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Basics

1. Name: Julia Lucia Herrera Gardella
2. Age: 19
3. Height: depends where I stand
4. Hair Color: brown, green, blond, kinda…
5. Eye Color: brown
6. School Life: Non-existent, I’m on vacation
7. What’s your school's mascot? HA, I think it is a comet.
8. School color(s)? There’s lots of red and black.
9. Who is your favorite teacher? My fellow peers. Heh, yeah. And, well, my art teacher, Mr. Ingram Ober.
10. What do they teach? Art, retard.
11. Is this your favorite class? It’s cool, but I like my Computer Science class even more. I finally finished Crypt Raider from Miniclip.com in that class and got a Halo 2 poster out of it. Each Tuesday we would, ahem, not go to class and go, instead, to the movies. We would get free popcorn. We kinda finished the labs on the, er, 5th week of class, so fuck that.

Internet

12. Do you use any instant messengers? I used to; I went to a rehabilitation center. I am now going to meetings and am currently under an hour a day. That’s a new record for me. Thank you.
13. If so, which ones? Oh man, where to begin. I started back in the ninety’s with the ICQ’s. The whole internet scene was happening, and well ICQ was the way to go, it was safe. That was good while it lasted, but I wanted something faster. I started hanging out with this new computer more and more. She was new and, dare I say, more capable. She introduced me to the MSN. That was a rush. I used to mix some MSN with some Yahoo! and just chill for hours. Those were good times... then everything when down hill. I would be eating lunch and would think of doing it. I would imagine myself on the computer, with two maybe three different IM’s. My school grades started slipping and I would find myself going back to the IM’s, but then, not even those were enough. I had now bumped up to MSN 6— I had to quit. I had pushed my friends and family away, I missed the sound of the phone. It was time; I checked myself in and am now a reborn Christian. I know Jesus loves me even though I did all that IM, and all that whoring for the connection. Bless yr hearts.
14. About how many hours a day do you spend online? I do less than an hour, and I feel great. Ever since I dropped my computer, I am a fuller person with so much to offer the world. Sometimes I feel like I could just sneak a few messages and it would still be cool, but I would call my sponsor and sort it out.
15. Do you have a digital camera? Well, technically yes.
16. If so, do you post pictures of yourself online? HAHAHahahaahah, sniff, Yeah.

Music

17. Do you play any instruments? I can play Mary had a Little Lamb on a cell phone.
18. If so, what one(s)? a CELL PHONE, gawd.
19. 3 Favorite Genres of Music: Progressive, Black and Psychedelic Chill Out. And all the rest.
20. 3 Favorite Bands: Cradle of Filth, King Crimson and the Faint. yeah
21. Do you go to concerts and/or shows? I do, Cradle was awesome. I lost my shoe!
22. What is the most you've ever spent on a concert/show? Ug, like 100 on all the merch, food and water at Coachella
23. What is the least you've ever spent? Free concerts at school.
24. Do you think buying merch at a concert then wearing it there is corny? AHHAhahaha, yes.
25. Do you listen to any bands that you'd be ashamed to admit to listening to? Don’t think so.
**26.Did you notice the grammatical error in question 29?

Word Association

27. Blue: sex
28. Camera: sex
29. Boy: sex
30. Pretty: sex
31. Pants: sex
32. Music: sex
33. God: sex
34. Sweater: sex
35. Live Journal: turn off
36. MTV: lame

Labels

37. Do you think labels are dumb? No, the labels aren’t dumb.
38. Why or why not? I think they are quite smart and detailed.
39. What do people label you as? If I knew, I’d staple-gun it to my head.
40. How/Why did you get this label? GAwd, are you even reading what I’m writing! Tard.

Which Is Worse?

