ms.-vandal

if you have xbox, add me - female kills

I mostly play Left4Dead2 so if you play too, definitely add me!


note: yes, I am well aware that the controller is not on. it’s called a prop for a photo. you think you’re smart because you notice the controller is off and in an attempt to leave a witty remark and show off your basic observation, you point that out, kudos. but guess what, you’re so dense that you couldn’t grasp nor have the common sense that it is in fact a prop and if I am in fact taking a photo of my controller, I am not going to be playing a video game at the moment, genius. 

I swear, the density in some of you baffles me at times.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EDGAR ALLAN POE!

the Navajo say that so long as people remember you, your spirit will live on. with that in mind, I’m taking a moment to remember one of my favorite writers. his spirit is 202 years old today.

I don’t wish to be everything to everyone but, I would like to be something to someone.“

love me when I least deserve it because that’s when I really need it.”

you know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.“

all religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, greed, imagination and poetry.”

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.“


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some of my fondest high school memories are attached to J.R.O.T.C.

I remember the day they came to my middle school recruiting 8th graders as if it were yesterday. it was right before the school year ended, we were all at graduation practice when they called us into the gym for a presentation. we all sat down, had no idea what was going on, when all of a sudden these naval cadets came stomping into the gym! they blew us all away with their trick and trick unarmed performances, it was like stomp the yard with riffles lmao! all I know is, after I saw them perform I knew I had to be down and I ended up enrolling for my Freshman year of high school right then and there.

but even with my excitement about being a part of R.OT.C., I also remember getting a lot of bullshit remarks from some of my classmates (who I thought were friends) about me joining. I heard it all from: omg you’re going to look like a geek in that uniform, they’re going to brainwash you, they’re going to enlist you, it’s going to be real hard and they’re mad strict. - which personally didn’t even make me question my decision once! I wasn’t afraid of being considered a “geek” in my uniform. on the contrary, I was proud to wear it every Wednesday - I took pride in keeping myself well polished and I was competitive with my appearance. I received countless positives from my Master Chief and First Sergeant as well as a ribbon for being so well kept in my uniform. never not once did anyone try to brainwash me into joining the military nor were they abusive or strict. my Master Chief and First Sergeant were the funniest, most laid back people to be around who were always cracking jokes.

boot camp, volunteering, working the cadet shop, dressing up, getting banged with a rifle during practice, hitting up the shooting ranges, intense work outs, countless hours practicing for competitions, trips to various states, navy balls, countless parties, cook outs, cadet car washes, fund raisers, and so on and so forth were all worth every moment I spent in R.O.T.C. - it looked great on my college applications and it got me an outstanding letter of recommendation from my Master Chief. just look at those ribbons! that’s countless hours of blood, sweat, and tears in the funnest way possible!

list of all of my ribbons from left to right: Distinguished Unit, Honor Cadet, Cadet Achievement, Aptitude, NS II Outstanding Cadet, NS I Outstanding Cadet, Exemplary Conduct, Academic Award, Exemplary Personal Appearance (one star), Physical Fitness, Participation, Unit Service, Community Service (two stars), Drill Team, Color Guard, Orienteering, Recruiting, Mini Boot Camp, Sea Cruise, Crime Prevention, Pulaski Day Parade (one star). 

promiscuity:

promiscuity shows a lack of self control. I do not want anyone who can not control their desires. ultimately, most well respected women are not promiscuous because the respect from others comes from the respect she has for herself. an intellectual woman also understands the dangers as well as the mental stability involved when engaging in sex. most people fail to realize that sex is far more complicated and complex than just an orgasm. this is why you see such tainted relationships that often come from people who have had a lot of sexual partners. they no longer can divide the honest, genuine feelings, from any other associated ones. sex, love, values, and the overall relationship become a blur for those kinds of people.

what’s with the notion that females who play video games are only playing for male attention and or acknowledgment? I most certainly don’t get on xbox to sit in a lobby and flirt. especially not when I envision every player as some prepubescent, greasy, pizza faced, virgin.

chill. I don’t suffer from that Princess Peach disorder. I’ve been playing video games since an achievement was considered getting your game to actually work after you’ve blown your lungs out into the cartridge -__- so it’s not that serious! stop praising female gamers and gassing their heads up like it’s something special to be a gamer with a vagina.

we are not fucking unicorns!