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Wednesday, June 15th, 2011
2:59 pm - July 23rd, 2011 with Dismantled, Platform One, DJ's and Candy!


The next Dracula's Ball event takes place on Saturday, July 23rd, 2011 and includes live performances by Dismantled and Platform One as well as DJs Steve Archer (of Ego Likeness) and Kangal. 3 dancefloors of non-stop music!

Tickets are $16 in advance. All ages are welcome. If you want to drink alcohol, you must be 21+ w/photo ID. Admission at the door will be $18. Tickets go on sale Saturday, June 18th.

Advance tickets can be purchased *in person* from Ticketmaster or Digital Ferret, or *online* from Ticketmaster or IsoTank (IsoTank now ships tickets by US Mail which is much less expensive). Those with advance tickets are admitted first, before those paying at the door.

Dracula's Ball takes place at Shampoo Nightclub in Philadelphia, on Willow Street between 7th and 8th Streets. The club has a large enclosed parking lot which is free, but it does fill up early during Ball events. Doors open at 9pm and the event ends at 2am. In addition to live bands and DJs, there are vendors, candy and door prizes. The official DB website can be found at: http://www.draculasball.com/
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Friday, April 1st, 2011
8:19 pm - April 23rd Dracula's Ball with Angelspit and Ayria!

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Friday, December 24th, 2010
4:41 pm - Dracula's Ball January 29th $16 advance/ $18

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Sunday, October 3rd, 2010
5:56 pm - Dracula's Ball, October 30th! Celldweller, Sepharim Shock, DJ's, Candy, + More!


The next Dracula's Ball event takes place on Saturday, October 30th and includes live performances by Seraphim Shock and Celldweller as well as three DJs spinning in three separate rooms. All ages are welcome. If you want to drink alcohol, you must be 21+ w/photo ID. Tickets are $16 and are on sale now at Ticketmaster (in person or online), IsoTank.com and Digital Ferret CDs. Our Halloween event has sold out for many years running.... As such, we recommend advance tickets in the strongest possible terms. Every year we turn away several hundred people who want to attend but did not purchase tickets.

Costumes are encouraged but not required. Although this is our Halloween event, please note that it takes place on Saturday the 30th of October. Of course, a few hours after we open, midnight will roll around and we'll kick off the official start of Halloween!

Dracula's Ball takes place at Shampoo Nightclub in Philadelphia, on Willow Street between 7th and 8th Streets. The club has a large enclosed parking lot which is free, but it does fill up early during Ball events. Doors open at 9pm and the event ends at 2am. In addition to live bands, there are 3 DJs on 3 dancefloors, vendors, candy and door prizes. The official DB website can be found at: http://www.draculasball.com/
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Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010
6:27 pm - Looking for more friends


1) Your name: Becky or Rebekah
2) Location: Lorain, Ohio (It’s near Cleveland, Ohio)
3) Age: 27
4) Job: Novel and short story writer
5) Horoscope sign: Sagittarius
6) Eye color: Bottom of the lake blue
7) Original hair color: Dirty dish water Blonde
8) Current hair color: Black and red
9) Smoker: No

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Wednesday, December 16th, 2009
6:21 pm - January 16th DRACULAS BALL w/ Black Tape For a Blue Girl, I-Scintilla, VNV, Combichrist!

DRACULA'S BALL! w/ Black Tape For A Blue Girl (featuring Athan Maroulis of Spahn Ranch & Nicki Jaine),I:Scintilla, DJ's Mark Jackson from VNV Nation & Joe Letz of Combichrist

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Wednesday, February 25th, 2009
5:58 pm - Tapping The Vein Album Out Now!

Tapping The Vein Releases Second Full Length Album on Dancing Ferret Discs!

Amazing bled of hard rock, goth, and alternative music with powerful yet beautiful female vocals - Garbage meets Stabbing Westward with an aftertaste of T'Pau. Original and compelling. Get it now at www.isotank.com!
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Sunday, November 16th, 2008
8:37 pm

Dracula's Ball/Nocturne on New Year's Eve w/Cruxshadows, Bow Ever Down
And free drinks, too. :-)

Philadelphia, PA

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Tuesday, August 29th, 2006
6:28 pm - Dracula's Ball Sept. 2nd with kHz and ThouShaltNot

The next Dracula's Ball event is THIS Saturday, September 2nd, from 9pm-2am Monday, August 28th is the last day to order tickets from isotank.com -- after that, tickets will be available from Digital Ferret CDs and Ticketmaster. Admission will also be available at the door. As always, all ages are welcome at the Dracula's Ball. You must be 21+ w/ proper, valid photo ID to drink alcohol.

