Hello. My name is Justin.

ballerburris @ 2006-09-24T04:12:00

2006-09-24T08:15:10Z

I'm in love with a Wal*Mart cashier.

2 cups of coffee and a singed ear!

2006-04-19T10:54:57Z

So I was just watching the 5:00am news with my mom and this man who looks like the devil in anchoring. Anyway. they are showing this womans house burning down and showing a clip of it and her walking around her yard. They ended by telling us that she was fine, just that she suffered a singe on the back of her ear. At that very second I busted out laughing and couldn't stop and my mom just shook her head at me, haha. They should have added that she suffered a singe on her lower left butt cheek also.

I am now on my second cup of coffee and listening to Mariah Carey... about to sneezee!!! Ahhhhhhhhh there we go, okay...

... So, I got a phone call from Verizon yesterday. I got a job offer for the phone operator position I applied for and now I am stumped. I don't know what to do, I just started Ann Taylor LOFT but I am only part time (25-30 hours/ week) so I would like to have 40 hours a week or overtime at Verizon and also, I get full benefits! I really need that because I really need to visit the dentist!! Urgently! I already owe the bitches 77 more dolars and I am so afraid to go pay it because they sent me a bill for it like 3 weeks ago yelling at me saying its "DUE NOW!! We have been trying to reach you!!" - Yet I have never recieved a single message or telephone call from then, so fuck that. :) They made me cry once anyways, so they will just have to wait until I'm ready.

I got my haircut yesterdat morning. I went for a mullethawk but I left with... just a typical white boy haircut. I basically just wanted the sides cut short and the top and back trimmed so it'd be like a big mohawk/mullet but damn it! NO! I told her so so SO many times not to cut the back off! I outlined my head and where to cut and where not to, and still kept asking her "Why are you cutting the back?" "I don't want the back cut" "I'm just scared, just don't cut the back off" .... BAM! The backs cut off! FUCK! Anyway, now I'm just going to have to wait like... a month, and go get it cut again so it will be longer in the back... :) I will never learn my lesson when it comes to mall haircuts!

Ann Taylor LOFT

2006-04-15T01:06:02Z

Wow, my first day of work @ Ann Taylor LOFT and I fucking love the hell out of it. I have so much fun with the customers. I have already caught on to everything and I know how to use the registers and everything and the managers were like thank you so much for jumping in today when we got so busy. I told them that I definitley wanted to at all times I just wasn't sure if they wanted me to since I am "training" but the one manager looks at me and goes, "HELL YEAH!" So anyways, I love my job and I have had so much fun so far with everyone I work with and alllll the ladies who come into the store shopping for clothes. Although, I did have one lady look @ me and tell her daughter "That's not right.." and she was a total bitch. I am pretty sure it's because I'm a guy working in a womens clothing store and plus I'm gay. Fuck that fat bitch, I wanted to be like "That big racoon on top of your head... damn that's not right!" "Hey bitch, K-Mart is right... cause you sure as hell can't afford anything in dis biatch!" Our clothes are SOOO expensive. I sold 435 dollars in clothes to one lady today, and this man bought his wife 1000 dollars worth of clothes this morning, he was just being a good husband. She wasnt even there! I loved it.

ballerburris @ 2006-04-10T19:45:00

2006-04-11T02:48:20Z

The green pastures and idyllic barnyard scenes of years past are now distant memories. On today’s factory farms, animals are crammed by the thousands into filthy windowless sheds, wire cages, gestation crates, and other confinement systems. These animals will never raise their families, root in the soil, build nests, or do anything that is natural to them. They won’t even feel the sun on their backs or breathe fresh air until the day they are loaded onto trucks bound for slaughter.

ballerburris @ 2006-04-10T15:34:00

2006-04-10T22:41:59Z

I've just spent the past 20-35 minutes @ peta.org which I came onto when I was searching about KFC chicken cruelty. I am so devistated and I can not believe what I have read and watched, looked at. Not just the chickens but every animal. The chickens made me cry a lot because I focused on them mostly, I use to have plany of chickens as pets myself. I don't think I can ever eat another chicken again.

Bored

2006-03-19T18:09:38Z

Sittin' on the rocks at McDonalds,
Watchin' the cars go through the drive thru,
...
...
...
Is you gonna' take my order?!
What in the hell do I have to do!?

Bitch, I aint racist! Who you think I is?

2006-02-18T00:53:40Z

Speckles is sad, I think.

