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                <title>What goes around comes around</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 18:03:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im really sick of peoples one sided mind.  Like abortion they dont put themselves in others shoes.  I think its because if they did they know theyd do the same and they just dont want to admit it because its not normal or whatever.  I mean saying that someone should have been an adult and not of had sex although they where on the pill is sort of retarded.  No whats more retarded is calling that person a whore.  Not quite she had a boyfriend and tried protecting herself but I guess youre a whore for having sex with your boyfriend.  <br />
Then she said that so in so is fucked up because shes still getting it done.  Maybe if so in sos boyfriend didnt fucking dumb her she might keep it.  Better yet maybe if she was getting paid a little more then $400 every two weeks and not have a $500 rent due at the end of every month she wouldnt go though this.  But go figure in some peoples little world this is still wrong but then again you dont see them standing up and saying that theyll take care of the baby.  <br />
Here I was looking for a friend to listen to whats on my mind and I figured who better then my friend Ive had for five years because she always bitchs that nobody listens to her.  But I didnt even finish saying my first sentence and she said She shouldnt be such a whore.  I guess next time Ill tell someone thats more adultish or not brainwashed into the American way.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Birthday thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2005 08:39:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well it could have been worse.  I could have gotten a cavity search at the damn Canadan border but we got off lucky by being told never to come back again. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Big sister</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 08:30:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow ok so I've been really busy lately.   I got a job and today is my first day  off this week which is good cause Im  getting a lot of over time and its not  like its a hard job or anything.   There hasnt been a lot to write about  until last night really just work and  school.  Last night however was like no  night Ive ever had before.  Two of my  friends got in a fight yesterdayIll  call them Mar Mar and Be Be.  They  where a couple but every year around  this time they always break up because  of the same reason every year too.   Its spring and Be Be likes to leave  Mar Mar at home and fish with his  asshole buddies.  Their assholes  because they have no respect for Mar  Mar.  Well Be Be told Mar Mar to quit  her job which was paying for their  bills (she was a stripper.)  She did  and know Be Be cant afford shit and  keeps telling Mar Mar to find another  job which isnt very easy now a days  (Be Be works for his brothers trucking  company.)  Well Mar Mar also cleaned up  a little and went to rehab for  alcoholism.  Well to reward Mar Mar for  cleaning up Be Be celebrated by doing  shots in front of her (asshole.)  Well  back to last night Mar Mar tookor as  she likes saying stole Be Bes truck  which had is fishing gear in the back  of it and the keys to his boat lol.   Well sadly Mar Mar started drinking  last night again (I pulled the truck  into the drive way so Mar Mar wouldnt  smash it against the house and she  didnt notice that I took out the  Captain Morgans that she was drinking  and driving with.  I just got home from  work when Mar Mar pulled in the front  yard of my house trying to tell me  about their fight so I sat her down in  front of the computer so she could play  Pimp wars and fixed the truck then my  boyfriend got home and neither of us  ate so we went to Applebees and  watched Mar Mar get even more wasted.   Then we went back to the house and she  drank the rest of my Thunder punch  (bitch.)  Well she spent the night at  our house.  She and I stayed up late  playing games online and drinking.   Well today Im going to help her find a  job as soon as I wash some clothes.   Shes sorta like the big sister I never  had its cool.  I hope she stays  tonight too cause where going to some  drag races or somethingI cant wait. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Random celebrity facts 3/8/05 (Red hot chili peppe</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 09:04:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well today Im starting the Red hot  chili peppers.  (I love Dave)  Anyway  heres the first random fact of theirs.<br />
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MEDITATION ROOM-(small in size)<br />
All walls pipe and draped-Med to dark  color please (prefer not blue) per  advance. <br />
Room to be carpeted or please provide  one 6x9 area rug<br />
One armless fabric chair (or fabric  loveseat, if easier) per advance<br />
One coffee table<br />
Adjustable air conditioning-heater  (ABILITY TO TURN OFF)<br />
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Ok I wouldnt want to mediate in a blue  room either. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Random celebrity facts 3/7/05</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2005 11:16:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok this is the last of my stalking the  Foo fighters and tomorrow Ill have a  new band that I stalk, err love!<br />