The venue will once again be Shampoo Nightclub, located at 7th & Willow Streets in Philadelphia. The musical performers are kHZ and ThouShalt Not. Details...Behind the cutCollapse )
All the info can be found at draculasball.com
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Wednesday, March 1st, 2006
10:23 pm - The DOWNWARD SPIRAL

I'm Back...come visit, kids.

Monday, September 19th, 2005
12:21 am - My Eyes Hurt Part 1

At a party last night, my conversations went like this. No joke.
"Hi I'm Sean."
"Your forehead is so wrinkled I could wash clothes on it." said X gay man.
"Hi I'm Sean."
"26? You look a lot older!" said Y gay man.
And my favorite...
"Hi, I'm Sean."
'Yeah, I don't have time to talk to a burn victim!"
Honestly, I turned away. A little drunk and very tired...I started crying. I'm ashamed to say that he saw me choke up and was shocked that it actually hurt me.
"No, I'm kidding! Haha!" he squealed.
"Oh, I'm just tired and my eyes hurt. I know you're kidding!" I chuckled. I couldn't even admit to HIM that I felt like the ugliest person in the solar system, which is saying something because Singapore is full of really awful-looking retards.
It was a long day waiting tables and doing stand-up, but I was trying to be confident, rational, and mature...but no luck. My ride home is filled with snot and tears. I have an emotional cancer to be loved by everyone, but especially the people who up until 3 years ago I loathed: Gay men. Prada-loving, connexion-cruising, self-hating, meth-binging, age-defying, lying-bottoms Faggots. I'm happy I've welcomed them back into my heart.
These men don't realize that if they'd talked to me 5 years ago I would have been a floundering beached whale with ugly sandals. They're getting a fuckin treat, now! Even Danny, a guy who I dated briefly this summer was fond of mentioning the abundance of my stretch marks pre-sex. Never once did I mention to him that his ciggarette breath made me want to die. But he loved telling me that I didn't have enough clothes in my closet and that he was "tired" of seeing me in blue. "Wow, your pores are huge!" he liked saying during make-outs. It makes me feel like an Ogre listening to these guys talk about my 26 year old laugh lines.
I've been a militant best friend since 2003 to every LGBT (Yeah...you-know-me!) who I meet, which is stupid. Then booed off stage by lesbians, cattily hushed by the drag queen who checks ID's at Mickeys, and scoffed at by every white gay man I meet in Sacramento, San Francisco, Los Angeles, San Diego, Long Beach, Boise, and Detroit. I've learned that on a scale of 1-10, in my own mind, I'm average...a 5 or 6, but in the white gay world...I'm an Aardvark.
But last night was different because it was a Puerto Rican who said I was ugly. They always love me. My ass is big, and that has always been my meal ticket with latins. Not this one. I felt betrayed. Like I was P. Diddy being dumped by J-Lo right before the verdict. Now, I am alone in my quest to be respected by the gays. I attract a very specific type: STRAIGHT WOMEN.
Straight women have taught me the lesson of my life, that I am not the average girl from the vid-e-o. That I treat people how I want to be treated. I don't tell people that they are ugly or fat or too chinky or too femme or poor. I say it about their friends. Golden rule, ladies. Golden Rule.
We spend so much time trying to find ways to bring average people down a peg. What do I get out of making you more humble? And it's not just gay guys who do it. Straight men are assholes, too. And women can be bitches, vicious cunts, even. Come to think of it, all people in their 20's waste their lives trying to make people feel bad. Life is too short, people - and we're all going to die...of AIDS, anyway!
Friday, August 5th, 2005
2:26 pm

i stumled across this community. i look into it b/c i was curious. you lot are curious indeed.

