like getting up and moshing around their room, or just punching their wall or pillow, is what's going to help them. It might even has a reverse affect, like it does on me, and make them feel better just...BECAUSE.

Now, when I said this, people laughed at me. As in like, the whole class including the teacher, but I didn't back down. I know I'm a weirdo, so I went on with my weirdo ways. I've been through depression and are still recovering from it. There would be times where my dad would fight with me until 2:00 in the morning, when I had school the next day, and I'd end up basically crying to myself. Well, you know the song Give 'Em Hell Kid, by My Chemical Romance? That was my happy song. It has minor chords, and somewhat downer lyrics, but just the one line in it could make me feel better in an instant.

It's the part where Gerard sceams: 'YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!!' Something inside me just knew that Gerrd knew how I was feeling. He'd been there before and he understood. And even though I don't know him, and probably never will, he cared, unlike anyone else seemed to at the time.

What's so wrong about that? By the way Oprah said it, it sounded like the only music you should be listening to are Christian and Happy songs when you're sad because, hey, they're happy right? Should work? Nope. I put my mp3 player on shuffle the one night when I was in a REAL horrible mood. It kept giving me Mika, and so you know what I did? I threw it across the room, then grabbed my Misery Signals CD (That Ellerey made me. :D), popped it in my CD player, then went to sleep.

When I play the Misery Signals, I feel like going into a mosh pit and moshing until I can't anymore, and that makes me happy. I know not everyone would agree, but it does me. I know that maybe kids like those two boys from Columbine could have used a little more Mika or Queen in their musical diet, but when I'm in a bad mood, the last thing I want to listen to is happy music. I need something to make me realize there are worse things out there, and people who are feeling worse to get out of my funk.

After this, Oprah didn't have as much to say. I felt pretty acomplished.

Also, we were talking a little bit about homophobia, but I'll save that for another journal.

Another big issue was the whole Toronto approving the Black Only school.

As not a lot of you would know because you're not from around here, people in Toronto were wanting to split up the public school so that the black kids would have their own school. But, just in the last election, they were freaking out about the fact that Stephan Dion wanted to seperate the religions and give some religions their own private schools. This whole Black Only school thing has been talked about quite a bit. Some call it segregation, other think it's a good thing, while some girl today said it's like we're taking a step backward socially to 1970. I agree with..all of them actually. The reason they wanted the Black Only school was so the black kids could learn about black history, and the reason that a lot of black children drop out is because they don't know enough about their own history. That's the part I don't support. Hell, I'd even support the religious schools before the black only school. Some religions will have issues with other religions, so sparating them for religious beliefs kind of makes sense to me. BUT, separating the kids because of their skin color? Really? Now, it's only on a voluntary basis, like, the black kids aren't being FORCED to go to the school (which hasn't been made yet), but it's encouraged. I think the real reason black kids are dropping out of highschool, is generally because they are discriminated against, by mainly their peers and people of their own age, but in some cases by teachers/faculty members as well. And maybe, it's that discrimination and, dare I say it, racisim, that's making them not feel like a part of the education system. Or maybe they just could care less because they feel they won't amount to anything because there's always going to be that one powerful white man telling them off. So there's a reason why I'd enforce the school. But to say they're only dropping out because they don't know their own history is bullshit. Do black's need to know about their history to do math? Doesn't everyone in the world count to five like this: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, despite their skin color or race? Maybe not in the same language, but 1 is 1. If they've got bad math marks, maybe that's why they're dropping out. I mean yeah, a black history class sounds awsome, I'd sure as hell sign up for it, but to make another school just so they can learn that, and then they're not offering the class to other races as well? I almost fell a bit discriminated against myself. But this isn't about me though. This school is also being paid for by EVERYONE'S taxes. The government doesn't look at race when they're collecting taxes. They want their money right when they ask for it, and the exact amount they asked for. Not trying to be racist here but, caucasian people, and chinese people, and Mexican people, and Mongolians, and Hawaiians, and the African-American are all going to be paying for this, in Toronto at least. How is it fair to make a white man pay for something he doesn't have access to? I know this happens a lot with taxes, but come ON.

I think I'm about done. I still don't really know where I stand on the school thing, because I haven't heard enough about it to make a decision, but I would like it to hear from you guys to see what you think.

Also, this whole Oprah deal (not the real Oprah.), I think me and him will have some interesting conversations and debates this semester. Good luck to everyone else who's second semester just started recently as well.

