SO today i was just goin thru facebook u know trying to find some intresting vids of stupid
people doing stupid things that migt make me laugh, and so i came across this vid about this
really hot guy he calles himself Davey Wavey but i dunno if its his real name, sounds to
rhyme-ish so yea, back to the point, and he is gay DUH! all hot guys are gay...so anyway im not
gonna whine bout that...he got a bunch of vids...about like anything and he has this blog...n i was
just browsing and then this one post he posted really got me thinkin...bla bla long story short...when i die i want to be exactly like this worn out sneakers
UM...OKAY why in the world would u want to be a stinking pair of old gym shoes?
what an AWKWARD thing to be right?
so the story is that i want to be like this old stinking shoe cuz of its mental state...think of it...wouldn't u want to serve ur purpose? this shoe is so worn because someone loved it...they loved it to wear it ALL the time...they probably wore it everywhere.
im qouting
as davey weavy said -"When I die, I don’t want there to be a figurative tread untouched or a sole unworn. If there’s more than a few untwisting strings holding things together when I breathe my last breath, then I haven’t experienced or adventured to my full potential. I don’t want to die with possibilities unexplored or opportunities unrealized."
pretty deep right? so thats why i like to live my life one little adventure at a time, like trying something new, doing something diffrent...i always think that if u eat something weird that its just going to make you live that much longer...doing things that are our of my comfort zone...so yea, when i die, i dont want to be a new pair of shining adidas...i rather be a pair of old and fateful worn out sneaker. wrinkled, and worn by the choices i make while my body does its little dance of life..
SO to end this blog on a WAY lighter subject i'll just show u wuts my latest um...fetish? well not really but what ever, its my new obsession thing its the Dr.Martens incase u have been living under a freaking patchouli burger...they are this freaking awesome boots that are made during the war time that have war like qualities, there lean, mean and BAD ASS...they were 1st built to stand hard work and harsh weather and what not...and were later adopted but bad ass skinheads and soon earn the image of trouble makers, thief, and hardcore punks...so yea im gonna quit talking now so u can see how they look like...here..dont get jelous =)
Sunday, December 26, 2010
i want to be a patchouli burger
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Friday, November 26, 2010
im doing my research when i came across this picture...i found it kinda intresting...
*hint-look at the guys legs*...get it? haha
they say pictures worth a thousand words...well this one definitely speaks 1000 words for me
as forthis one...i wish my day could be replace by this..
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
Aquarious
everybody is doing something there always going somewhere...but now i ask..what am i doing? where am i going?...i got a question from someone today...where do u see yourself in 5 years? honestly, i really cant tell you...its u ask me that same question 5 years ago i'd give you the same answer...but if it didnt matter then...would it matter now? does one get wiser as one get older? or does one choose to get wiser...u always read rich people being rich and how poor people became rich...but no one really tell u about middle class people...what happens to them? are we all just doomed?...does your life really follow a certain master plan? or is your life based on the decisions that you make?...
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Thursday, October 7, 2010
a dark mass
what does it feel like
to see the dark mass spout
in front of u unexpectedly?
your body shakes with the sheer force
of the bark
each shout feels like a release
now ur looking at a pair of hand clutching
on the edge of the sink
distand , how very disconnected u feel
your head swirls your eyes start to roll
u breath but ur throat is clogged
by the remainder of the dark mass
and all you can do is pray for the
release
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
packing heave gear
is the human imagination deeper then what it seems?
how do you know the limitation of your mind if every time you see something that triggers your senses you cant help but to imagine...what if it were you?
when somebody tells you a story do you imagined it the way it happen? or do u imagine how u wish it would have been?...
the human mind and eye crave action, destruction and tragedy more then anything. the prove is in everyday occurring things like when there is a building being demolished the crowd is always bigger, when theres a tragic movie people flock to the cinema. when somebody is acting a little different we gossip of the worst that could be. we like to see ourselves as hopeless creatures always looking at a higher power to make it better.
why do we crave to create drama out of everything that pass our way?