41. Physical Pain/Emotional Pain? I’d say a Brazilian waxing us up there with heartbreak and despair. But hey, ask the emo kids.
42. Blink-182/Good Charlotte? Implying they are both bad, worse? Life of the rich and famous by Charlotte was pretty weak, but so was the prison video by Blink. I guess Blink gets off the hook for tenure.
43. Being Deaf/Being Blind? I’d rather be Deaf. I can still play Halo being deaf.
44. Being Bored/Rushing around because you have too much to do? I like being bored.
45. Losing your dominant leg/Losing your dominant arm? Leg, then I’d have an excuse to be a fat fuck on one of those carts when I grow up. http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3734830/ Tue, 02 Nov 2004 15:00:28 PST
ill await the Skulls, may the best win....... ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3593320/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3593320/ Fri, 15 Oct 2004 01:07:12 PDT ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3580862/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3580862/ Wed, 13 Oct 2004 12:34:41 PDT Bus.
Home.
I studied hard for my criminology midterm, I really really like that class (freeeeak ijijijij so very zim). And so I walk to my other bust stop when, by mere coincidence, the other bus appeared. I was like, cool. (this is the bus with my chum driver) so we talked and discussed crock pots and how one should once in their lives make chili con carne (with our beans she added promptly) and just eat and make love all day.
The conversation carried on until we got to school. I took the test and finished, again in 30 min. Both were multiple choice. I swear teachers have stopped trying. Aha, So I rushed back to the bus only to meet up again with my bus driver buddy.
This time she narrated a dramatic story about a turkey and its struggle for life. It all started when she was still married and her kids were young and free. They had decided to raise some meat birds, among them a turkey. Then Thanksgiving came along and reared it ugly face (drama drama). It was time to commit homicide (cuz technically it is legal to kill a turkey). So She sat on the turkey to hold it in place, cuz it was a big turkey. Her two kids were each holding a leg. And the husband was going to “do the deed”.
The butchers knife dropped, but heads did not roll. Instead, since the dumb (as in “I ate soap” dumb: for anyone who saw The Daily Show) husband didn’t sharpen the knife, there was half a turkey neck cut. She was covered in blood yelling,
“Finish it!”
The turkey would buck like a wild bronco. Blood was splattered all over the kids, whom were holding the legs with no success. Everywhere… This headless turkey lifted her up in the air, both her knees. Basically, she was riding a horse. This was one big ass mother fucking turkey may I remind you. It was a lovely family ceremony.
That is all.
Home. ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3527132/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3527132/ Wed, 06 Oct 2004 13:59:05 PDT Last I wrote was on August.
Life moves right along.


Anyways…So I saw the season finale of NIP/TUCK presented commercial-free by Stacker2, which I found real funny. And I don’t know if anyone follows that show but it never stops surprising me. Threesomes, adultery, incest, transgender, inter-racial, AIDS, serial rapists forcing the message of “Beauty is a curse on the world. It keeps us from seeing who the real monsters are.”, and so much more. Needless to say, the finale was brilliant. I stared and feared, pondered, cried… I am definitely buying the box set of season one, and, when it is released, the second. XD

And then to top it of, Rescue Me, the new Denis Leary series is on today on FX. I think there is two more episodes till the finale, so I must pay close attention. I love this show because it is a completely new perspective on 9/11 and its prized firemen. We even have ghosts and vessels in this one!

But enough of others peoples lives. I am ok. I just got my new comp and am utterly psyched about it. The new addition to my room has started a whole chain of events to redecorate my room… I’m currently on the brain storming stage. All I know is I need a new and BIGGER black light

I really have to go
I remembered something
Shit

bye ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3190188/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3190188/ Sun, 22 Aug 2004 19:49:19 PDT ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3147642/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/3147642/ Tue, 17 Aug 2004 13:28:01 PDT
and as usual, im lazy, and in a cyber cafe... ill see yr deviances soon enough....
...and most of yr journals...

yea


best of wishes

hope everything is just swell


ta ta

xoxo

fetsih-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2693553/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2693553/ Fri, 18 Jun 2004 22:00:10 PDT
therefore, i am sorry.

i hope to return to you all very soon.

xoxo
the fetish kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2440759/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2440759/ Sun, 16 May 2004 12:06:40 PDT
go do something productive,
we could plan a murder
or start a religion

xoxo
fetish-kitten

p.s. Im still working on the long ass questionare "for the boredom" or something of the sorts, so give me time... TIIIImmmeeee IISss on MMy SIDEEeee....


bullshit ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2275737/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2275737/ Thu, 22 Apr 2004 14:23:35 PDT

1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
2. Am I loveable?
3. How long have you known me?
4. When and how did we first meet?
5. What was your first impression?
6. Do you still think that way about me now?
7. What do you think my weakness is?
8. Do you think I'll get married?
9. What makes me happy?
10. What makes me sad?
11. What reminds you of me?
12. If you could give me anything what would it be?
13. How well do you know me?
14. When's the last time you saw me?
15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
16. Do you think I could kill someone?
17. Describe me in one word.
18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
20. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?

xoxo
the fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2105702/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/2105702/ Sun, 28 Mar 2004 23:41:16 PST

xoxo
astro projection me ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1980772/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1980772/ Tue, 09 Mar 2004 13:03:45 PST
aNYways, here’s 4th time around, by the great Bob Dylan

When she said,
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies,"
I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
Then said, "What else you got left?"
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget,
Everybody must give something back
For something they get."

