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Jhaixus
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Name: Stinky
Country: Equatorial Guinea
Gender: Male
Interests: Robots, machines, transformers, shaving my head, not wearing underwear, not ever changing my clothes, not bathing, making everyone around me miserable.
Expertise: Seducing women by intoxicating them with my body odor.
Occupation: Engineering
Industry: Engineering
Message: message me
AIM:  IwishIwasaTransformer
Member Since:
8/15/2004
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| Okay, this is going to be my last post. I tried talking to Nathan and Tanya the day before yesterday. I don't think it went so well. I stayed for two whole hours, and Tanya didn't tell me to ask her a question once. *sigh, scratch scratch* I told Nathan to open his eyes, since I can't. He'll never listen. He's pathetic. If my mom wasn't there, I would have grid his empty skull under my bootheel.  I tried to get Tanya to confess to something, but I'm not sure even I know what it was. I was all like, "Tanya.....Tanya......don't you have something to say? Uh.....reconsile. This is about you. Um......Aye. Aye." Fucks them both.
In good news, since I started crying out of my left eye when I got in my mom's car when I left, she bought me a transformer. My final two thoughts:
Nathan, you need to...look at how people are.
And to everyone else...Thor's day....Thursday? Is there any doubt norse gods are real? Think about it. | | |
| This may be my last journal entry for a while. *squints* I've been wearing these dark goggles to hide the shame I have about my eye. My uncle burnt it out with a cigar after I refused to anally service him. I later did. Anyways, the goggles are making it hard to look at the computer screen. If this was a notebook, I'd probably burn it. Once, I wrote down everything I ate for a week, and then burnt it when I was done. Sometimes I think I know too much. | | |
| my trailer was smashed to bits in the storm. I live in a dumpster behind the library now. It's been improving my odor. I'd stay with my mom, but she hates me, just like everyone else I know! Except for Tanya. I'm still confused why she won't talk to me. God knows I'm the most charismatic, hot, and compatable man she's ever met. Sometimes I'm just like Vin Diesel. Other times, I burn my journals. | | |
| I found out nathaniel got drunk a few weeks ago. I don't see why Tanya broke up with me over him. He should have just gotten over us. I wrote tanya an elaborate letter about it.
Title: drinking again?
"Hmmm.... Remind me why we "broke up" for him again?"
Maybe she'll leave him for me now. In further news, I like machines. And online games. Everyone should check out my character at http://www.gaiaonline.com/profile/profile.php?mode=viewprofile&u=579628 He's really cool. You should E-mail me at kiceros@mail2rage.com I thought rage was a good name...I do that a lot. Sometimes, I go out late at night and break things... I threw all my transformers in the garbage once when I was angry. I better stop now.
-I better stop now, Jordan | | |
| I don't photograph well... but i think iI'm a handsome man anyway. The ladies like mebecause im a mystery man. i work out a lot, and so i'm a musclehead, too. I'm running out of time on the computer. I have to use the library's computer because i don't have one of my own. Either way, my eye's beginning to act up again. If your reading this Tanya, you should move in with me. *scratches head* I don't think you're a flake. I may be mean, abrasive, your polar opposite, stinky, less intelligent, and generally disrespectful and uncaring of your wishes, but you think I'm hot. So come back to me.
Oh...one last thing. I took a quiz.
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