The MansonArmy is at peace again.
The illness tried to ruin Marilyn Manson but failed
He has a clean bill of health now.
If anyone out there thinks they can get to Marilyn Manson by insulting him, or his fans
Fuck you, he's beaten H1N1, he can beat anything.

School is horrible except of course for Literature and English, and History

And of course, I love Amath and Emath-.-

But still, Bio-ism is terrible
And it's only made worse because of that person
That person's such an asshole, seriously

I am aware that my Facebook profile does not show up when you type my name into the search box
But contrary to popular belief, I have not died or fallen into a hole.
I decided I won't use Facebook, or Neopets, or Runescape until the exams are over
But of course, I can't live without Twitter and The Dark Alleyway, and this blog so I still have them
But I don't miss Facebook, at all.

Billdam Fic

Chapter 1

"Adam"

"Yeah?" The taller, raven-haired man turned to look at his production manager for the European leg of their tour. They were in Germany now, Berlin, for their only show in Germany. Adam loved this place, everything about it. Brad and him always talked about coming here together but, that never happened. Still, the place was nice and he was going to be performing to all his beautiful German fans, and that was all that mattered.

"Muse can't make it for the show tomorrow. We don't have an opening act." His heart sank.

"Damn. What happened to them? We can't go without an opening act."

"Food poisoning, it's really bad. I know. I contacted one of my friends here. He manages some band, Something-Hotel. They're pretty underground in the US but he says they're huge in Europe. They'll be filling in for Muse."

"Underground band? Are they good. I mean with the fans expecting Muse and all, I don't want to disappoint them."

"They're sort of good. I listened to a couple of songs, they could pass off for mainstream stuff. And if they're huge here..."

"I guess so. Thanks, Joe," he smiled at the other guy.

"Anytime, Adam," Joe said, exiting the hotel room. Adam sank onto his bed. Great, some, unknown band was going to be opening his show. He didn't even feel like doing a show tomorrow. He just wanted to get out and explore the city. The skyline across the window was epic. He reached for the remote and switched on the hotel television. Everything was in German except for the entertainment news channel

"This just in. Tokio Hotel will be opening for Adam Lambert for his show tomorrow at the Berlin Verizon Arena. Adam Lambert, who was runner-up on Season 8 of American Idol has been touring all summer, with his "Kiss and Tell" tour and is currently the biggest hit in American music. Will this, some say, teenie-band match up to the glamorous superstar?" But Adam wasn't listening to the overly made-up reporter anymore. A picture had flashed across the scene, featuring one of the most beautiful, no wait, the most beautiful, person he had seen.

"Lead singer...Bill Kaulitz..." His name was Bill.

"Bill..." He said the name to himself. Adam picked up the phone beside his bed and began to dial.

"Joe?"

"Yeah?"

"I was just thinking. Tokio Hotel filling in tomorrow, it's a great idea," Adam half-breathed into the phone.

"I'm glad you think that, Adam. See you in the morning. Try to get some rest and not think through the night," he laughed and hung up.

Chapter 2

"One hour to soundcheck. Dude you look like crap," Kelly came in through the door into Adam's dressing room. Adam scowled.

"You're no Miss Teen America either."

"Nothing a bit of makeup can't fix." She swept concealer under his eyes and lined them with thick eyeliner. A bit of mascara on his lashes and he was done. Except...

"I think my roots are showing." Adam ran his fingers through his fringe. He hadn't dyed his hair in 6 months. Fuck being a natural blonde.

"Yeah, they are. Wait here, i'll get the spray dye." Kelly left the room. Adam wasn't going to go anywhere. He closed his eyes and tried to doze off for a while. He hadn't slept at all last night. That face kept invading his thoughts. He had to shake it off. He had to be professional. There was a knock on the door, but Adam didn't budge. He heard the knob turn and the door creak open.

"Are you, Adam?" a voice with a think German accent shocked the sleeping singer. He didn't need to turn as he saw who came in through the mirror.

He looked even better in real life. The black hair wasn't standing up in all directions like on TV and was instead held in place by a beanie, and whatever escaped hung flat around his features. But there was no mistaking the face. Angular, pale, the eyes were sharp, but tired. Still, he was, there was no other word for it, gorgeous. He was taller than Adam expected, even though his slight frame made him look smaller, fragile. Adam was sure, if he stood up from that chair, Bill would dwarf him by at least two inches.