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Venue staff: The band likes to have a  nice, quiet backstage area.  Purchaser  is urged to ensure that all personnel  are alert and of a professional  attitude.  Any autographs or photo  requests BY PEOPLE SUPPOSEDLY ON THE  CLOCK are frowned upon.  Venue  employees hanging out with no apparent  job or making out with girlfriends or  boyfriends is not fun for us either,  especially when people ARE PAID TO BE  WORKING.  Purchaser can forward all  requests, etc to Artists tour manager  on day of show. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Random celebrity facts 3/6/05</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Mar 2005 15:12:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dearest reader-This rider is comprised  of the things that make the band rock  you like a proverbial hurricane!   Please make every effort to provide the  following list.  Please do not  surreptitiously back through things to  save a buck or two.  The silly items  like gum and candy bars make a  difference to these boys that are far  from their families and friends.  The  band travels on its stomach, just like  Foreigner or Motorhead.<br />
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P.S. The first four items are NON  NEGOTABLE and MUST BE PROVIDED.  If  there is any problem please contact  ARTISTDIRECT immediately.<br />
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Six packs of Marlboro Red cigarettes in  the box.  (If you choose to take some  moral stance a $20 US buyout must be  substituted.  Remember, you are  promoting concerts, not saving whales.)<br />
Four pairs of white tube socks (US size  10-13)<br />
Four pairs of medium boxer shorts<br />
Thirty-six 1 liter bottles or Volvic  water chilled on ice-Please use Evian  as a last resort<br />
Two 12 oz Bottles of Mineral Water  chilled on ice Perrierl<br />
One case assorted sodas chilled on ice  (½ case of coke, ½ case assorted I.C,  7-Up, Dr. Pepper, Root Beer, Ginger  Ale.)<br />
One ½ gallon containers fresh squeezed  orange juice chilled on ice (Minute  Maid Pulp Free is acceptable if your  local juicer is lazy.)<br />
A large assortment of small bottles of  juices-Orange, Apple, Berry<br />
12 cans of Cran beverages-Ocean Spray  or some other reputable Cranberry  Company<br />
12 bottles of the following Snapples,  ice tea, lemonade, kiwi or other berry  flavors (mix n match.)<br />
Twelve bottles of imported or Micro  Brewery beer chilled on ice<br />
One case of Coors Light in bottles<br />
One ½ case of Victoria Bitter<br />
Six cans of Boddingtons (its a beer)<br />
Twelve bottles of Becks<br />
Twenty Four bottles of Gatorade- colors  shouldnt be: Blue, Riptide Rush,  Fierce Melon, Red and any other weird  shade they invent.  TAYLORS FAVORITE  (Fierce Kiwi-looks like a Christmas  tree.)<br />
Two bottles of quality red wine  (Merlot, Cabernet, etc.)<br />
Bottle of quality dry white wine<br />
Bottle openers and cork screws<br />
One bottle of the following: Crown  Royal Canadian Whisky<br />
Hot coffee and Thront Kote Tea setup  with honey, lemons and HALF AND HALF  creamer.<br />
One bowl of whole fruits (bananas,  oranges, apples, strawberries and white  grapes) for eight people-Please see to  it that the fruit has been washed.<br />
One fresh vegetable and cheese tray  with humus, pita bread, and crackers  (for eight people)-REMEMBER CAULIFLOWER  BLOWS!<br />
A juice machine (the Juiceman is a good  one) and a selection of carrots, apples  and beets<br />
One box of either of the following  cereals (Honeycombs/Lucky Charms/Fruit  Loops)<br />
One half gallon of low fat milk<br />
Two big cartons of Ednesoy soy milk or  rice milk<br />
One pound of sliced turkey in a wrapper  of some sort<br />
One pound of prosciutto ham or honey  baked ham, in a wrapper of some sort<br />
One pack of vegetarian meat (fake  bacon, hot dogs or fake turkey.)<br />
One Kinder Eggs (ask a European friend  for help.)<br />
One deli tray of various cheeses  (Cheese, unlike humans, does not  sweat.)-DAVE LOVES STINKY CHEESE-please  refrigerate until requested.<br />
Sliced white and whole wheat breads and  three baguette loaves<br />
One bag of Doritos (regular flavor.)<br />
One box of Slim Jim meat snacks.<br />
Eight frozen microwave burritos (to be  taken directly to the bus, so dont  cook em.)<br />
Four AA batteries.<br />
Three packages chewing gum.<br />
Ten energy bars-Tiger Milk or Granola  type bars.  Ask a hippy for a better  suggestion.<br />
Candy bars and chocolate.<br />
Napkins, utensils, bowls, plates, ice,  fifty large SOLO RED OR BLUE PLASTIC  drinking cups, etc (NOTE: NO  STYROFOAM.)<br />
Three bus trays of ice to be in Artists  dressing room ninety minutes prior to  showtime.<br />
One hundred clean bath towels and  several bars of soap (such as Ivory.)<br />
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Yes more Foo Fighter's ]]></description>