avatar- james cameron
-i was not the one to be shot light years into space
hugs&kisses
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Wednesday, September 15, 2010
laying down a base fire
how sick is this song?!!!love it!! it just makes me wanna get up and start dancing...WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
you know i know how
to make them stop and stare
as i zone out
im feeling really in the NEON mood
so i been doin much assignment...n i finally dyed a patch of my hair pink which turned blond but still looks GREAT! i feel more designer with this rather then just bland brown hair...so i still got alot of work to do i just update this to show that my blog is NOT dead...i'll try to put in some awesome pics of tattoo next time round...when im free
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Thursday, July 22, 2010
those dreamy blue eyes
its been kinda long but i just wanted to say that im SUPER proud of my sister...in cheer 2010 to me she did the BEST...better then anyone out there...the commitment she spent, going for practicing, on SATURDAY MORNINGS...trust me i know after she keep bugging me to fetch her at 7 freaking am on SUNDAY mornings...i mean who actually wakes up at that kind of time on a SUNDAY?!!!during the weeks..no months before cheer 2010 she has been radiating with energy...sometimes she gets a little cranky like a typical teen but almost EVERYTIME shes just bouncing around the room n of the wall...cheer 2010 may not have given her an award but to me she wont the best n biggest award in my eyes...
honestly i NEVER particularly like cheerleaders...i still dont...n i probably never will..its just something about too much fake drama and the way they radiate false perkiness just disgust me, n d annoying part is that they dont just use it during their routine but they bring that attitude EVERY effing where they go...but this is just me just see my sister as a goofball doing all the splits and all that aerodynamic jumping, and karate chop flying kick whatever the hell u call that cheerleaders stunts...liz im SOO PROUD OF U!!i know i might not be there for many of ur event n things but im glad i was there to witness u beings in the ZONE n awesome
even if other people cant see, i saw all the hard work u put into making this work, from putting the squad together to collecting fees, finding a coach, coming up with ur own money, designing the uniform, choosing the color, finding a damn tailor, finding sponsors, sacrificing that 1 competition to teman me go c tokio hotel (even if u also wanted to see them) i know how much u also wanted to go to that competition, coming up with a routine, research, watching countless vids on cheering, learning from the vids, practicing on a lousy matress/mat with LIMITED space crashing into furnitures, staying up until dunno what time to do the banners n sign board...so yea even if i din rely give much of a damn, i still notice u doing all this n i salute u (world war 2 style)...if anyone asked me who my fav cheerleader in d whole world is i would say its you...
im so proud of u and i know that
chilli, bat, pierce, josh, pink, dunja, jeff, brownie and everyone from the acidjunkies are as proud of u as i am
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
A gunners day is never done
so here is a dose of world war II history
facts:-
Between 1939 and 1945 the Allies dropped 3.4 million tons of bombs, An average of about 27,700 tons of bombs each month.
(thats 1 shit load of bombs)
80% of Soviet males born in 1923 didn't survive World War 2
(wonder what happen to the other 20%)
3 or 4 ground men were wounded for each killed
(so if i had a group of 5 ppl 1 is meant to die and the other 4 wounded)
6 bomber crewmen were killed for each one wounded
(bad statics)
There were 433 Medals of Honor awarded during World War 2, 219 of them were given after the receipiant's death
40,000 men served on U-Boats during World War 2; 30,000 never returned
The US Army had more ships that the US Navy.
(why?)
The German Air Force had 22 infantry divisions, 2 armor divisions, and 11 paratroop divisions. None of them were capable of airborne operations. The German Army had paratroops who WERE capable of airborne operations.
(haha...get it?)
84 German Generals were executed by Hitler
(better not get on his bad side)
Among the first "Germans" captured at Normandy were several Koreans. They had been forced to fight for the Japanese Army until they were captured by the Russians and forced to fight for the Russian Army until they were captured by the Germans and forced to fight for the German Army until they were capture by the US Army.
