Xakarineth

-road trip to Canada -learn to ballroom dance -get 2 more tattoos -attend at least 3 seperate amusement parks on 3 seperate occasions -lose virginity -attend at least 4 concerts -hold a bake sale so that I can properly fund all of these things.

I would have to say that my favorite song is a tie between "Unknown...despair...a lost" by Dir en grey and "Use Your Fist" by Marilyn Manson. As for favorite band/musician, well, that one gets interesting. It's a constant 3-way battle between Dir en grey, The GazettE, and Marilyn Manson. This week, Dir en grey is winning.

As many of you may or may not know, Mayhem Festival took place last Saturday at 1:00 PM at the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette Pavillion. (yes, I know they've re-named it into something else, but I can never remember the name, and I will always know it as the Post-Gazette. If your knickers are in that much of a twist over this, you seriously need to consult a Wedgie Therapist.) The encounter lasted many hours (I left at around 11:30) and many spectacular musicians were featured. KoRn, Rob Zombie, In This Moment, Shadows Fall, 3 Inches of Blood, etc. It was the biggest and best turnout in the entire history of the tour, and I am quite honored to say that I was a part of it, and I was, in fact, the only girl in an all-male moshpit. Keep in mind that all of these gentlemen were at least twice my size, and could very well have killed me if they so desired. And rest assured that I did get bashed up quite nicely. I got punched in the head/face 8 times, (in a row, mind you) had one of the suspenders torn off of my pants, got kicked/stepped on by a steel-toe boot (with the steel plate on the OUTSIDE) got shoved to the ground multiple times, had my hair pulled quite vigorously, and even had one of my earrings literally *ripped* from my ear. It was spectacular. But do not misunderstand me, as I kicked my fair share of asses as well. I did manage to break a man's nose, and gashed another's cheek open with my amethyst ring. (I escorted him to the EMTs, and they said that he would likely have to receive stiches) I did a substantial amount of damage. Many of the gentlemen with whom I was in contest were quite impressed with my battle efforts, and offered to buy me a drink. Upon finding out that I am only 19 years of age, they were even more impressed that they managed to get their collective asses handed to them by a 19-year-old butch lesbian who hadn't even consumed ANY form of alcohol or drug paraphenalia. And I even managed to get a few numbers when I screamed for the bands. Why? Because, as one young woman so eloquently put it: "When most girls scream for a band, they do the high-pitched squeal that's pretty much the equivolent of someone stabbing your eardrums with a steak knife. But you don't do that. You ROAR. Like a T-rex or somethin. It's REALLY hot." Long sotry short, it was amazing. I kicked ass, (as well as got my ass kicked) the musicians kicked ass, and it was, overall, a convention of kick-assery. Now, I know a lot of you reading this are wondering: Does this thread even have a point? Yes. Yes, it does. I posted this thread to ask all of you: Did you attend the Festival this year? (be it in Pittsburgh, or any other city where it was featured?) If so, what were your experiences? Did you enjoy yourself? Did you rock out with your cock out? Did you get completely shmammered and aren't even able to remember it? Share your Mayhem stories! Tell me all about it! If you did not attend the Festival, you have my pity. You really missed out on the most amazing event of the entire summer of 2010. (other than Comic-Con, but I wasn't able to attend that, so the arguement is invalid.) But I hope you have enjoyed my tales as much as I have enjoyed telling them and wasting precious time of your life that you will never get back. Thank you for your time, munny, and attention. Have a mediocre day! Sincerely, ~~Xakarineth~~