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                <title>Random celebrity facts 3/5/05</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 11:25:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dressing room: Purchaser shall provide  a clean and well-lit and  well-ventilated dressing room which can  comfortably accommodate 20 people,  restricted from the general public, and  as near to the stage as possible (close  proximity to stage is preferable).   Artist shall not be required to share  dressing room with any other performer,  except Supergrass, Oasis or maybe Led  Zeppelin.  Any graffiti or lewd artwork  should be covered up or modified.  Some  form of temperature control (fans, AC  or heaters) is and should be in the  dressing room as well.  Any strange or  lingering odors should be dealt with  and covered up wherever and whenever  possible.<br />
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This is on The Foo Fighter's contract.   I'm wondering what strange odors their  talking about lol.  I also wonder why  they wouldnt mind sharing rooms with  another boy band? ]]></description>
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                <title>Random celebrity facts 3/4/05 (Foo Fighter's)</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Mar 2005 19:07:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Im going to start random facts about  celebritys starting now!!<br />
<br />
Fact of the day: The Foo Fighters ask  for 80 free admission tickets for each  show!!  Best of all the winners of  these also get backstage passes. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Trip</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 10:59:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm leaving on Friday but only for a  week or so...not really sure.  Bye's ]]></description>
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                <title>Blah</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2005 16:38:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Once again I'm wondering if I could do  better in life.  Maybe I'm letting  people take advantage of me and I  should stop... <br />
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I thought that getting out of my  parents house would be the life I want  but now I feel that I should make a  bigger move to be happy. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Chipmunks and muffins</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2005 11:27:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes another useless but funny story.   My mom, my friend (Sara) and I went to  Canada for a weekend to stay at my moms   uncles (Peter) house.   The first  morning we where there a chipmunk broke  into the house.  Peter of course  thought it was hilarious having a  chipmunk running crazy in his house so  he decided to spend the whole weekend  casing the pest around with a video  camera.  My aunt made blueberry muffins  for breakfast that morning so I helped  her clean up before eating.  After  drying the dishes I turned around to  see the chipmunk on the table licking  my muffin.  Ewwww so I decided to go  hungry until lunch.  After a long  annoying day of listening to Peter  running around screaming There he is,  there he is!!  I finally convinced my  mom to take Sara and I shopping to get  out of the house.  I went to our room  to grab my purse and as I walked down  the hall to leave the damn chipmunk ran  from the opposite direction and ran up  my leg.  I screamed my freaken head of  and tried kicking the son of a bitch  off me.  Finally I kicked him against  the wall at of course at that time  Peter just ran in with the camera.   Besides catching the chipmunk running  down the hall he also got me screaming  on tape.  I want that chipmunk dead.   It ran up my leg and started licking my  muffin.  Everyone was cracking up  laughing.  Not realizing what I said I  repeated myself a few times.  My friend  Sara said Oh Jenn we all know you  liked it.  Being dim I said I did not  like it I want it dead.  It wasnt  until later that we watched the tape  and I realized what I was screaming,  how embarrassing. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Glamour buy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 12:50:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ One day this summer my friendnow  ex-friend Barbie invited me to go  shopping with her and her mom and some  boy they where babysitting.  I said  sure.  When I got to Barbies house all  three of them where decked out in  Harley Davidson clothes.  Im a biker  and I knew they werent fellow bikers  but Barbies mom said Lets go look for  a motorcycle.  I of course said Ok I  know of some cool stores.  These two  losers havent even taken their test  to get their bike permit and they  already had HD outfits upon outfits.  <br />
The first place I took them was to  Freedom cycle because I know the owners  and was hoping for a good deal.   Barbies mom (Karen) ran to the  choppers right away and said Wow this  is cool does Harley make these?  I say  Yeah those are cool bikes if you want  back surgery in ten years and no Harley  doesnt make them.  Detroit choppers  probably made these.  She got off the  bike and said Oh its not Harley I  dont want it.  After hearing this I  said Well I would recommend you dont  buy a Harley as your first bike.   Youll want a bike that you wont care  if you drop. (This women didnt even  know that you have to shift a bike and  how to steer a bike it was scary.)   Then she asked what bike Id buy.  I  showed her the cheapest Honda I could  find.  That was in Monroe.  It was only  a thousand dollars.  <br />
