Fuhshizzlen' notes:

i wanted to tell you that you shouln't just look at the first page on the main section! i have stories on the next page, you just have to click on 'older posts' at the bottom of this screen, but above the 'funny shit' and on the side i have fun shit! like, pac man and random roll playing (witch by the way will change when i think of some other funny RP) so check it ALL out (the stories!!!) and comment, PLEASE comment! because, you want to know what makes me sad? this other blog that's called mysocalledundeath.blogspot.com had over 20 comments on just ONE post! it made me want to cry consitering the most i have on one post is 4! *sniffles*
~Tic-Tak!

Friday, May 8, 2009

doesn't this make you sad?(i didn't write)

i know that this is a little sappy for me, but i was reading a profile, and it's long, but worth the read!

This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, copy and paste it to your profile.
My name is sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see,
I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall.
I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door.
He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.
Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP! This is sooo sad!!
This is another really sad thing...
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"
Moral of the story: Don't bring weapon to school! No matter what you think shooting people up will NOT make anything better
Yet another sad truth:
Month one
MommyI am only 8 inches longbut I have all my organs.I love the sound of your voice.Every time I hear itI wave my arms and legs.The sound of your heart beatis my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommytoday I learned how to suck my thumb.If you could see meyou could definitely tell that I am a baby.I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what MommyI'm a boy!!I hope that makes you happy.I always want you to be happy.I don't like it when you cry.You sound so sad.It makes me sad tooand I cry with you even thoughyou can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommymy hair is starting to grow.It is very short and finebut I will have a lot of it.I spend a lot of my time exercising.I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toesand stretch my arms and legs.I am becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today.Mommy, he lied to you.He said that I'm not a baby.I am a baby Mommy, your baby.I think and feel.Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again.I don't like him.He seems cold and heartless.Something is intruding my home.The doctor called it a needle.Mommy what is it? It burns!Please make him stop!I can't get away from it!Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
MommyI am okay.I am in Jesus's arms.He is holding me.He told me about abortion.Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.Two more eyes that will never see.Two more hands that will never touch.Two more legs that will never run.One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, re-post this
This is Written by a Guy!!
Not Me i Just Thought It Was Cute
We guys don't care if you talk to other guys.
We don't care if you're friends with other guys.
But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it makes us kinda mad.
It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there..
We don't care if a guy calls >OR TEXTSbut at 2 in the morning we do get a littl e concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2 a.m.
That it can't wait till the morning.
Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it..
Don't tell us we're wrong.
We'll stop trying to convince you.
The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.
Yeah, you can quote me.
Don't be mad when we hold the door open.
Take Advantage of the mood im in.
Let us pay for you!
dont 'feel bad'
We enjoy doing it.
It's expected.
Smile and say 'thank you.
Kiss us when no one's watching.
If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.
You don't have to get dressed up for us.
If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need towear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.
We like you for who you are and not what you are.
Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's.
or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up..
Don't take everything we say seriously.
Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.
Don't get angry easily.
Stop using magazines/media as your bible.
Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown,Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.
It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.
Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'i'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted mewith 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of.
On the other hand I'm not sayin' i woulndnt like it ether ; )
Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change!!
Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male populationand find someone who will treat you with utter respect
Someone who will honor your morals.
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.
Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes...and say 'i love you' .and actually mean it.
Give the nice guys a chance.
Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this,so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.

now away from the sad and to the funny!

16 THINGS IM GOING TO DO AT WAL-MART
1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.
2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone," 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.
5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.
6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.
7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,"Why can't you people just leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.
11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream.."NO! NO! It's those voices again!"
15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!
16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"
Repost this if you laughed...Or are planning to do any of these things
Annoying things to do on an elevator
1) CRACK open your briefcase or handbag,peer Inside and ask "Got enough air inthere?"
2) STAND silent and motionless in thecorner facing the wall without getting off.
3) WHEN arriving at your floor, gruntand strain to yank the doors open, thenact as if you're embarrassed when theyopen themselves.
4) GREET everyone with a warm handshakeand ask him or her to call you Admiral.
5) MEOW occasionally.
6) STARE At another passenger for awhile. Then announce in horror: "You'reone of THEM" - and back away slowly
7) SAY -DING at each floor.
8) SAY "I wonder what all these do?" Andpush all the red buttons.
9) MAKE explosion noises when anyonepresses a button.
10) STARE, grinning at another passengerfor a while, then announce: "I have newsocks on."
11) WHEN the elevator is silent, lookaround and ask: "Is that your beeper?"
12) TRY to make personal calls on theemergency phone.
13) DRAW a little square on the floorwith chalk and announce to the otherpassengers: "This is my personal space."
14) WHEN there's only one other personin the elevator, tap them on theshoulder, then pretend it wasn't you.
15) PUSH the buttons and pretend theygive you a shock. Smile, and go back formore.
16) ASK if you can push the button forother people but push the wrong ones.
17) HOLD the doors open and say you'rewaiting for your friend. After a while,let the doors close and say "Hi Greg,How's your day been?"
18) DROP a pen and wail until someonereaches to help pick it up, then scream:"That's mine!"
19) BRING a camera and take pictures ofeveryone in the lift.
20) PRETEND you're a flight attendantand review emergency procedures andexits with the Passengers.
21) SWAT at flies that don't exist.
22) CALL out "Group hug" then enforce it.
If ya can't beat 'em, join 'em.If ya can't join 'em, bribe 'em.If ya can't bribe 'em, blackmail 'em.If ya can't blackmail 'em, kill 'em.If ya can't kill 'em, you're in big trouble

