Moi blog...heh...

Hiyah I'm Mariah!

Also known as Jag, Jaggers, Jaggykinz, Mar, Mari, Mariah, Jaguaresssss, Riah, and RIIIIIIAAAAAAAAA. (don't ask)

I am one of the original four, like, duh, or else I wouldn't have a blog on here...

I am well known for my sense of humor, sarcasm, intensity, evility, superb writing skillz, and unforgiving admin-niness. If I yell at you on the boards, don't hate me for it. It's just my nature to be a little over-pushy sometimes. But still, if I yell at you, its prolly for a good reason...

I have a fanfinc account (found in teh fanfic section) and an original work blog (found in teh orginal work section).

BTW, I got the banner in my siggy from www.funkyjunksite.com which is friggin' HILARIOUS! Well, to me at least....

EDIT: ZOMG, WRONG SITE! Ugh, jaggykinz is not happy with her idiocy....

the site is www.funnyjunksite.com/funny/funny-cat-pictures

heh, this site was reported and shut down for plaigarism and intended copyright infringement. :>

I feel like telling everyone who I would vote for in the Admin awards, so I'm going to. Ah, I wish life were this simple all the time. You know, just doing whatever you want to do....no questions asked.....

.....

like stripping in public.....*wink, wink*....

.....

Anywho, heres my vote. Technically my vote doesn't mean sh*t because I'm and admin and the admins can't vote here, but here it is nonetheless.

Most Charming-Twi
Coolest-AT
Most Understanding-Twi
Best Banner Maker-AT
Most Opinionated (but is always right)- AT/Me
Most Creative- Twi (btw, Twi, when are you gonna send me the rest of that fanfic you showed me a long time ago? The one about the bitter vamp. married to his ideas? I know I'm one to talk though. I haven't sent you a chapter since god knows when....)
Most Likely To Strip In Public-Me
Most Likely To Be President-AT
Most Likely To Write A Book-Me
Most Likely To Own A Ferrari- AT/Me
Most Dazzling Smile-PB
Sexiest- AT/Me

Okie dokie artichokie, since everyone seems to have their own official emoticon, mine is some kind of combination of these;



Do the math.

woo-hoo-hhoo-hoooooooooooooo!!! I started on the fourth chapter of reflection! *huggles self* Ah, it kind of sucks, but at least I'm trying to get back into the swing of things.

You can find in under my thread on the "Fanart" topic.

You all might have noticed that in every topic under every thread that there are two posts that seems to repeat themselves these are;

"Ben makes my pants hot. I wish he would AHEM me 'till I split in half...ef YEAH" or something like that, by my girl camz.

Followed by "Hell no! I want to AHEM Ben more!"

No, ben, neither of us actually hots for you.

This was a dare. A very effing stupid effing dare, but a effing dare nonetheless.

I joined the birthday game of truth or dare. I warned people of my sense of humor, and was challenged to dare someeone nonetheless.

I dared camz to post said quote in every topic under every thread.

In response, Twi and Camz dared back that I should follow with other said post.

And now, my back effiing hurts like eff, im effing tired like nobodys effing business, and will never eff an effing effed up effing game of effing truth or effing dare ever effing again.

Eff it.

I am sure that many people are aware of my suspicions of many sexual goings-on between RPattz (I will NOT call him spunk) and Kristen Stewart.

In response to myself, I have made an avatar;



No, he is not actually pinching her butt here, but it looks like it.

I will make my case now.

In this video, (just let it roll through the scene then the interview will come up), the MTV person asks them if there is anything going on between the two.

Please note the split second where Robert looks like "oh sh*t". Please also note how he immediately jumps to be sarcastic and tries to make a joke out of it to cover up his blush. Please also note how Kristen does not reply and simply looks nervously up at Rob like "this one's on you, babe."

I currently cannot find the clip where Kristen picks a peice of food out of his teeth after saying that he is handsome. She then rubs it on his sleeve and he replies with a seductive "Yummy", then laughs at his bad-*ss witty self.

If anyone has a link for this clip, please pm it to me and then I can go more in depth with my very important and outspoken opinion on other people's lives.

Thank you.

HAHA! I have found IT!!!!

I ask you to watch every clip they have set in the roll, it is of extreme importance to my ego.

In the first video, please note that she has her finger in her own mouth right before she puts her finger in his.

Also, when she is talking about her dining room table, Rob gets all quiet, like he is unsure of what she is about to say. Now I do not doubt that they put alot of heart into this script at her house, but I am not completely positive that this was all the "productivity" going on there.

In the next video, Robert acts all fidgety when asked what he likes best about kristen. Then, at a lack of something to say, he says that she is the best actress of her generation. This doesn't really support my point, but it does prove that he is kind of an arrogant prick.

Further proving his arrogant prickiness, he laughs and says "I think we should just cut that **** out" and puts his elbow in front of her face.

And when she says that he's "very handsome", he laughs. Please note the arrogant look on his face right before she says this.

WHOA!

