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BASICS

Height:

164 cm - 168 cm (5'5" - 5'6")

Weight:

46 Kg - 50 Kg (101 lbs - 110 lbs)

Birthday:

January 22, 1991

Sexual Orientation:

Heterosexual

Dating:

Dating

Living Situation:

Living with roommate(s)

Location:

Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada

Join Date:

04:47am | May 27, '07

Profile Updated:

05:28pm | May 18, '10

Last Active:

3 hours ago

INTERESTS

Reading Material:

Mysteries, Myths and Legends, Non-fiction

Movies:

Horror, Psychological Thrillers

Art:

Writing

Animals/Pets:

Cats, Dogs, Rabbits

Video Games:

First person shooter, Fighting

Cars:

Audio, Tuning

Music:

Happy Hardcore, Hip-Hop, Rap

Sports:

Rollerskating

Activities:

Drinking, Partying, Pool/Billiards, Reading, Raving

Outdoor:

Camping, Fishing, Going to the beach, Suntanning

Computers:

E-mail, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net

THIS IS MY NUT SHELL

We live as though the world were as it should be, to show it what it can be.

dose the dislecsic atheist not believe in dog?

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Im complicated not unlike my page.....scroll down and brace for the impending insanity
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stories random things that atually happined and things i have to say ( aka the boreing stuff)
Quotes, books or possibly movies that i like
jokes...jokes and more jokes there is a distinct possibility that they will be dirty ..oops did i say possibility i ment cirtinty
for more pics dig the gallery open to all mostly me and the gang but worth the spectating
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non compos mentis

ok so i figured i had better do one of these eventually... you can only get by on looks for so long rite....

....before someone bitches me out i was jokeing (just for the reccord). hmmm so things that i like books and movies

im a tiny bit obsessed, but it is a healthy obsession.....i mean it isn't like i stand outside of chapters and howle at the moon or anything

ok so there was that one time

......im not actully this wierd i just had alot of coffie today

A man and a woman meet at a bar one day and are getting along really well. They decide to go back to the woman's house where they engage in passionate love making.
Suddenly, they hear a noise at the door and the woman says, "Quick, my husband is home. Go hide in the bathroom!"
The husband comes up into the bedroom and looks at her. "Why are you naked?" he asks.
The woman smiles and says coyly, "Well, I heard you pull up outside, so I thought I would come up here and get ready!"
"Okay," the husband replies, "I'll be back in a minute."
Before his wife can stop him, he goes into the bathroom and sees the naked man standing there clapping his hands. "Who the hell are you!" the husband asks.
"I'm from the extermination company. Your wife called me in to get rid of the moths you are having trouble with."
The husband, getting angrier by the moment, exclaims, "Then why are you naked!"
The man then looks down at himself and exclaims, "Those little bastards!"

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viginty-three

hmm so as far as books go lets see pretty much anything by christopher moore or darren shan is good for me they are both freaking hillarious and of corse in the case of darren extremly gruesome...which is definitly something that i look for when it comes to stuff to relax me

~lord loss
~demon theif
~slwater
~bec
~blood beast
~demon apocalypse
~twisted
~a dirty job
~you suck: a love story "it's not like i asked for this i didnt come to the city looking for a girl who's only joy in life was sucking the bodily fluids out of me......ok so mabey i did but still"

~blood sucking fiends
~i: the creation of a serial killer

hmmm so just for random, i am bored because i'm skipping school, fun lets tell the marsha (marsha yep thats me) gets really drunk and tries to break her fall with her face story shal we

. Hehem!! So it was a dark and stormy night in the middle of 17th century london.....

oops wrong story

were was i oh rite... so just for the heck of it we decided to mark my friend codys b-day like every b-day should be marked....with lots of vommiting. so off we skipped to go and buy illegal alochol ( wholesome ain't it )
once we had aquired te nessary supplys the merryment began

and now there is something you may not know about me.......i have (or had rather, but i am getting ahead of myself) never been drunk