I told her Id start with that one so  she put money down on it.  The next day  she got insurance on it and we drove  back to the store so she could buy the  bikeshe took me to drive it home for  them.  We got there and she changed her  mind and we left I was pissed because  she was wasting my time.  The only  reason she gave for not buying the bike  was because it wasnt a Harley.  On the  way home she looked at a cigarette boat  and said Thats so cool.  I of course  said It has Im going to spilt in two  written all over it.   <br />
Then she lectured me about how she was  an adult too and how her kids dont  even talk back to her.  I couldnt help  but say Yeah cause your just a bad ass  biker right?  They already own a jet  ski that they never use so thats when  I figured out the bike was just gonna  be another glamour buy.  Their still  wanna bes cause they still constantly  wear the HD clothes.  I guess a couple  weeks later Karen bought Barbie a  crotch rocket.  I went over their house  and saw it and said Nice crotch  rocket, do you wear your Harley clothes  while righting it?  Its cute she has  to matching helmet and jacket to go  with her queer bike, she should join  the motorcycle boy club. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Smart bus</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 12:28:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are these ugly buses that drive  all around Detroit and downriver they  cost like fifty cents to ride on and  there dirty (Eminem rides on one in  8mile.)  Well Ive been noticing a lot  of homeless hanging out downriver  lately.  The smart bus is to blame.   The roads downriver have been getting  more and more potholes in the past few  yearsbecause of the smart bus.  Women  go missing because of the smart  busbasically women dont ride it  unless their in a gang or a prostitute.   Accidents happen everyday because of  the smart bus.  Traffic is backed up  because of the smart bus.  Drugs get  around easier because of the smart bus.   The smart bus really isnt that smart  is it? ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Follower</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 12:21:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well yesterday I hung out with my best  friends sister.  We went to Royal Oak  it was fun.  When she got home she  changed her coat because we wanted to  go clubbing.  She changed out of her  varsity jacket because her town is  known to be full of snobby people.  She  didnt want people to think she was a  snob (I dont blame her for changing.)   Anyway we didnt go to the club because  they was to many fat shallow sluty  chicks.  <br />
We went to a coffee house instead.   When my friend got home her mom told  her I dont like that your hanging out  with Jenn.  I dont want you to become  a follower.  First Im not a follower  Ive moved out of my house right after  graduation while all the rest of my  friends still live with their mommy.   Im to open minded and worldly to be a  follower.  Their mom on the other hand  is so closed minded and she cant stand  the fact that I look down on normal  people that go to church and where the  same cloths as everyone else, and  straighten their hair...you get the  picture.  <br />
I also like to make fun of these people  which she hates because most of her  friends are shallow like that.  Shes a  soccer mom and its sad she does tons  for the school and the community and  shes right in the middle of the rumor  mill.  What Im trying to say is shes  just an old women who needs a story  (mostly rumor) to make her life  interesting.  Her youngest daughter is  like that in a way its sad.  I hate  conformist they annoy me.  Only because  they base their life off of what  everyone else is doing.  <br />
I tend to be more out going and  adventures.  I hated the island she  lives on but she told her daughters to  only get gas on the island.  She thinks  the crime is low on the island but  seriously a mugging can happen  anywhere.  I hate the island cops to  because once they pull you over and you  dont live on the island they rake you  over the coals in tickets.  They need  to learn how to mind their own toobut  then again the whole island does.  Well  anyway back to their mom.  <br />
She thinks everything off the island is  a threat and that the island is  perfect.  What she doesnt know about  the island is all the fucking drugs  that go around and that her kids go to  school with most of the addicts.  Well  sorry for my rambling its just  annoying that she doesnt trust me  because I have more of a life then she  does. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Control</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2005 12:01:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well once again my friends sister is  controlling their family.  Its cool  how she leads everyone around on a  leash.  Her sisters even agree with me  that shes a bitchunless their just  saying that to be fake and fit in.   Anyway the spoiled bitch once again got  what she wanted, me not to go with my  friend and her shopping.  This happened  again on my friends birthday because  she didnt want me there I wasnt  invited.  <br />
