*!*!*RAINBOW POWER*!*! cough. yeah. lots of fun @ school!! w00t!

In the hallway Nat, Stacie, and myself were walking and talking about how Megan said that all homosexual people have aids. That is ludacris. HIV\(aids) is an STD that can be transmitted to anyone through sexual contact. eh. sorry for going into detail. Anyhoo, Stacie was like "let me see your hand!" i was like.. "Okay" and she grabbed it and licked it! I was like "?!" and she's like "You now have AIDS." we all cracked up laughing so hard. So, then I was like, "Hey, Natalie! want some Stacie and Carol aids?" "Sure!" she replied, so I grabbed her wrist and licked her forearm.Yeah, That was frickin hilairious!.(though I happened to pass Mr. McCurdy in the hall as I was licking Natalies forearm... I don't think he'll ever think of me in the same way) Anyhow, natcat and stacie are like, the coolest on wheat toast. ((will complete soon.))

Ahem ::groundbreaking announcement for all who care::

Cool T-shirts!


The internet is going very slow today. Some claim it is because all the electricity in my region is been sucked up by a haunch of diplodocuses revving up their hairdryers. Wow. That was random. At any rate.. I hate small towns. *explodes in fury* they are decietful and evil and keep secrets from you!*points finger at nothing in particular* yeah.. as you may have already deduced, *major event alert* ! gragh. im just so sick of everything. Except school. :D *dumb grin* Moving right along... *breakthrought alert* I believe that my sister has broken up with Dickface!

(a.k.a. snot-faced-ass-wipe-25-year-old-satanic-neo-nazi-boyfriend)

( Legal name: Owen Arlow, but Rachael and I call him Oakley Treelow since he looks and acts like a stump)

Yea, for I am mad. My righteous wrath knows no fury for the miserable bastard hath escaped my scornful grasp! (sry, bible moment.) "Oh, but Juhachi" you may ask, "why are you pissed off?" Well my readers, (whom I love to peices because you are always here to listen to me bitch and complain) it's not really the event itself, but how I (or more accurately my momma ) found out. Which is : Through her freaking boss. At work. Okay. Stop me right here. Is that normal?! I thought the biological family were notified first in case of m--- hold up.. mabey that's death... At any rate I am quite disgruntled. And I believe that I have a right to be. I mean, her boss?!?! Meh. but I digress.. .So. I just kinda think its a bit wierd . yknow. but whatev. so! Which brings me to my other point.. Because of this I have sufficient information and reason to believe: HE IS MOVING!! w00t! And not just out of the province, its prolly gonna be to (drumroll please..) bdddddt *CRASH* VANCOUVER!! OMFG! WOOT! [cue latin fiesta music and confetti] Juhachi starts a conga line with her printer and monitor and puts on a fruit hat *dances furitively* *Light effects come on* wow. Sure its somewhat sad that my sis will miss him but she ill realize what an asshole that man (and I use man because, yes, he is 25.) At any rate. This weekend was hhokay. Staying up till like 3 in the morning was fun NatCat! (lol) I cant wait to move to Toronto.. grr.

Cubicle Cats. (a really whacked out short story)

