Createblog Diary, Version 11. Options

[-DressYourEyelid...]

mike. you're wonderful XD

[gojira]

dear diary

you know, i never shit myself. i mean i had the accidental ones when you let one rip and a 'turtle' ends up poking out. i just wonder what i'd do in that situation, especially if i was out in public. would i be able to hide the stench from whoever i'm with?

also, how do people miss the toilet shitting?

[Mikeplyts]

mike. you're wonderful XD

thank juuu.



I will write again later. ;)

[Mikeplyts]

Dear CB Diary,


Well, yesterday was a pretty rough day. I had forgotten to write of the incident that had occurred so I decided to go ahead and write it now. I met up with the kid's brother, Xavier. I have to admit, that's a badass name. Anyways, it seems he had been able to find his badly beaten brother and was now after me. So there I was, once again, facing another ignorant opponent. We just glared at each other for a short moment, and I began to feel uneasy. I was thinking to myself, if Xavier's brother is a Brazilian Taijitsu master, then I wondered what he would be like. He was actually pretty big, around 7'3 I believe. He didn't have really big muscles though so I knew his strength wouldn't be that much of a problem. I spoke first, "What do you want?" He responded, "I've came here to avenge my younger sibling." I was now certain this ***hole wanted to engage in battle so without any hesitation, I flew into the air with my foot as high up as I can heading straight towards his chest. However, I suddenly felt myself stop at once, I looked down and saw I was still in mid-air, and then I noticed that he had my leg enclosed tightly between his hands. That was my first mistake. He spun me around and let go causing me to become airborne and landing on top of a nearby car's windshield. It broke, and it hurt. Luckily, I found a cricket bat in the car and decided to use it to my advantage. I got out of the car, with scratches on my back and displayed the large wooden bat to him. He still came forward, full strength but I swung the bat as hard as I could and it split in half as it came into contact with his head. He tumbled down unto some sharp rocks, delivering mass amounts of pain. Remarkably, he got back up, but this time, he was infuriated. He jumped into the air like a lion and struck me full force with his tightly clenched fist at my guts. The same goddamn thing happened again, I fell down breathless. This time, I had prepared myself more carefully and managed to get back up quickly. He came in with his right leg aiming for my right leg, but I somehow spotted it very quickly and I dodged it by hopping up into the air. He missed and I gave him a nice blow to his left cheek with my own fist as I was in the air. He fell down again, except this time, he was down for sure, or at least I thought so. I walked to the right side of his body and gave a few solid kicks to his back. I took caution however, and decided to blind him temporarily by kicking some dirt into his eyes. He yelled in pain with stinging eyes but then suddenly, I was on the ground. The bitch had actually managed to use one of his legs to trip me and I fell down hard. We were now both on the ground, exhausted trying to regain our strength. Unfortunately, he managed to get up first and he grabbed me by my shirt and slung me into a wall. Honestly, I was getting really tired of this bullshit and looked around at my surroundings for something to use so I could quickly end this nonsense. I spotted a small lighter, the two broken pieces of the bat, and some gasoline. I made hastily and grabbed the items. I saw an attack coming from the bastard out of the corner of my eye and managed to dodge it once again. I opened the container of gasoline and threw it all on him. He stepped back some and I tried lighting the broken bat pieces but it wasn't working. The lighter had enough fluid so I thought to myself what the hell was going on. I was able to focus on something other than the battle, the weather. It was windy today so of course it wouldn't light. Xavier was coming at me again, faster than usual though. He planted his fist onto my right cheek once again and I fell back a few feet. I quickly got back up again and entered a nearby abandoned house. I lit the wood successfully but that's not all that lit. The house was also lit. The flames grew quickly and I headed upstairs. I felt the fire coming upstairs and I spotted a window. I stepped back some and ran as fast I could, with my right shoulder facing the window. I launched myself towards the window and broke through. I flew out and thankfully, I landed in a big pile of hay. However, now my two pieces of wood were unlit but I headed back near the house and managed to light them again with the flames that were tearing down the house. I didn't see Xavier anywhere though, but I felt a chill crawl down my back. In as fast as a second, I felt a breath come down upon the back of my neck and I ducked down as his fist swung to the left. I turned around quickly and tripped him. He laid on the ground with no more strength so I went ahead and lit the piece of shit. He became engulfed in flames and ran around. He then came at me still with a will to continue. I was shocked and was unable to direct my attention at the flaming fist that struck my left arm. I stumbled with pain as my left arm caught a bit of fire but I managed to rip off my sleeve. My left arm was burnt though and it would be no use to me now. He was coming at me again but I remembered something, I remembered the knife I collected (or should I say took) from the previous assbang. I slipped it out of my right pocket quickly and stuck it right through Xavier's chin. He fell down and didn't move. I had killed this worthless douche and I cut off his arm. I returned back home and along the way, I laid the limb in front of his house where his family could see it the next day. I got back home, with once again, a stunning victory. Hopefully, they learned their lesson now so I relaxed and sat down on my couch, turned on my Playstation 3, and enjoyed some video games.