"I am."

"I thought so. Am I disturbing you? You seemed to be, asleep." He made to leave.

"No, no, you can stay. I mean, please stay." Adam's face flushed red, he hoped Bill hadn't noticed, but Bill was staring at his hair instead. He moved to sit down on one of the boxes against the wall.

"Roots," he pointed out. It was funny, him saying that one word with such fascination. Adam laughed, the first genuine laugh he had laughed for a long time.

"Kelly was just about to dye them for me." Both their laughter slowly faded and Adam was able to look at Bill's eyes properly. The were a deep brown, like chocolate. He caught himself staring again when Bill turned away. He was beautiful.

"You're-" the door opened and Kelly came in with the black dye. She saw Bill sitting on one of the boxes.

"Bill?"

"Hello, Kelly."

"I was just about to finish Adam off. Do you want to wait, so I can do you too?"

"Nein, it's okay. Tom is waiting in the lobby. He'll get mad if I don't come down soon."

"You better go then."

"I will. Bye, Adam." He smiled again, and opened the door. Adam watched him disappear and felt a quiet word escape his lips.

"Bye..."

Chapter 3

"Weil uns einfach nichts mehr halten kann," Bill felt the song wash over him again. He closed his eyes to immerse himself in it fully. He could feel Tom's guitar strings moving, and Gustav's drumbeats. But the song was over even before it really started, he opened his eyes again. Adam was standing at the side of the stage, leaning on the curtains and smiling. He had done his hair, there were white streaks in it now.

Bill didn't know what he was thinking. He felt a sudden pressing urge to sprint to where Adam stood, grab him by the collar, and kiss him. He shook himself and focused on the mic stand instead. Their soundcheck was over. He felt something run down the side of his face. Sweat? It wasn't even that hot. He glanced over at Adam and felt his heart skip a beat again. Soundcheck was over wasn't it? He went to the stairs and got off the stage faster than he meant to. He had to put himself as far away from Adam as possible.

The young German singer crossed a few hallways, he didn't know where he was going, and half-fell into a chair at the end of one. He wasn't sweating anymore, but his heart was beating like a sledgehammer. At the stage, his twin brother stared after him, still holding his Gibson Les Paul. He looked at Adam at the side of the stage. Bill always insisted he wasn't gay, but there was nothing remotely straight about his brother and Tom knew it.

Chapter 4

Somehow, they went through the show. Tokio Hotel with their opening set, and then Adam with his. The fans cheered for both of them. But this one time, Adam couldn't hear any one of them. There was a nagging worry at the back of his mind. His moves were awkward, his singing soulless. All he cared about was the look Bill had given him before quickly walking off the stage during soundcheck. Something was bothering the perfect creature, and he didn't know what.

Tuning Bill out wasn't an option, as he knew that would only make him think of him more. The 5 minute interval when the sets changed served as nothing, Bill was gone before Adam was ready, and Adam wasn't sure if Tokio Hotel had already left the arena. He ignored the cheers of "Encore" from the fans even though it hurt him to do it, neglected to do a signing, and went looking for Bill after the last song of his set.

Adam found him sitting on the curb behind Tokio Hotel's tour bus. His unfinished dinner was on his lap and he was wearing nothing but a shirt and jeans even though the cold was brutal. Adam shrugged off his jacket and approached Bill slowly, hardly making a noise before wrapping him slowly in it. Bill felt the gentle hands and the sudden warmth. Somehow, he guessed who it was before Adam sat down beside him.

"There's something bothering you, isn't there." Bill remained silent for a while. He was so still, he could have been dead. But he wasn't and he answered, eventually.

"I feel like I've known you my whole life, Adam." He turned up and stared at his eyes. He hadn't realized they were blue, but now he did and the color comforted him. He couldn't help it. He had only just met this man and he hated to admit it, but he was in love with Adam.

"So do I, Bill." Adam leaned forward to catch his lips in a passionate and meaningful kiss. Bill returned it. It was starting to rain, but he didn't seem to care and so Adam didn't either. He deepened the kiss and slipped his hands under the jacket, feeling Bill's angular body. The other guy's hands were woven into Adam's short, spiky hair. They didn't feel the need to breathe either.