A bookshelf with oak dividers stands at the end of a carpeted, blue hallway. A ray of sunlight peers into the house as the midday sun glowers in through the bay window. Very large cats, one to a cubicle, are stuffed into their designated area. "Hey Ralph," exclaims a plump orange tabby to the guant, gray spotted cat across the way as he types feverishly on his brand new company laptop, "How's the wife and kittens?" "Meh. Can't complain," Ralph sighs nonchalantly as he gazes off into the distance. "Uh Oh," cries Phil, from accounting. Just then, Master Boss strided up to the office block. "What on God's Green Earth are you doing?" Master scolded and looked all of the apprehensive Corporate Slaves up and down, scanning for any apparent reason to kick the workers or otherwise disturb the precarious day's work.... "Well , you see.." Phil began, but was rather suddenly interrupted by the Boss, who stated: " I don't want Excuses, I want PRODUCTIVITY." He then took a somwhat sullen tone, faced one particular scrawny, intimidated feline, and exclaimed -- "And I don't want lip from YOU, Phil." as he stuffed his sausagelike, clawless finger at Phil. "Poor Phil, " Ralph muttered to Don. "Third time this week" he continued, under his breath. (machines and copiers whirring and beeping in the background) the giant digital clock read 10:23:05:23.. (and counting) such a clock that even counted milliseconds.. it makes a person wonder about the character of the man who runs the place. the long pause, the tension, and the atmosphere was just too much for Sandra, the copycat who worked the Xerox. She screamed, " I HATE YOU TOM!! I 'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!! " then she suddenly threw a company stapler at Tom, who narrowly missed the incoming fire.Tom was quite a player, and had been cheating on her for around 2 cat years with Veronica from Finance. It was sad that the whole office knew, but nobody bothered to tell Sandra. (until Connie told her about 3 minutes before) "Ooooohh," Phil said, as he was somewhat relieved that the pressure was off him for once. "Another catfight.. " "ouch, that's like the 9th time THIS week" Ralph shuddered. Just then, swiftly as can be, Tom made a break for Don's corner office window! "Oh no you don't, Thomas. Death is only the easy way out for you!" Sanda bellowed psychotically as she lunged , and in midair, tackled Tom and the both of them collided into the Lexmark Copier which busted into a trillion-fucking-peices. "DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!!" Frink screamed as he threw his paws in the air "I JUST FIXED THE COPIER FIVE MINUTES AGO, AND YOU TWO.... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!" He glared expectantly at Sandra and Tom who had just destroyed the precious fruits of his 4-hour overtime scheduled labour "I HATE MY LIFE!!" "GOODBYE, YOU SHIT LIFE!!" as he jumped out the 47th story window. Boss leaned over the edge out the window and screamed after him. "Your'e fired, Frink! I own your sorry ass!" echoe... echoe... *SPLAT* all of the workers shuddered and promptly went back to work. Sandra helped Tom up, and together they lifted what was left of the copier. Ralph pulled down the flow chart. "Who had May ,18, 10:20 to 10:25?" he called out "Ohhhohhh!" cried Don, "Me!Me!" .... "awww man" the whole office murmered.. as mike called out-- "we all owe Don 30.00$" the boss simply shook his head and stated "We've only got 8 weeks 'till the end of the quarter, so lets step up production, shall we?" Phil gulped "And I don't want any lip from you, Phil."

A Post!

'Ello Poppit!

Science: Megumi and I laughed a lot. Save the Frogs! Shoot the Herons!
History: Learned just how much of an ass Hitler was. I mean, sure, hate somebody, but don' kill 'em. Jeez.

Lunch!: here's where stuff gets somewhat interesting... Lunch was extended because of BurgerBowl and the Buyout.. still not sure what BurgerBowl was for, but the burgers were good.. only to find out that , for suppper, it was only natural that we would be having hamburgers... *AGH* ~gut rumbles~.. So anyhow, lunch was lots of fun. We went to the park, and Pan and AnnaBanana (Lisa and Anna) were practicing Karate! until, promptly, I yelled *Molestation!* at which they stop in quite a hurry. AlsoI busted a gut trying not to laugh at the look on thier faces! *Muahahha!* Kenya and Snow (Whitney and Cassara) (Ai shiteru) ((no I didn't shit a road, lol!)) were swinging on the swings so I attempted to push them.. but of course, with my luck, I accidentally grabbed both of thier asses. Consecutively. I've yet to decide who's is---- Eh! :D though it was completely unintentional ! ((must remember that aforementioned pupils may be reading this! and I also don't want my ass kicked by people aforementioned!)) So. That was lunch. Then we went back to school. But Wait! more to come!

Music: Maryanne and I were ((paying attention, of course, hehehe!)) doing some whacked out Chord Progression (C) ? stuff. :D Mr Lafreniere (if I spelled his name right) says our Culminating Activity (R) (C) ? ((probably copyright of Satan)) ((-- or mabey just the TVDSB school bored) *<-- sorry, had to use the pun.* well anyho ( lol! --->Kenya -- Yah-Hoe!) good times. Ah! where am I ?! oh ok. whew. So we were doing some stuff in music and Mr. L says we have to come up with an arrangement of a song.. only catch is that I have to add my own harmony Grr! -- :D though I already got one! I'm either going to use:

A)The tune from MGSI ((or Metal Gear Solid Intregal for the non-gaming inclined))
B)The tune (opening) for the first Mario Brothers.. complete with super-fun Bass Line!
(doo dab dab do dat dahh!) ((*quack*)) :D
C) or perhaps something else.

What I really need to do, is get a group that will do what I want!! Neoh!! I am a benevolent ruler! Select Me And You'll Never Go Hungry Again!! ((sry ppl... Lion King moment.))

Communications: was there for 10 minutes, mostly chatting with Natalie, Stacy & Miranda. whilest waiting for Mrs Rainsforth to sign all of our buyout tickets.. Though it does seems redundant to have a teacher sign the tickets if your going to leave anyway.. Meh.

