Voldie finds out the truth about wormtail!

So yeah, yet another epic conversation on OMEGLE!

It's pretty self explanatory!

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: AVADA KEDAVARA!

Stranger: *dies*

You: YESSSS

You: Wait... you aren't harry! SHIT.

Stranger: :))

You: SHIT SHIT SHIT. Wormtailllll!!!

You: -revives- what did I say about haunting online chatrooms?

You: Goddamnit! I need to Kill harry and you arent helping!

Stranger: :)))))))))))

Stranger: dude, you`re funny.

Stranger: :))

You: Stop laughing wormtail! Have you been smoking weed again?

You: What did I tell you about drugs?

Stranger: maybe.

Stranger: >:)

Stranger: "TAKE `EM ALL!"

Stranger: :D

You: WHAT? WH- okay...maybe I said that... but... Do you ever listen to me anyways!?

Stranger: :)) out of fear

Stranger: not loyalty.

Stranger: :))

You: Shit. Is it too much to ask for a little loyalty these days? I mean fuck. Harry has a whole damn school on his side!

Stranger: :))

Stranger: IKR?

You: What do I have? A bunch of chicken-shit, scared people in funny masks! FML

Stranger: =))

You: I should just kill myself and make it easy for that fucken scar-boy

Stranger: SURE.

Stranger: i`ll do it.

Stranger: XD

You: wormtail...you wouldn't happen to remember where I put my horcruxes would you? I was toasted when I hid them

Stranger: i think the bitch-face stole it.

You: fucken Bellatrix...she tries to get my drunk all the time...and wait...Which bitch face are we talking about?

You: there are so many of those punks these days...

Stranger: sigh..

Stranger: kids these days

You: ugh... you said it. You know, I'm thinking a mass suicide sounds pretty good right now. How many death eaters do you think will be up for it?

Stranger: maybe...

Stranger: i dunnno

You: Lucius has a family so I bet he'll say no... fucken pussy

Stranger: lucius is too much of a wussy.

You: OMG, I never knew we had so much in common wormtail!

Stranger: OMG, i think i`m falling in love...

Stranger: MASTEEERRR...

Stranger: XD

You: LOL. You know talking to you without looking at you is really kinda working for me. I should try recruiting members online

You: I'm sure there are plenty of evil people with nothing to do on the internet!

Stranger: :)) ohyess!

You: FUCK YES, WE'RE BACK IN THE GAME!

Stranger: =))

You: So wormtail... I gotta ask you something....are you gay? or is it just the internet breaking up my vibes....cause my gaydar is going crazy.

Stranger: umm...

Stranger: maybe.

Stranger: >.<

You: Wait. You're not actually...a FEMALE ARE YOU? Wormtail??? ARE YOU!?

Stranger: YESSS...

Stranger: MASTER

Stranger: i`m sorry for not telling you

Stranger: :(((((

You: Oh god. How the hell did I not notice! No wonder you got all butt hurt when lily married james. Everything makes sense now.

You: Goddamnit

I haven't bothered to fix any spelling mistakes cause I'm too lazy! Enjoy!

Not everyone likes Chinese.

So.. here's the deal:
I was at lunch today with my mom, a Chinese food restaurant that we go to fairly often. Now the service there is always quite nice, and the food, top notch (In my opinion.) Anyways, we had only been there about.. oh say.. 20 minutes? And we notice a bit of a commotion in the booth behind us. My mom raises her eyebrows, cautiously looks around and sees that one of the waitresses was standing there and the wife of the family in said booth was trying to explain something to her. I listened and it sounded like the woman was displeased with something or other, and at first it seemed like your harmless "Oh, something is wrong with my [insert random food item here], can I have another?" Haha, not this time.
Me and my mom didn't quite get the whole story until the woman and her family had left. But believe me, by the time they did, I wanted to turn around and slap a hoe!
After they had left, the same waitress came to our table and upon seeing the confused looks we gave her, she explained thus:
It turns out that this particular family had been there on more than one occasion. Everytime they came, she would ask for ONE soda, I repeat ONE soda for her TWO children to share. Since there was only one soda, and two children, she ended up wanting refills more often. Now the very nice waitress who was just doing her job and trying to make in easier for them, thought, "Hey, maybe I'll bring out two glasses this time so the kids don't have to share and they will ask for less refills!"
So she does this, (and this is where we know the story from) and when the lady sees the two cups, I swear to god it was like something in her own little "what-I-think-is-perfect" world came crashing down and she lost it. She looks up at the nice little waitress like "OH No you diddenttt!" and this is what she says to her. "Excuse me? Why did you bring me two cups? I specifically asked for one!" and as the waitress tries to explain the lady cuts her off with this rediculous rant!
Woman: "So yeah, we don't NEED two cups because we're not FAT PEOPLE! And I only asked for one! You know what I bet you just want your extra $2! That's it ! You just did it to get the money! We'll I"m not paying for the extra one cause this is America and what I say goes... you're not from America you just work here and you are trying to rip me off! Cause you just want your $2! I'm never coming back here again with service like this!"
Waitress: -stunned silence- ((I imagine by now she's thinking, "Fine, go! Good riddance!" ))
Woman: -redundancy and repeated words, blah blah bullshit-

SO the waitress rings them up and they leave and I am sitting there FUMING about that idiot woman and how she could be so hard on a girl who's just trying to make your stupid life easier! I was so proud that the waitress just stood there and took it! I would have taken that woman down! ...and they probably would have fired me!
And anyways, it turns out that every time they came she always said "I'm never coming here again!" I bet that made them wish they stuck to their promises and never came back.
Oh well, I guess you can't please everyone.

Voldemort uses the internet to scold Peter Petigrew?