They didn't stop until the rain came down in full force, drenching both of them and Adam saw fit to take Bill by the waist and lead him into his tour bus before he could get sick. Adam bunk was small, but cosy and they spent the night huddled up with each other, until Bill fell asleep on his chest. He watched Bill sleep. His slow, gentle breathing was calming to the runner-up American Idol, and before he knew it, he was passed out himself.

If Bill and Adam dated it would be epic

Adam likes Tokio Hotel

But still Bill says he's not gay, and he has never mentioned Adam

Maybe he will, and Tokio Hotel and Adam could duet

Bill is a million times better than Drake anyway.

But still, what won't I give in order to look like this

Michael Jackson said, "Hitler was a genius orator. To make that many people turn and change and hate, he had to be a showman and he was."

And then the interviewer asked him, "You believe that if you had an hour with Hitler you could somehow touch something inside of him?"

Michael, who insists that nobody is entirely an evil person said "Absolutely. I know I could. You have to help them, give them therapy, teach them that somewhere, something in their life went wrong."

Michael Jackson was right
Adolf Hitler was a good dictator, but not a good person
But the fact that he was so evil does not abolish the fact that he was one of the most powerful men in the world
Even if he is the second antichrist after Napoleon, of course I look up to him greatly
After all, who wouldn't want to be as charismatic and influential, or German

But still, if for some strange reason I am granted the power he had to change the mindsets of that many people, I still wouldn't do what he did
No one is made to become like that
They are born with the ability
Nobody delivers speeches like that anymore either
Barack Obama can speak but his charisma is really nothing compared to Hitler

Maybe Hitler wasn't born evil
Back then it was kill or be killed, and I can't blame him or condemn him because I never knew him or what he was thinking
It's not as if he didn't have to go through a lot either
It was a horrible time, I know
And what he went through, or what anybody went through was horrible

Marilyn Manson contracted H1N1....

Say it's just a joke, I won't be mad

Please get well soon, I can't bear it if you go away or be sick

Hold on for your fans, for me.

Please.

Fuck this, fuck everything

I posted a half-finished script some time ago

I edited it, to make it less gloomy

But, it is funny

But of course, i've never written comedy in my life

So it's shocking, although the plot is all over the place now

I plan to continue it, on a day when I have no homework due the next day

Which might be never in the history of forever.

Act 1,Scene 1.

Scene opens showing a deserted street next to two houses with papers, rubbish, dirt all over. An overflowing trash can is at the side. A “Missing Person: Rewarding Eternal Peace if found” poster is on one of the walls. An old lady, Gayle, is sweeping the rubbish off her doorstep with a broom and onto her neighbor’s. A man, Frank, walks into the scene smoking a cigarette and stops to read the “Missing Person” poster.

Gayle: They never pay up. Don’t even bother.

She opens her house door and goes inside it carrying the broom. Closes door behind her. The door of another apartment block opens and a young lady, Erica, steps out of it carrying a broom. She proceeds to start sweeping all the rubbish on her doorstep to Gayle’s doorstep.

Frank: Eternal peace.

Erica: Can’t afford to give them anything more. Finishes sweeping the rubbish onto Gayle’s doorstep and picks up a watercan to water the dead flowers in a flowerpot. What’s a well-dressed man like you doing on a street like this anyway? If you’re a spy, you’re not very undercover you know.

Frank: I’m not a spy Holds out his hand for a handshake

Erica: Puts watercan down and shakes his hand awkwardly Erica Black. You’re odd.

Frank: No, I’m Frank. That’s what my friends call me.

Short pause. Frank sits down on the steps of Erica’s apartment block. She sits down beside him.

Frank: A real-estate agent promised us a good deal on an apartment here. He was supposed to meet me here. I guess I’m early.

Erica laughs loudly

Frank: Laughs along. What's so funny?

Erica: And I thought no one would actually want to live here! Wipes a tear You are odd.

Frank: But what’s wrong with here? This seems like a nice place.

Erica: I don’t think you are mentally stable. Besides, everyone who lives here is insane anyway… you’ll fit right in.

Frank: What do you mean?

