Tuesday, February 28, 2006

drunk on shadows & lost in a lie

Shopping was awesome!  I spent 90% of my money in Hot Topic without meaning to.  I got a HIM shirt that was eighteen bucks and I found a HIM button that was 1.50 and then I saw a pack of 4 HIM buttons and I didn’t realize it was 6 bucks.  So, there was no way I was getting my Bam poster.  But I did get a South Park day-by-day calender for $1.

It was fun.  There weren’t a lot of people there and I usually smile at people when I walk by them and all these old people were glaring at me.  Their loss.

 Luvverzz,
Mrs. Margera, aka Dru

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Monday, February 27, 2006

The groom’s bride is a whore

Here are the links to my five fan flicks in the order they were created, along with the rating they were given on YouTube.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sX7sCtTqp84 <—Using “The Weakness in Me” by Joan Armatrading
Rated 3 times and given an average of 3.5 stars/859 views

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IN3wUfsepCI <—Using “Please Remember” by LeAnn rimes
Rated 19 times and given an average of 4.5 stars/894 views

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVBB3QVIyqE <—Using “I Knew I Loved You” by Savage Garden
Rated 7 times and given an average of 4.5 stars/639 views

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tCwsU8xhiR4 <—Using “Grow Up” by Simple Plan
Rated 7 times and given an average of 3.5 stars/952 views

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r0Ss25MsG2A <—Using “I Want You (Chic-a-Cherry Cola)” by Savage Garden
Rated 2 times and given an average of 3.5 stars/452 views

3796 views total if I calculated right.  Which reminds me, my Fandomination.net stories have been read over a total of 21,000 times.  I love my fans!

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Valo/Margera, aka Dru

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Love Said No (Not)

I get to go to Omaha today!  I’m so fucking happy I could cry!  (In the words of Green Day.)  I picked out my whole outfit last night down to socks and I think I look damn cute.  Pink halter top, some jelly bracelets, my tie, my HIM button on the shirt, Capris with pink fishnet socks (which I actually cut up to use as gloves) and my black and white Vans.  I also have these two cute buttons that are attached by two chains on my hip.  It’s cute.  And I wrote on my hand.  The heartagram plus “drunk on shadows” which is the name of a HIM song.  Oh, and I have four jelly rings on: green and pink.

My mom has a doctor’s appointment and then her and Jeff (quasi-stepdad) are going to go wherever, I guess.  But none of that is going to occur until they ditch me at a mall!  Fucking-A!  I have approximately thirty dollars, and I hope to round up some change quickly.  I want a HIM shirt or a Bam shirt and a HIM CD.  I think I saw one at Wal-Mart for ten dollars.  But of course, I must check the clearance racks at DEB and Hot Topic first.  Plus, Target usually has cheaper CDs than Barnes & Noble, no offense to them.  B&N kicks major ass.  That’s where they had a Harry Potter party and I got my copy of the Half-Blood Prince around 12:30ish.  It was coolness.

I’m listening to “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” by Panic!At the Disco.  I was a little thrown off by the band’s name, but I watched the video on FUSE and not only is the video cool and the singer really hot, but the song is so good!  I’m so glad rock is making a comeback.  I can’t wait until hiphop and R&B & rap become extinct.  I only really like some of the older rap and a little hiphop (Eminem and a few Nelly songs) so I can still listen to the beginnings of the craze, which weren’t so bad.

Have you guys heard the new Nelly song or seen the video or at least heard about it?  I didn’t watch or listen to it, thank God.  But I did hear about it on VH1’s ‘Best Week Ever’.  It’s the song called “Grillz”.  I don’t know what’s stupider, having a bad song about grillz or actually having a grill.  They’re like a retainer or something that covers your teeth with ‘bling’.  -raises eyebrow and flips off the worst trend I’ve ever heard of-  This is worse than the sweater epidemic in the 80’s.

Which reminds me, I picked up a pair of legwarmers at a 10 for 5 sale at Claire’s.  I wasn’t sure what they were, but they were cute so I bought them anyway.  One of them is slipped around a cup right now and working as a bookend.  Very cute.  But I kind of like wearing them on my arms.  I haven’t worn them out of the house, of course, because face it: where the fuck do I go?  But that’s my take on the whole leg warmer things.  Some retro stuff is cool, but some of it should just stay in the decade it came from, remembered fondly only by the people who lived back then and looked at as a bad trend by the people my age. 