Ive known this family for at least  five years and its sad her parents  dont trust me yet (Ill explain in my  next journal.)  This also happened at a  party that I couldnt go to because  once again miss priss bitch didnt want  me there.  Its not like Ive never  been mean to the bitch either shes  just mental and should get help for her  sudden mood changes its kinda  psychotic.  Once she told the whole  basket ball team that my bf and I where  going out and we kinda didnt want  anyone to know.  She opened her loud  annoying rumor making mouth anyway then  she has the nerve to ask my bf to buy  her alcohol.  Shes insane if she  really thinks hes gonna buy her  anything.   Well thats the bitch  sister next Ill tell you about their  mom. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Just to piss all you perfectionists off</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 19:34:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you ever noticed the complexity of  the English language and the way we  spell things? I want that all to  change. For instance, why isn't  "phonics" spelled phonetically? From  now on, we call it "fonyks."<br />
<br />
  Our new system of fonyks spells  absolutely everything fonetykly. So,  instead of double consonants, we'l just  use one, unles we realy need it to  pronounce the word corectly. Next,  let's just eliminate al apostrophes and  other special punctuation. Wel just use  periods to end sentences and triple  periods for a pause. I see no need for  the leter c. We dont need c for  anything speshial. We kan just use the  leter k or s.<br />
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  So now weve goten rid of a lot of  worysome leters. Lets kut of some  silent vowels that are paired with with  another vowel that doesnt sound right.  We dont need e at the end of sum sertan  words and sum vowls just dont seem  right when you pronunsiat them. Lyk o  and I yn words pronownsd lyk a u or y.  Whats up wyth that?<br />
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  Next we kyl sylent consonants lyk h  and gh. Thys wil wyrk prety wel ryt? We  just kut ar entyr letyr usaj yn haf.  Shur yt may seem kynda hard at fyrst  but just lyk any foryn langwaj ytul tak  sum getyng yosd to befor we kan ryt  fluwently. Yts al worth yt yn thu end.  U sav a lot uf rum on yor papyr for mor  wyrds and yt savs trys.<br />
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  Unuthyr way tu sav rum ys to yus  numbers yn plas of wyrds. I myself lyk  2 do that wuns yn a wyl. 4 a wyl tho I  wastyd lots uf rum wyth thu wyrds for  and to. I dont yus thos wyrds 2 ofen  now das.<br />
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  See ther U hav yt. Ar langwaj ys muj  betyr than yt yusd 2 B. I lyk thys a  lot and ar planyt wyl B a muj hapyer  plas with fonyks. ]]></description>
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                <title>Hypocrite</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 16:03:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seems to me that whenever I  want/need something (like cat litter or  baking soda or apple juice) its to  expensive.  Although its ok for the bf  to take his daughter out for a three  hundred dollar meal on Saturday. ]]></description>
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                <title>fuck today</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 15:27:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today started off like any normal day.   I woke up at five in the morning and  couldn't go back to sleep cause of my  bf.  Then he finally woke up and got  out of bed so I moved over to his side  of the bed to get comfy.  Then he  started bitching about how bad the cat  smells and how she needs to be  declawed.  He didn't leave until seven  and I didn't go to sleep until eight  yay a whole half hour of sleep.  The  headache I had did go away.  <br />
I went to school and got pissed at the  teacher because he always said he'll  let us out after discussing something  then remember another.  That went on  for a half hour and it started snowing  I was pissed I had to drive home in  that.  Then the bf came home at noon  instead of eight like he said he was.   I left and saw my mom but she was on  medication and crashed after a half  hour so I paid my three bucks to get  over the bridge and sat on my ass  adding my friends to my DA account.   Then the bf's bitch daughter called and  said that said that someone stole her  phone in school.  She should have known  better then to leave her purse  unattended.  <br />
The bf said to person did it out of  jealousy but I told him that people  will only steal something outta  someones purse if they hate them.   Then a guy from Best buy asked me where  Best buys money was from working the  haunted house.  Well he basically said  theres a rumor their not getting paid.   This guy has been annoying me about  the issue scene October and Ive given  him the treasures phone number numerous  times so he could bug him about it but  no he has to annoy me.  The bf made  tacos for dinner and blamed me for  burning the shells and the meatbut he  was the cook?  I had one taco there  nasty.  <br />