I stood there and hummed,
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
And she buttoned her boot,
And straightened her suit,
Then she said, "Don't get cute."
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.

She threw me outside,
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked.
And after finding I'd
Forgotten my shirt,
I went back and knocked.
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it,
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against . . .

Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some.
She said, "No, dear."
I said, "Your words aren't clear,
You'd better spit out your gum."
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor,
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer.

And, when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you.
And you, you took me in,
You loved me then
You didn't waste time.
And I, I never took much,
I never asked for your crutch.
Now don't ask for mine.

xoxo
fetish-kitten

p.s. I still have my headphones on =^ . ^=

]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1820662/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1820662/ Mon, 09 Feb 2004 21:13:55 PST
She told me about how she lives in a trailer with no cable, how she was raised a hippie, how her kids rebelled by being yuppies, how she cannot communicate with them and from that we came to discuss why this generation of kids is resorting to the past for inspiration.

“Jim Morrison, Janice, Bob Dylan, Led Zeppelin”, said she “that is what I love about the music of my time, my parents music is barely heard now a days. But the Lizard King lives on”

“The seventies” I said, “still had humanity in their music. By the eighties, music started to imitate technology with beeps and clicks. Little by little we are losing our humanity. We sing about getting bigger houses, bigger boobs, bigger cars. Bitching about the ex, how I’m alone and how nobody likes me. Sex. Money. Greed.”

If you could describe this generation with one word, what would it be?

“Pain”, she said, “It breaks my heart to say it, but there are times I see kids on the bus that are so angry and disrespectful. There shooting up junk before they even smoked a joint. They cut themselves and feel so alone and betrayed. There is so much hate in this generation.”

If you could describe this stupid little generation with one word, what would it be?

“Hybrid”, said my brother “Music back then had some kind of thought put into it, there was a reason for making music”

Our generation has no identity. Seventies had peace and love. Eighties had the excesses. Nineties had the glamour. What happened? Is OutKast singing “Drip drip drop there goes an orgasm | Now you cumin out the side of your face” the limits of our imagination? Is our generation that lacking…

“Delusional”, said my ex.

Anarchy for sale. Punk sold in a box. Angst and other bullshit fed to the youth. I sometimes wonder if the art and the music imitate the problems of the youth, or does the youth imitate the problems they see on the media. Can it be considered a cry for help? They appear have a lesser understanding of love and therefore don’t feel loved. They turn to drugs and sex. Parents are blamed. Media is accused.

“Fucked”

If you could describe our stupid little generation with one word, what would it be? ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1751213/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1751213/ Tue, 27 Jan 2004 14:49:24 PST and the bad news with a ( yea, i have to mix them arround... to keep you slackers on your toes!)

saw philip today, still cute as ever so yay!

my bus was early (more like i was late..but yea) so i had to walk to school. not that its far, but its cold...... sniff sniff

My computer science teacher is having car trouble and may not be able to attend todays class. oh gosh, poor us, someone must have cut her breaks ........

i broke a nail

my batteries on my CD player ran put so that really sucked... (eh? two nos. ehhh? you guys paying attention?)

thanks to the batteries dying i met another philip, fun. he hates romantic languages and i have still to know why.............. yea, anyways

i am now a 3wk member! w00t! i am going to try it out for a while and see how goes it, so yay! im already discovering new bands.

remember that computer science teacher i was telling you guys about, she is here... meh. "this is a bit, AND, OR, NOT, XOR blah blah blah"

look-->

im hungry

the red spot on my finger changes color when im hungry.

i went to the nurse about my spot and she told me it was an alergic reaction... it the longest lasting one i've seen! i know its because of my ring, but it looks "shinny over the dirt" (one has to love naked lunch) it's this large red mark on my right index finger, where my wrinkly silver ring used to be... its just... nasty, i dont like it one bit. looks like cancer or like fucking AIDS sores...wah!

just because i can ( and this way i practice), here is some ASCII...n-joy

01001001 00100000 01100101 01100001 01110100 00100000 01100010 01110101 01100111 01110011

i have a quick brake till three, so i think i'll take advantage of it.

ill continue later....

