http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:kissedbynothing&section=today deviantART RSS for by:kissedbynothing en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sun, 06 Dec 2009 06:14:43 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/8794614/ http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/8794614/ Wed, 17 May 2006 03:25:14 PDT ~kissedbynothing http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5974266/ http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5974266/ Tue, 19 Jul 2005 03:56:11 PDT Libbys cosuin came down on the first day, including James the 15 year gorgeous guy i go out with now. i knew who he was we'd just been calling each other and stuff, but when he walked in the room at Libs place i just fell in love with him. He is so amazing...ohhh i know i sound like a twit but he's just so wonderfull and i love him so much.
now i have to wait till i go and see my cousins till i can see him again or wait till the next set of holidays....10 weeks it just seems so long.
anyway...i better be off
buhby everyone
xox Leila ]]> ~kissedbynothing http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5691630/ http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5691630/ Sun, 19 Jun 2005 04:38:59 PDT
Why Women are Crabby
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>We started to "bud" in our blouses at 9 or 10 years old only to find that
>anything that came in contact with those tender, blooming buds hurt so bad
>it brought us to tears. So came the ridiculously uncomfortable training bra
>contraption that the boys in school would snap until we had calluses on our
>backs.
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>Next, we get our periods in our early to mid-teens (or sooner). Along with
>those budding boobs, we bloated, we cramped, we got the hormone crankies,
>had to wear little mattresses between our legs or insert tubular, packed
>cotton rods in places we didn't even know we had.
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>Our next little rite of passage (premarital or not) was having sex for the
>first time which was about as much fun as having a ramrod push your uterus
>through your nostrils (IF he did it right and didn't end up with his little
>cart before his horse), leaving us to wonder what all the fuss was about.
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>Then it' was off to Motherhood where we learned to live on dry crackers and
>water for a few months so we didn't spend the entire day leaning over
>Brother John. Of course, amazing creatures that we are (and we are), we
>learned to live with the growing little angels inside us steadily kicking
>our innards night and day making us wonder if we were preparing to have
>Rosemary's Baby.
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>Our once flat bellies looked like we swallowed a watermelon whole and we
>ee'd our pants every time we sneezed. When the big moment arrived, the dam
>in our blessed Nether Regions invariably burst right in the middle of the
>mall and we had to waddle, with our big cartoon feet, moaning in pain all
>the way to the ER.
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>Then it was huff and puff and beg to die while the OB says, "Please stop
>screaming, Mrs. Hearmeroar. Calm down and push. Just one more good push
>(more like 10)," warranting a strong, well-deserved impulse to punch the
>***** (and hubby) square in the nose for making us cram a wiggling,
>mushroom-headed 10lb bowling ball through a keyhole.
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>After that, it was time to raise those angels only to find that when all
>that "cute" wears off, the beautiful little darlings morphed into walking,
>jabbering, wet, gooey, snot-blowing, life-sucking little poop machines.
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>Then come their teen years. Need I say more?
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>When the kids are almost grown, we women hit our voracious sexual prime in
>our early 40's - while hubby had his somewhere around his 18th birthday.
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>So we progress into the grand finale: "The Menopause," the Grandmother of
>all womanhood. It's either take HRT and chance cancer in those now seasoned
>"buds" or the aforementioned Nether Regions, or, sweat like a hog in July,
>wash your sheets and pillowcases daily and bite the head off anything that
>moves.
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>Now, you ask WHY women seem to be more spiteful than men when men get off so
>easy INCLUDING the icing on life's cake: Being able to pee in the woods
>without soaking their socks...
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>So, while I love being a woman, "Womanhood" would make the Great Gandhi a
>tad crabby. Women are the "weaker sex"? Yeah right. Bite me. ]]> ~kissedbynothing http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5682942/ http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5682942/ Sat, 18 Jun 2005 04:58:44 PDT played netball today...kicked ass....44-23
was a perty good game, and we play a carnival at gunnedah tomorrow...so that should be good!
yeah waiting for mum n dad 2 go 2 bed so i can go out....
ahh the joys of being a teeneager...
i tried to make mum by me photo ahop today but she wouldnt grrrr ]]> ~kissedbynothing http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5642565/ http://kissedbynothing.deviantart.com/journal/5642565/ Tue, 14 Jun 2005 02:12:07 PDT i had TAFE this afternoon, it was so boring..now im on here...and fighting with photo shop..grrr it's so smegged in the head..

i have discovered a song that i LOVE...
Down by Blink 182...i heard it once and fell completlry in love with it..
Down
~ Blink 182


The drops of rain they fall all over
This awkward silence makes me crazy
The glow inside burns light upon her
I'll try to kiss you if you let me
(this can't be the end)

Tidal waves they rip right through me
Tears from eyes worn cold and sad
Pick me up now, I need you so bad

Down down down down
It gets me so
Down down down down
It gets me so

Your vows of silence fall all over
The look in your eyes makes me crazy
I feel the darkness break upon her
I'll take you over if you let me
(You did this)

Tidal waves they rip right through me
Tears from eyes worn cold and sad
Pick me up now, I need you so bad

Down down down down
It gets me so
Down down down down
It gets me so

dunno if you pplz like it..but my life revovlves around it at the moment ]]> ~kissedbynothing