So, recently, a good friend of mine was mugged in broad daylight by some... "person" on the streets of Harrisburg.  And yesterday, I was in a car accident on 581, which was caused by some... "driver" rearending me.  I was doing 75 but I guess that wasn't fast enough for him.  And then this... "driver" and his bitch proceded to pull some shit on me "Yo dawg can we let this slide, I don't got insurance"  "come on man be a brotha for me".  The reason I have words in quotes is because all the catalyst's in these chain of events were of the same race, one that is not white.  In orderto not offend, I choose to remain vague on who I am talking about, But I have written this song to help explain my feelings a little better.

Well I hate all the people of a certain race
All the jungle-ass booties and their dark brown face
And I hate how they think they can get white ass
When they can't even afford a car full of gas
And I hate how they all call their shiny teeth "grillz"
How I wish they would all overdose on crack and "pillz"
And I hate the way they dance around like fairy fags
Come on friends, lets go buy ourselves some bodybags

(Chorus) Hearing gunshots echo throughout the night
Goddamn I wish the whole world was white
Hearing rap music without a car in sight
Goddamn I wish the whole world was white

And I hate how they refer to themselves as "brothas"
Personally I think that they're all a bunch of gay "luvas"
And I hate how they listen to nothing but rap
All you rappers sound the same and sound like crap
And I hate them all so much that I wrote this song
Come on friends, everybody sing the fuck along

Hearing gunshots echo throughout the night
Goddamn I wish the whole world was white
Hearing rap music without a car in sight
Goddamn I wish the whole world was white
Innocent people getting asked to fight
Goddamn I wish the whole world was white
Having an advantage when it comes to height
Godamn I wish the whole world was white

Goodbye bitches, God bless

You know, the only reason I even bother to update this anymore, is for my own entertainment.  I like to write ambiguous entries, and then see the people who think I'm talking about them have all sorts of outrageous reactions.  It really makes my day.  So I may not have a life, or anything at all to write about, but it's great to know I can log on here anytime I want, say that you are a fucking cunt and don't deserve to live, and get a lot of response from people that think it's them.  Thank you all so much, you fucking cunts.  I love you all, in that weird hateful way.

P.S.  You really are a fucking cunt

Alright, here's some things about xanga that piss me off

I think it's extremely fucking amusing that certain people seem to be under the impression that if they change their xanga name like every fucking week, they're getting a "Fresh Start".  What a crock of shit.  Creating a new Xanga username doesn't magically erase your past.  Creating a new Xanga username doesn't change you're outlook on life.  And most importantly, changing your xanga name doesn't mean the people you don't want to read your site in the first place won't find the new one.  I wish I was cool enough to go through seventeen xangas in a year...

I also love it when someone subscribes to hundreds upon thousands of xangas, just to feel like they actually have friends.  I'm not that great at math, but I do believe that Number of Friends You Have does not = Number of People You Are Subscribed To On Xanga.  I'm not talking about the people that go to someone's site and are like "oh, they are dating my friend and seem cool, I'll subscribe"  No, that's not too bad.  I am talking about the people that go to someones site and are like "wow, she's hot.  she lives (insert number here)states away, but I'll subscribe anyway, maybe I have a chance!".  Or the people that are like "Hey this person is in one of the same blog rings as I am!  I'm going to subscribe".  Or even "Hey, I like this persons layout, I am going to subscribe!"  That last one could apply to anything really.  Layout, Musical Taste, Month of Birth, Last Name, First Name, etc.  Do yourself a favor and get some real friends.

I also love the people that feel a need to comment on every fucking entry possible.  Someone could update and say like "I am going to bed"  and probably get multiple comments from dumbasses that say stupid shit like "strawberries" or some useless shit like that.  I've seen a lot of long, thought out, even heartfelt entries on some xangas that don't get a single comment, then I see stupid shit like "I went bowling tonight it was a lot of fun" and it'll get like 7 comments and 12 eprops and I just don't get it.

Lastly, I love the people who give random shout outs to "all their homeboys/homegirls" at the end of every single entry.  It's extremely out of place, and it makes the people who are not listed feel like absolute shit.  And none of these people even spell their names how they were biologically given to them!  I see people like "aight imma get offa hear butt 1st id like ta say wuttup to muh gurlz ami, jeni, jazmyn, ashli, Thaddeus, and sami!  Thanx 4 all da good tymez gurlz!"  The best part about it?  The kids that do this are WHITE!!!

If I see anyone practicing these techniques, I will flame your ass so bad the NYFD won't be able to put you out!

Goodbye bitches, God bless

When it comes to updating my xanga, on a scale of 1 to 10, I am about a negative two point three.

Anyways,  I really don't have much to say.  I seem to have grown out of xanga.  I can't find easily offended people as much, I can't write incredibly absurd songs off the top of my head anymore... I just don't know what to do with myself and my xanga.

