urban dictionary

My new favorite word:


My new favorite definitions for this new favorite word:
1. Assclown
One, who, through the fault of his parents conception, is a skid mark in society's collective underwear.

3. assclown
A person who is laughable and detestable at the same time.Usually pretends to be a know-it-all,often enhancing their stories,knowledge, experience,and every thing in between with pure bullshit.

4. assclown
Someone who considers it his or her sworn to duty to act like a complete ass at all times.

5. assclown
a.A person that is so silly and embarassing that neither the word "ass" or the word "clown" can properly describe them.
b. One who takes part in bafoonary, douchebaggery, or general just-too-muchary, often because of drinking alcohol.

6. assclown
A person who is a total moron, or who makes an attempt to do something but ends up failing miserably & entertains everyone around them

Some new ways to use this new word:
1. “I suggest you get moving, Assclown!”
2. "You, my good sir, are an assclown."
3. "Bill is really an ass for sharting in the bar. He is also a clown for telling everyone about it. But he is certainly an assclown for not going home from the bar and spending all night with a poopy butt"

See also:
Assclownery, Asshat, Asshead, Asshole, Ass for brains, Buffoon ass, Buttclown, Drunkard

coz you had a bad day~

it's amazing how much i've changed, yet stayed the same.

my struggles are still my struggles. my detrimental flaws are still detrimental. but i've noticed that the way in which i deal with situations and emotions has definitely changed. my intentions and attitude are different as well...

when something amazing happens, the first thing i think is PRAISE GOD! similarly, the first thing that gets me through a horrible, terrible situation or day is praying for patience and wisdom and knowing that this too shall pass. Suffering is good for the soul.... it builds character.

see?
in my past life as my past self, i would have never-everland thought that way.

Christ beings hope to all.

reality check

when i start thinking about the things in my life that bring me down... i try to remember:

a. those who cannot think for themselves because they are physically incapable
b. those who can think, but cannot act on it because their priority is to serve their country in dangerous places around the world.
c. those who want to think but cannot due to the painful side effects of a recent neurological treatment

*and by those, i mean specific people that i personally know.

that always brings me back down to earth.
how petty of me....

Luke 21:36

schlemiel

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-Elizabeth Bishop