SSJ5 Vegeta

Is it any wonder why people laugh at things like that? In this world we see violence all the time on T.V. and we cheer as guided bombs strike third world countries, and they think it's oh so cool to make terrorist attacks against us in the first place. We live in a world where we have Charlton Heston preaching about weapons rights in D.C. as a man bags human game in the same area. We live in a world where violence is becoming more acceptable, where we have had a sniper claiming innocent lives and the press shows disgusting pictures with totally no respect for the victims or their families of bodies lying there in pools of blood, such as in the Newsweek magazine and on T.V. and even gives him the catchy name of "The Tarot Card Killer", like he's a celebrity or something. I mean WTF?

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by calumon_luver [/i] [B]If yuor in love with the other person then go out with her/him. [/B][/QUOTE] *shakes head* I guess this generation really is ignorant on what love is... :rolleyes: :flaming:

I don't but my g/f does. Her season ended a little while ago and I attended all but 1 of her home games, which in that one instance there was no way for me to get a ride. At first I was a bit skeptical of going, because it's not really my favorite sport but after a while I grew to support her and the members of her team, and at the end of the season I was seen to jump up and down and shout "Hell Yea" with Shawn, who's sister plays on the team as my Middle Hitter #6 g/f spiked the ball right over the net into the opponents faces. She was sensational, and I have new found respect for volleyball players. :)

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by 1337 [/i] [B]What if you love both of them? [/B][/QUOTE] I would like to address the ignorant comments made by not only 1137, but Iggy as well. "Flip a coin and decide which one you love best?" You are a fool my friend, and an incompetent person who has no real basis of intelligence on what love is, so please do not speak on something unless you have a little bit of information about it. Now on with my debate to all you weak minded people who abuse the word love, which I truly pity... I don't know about what the rest of the general population feels towards my issue, however I am becoming increasingly annoyed at our generation using the word "love" as a cheap substitute for the want, or lust of another person. I believe it is truly insulting for those people who really love each other to use such a phrase out of context, and is an abuse of the very word that means so much more than that which of you use it as a cheap substitute even know. I can truly say for a fact without a doubt that I am in love with my partner. But I will not explain everything for putting down all my heart and soul for her on this page would be impossible as would it be a million pages. I will say this. 1337 when you use the word love you are using it as a cheap substitute for liking someone. If you're with someone else and you desire another person then that just proves one thing. You never loved both of them. If you truly love someone, you desire them and only them, desiring others would be unnacceptable to you as it is to me. I have long since reached the point where I look at no one but her. Desiring someone else if you truly love person is a sin because it is practically cheating on them. And if you're with someone and you desire someone else then you cannot possibly love the person you desire because you are with someone else at the same time. And that's not love, that's called lust. It's called, "Hmmmm.... Which one's prettier? I'll pick her." Or, "Let's flip a coin!" That's not love my friend. So please don't use it as a cheap subsitute for lust, or the desire for someone, because it is truly insulting to me, and to my g/f when other people abuse the word love, and misrepresent everything that this beautiful word means, and stands for.

I'm known for crazy things that I've done. The reason I'm nicknamed Munky by all of my friends is because, I put on a monkey mask and ran through my school in only my boxers, and the name stuck. I've also done crazy things outside of school, a small testament is in my signature.

[b]WRITE ME A POEM[/b] Write me a poem Write me a long one Or one that?s solemn Write me a poem about a song Write me a poem about your brother or your mom Write me a poem about you Write me a poem about the things you do Write me a poem that makes me happy Write me a poem about a catastrophe Write me a poem with words That flow like a river Write me a poem That?s cut up like chopped liver Write me a poem that doesn?t even rhyme Write me a poem about a good time Write me a poem about the world Write me a poem about a girl Write me a poem about anything you want Write me a poem about an oncoming storm front Write me a poem that hits me like a 10 ton truck Write me a poem with a stroke of luck Write me a poem when you?re inspired Write me a poem when you?re tired Write me a poem about a pet Write me a poem about a car you?ll get Write me a poem about life in general Write me a poem about being a liberal Write me a poem that strikes though in my mind Make me a poem that?s like yarn that I have to unwind Write me a poem with a hidden puzzle Write me a poem about a raindrop falling into puddle Write me a descriptive poem Write me a long drawn out poem Write me a short precise poem Write me a poem about a person And I don?t even know em? Write me any kind of poem you please Write me a poem about a deadly disease Write me a poem about crime Write me a poem to take your time Write me a poem about war Write a poem about the sick and the poor Write a poem that forms a debate Write a poem because it?s never to late Just make sure above all That you write me a poem that?s unique Write me a poem that makes me cry Write me a poem about what?s inside Write me a poem about something Even if it hurts Write me a poem in your own words And your voice will be heard