Ive figured out that Im wasting my  life.  Im going to school for ten  years just to go to work everyday and  watch animals die how fun.  Ive also  counted how many people take me as a  joke so now Im going to change my  attitude about everyone and say fuck  them when things dont go my way.  Oh  and the bf is drinking again yay  fantastic.  He got hypoglycemic the  other night but next time Im not going  to do a damn thing about it.  He should  know how to take care of himself.  <br />
While cooking dinner he sang an  annoying Mexican song which he always  does when he sees something Mexican.   It was cute the first time but nineteen  times after that you want to kill him.   Lastly my tax write offs came in and I  asked for help from the bf but he  wouldnt help me so fuck the tax write  offs.  That was my day. ]]></description>
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                <title>Damn my thinking</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 15:51:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well it happened again today.  I think  I've lost another friend she hasn't  been to class the past two days which  means she probably dropped the class so  what are the chance's I'll ever see her  again.  Just like my dad he left but  when ever I've meet him I wish I  hadn't.  Kinda like the kid who tried  raping me why did I have to see him  he's an ass.  I'm hungry I can't wait  for the bf to get home.  He said we can  go to Applebee's yay. <br />
	 I've begun to get a bit off-topic  now.  Which means I'm on a totally new  topic.  While I'm starting a new topic,  I'd like to be the first to state that  I don't like giraffes.  They bug me.   Always standing around eating the  leaves that are really high up, as if  to say "Hey, we can reach really far up  here, and your stuck down there killing  things like us for food."  It's kind of  blatant mockery that made us start  eating cows.  	Those mean cows...always  mooing at us as if to imply we're some  form of cattle.  I laugh as I eat my  cheeseburger.  That's right, my  cheeseburger.  Yay my bf is home now  all he has to do is shower then we can  go.  Im gonna get boneless buffalo  chicken.  Its always spicy but its so  good. <br />
	Now people are complaining about the  color of DA and some Emily doll.  The  bf wanted me to grab some soap but he  got it himself. ]]></description>
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                <title>Women driver</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 07:26:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok what can I say.  I am a goddess on  the road.  Not a lot of people can  drive a Mustang in the snow.  Well they  should try mine cause it of course is  rear wheel drive and has no anti lock  brakes.  Today I unburied my car from  the giant snow mound it was and slid  down my driveway.  Most people I know  would have lost control of the  deathtrap with four wheels.  Just  yesterday on my way to the mall half of  Eureka was closed because someone  thought itd be cute to flip their  Rumble bee off a I-75 overpass.  I mean  come on a fucking truck and my lil  Mustang was zooming by.  Well I have to  drive to the hospital to see my  mom...hopefully I won't end up in the  bed next to hers.  Wish me luck on the  road. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Happy birthday?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 17:04:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been thinking again.  Nobody  invited me to their b-day party this  year but they all ranted and raved  about how fun it was.  I'm going to  spend my next b-day alone.  Then tell  everyone how much fun it was. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Love sucks</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 16:49:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think it's over.  I hate him to much.   He's a good guy and a hard worker and  everything but he likes playing mind  games I hate him.  Once I get a job  it's done so I can get my own place. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Why I wouldn't get engaged to my bf</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 13:38:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok sure I love him and stuffI mean I  wouldnt be around if I didnt.  I  wouldnt marry him because he smokes  and drinks (a lot.)  Those are the only  reasons.  I figure if he respected me  enough hed respect the air I breathe  and stop smoking.  I want him to stop  drinking cause hes just stupid when he  drinks for example he runs into doors  and needs stitches or calls Laura and  bitchs her out and shell be a bitch  for a few days and call every ten  minutes and accuse not only my bf but  also me of saying mean things to her  kids.  Its just stupid.  I hope this  isnt to much to ask. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Uber bitch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 13:29:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes another entry about my stupid bf.   He still answers to his ex like their  still together.  Like if she ask's him  where he is and who he's with he'll  tell her.  I'd never tell the bitch  anything.  Today she asked for five  hundred dollars for a plane ticket to  Florida wtf?  He was writing the check  when I asked what it was for and he  replied "For Laura to go to Florida."  <br />