xoxo
fetish-kitten

p.s. who ever gets the ASCII gets a lollypop!
___________________________________

listening to:
death cab for cutie/president of what? ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1703450/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1703450/ Sun, 18 Jan 2004 21:09:51 PST but I have not returned

I need time to heal (at least till FedEx brings my guts and soul back from Monterrey)

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1650079/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1650079/ Wed, 21 Jan 2004 19:49:31 PST nicknames:: Bitch, jewls, zorra, Lucifer, jules, sinver, flowerpotchild
sex:: female, or atleast I think………………………..
birthday:: november 18 1985 9 am
color:: “pale like casper”- alex
star sign:: scorpio
place of birth:: Naucalpan de Juarez
current residence:: California!
hair color:: brown, then yellow, orange rediish, and fusia……..its weird
eye color:: brown like bleh…
height:: 5’8”
writing hand :: right
-BODY ILLS + SKILLS-
do you bite your nails:: nope
can you roll your tongue:: yeppers
can you raise one eyebrow at a time:: yea, like maria felix!
can you blow smoke rings:: no, but I know the box trick!
can you blow spit bubbles:: sadly not entirely out of my mouth
can you cross your eyes:: yeppers, especially when I smoke
Tie a cherry stem in a knot with your tongue:: yes, fun bartrick
Unwrap starbursts with your tongue:: that too
colored hair:: yellow, orange, reddish, fusia
tattoos and where:: none……yet!
piercing and where:: ears. meh
do you make your bed daily:: I sleep over the sheets
what goes on first bra or underwear:: undies
which shoe goes on first:: id have to say right
speaking of shoes, have you thrown one at someone:: yes…but more thrown at me tho.
how much money is usually in your wallet:: 80 dollars……
what jewelry do you wear 24/7:: wrinkly silver ring, spinny silver ring, beady necklace, silver ball chain(small and large) and sid vicious bracelet, kabbalah bracelet
what’s sexiest on a guy:: a leash
what’s sexiest on a girl:: “eyeliner” - fred
would you rather be on time and look ok or late and look great:: be on time I guess
do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it:: twirl, and without a spoon!
how many cereals are in your cabinet:: one, special K
what utensils do you use eating pizza:: none
do you cook:: no…well, pasta primavera…from a box….well anything form a box.
-GROOMING-
how often do you brush your teeth:: when I remember
do you shower/bathe:: I do, tho not now. I haven’t showered…wha!
how long do these showers last:: from 5 min to one hour
hair drying method:: air.
do you paint your nails:: yes
do you swear:: a whole fuckload
do you mumble to yourself:: constantly
do you spit in public:: hahah, yeppers
do you pee in the shower:: given logistic problems with girls, no, I donnot
in the cd player:: fred’s mix “faster”
person you talk most on the phone with:: emm…slowly I have stopped using the phone
what color is your bedroom:: white. With a huge requiem for a dream poster to add color
do you use an alarm clock:: yea, usually
name four things or people you're obsessed with:: Johnny “the sex” depp, fear and loathing in las Vegas, pink and black?, cradle of filth/dani filth
have you ever skinny dipped with the opposite sex:: yeppers
ever sunbathed in the nude:: no
window seat or aisle:: windowseat, I may sleep there, if not its just awkward
what’s your sleeping position:: complicated, it like pillow between legs but bleh, complicated
what kind of bed do you like:: hard beds
in hot weather do you use a blanket:: yeps, im cold blooded
do you snore:: nope, I smack my lips.…or something like that
do you sleepwalk:: no
do you talk in your sleep:: yes, I do
how about the light on:: soo, kinky
do you fall asleep with the TV or radio:: yes I do, sometimes…
-WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU-
had sex:: N/A
were kissed or kissed someone:: five days ago…I think…
watched bambi:: a month ago
cried:: five days ago…
talked on the phone:: like 2 hours ago
read a book:: currently
punched someone:: like an hour ago
where do you see yourself ten years from now:: hit by a bus…
who are you gonna be married to and where:: Id rather not know
how many kids do you want to have:: like 12, that would be enough meat for a some pates and steaks and burgers.
your profession:: janitor?
future school:: no idea.
-MUSIC-
is music important to you:: indeed
do you sing:: while I walk to school
what instruments do you play:: none, but I can play mary has a little lamb in all instruments.
what do you think of Eminem:: bleh.
in your opinion what band is the best of all time:: arrrggggggg…. Prolly pink floyd.
-DO YOU LIKE-
pop music:: yes- it irritates people
rock music:: yea
punk music:: small dosages
rap music:: bleh
hip-hop/RB:: bleeh
country:: besides Johnny cash, none
jazz:: yes
classical:: indeed
new age:: sometimes
hardcore:: very veeerrryyy small... ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1508164/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1508164/ Mon, 08 Dec 2003 17:32:44 PST
Friday: Zac’s birthday party. w00t! that was fun… I remember at one point of the party, Heroin by The Velvet Underground was playing on the stereo and the ambient built up with the song. One of those intense moments one will never forget. Afterwards, by 1am, we started watching videos like blah-blah-Christmas-puppies and a tutorial on how to play baseball. Later on we spent at least two hours trying to get on QVC…we made, what, like 4 memberships and by the time I left they still had not succeeded… kinda sucked that. and I guess you already guessed that most of us were wasted.