At least 80’s hair isn’t coming back.

What do you guys think of me chopping off all my hair?  Well, not all of it.  About shoulder length with a few layers.  It would be me hacking at it with scissors.  I think that’s the only way to make it look like I cut it myself.  I like that look.  They show it in the movies all the time.  I think it’s cool.

I can’t wait to dye my hair.  We still haven’t gotten around to it.  Hopefully I can get my mom to do it tonight. 

Oh!  My mom’s watching an episode of Viva La Bam tonight, like she promised to do about a month ago.  We were going to watch it yesterday but we watched a movie first and then we wouldn’t want it.  And she wanted to watch the 13th episode I taped, which is “Community Disservice” which (no offense) I’m a little sick of since I’ve watched it so many times.  But since she wouldn’t watch it yesterday, I’m picking whatever episode I want.  Yayness.  I only have about 25 episodes, but I think that’s pretty good.  I wish I had the Skate Demo episode on tape, where they spend 24-hours in the Mall of America.  That was actually the first episode I ever saw of Bam.  That would have been earlier in 2005, before I graduated, at LeAnna’s dad’s house with her two younger brothers.

It was fun.

My mom got annoyed with me yesterday.  I was bitching about how Chris Brown beat Gerard Way for a TRL award (which are the stupidest awards ever).  I was complaining about “some guy who can fit a family of five into his jeans” beating out a dark gorgeous poet.  And then my sister and I got started talking about jeans on guys.

And she actually likes the ugly fucking jeans that you can fit extra people into.  Fortunately, she only likes seeing about an inch of their boxers, as opposed to this ridiculous ‘my ass is hanging out of my jeans but I’m wearing boxers so this is considered hot’.

As for me, I like jeans that are somewhat loose, just enough to allow movement.  Or else, if the body’s correct, tight jeans.  I like them low-slung so you can see a guy’s hips because I just want to fuck guy’s hips.  But only if they have “nonexistant hips” as I call them.  I’m also slightly (okay, really) addicted to guy’s who wear belts with their jeans.  Especially belts that could be considered unisex.  Not girly.  Not pink with hearts and bells or anything.  Just black and studded or other things like that.  Bam wears belts and I find it hot.  Of course, I find EVERYTHING that has to do with Bam hot.

But that’s not what got my mom annoyed.  Well, sort of.  She was complaining to me about “please don’t talk to your sister about guy’s asses hanging out of their jeans and how hot it is”.  And I informed her my sister was the one saying that I was saying I didn’t like it when their asses hung out of their jeans.

In other news . . . I have corrupted my sister.  She now believes guy/guy is hot, at least when it comes to Bam on Ville.  My mom is so thrilled.  She’s not homophobic or anything, she’s just slightly annoyed that I’m more interested in guys having sex with each other than my own nonexistant sex life and how the fact that I’m terrified of sex may give me problems in the future.  And now my sister thinks boy/boy is hot.  Vam brings people together!!!

Guess that’s the power of boys in love with each other.

And here’s another point.  I think that Vam is the only slash pairing I’ve ever liked that has the most potential and evidence to be true.  (Aside from Sirius/Remus which no one will EVER convince me is not true.)  Evidence for Vamness:

1.) They are constantly touching each other.  Holding each other, Ville giving Bam piggyback rides, just joking around touching.  Check out my Photobucket album if you don’t believe me.  (http://photobucket.com/albums/c314/nikki_way/Bam%20Vam%20and%20Ville/)

2.) Ville has actually said he is a bisexual and don’t tell me Bam doesn’t have gay tendencies, even excluding Ville.  He holds hands with guys, offers to shower with guys, hugs guys, kisses guys  . . . it’s quite cute.  (He kind of jokingly made out with Johnny Knoxville and kissed Raab on the cheek at another time.  See Page 10 of my Photobucket album link above, row three, line three for the Raab/Bam kiss.)

