Corey

It's all one. Could you guys check out my other one too?

Ahhh.... Once again I am forced to express my opinion. I don't believe in fate. Believing in fate goes against everything [u]I[/u] believe in. I don't lke the idea of fate because that means i can't control my own life. Some may just argue and say that it's fate that I believe that, but I would prefer to stand outside the realm of fate. I would prefer to lead my own life without any interfierence from some predestined cosmic or spiritual bullshit. And to the question of luck, I don't have luck. I am a horrible person at school and at home. I just never get caught. I am [u]good[/u]. I am slick, I am cool, I am not afraid to lie, and I will run away given the chance. I make my own luck.

Ok people I said I would do it and here it is... A THREAD DEDICATED TO MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL TRIVIA!!!!! My copy of the movie is currently unavailable so I need you to post your own trivia. I would like to ask that you only post one question and then wait for at least 5 people to answer before someone or yourself posts another trivia question. Thanks!

God that's a good movie. Ok here's another Monty Python And the Holy Grail trivia question (After this I'm gonna open a new thread where people can post their own trivia). What animal does the second part of the opening credits, the one with all the orange and yellow flashing colors, mainly give credit to?

SIGN UP FORM Name: Ryan Schezar (Male) Alias: Current Weight: 195 Height: 6' Personality: Comical at times but can really take action in a tight spot. Description of Mech Suit: My mech suit is light. It is made of tri-Tanium armour and a metroid base-compound. This renders it almost invulnerable to metroid energy attacks. It looks much like Samus' but is silver colored and has claw like protrutions out of the back. Apperence: Blond streaked brown hair. hazel eyes. Stubby beard. Thin Face. Elemental Power: Liquid Jet Pack: Yes but needs metroid DNA to refuel. Attacks: 1) Claw slash- Slashes with his claw appendages. 2) Claw whirl- Take a wild guess. 3) Matter Explosion- Sets a small antimatter bomb in the near vicinity. 4) Sonic Blast- Stuns Metroids momentarily with supersonic sound vibrations. 5) Razor Water- Summons watter to a molecule-thin sheet and rips it through an enemy(Does'nt work in zero-G) 6) ...Writers Block... Ultimate Attack) DNA Resequencing- Converts Metroids to Allies (Learned Later).

... Reminds me of someone that just died in my family... Maybe thats why it's called "Eulogy"...

If no one here minds I would like to bounce a few poems off of you. Most of my poems are anger or death related because they are two things know well. And, my second. Holes- By; Corey Roos I bury you down, Deep inside, I bury you down, So you can't decide. Way down there, You cannot touch, The things I do, At least not much. You are like, A neverending disease, A gateway drug, Or a hive of bee's. You come in waves, Like a cold, First I'm burning, Then my stomach unfolds. Your the drug, That opens doors, Doors into hurt, Doors into scorn. You come in a swarm, Like a mass of bee's, You sting and cause pain, When you are free. Many call you, Your true name, hate, I call you my other, Personality trait. Why do I have you, I do not know, Why are you here, I think you should go. You are not welcome, In the sanctum of my mind, Stay subdued, Untill your time...

If no one here minds I would like to bounce a few poems off of you. Most of my poems are anger or death related because they are two things know well. With that said here is my first. In My Mind- By: Corey Roos Why must I sit here, Huddled in fear. I feel pain but alas, I cannot shed a tear. The means of control, I yearn to find. I am a prisoner, Inside of my mind. I want to move, I want to talk. I want to find, The power to walk. I am a prisoner, Inside of my mind. I will be now, And for all time.

I had a chat with one of my sub-teachers at school and he told me about this survey. It's the Myers Briggs Temperamnet Sorter. It's been around for like ever, i guess and i was just curious to what you guys/girls out there will get. My "type" is [b]iNFp[/b] Here's the site. [url]http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp[/url]

If I was serious about killing myself I think I would a) swallow all my moms valium pills b) swallow bleach c) hang myself or d) hire a hitman for myself

::Runs up and hugs Heaven's Cloud:: My god are you a lifesaver. I know the basics of transposition I just need to know how many 1/2 steps down or up I need to move each note to from the key of C... It would be helpful, very helpful, you'd save my as* if you could tell me how to do that from the keys of Bflat Eflat and A. I squeezed a little info from the teach

I'm the power monger of the monopoly world. I buy one piece of land on every street and load it up with hotels and stuff. Then i sell it to the highest bidder. God It's fun quarreling with my dad over the $12000 I charge for the place right after "GO". HA

When me and my group of friends play we play modified rules. First the only 4 of a card is heightened to 6. 30 life instead of 25, I think. We can each add one card of our making to our deck each week. And the winner gets to own the loser for the rest of the day... i lose a lot...