Saturday: Hermit day. I was hung over and basically chilled in front of the tube watching The Doors by Oliver Stone and pretending I was busy doing work. *___*

Sunday: fun fun FUN! Zac’s actual birthday and we head out to Knott’s Berry farm at like 8 AM! It was raining, but it didn’t matter. Twas fun that Kyle drove cuz Knotts is past Disney, so yea, in LA. It was ridiculously early and Judas Priest was playing ( “heeeee isssss theeee paiinnnn kiiilleeerrrr” lol ) and we were all hyped. We got on all the rides, except the time-travel-dinosaur one and well after much debate, we rode the Supreme Scream ( the ride that lifts you up slowly and drops you ). By 7, I think, we went to get some yummy dinner at ClaimJumpers. They sang, I found out I’m weird ( surprise surprise ) and, well, all around rad. Well, except the puke on the rock…Kyle and Zac were playing around with these rocks and the latter picked up this rock covered in goo. After much examining, we concluded it was puke… and, yeah, eww. On the way back it was foggy, but Kyle didn’t give a shit…we hauled ass and got back in like an 1h15m, if my memory serves me right. I ended up staying up ‘till 2 doing a poster for a speech I had to give on Monday…ahem…today, which went well by the way.

And now, a general look-see of the week that lies ahead...

Week: this is the laaaasssttt weeeeekkk oooffff clllaassseesss…w00t! so I’ll prolly be busy as fuck doing all my TAKE HOME tests. I’m so stoked about it (with a California accent and all. lol ) so yeah, all except math is take home… that would be way too much….

So yea, in conclusion, I’m off to do work, or something… lol.
Thanxxx for your attention

xoxo
fetish-kitten

p.s. look at the bunny-fuck!

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Music: Hits of Sunshine (For Allen Ginsberg) – Sonic Youth

today i
said goodbye
to my conflicted goddess
her lush eyes
show surprise
at how we could gather knowledge
the painting has a dream
where shadow breaks the scene
and the colors run off
blue is bashful
green is my goal
yellow girls are running backwards
until the nextime
with six hits of sunshine
the lights will blind up with blues in haiku
the shadow has a dream
where painters look to sea
the colors burn out
now i know where
i once saw you
stepping into muddy water
john’s reflection
decried perfection
now you walk him through the gardren
waiting in the wings
painters shade their dreams
with falling colors
see me wave good
bye forever
happiness the goddess lover
hurry back re
member last time
the hits of sunshine
the hits of goldmine
i’ll see you back tonite
where painters love the light
and yellow shadow girls
today i
say goodbye
to my complicious goddess
her hushed eyes
show surprise
and how we captured knowledge
i’ll see you back tonite
where shadows dream of light
let’s slip on outside

http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1484561/ Tue, 24 Feb 2004 22:01:29 PST

so now, all together!!

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me
We pillage, we plunder we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me
We extort, we pilfer we filch and sack
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Maraud and embezzle and even high-jack
Drink up me hearties yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me
We kindle and char inflame and ignite
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We burn up the city we're really a fright
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We're rascals, scoundrels villains, and knaves
Drink up me hearties yo ho
We're devils and black sheep - really bad eggs
Drink up me hearties yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me
We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1477208/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1477208/ Mon, 01 Dec 2003 17:32:54 PST
x0xO
ph3+I5h-k1T+3N ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1466366/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1466366/ Sat, 29 Nov 2003 11:52:20 PST
~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1446452/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1446452/ Mon, 24 Nov 2003 17:27:21 PST ), but that is another story. lol. Besides that I have an obscene amount of work and I must get to it. So with no further delay, I will leave you with yet another excerpt in Spanish, my apologies, but it is my thing right now. So yea. Love everything...except old people, opies should die…though not really. Obey the spork.

