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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 61/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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if i flip a coin, i can tell you, with 100% accuracy, whether it will be heads or tails. am i psychic? ooOooooOoo |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 62/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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stop trolling, it premiered on the 23rd in the UK. bitches. (edited by Havoks on 05-31-04 10:39 PM) |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 63/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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whats the r word | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 64/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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im good at everything | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 65/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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are you sure you weren't fed dog shit with rice, MHL? | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 66/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Originally posted by Cymoro When I was 8 I drew: And am not joking. (edited by Havoks on 06-20-04 02:57 AM) |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 67/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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some of your human caricatures are clearly anime influenced. its good to have your own "style" but you shouldnt use it as your excuse for not producing good art |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 68/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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you're ugly | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 69/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Originally posted by RankoOriginally posted by Suri Bear I typed 100 when I was 12. I guess I should add that just because you typed slow doesn't mean everyone else did. (edited by Havoks on 07-06-04 07:32 PM) |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 70/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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I got 72. | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 72/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Free to play until level 39, gotta pay once you hit 40. | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 73/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Look, you don't know how hard it is to be a 13 year old girl. You don't know what we've been through, you don't know what goes on in our heads. I had to live through two rough relationships. I thought those boys were THE ones. I was wrong twice. You don't know how that makes a girl like me feel. I'm young, I'm impressionable, I'm easily manipulated. These boys made me happy and made me believe that they would be with me forever. Do you think I like having suicidal thoughts? Do you think I say I'm suicidal just to be "in with the fads"? Have you ever been a 13 year old girl, Apple? No. These two boys took my heart and stepped on it. I'm just starting to grow up, and I need to be able to feel loved. How do you think it affects me when two of the best boys I've ever known leave me on a whim? Without even a reason? They leave me without giving a reason, the only way I can see it is that they left me because I didn't look good enough for them anymore. I didn't perform well enough or make them happy. If I can't even do that for them, how can I do that for anyone? What if all I've been doing is annoy them to no end? How was I supposed to know that the boys wouldn't like me seeing both of them at the same time? You tell me, how was I supposed to know. | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 74/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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I've always wanted to ask; what's with the vocabulary? Did you grow up with nothing else to read but a dictionary? You've written that way since you started on this board and that was when you were what, 15? I hope you don't talk like that in person. | ||||||||
Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 75/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Don't know why I'm bothering to post this, but I might as well since I have nothing else to do. Also helps with my reminiscing. Kindergarten: I played with dolls, what else can I say. Grade 1: I cried all the time, what else can I say. Grade 2: Most of my friends were girls. I tried to impress them. They liked me because they thought I was funny, not because I was "popular." I was one of the popular kids by the way. I also got AOL this year, which kinda started me off as a computer nerd. Grade 3: Best friend ditched me for basketball. Don't really remember what I did that whole year to be honest. Best friend also moved the end of that year. I've only seen him once since then, and that must've been 3-4 years later. I think I was a loner kid, but I can't recall any bad memories from grade 3 specifically. Grade 4: I was able to type at least 60wpm by now and I had written my first pokemon webpage. I was also one of the cool kids because I won at pogs all the time. I was the pog master. They called me Darrick, the kid who won at pogs all the time. Grade 5: I sat by myself every recess and lunch, what else can I say. I had no friends at this point. None. They all abandoned me because I kicked their fucking asses for almost giving me a concussion. Apparently the "tombstone" move in wrestling was safe for kids to do. My head never hurt as much as it did then. Once I recovered from the daze, I stood up and knocked over the one who dropped me and kicked him in the stomach as hard as a 10 year old could. I then chased after another