Ok this has nothing whatsoever to do with widespread panic, I just though that it would get people to read this. I'm doing this little reasearch thing as prep for next year, sophmore year highschool. If you would answer these questions i would apreciate it. If your wondering this will be for a research/poll paper for english class. 1) Do you feel more comfortable... a) in the crowd b) in the outer edges of a crowd c) away from the crowd on the back wall 2) If you could be one of any of these three jobs, which and why? a) fireman b) policeman c) airplane pilot 3) What size shoe do you wear? 4) (Ah I can't think of anymore) What happens at the end of [u]Monty Python & The Holy Grail?[/u] (God Bless them all.)

"WHOOBWHOOBWHOOBWHOOOOOOB!!" Runs away from the demolished server.

When my little sister forgets to feed them (she's seven), and I forget to check to see if she hasn't fed them, and they go a whole night without fresh food, my black cat (McGee) will cover the bowl with the towel the dish is sitting on and growl at our other cat (Nimbus) if she tries to eat. Bizzare. I have also had many cats. Dedicated to: Tigger Tiger Spyder Assimov Sheeba Cera (No kidding Cera) and DumbShit We called him dumbshit because he jumped in the stove when we just removed a cassarole once and urnt the hell out of his paws... dumbshit...

I think i saw you once before, Anyway congrats.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Smoky Joe [/i] [B]Make your parents buy something cheap, so they can't say it's too risky. When it arrives safely, they won't be able to say that it's dangerous. You know, I should follow my own advice... [/B][/QUOTE] They arn't worried about it not getting here they're worried about getting the credit card number stolen. Is there a way i can get pay-on-arrival or something?

"Just great, it's not a shadow being.." Who said that? I turned to look at the new arival, so did the wraith. "Cho...sen...On..e?" It muttered. The new person was standing in front of a closet. How did he get in? He couldn't have come out of the closet? Could he? I shook my head. I jumped on the wraith and placed my hand on his head. Electricity flowed throught he mark and into the things mind. It bucked and jerked, and threw me off. I let out a long yell as I arched toward the wall. I connected with a sickening thump. Pain surged though my leg. My last thought before I passed out was, "Cr*p... Now my legs messed up too." My eyes shut and my head rested against the carpeted floor. ----hmmmm... I seem to get hurt often----

I'm a Royal-Pain-In-The-A** Life Mage who's funny and anti-social.... Strange. That doesn't sound as good as yours Piro.

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I think there are seven modes. My teacher told ud to remember it like this today: I Don't Play Like My A** Looks Theres one that starts with a p...

Halfway up the stairs to the building a piercing scream entered my ears. I droped to one knee clasping both hands over my ears. The scream died down. I rose removing my hands. They were both bloody. I ran up the stairs toward the house. I caught sight of something floating toward the middle of the room though a window. "Ahhh!" It was the same as the one I had fought before. I opened the door slowly. I peeked in through the crack. There were two people sitting in the corner. They must have recieved the complete blast of sound. I stepped in quietly. I snuck up behind the thing hoping to surprise it. It turned around. It's eyes bore into me making me shudder. "Cho..sen? One....?" It said. I was paralyzed, unable to do anything. Was I? Was I a Chosen One?

----ok since no one has posted for two days... Feeling sad and rejected by the world I walked up the street in search of the car. My love was gone. I don't deserve to be an Aeon Warrior. What else is there for me in this world? Maybe if I don't find that car I'll commit suicide, I thought, It would be a fitting end to a not-so-fruitful-life. At that precise moment someones name lept into my head. My eyes snapped open. My heart was flooded with adrenaline. All my muscles tenced. Yuugi... That had been the name. But where was he? I didn't know. So I didn't care. why should I care? What is he to me? A voice in the back of my mind spoke up. "He is your companion, your unknown friend." Friend? I have no friends, I thought to myself, all of my friends are now looking to kill me. I stopped. Sitting next to me was the car I had been looking for. I had almost walked right past it. I pushed the switchblade I had been gripping, farther down into may pocket and looked at the building the car was parked in front of. I wasn't going to die today.

Oh let me count the times.... When I was in 5th grade, just before graduation, I was so nervous I wanted to die. i probably would have killed mydelf exept for the fact I'm not suicidal. This year too. I'm in 9th. Someone that I've known for a long time moved to Las Vegas. I really liked her and hoped to have a future with her. When she moved I felt horrible. I wanted to die. Seriously. I, for a few months, wrote horrible poetry. I write to cope. I'm over it now but most of my poems were death related. I hope my parents never get into it...