Stereosexual- Mecano

Cuando me desperté
y vi a otro tío acostao
de espaldas a mi lao
Me dije: ¿y el pavo este? ¿Quién es?
Luego ya razoné
la culpa es del alcohol
Debí mezclar ayer
hasta volverme maricón
¿y qué dirán de mi?
(Dirán que eres gay)
Lo tendré que asumir
(no te apures rey)
Me aceptaran tal cual
(veras como si )
Stereosexual
Con mi novia no sé
creo que se lo diré
de forma gradual
para que no le siente mal
Pero por el squash
lo mejor es no volver
no sea que un día en las duchas
no me pueda contener
¿y qué dirán de mi?
(Dirán que eres gay)
Lo tendré que asumir
(no te apures rey)
Me aceptarán tal cual
(veras como si )
Stereosexual
Y por otro lao
(por el lao de atrás)
no debe estar tan mal
(pero si es lo más)
Si hay tanto personal
(pruébalo y verás)
Stereosexual
Cuando me había hecho a la idea
el maromo despertó
y resulto ser una tía
con el pelo a lo Grace Jones
y aunque ya se fotocopie
por delante y por detrás
a mi me sale más a cuenta
por un lado nada más
¿y que dirán de mi?
(Dirán que eres gay)
Lo tendré que asumir
(no te apures rey)
Me aceptaran tal cual
(verás como si )
Stereosexual
Y por otro lao
(por el lao de atrás)
no debe estar tan mal
(pero si es lo más)
Si hay tanto personal
(pruébalo y verás)
Stereosexual

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1423614/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1423614/ Wed, 19 Nov 2003 14:16:42 PST -Mecano

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1403022/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1403022/ Sat, 15 Nov 2003 01:46:37 PST
ORIGIN OF LOVE

When the earth was still flat,
And the clouds made of fire,
And mountains stretched up to the sky,
Sometimes higher,
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs.
They had two sets of arms.
They had two sets of legs.
They had two faces peering
Out of one giant head
So they could watch all around them
As they talked; while they read.
And they never knew nothing of love.
It was before the origin of love.

The origin of love

And there were three sexes then,
One that looked like two men
Glued up back to back,
Called the children of the sun.
And similar in shape and girth
Were the children of the earth.
They looked like two girls
Rolled up in one.
And the children of the moon
Were like a fork shoved on a spoon.
They were part sun, part earth
Part daughter, part son.

The origin of love

Now the gods grew quite scared
Of our strength and defiance
And Thor said,
"I'm gonna kill them all
With my hammer,
Like I killed the giants."
And Zeus said, "No,
You better let me
Use my lightening, like scissors,
Like I cut the legs off the whales
And dinosaurs into lizards."
Then he grabbed up some bolts
And he let out a laugh,
Said, "I'll split them right down the middle.
Gonna cut them right up in half."
And then storm clouds gathered above
Into great balls of fire

And then fire shot down
From the sky in bolts
Like shining blades
Of a knife.
And it rippe... ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1394314/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1394314/ Thu, 13 Nov 2003 01:04:12 PST
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fetish kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1346613/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1346613/ Sat, 01 Nov 2003 13:24:14 PST
Enjoy:

Happy hallows eve, dear readers!

It’s definitely been a hectic week. I’ve been so close to hell its not even funny… yeah, California was burning and due to “bad air conditions” I have had no classes for over a week now. It’s basically been a week long party. When we get to the hallows eve party I fear it will just be another party, instead of the event it should be. Oh well. I won’t complain… I have no responsibilities…wee! Yeah, all I’ve really been fretting about is my costume. I’ve gone from killer klown to Japanese-something to witch to…(drum roll please)… a nurse. Yep, I’m going all out and dressing up as a nurse in this goddamned cold. Red wig, black dress, black little hat with a cross, fishnet thigh highs, and big black boots… I almost have everything ready, I hope it comes out as planned… Besides that, nothing eventful has happened…err…we watched the dark side of oz, got drunk, got wasted, did I mention get drunk? … Our mission was simple, to waste our educated minds for a whole week. We managed it all right. Prolly the only productive thing I did was the short film I was in. It was changed at last minute because the Psycho thing was just too complicated, so instead they decided to film the Brad-Pitt-burning-Edward-Norton-with-lye scene from fight club and, well, they needed a Marla. I only had two shots, but the latter was extremely fun. The first one was simple, turn towards the camera, easy enough ¿no? Now the second shot of Marla is when Edward Norton recedes into his cave closing out the pain. Edward Norton, played by Matt, had to lean in to kiss me, and I had to blow smoke in his face… very fun indeed, but I must go and get the rest of my outfit.

