About Me
I am a mean ass bitch. hahaha yeah right... Have 2 different colors in my hair presently... it is sooo cool you know every time I walk down the street and people stare and I laugh because I think of what they could be thinking of me... o it is funny because I have a mohalk but still have all my hair....I have a big ass streek of marron and on the side I bleached it soo it lookes like I shaved my head but, really I didn't o and I am over weight soo it makes it that m,uch worse... o well ya I have brown eyes and am Greek and I have some big ass lips that all my friends want o well ya but I am truthful and I act the same way to every one which means that if I am having a bad day you will know because unlike a lot of people I don't want to put another face on soo you don't have to pretend like everything is ok, but really you know it is not... ya that is me and I have 2 dogs, a little brother which is surprising about him he is prety popular for a tall gangally white boy, and he is funny but whatever... and I have a sister that is attending UCSD and she is away from me now to be there ( Megan i hope you read this you suck majore ass!!!) and my parents they are ok... and I play the flute and I think I am actually getting better but i am ok right now but omg I totally rockes spring concert last year I played my last solo ever and I played "Think of Me" from the Phantom Of The Opra... It was amaizing you should have all been there. well ya that is prety much me and buy,
Virginia Janeceo and P.S. I love piercing my ears!!! sweet!!! I know!!!A - Anti-tragus - This piercing is through the thicker cartilage piece adjacent the tragus, attached to the rim of the ear.
C - Conch - also, conk. This term refers to any piercing through either the inner or outer shell of the ear.
D - Daith - This inner ear cartilage piercing is just above the opening into the ear canal. The name comes from the Hebrew word meaning �wisdom.�
H - Helix - Outer cartilage ridge piercings. This is a popular location for multiple rings, which can be set around the rim, or through the ridge itself.
L - Lobes, stretched - These are bigger gauge holes, usually lower down on the lobe. The smaller the jewelry gauge number, the larger the hole. Jewelry for these can be like tiny tubes or plugs and go up to about an inch and a half in the more commonly found largest sizes. Authentic, tribal jewelry is wearable in these sizes with elaborate, hand-carved pieces crafted from materials such as bone, stone or wood.
R - Rook - These ear piercings goes through the stiff ridge in the fold of the shell of the ear.
T - Tragus - This piercing is through the cartilage chunk just next to the opening of the ear canal. If you are fond of ear bud style head phones, be careful how you set this piercing, as placement deeper into the tissue or a larger gauge ring can interfere with how the buds seat themselves in the ear conch. (the map is on the second page of my photos)If you grew up in the 90's you've gotta read this!!!Anybody under the age of 13 should not read this, and if you do, you should not repost this.Just because you were born in '97 doesn't mean you're a 90's kid.It's not like you could remember the original Simpsons. I am sorry but three conscious years of the 90's just wont cut it.You're a 90's kid if:You remember watching Doug, Ren & Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain , and Two Stupid Dogs.AAAAAAAH real monsters.You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!You just cant resist finishing this... "Iiiiiiin west philladelphia born and raised..."You remember TGIF on ABC. Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World.You remember when, 2Pac and Selena died.You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.You remember reading "Goosebumps"You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record "Your FAVORITE song of ALL time"Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.Captain Planet. He's a Hero.You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.You remember when super nintendo's and Sega Genisis became popular.You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos... but never taped anything funny.You remember watching home alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"You remember watching The Magic School Bus, Wishbone, and Reading Rainbow on PBS.You remember when Yomega Yo-Yos were cool.when you were grown up when you turned 7, cuz you could watch are you afraid of the dark because it was tvY7!You remember those Where's Waldo books..You remember when Mortal Kombat Was "Da Bomb"!U remember eating Warheads.(those sour candys)You remember watching the 1st Batman, Aladin, Ninja Turtles, and 3 Ninjas movies.U remember Ring Pops.U remember drinkin' Fruitopia and Surge.if you memeber when every thing was "da BOMB"when they made the new lunchables so that you could make tacos and pizza!!You remember boom boxes vs. cd playersWriting M.A.S.H. notes. (and the twenty different versions of that)Making those little paper fortune cookie things.. and then predicting your life with them.You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"You played and/or collected "Pogs"You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere...Furbies.You haven't always had a computer, and it was cool to have the internet.And Windows 95 was the best.You watched the original cartoons of Rugrats, Power Rangers,and Ninja Turtles.You had a favorite New Kid on the block, and you knew all of there namesMichael Jordan was a king.Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.(pencils.notebooks.binders.etc.)You remember when the new Beanie Babies and talking Elmo were always sold out.You collected those Beanie Babies.Growing Pains.Carebears and The Gummy Bear show.Gak was the coolest thing invented.Lambchop's song never ended.The old dollar bills.Silver dollars, were cool that have.You remember a time before the WB.You collected all the Troll dolls wiht the bright hairYou owned a portable tape player.If you even know what an original walkman is.You remember wanting to sit on the orange Nickelodeon couch.You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"You know the Macarena by heart."Talk to the hand" ... enough saidYou always said, "Then why don't you marry it!"You know the significance of the number 23.You went to McD's to play in the playplace.You remember playing on merry go rounds...at the play ground.When we were younger:Before the MySpace frenzy...Before the Internet & text messaging...Before Sidekicks & iPods...Before MIKE JONES...Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX...Before Sponge BobWhen light up sneakers were cool.When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.When gas was $0.95 a gallon & Caller ID was a new thing.When we recorded stuff on VCRs .When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off our walkmans.When 2Pac and Biggie where alive.When the Chicago Bulls were the best team ever.Way back.when it was all about Nintendo64.when you had a wind breaker w/bright colored sleeveswhen you collected pokemon cardsBefore we realized all this would eventually disappearWho would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!!!!Hangman
by Maurice Ogden
1.