one that helped the bitch hold me up. The bell then rang and I chased away two of my "friends" that just stood there and watched. A tombstone is where the guy lifts you by your feet and drops you on your head, by the way. It was the worst year of my life simply because I had nothing to look forward to everyday. Everyone rejected me, and I hated them. I was going to transfer schools, but by the time the papers were done, it was too late in the year to do it and the other school wouldn't accept me. Grade 6: New school (transfer from elementary to middle). I -thought- that it'd be a fresh start. But it was really just students from my old school plus some more. And I can't exactly make new friends if those potential friends become friends with the bitches I hated in my old school. Made -one- new friend, and we only became friends because we stood next to each other and the bitches at my old school started making fun of us saying "Is this your brother, Darrick?" (The dude was asian). He was the only person I hung around with. All his friends from his old schools were technically my friends but they were morons. Infact, the "new friend" I made was a fucking moron too. Ooo look, people are making fun of Darrick, lets join in and make a fool of him too. If you need me to point it out, I was a sheep in grade 6. That was my social standing, a sheep. Grade 7: New year, new outlook on life. I started havoks.com this year I think (OooOo already 4 years). My outlook on life, by the way, was that I hated everything. My teacher thought I was a fucking nutcase because during our english classes and we had to write poetry, I wrote shit about rape and parental abuse. He thought I was being beaten by my parents, but I had to convince him that I wasn't. So this gets out with the people in my class and they all think I'm crazy too. So to summarize, I was that crazy kid no one wanted to go near. The dumbass friend I had in grade 6 showed up expecting me to do what he wanted. Because I was more social, technically, than he was, he always wanted me to "talk to so and so girl." And when I say social, I mean I was able to talk to people more easily than he was able to (he wasn't able to). Of course, I did what he said since he was my only friend :'(. I spent all my time hanging out with him, until one day he was home sick. I was bored shitless. I walked around our track until someone from my class asked if I wanted to play football with them. Since I had nothing else to do, I went ahead and I sucked. Needed them to explain to me how to play. I didn't realize that I had lost all my athletic ability (since I thought I had some when I was younger). Someone would lob a football at me from two feet away and I'd drop it. But I ran really fast. I ditched my old "friend" to play football with these guys. These guys are still my friends in highschool (though I barely talk to them during the summer, if at all.. just can't be bothered, haha). Anyways, I played football -a lot- and got really into it. Although I technically became a jock-type with the rockhard abs (I don't think I ever mentioned to anyone that this was how I developed my muscles), I was still the guy everyone avoided in class. But at least I had friends now. Grade 8: I still played shitload of football, and then added in some soccer and basketball. I also got a girlfriend, and after doing so, I didn't realize so few people knew who I was. All of her friends started asking who the hell I was, and that kinda hurt. Seeing as how I knew all of them, anyway. I didn't really make a new image for myself, I was still that guy everyone wanted to avoid. But now I had a group of friends I actually liked being with, and I had a few acquaintances here and there. I know I didn't exactly say what I "was" during those times, but from my stories you can probably gather that information yourself. I'm also quite aware that I overdid this, but it was a nice to think back about all this. I am -also- aware that quite few of you will read this. Well up yours, bitches. If anyone thinks that posting this was out of my character, than you can go fuck yourself. Sorry for language. (edited by Havoks on 07-27-04 08:55 AM) (edited by Havoks on 07-27-04 08:56 AM) |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 76/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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Originally posted by SubliminalOriginally posted by knuckOriginally posted by SubliminalYes you can. Craving something doesn't mean addicted to something. That's why there's two words for it. Crave. Addict. |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 77/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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This picture is from 2002 I think. (edited by Havoks on 08-02-04 06:49 PM) |
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Havoks Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 78/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days |
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My mother is a vegetarian, not a vegan. But she does drink a lot of soy milk simply because she likes it more than regular milk. She still eats cheese or what have you when she wants to. She also pops about 3 pills a day, drinks two different powders and is still seeing a doctor about what vitamins and shit she should be taking. OooOoo so healthy. Oh, and she's still fat. (edited by Havoks on 08-05-04 01:26 PM) |
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Red Koopa Level: 19 Posts: 81/121 EXP: 32533 For next: 3244 Since: 03-15-04 From: Toronto Canada Since last post: 27 days Last activity: 26 days
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By you the guy all sexual intercourse idiot it gets and the idiot who is severe are comfort you who grow a life it is a life fool whom the nebetsu. it gets too much. |
(edited by Havoks on 09-03-04 02:44 AM) |
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