2006-02-11T05:51:03Z

I think Speckles is sad right now. I am not sure why, but I have a few ideas.

1. We have the chinchillas in our house now and ever since they had babies the rest of my family has been giving them a lot of attention, me... I just get sick of chasing the bitches around the house but I still love the cute little white one.

2. I haven't given Speckles as much attention as I use to, in the last year atleast.

3. Shes sexually frustrated. (Hey, you never know... like they always say - Let's do it like they do on the Discover Channel.

I mean, when I first found Speckles on the streets only a few weeks old I fell in love with her and I still am. I would do anything for my little girl and I have always been very protective over her. I hate when bitches mess with her! Anyways, also when I found her I didn't really do much. I didn't have a lot of people to talk to and I was still kind of going through some social anxiety crap so I spent most of my time with Speckles. I remember one time outside under the maple tree we were playing and there was a pile of leaves that Speckles kept attacking. I walked over and picked up a huge pile and poured them all over her back and she just went nuts and ran off. Also, all the times we would run around in circles in my yard and her pouncing on me as I go by, or just how much I use to talk about her... she was like my life. She is crouching down right next to me right now, i was holding her and giving her a little kitty massage. I just think she feels neglected. She peed in the house today and she could have possible poo'ed the other day but it might have been a hair ball. It was a very strange and huge shape so I am almost 100% sure it was a hair ball.

She has gotten so big, I have these pictures of her when she was smaller in my cabinets in the kitchen and laying on the couch. She has always been the cutest kitty ever. I just had a strange thought, Speckles has even seen me naked!

Anyways... Speckles if you could read and you were strolling through Livejournals one day I hope that this would mean a lot to you and I would want to know how much I love you... :)

::Speckles being pampered::

Hootie hoo!

2006-02-09T22:20:25Z

New livejournal layout! I LOVE YOU MS PAINT! <3

WTF!?

2006-02-02T16:59:05Z

I can go to Livejournal.com, I can manage my livejournal and post in it as I am here, but FUCK! I can't view my damn journal or anyone elses and I can't look @ my friends page or anything. I click on my lj or type the address in and it just never goes, it tries to open it and then time runs out and it fails. FUCK LJ! Mutha fucka! Anyways, I am about to just delete the shit... actually, yes.. I probably will. I delete my livejournal abut 10 times a year so this isn't a rarity, it will be back... lol

ballerburris @ 2006-01-27T01:38:00

2006-01-28T06:39:42Z

Vaginas, Penises, Fugitive, Botox, and everything else! Just fucking forget about it man...

2 new works in progress...

2006-01-27T00:56:59Z

I just started this one a few hours ago, so I have a lot to work on still.

Something I started a few days ago but have yet to finish, it's my cat Speckles sleeping on my messanger bag.

Remember me?

2006-01-19T04:47:29Z

I'm still not done, but oh my god it's beautiful!

Oh my fucking DOG!

2006-01-19T02:18:26Z

I just fucked one of my eyebrows up SOO bad! :( I just want them both to grow all the way and then I want to start all over and make them beautiful again! If they were to grow all the way out I was have the BIGGEST eyebrows in the world, for real. Omg... gross. Anyways... :) Had to share my issue. Oh yeah, and my fucking tooth hurts... the one I got a filling in! DAMN IT! Aw... the beatles are serenading me right now... have been for hours actually. Okay, back to drawing...

aSQUIDnamedHARRY

2006-01-15T09:08:33Z

Yay I bought my own domain name! Of course I haven't built the site yet but you should still go to the site, what I have there is pretty funny to me. Anyways,

aSQUIDnamedHARRYdotCOM

GO!

Attention Andrew:

2006-01-12T18:03:52Z

http://www.home.earthlink.net/~retroseason/

My day.

2006-01-10T22:43:01Z

{color pencils}

Tired!

2006-01-10T07:38:52Z

Oh my gosh. I was on my way to bed, but first I had to get ready for bed by going to the bathroom... little did I know I would get stuck doing a serial killer and Jonathan Taylor Thomas for an hour!?