Some things worth mentioning...  the one year anniversary of DepressedGothCutters last update recently passed.  I WIN!  FUCK YOUR MOM FUCK YOUR SISTER FUCK YOUR GRANDMOM AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, FUCK YOU!  (that quotes from a movie.. if anyone can guess which one, they get a prize)  Aside from DGC not updating, lord syther shut his site down.  It just goes to show you that I am better than everyone.

To clear up any misconception, I was never in prison.  In fact that entire song was a bunch of shit.  I apologize to anyone fucking stupid enough to believe it.  And after that, I apologize for calling them fucking stupid (even though they are)

Speaking of fucking stupid, I live in the fuckingest stupidest state ever.  Good ol'  Pencil-vania!  There has been two separate incidents, in the past month or two, in our state's capital Harrisburg, where young adults have engaged in the consumption of large quantities of alcohol, and then tried to be a fucking hero or something.  Both include Harrisburg buildings, the first, some girl was drunk and wanted her guy friend to hold her out the window so she could see the city.  I guess she failed to realize that just looking out the window gives you a fairly decent view itself.  Well her bf was a little tipsy as well, and after a couple minutes of this shenanigans, he dropped her and the bitch fell to her death.  No word yet on whether this tardbag will get charged with murder or not.  The second happened on St. Patricks Day.  A day that's supposed to be Irish green was tinted with blood red and death black.  A couple young adults, all expert mountain climbers, were drinking in harrisburg.  After they were blasted, they had an urge to go rock climbing.  But there are no rocks in Harrisburg, no.  Just buildings.  Tall, harmless buildings.  So they actually managed to climb 2 or 3, but eventually, a bitch fell to her death.  The bulding was charged with murder and was sentenced the death penalty via bulldozer.  (sorry, that was my lame ass joke).

So what is the message in these stories?  Is drinking bad?  Is drinking in public bad?  Why was it a female victim in both stories?  Im not sexist but that struck me as odd...  So what do you people think?

Finally, I have some comments from my most previous entry, albeit from two months ago, but felt they should be addressed.

ok well i dont know if your being mean but dont right harsh things on n/e ones xanga im not kidding well have a nice day and ill pray for you

amanda

Posted 1/17/2006 at 10:38 PM by mwfbchick  - delete - block user

How ironic... she can't tell if I am trying to be mean to people, or not.  Well, neither can I dear.  When it comes to you that is.  You threaten me, then remind me that you're not kidding... but close by saying you'll pray for me.  Aww, how precious.  I'll pray for you too sweetie.

Oh really now? Injuring Carson? Fuck no. If you watch the replay, Kimo clearly was disappointed because he could tell Carson was hurt. Fuck Cincy...How about Indy, the 'best' team in football? Gotta feel sad (and sick) for Indy, nearly running the table, and not making it out of Divisional!

Posted 1/17/2006 at 10:23 PM by TrueLiberalism - delete - block

This was in response to my beloved Bengals losing to Harrison's Steelers (who later won Supberbowl Extra Large, as in Extra Large Hoax).  The reason I put this on here was to let people know that Harrison here, is not a bad ass.  He tries to sound it in this comment, but honestly, this is the only time I've ever seen him drop the F bomb, and probably the most I've ever seen him swear in general.  The profanity doesn't help your point however, I still maintain Cinci would have won that game with Palmer.

I am working on some songs, but until then...
Goodbye bitches, God bless...

It has come to my attention that I have not updated in exactly two months.  It has also come to my attention that every fucking xanga I read for like a week and a half stretch two weeks ago, people were writing what seems to be a new fad, a Year In Review for 2005.  I have composited this review, in the form of a song:

I've
Never felt so alive
In two thousand and five
but now it's gone...

I've
Never felt so alive
In two thousand and five
but now its FUCKING GONE

One more year, down the drain
Sped right by me like the rain
Had some fun, fucked some chicks
Hit my ex's house with bricks
Met a girl, then broke up
She said I was a fuck up
Took a trip, went to France
Stole some girls underpants
Got depressed, wished to die
Ok that part was a lie
Went to school, met a chick
Later learned she had a dick
Went to a party, did some drugs
Played with some hot girl's jugs
Wrecked by car back in July
And accidentally killed some guy
Went to jail for just three weeks
Inmate got me 'tween the cheeks
Extended trip to jail
Bastard Dad wouldn't pay the bail
I got out, shot him dead
Blamed it on my ma instead
Now she's gone, sentenced for life
My dead dad's got a brand new wife
Desperate girl, dating the dead
Walked in on her giving head
Back to school, made new friends
Failed my classes, semester ends
Over break, got no job
Went to 7/11 to rob
Got tons of cash, thanks to my lead pipe
I'm usin 20s and 50s to wipe
Now rich and famous, the life I lead
Has just been told for you to read

Good bye bitches, God bless!