Enjoy yourselves and remember

EVIL = LIVE

xoxo
fetish-kitten

P.s. Exerpt:

A Gothic Romance (Red Roses for the Devil's Whore)
by Cradle Of Filth

"Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves
Under horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter
silhouette...." ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1310572/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1310572/ Wed, 22 Oct 2003 17:40:36 PDT
Posted by ASFM freak, pasta making, breakfast kiddnaper Gaby "en tus pies" Gut... (she's just weird that way):

Here's to the school that we honor,
Here's to the school that we love.
May she forever be remembered
For courage, faith, and truth. Rah, Rah, Rah!
Sing to her glory you students,
In the future years to come,
We will always fight for the red and white
As we cheer the the American School. Hurrah!

yea, so i'll leave you with William Blake's wise words for Marriage of Heaven and Hell

"Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling."

enjoy like lychee flavored non-carbonated soft drink...en tus pies
Thanxxx

xoxo
fetish-kitten

p.s. *bigger ass hug* (tee hee tee hee)

p.s.2 If you're bored, surfing, feeling adventurous or whatever, go visit NutZac
--> [link] OBEY ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1290518/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1290518/ Fri, 17 Oct 2003 20:42:15 PDT

Epitaph
King Crimson
In the Court of the Crimson King (1969)

The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path,
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind, I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path,
If we make it we can all sit back
And laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I’ll be crying.

thanxxx,

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1268893/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1268893/ Sun, 12 Oct 2003 19:50:03 PDT
Friday:

It was a horrible day to begin with, cold, cloudy, and just oogie. I had school that day, so I couldn’t just ignore the outside, so there I am, at school, reviewing for my calculus test. How lame is that for a Friday morning… So I ride the bus home, get home, and there is nothing to here either. I had recalled my friend Tania had proposed a little soirée at her place. So yay! Something might come out of this horrible day. By this time I was already drinking.
We gathered around the TV and watched Killer by John Woo to kill time. Kioshi (downstairs neighbor) and Pablo (front neighboor) were already at our place (because there was nothing to do), then came Matt (another neighboor) to notify us that he was bored as well, so we all agreed to attend the get-together. At the klatsch, we drank strawberry margaritas and incredible hulks, which require an explanation. It is basically Hpnotiq Liqueur Cognac, which is blue, with Hennessy, which is yellowish; the combination of equal parts of the two drinks make a green Incredible Hulk. Anywho, after a while (and I mean a little while, it wasn’t even 12:30) the PIGS came by and shut us up.
What ended up happening was that all the people who weren’t passed out and wanted to keep the gathering going went to Matt’s house. There we played bullshit, speed and pyramid bullshit (a drinking game that gave me the hang over I had the next day). Crystal and my brother left, Julie went to sleep, and all that was left was Scott, Matt and I. This particular combination lead to about 3 to 4 hours of philosophical and religious debate, the perfect way to end the night.

Saturday:

I was hung over, and it sucked ass. I wake up at about 2:30, maybe even later, and I get ready to go eat Thai food with Zac… or Zack …or Zak (a friend I met in the most peculiar way). So we go to this Thai place, the King and I, where they serve the best duck I have tasted in a while. We drank this strange beverage that was called Thai ice tea, which was basically tea with condensed milk (that was new). We ate, made fun of the waiters (just a little bit) and ended up walking on restaurant road. Prolly the strangest thing that happened was that we went to Fry’s… and not any Fry’s, the mega electronics store in San Marcos that is so big it has its own coffee shop and aquarium. We couldn’t last more that ten minutes in that retched place, it was loud and crowded and just oogie. Being that we are both incredibly indecisive, we took at least half and hour to decide what to do after the Fry’s thing. We ended up chilling at my apartment and watching SLC punk!, which brought dear memories from the last months in Monterrey (Love, Love, Love!)
To finish quickly, because I eventually have to work, in the less word possible: Super Monkey Ball 2, chain smoking and other fun and jolly stuff. (yeah)

Sunday:

Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus… *breathes in* … Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus, Calculus… you get the point.