BuyOut: bought out and , though I thought we were actually going to the soccer game, No! We went to the park. as if we'd be normal. Us. Normal. HEHEHEHEAHAHAHH!!! *quack* No, it's not considered skipping! :D so at the park, we ran into Chantelle and her friend.. though I've lost her name... and I feel like an ass. I shall ask my conrades @ skewl 2mrw.So, at the park, we ran around like animals and did a tad of graffiti! I also fell in the water near the bridge. w00t! Snow's cross-dressing Reindeer Graffiti was very sexy. Though it was shortly after making that retarded comment that, Kenya shot me an evil look. It still haunts me. Though we promptly forgave each other. And on one of the posts Kenya wrote "Trunks is Hot" and I put on my patented

^ *~AngryPoutyFace~* ^ (C) (R) rights pending under section 9 2.5 under heading B of The Juhachi Code

and I said something along the lines of "Nandenayo?!" *what the hell!?* so she says to me, something along the lines of, "Yeah, but he's got nothin' on you" [...] at which point by brain simultaneously imploded, exploded and melted at once in a single ectatic instant! all I could say (in my head) was OMGOMGOMGOMG... all I did was like hang there *loading loading* anyhow. I should't go into detail as the gals from school are reading this.. :D hi everybody.. *sheepish wave* anyhow, Kenya went back to talk with the girls and I grabbed the pencil crayon and under the "Trunks is Hot" inscription I carved "Too Bad For You He Is Fictional"

I missed my bus that day.

Beware the Hormonal Goldfish.

Hey everyone, the time period since :last post: has been comparable to the last ice age. I've actually posted something!! Therefore I shall give you a rundown of the past few weeks!

-had fun with Whit-Whit\Muffincakes\Kenya\Chibi\Luvey\Poppit on the weekend! (not including the other personalities!)
-now going crazy waiting for Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith!! rahh!!
-further going crazy wishing I could be a Jedi, or mabey a Power Ranger... (don't even ask)
-having my guts split in half over random stuff, e.g. (The Gay Ducks, Homo Power Rangers S.T.D. , and Moooo!\Quack!\Honk! along with many assorted onomatapoea (spell check, ci vous plait?)
-"reappreciating" Music: Genre: Electronica
-just having fun! which is incomparable to this same time last year when I was ready to kill myself! Woohoo!
-watching lots of fun movies.
-actually talking to my sister <-- breakthrough!
-brushing up on my innuendo inferences: (lol) "I've had better" <-- Sorry Cassara! *bows*
-along with many more!!

Well, better go. Hopefully I will post more often now that I remember that I have a blog! :D

ATTN:

I think I will be deleting my blog. Just an FYI. Moving to my MSN space at

http://spaces.msn.com/members/animekicks/

It's more convieniant and MUCH less of a headache for me to post pictures and such. Updates when nessecary on this new development.

TGIF Friends are the Guitar Solos in the Rock Songs of Life

I write to you, my readers, listening to Disturbed's Down With The Sickness. Best song ever. I also write to you, totally whipped. Cycling for hours on end will do that to you. heheh. At any rate, Cycling, as you may already know, is one of my many passions. Something comes from it that is indescribable for me.. Perhaps it is describable... Empowering is the only synonym that somes to mind when you race along with cars at around 30 klicks, and almost get caught for speeding in a 20 zone... hmmmhmm.. good times. Nothing beats the feeling of getting caught by the backwind of an SUV when they pass you, its better than ecstasy. Out of control for a few blissful seconds.. (not that I would be able to make an accurate comparison..) it's strange.. I love the feeling when your'e going too fast.. Probably the adrenaline. Yeah. If I'm going fast enough, I like to just open my arms and get carried by my own strength.. To glide like one of those bug-things over water and just.. sail. (if that's the right word... Hey! it's a metaphor, I don't have to justify anything!) For those who may not already know, I am a danger-junkie.. It's sort of difficult to explain.. Perhaps this is the reason I always try to sit in the first car of the roller coaster... It explains my Whatever Floats Your Boat policy on who you have certain feelings for. It could also be the reason why I want to go for my motorcycle liscence instead of the average car. I honestly don't know. All I know is that you only live once, and get re-incarnated 7 times so you'd better enjoy the time youve got while you are one with the human race.

Mucho bored!! Though school is coming! w00t! got report cards.. I'm not failing!! I should see if I can get my "Student Portal" open.. The first time I heard of the Student Portal, I was like imagining a vortex you go into and you show up at school and I was like duuuuuudddeee... then I came out of my worldly trance. We assembled the trampoline today, (a.k.a Tram-nuu-nopp-o-leen) now that the weather might not be crap so often. I also re-installed one of my old(er) games that I found in the Computer Desk Of Matter Displacement!! Soldier of Fortune, which is basically go and kill lots of terrorists! Here's a MAC-10, a .45 pistol, and a Berserker shotgun! Have fun! .... Well, I'm getting bored, so I'm going to go play Soldier of Fortune!! Violence!! Online!! Amazing!