....Okay, I'll be the one to say it: I actually totally LOVE Hooters chicks. Why? A few reasons: 1.) They are smokin HOT! Do NOT deny this. 2.) They have to be the most chill ladies in the freaking WORLD to be able put up with the kind of people that they likely encounter on a day to day basis. 3.) When it comes down to it, they're just regular girls trying to make a living as best as they can. And hey, if people are stupid enough to go totally nucking futs over a girl with an excellent rack, then we *deserve* to have them take advantage of our weaknesses like that. 4.) Once again, they are smoking HOT. 5.) I've heard a few people say that Hooters is "demeaning to women" and "objectifies girls" and "turns men into raging horndogs" and blah blah blah. But you know what? I think it's actually EMPOWERING. What girl *doesn't* like to get attention and feel attractive? And the girls, in my opinion, aren't being objectified if they *choose* a job that thrives on good looks. And for all the girls and women that say: "I don't like my boyfriend looking at other women!" Well, first of all, if your boyfriend can't control himself, that is *NOT* the Hooters girls' problem, nor is it their fault. Second, if you are THAT insecure with your relationship that you don't trust your man enough, then quite frankly, your relationship won't last, anyway. (I'm sorry, but it's true.) Also, men are pigs. They WILL look at other girls, and they WILL *ALWAYS* have only one thing on their minds. This is a fact. Again: NOT the girls' faults, and NOT their problem. They are just strong, powerful, independant babes doing what they want, regardless of how a few simpletons feel. Just my two cents on the issue.

LSD? I was thinking more along the lines of a damn-near fatal and absolutely Satanic concoction of Nos energey drinks and methamphetamines. And I applaud your heroic burning of those dreaded books. And while I do not condemn EVERY vampire novel in existence, I can safely say that Twilight is an insult to decent vampire novels (as well as literature in general) all over the world.

NEW accomplishments: ~made a bunch of new friends due to my Twilight-hating rant (awwwww yeahhhhhh) ~ate a rather delicious raspberry-hot-fudge sundae ~danced around my empty house in nothing but a lacey black bra and matching undies ~forgot that the blinds were open on all of the windows while doing the previously mentioned activity, and made one of my neighbors' days

A few people may think I'm weird for this, but......Larxene. Yes, you read that right: LARXENE. I would hit that....I would hit that over and over and over and over and over again, so much that by the time I was finished, at least one of us would be bleeding. OR, better yet, I'd let her chain me down and ravage me senseless until I'm screaming for mercy. (Yes, I am a freak. I am well aware of this, you need not tell me.)

Waitaminnit...your MOM made you watch it? Why the hell would ANY mother do that to her child? Does she not love you or something? But on the subject of Twilight moms, (and I mean no offense to your mother when I say this.) they're just sad, pathetic creatures that want to feel young again by lusting over some guy who's half their age. They think it makes them look "young" and "hip", but in reality, they're just a bunch of frigging cougars. And there is such a ridiculous double-standard for Twilight moms. Think about it: if there were a community of 45-year-old guys openly lusting after 17-year-old girls, someone would call the cops. Well, I'm not sure my girlfriend would appreciate it very much if I were to go off fornicating with you, but I do appreciate your offer. And thank you for being one of the proud members of the ATS!(Anti-Twilight Squad) ATS MEMBERS UNITE!

FINALLY someone gets it! Thank you for recognizing the truth! HIGH FIVE!

