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Name: Marissa,M-A-R-I-S-S-A! Gender: Female
Interests: [Bands] - Green Day, AFI, Billy Talent, Jet, Lostprophets, Blindside, Linkin Park, The Distillers, Thursday, Stone Temple Pilots, Anti-flag, Mest, Fall Out Boy, Senses Fail, Marilyn Manson, Hidden In Plain View, Plain White T's, Train, All-American Rejects, Hoobastank, Blink 182, Taking Back Sunday, The Early November, Autopilot Off, Velvet Revolver, Steriogram, Muse, Smile Empty Soul, Three Days Grace, New Found Glory, My Chemical Romance, Brand New, Eve 6, Sugarcult, and much much much more [Movies] - SLC PUNK, Thirteen, Identity, Jackass the Movie, Fat Albert, The Ring, The Bad Seed, Grind, Not Another Teen Movie, Party Monster, Saved. [Shows] - Auqa Teen Hunger Force, Family Guy, Futurama, Sealab2021, Fairly Odd Parents, Jackass, WildBoyz, Viva La Bam, That's So Raven [I like photography, music and art...also..] MYSPACE.COM/RELEASE_THE_SILENCE. Expertise: I'm stupid.
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Member Since:
1/1/2005
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Hey LOOK.
I'm effin' updating.
My computer went BOOM.
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Yah so uh... I went paintballing.... and it was awesome-o. Check the pics and shit on myspace bitches.
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It's almost
CHRiSTMAS!
Yah sorta psyched... only because I get to give a lotta people presents and get my STRAWBERRY PANCAKE shirt!!
I have a new best friend. I named her FATISHA. She said Andrew and I were an ugly couple. I told her to go step on a banana. Andrew told her to go run on a tredmill. She called us stupid white people. I told her I was white. She called me stupid again. Her friends came over. Started calling me Cracker. I informed them that that's my actual nickname. They keep calling me Cracker. I don't mind. I tell them I was born in Northeast Philly BITCH. "Who you talkin' to?" I said "Myself, I need to remember these things." She called me "fuckin' stupid" "Don't use the fuck word in front of me, it scares me." She told me she wanted to spit on me. I said that's nice. "Say you'll spit back." "You'll spit back." "Say it." "It." She spit on my back. I told her I had a present for her. Her friends were like "SHE'S GOTTA GUN YO!" I pull out pieces of paper about some v.i.b.e thing for black people. "You have been chosen." "Oh I know what that be, that black people thing." She spit on my back again. I spit in her face. She ran away. She came back. One of her friends was like "Did she spit on your face?" Fatisha says "No" with my spit all over her face. Then some cluster of a buncho afro americano people yelling at me. I laughed back. Then my bus came. END. | | |
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Random girl on bus- "I hate that song...errrm what's it called.. it says 'beautiful' in it..."
Randomly Alex Fantini says out of no where - "Christina Augularia!?"
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HOLY HOLY JESUS! HAHHAHAAAHAHAHAhAHAHAHHAhAHhAhaHAHahHAHAHAHAA! So yesterday was official "SLOW UNDERSTANDING" day. Everyone wanted to hang but no one chilled untill like seven. It was supposed to be Kenny, Becca, Jocelyn, Andrew, Ben, and George... but Kenny, Becca & Jocelyn somehow couldn't come out... .
Andrew, Ben & George met me at Blockbuster and it was fucking freezing. I bought Anchorman, then returned it... then rented
ATTACK THE GAS STATION
Hahahahaha. Okay so this is what the back of the dvd says-- Four anarchist youths run amuck in the streets and ATTACK THE GAS STATION! Lord of the flies- style social engineering quickly breaks out amongst the hostages as punks pump petrol, gangsters are forced to rap, customer service becomes a fighting art and the gas station becomes a staging ground for an end-times battle between gangsters, punks and an army of moped-delivery boys.
^^Doesn't that sound like the best movie on the face of the earth!? Dude the underlined part is all ONE SENTANCE. Jesus susej HAHHAhahhahaha.
Yeah I really forget everything else that happend because I was laughing too hard during the horribly dubbed movie.... MY HEAD WASN'T BOBBING!
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*In 711* "Guys, let's buy corn!" __________________________________________________________________________________________

....This is called TTRP syndrome [Temptation To Remove Pants syndrome]..........
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| So two days ago it was national MONTANA DAY.
Went to see that damn Harry Potter movie with Becca, Kenny, Andrew, Jocelyn, and Jess. Cody and Shroom were supposed to go too, but they are anal retentive puppies. The movie sucked and ofcourse, everything got messed up again. Andrew and I ended up in a seperate theater then all them once again. They were all in a theater that we didn't even know existed. Then we thought they ditched us and wow we were in deep shit. Then the movie broke. Then this kid who's obsessed with me was in the row behind us [oh yeah we had to sit in the second row] and he was trying to talk to me and arrg it was annoying as hell. The movie broke at like the most suspensful part and all the harry potter addicts were like chanting harry potter and I screamed "SHUT UP!" and they did. Hahahahaa Andrew, we have the worst luck EVER.
Then we found everyone and we saw this man in a dress which highly disturbed Andrew and I. Yeah and he decided to only wear a t-shirt and we had to walk like everywhere so he froze I swear he just didn't tell me. Jocelyn's house is all big and bachingchong. OH YEAH. Andrew's button broke off his shorts. Please don't ask how. And no, not that way haha. Just a little tune written by Becca and I::
Pooplings and fruitwings and smuloots galore. Bird twats and bongshlongs and Montana X four.
It goes to the beat "Boom p-ch, boom boom SKIZERT p-ch"
That's all for now you Montana crazed kids. I AM THE MONTANA MASTER! | | |
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