This is perhaps one of the most amusing conversations i've had on
a website called www.omegle.com xD

You= Me
Stranger = Wormtail xD

Connecting to server...

Looking for someone you can chat with. Hang on.

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hi sweete, i know were you live

You: Wormtail? Is that you? What did I say about using the internet?!

Stranger: hihi, fuck you#

You: And praying on little girls.... what has being a death eater taught you!?

Stranger: i like little girls

You: Wormtail!!! I knew you were slimy and greesy....but I never knew you were like this...

Stranger: harry potter

You: this is a disgrace!

Stranger: harry potter

Stranger: i know you are talking about harry potter

You: I should cut off your OTHER HAND for this! and Blast no! I have yet to kill that sniveling brat!

Stranger: lord volde mort

You: You said my name? You must be very brave...How many times have we gone through this. It's "My lord" got it wormtail?

Stranger: ?????????????????????????????

Stranger: NO

Stranger: NO

Stranger: NO

Stranger: NO

You: RAAAAA- curse you! -whips out wand- Crucio!!

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

<3

Not my Boyfriend: A Poem

You're not my boyfriend anymore...
My love for you has in fact gone beyond silly labels and empty words.
To the point where you've gone to my head, hurts like a brain-freeze.
Sweet like a simple thought when you call my name and I hear your voice.
It's dreary, it's tragic. It's static, it's magic.
It's the best i've ever felt.
And hey, you're a boy, and you're my friend...
but you're not my boyfriend
and I love you, dammit!

Don't tell me...

How do you go on living when you know you are deceiving someone you love?
How do you know which feelings to trust?
Well, you don't. You just make a decision and stick with it no matter what.
Or, at least that's what you want to do...

In the end, a lie hurts you more than it hurts the one you are lying to.
You're the one that knows, you're the one that has to live with a monster inside you.
While your friends or family remain blissfully unaware.
We lie for many reasons, some of them good, some of them bad.
All I know is that I lie to protect the future.
And believe me, it kills me inside to this very day.

Whatever

Here in the swing of things, everything is relative.
What does that even mean when we really get down to it all?
I really wish I knew.
Life gives us so many gifts, and also many burdens...
so that most people are too preoccupied
to try to find the truth in it all.

Outside? Does it exsist?

Today is the day I realized: I need to get out more.

I don't go to school. I don't have a job. All I do is sit at home all day. Oh yeah, and I can't drive either. So I'm pretty much a prisoner in my own house.. and it is for this reason that I have decided to go with my friend to see "Julie&Julia" today.

Well, I said I would go with her because her little sister and her little sister's boyfriend are going with her. I figure it would be awkward for her to sit there and watch them snog in the theater. Blech. And heck, we might not even see the movie, we might just sit outside. But whatever we end up doing I'm happy I am going because I get to hang out with my best friend.
I really don't want to see this movie.. I'm not into "Chick flicks" normally...
I'm more of the Comedy/Fantasy/Mystery movies type person. Haha.
But it's an excuse to hang out with friends so what-the-heck! : )


Yay for outside!!!

Yetis have lives too! Sorta?

Bigfoot's "To-do" list. By Rose Rupe (me >w< )

1. Wake up entire valley with loud roar of a yawn which then causes a massive search to be conducted to once and for all prove that I exist. Silly clueless humans.

2. Take a brisk walk through the freshly fallen snow, taking care to leave lots of tracks for the a-fore mentioned "Silly Clueless Humans" to stare at in wonder and amazement.

3. Pay a visit to my neighbor Steve the snow hare. Hey, we Yetis have friends. Plus... He gets lonely sometimes.

4. Help Mrs. Yeti drop off he offspring at the underground Yeti daycare facility. Thank God for them. All day with five roaring youngsters is enough to make you want to destroy a small village.

5. Say goodbye to Mrs Yeti as she goes to her daily yoga class. Even monsters are in tune with their Chi.

6. Head to work and hope I miss morning traffic. It's easy to get stuck in it when you are as big as a house... literally.

7. Arrive at work and spend all day at my boring desk job. Whoever invented cubicles did NOT have Yetis in mind. Did you hear that cracking noise?

8. Finish up work and head home, once again hoping to miss getting stuck in traffic.

9. Sit down to dinner with the wife and kids. Hopefully we make it through without too much corruption. Last week Billy ate his sister instead of the meatloaf.

10. Put the kids to bed. (Aka: Tie them to stalagmites with ropes made from my back hair)

11. Cap off the day by watching the Aurora Borealis with Mrs. Bigfoot if she's up to it.

12. Wake up and repeat it all over again. Ah well, such is the life of a monster.

...Too much?

Today is the day that I realized... I think too much.
But about what? I mean pointless things really in the thick of it all.
Like, what should I wear today? if I wear it will I still look as ridiculous as I did
wearing it last week? What Am I doing today, how will it affect my coming week/weekend? Should I do this, should I do that? How come my ex is such an idiot? and Should I go and see Julie and Julia tomorrow with my best friend?
All questions that are really pointless when you think about it. But who deems what is pointless, and what is meaningful? Who gets to say what is vital and what gets lost forever? Well. You do.

I wrote a poem because well... I need to tell myself to stop thinking so much.

Title: The way of Thoughts

Like the feeling of a fast sinking ship lost out at sea.
Like the slow freezing of a glass of water as the ice permeates the surface and claims the water as it's prisoner.
I become lost to my thoughts.
Soon I won't exsist and the thoughts will float aimlessly within me
searching... waiting for someone to think them.
And all I will be is an empty shell.
I don't want to be the one on the sinking ship, thinking and worrying if I am going to live or die.
I want to be the one on the sandy beach, looking into the clear blue sky,
Watching as the ship sinks, and saying "Oh well."