College

First year, done. My friend didn't go to a single class in the last 3 weeks. Got all Fs. My GPA is second out of my core group of five friends. Not too bad. I'm not completely proud of the grades, but you know what? They're pretty damn good for not doing shit. Thanks for reading. Bye guys.

Jim Rome

I hate Jim Rome. He's such a scrawny little shit. And why is he so full of himself, what makes him so special that he can shit on anything and everything happening in sports. He needs his ass kicked off and handed to him more often. This piece of fuck man. Agree? y/n

Bannings explained

You’ve done something stupid. Perhaps you have pissed off other members; posted something that was prohibited or just acted fucking stupid. You think that you’re invincible; NOTHING can stop you from having this much fun. An admin just saw what you did. And what happens? You were just banned. You are now unable to do what was fun, can’t post anymore and can’t access pages that you used to prior to being banned. And even worse; you deserved it. Shame on you.

Joyce Carol Oates Wiki

Oates was born in Lockport, New York to Carolina Oates, a homemaker, and Frederic Oates, a tool and die designer.^[3] She was raised Catholic but is now an atheist.^[4] Oates grew up in the working-class farming community of Millersport, New York,^[5] and characterized hers as "a happy, close-knit and unextraordinary family for our time, place and economic status".^[3] Her paternal grandmother, Blanche Woodside, lived with the family and was "very close" to Joyce.^[5] After Blanche's death, Joyce learned that Blanche's father had killed himself and Blanche had subsequently concealed herJewish heritage; Oates eventually drew on aspects of her grandmother's life in writing the 2007 novel The Gravedigger's Daughter.^[5] A brother, Fred Junior, was born in 1943, and a sister, Lynn Ann, who is severely autistic, was born in 1956.^[3]

At the beginning of her education, Oates attended the same one-room school her mother attended as a child.^[3] She became interested in reading at an early age, and remembers Blanche's gift ofLewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland as "the great treasure of my childhood, and the most profound literary influence of my life. This was love at first sight!"^[6] In her early teens, she devoured the writing of William Faulkner, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Henry David Thoreau, Ernest Hemingway, Charlotte Brontë, and Emily Brontë, whose "influences remain very deep".^[7] Oates began writing at the age of 14, when Blanche gave her a typewriter.^[5] Oates later transferred to several bigger, suburban schools,^[3] and graduated from Williamsville South High School in 1956, where she worked for her high school newspaper.^{[citation needed]} She was the first in her family to complete high school.^[3]

Oates won a scholarship to attend Syracuse University, where she joined Phi Mu.^[8] Oates found Syracuse "a very exciting place academically and intellectually", and trained herself by "writing novel after novel and always throwing them out when I completed them."^[9] It was not until this point that Oates began reading the work of D. H. Lawrence, Flannery O'Connor, Thomas Mann, and Franz Kafka, though, she noted, "these influences are still quite strong, pervasive."^[7] At the age of nineteen, she won the "college short story" contest sponsored by Mademoiselle. Oates graduated Syracuse as valedictorian in 1960, and received her M.A. from the University of Wisconsin–Madison in 1961.

Evelyn Shrifte, president of the Vanguard Press, met Oates soon after she received her master's degree. "She was fresh out of school, and I thought she was a genius," Shrifte said. Oates' first book, the short-story collection By the North Gate, was published by Vanguard in 1963.^[10

Klaus Nomi - Lightning Strikes

Listen to me, baby, you got to
understand, you're old enough to learn the makings of a man.
Listen to me, baby, it's time to settle down. Am I asking too
much for you to stick around?

'singing'
Every boy wants a girl he can trust to the very end.
Baby, that's you, won't you stay? But til then . . . when I see
lips begging to be kissed, I can't stop, I can't stop myself!

'singing a very high falsetto'
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!

'Verse, sing-speaking' Nature's taken over my one-track mind,
believe it or not you're in my heart all the time. All the girls
are saying that you'll end up a fool. For the time being, baby,
live by my rules!

'singing'
When I settle down, I want one baby on my mind.
Forgive and forget, and I'll make up for all lost time. She's put
together fine and she's on my mind. I can't stop! I can't stop
myself!

'singing a very high falsetto'
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!

'singing'
There's a chapel in the pines waiting for us around
the bend. Picture me in your mind, love forever! But til then . . .
when I see lips begging to be kissed, I can't stop, I can't stop
myself!

'singing a very high falsetto'
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!
Lightning's striking again! Lightning's striking again!

Today

Hi guys. Today I played Call of Duty and went to Mcdonalds. I ordered 3 MCCHICKENS. And a small fry. Sometiems I will blog about my day. Sometimes I blog about music. This is gonna be a good experience to further my typing skills. See those Black Eyed Pea's lyrics? I typed them out myself. That's right. All 3,476 words. All 74,324 letters. You don't understand how many keyboards I needed to do all that. But it's ok. My dad's a mega trfillionaire and he gives me all the money I need. Like the money for my mcdonalds! he gave me that! He did. I'm gonna find a song of the day guys! Bye guys!

Hi guys this is best song for lyrics

Gotta get-get, gotta get-get
Gotta get-get, gotta g-g-g-get-get-get, get-get

Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get

Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom pow
Boom boom

Yo, I got that hit that beat the block
You can get that bass overload
I got the that rock and roll
That future flow

That digital spit
Next level visual shit
I got that boom boom pow
How the beat bang, boom boom pow

I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try copy my swagger
I'm on that next shit now

I'm so 3008
You so 2000 and late
I got that boom, boom, boom
That future boom, boom, boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get

Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom pow
Boom boom pow

I'm on the supersonic boom
Y'all hear the spaceship zoom
When, when I step inside the room
Them girls go ape-shit, uh

Y'all stuck on Super 8 shit
That low-fi stupid 8 bit
I'm on that HD flat
This beat go boom boom bap

I'm a beast when you turn me on
Into the future cybertron
Harder, faster, better, stronger
Sexy ladies extra longer

'Cause we got the beat that bounce
We got the beat that pound
We got the beat that 808
That the boom, boom in your town

People in the place
If you wanna get down
Put your hands in the air
Will.i.am drop the beat now

Yup, yup
I be rockin' them beats, yup, yup
I be rockin' them beats, y-y-yup, yup

Here we go, here we go, satellite radio
Y'all gettin' hit with boom boom
Beats so big I'm steppin' on leprechauns
Shittin' on y'all with the boom boom

Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom
Shittin' on y'all you with the

This beat be bumpin', bumpin'
This beat go boom, boom

Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock
Let the beat rock

This beat be bumpin', bumpin'
This beat go boom, boom

I like that boom boom pow
Them chickens jackin' my style
They try copy my swagger
I'm on that next shit now

I'm so 3008
You so 2000 and late
I got that boom boom boom
That future boom boom boom
Let me get it now

Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get
Boom boom boom, gotta get-get

Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom boom, now
Boom boom pow
Boom boom pow

Let the beat rock
(Let the beat rock)
Let the beat rock
(Let the beat)
Let the beat
(Let the beat rock, rock, rock, rock)