Yeah, it was meant to be me, and it kinda favors me, but I've decided it looks like a mug shot of a serial killer. 785483972 (graphite)

This was also suppose to be me, but it looks more like JTT if you ask me. Oh well, we're both gay... atleast. (watercolor)

Nice day outside

2006-01-10T04:13:23Z

Today was a very peaceful day. I woke up this morning @ 10:00, had a cup of coffee and plucked my eyebrows. I left soon after to go out and work on some art. I stopped by the bank and then Micheals where I bought some more art supplies. I then headed over to Lake Morton where I drew a sketch of a tree in the water. I also drew a picture of my shadow in the grass with pastels which I so cleverly titled, "Shadow In The Grass On A Bench In The Park By A Lake." I then went on to Lake Mirror where I sat in the middle of the grass amphitheatre and held a mirror, drawing a self portrait. My third attempt is the best, I love it! After I finished there I went to Munn Park and sat on a bench where I just worked on the shading a bit more and enjoyed the outdoors.

The ducks and birds at Lake Morton were so freaking cute, I was so amazed just watching how they live... I don't know. Nature fascinates the hell out of me.

Here is my first little sketch, ha ha. Really scary... looks nothing like me.

My second sketch, I was being pretty lazy on the job and it shows.

And heres the final one. I freaking love it, this is a cropped off picture of it though. You'll have to see the full thing in person...

It does NOT feel like Christmas!

2005-12-24T06:43:16Z

So tonight was fun, I finished my pottery I started last night. I went with Lauren and we had a nice convo while I painted. Back at her house we just messed around online, I real lots of old livejournal on my old livejournal rockridgepride . I was so amazed, I miss the old day. Theres things from so many years ago :)

Anyways, I am excited for Christmas eve. I have to work but we close at 9 so I should get off earlier than that because I will have worked all day. My mom is having everyone over for dinner and fun, we are also going to have good drinks! I am excited, it should be lots of fun.

I've realized something great tonight and I'm happy about it.

ballerburris @ 2005-12-22T01:37:00

2005-12-23T07:07:22Z

I made up a new rap song, anyone who wants to hear it just call me and I'll sing it to you. (863) 608-0303 Otherwise part of it is on my voicemail incase I don't answer. Maybe I should put the whole thing on my voicemail, atleast temporarily. Even if you don't want to hear the rap song, you should probably just call me anyways.

I feel like I'm starting to fall apart emotionally. Over the last few weeks things just keep going down hill for me. I need a fresh start with a new job for one. There are people at work who are seriously fucking with me and acting so shady I am really getting tired of it. I just blow it off but I still know it's there and I think of it all the time. I just wish all the immature trashy girls who wanna fight everyone would just all get together on an island and beat the shit out of eachother all the time. Get over yourselves bitches!

I keep finding out new things that I don't enjoy hearing. People have mistaken my sarcastic joking nature as being serious lately and I am not sure why. I have been like that for as long as I can remember. I was really hurt today when I found out one of my good friend thought I was being mean to him several times and never told me. I really wasn't! For instance, I said "Good for HIM!" when this person told me it was someones birthday and I was totally not serious and I thought that was clear. :( I love everyone, even people who are the biggest assholes to me I always try and make things right or talk to and thats one of my problems right there. It's like some kind of weakness... I hate it. I get stepped on and shit because of it. I just let it happen though, then I feel so stupid later on.

I have to clear up something. I am sorry if I ever say anything to offend you, I really don't mean to. I don't even think of things in that way when I say them. I just say them and I think that they are taken the same way I think of them but I know they arent. Once I think about it I know I wouldn't enjoy people telling me I look a certain way or etc. I'm sorry. Also I use to be so low that I would cry my brains out if just one person talked bad about me or told me something mean so now instead of crying I put on a front and I just make things worse by uncontrollably saying a bunch of shit I don't even mean. I can't control it either, I guess I went so long being beat that I just don't want to lose anymore.

I also have many complexes. One for example is communication. I have been trying to work on it. I seem to be getting better but it's still just such an issue with me. When I am with someone and there isn't much being said I get so emotional and it's crazy. Not so much with someone I really know well, but people I just met or am not to knowledgable of. There use to be times that there would be silence on the telephone and I found myself crying because I guess for me it made me feel so uninteresting. I feel like I have nothing to say, yet there really is so much to say. I am very hard on myself and I never see anything the other way around. If something goes wrong I always put it on myself like something is wrong with me. I created a phobia of the telephone through these antics. I am not that way so much now, with phones I mean, I am back to normal with that.

Lately I have been talking to people I felt like I never could talk to and I am really enjoying it. I just avoided conversations with them for so long because I was so afraid there would be nothing to say that I just didn't ever put myself in a situation where I could find that out.

Instead of talking to someone sometimes also, I think so much about how we aren't talking that I can't think of anything else but that... therefore I can never think of anything to talk about. This doesn't happen with everyone though.

