| Sunday word |
[May. 31st, 2009|02:51 pm] |
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| | The Cramps - devil behind that bush | ] | --> chicken nuggets are made from chicks that are born without beaks |
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| Sunday word |
[Apr. 19th, 2009|11:13 am] |
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| | Prodigy, voodoo people | ] | I think that the men situation can be summed up as this: what's left is either gay or creep. that is my Sunday word |
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| wah |
[Nov. 4th, 2008|06:15 pm] |
crappy year!! I couldn't vote!!! - moved but never got around to going to the CEE and change my address so....no vote for me!!! Dumped my bf - things weren't going well. Have to let them go when they don't obey. To my friends who are girls - NEVER let any man put you down or try to. In fact, dont let ANYONE tell you something besides how great you are. Zero tolerance on jerks! I do miss the good times but no tolerance on pridefull, arrogant jerks. Other than that...been making some toast merchandise...yes --> toast!! LOL!!
also - 1 year since my house "broke" - been sad cause of that too... Now - dancing and moving on!!! |
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| I'm reading to Kill a Mockingbird -->Spoilers |
[Sep. 12th, 2008|10:10 am] |
Status: I cried when Mrs. Duboise (Dubose? I'm to lazy to get the book now) died. Atticus love status: He is the lawyer I want to be. Why I cried? She died just after finishing her last goal, one that I believe I could never achieve. She kicked her morphine addiction. She left life without any dependence and she stuck to her guns about Atticus' action but managed to love him and respect him. She is the embodiment of convictions. |
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| HELP!!!! |
[Sep. 7th, 2008|11:11 pm] |
Hi guys! My friend: <lj user="vandingo"> Needs help with an assignment and since most of my friends areteachers or know people that can help well...HELP PLEASE!!! here's the link to the thing: http://vandigo.livejournal.com/76250.html |
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| Journal 3 |
[Aug. 31st, 2008|12:58 pm] |
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| | Insane Clown Posse - Cartoon Nightmares | ] | What type of Lawyer do I want to be?
This reminds me of every instance in which adults ask children what they want to do when they grow up. It also reminds me of a comedian who said: “You know why adults always ask that to kids? Cause they are looking for ideas!” Honestly, there are various roads one could take. Save the world, save the whales, save companies, destroy companies, help people or sell them out. The decision is all about what one can live with. I can live with not keeping secrets and not breaking the law. Not breaking it but perhaps bending it to its limits in order to achieve some justice. It’s about sleeping at night comfortably knowing that one achieved the best one could do. Looking in a mirror and seeing a human face, not a monster or a soulless creature. Enough prose. I want to be a prosecutor, the type that has to go to the scene of the crime and manage evidence, examine cadavers and such activities. |
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| Journal 2 (cause 1 was handwritten and I'm lazy) |
[Aug. 31st, 2008|12:52 pm] |
Pamela Flores Pérez ¿Cuando es que yo llego tarde y cuando es que tu llegas muy temprano? De las pocas veces que he llegado tarde a un compromiso me acuerdo claramente de este. Era una cita con un chico que denominaré L. El me invitó a salir al cine el mismo día que mi padre me había invitado a almorzar para tener una conversación sumamente importante. Se lo había dicho a L, que ese almuerzo era importante y que podía afectar nuestra cita. Pues así mismo fue, después de una larga conversación donde me enteré que mi hogar estaba oficialmente roto. Salí totalmente descorazonada a mi casa para reconstruirme y cumplir con L. Llegue tarde a la cita, lo que causo una serie de disgustos en L. Su actitud no me gusto ya que hacia énfasis en la tardanza una y otra vez. Pero nuestra cita era una insignificancia al lado de ese almuerzo. Terminó nuestra salida con la siguiente frase: Yo habré llegado tarde pero tú, en tu arrogancia llegaste temprano. Tal vez si ese almuerzo no hubiese ocurrido la cita hubiese sido un éxito. Pero si L en esos momentos no entendía la razón por la cual llegue tarde solo era cuestión de tiempo que fuera igual de insensitivo con cualquier asunto que fuera igual o más fuerte como la desaparición de mi “hogar”. Así que mi tardanza me salvo, me permitió ver la verdadera cara de L y decirle adiós propiamente. |
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| Law School Journals |
[Aug. 31st, 2008|12:45 pm] |
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| | Insane Clown Posse - I didn't mean to kill him | ] | As a treat for all my peeps! (LOL so dorky) I have decided to publish the journals that one of my professors makes us (yes, MAKES us) do for the Clinic. The Clinic is meant for us future lawyers to have a taste of the real world... So far we are a stone's throw away from singing Kumbaya. yeah..... |
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| The most romantic song...at least to my ears |
[Aug. 16th, 2008|09:46 pm] |
Lithium Flower: from GITS soundtrack sung by: Scott MAtthew
she's so cold and human it's something humans do she stays so golden solo she's so number nine she's incredible math just incredible math
and is she really human? she's just so something new a waking lithium flower just about to bloom I smell lithium now smelling lithium now
how is she when she doesn't surf? how is she when she doesn't surf? how is she when she doesn't surf? I wonder what she does when she wakes up? when she wakes up
so matador so calm so oil on a fire she's so good she's so good she's so goddess lithium flower so sonic wave yeah, she's so groovy, yeah she's so groovy yeah
wow, where did she learn how to surf? wow, where did she learn how to surf? wow, where did she learn how to surf? you know I've never seen the girl wipe out
how does she so perfectly surf? how does she so perfectly surf? how does she so perfectly surf? I wonder what she does when she wakes up?
