About
RAWR!!! Hello ladies and gentlemen, I would like to welcome you into the world of Skeez. I do warn you: those of the faint of heart and Twilight-ers turn back now. Now then, lets begin. I find it appropriate that you first know who I am. Unfortunately, I cannot reveal my true identity at the time (stupid Cubans -.-") so you, my good friend, may call me simply, Skeez. What is this name? Just something my friend called me when she couldn't remember my name when we first met. Anyway, where were we? Ah yes... So I am rather...well...lets say "interesting." Many of you in the social pool might think of me as a hyper-active-ADD-spaz-thing, but that is because you are quite misinformed. I happen to be intellectual believe it or not. Yes there is indeed a working, unspoiled mind underneath this plane crash of my conscious head. The part I choose to control is rarely seen... It's usually viewed during class of if you make the FATAL mistake of challenging me in any way, shape, or form...Beware. But then there is the insane, skitzo-esque part of me so often seen. Ask any one that's had a casual conversation, I'm able to change the subject on the spot, usually while poking something or someone OR jumping around on some sort of spontaneous adrenaline rush. Oh another thing, do not under any circumstances (unless you enjoy killing brain cells) give me coffee. Mmmmmm coffee.... Sorry the sane Skeez is back. Back to the scary part of my brain! In (I'm assuming the center) of my brain, is a very dark and depressing place. Spiders and vampires and creepy crawlies and all of my serial0killer thoughts and such are shoved away back there. If you can manage to get my evil side to emerge. I congratulate you, for i have mastered keeping it away from the peanut gallery, so to speak. But then there is another part to me: the caring side. I apologize for my apparent hatred in my speech here because I happen to be in an angsty mood right now, but that's coming up next so sit tight, little monsters. Now, the caring part of me, well, it's pretty damn efficient. I am the group therapist in my web of cohorts. I cannot recall one event where I couldn't find a solution (not counting me of course, we all know that the fixers are usually the most ******** up when the get some sort of problem...). One more warning before i forget: I do curse often, because most of the time, I'm speaking in such a frenzied manner and at such a quick pace, that more intelligent words elude me. Last but not least, my angst. Oh how i LOVE my angst! I am rather sick-humored so the torture of others is very entertaining! And what better to fuel my angst than drama? Drama. I hate even the word. Anyway...yes my angst can be somewhat fun, that is unless you are the source of my toying and ********. The strangest part about yours truly, is that I manage to have several of these different parts of my brain working at once. And no, you bastards, I don't have any sort of disorder or anything like that so go ******** yourself with something hard and sand-papery. For example, not only can I demean you, I can do it while simultaneously entertaining others! Those two usually go hand-in-hand...Personally, I find the most hilarious combo I can express is angst/darkness therapy-man! Its quite an ear-full to get one of my FAMOUS speeches on just about anything, because I can GUARANTEE that you will end up laughing at someone else or at their expense (that's right kiddies! I use involve the audience!). Oh! As a last note, don't you EVER use any of the following insults: gay, f**, f*****t, queer, or anything like that. I will KILL you because not only are a TON of my friends gay/lesbian/bisexual, but my MOM has a girlfriend SO SUCK IT YOU INSENSITIVE ********.
Comments
View All Comments
okkkkk. lol