I just really am trying to fix myself still. I have doen it so many times in the past I know I can still do something about it. I always hit these new obstacles but I always manage to get around them. I wonder to myself if anyone else is like this. SO many issues I have had in my past seem to connect in all these different ways and once I think I have overcome every part of each one of them, a new peice of the puzzle falls out of the box and I have to figure out where it goes.

I am a somewhat of a small trainwreck, I am still trying to get myself back on the tracks so please forgive me. I really don't mean to be so crazy or pshychotic... it just happens. After I have outburts of craziness I think about it later when I'm more sane and I just dwell on it like I am doing right now. I wish so badly that I could explain myself and why it happened instead of the people just deciding I was a fucking lunatic and avoiding me.

I just can't believe that I am still figuring things out everyday. I wish I could just start over new. I feel like I've distorted the image that is really me for many people lately. I need a warning label on my forehead, I am just emotionally unstable.

I look into so many things so deeply when maybe they aren't meant to be looked at but only on the surface for what they are out loud. When you tell me something, I don't think about what you told me. I think about what you told me and all the things I think your thinking in your mind and I drive myself crazy trying to figure you out. I keep coming back for more hoping to discover something new or in hopes to renew some bad experience and make it good again yet sometimes I can never seem to make things better so I keep on coming back trying and trying again, making myself seem rediculous.

much of this might have made no sence, but it all does to me atleast

I don't know what I am going to do with myself.

Wow.

2005-12-22T01:22:04Z

I feel like such a douche.

Look...

2005-12-21T05:40:40Z

I just found this old bio I did when I was in 10th grade. I was a LOT different than I am now when I wrote this, it's so weird.

ABOUT ME

My name is Justin Burris, I am 15 years old. I am going to tell you some things about myself, after all... that was the assignment.

I was born on July 11, 1986 in Winter Haven Hospital. I lived in many spots and went to different schools, I never really got to make any friends and when I did I would have to move to another place, which explains why I am quiet and kind of shy I guess, at least part of it. After living in a permanent spot, where I live now, I went to Socrum Elementary School. It was great, although I was a nerd. At the awards we had at the school, every year I would almost win every award that there was to give out. Especially from my art class, I got a lot of awards from that. After fifth grade, I went on to 6th thinking that everything was going to be cool. After the first few days, I realized it wasn't. People would call me nerd and ugly. I tucked my shirt all the way in and my shorts were really nerd looking, far above my knees. My mom still brushed my hair in the 6th grade, what do you expect?

After all that, my self confidence and self esteem was gone. I didn't have any friends in 6th grade at all. Up until 8th grade, I couldn't even take my own order at a restaurant. Not even McDonald's, I never held my head up, and couldn't look at anyone in the face. I was just scared that they would make fun of me too. A lot of people think that I was picked on all my life, and that isn't it at all. Just in 6th grade. No, I am not going to be a killer when I grow up. No, I am not plotting anything when I sit in class quiet. You people don't even know me, yet you think you do. People are always saying how quiet I am, or why I never talk. When did they ever make the effort to talk to me? Anyway, everything was a lot worse than what I have said.

Next year, 11th grade, I am not coming into class quiet and weird like this year. I am going to try to get my self to be outgoing and even get into some trouble. It sucks being quiet, and the "good" kid. The reason that I was so quiet, and so weird at the beginning of the year is because I just sit there, listening to and watching other people. That way I can find out who I can trust to be my friend and who I can talk to. That is just stupid though, that is what starts all the mess I go through. I just want to be like I am around my friends and at home, or out somewhere. I never shut up, and am always doing something crazy. It is a lot more fun that way.

I have a lot of different hobbies. One of them is computers, yes... I admit I am a computer nerd. I am just not the kind that goes around talking about computer crap all the time, those people get on my nerves. I know a LOT about computers, and graphics design stuff. I make websites, graphics for other peoples websites, I have even worked for a car company making there websites until they tried to rip me off and I quit.

I like to go to the beach. We have a condo on Anna Maria Island that we go to mostly during the summer. I could live at the beach. I go snorkeling for a bunch of stuff too. We went out to a reef in Key West and the water was 30 foot deep. The boat took us to 3 different parts of the reef. At the first stop there was a shark that swam right under us and a bunch of fish. I got close up to the reef and fish and even took a picture of the barracuda's under the boat. The next stop was basically the same thing. At the last one, there were so many moon jelly fish, like the ones on SpongeBob SquarePants(only they don't sting) that I wore myself out trying to get away from them. They were EVERYWHERE. There were two eels in holes in the reef, and a sea turtle. This lady held onto the sea turtles shell and let it swim her around.