3.) They got matching tattoos on their fucking asses!  And this was not the typical Bam copies Ville’s tattoo ink-fest.  This was, in fact, them going together to a tattoo shop and getting the word ‘nidiot’ tattooed on their asses.  Nothing spells love like a matching tattoo on your ass.

4.) Bam proposed to Ville!  I know it was a joke, but if you listen to only Bam proposing and nothing following or preceeding it, his voice is brimming with emotion.  (To hear this, click the following link and you will find it at the beginning of the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVBB3QVIyqE)

5.) I have a picture of them in bed together!!!  (By the way, I apologize for all the picture linking as opposed to posting the picture itself, but the picture posting thing on here is being a goddamn bitch.)  (http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c314/nikki_way/Bam%20Vam%20and%20Ville/VAMINFUCKINGBED.jpghttp://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c314/nikki_way/Bam%20Vam%20and%20Ville/VAMINFUCKINGBED.jpg)

6.) There’s a video I’m going to link you too and give you an approximate place to click to see the following scene in said video.  Anyway . . . Bam is laying in the hallway on his back because he’s completely tossed and Ville comes down the hallway . . . Bam’s a fucking ‘nidiot’ talking about how cool his belt is while Ville reaches down and Bam’s reaches out for Ville’s hand with his own.  Anyway, first Ville can’t get the words out because he’s just as smashed as Bam.  But he finally gets out “I’m not interested in your fucking belt, I’m interested in the booze in your fucking minibar”, but he held his hand for an awfully long time just for some booze.  (http://youtube.com/watch?v=daeFo4or-dM&search=ville%20bam) (You can’t actually see the time on this video, so click forward about the length of the TIP of your pinky.  You’ll see them getting smashed in a bar before you see the hallway scene.)  (Also, there is lots of Vamness in piggyback riding discussion immediately following this, which you should watch just so you don’t have to search again to find the next piece of evidence.)

7.) Next piece of evidence: Ville and Bam are not only is Bam’s hotel room, getting smashed, they both end up getting on the floor with each other and then the picture fades out.  Scandal!

8.) Ville calls Bam “Bammie”.  No one else calls Bam this.  This is Ville’s petname for Bam and it’s soooo cute.  I heart it.

9.) Another Vam fan and myself were discussing the potential for reality in Vamness, as well as just the friendship of our two favorite boys in general.  Anyway . . . it was hard to sort of describe, but this is what we came up with.  Bam acts different with Ville than with others.  It’s almost like he’s more relaxed and . . . I’m not saying Bam fronts to other people, but everyone has a bit of a wall.  And I don’t think he has it with Ville.  Just watch some of the video links I’m going to list at the bottom of this post and you’ll understand.

10.) Bam is obsessed with Ville.  Completely.  He went online and bought a bunch of HIM shit as soon as he found out they existed, in his old house his walls were coated back to back with Ville pictures.  In his new house, a picture of HIM is over his fireplace.  He has Ville’s tattoos covering his body.  And, this may not necessarily mean love, but I thorougly believe it at least qualifies as a lustful fixation.  I’m obsessed with Bam & Ville and if given the chance, I would let them fuck my socks off, wouldn’t you?

This one isn’t evidence, it’s just sillyness.  I heard Ville refer to Bam as his “drinking buddy” and this is the first thing that popped into my head.  A friend is a friend, a pal is a pal, a buddy is a friend who fucks you.  I heard it in fifth grade, I think.

Well, that’s all the evidence for now.

Here are the video links I promised:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=daeFo4or-dM&search=ville%20bam <–Making of Love Said No/Solitary Man (Yes, this is the video I gave you above, but you can find this easier in the future)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=W36nOjbHTGw&search=ville%20bam <—Bam Presents HIM

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Qb3XW2H2u9w&search=ville%20bam <—Making of The Sacrament

http://youtube.com/watch?v=T-MAkEEkzrY&search=ville%20bam <—Making of Buried Alive By Love

I guess, I have another thing to refer to now.  Bam has directed five HIM videos!  The four listed above, plus “Killing Lonliness”, if I’m not mistaken.