Sincerely,

Mike

P.S. - I think I'm dating their sister. Ah crap. :|

[livwho]

Dear cB Diary,

Today I cleaned my room. It looks so nice! Also, I'm sick of being nice to someone who gets their feelings hurt any time I'm the least bit bitchy. Just stfu already and stop acting like the f*cking world revolves around you. Because it doesn't. And it never will. Because you're inconsiderate as hell. I don't appreciate it.

[MrStrife]

dear cB diary,

I can't believe I feel like I'm watching my life pass me by. No, it's not that I'm feeling sorry for myself or anything like that. It's just I know I get what I deserve and yet, I'm still slacking on the things that are important to me. I just met this couple yesterday that made me realize my dream again and now it's like I got a long way to go. Where were my priorities? But I know I still need to achieve my dreams. It's not even a question. Well, it's pretty f*cked up of me to be this "partyboy on the rebound" ever since that one night with that girl a couple weeks ago. Shouldn't be letting this girl get to my head and hold me back from the world. Speaking of her, I just called her up and hell no, I wasn't going to leave a voicemail. Then she called back, just to tell me she's going to work. I'd rather not have picked up if we weren't even going to really talk. Also, I tried to make a time and place so we work things out, but nope; she kept giving me the same excuses. I'm not even sure why I'm bothered so much by her. I guess after my vacation I'm going to be so over it. I mean I give her props for working hard on two jobs, but if she's going to keep being tired and grouchy all the time, I'm good. But if she wants to spend another night, who am I to say no? lol. Yeah, I'm still the same old dude.

-Poetic Soul Child

[sixfive]

^not gun lie dawg u shud post more than ur girl troubles and omg halp me in relationship forumz

[MrStrife]

^lolz. It's the way I vent that shit out.

[sixfive]

i hear mrstrife.tumblr.com is available

[MrStrife]

good looks. but aren't we supposed to promote cB more if anything? lol

[sixfive]

no one likes the relationship only emotional posters though :[

YOU SEEM LIKE A COOL GUY THOUGH ONE THAT DOESNT AFRAID OF ANYTHING

[creole]

Dear Createblog,

High school for me is like Lauren Conrad moving to Hollywood. So many spaces to roam, so many things to learn, and so many girls and guys to fuu-, I mean flirt. I'm seeing all my old friends, and I'm certainly making new ones. Most of my classes, I'm outgoing, bubbly, peppy and happy as can be. I actually like that feeling. Only three of my classes do I feel uncomfortable. Not because of the students, not because of how my belly is taking up my desk, the reason is the damn personality of my teachers. Of course they are jesters, sarcastic, and a bit foreign, I don't mind a bit. I'm just going to have to face the difficulties until next semester. I do wish however that Lunch was made at a appropriate time, not when school is over. I have yet to meet new friends, and I want to talk to the Asian group. I know 90% of the girls and 4% of the guys. Why do I have to be so damn shy? Why can't I have the urge to speak up and regret the opinions that they could have towards me? I like so many damn hot guys already, but love will only keep my studies behind. I just want a guy or a girl to say " I love you " back. Not in a friend feeling. Certainly not in a family matter too. I want to share all my emotions I can express towards them. Tell me, Createblog or God, the certain formula I need to be normal in today's society. Why can't people be open minded and not act demeaning towards people? We all have a life to live, no one is this world should feel left out or discriminated. Please, I wish the best for everyone on this site and people around the world, I'm just not that important.

[Amaranthus]

Dear Diary, I hope I get this job tomorrow.

[sixfive]

Dear Diary,

I am cursed.

Go on...

Dear Diary,

Go on...