I love gray dark overcast rainy days. It's more beautiful than when the sun is out to me. I like it when it's dark. My favorite part of the day is the night and my favorite season is Autumn so dark and rain goes with me. I hate bright colors like clothing, and just like some people hate rainy days, i hate bright colorful days.

[b]STITCHES[/b] Flowers, petals blooming, on the death of mine own Sick, twisted stitches, in my body, being sewn Blood, running down the walls, blood of my own Running, away from depression, cutting me low In the blink of an eye, a tear falls, as death follows Why don?t you stitch up your twisted lies? Faces, twisted in post mortem, I?m still waiting to die Decay, candied flesh, rubbing in my skin I can feel you, crawling, living within Was it loved? Quite deceived, just one big lie Take a breath, a long sigh, last before you die Dark clouds, rolling in, foreshadowing events Violent, bloody weapons, dance in morbid relationships I taste death, sweet and sour, as I taste the flesh Skin is torn, ripped and shredded, like an old rag My bodies, nothing but, a hollowed out skin bag Eye-bleeds, running cysts, hard to think when you?re brain dead Precious life, about to end, dead man treading on a thin thread Hang, in the balance, on uncertainties built with bloody hands The blood dries, bodies go limp, held together by thin strands Howling winds, bearers of bad omen, a sick game bound in chains Isolated, sanity deprived, walls once beautiful now covered in bloodstains Trapped in this sedentary life, I cannot wait any longer Disturbing thoughts revealed, as the urge to kill grows stronger How much longer, will the torture last, wallowing in an acid bath Disease, infection setting in, spreading through your skin, you feel it?s wrath Voices, once familiar, sing in immersed tones Cannot hear them, as the darkness chews into my bones Nasty game being played, watching, and seeing how long you will survive Waiting, seeing what it?s like, when your life?s finally deprived Withered tissue, sagging heart, torn open spewing out pungent dust Inside, the body reduced to liquid substance, decimated by greed and lust Tattered and torn, parts hang ragged, stitch up your lies Split skin, jagged tears, blinded from fermented eyes Blooming, fear begins to rise, as I hide behind A veil of darkness, waiting to die As I wait for you to stitch up your lies... [b]CrIcKeT gUtZ[/b] He remembered being a child How he used to run around and play wild How his strange life was a secret kept As he lead a life in a dark crypt He used to watch the red candle wax drip down to the base Looked like a puddle of blood filling up a vase He would carefully watch the hot red wax Like blood so nice and wet And remember how he tortured little insects He used to pull of their wings and legs And the he?d laugh out loud For killing them made him very proud He loved to poke needles through them Watch them bleed green bile they spewed up Through holes in their stomachs But his favorite thing to do was rip out CrIcKeT gUtZ Now he sat there as he pondered why He continued to go on in this lie called life Everything had already crumbled and failed And he wanted to end his life he wanted to bail From the hell he was in So he decided he would slit his wrists He went and grabbed a rusty razor blade Decided to end the waste he had made He had been left hollow His heart dead and shallow He knew he would be dead by dawn Because he was too far gone A razor blade to slit his wrists His blood ran out in vile rifts Cut open his vein so it could drain And slowly began to feel his consciousness fade He was cut and bleeding His gashes torn and seething He prayed it would be over soon That his life would end, that would be good Watching his blood pour out Watching his vein spew red liquid like a spout But it seemed to take all too long It was as boring as a musicless song Which had no end No out to the in So he took a gun And loaded it up Made sure he cocked it and locked the bolt shut He put it to his head and pulled the trigger His brains