I wanna go surfing with her I wanna go surfing with her I wanna go surfing with her I wanna go surfing with her |
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| por estar viendo youtube lo q va a pasar |
[May. 21st, 2008|12:58 am] |
Son la 1 de la mañana. Estamos en finales. Nos pusimos a ver cuando video de bebes riendose y haciendo moneria salian. Hasta q demomento:
Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: hey, como te fue en el examne? Mano nos colgamos, pero hemos visto la mejor recopilacion de risas de babies y dancing toodlers Cat god Pam Chan! (1/2) lady of mayhem and porn. says: LOL!!!!! |
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| I have good answers, for the wrong things --> Im nice enought to point out where the smileys should |
[May. 1st, 2008|10:43 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Bjork - Hyperballad | ] |
Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: A pig’s orgasm lasts for 30 minutes. (It’s just not fair. They’re allowed.. no EXPECTED to be fat… are pretty damned smart, if you believe the rumors, AND get 30 minute orgasms without even trying? Without having to put on corsets and high-heeled boots? The only thing that’s keeping me from ranting further is the whole ‘bacon’ issue.) Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: someone's respons to the pigLady of Mayhem and Porn Pammers Chan! says: *laughing smiley* !!!!Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: its all about the baconLady of Mayhem and Porn Pammers Chan! says: *pervy smiley* you know itNana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male’s head off. Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: nunca entendi porque, but its creepy as hellLady of Mayhem and Porn Pammers Chan! says: es como el hombre humano --> suficiente sangre para 1 organo --> adivina cual van a escojerNana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: *smiley that has tears from laughter* Nana! the other 1/2 of The Ladies of Mayhem and Porn says: indeedLady of Mayhem and Porn Pammers Chan! says: feel free to post that on FB |
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| Toiler Humor |
[Mar. 24th, 2008|10:04 pm] |
Nana Paletas! says: me acabo de pinchar el dedo con una puerta del baño, me cago en la madre de la puta puerta, casi pierdo el dedo Nana Paletas! says: me dueleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: sue!!! sue the school and the toilet! Nana Paletas! says: good idea!!!! Nana Paletas! says: but i'm to lazy Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: yell at the toilet then Nana Paletas! says: I can do that Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: its therapeutic!! Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: plus toilets are used to dealing with shit Nana Paletas! says: and assholes Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: they might be short tempered cause they get pissed a lot Nana Paletas! says: are we awesome or what? OR WHAT? Shaman of Maracas Pam Chan! says: out toilet humor is da shit!!! |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 22nd, 2008|11:02 am] |
I finished reading the last Harry Potter book. WOW |
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| I'm alive I promise!! |
[Feb. 8th, 2008|07:13 pm] |
Guys!!! I'm sorry I haven't communicated with you yet!! I bit off more than I could chew this semester so I have classes EVERY day except Sunday...yay....*sobs* So!!!--> my schedule is kind of weird but I do have time to go to Lunch so just ring me up to set up a meeting (Almuerzo en el centro XD) I miss you lots!! and I love you
PS This is aimed for my friends here in PR but to US people --> I love you too and would love to lunch with you too. |
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| Dear Santa |
[Dec. 27th, 2007|12:23 pm] |
Dear Santa: All I asked for was peace of mind. Since I didn't get it I decided to revert to my naughty ways. I'm dumping toxic waste in the ocean and spraying toxic hairspray directly to the sky. I'm doing this so the ice caps melt faster and thus you become homeless. I'm not asking anything from the 3 Wise men since their homeland is under pressure right now with the war and all. But you fat bastard got me nothing! Payback time! Love; Pam |
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| Another randome phrase from my random mind |
[Dec. 11th, 2007|07:35 pm] |
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| | Marilyn Manso - The New Shit | ] | Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: ewwwwww
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: I opened my windows
Miss Ana Cherry Cupcakes says: what?
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: to let the cool tropical storm winds in
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: poop odors came in
Miss Ana Cherry Cupcakes says: gross Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: (icon that goes yep)
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: ahh at least the rain will take care of that
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: see!
Pammy Pie Chan! aka Sweet Lollypop-->Buen Viaje Frannie!!!! says: I try to blend in with nature and she shits on me |
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| Jeez!!! Blast from the past!! |
[Dec. 10th, 2007|07:13 pm] |
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| | crazy | ] | In a moment of weakness I managed to find these:
God!! I wish they still made cartoons like this!!! |
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