Erica: OCD spreads like the flu. We have vaccinations for the seasonal demonic possession. The rector from that block would treat them Nods towards right side of stage but who exorcises the exorcist? He was one of the longest lasting. Died about five months after he started speaking backwards.

Frank: I'm, a Pentecostal.

Erica: Keep telling yourself that, Mr. Frank, and you'll be just fine.

A brightly dressed man flounces into the scene from the right side of the stage. He comes to Erica and kisses her hand.

Freddie: Mademoiselle! Why art thou so fair?

Erica: Stand up and takes back her hand I… I don’t know.

Freddie: And you are Mister….Frank Arthur?

Frank: Stands up Are you the Real Estate agent.

Freddie: Estate agent, yes. Real, I really I don’t know. Walks over and examines the dead flowers.

Erica: To Frank He thinks he’s a ghost.

The door in the apartment block beside Erica’s opens and Gayle steps out clutching her chest.

Freddie: At Gayle. BOO!

Gayle: My poor heart! Faints

Frank and Erica turn to look at Gayle’s fainted form, and then turn to each other again. Freddie removes his coat and puts in on one of the steps, and bends down to examine the dead flowers further. Frank shakes his head and walks over to Freddie.

Frank: About the house we talked about....

Freddie: Straightens up The one you were to move in once the original owner was deceased? That would be…looks around…this one. Points to Gayle’s house. Frank and him stare at Gayle’s dead body Well what do you know, you can move in now! Claps hands together and says quickly Now about the mortgage bill, since there weren’t many complications it won’t cost you an arm and a leg. You just need to buy the land and wonderful, you’re done. I’ll get my helper to put the bill in your mailbox today evening, pay me in the morning and the house is yours!

Frank: Stutters B-but what about the body?

Freddie: What body?

Frank points to Gayle.

Freddie: Walks over to Gayle and nudges her with his feet. Oh, this body.

Frank nods.

Freddie: Thinks for a while Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to mourn the loss of the great…Gayle Hempsworth who has helped many of through thick and thin. She will be dearly missed by all who knew her. Amen. There, now she can rest in peace.

Erica starts crying

Frank: But, I don’t want to look at her resting in peace.

Freddie thinks for a while. He walks over to his coat, picks it up, and lays it over Gayle’s body. Then looks back at Frank.

Frank: That hardly helped.

Freddie: Well fine. Bends over to pick the coat up.

Frank: Stops him No, just…just leave it there.

Freddie: If there is anything else. I’ll be off now.

Frank: Yes, that would be just fine.

Freddie: Au revoir. Takes Erica’s hand and makes to kiss it. She is still crying so he hesitates and lets her hand fall, and nods to her instead. Mademoiselle.

Frank stares after him as the lights dim and the scene ends.

Act 1, Scene 2.

The scene opens on the same street as Scene 1. Erica and Freddie are looking out of her window as Frank is helping an old lady out of a car. There are bags and briefcases on the pavement. Frank and his mother, Mrs. Arthur, are moving into Gayle’s house.

Frank: Careful mother.

Mrs. Arthur: I can do it by myself

Mrs. Arthur whacks Frank with her walking stick and hobbles down the driveway into the house. Frank picks up all the bags except for one briefcase and hurries in after her. Freddie and Erica come out of the other house and start searching the briefcase.

Erica: Throws aside a shirt. Where do you think Mr. Arthur is?

Freddie: Only Mr. Arthur will know.

Erica: It’s not as if we ever find anything worth selling you know.

Freddie: Throws aside a jacket. That’s not the point. The point is to find out more about the person who is moving in, so you know how to act towards them.

Both of them stop searching and stare at the bottom of the briefcase in shock.

Erica: Well. I know how to act towards him now.

Frank comes out of the house. Freddie starts filling the briefcase back up again. Erica walks towards Frank and slaps him on the face, before stomping back to her house Frank puts his hand over the place where she had slapped him.

Frank: Why?

Freddie puts everything back into the briefcase and closes the lid, before dusting his hands in disgust, walking towards Frank and slapping him on the face as well. Freddie then walks over to Erica’s house and knocks on the door. Erica opens the door and slaps him on the face, before shutting it loudly. Freddie storms out of the scene. Erica opens the door and throws Freddie’s coat and hat out of her house. Freddie comes back into the scene to get them.