Into our town the Hangman came,
Smelling of gold and blood and flame.
And he paced our bricks with a diffident air,
And built his frame in the courthouse square.The scaffold stood by the courthouse side,
Only as wide as the door was wide;
A frame as tall, or little more,
Than the capping sill of the courthouse door.And we wondered, whenever we had the time,
Who the criminal, what the crime
That the Hangman judged with the yellow twist
of knotted hemp in his busy fist.And innocent though we were, with dread,
We passed those eyes of buckshot lead --
Till one cried: "Hangman, who is he
For whom you raised the gallows-tree?"Then a twinkle grew in the buckshot eye,
And he gave us a riddle instead of reply:
"He who serves me best," said he,
"Shall earn the rope of the gallows-tree."And he stepped down, and laid his hand
On a man who came from another land.
And we breathed again, for another's grief
At the Hangman's hand was our reliefAnd the gallows-frame on the courthouse lawn
By tomorrow's sun would be struck and gone.
So we gave him way, and no one spoke,
Out of respect for his Hangman's cloak.2.
The next day's sun looked mildly down
On roof and street in our quiet town,
And stark and black in the morning air
Was the gallows-tree in the courthouse square.And the Hangman stood at his usual stand
With the yellow hemp in his busy hand;
With his buckshot eye and his jaw like a pike
And his air so knowing and business-like.And we cried, "Hangman, have you not done
Yesterday, with the foreign one?"
Then we fell silent, and stood amazed,
"Oh, not for him was the gallows raised."He laughed a laugh as he looked at us:
"Did you think I'd gone to all this fuss
To hang one man? That's a thing I do
To stretch a rope when the rope is new."Then one cried "Murder!" and one cried "Shame!"
And into our midst the Hangman came
To that man's place. "Do you hold," said he,
"with him that was meant for the gallows-tree?"And he laid his hand on that one's arm.
And we shrank back in quick alarm!
And we gave him way, and no one spoke
Out of fear of his Hangman's cloak.That night we saw with dread surprise
The Hangman's scaffold had grown in size.
Fed by the blood beneath the chute,
The gallows-tree had taken root;Now as wide, or a little more,
Than the steps that led to the courthouse door,
As tall as the writing, or nearly as tall,
Halfway up on the courthouse wall.3.
The third he took -- we had all heard tell --
Was a usurer, and an infidel.
"What," said the Hangman "have you to do
With the gallows-bound, and he a Jew?"And we cried out, "Is this one he
Who has served you well and faithfully?"
The Hangman smiled: "It's a clever scheme
to try the strength of the gallows-beam."The fourth man's dark, accusing song
Had scratched our comfort hard and long;
"And what concern," he gave us back.
"Have you for the doomed -- the doomed and Black?"The fifth. The sixth. And we cried again,
"Hangman, Hangman, is this the man?"
"It's a trick," he said. "that we hangmen know
For easing the trap when the trap springs slow."And so we ceased, and asked no more,
As the Hangman tallied his bloody score.
And sun by sun, and night by night,
The gallows grew to monstrous height.The wings of the scaffold opened wide
Till they covered the square from side to side;
And the monster cross-beam, looking down,
Cast its shadow across the town.4.
Then through the town the Hangman came,
Through the empty streets, and called my name --
And I looked at the gallows soaring tall,
And thought, "There is no one left at allFor hanging, and so he calls to me
To help pull down the gallows-tree."
So I went out with right good hope
To the Hangman's tree and the Hangman's rope.He smiled at me as I came down
To the courthouse square through the silent town.
And supple and stretched in his busy hand
Was the yellow twist of the hempen strand.And he whistled his tune as he tried the trap,
And it sprang down with a ready snap --
And then with a smile of awful command
He laid his hand upon my hand."You tricked me. Hangman!," I shouted then,
"That your scaffold was built for other men...
And I no henchman of yours," I cried,
"You lied to me, Hangman. Foully lied!"Then a twinkle grew in the buckshot eye,
"Lied to you? Tricked you?" he said. "Not I.
For I answered straight and I told you true --
The scaffold was raised for none but you.For who has served me more faithfully
Then you with your coward's hope?" said he,
"And where are the others who might have stood
Side by your side in the common good?""Dead," I whispered. And amiably
"Murdered," the Hangman corrected me:
"First the foreigner, then the Jew...
I did no more than you let me do."Beneath the beam that blocked the sky
None had stood so alone as I.
The Hangman noosed me, and no voice there
Cried "Stop!" for me in the empty square.BackgroundI edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4