I would like you to watch this. It just flushes away any doubt that Robert has been -insert shagging, bonking, banging, effing, or any word you find most descriptive for sexual intercourse- Kristen stewart.

It would work best if you were to skip to the part at 2:57. As the girl says, watch his right hand.

Watch how, as he passes, it so simeltaneously finds its way to Kristen Stewarts hindquarters, Watch how, as it arrives at its destination, a slight tremor goes through his hand and gentle pressure is applied.

Watch him "smack that", so to speak.

Ugh, my iPod headphones broke, and the ones I'm using now hurt my earses. *sniffle*

NEVER buy Philips ear buds. They hurt like hell, and make your ears all red.

Does anyone know of a good brand of earbuds? You know, ones that fit in your ears without having to shove them down, and still have good quality?

pm me if you do.

XDD

Anyone hear dof that song Piece Of Me by Britney Spears? That is probably the ONLY b.s. (heh, those are her initials) song I like.

I was just looking through the pictures that google images has for Kristen Stewart, and I realized how pretty she is. She doesn't even have to weaar make-up or anything.

I hate her.

lol

Actually, I'm not laughing, I'm crying.

That was just a metaphor, for anyone who takes what I say seriously.

Not that there are many people who do.

I FEEL SO BAD FOR MYSELF.

These don't really count as banners/avies, since no-one is ever gonna use (or see) them besides here, so im not gonna bother putting them under banner/avies.

If you don't see yourself here, it is because you don't suck up enough!

LOL, jk.

It just means you need to laugh a little more whenever I make stupid, embarrasssing jokes, pfft.

ENJOY!!!!























Twi, PB, I'm workin' on you guys.

Anyone else I missed? Keep in mind that we have about 60 users...

These aren't any1 in particular, just random ones I did.

Ah, the week is finally -completely- over.

Unfortunately, this means that a new week has just started again. Funny how it works like that...

Anywho, most of you probably know that my schoolyear ended in, like, march, so I've been just sitting around on my ass all day (where else is there to sit ) crashing forums and such, ruining people's lives, you know, the usual.

I should probably start writing again, but I really don't have the mental stamina. :/

For all you writer's who read this, have you ever noticed that you get soo many good ideas that you think will be fantabulous and productive and you write it down, then you find it a year later and you're like, "oh, shit, I never wrote that."?

I have like a million of those shoved under my bed.

The only thing that really works for me is one-shots; because you can write them in one sitting, and edit them on your own.

After four days of choking humid heat, a summer cold, and a heat-induced fever, the east coast finally got some rain last night! Yey! *does the east coast got rained on last night dance*

Well, ttfn. Off to roleplay.

It is early, and I am awake, and I am awake, and it is early.

I am tired because it is early and I am awake.

I am awake because I am tired, and it is early.

It is early because I am tired and awake (but not really).

So by all means, take your time. LAUGH. Because you're probably sitting comfortably in a comfortable time on a comfortable chair comfortably eating a comforting cookie.

Bastard.

I am awake, it is early, and I am tired.

Understood?

6:12 am

I just made myself some fried egges, porkroll, and coffee.

:>

yum

Dude, I am seriously craving Chips Ahoy right now.

Like, nobody's freakin' business.

Which kind of ultimately sucks to no possible end because I don't have any, and if I wake my mom up to tell her that I need cookies, she will shit herself and then beat the shit out of me.

Family tenderness, eh? :/

And I ate all my Edy's choco-mint-chip ice cream, so I can't have any of that either.

Anyway, I'm off to live someone else's life on roleplay.

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Ta, love. :>

I swear to God, I'm like, nocturnal.

I sleep all friggin' day and then I get up at two (am) and do everything I have to.

Then, around 10 or elven, I go back to bed.

Ah well.

Good even' to you.

My name is now you.

Thats right, you.

mrh, can't really take credit for the quote, but i did pair it with the picture.




heh...

ugh, its 5 am, I'm going to sleep, lol

Evey should be getting back today. I probably won't be on for it though. :/

Shame on me.

Well, I kind of have an excuse because technically I'm supposed to be grounded and not on at all. The only reason I am on is because my mom isn't home and she doesn't know that you can delete the internet history. :>

Dammit, Imma have to beg for a cell phone if I ever expect to get one.

GOD&*$%ITMOTHA&#$%A@*#^FACED@$$HOLEBASTARDWORTHLESS&#$%!

I made a new word! :>

Forum creation is the biggest pain in the donkey the the dear lord in heaven ever created to test us. If you are not one for making new words, do not attempt this. o_O

Eff proboards.

Eff forum maker.

Eff phpBB3.

And eff you, my friend.

Sorry, just had to say that.

'Tis 4:45 am, and I have been up since about 9:30 pm yesterday. W00T, NOCTURNAL! I have started *coughanothercough* planning process for *coughanothercough* story I intend to write. *cough, cough* I am trying to create a writing forum to help myself, and other young and undoubtedly talented and charming writers much like myself, but find myself effed in the donkey-rear- because the effing effed up effer won't eff right.