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Maximum Fucking Ride!!!!

ZOMFuckingG! I GOT THE MAXIMUM RIDE MANGA!!!!! SOOO HAPPY! except i hate Fang's hair and the fact he's not that hot, but it's still AMAZING!!!!!!!
book 5 of Maximum Ride came out! it's called MAX and it is sooo amazing! i read it in one day and i read it like 5 more times! and if you haven't read Maximum Ride get off your but, go buy it and READ IT! it is so good! and i am so happy =) AND in 2010 there is going to be a movie!!!!! no one's shure when exactly, not even jimmy patt himself, but i was thinking i could totally play the role of Max!
1) because, i mean not exatly, but i look alot like Max as they desribed with brown eyes and brown blond hair only missing the blond streak witch i would never get unless it was for the part
2) because i have the guts to look someone in the eye and say "don't give me your bull." scarry enough to make them cower in fear
3) because in the books they describe Fang as a guy who always wears black and is HOT!
4) because i am a good actress, not to brag or anything, but it's true ask any of my friends
5) because i slam on the whole sarcasam thing
6) because i would love to punch the lights out of someone!
and 7) because i am TOTALLY against global warming!
that's why i should play Max!
~Tic-Tak!

Monday, February 2, 2009

HOLY SHIIT! I GOT 2 FOLLOWERS!!

ZOMG! i got another follower! it's Selmo and Kathrine (sorry if i spelt your name wrong!)! Selmo's blog is animalsgot2luvem.blogspot.com! Kathrine's blog is hellomypeepssaysme.blogspot.com! and i am happy! and don't forget to go to wazaman666music.blogspot.com and Lydiasonlinedictionary.blogspot.com too! they are both amazing!!!now i got to go wash my feet because i was running around outside barefoot and they are, like, black now! hehe!
~a happy Tic-Tak!
PS: thank you Waza! & Selmo! & Katie!

Saturday, January 31, 2009

holla' to the few people who go on blogs!

hay, wazaman666, thanks for checking out my blog! and when i can i will listen to the music on your blog, but i have to sneak on here when i can so it's kinda hard to make noise when i am trying not to be heard and this computer dosn't have the things needed to listen to music, but i still look at the pictures! :) and all you people out their lookin' at this should go to wazaman666music.blogspot.com!
~Tic-Tak!
PS: hi waza!

Friday, January 30, 2009

Upcoming events!

there is a new story! it is by me and my friend Lydia i was her inspiration. not really i just showed her my stories and she wanted to make one. i really would put it on here, but she has big plans to get it published when it's done. i also really want to get Runaway Guardians published when it' s finished and also the new-er story that is unnamed. i really need a title! and the new story is called The Abandoned and with three stories to work on and a sax to practice my life is busy! well, i work when i want to and when Lydia buggs me about writing, but it's still called busy, right?
i will keep you posted on everything!
~Tic-Tak!
PS: here is a sneak peak!
i was strapped down to a table, bright lights were shone right above my face. a man pulled out a needle and shoved it into my skin.
all i felt was a burst of fire swimming through my veins, it hurt like heck! i couldn't move, my breath was slowing and slowing. my heart started to beat slower and slower. my eyes couldn't stay open much longer.
i looked to my left and saw my best friend/sister (idk) struggaling against the straps that held us down. they must of injected her with the same shit they put in me. damn it.
my eyes fluttered shut. my heart beat one more time then i couldn't feel it at all. my breats slowed even more untill i wasn't breathing anymore.
what just happened? i don't know
"god damn it, this ones gone." i heard a man's voice say