I'm here to speak my mind about one of the most dreadful, heinous, evil atrocities in existance. Something that can only be described as an abhorrent insult to decent people everywhere. If you haven't guessed by now, I am, of course, referring to the unspeakable horror that is the Twilight saga; a series that is so mind-numbingly awful, that the very name has become the equivolent of a needle in my eardrum. Now, I know quite a few people on this site rather enjoy Twilight (for some reason), so if you're one of those who do, and if you are easily offended, I highly suggest hitting the "back" button at the upper left corner of your screen. I would like to begin my rant with this: For those of you who may say "u polly havnt evn read it! giv it a chance!" or "ur just jealous cuz it's awesum!!1!1" First of all, I HAVE given it a chance. I started off giving the books a read, and that's really what started my passionate hatred for this goddess-forsaken mucus ball. I was only able to get halfway through the first book before I said "I'd rather hump the underside of a running lawnmower than continue reading this!" The books are just atrocious. The characters are empty shells, the plotline is all over the map, and the spelling, grammar, and sentence structure really just make me want to cry. Fanfiction written by mentally challenged eight-year-olds is a refreshing step up from Twilight. And as for me being "jealous", well, you're just wrong. I'm not "jealous", I'm infuriated. Infuriated that something as vomit-inducing as THIS is trying to be passed off as a legitimate vampire novel. Another thing that really chaps my @$$ are the Twilight fans. A good 96% of them are just awful. The typical Twilight fan is usually a female tanorexic tween whore wannabe that thinks that they're the epitome of what the book represents, and as such, they're just the greatest things ever, and The Goddess's gift to this planet. Twilight fans are usually prepubescent middle-school girls that were once seen wearing clothes from labels such as American Smeagol and Aberzombie and B*tch, but since the rise of Twilight, now shop at stores that were once thought to be below them. Places such as Hot Topic (who, sadly, has become just another commercialized moron store, rather than the Sub-Culture Paradise it once was.) and Spencer's .(don't even get me started on that place.) They're the kind of people that are now wearing the very same clothes and makeup that they themselves used to make fun of, but now want to claim it as their own in an attempt to fit into a fictional third-rate book. And what's worse is that they will talk to you for HOURS about Twilight, and why they represent it so well, and why we should all love Twilight and masturbate to our Edward Cullen posters at night, and if you don't agree with them 110%, they will not hesitate to start a round of verbal fisticuffs with you, telling you how wrong you are, and how you're so much lower than they are because you have the good sense to stay away from the evils of Twilight and not get sucked into their cult. True story: are you ready for this?... I actually had a fan tell me - and I'm dead serious - that she was going to get her friends to beat me up because I say negative things about Twilight. And on top of that, I can't even go into a bookstore for a new bookmark without having to mosh my way through the massive hoard of Twilight fans who are all up in a tither because "lyke, OMG! theres a new edward or jacob poster out now!!!1!!!1" It's gotten to the point where I'd rather go snorkeling in a porta-jon than be within a 15-mile radius of these belligerent jerks. As for the movies, I can't believe this is even possible, but they are even MORE poorly-written than the books! I gagged at a freakin TRAILER for New Moon. I can't imagine someone actually WANTING to PAY to sit through that kind of torture. And the biggest insult EVER is that some dunce actually made a TWILIGHT MANGA. I never thought I'd EVER come across a manga that I want to BURN, but lo and behold, there it is, sitting on the second shelf of aisle 2 in Books-A-Million, taunting me with this manga-fied picture of Bella sitting under a tree holding a daisy. Oh, how brooding and deep! My hope is that Twilight, much like many other things, will be a hit for a while, but then, in a few years, fall into the dark depths of obscurity where it belongs, and then eventually, you'll see a dust-covered Twilight book on the 99-cent rack at Waldenbooks, where someone will eventually pick it up and take it home to be used to paper-train their new puppy. In conclusion, Twilight is THE most poorly-written, over-commercialized waste of perfectly good paper that I have ever seen in all my years of life. To those who enjoy it: please, for Ra's sake, put that piece of trash down, and pick up a REAL book! To those of you who hate it as much as I do: let's be friends!

I absolutely ADORE Kuroshitsuji! Grell is my home-boy! ^_^

I have quite a few things I accomplished today. (they may not be a big deal to some people, but to me, they are.) 1.) I knit myself a blanket 2.) I made cookies for my brother 3.) My Chinese classes are going very well 4.) I actually managed to feel pretty today 5.) I got back in touch with a friend I've been missing 6.) I started writing again

the girl jumps, clearly frightened, but then regains her composure. "GREAT GOOGLEY MOOGLEY! Don't scare me like that!" she cries. "And no, I'm not okay. I have no idea where I am or what's going on! All I can remember is being on my world, and then the next thing I know, I'm here! What the *insert profanity here* is happening?!"

**meanwhile, in a lesser-known area of Twilight Town** A somewhat shaken-up girl is wandering around, confused beyond all reason. "Where am I?" she asks herself. "How the *insert profanity here* did I get here?" She is looking for someone, anyone, who can assist her...

Name: Xakarineth Age: 19 Eye color: light green Hair color: medium-dark purple Hair length: shoulder-length Weapon: whip Power: controls fire and lightning Appearance: tight black tanktop, black mini skirt, black and purple striped tights, black knee-high combat boots. Has her right ear pierced 4 times and her left ear peirced 3 times. Wears an amethyst ring on her right ring finger, and a black choker with an amethyst gem around her neck. Also wears dark purple lipstick. Personality: Xakarineth is rough around the edges, but beneath her tough exterior lies the kindest, purest soul one could ever imagine, although she wouldn't dare let anyone see it. She is feminine, but far from weak. She spends lots of time alone. Another noteable thing: Xakarineth lives by the saying: "I built walls around me. Not to keep anyone out, but to see who loves me enough to climb over."