Freddie: Solemnly We do not associate with people who use reptile skin briefcases, Monsieur. Think of all the poor crocodiles you’re killing.

He storms back out again. Frank picks up his briefcase.

Frank: Yells after Freddie Its snakeskin!

Erica: From behind the door So’s your face!

Frank storms back into his house and slams the door loudly behind him.

Act 2, Scene 1.

The Scene opens showing a well furnished room, with a fireplace at one end, with a mantelpiece on top, a rug and a dining table with six matching chairs. The table is filled with food and Freddie is lighting the candles on the table. Erica comes into the scene bringing a giant roast chicken and setting it in the middle of the table.

Freddie: Remind me why we are doing this?

Erica: We are doing this to welcome the new neighbors.

Freddie: Ah…

The doorbell rings. Erica walks over and opens the door. Mrs. Arthur and Frank are standing outside. Freddie flounces over to Mrs. Arthur and kisses her hand.

Freddie: Mademoiselle! Why art thou so fair?

Mrs. Arthur: Blushes Oh, it must be the lighting.

Frank: Hello, Freddie.

Erica comes forth to stand beside Freddie. Freddie straightens up.

Freddie: Greetings, Frank. Turns to Mrs. Arthur and smiles. May I have the honor of taking your coat, Mrs. Arthur?

Mrs. Arthur: Why yes. To Erica. He is a handsome young man.

Erica: He knows.

Frank: Thank you for inviting me, Erica.

Erica: Stiffens. I invited your mother. She brought you along.

Erica turns, walks to the table, and sits down. Frank follows behind and takes a seat. Freddie helps Mrs. Arthur into her seat and takes his own. The doorbell rings again.

Erica: I’ll get it.

Freddie holds out both his hands.

Freddie: And now, we say praise.

Frank and Mrs. Arthur join their hands with his. Erica opens the door and a young lady and an old man are standing outside. Erica exclaims from the door.

Erica: Good lord!

Freddie: That will do. Takes his hands back and reaches for a piece of bread.

Erica: Dad!

Young Lady: I found this poor dear wandering around the park. And then I remembered the poster. Is he yours?

Mrs. Arthur: Looks towards the door Bill!

Frank: Looks towards the door Bill?

Freddie: Looks towards the door. Young lady! Join us!

The young lady walks towards the table. She sits down and starts eating. Gayle’s ghost comes into the scene. Mrs. Arthur looks at Gayle’s ghost and exclaims.

Mrs. Arthur: My poor heart! Faints.

Bill: Elena! Runs over to Elena

Frank: Mother!

Freddie: To the young lady. Pass the gravy.

The young lady passes the gravy. Erica closes the door and runs to tend to Mrs. Arthur. Gayle’s ghost walks over to Freddie.

Gayle’s ghost: You! I want my revenge!

Freddie: Mademoiselle! Why art thou so fair?

Gayle’s ghost: I’m dead!

Freddie: Do the dead eat?

Gayle’s ghost: Sometimes.

Freddie: Then join us!

Gayle’s ghost shrugs and sits down in Mrs. Arthur’s place. She takes a piece of bread and starts eating. Mrs. Arthur comes back up.

Mrs. Arthur: After all these years…

Bill: To see my sister again.

Frank: Your sister? Mother, you never told me you had a brother.

Mrs. Arthur: I thought you were dead…

Bill: So did the doctors. They buried me. But technically I was alive so of course I could get out of the coffin. I didn’t know the way home. But then, Angelica came along. And we married of course. And I guess, I’ve been living apart from my sister all these years.

Erica: Well, if you’re my dad, and you’re his sister…then Mrs. Arthur, you’re my aunt?

Frank: And that makes us cousins.

Erica: I’m overwhelmed.

Erica stands up and walks to the chair beside Freddie. Freddie hands her a chicken leg and she starts eating. Mrs. Arthur moves and sits as far away from Gayle’s ghost as she possibly can.

Young Lady: There was something about a reward...eternal peace? How am I supposed to get it?

Freddie: Have you sinned?

Young Lady: Nothing too horrible.