So yea, I give you all my sincere apologies for this abrupt end. I will compensate later on, as for now…

“Do what Thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law, Love is the Law, Love above all”
- Aleister Crowley


Thanxxx,

xoxo
Fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1200875/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1200875/ Thu, 25 Sep 2003 13:29:12 PDT
Let us start with the intro to my apartment party I had almost a week ago. Apparently the word spread such that the PIGS came by 6 times in a span of 3 hours to shut us up… and not that we were really loud, I mean, we were trying to be respectful and all. But we hadn’t realized that there were two other parties going on at our apartment complex and that a dude had gotten a heart attack at one of the parties… also we hadn’t realized that the subwoofer was close to the wall of the only neighbors that weren’t at the party (and besides, the babies room was downstairs). So yea, our apartment was packed with people, the door was opening and closing with people bringing beer and other evil things (like the strawberry daiquiris that stained the carpet). When the reinforcement came and pulled my brother out by his shirt, we kinda decided that most of the people had to leave. The PIGS had setup road blocks at the entrance of the apartment complex, so if anyone drove out in the next two hours with some alcohol in their system, they would be arrested, and if any minor were caught, my brother would be arrested…yep, that’s how big and out of control our party ended up being…the cleaning up was the real bitch. When we woke up we were hung over and the entire counter was covered with empty beer bottles. There was UV reactive paint on the walls because of the slapping (since our apartment is completely UV reactive, we had UV reactive paints…bad idea… by the time most of the people were drunk they would poor globs of UV paint and would slap each other with it) we would find beer hidden in the sofa, behind the sofa, in corners, behind the TV etc. we had lots of beer left…but it was MDG...so meh! But half into our slow but sure cleaning scheme, our parents called. They had decided it would be “cool” for them to stay over a few days!... HOLY MOTHER OF THE PEANUT GOD! We worked our little arses of to clean everything up…We will not be having another party for a while… Christ on a low fat chesse cracker! That was hell… hmmm… after that it all went back to normal again. The only thing that remains is people coming up to my and saying “Your party was tight, dude! Whenever you have another one, count me in. I’ll bring the [insert alcoholic beverage]” and they scamper off.

Besides that event, I’ve been sick. I did my laundry (OH MY GOD! She finally did it!)…emm and I’ve had strange dreams...(yeah, I’ve started dreaming again. It had been a while since.)…If I think of something else to tell you, my faithful readers I will. I will now leave you with a poem by Margaret Atwood. (Extremely romantic with and evil twist...hehehe)

You fit into me

You fit into me,
Like a hook into an eye.

A fish hook.
An open eye.
-Atwood

thanxxx and until next time,

xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1151892/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1151892/ Thu, 11 Sep 2003 17:41:56 PDT
"The Way of the Samurai is found in death. Meditation in inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried by surging waves, thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by great earthquake, falling from thousand foot cliffs, dying from disease, or commiting seppuku at the death of one's master. And everyday without fail one should consider himself as dead. This is the substance of the Way of the Samurai."

"Matters of small concern should be treated seriously."

"Even if one's head were to be suddenly cut off, he should be able to do one more action with certainty. With martial valor, if one becomes like a revengeful ghost and shows great determination, though his head is cut off, he should not die."

"Our bodies are given life from the midst of nothingness. Existing where there is nothing is the meaning of the phrase, 'form is emptiness.' That all things are provided for by nothingness is the meaning of the phrase, 'Emptiness is form.' One should not think that these are two separate things. "

"There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road. By doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed though you will still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to all things."

thought i'd share that with you.
xoxo
fetish-kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1137059/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1137059/ Sun, 07 Sep 2003 10:35:06 PDT
"4 red commies, comming up"- he said
we drank those
"...acid drops..."- he said
"...lemon drops..."- he said
"...german bombers..."- he said
"...pickles anyone?"- he said

then we got hungry.
we cooked chicken in a clam/mushroom/blah sause and rice. yea, we were that hungry...but the kitchen by now was a nightmare. watermelon and orange werever you turned. martini glasses empty.

after the food they decided to go get beer. while they were off i snuck into my room and fell asleep. *yum*

yea, so that was my night
xoxo
fetish_kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1134452/ http://fetish-kitten.deviantart.com/journal/1134452/ Sat, 06 Sep 2003 14:25:28 PDT
so join me into a journey into my brain...

i know, i know

love and lava
xoxo
fetish kitten ]]> ~fetish-kitten