flew out in a bloody matter They splattered all over the wall And ran into the floor of the hall Neighbors said the gunshot sounded like a door slamming shut He finally got what he wanted and it was really messed up Cuz? the coroners response was His brains on the wall looked like CrIcKeT gUtZ [b]LOST[/b] Digging through the memories Unwinding Darkness reveals the true meaning Calling Out to me like some lost child Crying I?ve lost you now, trying To burn your hate We?re Always trying to kill that feeling Now that you?re gone I feel lost Connecting the pain Numb, searching for feelings I hope to regain, but remain Lost Locked in a dark little room Darkness feeds my eyes Dismal pictures We?re falling to fast To catch into no mans land Bleeding, you ran from your past The black little hole is shut The last chance to save us Is lost Lost all respect and self pride Gone, lost And something, deep inside lies To my self conscious death-wish I can?t speak anymore And wait for you to take a little more Away from me, tearing me I?m lost [b]SHIVER[/b] Lying in this cold shower My life going down the drain The needles still fresh Stuck in my veins The water streams down So no one will hear me cry My parents won?t hear a sound Please god don?t let me die Lying in my room alone I shiver There?s no one to hold me or wipe away my tears Everything I thought I knew has become my fears I?ve never felt so cold I shiver lying in this shower This isn?t the way it?s supposed to be Not the way I want to live my life This is the last time this will happen If I can find the strength to climb out Of this hell-hole, I won?t do it again So I shiver All Alone I shiver Crying in my room No one can hear me crying I shiver Because I?m dying Alone in my room [b]FALLEN (INTO NOTHING)[/b] Nothing left but isolation Last breaths of desperation Nothing but boredom Nothing but bad thoughts Picking away at my bones Making me feel as though this hell Called life will never end I wanna? take the pain Wanna? take it again and again Wanna? show you how I bleed When you hurt me I wanna? take the pain Wanna? take it again and again The pain that I try to stuff down I must release it There?s nothing here But a dark pit My dark soul There?s nothing left here My love withered And ran dry There?s nothing left here I just wish I could die You know I?d never understand you even if I tried The way you tore me up on the inside So you could watch my misery and smile But breaking me down You pushed the final measure I can?t take this anymore It?s to overwhelming to bear But you keep pushing And pretty soon I?m gonna break I can only take so much pain And now I?m left with nothing Nothing but the dark soul I try to hide Nothing but the pain stuffed down inside Nothing but your face with that innocent grin While you stab through my heart like rusty pin All this pain and waste you made Now there?s nothing left inside of me No more pain for me to hide Let everything out Right before your eyes Burns through your soul No matter how hard I try I can?t convince myself why You could never just love me All this wasting and misery Which is my existance was caused by you Now there?s nothing left inside of me Nothing good like there used to be Nothing at all I search inside of myself looking for something And now I fall into nothing [b]BLeeDing[/b] I open the wound Slowly and let you in I watch the blood Runs down as it drips Onto your lips Try to catch myself as I lose control I watch your body go limp As you hit the wall Everything is not what it seems In my reality made of dreams This is not the way it should be How would she know? How could she? That living the very life I love Is what?s destroying me Don?t ask me to save you For I cannot save myself Don?t ask me to There?s nothing I can do All I can feel Is the flesh slipping away As I make the cut Deep and begin to pray That I can keep my eyes shut Down my arms the blood begins to stream I wish she?d be silent That?s what I need So I wouldn?t have to listen to her scream As I lay on the ground and bleed