I said "Absolutely not she can wait for  you to pay child support."  I know it  really wasn't my place because it's his  money but still like I explained in my  I don't care journal entree...we don't  have a lot of money.  It's like Laura  still owns him.  If she say's get away  from Jenn so we can talk he will and  she says that every time she call's.   Whenever she calls she screams at him  for seeing me.  <br />
Its been two years the psycho bitch  needs to get over it.  Today she  screamed at him for saying "I love you"  to me on the phone when his kids where  around.  I should fucking hope he says  he loves me...we are going out and he  has boughten a ring for our engagement  (I'm still wondering that but thats a  whole other story I'll get to.)  She  and her kids need to stop being asses  and get into reality.  They treated him  badly so he left them.  One time I  answered his cell phone because he was  hypoglycemic and it was Laura and she  threw a fit it was retarded.  <br />
She needs to grow up.  What should I do  about this?  She hates me I hate her  and have a PPO on her thats not what I  want to change.  I want to change how  my bf still lets her control him...how  do I change that? ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>I don't care</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 12:51:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well today my bf tried once again  lecturing me about the fact we don't  have money.  He wrote down every single  debt he has to pay and food and gas  expenses.  Then I snapped and said  "This is the fiftieth fucking time  you've lectured me about money just  like how you constantly tell me how  much the cat makes the house smell."   Then he said that I don't care.  I've  been thinking about what I do care  about the people in my life and my pets  but I didn't think about money.  I'd  think that not caring about money was a  good thing.  Nabe he cares to much  about it.  <br />
Then he lectured me that he needs to  start another part time job.  It's  annoying.  After he said that I don't  care about anything he left to take his  daughter shopping...with the money we  don't have.  The past four nights he's  also went to her cheer competitions and  those cost money to get into.  Is it me  that doesn't care about the money...or  him? ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>DUH!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 13:51:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you ever felt like your the only  person with brains.  I feel like that  considering this is the second time my  boyfriend spilt pop on my laptop.  Damn  it.  The first time was sorta cute in a  this is funny you'll laugh about it  tomorrow kinda way but now it's sorta  annoying. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Thinking again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 09:15:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok I've been thinking some more...I  know this can't be good.  If someone is  always unhappy for no apparent reason  can they make you unhappy too.  Blah I  just want normal friends that dont need  mental help. ]]></description>
                <author>~thunderpunchgal</author>
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                <title>Hmm</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 09:03:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been thinking a lot and mostly  when this happends I end up hateing  myself or someone else but in this case  its many people.  I've been thinking of  the people I know and if they really  amount to anything.  I've been thinking  theres more bad then good in these  people.  They have nerve to point out  my faults but they dont stop at look at  themselves.  Well a new semesters  starting in two days so nabe I'm meet  new people.  Latly when I've meet  someone new they end up moving well or  I move.  <br />
Nabe it's me that should change and  stop being a nonconformist nabe thats  my problem and people judge me by first  impression.  I dont think I'm to hard  to get along with I just like effort  put from others I guess.  I hate always  buying stuff for my friends sure I'm a  friend and it's cool every now and then  but some times it doesnt add up.  It's  not only money either.  It's time I  feel that I go out of my way but nobody  else would.  I also feel that I  tolerate more shit then I deserve and I  should just stop and start being a  bitch.  <br />
I tend to read people to much though.   Like last night I was eating dinner in  Applebees and some women four tables  behind me needed a mussel she was so  loud.  I read her like a book and knew  her within the first five minutes of  her rambling.  She was talking loud  because she felt in superior.  This has  a lot to do with your father and  growing up.  She was with two men so  she also felt low around them.  <br />
Then to state the obvious her kid was  adopted.  She must be taken addvantige  off a lot.  Well anyway that was an  example but I do that to everybody when  I first meet them.  I don't make that  my first impression though.  I don't  know if doing this is a bad thing or  not.  Doing this helps me get what I  want out of a relationship but nabe  it's harsh but then again nabe it  protects me.  Anyway I've been doing  this a lot to my "friends" and I just  don't feel impressed with them anymore  I guess. ]]></description>
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