Back to the hobbies, I got a little side tracked. I like to kneeboard, water ski, and try to wakeboard on the lake. We take the boat out and spend the day doing that. I like watching people play basketball and I like playing football with my friends around the neighborhood. I run really fast, so none of them ever catch me. Except one time, I got tackled and my toe hit a rock and my toe broke. I can draw, but I don't do it a lot. It's kind of boring unless you have something worth drawing to draw. I am planning on running cross country, or joining the track team next year. I like to run and jump hurtles.

I live out in Rockridge. Most people think it's all trailers and trash. It's not that bad. I like it, we go four wheeling in the woods. We have trails all through these woods that go everywhere. We can do whatever we want and the cops can't really do anything, and about 99% of the time, there are no cops out here. I have lived out here since 3rd grade. We go fishing in all the ponds around here, but we never really catch anything unless we go onto property that we aren't suppose to be on. We especially can't catch anything in this one pond, it's filled with tile and concrete blocks. Just the other day I found a dead boar in the woods on the trail. I had smelt something really bad out on the road coming from the woods. I went back there to try and find out what it was, but I couldn't find it. So, the next day my cousin and I went back to the woods and I found it. It's legs were all broken and it was flat as a pancake. There was green stuff running all out of it, I don't know what killed it.

We used to have chickens, turkeys, geese, ducks, pigs, guineas(a weird bird) and a few other animals out in a big pin in the backyard. Pretty much a farm. I had a dog until the dog killed a chicken and my grandma's dog, and we got her put to sleep. Then our other dog died of cancer. Then our other dog drown in the neighbors pool. We shot the guineas after they poked all the baby geese to death. The bobcats ate all of our turkeys, our ducks, and our chickens. We shot the bobcat, put it in our freezer, got it stuffed, and now it's on the shelf upstairs in my grandma's house. We had the pigs slaughtered and ate them for breakfast. We sold the geese, and tore down the whole pin and roost house. Isn't that a nice story? Everything wound up dead.

After High School, I plan to go to Culinary Art school. I have always wanted to own my own restaurant. I am going to become a master chef too. In Culinary Art school, they teach you communication skills, business skills, all that kind of stuff. Then they teach you the chef part. I just want the restaurant mainly. All I know is that after I get money I am going to get married, buy a big house, buy 5 cars, and after I do all the main stuff I want to do. Then I can have kids and put them through hell. No... but I hope they don't go though all the crap I have been through. I will make sure that they don't. Then one day I will die and it will all be over.

THE END

Cold pizza... yumm. Chocolate milk... ehhh, okay.

2005-12-21T03:36:49Z

So I went on my campus tour of Ringling School of Art and Design yesterday (My dad is chubby, by the way. He just walked in and I looked at his belly) and I had an amazing time. I woke up at 5 am and got ready. I pulled together all my artwork from highschool and now and I was on the road at 7. I got there @ 8:30 and waited for 9 to come for my tour. The first person I met was the president of the school, I ran into him on the streets and began talking to him. I was so freakin' nervous when I was talking to one of the admissions people. I felt like a retard afterward. She told me I was way to hard on myself when it comes to my art and I agreed. I went on the tour with a senior at the school. She was nice. There was another family with me on the tour. It was over at 10:30 so I decided to drive down the marina. I got out and walked around looking these sculptures they have along the water. I loved a few of them sooo much, it was nice. There were all these boats out in the water just sitting there and these small row boats parked on the sand. They were cute. I drove over to Longboat Key just to look and came back. I went downtown near Ringling and walked around. I went into all the art galleries and a few other stores. Everyone was so nice. I had conversations with all the gallery owners or workers. They were all just very nice. After that I had to make a stop at Goodwill down the street from Ringling. I found some cool things but I didnt get any of them. I had to really make myself not buy the sombrero with guitars on it. Anyways yeah so I really loved the school. I hope so much that I get accepted.

Marcos, I had a really nice time today! I didn't wanna leave.

P.S. (I WANT A NEW JOB! I'M OVER CRACKHEADS!)

Wipes sweat off forehead...

2005-12-06T09:18:19Z

... and so, another awesome night with Sheila at The Castle was had. Damn we looked hot too.