(koreans? really? so sesat)
in the concentration camps an average of 6000 jews were killed in the gas chamber daily
(my advise...dont be a german jew during WW II)
women's hair (shaved from the heads of victims before they entered the gas chambers) was recycled for use in products such as rugs and socks.
(SOCKS!!! out of dead ppls hair?can u imagine if ur feets were freezing in the night?...i'd rather let my toes drop off)
Most members of the Waffen SS were not German.
(let me guess...they were koreans?)
The only nation that Germany declared war on was the USA.
(so much for draging all of europe into war...)
best funny fact:-
A number of air crewmen died of farts.yes u read correct FARTS (ascending to 20,000 ft. in an un-pressurized aircraft causes intestinal gas to expand 300%!)
heres a poem written by a pregnant wife of a soider that went of to fight in world war II..
WAR BABY
He has not even seen you, he
Who gave you your mortality;
And you, so small, how can you guess
His courage or his loveliness?
Yet in my quiet mind I pray
He passed you on the darkling way -
His death, your birth, so much the same -
And holding you, breathed once your name.
- Pamela Holmes
thats all for now...nites...
dont let those torpedoes wake u...
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010
i need to bitch..like big time...
OMG!!!!! SO F**king frustrated, i feel intense and claustrophobic, my fingers feel like curling and my ears feel like i just heard an orchestra of fingernail scratching on a chalk board,
!!!! @%$#@%&^%$!!!!!...why cant they just have microsoft f**king words for computer genius and microsoft f**king words for normal people?! GOSH! ITS 1.30 freaking am, and i cant F**KIng get the DAMNED Page numbers right, cuz microsoft words apparently has a mind of its own to just put random numbers on random pages...when i put page 1 as page 1...page 3 becomes page 1 also then page 57 becomes page 54 and page 2 becomes page 4...then when i correct it page 1 has NO number...page 2 becomes page 3 and the rest of the pages are right...then i do it again and all my documents are gone...when i undo it all my documents are jumble...and it goes like that on and on for 30 freaking minutes...i mean W.T.freaking.H then when i go out and wanna start new, a message pops up... 'do u wanna save the changes made on this doc.?'...i mean SERIOUSLY? do u thing i wanna save any changes that u fucked up for me?...um let me check....NO!! so i go back in and try to do it again...n guess wut...lo and behold it all happens A.G.A.I.N!!!! BAH! UGGGH!!!!! i feel like shooting someone up the nostrils so the brain will come splattering out from the top! *shoots myself in the left knee* and dies..
i dont care now...im gonna go press publish post then im gonna click SHUT FREAKING DOWN and crawl into my BED and fall asleep..
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Friday, June 25, 2010
kiss me im beautiful...
WARNING: NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED
i love art
but among all the kind of art that i like, the one that i ABSO(FRAKING)LUTELY LOVE would have to be body art...yes any sort of permanent body modification. piercing,tattoo,branding,scarification etc etc...
as for now im gonna talk about a little bit about MY LIMITED knowledge about branding and scarification
branding - is very similar to branding a cow. farmers used this method to identify their life stock so that they dont get mixed up with their neighbors livestock. its more like burning the skin
scarification - is the straight forward cutting away of the skin...
this are some pictures of the traditional branding of a cow...
the branding iron is heated
then the red hot iron is pressed onto the skin
the outcome
this are some images of branding and scarification on people
this are some of the thing that BLOW my mind
this is the wound right after its been clean
this is the wound during the heaing process
THE PROCESS
the cutting away of the skin...not for the fainthearted
healing process
1st design freshly healed (still abit pinkish) and the biggining of the 2nd design
both design nicely healed
branding and tattoo combined
fade away style...LOVE the idea
Beautifully done
The MOST beautiful brandindg i have ever seen...the way the scar heal the thickness of the scar is all level and the artwork detail all included...i can say this is the most perfect one i've ever seen
artwork done by john joyce a true artist in my eye
I AM gonna get one of these....DEFINITELY,
hopefully in the not to distant future...
Now u know y i love body art?
pink - aerosmith
-you can be my flamingo
hugs& kisses <333
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