I am Miquette, hear me roar. If I were a plant I'd be a venus fly trap so I could lure you in with my sticky sweetness and eat you alive. I like pretty colors. I'm a vegetarian. I hate the human race for all the death and destruction we cause. If I had a super power it would be to read minds. I hate girls. I'm one of the guys. I like shiny objects. I'm easily amused. When I grow up (if it ever happens) I want to BAKE COOKIES FOR THE WORLD! I like making forts out of random objects, tables are good sometimes. I also like doggies, salt, sleeping, transforming into a super hero, pet rocks, collecting name tags with other peoples' name on them, singing loudly and off key when no one is around, dancing with drunk people (its the only way my dancing can look cool). I hate being wet. I love the rain. I love hot tubs. I never contradict myself. I love to laugh and those who can make me laugh. I'm addicted to salt, sugar is my crack, I am a pirate...Thars cookies to be plundered! MOST IMPORTANTLY: Cheesy pick up lines are the key to my heart! Oh yeah...and sometimes...I...CUPCAKESSS! Also, don't get involved, I will only complicate you.
Remember how it all began The apple and the fall of man The price we paid So the people sayDown the path of shame and let us dare To bite the hand that fed us Fairy tale, the moral end Wheel of fortune, never turns again Never turns againThe worst of it has come and gone In the chaos of millennium And the falling out Of the doomsday crowd Their last retreat is moving slow They burn their bridges as they go The heretic is beautified Teach the harlots child to smileRocked again by indecision Should we make that small incision Testify, to the bleeding heart inside We cut, we scratched We ran, and we slashed And when he opened up at last Found a cul de sac Deepened black Of smoke and ash Deepened black Smoke and ashThe wicked king of parody Is kissing all his enemies On the seventh day On the seventh week The tyrants voice has softened now But just for one forgiving hour Before the rise of his Iron fist again Fist againIve come tonight Ive come to know The way we are the way well go And to measure this The width of the wide abyssIve come to you in restless sleep Were all your dreams turned bitter sweet With voodoo doll philosophies Day gloy holy trinities The wicked raft that leaves the shore Of ferries drunken souls a board Pilgrims march to compostela Of visions of their saint in yellowFollow deep in trance Lost in a catatonic dance Know no future Damn the past Blind war, ecstatic To save their lives
Tool, APC, E-RACE, Sublime, Rancid, Immortal Technique, Nickelback, Fly Leaf, Garbage, Manson, Zombie, Incubus, The Anix, Evanescence, The Distillers, The Spice Girls (of course), The Black Eyed Peas, The Dixie Chicks, Zombina and The Skeletones, Flogging Molly, Incignia, Static X, Modern English, Fort Minor, 3 Doors Down, and everything inbetween. I don't like the band much but the video is amazing.
The Fountain, Benny and Joon, Wayne's Wolrd, What The Bleep Do We Know, Josie and The Pussycats, Spice World, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, House of 1000 Corpses, Seven, Saved, Star Wars...the classics, Ghost World, Jawbreaker, Ghostbusters, Donnie Darko, Aeon Flux, Pumpkin, V for Vendetta, Silent Hill, Return of The Living Dead. And of course...none other than Project X...the monkeys comandeer an airplane and fly away into the sunset at the end...whats not to like?
I never really watch tv anymore. However, sometimes I do enjoy Invader Zim/ Reno 911/ Medium/ SPCA on animal planet eventhough it makes me cry...i know.
Does Johnny The Homicidal Maniac count? I actually love reading real books when I have the time. First off, I love EVERYTHING by Augusten Burroughs. All time favorite would be Conversations With God by Neale Donald Walsh although its a little preachy at times but it generall follows all of my personal beliefs. Then secondly, although I was required to read it like 5 times in High School which I never really minded, Catcher In The Rye by J.D. Salinger. Then there is The Lovely Bones by Alice Seabold, The Rapture of Canaan by Sheri Reynolds, and Grassroots Zen by Sterger. My dream is to have enough free time to just sit around and read for like a month straight, but I'm lucky if I get 3 or 4 leisure books a year.