Freddie picks up a carving knife from the table and stabs her in the chest. She falls on the floor, dead. Five second pause. The young lady gets up from the floor again as a ghost. She clumsily sits back down on the table.

Gayle: It takes a bit of getting used to, once you’re a ghost.

The young lady nods. She picks up her fork and starts eating again. The scene ends.

Nobody, and I mean nobody ever in the history of the world should ever insult Robert Pattinson or Edward Cullen.
Not even the actors from True Blood or The Vampire Diaries
Real vampires are not included in this list for they are wise
Unlike Twilight Anti-Fans

If anyone dares to make another cavalier remark about Robert and/or Edward and/or any of the characters in Twilight with the exception of Victoria and/or James, whom I do not like
They shall face the wrath of all the fanpires
I mean it >:[

Anyways, I must get the JONAS magazine tomorrow
Because it's such a cool magazine
I can't believe there's a magazine called "The Rake", wth-.-
I have to get the Elle magazine no matter what
Of course I know how his Elle photoshoot pictures will turn out, besides them being hot
But still, it's different than seeing them on paper

And, vote for Tokio Hotel on Fuse's Countdown
http://fuse.tv/ontv/shows/no-1-countdown/
Automatic has to get to number one by the end of the week.

Panic! at the Disco's New Perspective, Lady Gaga's Paparazzi, and Taylor Swift's You Belong To Me are also in the List

But still.

Watched Saw 4 and 5 with the S2Bs this week, as well as Final Destination

Final Destination, is a dumb show.

It's not gory or scary, like the ending in Saw 5 was

The guy was torn apart in the chamber when the walls closed in

That idiot should have just followed the rules of the game and gone into the glass box, Kns.

But still, nobody deserves anything like that.

The Science Chem people haven't finished watching Coming Soon yet

Chemistry lessons are epic nowadays, not just because Mr Joe is such a nice teacher

But because I'm surrounded by funny people.

And, I prefer Miss Poh to any other Bio teacher

Miss Poh is so nice, she's one of the only teachers who can get us to do our work

Unlike someone else who can probably join the Mafia

Literature lessons are getting hilarious

Maybe, she isn't such a bad teacher after all

Except when she scolds but then again all teachers scold

And she's a nice person most of the time

She doesn't know what "Nuts" means and she keeps using the word, which is so funny

Nuggets got a new collar with a bell so he now makes more noise than usual, wth-.-

Okay now I'm pissed because some stupid people think Tokyo Drift was sung by Tokio Hotel

That is so not true

Tokio Hotel would never create or perform such a gross song.

Anyway

Happy Birthday Nick Jonas

Joe is so much hotter than you, and you can't sing

But still, Love You.

The American Idol tour is over

Which is so depressing

No more going on youtube first thing and looking for last night's concert footage

But people have to move on, and Adam's debut album will be coming out soon

He deserves a vacation, he's been working since forever

But still, no tour can stop him from looking so hot

The VMAS have happened
It was so sad Tokio Hotel wasn't there this year
Automatisch is the Song of the Week at the Portuguese radio station 94fm by the way
Last year they won Best New Artist

But this year Lady Gaga won Best New Artist for her video Poker Face
She also won Best Art Direction and Best Special Effects for Paparazzi
I loved the feathered dress she wore to the VMAs
It was very decent, which is very unlike her
But I swear, it was so glittery and cool.

And one other Artistes who won that many Awards was Beyonce
She won Best Editing, Best Choreography, and Video Of The Year for Single Ladies
I didn't even think the video was that great
The Justin Timberlake Sunday Night Live parody was nicer
And Maybe Joe Jonas and his dancing
He is a Jonas Brother after all.

And Green Day also won three awards
They won Best Rock Video, Best Cinematography, and Best Direction for their video 21 Guns
I haven't even watched the video
I don't even know more than 6 Green Day songs
But I'm happy for them, and glad a video that was actually nice won three awards.

And Britney of course won best Pop Video for Womanizer
She has to be happy, it's her comeback single after all
It's her son's birthday today
Happy Birthday Jayden James Federline

Also, being a closet Taylor Swift fan, I hate the fact that Kanye West had to come onto stage and steal her light
Taylor won Best Female Video for You Belong With Me
And he came on stage and completely dissed her during her acceptance speech
I don't care if he apologized to her on his blog or whatever, she's almost half his age
He's such a Kris.

