Thursday, September 29, 2005

Avatar Heaven Pt. 2

More avatars for you.  I think we’re about halfway done with the Billie Joe ones.  Then I’ve got Group, Tre, Mike, 2 out of 3, and Text.

                   

                   

              

              

              

              

              

               

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

              

Okay, so I’m going to get more avatars because now I’m bored and have nothing better to do.

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Billie Joe, aka Dru

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Violation!!!

Okay, so my mom picks me up at the library today.  She didn’t let me take the car to school.  Apparently she thought I was meeting someone for the following reasons:

a) I was dressed rather provactively.
b) I got a phone call, hung up, and needed to go.

So, what does she do?  She reads my blog, which I told her not to read.  Hello, I’m eighteen?  Apparently she didn’t hear that part.

And it’s not so much that she read my blog, as much as WHAT’S IN MY FUCKING BLOG.  You guys know, you read it.  This is me, this is what I think, these are my dark confessions that I tell to people who don’t really know me.

So, she talks to me about the following things after reading this blog:

a) eating disorders
b) Obsessive Behavior (apparently I’m obsessed with the Goth boys or something)
c) Driving around and using her gas
d) I forgot, but we covered it.

So then she wants to talk about the phone sex thing and I’m getting a little freaked out.  Sorry, Mom, I know we went shopping for sex toys together, but it’s not like we sit down and share masturbation tips.  As I said before, phone sex to me is like masturbating. 

So, she promises not to read my blog again.  It doesn’t really matter.  I feel kind of violated.  I almost cried and I’m almost crying again just thinking about it.  I didn’t really want my FUCKING MOTHER to read this blog.

So, anyway, yeah.  I mean I put down that I had thought about mutilation, bullemia, running away, getting pregnant, and that I was still confused about my sexuality.

Hello?  Overstepping the bounds a bit, aren’t we?

So, I’m going to stop with this rant and move on to my next post: Avatar Heaven Pt. 2.

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Billie Joe/Gerard Way, aka Dru

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Remix Pt. 2

I found a quiz that I made up in January of this year.  I’m going to remix it.

Name: Druscilla Ryan

Age: 17 1/2; I am now 18, thank you very much.

Nicknames: Dork, Dumbsh*t, Special Bread, RyRy; No one really uses any of those except Dork anymore.  Now it’s usually just Dru.

Grade: Senior … Class of 2005 Kicks It!!!; Graduated.  Freshman again.

Sibs: Derek, Josh, Cody, Tori; That one hasn’t changed.

Parental Status:Divorced, one remarried, one not; Same.

Favorite Holiday:Christmas; Same.

Favorite Commercial:Ummm … the taco bell dog!!!; I like the ones for Quiznos with the spongemonkeys that sing and they’re like ‘Eat Quiznos subs’.  Those things are hot.  I want one.

Favorite Ice Cream Flavor:Mint Chocolate Chip or Mint M&M; Uhhh…Mint M&M?  What the fuck was I thinking?  Just Mint Chocolate Chip.

Least Favorite Movie: Ummm … I did NOT like anything action like DieHard or anything like that; Napoleon Dynamite

Movie You Can’t Believe You Watched: Hehehe … Kat, Lela, Krystal, Mike M, Justin, and Derek know!!!; White Rabbit . . . it was a porn…I watched it with everyone listed above.

Stupidest [appropriate] Thing You Did: Ummm … Running away from home or hitting myself in the head with a hollow, rubber bowling ball … Hmmm….; Yeah, those work.  So does getting drunk and telling my mom I’m horny

Most Memorable Day of School: Ummm … either Homecoming 8th grade year or … yeah … ummm …. homecoming 8th grade year; Rehearsal day for graduation.  We rode the fire trucks and got busted for mooning and then we chased everyone around with water balloons and shit . . . and we were drinking and driving.  Fun!

Saddest Day of Your Life: Getting committed; Ummmm…Graduation, I think.

Have You Met THE ONE Yet: Yes … ; Yes.  He’s gay.

Are You Dating Someone: No.; No.

If so, who; If not, who would you like to date: I’ll never tell …; Billie Joe Armstrong or Gerard Way . . . like I’ll actually tell you.

Favorite Saying: IGUANA! IGUANA!; That one changed.  I’ve been using ‘that’s the shit’ a lot lately, but ‘fuck’ works, too.

Favorite Quote: “Any fear, any memory will do; and if you’ve got a heart at all, someday it will kill you.” -Unknown

“It’s the mourning that kills us.” -Hijja;

“Punk rock is dead and I fucking killed it.”; “Never run in the rain with your socks on.”  -Billie Joe Armstrong

What is your “project” at the moment: My reality TV show; “How We Got Here” and “2 Singers, A Songwriter, and a Cute Little Gay Boy” (My new Green Day fanfics)

What Honor Roll are You On: B; Working on academic probabation, actually.

What’s your least fave subject: PE; Wellness or Journalism (just because Durbin’s a bitch)

What’s your least fave lunch meat: Pimento Loaf; Same.

Pick one word to describe the cafeteria food: WoW; At college it’s not bad, actually.

Pick one word to describe the person who sent this to you: I started it!; It’s myself?

Are you a dork: Very much so; Hell yes.

Pick seven words to describe yourself: Writer, muse, stubborn, liberal, feminist, advocate, fun!!!; Punk, rebel, liberal, writer, mental, goof, weird

Did you/would you vote for George W. Bush: Never in a million years; Maybe if you jammed a gun up my ass and pulled the trigger . . . nope, not then either.

Do you drive, if so what: Not yet; I illegally drive my mom’s Buick.

Favorite candy bar: Heath; Heath

Stupidest thing you’ve ever done: Dated Kenny; Lifted my top at Upward Bound

Stupidest thing you’ve ever said: IGUANA! IGUANA!; “I’m blored.”

Stupidest thing anyone has ever said to you: The flying hamster of doom rains coconuts on your pitiful city. [Josh]; “Do you like that word or something?” [on the word 'fuck']

Name one person you will send this to: Lela; My Blog

So, yeah.  That’s how it changes. 

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Billie Joe/Gerard Way, aka Dru

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How We Got Here

I started a new story.  It’s been floating around in my head for the last few weeks, so I decided to create it.  I knew if I didn’t I would completely forget about ‘2 Singers, A Songwriter . . .’

So far I’m up to Chapter Five.  It’s Mike/Billie Joe slash.  I finally got to the good stuff, which isn’t sex for once.

Chapter One: It Starts–1987.  Billie Joe and Mike experiment in the basement.

Chapter Two: Why I Hate Mickey Mouse–1987.  Billie Joe goes through a hell or two while MIke’s in Disneyland.  Lots of drugs and Non-Con.

Chapter Three: The Fifth 14th–1993.  Every August 14th Billie freaks out.  This is no exception.

Chapter Four: Field Sobriety Test–1996.  The truth comes out.

Chapter Five: How Many Mailboxes Did You Hit On Your Way Over?–The romance starts.

Chapter Six: (Currently in the works)–Mike and Billie’s life together.  Features kids (in a nonsexual way, fuckheads.).  Yay!

http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544199740

That’s the link.  View it if you like.  Comment if you do.

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Billie Joe, aka Dru

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