(GASP!!!!!) i know rite, (ohh the shame) but it wasn't for lack of trying i just always figured that i was not drinking enough (i love my logic don't you) so this night i set out with a mission...which i cant seem to recall at the presant time i don't know why

anyway the festivites progressed and we walked and drank, and walked and drank ,and walked and drank stagred and drank.....anyone see were this going.
Now genus that i am i decided to hang onto a guys handle bars

(that was a completely random sexual inunedo, it was totaly plutonic i swear ) anyway we come to aproach this curb and my fairly inebreated mind says "oh look theres a curb, be careful you wouldnt want to trip" so i steped over it like a completely normal sober person (mom would be so proud) but all was for not.....if this story had a happy ending it would not be nearly as much fun....i got about 5 more steps before i blacked out and fell WHACK!!!!! directly on my face...god forbid i would stick my hands out wouldn't want to hurt them after all.....it is a much better idea to use my face so thats what i did...the next thing i remeber is me on the ground and my friend lets just call her rox* is all "oh my god, oh my god, are you ok"
And of corse the me who is logical, was not present for the drinking part of the night ( left on protest ....bastard! )and i couldn't realize what the big deal was this is my mind at the time... "i mean cant a girl lay on the ground without.....wait a minuit when did i lay on the ground...and why dose my face hurt and what is all this water doing on me...oh wait thats blood that explains....every....wait no it explains nothing at all" yep that was the part were i really needed a roadmap to the stuation because it seemed that 2+2 no longer =ed 4

.......anyway the moral of the story or rather the point is that i could not possibly have asked for a better "the first time i get drunk story"

cheers all!!.....
oh and if i can be wise and attatch a moral just for fun.....you always fall the whole point is that it is always a good story to tell the grandkids

.....(Oh yea i'm wise) and of corse if this story could get me in any trouble it is a complete work of fiction

*the names have been changed to protect the innocent and totaly responcible

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ok quotes...i have this wierd habbit of remebering what people say

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"if the world was prison america would be our b#@$h......because we're bigger and we're on top"

"define irony, a bunch of idiots danceing on a plane to a song that was recorded by a band that died in a plane crash"-steve bushemi Con Air

"everything floats down here, if it's mass per square unit is equal to or less than that of the mass per square unit of air" - robot chicken

"i could not stop for death so he kindly stoped for me" -emily dickinson

"not unlike a toaster, i control the darkness"- abby normal A Dirty Job

scientist: "why did the chicken cross the road?"
chicken: "bak?"
scientist: "to die in the name of science!!!!" - robot chicken

"those acts of God really stick it in and break it off don't they" - george clooeny Dusk Till Dawn

"theres no I in team griff"
"yea well theres no U in team either, and if im not on the team and your not on the team than theres no one on the F@#KEN team!"- red vs. blue

"she walks in beauty, like the night" byron

"They'd figured out early on that vampires do, indeed'cast reflections in the mirror,just like they could tolerate proximity to crucifixes and garlic. (Tommy had run experiments on jody wile she slept, including many involving chreeleader outfits and presonal lubricants)

lol - you suck: a love story, by christopher moore

"Dear Governor Axtell. I've heard that you will give 200 dollars for my head. Perhaps we should meet and talk. I am at the Juarez village at the border. Send 3 men, and instruct them not to shoot, as I am unarmed. In short, Sir; I surrender. Your obedient servant William H. Bonney. PS: I changed my mind. Kiss my ass." - william H bonney, young guns

lascivio cum mihi

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This big guy walks into a bar to have a beer, he sits down next to this old man who is beginning to show signs of merryment if you know what i mean. After a few beers the old man turns to the guy and says "your mother gave me a blow-job" the guy looks at him and than like nothing had just happined gose back to his drink. quite a few drinks later the old man once again turns to the guy and this time he says "i slept with your mother" this time the man once again looks at this man and smirks. The man out raged by the young guy not reacting slams his drink down and screams "GODDAMIT I F#@$ ED YORU MOTHER!!!" This time the guy turns to him with no more interest than before and says "Dad go home your drunk"