I was a bit disappointed about the new single from the New Moon soundtrack
Meet Me On The Equinox by Death Cab For Cutie wasn't bad or anything
It just wasn't as good at the first single for Twilight, Decode
Hopefully the rest of the New Moon soundtrack matches up
I don't want New Moon to have a horrible soundtrack.

Although the extended trailer was amazing
Of course I was a horrible person and watched the leaked version first
But still, I love it
I can't wait to watch the movie
November 20th better come fast

I love this video and song, and Freddie
He wrote this song while his health was deteriorating because of his condition
With all the hidden messages and symbols you can't imagine
It's like going back to the 60s with all the psychedelic stuff
Of course, they were all drunk and high on drugs but still.
The Queen members must have had so much fun making this video

I finished watching his biography, Freddie Mercury-The Untold Story
He's a gem, truly, and a genius
Even at the end, he refused to give up
And when he knew he couldn't sing or produce music anymore, it was then when he died
But, legends never die.

Today sucked Kris.
I don't want to talk about it any more.

I worked hard for art this time
And I finished most of my observation drawings
They are as detailed as I could make them be
If he chucks it aside again like he does half the time with my work
The video above will show what will happen to him.
And I will make him stare at Kris's picture while he is dying so in his afterlife, he is haunted by pictures of Kris

Adam has the cutest hairflip in the world.



I just realized how much I used to love this song
Of course, it's really hippie
But still, it is as nice as it is hippie

I did what Jia Ying did and looked through the courses in Lasalle
The film course is for people who want to follow the career path of being a Screenwriter, Director, Producer, or Cinematographer

So in order to follow in Tim Burton's footsteps and make my dreams of making movies in Hollywood come true, I want to take that course
And I will, once I'm done with the stupid O levels.
I'll also direct music videos for Marilyn Manson and Adam and Tokio Hotel
And then I'll meet Bill<3~~~

Happy Birthday Freddie
You would have turned 63 today
You were gone too soon, but legends never die
No one can ever replace you
I hope you're peaceful now

Tokio Hotel's music video for Automatic is out
Here



It's electric
And Bill, omg Bill
My love for him has completely been rekindled
Not that it ever needed rekindling
I've missed them all so much during their Hiatus and they're back
I think I'm dying of happiness



And this is just the most adorable things in the world
Adam's wearing a blue striped sweater
He's so cute, can't stand it
His album will be out on the 24th of November
What the hell, Kris's album comes a week earlier bloody Kris
So gross, he doesn't deserve it

And, I stayed back in school to watch Saw and Saw 2 with the S2Bees
Of course I was a bit scared
Only a bit scared
But now I think Jigsaw is such an intelligent person
He made a lot of sense, and really life is precious
He reminds me of Hitler, because they both had good motives but bad methods

The movies were really sad now that I think about it
But I'm glad no one had to go through all that
No one deserves it, even Kris
So treasure life and don't waste it, or you will end up trapped, with one of your feet chained in a scary bathroom and you'll have to cut your foot to save yourself
And if you cut the wrong foot, you're dead

This is so funny
The Scary Movie series is so dumb, but hilarious I swear
And my favorite scene of all is this one, the exorcist parody
We were dying laughing in class
I also loved the Saw and The Ring parodies
Yes, the S2Bs were watching horror movie trailers and scary movie parts in class during english lesson today
Since there was no teacher:(

I want to watch Nekromantic so badly
But the plotline is so gory and gross and sick and twisted
More sick and twisted than me
I tried to watch it the other day but I had to shut it off after 5 minutes because I was too affected
and the next day, I went back but the movie was taken off the site
This is the first horror movie I've backed out on

Anyways, sex101 is a trending topic on twitter
I have no idea why, I find sex gross
I think the theatrical part like the foreplay and SM and stuff is cool
But the actual act just gross
Like why would anyone want sex
I seem immature, but yes I think sex is gross, which is why I never describe sex itself in my fan fictions

And straight people sex is even worse than gay people sex
I like boys
But, I find them so gross
Hate them all
Adam's a guy so, it doesn't include him


I was supposed to be born European I tell you