I Would Like To Be...

LOL
yeah i need to stop "intellectualizing my feelings" and just "feel"
lol

I'd like to be...

The boyfriend of a girl I've been dating since we dropped out of High School. We live in Alabama and I was once the quarterback of the football team and she the head cheerleader. Now I'm 22 and I've gotten her pregnant. And when she told me the news and asked if I was happy about the impending baby, I sort of hesitated. She noticed it right away and begins screaming at me, "You a piece of shit! Just like yo Daddy was a piece of shit."

Later that night I meet up with some of the boys at the local watering hole. I get nice and liqoured up and then stumbled back to our trailer home. I then begin throwing empty beer bottles at our front door, trying to wake her up while screaming, "I love you, Trish. I wanna have a baby boy! Wake up you fucking, BITCH!!!"

or that he's on CRACK
or rediscovered some repressed memories...

come sit on my couch and we can talk...

i'd like to be
a russian dancer who used to be at the top of her game, but it all came crushing down when she got into a freak accident. the stage manager was dating some blond ditzy chick and made her the assistant stage manager. the girl knows nothing around the stage and forgot to tighten a pole that was holding up the scenry for the infamous dinner scene for TITUS. while i made my way to the center stage, the pole came crashing down along with its heavily, magnificent drapes and pictures. the set designer was not a carpenter and did not know how to build a safe and sturdy set.
now that i broke my ankle, and lost my agility, i tried to move onto other aspects of the art. too bad that while growing up, i was so consumed with dancing and perfecting my form that i never realized my full potential as an actress. my lover of four years left me for the same assistant stage manager who was instrumental in my demise.
a bitter bitter woman, who hasnt even reach her 30s yet. i make my way trying to give motivation speeches to school children, even knowing that dancing is for the privileged few, and that none of these candy happy kids are up to the task. still, i go to these talks and try to keep a forced smile on my face, trying to relive the good times, even though i know that it is all a distant illusion that is with me no more.
one part of me cant come to grips with my new form, my inability to dance. another part of me is bitter and angry at how my lover left me without saying goodbye. i come home from the hospital and found my place looted...all my precious funiture, paintings, clothing gone.
all i ever wanted was a closure. i never gotten mine. all i'm left with is thoughts of all the what could have beens...

that was inspired by dennis' trailer trash story
hmm..this is fun, here's another

i am a floater, a drifter, a no-gooder. i spent my days in the basement of my friends house where we would do nothing but watch cheezy 80s toons and getting "baked". instead of going out there and be like any old 21 year olds, i pretend that i'm having fun getting wasted everyday, while i slowly feel my brain eating away at itself, and my body swallowing itself whole. i refuse to go above ground for any unnecessary reason, and i would get my lazy ass sister to refuel the booze and chips. i know that i am wasting my time, and that i am a parasite. but arent we all parasites in one way or another? in the midst of all this hash, all i can do is think. i am tortured by my thoughts. but i cant help but think. thinking is what keeps me alive. other times, i have to remind myself that i am merely an undercover, infriltarting the local stoners to come to new findings for my psych thesis

cliches cliches..
one should avoid them like the plague

even saying that is a cliche
one should not preach to the choir while not singing what they preached

i smell what you're cooking, origami.

now i'm hungry

go get something to eat. what do eyes eat anyway?

images!

i mean CANDY..
eye candy

there's an awful lot of eye candy walking around the streets of manhattan today. a good day for pocket pool indeed.

i was SUPPOSED to be in manhattan today!

i hate you..for bring up bad times..bad times

lol. i live in manhattan, work in manhattan and i play in manhattan. nyah.

i hate you

*sending evil hate rays

*energizes shields, switches on reflecta-evil-ray machine by acme* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

acme is no match for my evil jealous rays
wait..rita doesnt get jealous

hate rays it is then
*sending hate rays..