Like before, smack talk, critisisim, praise and agreement is all welcome. I'll respond to basically anything and everything.

Hope I've sparked more things, good or bad.

Also this morning, my English Media teacher playfully made fun of my friend Douche. I laughed. Even douche laughed though, so it was okay.

So, here's the deal.

I know that...there hasn't been any controversy over my screen name, but I'm going to clear it all up for anyone out there who has been wondering:

IS THIS CHICK JUST SOME TEENIE FANGIRL?!?

The answer is no. I'm not. Yes, I love Andy Hurley, and yes I probably would marry him if by some slim, crazy chance he ever did ask me to marry him, making me the real Mrs. Andy Hurley. (Wouldn't we all?) But, I'm not some crazed fangirl who would kill people to meet him, although I do joke about it. Yes if i met him I would cry, but not because he's just Andy Hurley. A lot of things he's been through, I have as well. His dad died when he was 5, my mom died when I was 9. He went through a lot of shit with drugs/alchohol in his teenage years, I have to deal with depression. Neither of us eat meat, and we're both drummers. I'm not saying, 'OHMIGAWSH! WE MUST BE MADE FOR EACH OTHER!!!'. It's just, I actually know that someone out there can relate to what I'm going through. To see him in all his glory, doing a drum solo, blowing my mind up on stage when I go to shows, it gives me hope that maybe I could do the same thing someday because hey, I'm just as human and capable as he is.

So, that doesn't really clear up the name though. It just clears up the fact that I'm not just some fangirl. Well, 1. This name is basically a joke. 2. I took it so other fangirls couldn't take it and like, stalk him with it. that would be creepy as FUCK.

Those aren't any real good reasons, so here's the truth behind the name.

A few years ago when I got my Buzznet account, I was OBSESSED with Pete Wentz. (Yes, let the insults pour in. I'm a failure. Well, WAS a failure.) So I tried for mrspetewentz. As you would probably guess, it was taken. So, onto my next favorite band member at the time, Andy. And there you go. I'm officially Andy's wife on here. :S

Onto another issue. Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III.

He's been talked about over and over again, but here's my take on him.

Pete is Pete. He always has been, always will be. He hasn't changed (except for that gross beard he grew a little while ago). He's only responding to all the fame like Pete would. Really, the guy has the band to look after, he's an A&R for other bands, he's got his clothing company, film company, his book(s) he's writing, tours to worry about, songs to write, fans to see, clothes to design, a website to keep running, a Buzznet account to keep posting on, a BASS to keep practicing so people won't hate him for playing bad, injuries to take care of, interviews to do, teenies to deal with as well as stalkers.....

Whew. I got tired just writing all that down, so I have no idea how he feels. I know I even missed some stuff like attending music awards shows, keeping up his relationship with Ashlee (even though we all hate it) and running his fricken club.

Holy shit. I can barely manage to eat in the morning, then get myself to band and find a job. I don't blame Pete at all for not feeling like meeting fans all the time. But if anyone has read any of the Q&A on www.falloutboyrock.com some of his answers, you can still feel that god old lovable Pete is in there somewhere behind this big, fake Pete we and the media have all made up. Pete still loves Transformers, still hangs out with Joe on New Years, and still loves to tourture Dirty as much as he ever has. It's just hard to do with the whole teenage population of north America trying to rip the sleeves off your new Clandestine hoody. I think that the Pete Wentz we think we know now is this big jerk guy, who hates his fans and only cares about his shitty girlfriend. That's not the case. If that's the Pete Wentz you're looking at, take another look. Because behind that big wall of self confidence and big-headedness, there sits the same old Eddy Cocaine with those god forsaken goggles on popping bubble wrap, or Pancho, throwing sand in poor Bedussey's face.

Yes, I know I've even made fun of Pete, but it's only been about his arm pit hair. That takes 2 seconds to shave, so it's okay. I'm not really asking much.

So please, for the love of God, Satan, Buddah (Moses if you're Ellerey) or whatever god you follow, just stop with all the Pete bashing. I don't want to sound like Chris Crocker, but leave him alone. Put yourself in his shoes. Just imagine all of America, staring into your private life, money coming at you in huge waves, and camera flashes going off in your face until you see stars.