During this August I wrecked in my beautiful car. A 97' Dodge Avenger SE. The wreck was purely by accident. I had a right front tire blow-out on a corner. And it took me straight into the ditch before I could do anything. The car went nose down slammed into the ground then came back up and hit a culvert and flipped. And the insurance company said they would pay for most of it. However they've obviously gone back on their word because they're only paying a minimal amount and sueing my dad. Now because of that ill fated crash my house could be lost, my dad's new truck that he loves to death... Everything... And I know somehow it's my fault... It's not good... My dad's never depressed, and now he's pretty much given up. It saddens me to see him this way, and I feel so helpless because I wish there was something I could do... Something... Anything... I feel beat down... And down in spirits... The only thing that keeps me happy is my g/f, but when she's not around I feel like collapsing and just laying there.

In my opinion, this killer is a very cowardly individual. He believes that he is god for that split second when he aims the gun at someone, and sights them in. He decides their fate with the pull of his trigger, and that to him is a rush. I don't think he'd like it very well if the people that he shot at shot back at him. In my opinion, they should send a covert well trained, counter-sniper from the U.S. Marine Corps sniper division and hunt the little cowardly bastard down. And I think anyone who thinks this guy is "cool" or emulates him is just as cowardly as him. It is easy for him to do this because he is not standing right in front of the person, he's usually staring at them from 100-200 yds. away, and that one poor lady he shot and killed he did so by shooting her with her back turned to him. Anyone that can't look into the eyes of someone they kill is truly cowardly in my opinion, and shooting a kid. That is just immoral, irrational, and totally stupid. If I got ahold of the punkass b*** I'd show him the true meaning of pain... And Death Knight. You don't think murder is wrong you arrogant little prick... Imagine that same killer sighting in your mother, your brother, your sister, your father, your g/f etc. How would you feel about him pulling the trigger then? See you probably don't think about things, as in how they would affect you, you just don't care how they affect other people right? If I'm correct you probably wouldn't want one of your family members slain, but you don't care if other people's family members are? You are truly a hypocrite then in if you believe this... You say murder is wrong but I'm willing to bet you wouldn't want it to happen to someone in your family. Murder of innocent people is wrong no matter what, no matter who it is, no matter what situation.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Vegitto4 [/i] [B]Really, how do you play a drumset? Wouldn't it be playing drums? [/B][/QUOTE] I meant to say I play on a drumset. Which would be playing drums, yes. A simple typing error. You know I just love overly critical anal reticulate people like you! :D :butthead:

I play a drumset ok. I have a Pearl 5 piece. I also have a guitar, and I know a few riffs but not much. The only song I can play on guitar the whole way through is Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit

I've never had Japanese food but chinese food is good. We had some foreign exchange students from China in summer school, and they brought snacks. They were really good. They brought in hard candy once that tasted like different flavors of popcorn, like regular, caramel. And they brought in these things like fig newtons we have over here only they were pineapple upside down cakes. They were really good, and they also brought in various other snacks. That's the good thing about cultural diversity, so many different types of foods and customs, that's what makes this world a great place to live in... Now if only we'd all get along...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Wing Gundam [/i] [B][COLOR=darkblue]Wel let me fill you. I have ben living in Stoney Creek,Ontario for about 5 years now and haven't had a probel with anything. Up until my bike got stolen right out of my backyard. I guess we forgot to close the gate so that didn't upset me too much. Well here's where i get very frightened and upset, Yesterday at 2:00 a.m someone got in to our garage and stole my dad's wallet,his car keys(but not the car) and some tools. My dad had $600 in his wallet in which he was going to pay some bills. Luckily my sister was still awake studying and called the police. They arived at 2:05, but by that time he/she had already left. Frankly I'm getting sick of all this stolen property going around lately, about 6 other people got there garage/house broken in to. We are thinking to move soon, my mom's thinking of either San Fran or Cali. I don't care which one really as long as I move out of this god-forsaken hell hole. [/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] If anyone ever breaks into my house I have a 20 guage by my bed and I won't hesitate to use it if I believe they are coming in my house with the intention of hurting me or my family.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by liamc2 [/i] [B]The funny thing here children is, the 'illegal street racing' in the Fast and The Furious, was infact, legal. *dramatic music plays* Sheesh, they might as well have been in electric wheelchairs, as opposed to the 'souped up cars' they were driving. The fire department, Ambulance, SES (or whatever you have over there) would have been literally metres away in case something went wrong.[/b] [/B][/QUOTE] Fast and the furious was fake, but trust me people have been street racing alot longer than that, like my dad before who had a 400-430 horsepower 1971 Mach 1 Mustang, which he should have kept because it would be worth alot, but unfortunately sold it. [QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Justin [/i] [B]I'm sure the Fast and the Furious was a great movie(I still have to see it), but I can't stand the fact that it made Hondas so popular. Now, everyone and his brother has a Honda Civic. [b]Real men don't zoop up moma's Honda![/b] -Justin [/B][/QUOTE] Yea I know. Up in columbia all these people drive around in those little civics with their body kits and stuff, and they don't even have anything done to the engine, the best mod they have is a performance exhaust... *cough*posers*cough* There also must be a club for Eclipses because i went to the gas station and there were 5 of them that rolled into together and parked beside each other. I also dislike Mustangs nowadays mostly because everyone has one, and because all the rich kids that think they're better than everyone in my school all have them, so they've become a "prep" car cuz' most of us other guys can't afford the insurance on a brand new 2001 or 2002 Mustang GT that they have their daddies and mommies pay for it.