*AHEM* work right. It won't, uh, work right.

So, here I am, shinning woefully amidst the glow of my laptop screen. I look to the east, and see a window. 'Tis just a window, something often overlooked. For we do not seek to view the window, but that which the window itself provides view to. I look beyond my window, to the bloody red sun, as its liquid slowly soaks through the soft blue sky. It rises, pushing forward, urging itself to press on. Though it knows it will die again in less than a day, still it faithfully rises. It is its duty, and one it will not falter from.

As I cotemplate this miraculous work of Gaia, I cannot help but think,

EFF THAT! YOU'RE EFFIN SHINNING IN MY EFFIN EYES, YOU EFFING EFF EFFER! GO EFF YOURSELF IN THE donkey-rear- AND EFF ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE! OH YEAH, THERE IS NO EFFIN SOMEONE YOUR OWN EFFIN SIZE! GUESS YOU JUST HAVE TO EFF YOURSELF, YOU EFFIN EFF-FACE! OH, BURN, EFFER!

*waves giddily*

Ciao!

And, of course, we suddenly have five guests the moment after I post a profanity-laden blog.

Ah, the ironies of life.

*trips and falls into a hole*

*calls up* "I'm fine! Holy shizzle, is that a snake?"

CUTE!!!

This was sent to me last night from a good friend. I only hope that I am the real friend and not the fake one.

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM

FAKE FRIENDS: have never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: cry with you

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours

FAKE FRIENDS: know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you

FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life

FAKE FRIENDS: will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you

FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to get it back!

If you were killed today , I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did it.

First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...

I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to 14 people that you really care about, including the person that sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are **AMAZING**

I received this PM from four different people last night. Sadly, I am almost positive that three out of the four were total bullshit, considering only one person here nearly knows that well.

Now, considering the fact that I have received this from four people, and I am expected to send it to another fourteen per one I receive, I would have to copy and paste this fucker Fifty-six....count 'em....ifty-six....

once

twice

thrice

four, uhm, ice

fice

sice

sevice

eice

nice

tice

elice

twelice

thirtice

fourtice

fiftice

sixtice

sevetice

eightice

ninetice

twentytice

And holy crap mothereffer, I'm not even halfway through.

So, considering that every regular on this site has probably already received this PM thrice times and thrice times over, and there aren't fifty-six people I know well enough on this to care about this much, do not be offended when you do not receive a PM from me thrice times telling you about the trials and tribulations or real and fake friendship, calling other people's parents mom/dad, or going to prison and killing people.

Snobish as this may seem, I found having this PM once was fine, but thrice more times was a major pain in the donkey.

If anyone else sends this to me, I will delete it and ban them.



Have yet another nice day.

In an attempt to shed a few extra pounds, which I have been assured by numerous people who have never laid eyes on me 'is not necesary', yesterday, I decided to go on a diet.

Well, not really, because this diet would consist of "Well, I don't eat anything, and when i feel like I'm about to faint, I eat a cube of cheese" (Devil Wears Prada).

Now, this went just dandy for the first six hours, until my mother annouced that we were going to Shop-Rite. Helpful hint, never go to the grocery store hungry.

The first time I slipped up was innocently gnawing on a peice of beef jerky. Don't be fooled-this is not real food, no matter what the package says. ._.

The second was by the bakery. You know, I think they have the doughnuts set up ON PURPOSE so you can see and smell their heavenly caloric sugar-laden selves, but cannot access them. Well, needless to say, I got meself a buttercreme doughnut. :>

Yum.

Third time: Chocolate milk. Now, there's nothing wrong with chocolate milk, it might even fit into the no-food diet considering that it is a liquid, but not on a day when all you've had is processed manufactured SHIT for nutrition.

My mother failed to mention that we were having fried chicken for dinner. Enough said.

Now, Ice cream is a beautiful thing; even more so when you don't have any. But upon the opening of my freezer, what did I see?

WHAT DID I SEE?

If you guessed Ice Cream, you are one smart ice cream. *cough* Cookie. I meant cookie, one smart cookie. So, I couldn't resist.

BUT

HOWEVER

NEVERTHELESS

I managed to stay strong and resist the bowl of Reeses' Peices which is now sitting in front of me. *coughhalfemptycough*

I am not fat, no, just hungry. o_O

Now that I think about it, the ironic thing is, if I hadn't been trying to diet (aka if I gave myself the mental allowance to simply eat when I felt like eating) I probably wouldn't have eaten half the shit I did yesterday.

Whereas, when my mental blockage was in full swing (and I was trying my hardest NOT to eat) it was like a fuckin' free-for-all. I could not stop stuffing my face.

Kind of like a toddler, you know? You tell them that they can't have something, then they go and color all over it or poop on it or hide it under their booster seat or something. Not that I do this with my food...

:EDIT: *sigh* You people are never on when you're supposed to be...

BTW, diet pepsi and Reeses' Peices do NOT (repeat) do NOT taste good together. taste good together.

Hehe.