this is out of frustration, not spite or anger towards anyone in this community:
this is a general statment, i know there are of course ppl out there that this doesnt apply to, but alot of people it does: You let yourself be judged and outcasted. You look around at evertyone who isn't like you, and it scares you so you distance yourself from them. It's just what they do. They see the nerd or goth and they run away. Or so you think. Highschool's a bitch but I think ppl make themselves into targets by having no self-esteem. That's one option. The other option is that people like to feel sorry for themselves. You come here and say you are unpopular and other ppl comfort you, but you don't need comfort, you need to realize that alot of people probably aren't as against you as you think they are. You complain about how you are the most hated person in school, but to me it sounds like your glofiying the fact some ppl think you're a dork. Some. I hate to hear anyone complain over nothing, and I think that instead of going out and being social or trying to make friends you're becoming something worse than a nerd: emo. You're overly emotional and you bitch about how no one loves you but I bet alot of people love you: your friends, your family. Especially those of you with s/o's. You're very lucky. Alot of ppl would die for someone to notice them. And maybe you should step outside yourself and realize that everyone has problems. Do you realize that the prettier you are the more rumors about you are spread? Or that the richer you are the less people respect you? You are angry at all these so-called popular ppl. You're angry and you call them names, but you don't think that gets around to them? They know what you're calling them and they hate you for it. Are you angry b/c they haven't noticed you? Have you tried to ake yourself notice? Or have you, this entire time, jsut been pissed that they don't see you as you hide in a corner trying to escape the imagined insults that might come your way? No one has a glamorous life, b/c the more firends you have the more people you have that hate you. I've been on both sides of the spectrum. I've been ostracized b/c I thought I was a badass and people at my school just "couldn't handle me": really I was just pushing them away with my "fuck off" attitude. i've also had people intimidated by my this or that and spread crazy rumors. You have to wonder if it's worse that "no one cares" or that people care enough that they'd do anything to take away your confidence, which they so jealously covet.
I feel for you if you are truly going through pain, I do. If people come up to you and call you names, I'm sure it hurts, but I know no one who hasn't been called a name behind their back, or had someone dislike them. Besides, if you really are that brain-surgeon in your clas that everyone thinks is a loser, just remember that those ppl will probably be cleaning your floors someday, but I know no truly unpopular people. Maybe at my school they jsut don't exist. Even the dorkier of the students have a friends and things they enjoy to do. I just wish ppl would realize that every single person they come in contact with in their life has at some point been hurt. No one is perfect. Everyone talks about ppl behind their backs, and yes you are going to hate people that are more glamorous than you, but at least try to realize that for every popular person you insult one of them is uinsultig you right back, so it makes you no better of a person.

as a side note, i find it interesting you have anorexia and cutting as some of your interests. that's jsut a key example of how pain is not exclusive. if you look at those popular girls are yoru school, see how skinny they are? alot of them probaly aren't doing it in a healthy way. and as for cutting i'll just say it seems more and more that almost everyone i meet has cut at some point in their life (that's an exaggeration but u get my drift). it's one of the biggest crazes for teens today. it's a trend. and everyone wants to be trendy.
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Friday, July 29th, 2005
9:13 am

Alone and freaking out
none of my online or real life friends, nor my boyfriend is available to talk and I'm freaking out. Very depressed no motivation to do anything though I have lots of stuff I need to do, I'm loosin my will to live and feel like i'm going insane!

and like no one loves me at all
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Tuesday, July 12th, 2005
12:28 am - Delicious Surprise

I'm finding as I'm re-writing this show and working it out at open mikes that audiences don't believe I really once weighed 275 pounds. And not just "once" I mean I was a really fat kid, teenager, and adult. No breaks. I grew up in a family that relied on food for celebration, comfort, self-destruction, boredom. So much fucking boredom. Taco Bell was our court jester.
People think I'm whining or just making fun of the fat community. How could I? I AM the fat community. I'm convinced this is not the last I'll be seeing those rolls in my belly. I'm sure deep down that my sleekness is temporary. I don't deserve to be healthy or sexy. Sing it with me, Rosie.

I grew up hiding my self from my sexuality with cheesecake, just like Bea Arthur. I still do. If you don't think I don't want to go fuck every short asian muscular power top/bottom I see, you're blind. I want it. But I'm scared to want anything too much.

Scared to come with guys I really like. Scared to dance as hard as I can. Scared to invest my hardest work into my art.

All of these things would allow my eyes to roll into the back of my head for too long. I might look stupid, like I did 100 pounds ago.

Scared to make eye contact with even close friends. Scared to reign it in, scared to let it go. I'm a droppy faucet.

Even Sam doesn't believe this show, and she's a friend from the fat days. She even spent time at fat camp. What do I have to do to convince you I'm addicted to peanut butter?

I should never have peanut butter again. Peanut butter on a waffle with maple syrup, whip cream and bananas is as unsafe for me as bottoming for a homeless drug addict without a condom.

Tonight you told me that what makes me funny is my honesty. That I can't give up. That I must make it funny.

In the morning Wendy wants to see SOMETHING.

And you...you gave me the only hope I had. You're a piece of cake that showed up in the fridge--a delicious surprise everytime I talk to you, hug you, kiss you...run with you...

Thank you.

