|Today is a special day.
||[17 May 2005|09:24pm]
I am creating a post solely for the sake of wishing Sirose a very Happy Birthday. I loved meeting you and miss you. I'm SO looking forward to July. :) Take care and hope your birthday's gone well!
|Disneyland and SIROSE.
||[16 May 2005|08:22pm]
On May 14, 2005 I finally met Sirose. And we were happy. And filled with joy. And uber hyper and excited and spastic. It was good times, and now I bring to you a beautiful picture of Sirose and I along with Sean and Kirsten. ;)
||[29 Aug 2004|02:34pm]
|| pissed off
Well, in my little world, chaos is reigning. My parents--if not both, then my father--have put spyware on my computer. I found it. It's eblaster. Doesn't that suck? It records my emails, sent and received. Chat convos. Pages I've been to. And keystrokes. Can we say INVASION OF PRIVACY?! Bah. I'm writing this from mom's computer. So everyone: watch what you say to me, kay? Richie's working on helping me out of this shit. Love you all.
||[30 Jul 2004|01:08pm]
|retardedcandy's LJ stalker is kearby!|
|kearby is stalking you because they heard you are awesome in bed, and they want to find out. They are also stalking you in real life. Look out!|
||[27 Jul 2004|10:27am]
No longer Ryan's friend, apparently.
||[23 May 2004|09:42pm]
Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a wish, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
||[21 Apr 2004|03:48pm]
Been an extremely long time. Quite a lot of shit going on in my life right now that I'll try and sum up quickly. Mom and dad not doing good. Dad moved out a few weeks ago. Mom and I are broke. Dad and Jason (my brother) being assholes, want Russell to produce military paperwork, proof he owned the Honda, proof he took care of Valerie, and a bank statement. Dad said lots of mean things to Russell, Russell feels horrid. Great. He doesn't come over anymore either.
My internet was broken down the past few weeks and life has been hell. When I finally got my ass around to the important things, like calling my best friend, he was doing a hell of a lot worse than last I talked to him. So now I'm all freaked out and shit and it sucks horribly. Sigh. I miss him too...
There's a whole lot more I could elaborate upon, but I'm feeling a bit sick so I won't. Love to all my friends.
|David: The Goblin King of Women
||[01 Feb 2004|12:52pm]
* Now talking in #you-know-where
* Candy dances around from foot to foot, waiting all impatiently.
TELL ME ABOUT IT
THERE YOU ARE
It was GREAT
He opened with Rebel Rebel!
and he was pretty
And he sang.
And I could see GOOD
And he pointed in my general direction
And I won the Mojo magazine as a doorprize at the pre party!
And it's cool
And he was pretty
And oh God.
He sang Suffragette City
Oh my God.
He sang ZIGGY
And he teased us! He went "I haven't used this tool in a long time." It was like a voice distorter. And he goes "Ground control to Major Tom...Ground control to Major Tom...Ground control to Major Tom..." And then he throws the tool back on the stage and doesn'
*doesn't sing Space Oddity!
is a brat!
He got me all excited!
Then he sang some REALLY pretty soft ones that sounded really haunted and eerie
And then he wrote a song about a tv show he used to watch as a little kid, but he was sad because one day they stopped showing it and he doesn't know what happened to it!
It was a real pretty song.
Twinkle, twinkle, Uncle Floyd...
He was SO pretty
I LOVE THAT ONE..
I'd never heard it before!
I loved it!
It's on Heathen..
And he had the screen in the back with the words on it like a singalong!
I'm pretty sure.
* Candy doesn't remember.
God, it was good.
And he sang Heroes!
There was this jacket.
Jacket.. was it on him?
It was black polar fleece and it would have come down to my knees. And it had like, two ridges around the sleeves, and a bunch of stars and stuff on the upper right shoulder/breast. And that back was embroidered with "Reality" and "David Bowie"!
I WANTED IT
It was 130 dollars though!
But he was wearing a jacket too.
It was AWESOME
Did he take it off?
It looked like a jean jacket, but it had TAILS on it. Like a tux jacket.
He only had it for the first few songs.
And it was cool
Then he did a strip tease..
The tails were lined with something and it looked like a Jareth ballgown jacket only in jean
And he kept flipping the tails up
And God, he can move his hips!
There was one soft song he sang, and I was the only one standing up over where we were sitting, and he came to our side of the stage and I think he smiled at me
But I dunno!
I smiled real big back at him.
He totally looked at you..
.. and saw you..
I think so. I hope so.
I was all like...AAAAH.
You remember how everyone thinks Ziggy is about him?
And how he HAD to end the band?
He was singing and where it goes "When the kids had killed the man, he had to break up the band!"
I was singing along but he said "/I/ had to break up the band!"
But he says that in the song.
He says HE
In the recordings.
Mom caught that too.
Well. When I look at the lyrics, it says I, and when I listen to the song, it sounds like he says I.
He was beautiful though
And the pre party was awesome!
It was in this real pretty Moroccan style hotel
It was downstairs, and the lighting was REAL dim. The ceiling was decorated with like, fabric that came down and was gathered and tied in the middle.
There were little low couches and pillows and poufes to sit on.
And these low down tables with snacks
And there was a bar.
And the doorprized.
And everyone in there loved BOWIE
It was great.
* Candy thinks.
I'm just gonna copy paste this to my livejournal
Oh, he wore jeans.
And a TIGHT muscle shirt.
Black or navy blue.
His hair was nice.
Merchandise was hella expensive though.
Thus was my evening..I'll likely post more details later. I LOVE YOU, MY FRIENDS.
||[12 Aug 2003|12:49pm]
You are dark, bitter, arrogant:
You're angry at the world. You like things done a
certain way, and you get depressed if they
aren't done that way. You think highly of
yourself and very lowly of others. You're not
THAT bad though, you're only tough because you
havn't had any other choice. Chances are,
something has happened in your life to make you
so jaded. You do have some nice qualities; your
hard life and bitter past have made you strong
and dependant, and deep down, under that
callous exterior, you can't help but have
sympathy for the little guy. The guy who
struggles as you do, the guy who has bled and
sweated and cryed just to make a living, just
like you have. Names that have the same
meaning as your "true self" are:
Nukpana- Native American (Hopi tribe)
What is your true self? (for females) (with pictures)
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Strange. I got the same as Sirose.