Happy birthday. 16th b-days are always fun.

"The greatest thing you'll ever do in this life is that which will be the hardest." "The only man with true peace on earth is a dead man."

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Panny Chan ;) [/i] [B]My cousin participates in street racing all the time...I've only been in his races, as in the car, twice....it's cool, I might do it myself...;) [/B][/QUOTE] I'm thinking of participating in it too. My friend who lives in california street races alot. He owns a 96' Metallic blue ford Mustang. To date he has beaten 9 Camaros, a stupid little civic, and he's only lost one race..... To a V-12 Lamborghini Diablo :D... I'm thinking of getting a car and souping it up a little and taking it racing I just don't know what kind I want.

Has anyone heard about this? What's your take on it? Personally I think they should... It would be a government regulated depressant, you'd have to be 21 to buy it so therefore you get a product like alcohol, a government regulated drug. Marijuana has not yet even been proven to be worse than cigarettes, and it actually is better because it doesn't have the additives, and Marijuana is used to help cure glucoma patients as well as the lymph nodes of cancer patients. It actually helps slow down cancer cells. So therefore you get an inhibitor that is actually healthier than alcohol because everytime you get drunk you take in enough alcohol that it overloads your body and seeps into your bloodstream which is bad on your liver, and also kills brain cells. I believe that legalizing it would take the drug pushers off the street and lower the violent crime rate because prices in the stores would be lower than the street value and so drug pushers would be out of business and it would reduce the crime rate due to crimes commited. And also since it would be sold it would be counted as part of the countries GDP and would raise the value of the economy, instead of being classified in the "underground" economy where no money passes hands and it cannot have a positive effect on the economy like it would if it were sold. That's just my opinion...

Anyone watch/participate in street racing? Both legal and illegal? This weekend I'm going with my friend, and hopefully we'll take my g/f along too cuz' she want's to go and we're gonna' go 50 miles out of town and watch import drag at a public track. Then after the track closes we're gonna' go watch illegal drag at night time on the public roadways. I'm gonna' take a video camera so hopefully I'll get some good footage.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by James [/i] [B][color=royalblue]I hate to say it, but I think about 90% of the people here who are talking about suicide (and their own personal experience) are most likely just seeking attention. Remember, I did say [i]most likely[/i]. [/color] [/B][/QUOTE] The people who aren't looking for attention are already dead...

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by RicoTranzrig [/i] [B]It's an Acura 3.2TL...and it has a few mods in it. I don't test it out with a clock or anything, but it constantly hovers around that speed and it really picks up if I push it in the freeway. Others who own the same car say 0-100 is around 12 seconds...which is still quite fast. [/B][/QUOTE] My friend Bobby has a sweet car. It's a black 94' Mitsibushi Eclipse GSX AWD. It runs like 600 hp. 0-60 in 2.7 seconds, it runs the 1/4 mile in 9.75 seconds, it's got optional push button AWD if you take it off it's just front wheel drive. It's got a 40 lb tank of NOS that dumps 400 hp every time you hit the button, it hit's 210 miles per hour in final gear without even getting near the redline mark. He said one time he was doing 210 and he hit the NOS and his speedometer needle spun all the way back around to the 70 mph mark.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by James [/i] [B][color=royalblue]The McLaren F1 is the fastest commercially available car in the world...and it can reach 100 KM/H in 3.2 seconds or so. So I do'nt know what that is in miles lol...but it'd have to break the 6 second to 100 miles mark. o_O Though "matter of seconds" could be anywhere from 10 to 20 seconds...so yeah. [/color] [/B][/QUOTE] The McLaren F1 goes 0-60 in 3.0 seconds and 100 mph in 7.1 seconds. Only 100 of them are made a year and they cost 1,000,000 dollars each.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by RicoTranzrig [/i] [B][COLOR=darkblue]"...but still, I drive a car that has the ability to go past 100MPH in a matter of seconds"[/COLOR] [/B][/QUOTE] Sweet. What kind of car is it?

I think it was pretty good. I have personal experience with that. My g/f cut wrist once (not to commit suicide) when there was alot of bad things going no in her life, before she met me. Then once after she met me because alot of things were going wrong. But I believe her when she says she won't ever do it again... It angers me that people do that to their beautiful bodies though...