If I won me the lottery
I'd dance naked in the street
With a top hat full of money
And you'd wanna get to know me
If I won me the lottery
And if I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar
In the back of my limousine
They'd call me an icon
And I'd be lookin' back at you
From the cover of the People magazine
I guess it's all for the takin'
I guess it's all yours and mine
Danny says I got to see it and believe it
I believe it, I believe it
If I;m just an outsider
I'm livin' in a trailor
with a black and white tv set
If only I was president
You know I'd paint the white house pink
And never have to pay the rent
If only I was president
I guess it's all there for the takin'
I think it's all yours and mine
Wendy says I've got to see it and believe it
I believe
I won't sleep 'til I've had enough
I believe
Won't sip my wine from no paper cup
I believe
Won't sleep 'til I've had enough
Until I've had enough
Delicious surprise
Now I do believe
Now it's there all the time
Inside I knew it all the time

Current Mood: refreshed
Current Music: "Delicious Surprise (I Believe It)" Jo Dee Messina
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Monday, July 11th, 2005
2:52 am

ebony pavement,
with blueberry rain.
soft water streams,
and chocolate puddle spray.
the yellow boots fall,
into the quite of the night,
in the calming storm,
a childs delite.
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Sunday, July 3rd, 2005
9:24 pm

and i carried the casket
heavy with loves false pretenses
the girl i love is dead
i sit by the cave though
waiting for some hope
waiting for the ressurection
waiting for some connection
to you

me and your shadow
we are children of the night
you litter every corner
you burn away every light

his hands around your waste
as you ride off in the sunset
to some dinner sucide
where the meat is wriggling
and so is my corpse

your ghost by my side
we reak havick as we drive,
spilling out love into the night
a love waiting to be revived.

his lips to your lips
pull the string to this old toy
break out the knife and begin to twist
one day i hope i can find joy...

but such fallacy hopes
arise on loves stary dreams
we may ride togather,
but are split at the seems..

his hips to your hips....
was it a swing or a miss....
salt air fill my lungs and my thoughts
and right now I fight to exist..

and death has never been so accepting...
the poison has never been sweeter
we climb a tree to touch the stars
i climb the bridge to only be hit by a car
its never been so tempting
to only pull an inch
setting the clutch in reverse
let me strech back the skin
to set free all that was
and all that could have been
falling back onto who i was
who i never wished again

but its all ash,
you brought in...
and i stll ask
do you still?
you never loved
i wish i never;;;;;;
you never cared
i wish i never//////
you never hurt
i will never..again
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Monday, May 23rd, 2005
2:57 pm - *waves*

Hi, im new here =).

Just thought I'd introduce myself. xD
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Sunday, April 17th, 2005
10:35 am - weigh-ins

June 15, 2000
279.7 lbs

February 28, 2003
228.5 lbs

September 2, 2003
199.4 lbs

November 29, 2003
185.0 lbs

April 17, 2005
168.5 lbs
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Thursday, March 24th, 2005
3:19 am
misoneismic Hello, everyone.

I am Jonna, 20, unpopular amongst the "normal" folk. I've never felt like I quite fit in; in school, I was the girl who always did her homework and always got A's until the third grade, so my classmates naturally hated me. When I stopped loving school (mostly due to the fact I was picked on by older girls who made schooldays Hell...), people hated me because I "wouldn't make an effort" and because they actually had to do their own homework. I wore bottle bottom glasses, and I was twice as heavy as the other girls in my class. I was very different in appearance, and behavior, and opinions. When 7th grade began, the other people in my class suddenly "grew up" (their opinion, not mine), starting to smoke, do drugs and drink like sponges (because, naturally, doing that defines adulthood), and I've always been against substance abuse, being the daughter of an alcoholic. I never watched any of the popular, "must-see" TV series, I wasn't interested in going to the movies, and I steered clear of the annoying pop music that all "normal" people just HAD to listen, because it defined normality. Where other girls listened to Madonna and Mariah Carey, I listened to Nirvana. Where other girls watched Beverly Hills 90210 and Melrose Place, I watched Babylon 5 and American Gothic.

Entering graduate school, I was dubbed goth thanks to my slightly darker appearance (it's too much to assume the popular, brainless sort would be able to tell the difference between gypsy and goth, anyway) Thankfully, the mocking stopped because people started being afraid of me, but I was still as unpopular, if not more so, as before.

School is Hell for the quirky, but you know what they say. Attitudes and views come from the home. Don't blame the popular people. Blame their parents.

Anyway. It's nice to find a place where the unpopular can gather. :) So, hi.
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Saturday, February 26th, 2005
7:15 pm

hey guys, i am selling this "anti-popular" shirt on ebay...please go here if you're interested in buying!
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