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ok sooo this weekend was a tiny bit no-rest-for-the-wickedish

....soo wanna hear my story huh huh huh..ofcorse you do thats why your reading this logic rocks

and now back to our regular schedualed programming
we went to the alexisonfire concert and by we i mean me, nathen, teresa, roz, and matt we got stands tickets and than just jumped over the devider like the hoodlums that we are and stood in the crowd... anyway restless little vixen that am (or atleast fancy myself as such)i wanted to venture further into the breach. Alas none of my comrades would follow me so i went stag. So off i go all alone

into the crush of people, a lone ranger, solitary soldure, single musketeer...oh kay thats enough metiphores for one day
when i get to the moshpit thingie i get kinda sucked in smashed around a bit than into it

so i start to smash back and the entirity of one side throws me at this guy but he has way more in the mass department than me therefore i hit him like a brick wall and slam onto my back and elbows ( thats gunna be a bruse) a midst running falling people....( this is it, good bye world this is were i meet my tragic end trampled to death by a herd of thrashing punks) i had just made my peace

and my life had finished flashing before my eyes (good show if you havn't seen it) when i realized my entire lack of deadness as a matter of fact people are completely trying to grab me and pull me back to vertical-ness ( most conciderate moshpit ever) that is until this one guy ( quite possibly the one i smacked into) decided to come in after me ( my hero* bats eyelashes*) grabs me around the waist sets me rite and smiles.....and that was my triumphant conquring of my iminant demise...i laugh in the face of death and than hide quietly until it gose away

so after my near death experance ( seriously i was about 10 shoes away from becomming a stickey smudge on the floor ) so anyway tired of fighitng alone i go out to drag the cavelry kicking and screaming back with me because if my friends refuse to share the concert experance with me i will force it on them

nah im kidding she didnt put up that much of a fight as soon as i drugged her she was compliant

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err i mean never mind
so anyway i braught her up there was fun and the show began to come to a close so i totally crowdsurfed it was fun i got thrown on people crushed them to the ground than they did the same to those who were infrount of them ( such is the way of the crowdsurfing force) nearly landed on my head twice but totally worth it

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The head nun tells the two new nuns that they have to paint their room without getting any paint on their clothes. So the one nun says to the other, "Hey, let's take all our clothes off, fold them up, and lock the door."

So they do this, and begin painting their room. Soon they hear a knock at the door. They ask, "Who is it?"

"Blind man!"

The nuns look at each other, then one nun says, "He's blind, he can't see. What could it hurt." They let him in.

The blind man walks in and says, "Hey, nice tits. Where do you want me to hang the blinds?"

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ok so i know my page is getting massively long and very few peopl have the patiance to read all this but trust me its worth it this is by far my favorite story off the internet wile the fact that it may or may not be true is still under debate. i think that this is ingenious eather way

~~~~~~~~~~~Bizarre Death~~~~~~~~~~~
1994 Urban Legend
At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, AAFS, President Dr. Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the legal complications of a bizarre death. Here is the story:

On March 23,1994 the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the head. Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a ten story building intending to commit suicide. He left a note to that effect, indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window which killed him instantly.

Neither the shooter nor the descender was aware that a safety net had been installed just below at the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.

"Ordinarily," Dr. Mills continued, "a person who sets out to commit suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might not be what he intended, is still defined as committing suicide."

That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to certain death, but probably would not have been successful because of the safety net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had a homicide on his hands. The room on the ninth floor, whence the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun. The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger he completely missed his wife and the pellets went through the window, striking Mr. Opus.

When one intends to kill subject A but kills subject B in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject B. When confronted with the murder charge the old man and his wife were both adamant. They both said they thought the shotgun was unloaded. Thed old man said it was his long-standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her. Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, the gun had been accidentally loaded.

The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the fatal accident. It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother. The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus.

Now comes the exquisite twist. Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to jump off the ten story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window. The son had actually murdered himself so the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide.[/size]

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