[MrStrife]

dear cB diary,

I can't believe how bi-polar I am today. It started off great when I gave that cutie a random letter at work. I know it'll make her laugh but maybe it'll make her think I'm weird or on drugs. Hope not. Then I had a pretty good day at work doing things I actually wanted for a change. Still heavy labor but shit I like. I've been at that place for so long I can actually call it another version of home. Well not the place itself because the company f*cks you over if you don't pay attention. But the people are like fam excluding the douchbag supervisors but the cool ones I like. I mean like the dickhead ones I can't even joke around with you know. Yeah then after work I started feeling blue. I just couldn't help but feel that I was missing out on a lot of things in the world. I always try to put myself out there but it's like I'm rejected from everywhere that I used to be. Like nobody wants me there and I know it's somehow my fault also. Then I got the idea of moving to the other state where I can transfer my job and live with my co-worker. But who would've thought moving on meant moving away...

I'm not running away from my problems because my biggest one is never wanting to grow up and this is the perfect thing to help me grow up. But why do I feel like crying so goddamn bad right now? Nobody to help me or guide me with this one and it's not like anyone has been there totally for me. Yet I'm always that best friend that always goes out of my way to make sure there okay and have someone to talk to or hold. Hey I understand if my friends are busy living their own lives. I get it okay. But when did I fade out of the picture? When did it get so pointless for me to even say hello? When did it get to the point the best thing for me is to get away it all? Give me strength to get through this one because time is another impatient bitch that won't wait for me.

[none345678]

Dear CB diary,

I took it in the butt today. It hurt. wtf.

[MrStrife]

dear cB diary,

I had a nervous breakdown at work today. I was freaking everybody out so I just left with my paycheck. I wrote a couple of poems to calm me down but it really just took a walk to clear my head. One of my older good friends there told me to, "Be strong." I will. "Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to me." I have some issues yo.

[dosomethin888]

Dear CB diary,

WTF?! WHY DO I ATTRACT ANNOYING PEOPLE LIKE A MAGNET?! GROW UP UGH.

Love,

Me.

[creole]

Dear Createblog,

I'm one step closer into getting some action.

[Mikeplyts]

Dear CB Diary,

I wish I wasn't expected to be "the man of the family." All these guidelines, rules, and expectations leave no time for myself, yet I enjoy meeting this guidelines, rules, and expectations. It's becoming confusing to have to handle dumb situations and making some of the most important decisions in this household, yet I enjoy it. I don't get it. What's this sudden desire for wanting to take care of large responsibilities, deciding one's way of life, forcing necessary change, and being supportive? Do I really want to begin such tasks at this young age? Why do I feel like I want to not have fun, but at the same time, I do? And above all, why are most of the possible answers to these questions, and these questions themselves, so darn confusing? *sigh* But now, I only view it as a pointless rant with simple answers. I don't get why I like to make things complex or complicated. Matter of fact, what do I even want to do anymore?

Oh well. Life moves on, and, unfortunately, I need to move with it. It's a burden and it's a gift. I like that.

Best Regards,

Mike.

[LittleMissSunshi...]

dear cb diary,

"i'm fckedd uppp." -shotz

[Eww]

hi cb,

okay why is "fabio" so cute. i cant f*cking stand it. like honestly, i dont think hell ever be anything more than a friend but everytime im with him i feel like a dumb giggling girl. f*ck.

anyway, i think i've had a good attitude about the marking period so far. after reading ike's oh so inspiring comment on fb, i actually do feel motivated. the whole thing about coming close your potential and it blowing your mind actually makes me feel kind of challenged. i have to say i am liking it.
ha i hope it says this way.

[HeartOfPandora]

Dear CB,

I promise I won't miss anymore school before the holidays, and I'll do my damndest to get up to scratch in my classes. Just please, don't let me go crazy before Jamie gets here, or while he's here (except in all the good ways, that'd be okay).

Also, why the hell does K hate me? Or why did she hate me, I'm not even sure anymore. She was just using me for the longest time, and now she's trying to be my friend again? I'm not complaining, really, just confused. Glad to have some semblance of my friend back, I really am.

And there's where my brain ends for today.

[creole]

Dear Createblog,

I know how to give a good licking. To ice cream that is.

[MrStrife]

Dear cB diary,

Omg. This weekend is going to be the best. I can't hardly wait, I'm anticipating it so bad. Everybody's going to be there and they're all the best really. Not to mention hella fresh. In other news, I wonder how she's going to take the initial shock from receiving my letter. In any worst case scenario, she already knows how much of a freak I am and will just forget about the letter right along with me and my existence.

FML