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Call me Mis'a Mas'a

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships and Friends

About Me

Life, to me, is like a carmel (not caramel) apple. If you just look at the surface, all you see is a layer of carmel. Sweet and savory at best, sticky and sloppy at worst. Not everyone likes carmel and some would prefer candy, m&m's or even oreo's. Others, still, would prefer nothing at all. When you dig a bit deeper than the carmel, you get to the real meat of the matter, the apple. This is where things get interesting. You've got your Granny Smith apples, your Fuji apples, and even Red Delicious apples. All the apples, while covered with different, thin layers of skin, are relatively the same. They all have a layer of wax to make themselves more appealing, they all came from a tree, and every apple, if allowed to ripen, has, at it's core, the potential to make someone else very happy with its particular taste. Not to mention the possibility of being able to create more apples! If you go deeper still, you reach a part of the apple that few enjoy. The seeds. The seeds are at the very core of the apple and contain everything that is the apple. Every aspect of that apple was, at one point, contained within a seed. Almost no one will ever take the time to count the seeds, measure the seeds, or even consume the seeds, essentially making the apple a part of themselves. For those few that enjoy the entire apple, life is truly joyous. Everyone else simply disregards and disposes of the core and is left to wonder "what if." If given enough sunlight, water, air, and room to grow, every apple has the chance to have a stick shoved into them and be sold or given away. Sure, they may have a few soft spots and bruises, and worms and holes, but no apple is perfect. Only one thing is for certain, nobody wants anything to do with a rotten apple.Society is bothering me more and more everyday. As the imparted principles of people who don't deserve to have children leak into the collective gene pool of man, society as we know it is becoming poisoned with attitudes of necessary differences and corrupt ideals. This bothers me sooo much... But hell if I can do anything.Essentially, I'm one of the most fun people on the face of the planet, so sayeth me. Kids aren't my thing, but I want some someday. They aren't so bad if they behave, but when they kick and scream and whine and cry, I just want to punt them. Since that would label me a bad person for life, I temper my actions and don't actually do it... how I wish I could sometimes... I'm going to school for massage, yay. If anyone asks, my hands are magical. I'm not just saying that, I have people that will back me up. I'm very close to finishing my tattoo's. On the right arm is the mask of comedy, underneath it says "laugh now". On the left arm will be the mask of tragedy, underneath says "cry later". My basic principle on life. Life's to short, enjoy. If I don't know you, feel free to ask me questions about me. I love meeting new people! And there's always room for another friend.

My Interests

Long (intelligent) conversations, arguing, chess, being random, and laughing are always good. Also, I love proving myself correct and/or better than others. Not in a "Ha, I'm better than you!" sort of way, but rather an "I can sleep soundly tonight because I know I'm better than everyone!" sort of way. OK, so I'm a tad arrogant. But I've met very few people that can beat me in conversation and they are all very close friends. As much as I shouldn't laugh at dead baby jokes... I can't help it. Dead babies = funny. End of story. There are, of course, more things that interest me, but to list them all? That would not only take forever, but nobody would read it and I don't want to. So there.

I'd like to meet:

Jim Carrey, and Robin Williams mainly. I guess there are others... Uhhhh, Charles Manson, Marilyn Manson, Albert Einstein, Martin Luther King Jr., and assorted other geniuses of our time. (It asked about people I'd like to meet, not neccesarily LIVING people. Figure it out.)

Music:

I enjoy sooo much music. It's crazy how much I like. Some people say they like everything and I don't believe them. I can find at least one song from any genre that I can listen to, but will I turn on the radio and look for R&B, no. In no particular order, I would tune in the radio to the following: Dance/Techno, Oldies, Rock, Classical, occasionally Rap/Hip-Hop, and yes Country. I don't care what anyone says, John Michael Montgomery is the shit!

Movies:

Braveheart, Wit, Gladiator, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, Mulan (the disney musical, not the technicolor brain-sneeze on film), Chicago, Saw I and II, Hostel was pretty good, The Truman Show, and of course... Rent!!! The list goes on from there, and to list them all would take much longer than I wish to spend (similarly to interests). I love me some movies.

Television:

I don't watch a whole lot of TV, but I do enjoy Adult Swim. Family Guy, Futurama, Inuyasha, Home Movies, and last but not least Full Metal Alchemist. Great shows, all. And I made the mistake of watching VH1 for more than a few minutes... So now I watch Celebrity Fit Club 3, Flavor of Love, and just about any countdown shows or I Love the __'s. OK, maybe I do watch TV a lot. Stupid cable.

Books:

Anything from R.A. Salvatore, F2F by Phillip Finch, and that's about it. Books are for smart people and the antisocial...

Heroes:

As cliche as it may be, my grandfather. He's been through a lot and helped me through a lot. Other than that, I'd have to say George Bush. Anyone that can fool an entire country into thinking that Saddam was the one we had to take down when he technically didn't do anything is a hero in my book. Anyone that can fool an entire country into thinking the war wasn't for the oil is a hero in my book. Anyone that can do cocaine, have their father pay for the grades so they can get through school, ditch out of active duty without punishment, and still become president of the United States of America is a hero in my book. Thank you President Bush for being someone I can Idolize. I, too, hope to one day be evil enough to have the devil worship me.

My Blog

The Subject Never Has Anything to do With the Topic...

     I have realized that it doesn't matter what the Subject line of a blog is... If people know you, and even if they don't, they will read it.  Take this blog for example.&n...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 03:52:00 PST

If I Had To Be There For It To Be Funny, Stop Talking.

     I cried today.  It was the best feelings-related thing I have done in a very long time.  Normally I would be ashamed of myself or even be more upset that I showed "w...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Fri, 19 May 2006 06:36:00 PST

Breakfast, Brunch, Lunch, Snack, Dinner, Supper, and Dessert

     Do you ever feel like you just don't want to eat?  Almost like nothing would taste good, no matter how much you like it?  I was feeling like that earlier today, but ...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Wed, 15 Mar 2006 06:33:00 PST

Tears of Crimson On My Pillow

Awaking from dreams of reality,Shifting in place and opening eyes in the dark,I saw the inconceiveable again.It asked who I was and waited silently,Waited and watched."There is no true answer." The la...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Mon, 13 Mar 2006 11:28:00 PST

Don't Read This If You Dislike Socks

     This actually has nothing to do with socks.  I just don't want anyone reading this if they dislike those wonderful foot coverings.  I mean, come on.  What kind ...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 06:27:00 PST

Simply Titled: "Friends"

     Ahhh friends...  How great they are!  I've come to the conclusion that my friends rock some serious face.  It seems to me, even when I feel like I could br...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 06:18:00 PST

Can Anyone Tell Me Why?

     I'd consider today one of the least pleasant I've had in quite some time.  Sure, the movie was good, and the McDonald's was good (yay McChicken) but everything good about...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 01:10:00 PST

Who's Winning?! We're All Winning!

     Sometimes you can't help but feel accomplished.  Now is one of those times.  Go ahead, feel acomplished.  No, no... I insist.  Keep in mind, you can read!&...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 05:45:00 PST

The Best Drug Trip Ever

     Caution:  The following might not be suitable for the close-minded or those that base all things in a tangible reality.  You have been warned...    &n...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 05:26:00 PST

So Much New Blog...

     I'm having fun writing these.  Really I am.  I enjoy it for several reasons.  Of course I refuse to tell you, the reader, what these reasons might be, but it sh...
Posted by Call me Mis'a Mas'a on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 04:56:00 PST