-raises eyebrow at Bam’s extreme involvement with HIM and him-

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Vam, aka Dru

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Sunday, February 26, 2006

chick-a-cherry cola

I bought some hair dye yesterday.  It’s an orangish red.  And I’m thinking about cutting my own hair all choppy and shit, but I haven’t decided yet.

Today was eventful.  We watched “Domino”, which is a great movie and I highly recommend it.  I added a new chapter to “Even Your Shadow I Miss”.  My first Vam sex scene ever!  Coolness.  I also caught up on vagueangel’s story which I can’t remember the name of, but it’s just beautiful.

I want to go to Omaha so bad tomorrow, but I don’t think it’s going to happen, which sucks gopher nuts.

Fandomination.net is a being a bitch and won’t let me upload my new chapter.  Dumbasses.

Anyway, that was my day in a nutshell.

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Valo/Margera, aka Dru

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Saturday, February 25, 2006

you tell me “don’t lie”

We went out to eat for my brother’s birthday.  Then we went to Wal-Mart and I had 20 bucks from my mom and I wanted to get “Dark Light” and “The Labyrinth” but it was four bucks over to get that.  I called my mom to see if she had an extra five bucks and she’s REALLY broke right now, so she.  Which is fine and I told her so.  Then she talked to Jeff.  (Remember my quasi-stepdad?) 

Well, he asked her why I didn’t ask HIM (Jeff, not the band) for money.  And he gave her twenty bucks to give me.  My dad wouldn’t even give me ten dollars to get my hair done for prom.  It just sort of makes me feel . . . I don’t know.

Great, now I’m fucking tearing up.

Sometimes I think he loves me more than my dad does.

Luvverzz,
Mrs. Margera, aka Dru

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you had a bad day, the camera don’t lie

Our broken heart 

i’ll cry myself to sleep
if it means you love me
and i’ll cut my wrists at night
if it means you want me

and every footstep i take
i pray you’ll hear echo
and every breath i take
i hope you feel on your skin

dying for you would be
the greatest gift of life
and killing my child for you
is the sacrifice of christ for our sins

laying on this hospital bed
and watching the doctor
preparing to take the life
our love created

tears run down my cheeks
as my heart is destroyed
as i feel myself break for you
as i feel our eternity die

and i run as fast as i can
to fall in the snow
and cleanse my sins
and never look into your eyes again

It’s about abortion.

Which, by the way, South Dakota has basically overturned Roe vs. Wade.  Fucking bastards.

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Friday, February 24, 2006

haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?

Panic! at the Disco
I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...

Well in fact I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved!
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne!
Oh! Well in fact I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved!
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne,
pour the champagne!

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again.

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

Again.

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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Gaily bedight,
   A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
   Had journeyed long,
   Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.

   But he grew old-
   This knight so bold-
And o’er his heart a shadow
   Fell as he found
   No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.

   And, as his strength
   Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow-
   “Shadow,” said he,
   “Where can it be-
This land of Eldorado?”

   “Over the Mountains
   Of the Moon,
Down the Valley of the Shadow,
   Ride, boldly ride,”
   The shade replied-
“If you seek for Eldorado!”

-Edgar Allen Poe

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where being wanted became a thrill i never knew

If you’ve ever seen the music video to “Dirty Little Secret” by the All-American Rejects you’ll know that they use postcards to reveal these one or two line secrets.  Here are mine:

I don’t want to believe in God, but I do.

I try so hard to pretend to hate my dad and then I cry myself to sleep.

After I watch X-Files I’m terrified aliens are watching me when I sleep.

I’m terrified of marriage, dating, and sex.

Sometimes I wish I got raped so I could write it better and I hate myself for it.

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Friday, February 10, 2006

As she cries the poison tears of a life denied

My sister ran away from home today.  I found her within three minutes, but it was still weird.  I didn’t ask my mom about the conversation they had after I picked her up, but it seems different than when I run away from home.

She copies the things I did when I was depressed because … well, I don’t know.  I know she got herself sent to the mental institution because she thought it would be fun.  She told me so.

This time I think she was just being bratty and wanted attention.  Apparently my mom didn’t tell her that she could have the computer and didn’t get her candy at the store and wouldn’t take her to Subway.

Being depressed isn’t a game.

Sometimes she’s such a stupid little bitch.

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