KAH-BOOOOOM!*acme reflecta-evil-ray machine explodes as hate rays penetrate the defense system* CHIKKKA CHIKKA BOWWWOWW *turns on the anti-hate rays from the dark brothers* try this on for size *cackling laughter is heard as the terrible shock and awe machine is switched on sending countless profanities to origamiLips location* HAHAHAHAHAHA

your laughable devices are just that..laughable
muahhahahahhahahhahaaaaaaa

*presses the global total destruction countdown enabler button* you leave me no other alternative but to destroy the world. no more sammy buca, no more scary eyes, no more witty repartee. fare well cruel world! *presses the global total destruction button* 10, 9, 8 . . .

again..your earthly devices is NO match for the divince ms origamiLIps...surely you destroy the world..but the eye, the sammy buca..the witty repartees..will remain..cause you can never "OFF" the divine ms lippy

*END TRANSMISSION* SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

maybe your little "attempt" at offing me shut the site down for a good 5 mins or so..or that it cant take my 162th post

i was thinking the same thing about your hate rays.

i would like to be

the kool-aid man, and when all those whiny kids from the capri sun commercials come to street fight it out with my kool-aid gang i'll stuff them into my big glass belly and drown them in my kool-aid. bustin' through brick walls i will destroy old folks on the sidewalks. and when the police shoot through my glass body i will leak kool-aid sugary goodness all over the sidewalks, but in the end all that matters is that carpi sun is no longer.

so my story wasn't as good but oh well.

no..that would be YOU..
rita's harmless

nooo..sticky floors..NOOOOOOOO

will this be the end of civilization?

K O O L A D E !

i had a kool ade lemonade stand when i was a kid (we sent in proofs of purchase - postage $6). my father brought home paper cups (zero cost); powdered lemonade (zero cost) and with the tap water from our house had the cheapest tastiest lemonade to sell in the neighborhood. i put several kids out of business. 10 cents. 5 cents. 2 cents. i laughed all the way to westchester federal.

this is sad..evil knows no bounds

very profitable and it will get me into business school. one day. *sighs*

again..evil knows no age..no sex..no bounds

stop *points* evil doers! stop fattening america

we're not fat . . . we're just big boned!

lol

Haha, the kool aid man is the best. I love it in Family Guy when he busts in and is like "OH yeaaaaaaaaaah" and everyoen just stares at him.

But Capri Sun is good. Lame commercials, but good drinks.

"a bitter bitter woman, who hasnt even reach her 30s yet......still, i try to keep a forced smile on my face, trying to relive the good times, even though i know that it is all a distant illusion that is with me no more."

Sound like me, just, you know, 20 and a guy.

i think it sort of is like me..or a part of me..
did you like the stoner undercover one?

i'm 21 and androgynous..
no i am really a chick

Someone said this before, but that's a good word.

Yes, the stoner one was good, is it the real you?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by origamiLips [/i]
[B]i'm 21 and androgynous..
no i am really a chick [/B][/QUOTE]

You're a chick who says the word chick?! Okay, you are like so my new best friend. I thought I was the only one!!!

why..no one you know does it?
what's wrogn with it?
lol...i've been told that i am not like most girls

*shakes hand

That's good, cos most girls are dumb.

HA..that's why i am NOT like most girls

i actually make a conscious attempt to go against the crowd and to be ME...ME ME ME!

Good for you.

Actually, a friend and myself had a conversation about this once. We were hanging out with these two chicks a whole lot, and one day they were being way annoying, and my friend got kinda pissed and said something about it to them. And they're like "well, what's wrong, what did we do?" and he just says "nothin, you were just being like every other girl out there".. just in that dumb "let's giggle and be stupid" kinda way.

totally agree with that
i only get all giddy when i am on my 3rd drink..and then i realized that i am giddy so i try to calm myself down..lol

"says "nothin, you were just being like every other girl out there".. "
and that will be the ultimate insult for me

I don't think you'll have to worry about hearing it anytime soon, though. And yeah, drinking makes everyone dumb and giddy, but that's why it's so fun. At least you're not as bad as my friend's fiance, she gets tipsy after 1 beer. Holy crap... I'm not joking.

lol..one time..at band camp (no..kidding)..
i downed half a bottle of wild vines right before the last night for this show i was assistant stage managing...it was fun..see i'm asian and you knwo that a lot of asians lack the enzyme to digest alkie...so i turn beet red...it depends on the drink too..sometimes i get 2 little fuschia spots on my cheek..its' "cute" accordign to my friends..
anyway..it took a 20 mins play, and 5 interludes for me to go down to my "normal" colour...
it was fun...
i was so concerned..cause iw as like..shit i'm red..need to cover it up somehow...

Hahah, that's great. I don't think I've ever seen anyone turn red drinking. Definitely something to add to my 'to see' list.

OMG..i turn so so red!!
just get some asians and get them liquer up..
i'm asian so yes i can make racist comments (i kid..i kid)

but i'm trying to build up my tolerance

Hey racism is always fun. =D

I've got a mexican friend and boy do we never let him forget it. Haha, actually he makes fun of being mexican more than we do.