Feel a little bit better about your own life yet? I know I do. See, maybe if everyone maybe stopped yelling at him, and harrassing him about how he's changed, and how he's such a jerk, then Bedussey 2 might finally come out. (I hope.)

Pete's bandmates like Andy and Joe don't have to worry about that as much. Yes, they're both famous, but neither of them are dating Public Enemy # 1 or having the pressure of the media force fed to them. Joe can safely come out of the bus to the gates where there are hordes of teenies waiting and sign some stuff safely. Why? Because they're all waiting for Pete to come out and probably don't care. He can just be Joe and not have to put on a show for anyone, because they probably don't care, unless he's in say, London or Toronto, Ontario and Ellerey gets ahold of him. She'd never let go. (Lol. kidding. but..you probably would hold that Jew forever. XP) So, maybe it's a good thing for the rest of the band that's Pete's so big. They don't have to worry about girls crying and screaming their names. Well, they do, but not to the same degree as Pete. But, his fame is a bad thing for them too. Everyone who can look past Pete's image, even if only for a little bit, can see that the other three guys are extremely under appreciated. Patrick not so much as Joe and Andy, but he still isn't appareciated as much as Pete. Or maybe, those three are more legitimatley appreciatd more than Pete is. How many people have you met that go: "I love Pete's bass playing. He's so good, I wish I could play like him." or "His lyrics just speak to me, because I've been there. They really help me through the tough shit."? Anyone come to mind? No one does for me. Now let's try to think of people who love Andy just because 'he's so gosh darn sexy! i wanna marry him liek ohmigawd!' (If you just said me, please go re-read the first half of this). I can't think of any either. I think I've made my point. Andy, Patrick and Joe, if any of them are ever loved, it USUALLY for how good they are at either playing the guitar, playing the drums or singing. Maybe a combination of the three. I feel bad for Pete that people can't look past his looks and see the real him like they used to.

Maybe he hould get his girlfriend to take him to ehr plastic surgeon so he can have interchangeable noses and chins like her.

Ooh, zing. That was a joke BTW. Pete can stay the way he is thanks.

I guess that's all I've had to say. I've actually made myself love Pete a little bit more. I hope that's what I did for some other people as well.

There's no real point to all of this, I'm just in a farily bad mood today because shool's been cancelled AGAIN. It's a FOG day. What a load of Bullshit.

Comments and smack talk are all accepted after reading this. Hopefully I sparked something, good or bad, in at least someone.

Moar Quissssssses.

Name five people you want to kill.
Ben Mullrooney

Leah Miller

Tails (From Sonic)

Ashley Klages

and Godzira.

Five people you would love to be paired with.
Andy Hurley

James from Team Rocket

Andy Hurley

That one guy from the thing at the school

Andy Hurley

Do you think emo guys are hot?
Is andy hurley emo? HELL YES. (Just kidding Andy is metal. I know that NOT emo, but still quite delicious.)

Who is the hottest lead singer to you?
Patrick Martin Stump

How about lead guitarist?
Still hottest? Probably Ryan Morgan. If we're going for my favorite...sorry Joe Troh or anyone else but, Brian May wins my heart.

Rhythm guitarist?
FRANKIE FRANKIE FRANKIE

Wrestler?
SHAWN MICHAELS THE HEARTBREAK KID. (i did not just say that outloud. >_>)

Three of your favorite bands.
My Chemical Romance
Andy Hurley (He's his own goddamn band)

and Queen

Do you like fingerless gloves?
Does "I LOVE MY LIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFEEEEE?" Explain it for you?

Grab the closest lyric booklet. Go to track 10. Type any verse(s) from that song.
I'm at school. bored to shit. Don't got a lyric book. Lol

Favorite energy drinks.
Mountain Dew Energy

Rockstar

And Coffee. (Not a real energy drink by standard but it does me.)

Newest slash pairing.
ANDY/PATRICK (Hello. I'm Andy. and I'm a slash addict. *everyone echoes* Hello Andy)

Do you follow self mutilation?
No. Unless it's like..well..no.

Type a random thought.
Eggs are like packaged chicken cum. >.<

Skullz, mohawks, or both?
ANYTHING BUT A SKULLET.

Is a skulls a skullet? If so, MOHAWK

Tattoos + piercings or eyeliner + tight pants?
could this be anymore obvious? TATTOOS + PIERCINGS PLEASE

What's your pet peeve?
Skullets, Jesse from Team rocket, and Godzira.

Nuff said.