Cory Kay Creations

I am so excited about Rukia's birthday. I don't even know how old she is for real but she's still one hot chick. I hope I will make an impression on her with my gift and hopefully she will invite me to test it out together.  This is what Renji was thinking to himself on the morning of Rukia's birthday. His daydreaming was interrupted by a very drunk Matsumoto Rangiku who came to visit Yoruichi. -Renjiiii-kuuun, lookin'good. Have you been working out? Human world treats you well I see. -OMG, woman. Were you in a fight with the bar? It's like 9:00 am and you are already drunk? Drunk Rangiku and Renji ( drawing is not actually my thing) -I'm a party girl, Renji. Don't judge me. I don't judge you for wearing those pink gay T-shirts. -You just did. -Oh, well...I have an excuse. I'm wasteeeed. Where is the lady of the hose? -She is still in bed. -I'll go wake her up. Need help with shopping for bras. -No, no. Don't go.

I Googled this. I don't say that these things apply to everyone. These are just things that I do. I sometimes like to think of myself as a normal person but then I remember that I find being referred to as "normal" is offensive for me.  Why? Because I look around and I see what today's "normal" means. Being a brainwashed idiot with no ideals, no motivation, no hope, no life, no nothing. Waking up in the morning and feeling sad about it. Another day at a job that you hate, meeting people you don't like, wasting your time and your life, feeling empty and posting on Faceebok how happy you are, how many places you visited and how people like you.  Really? Is that all there is? If that's all there is I prefer being called crazy because I do not care to follow these rules and I stopped giving a shit about what others think about me. People always judge you and have an idea about how you should live your life.  They think that if they were

I googled it.  I do not understand why people keep reading bullshit. I cannot get my mind to comprehend that. And I don't want my mind to ever understand that.  I cannot stand to read idiotic things. Or things that bore me to death. I don't like to listen to boring people and I don't like to read their boring ideas.  Why are they boring? Because most of them are not genuine. When you express yourself in a real manner you don't do it with fluffy unicorns and pink baby kittens and I don't know what. It's raw, it's passionate, it's real.  Most of the crap that's out there, mostly here in my country is just copied and translated or just things that others want to hear. What I'm trying to say is that if you make the effort of typing something, type something you believe in, not a bunch of words with no meaning. Send a message, don't just post something that you think sounds good. Sometimes the truth sounds ugly and slaps you in th

Cory Kay 3 years old. I admit it. I have no idea what to write about. I cannot give you any value, people! I have nothing to sell, I have nothing to teach you because I am not an expert at anything else beside talking a lot and writing a lot  and being myself. I cannot teach you to be me, that's wrong. You should be you, right? Of course it's right. So because I still want to write something I give to you 20 random things about me. Why should you care? I don't know, maybe it helps if you know something about the person that keeps writing these posts. I did the I love.. . and What I dislike   posts but something's missing. Some detailed information. I cannot talk to you about quantum physics or math because I don't know anything about that so I am going to talk again about me. I know me, for almost 25 years now. So this is it. The list.  1. My name is Corina but I prefer Cory because it's cooler. Also the name Kay is the name of the mai

That is interesting. I know it inspires you to go and make one for yourself. Or maybe you enjoy tea. Tea is very healthy, especially green tea. It keeps you slim. Everyone wants to be a model these days, right? Go and make some green tea. Drink three cups a day and you will be on the catwalk in no time.  Now I am drinking some coffee because it's 8 PM and I feel like staying up late and read, do some research and hopefully write a couple of pages on my novel. It's not easy being a writer these days. Most of the times writers become famous after they die. But no way I am waiting to be eaten by worms to be a well-known writer. Even if I will have to go door to door like a member from a sect I will make my novel known. I will go into schools and force read it to the students :) I will do whatever it takes but first...I need to write it and finish it.  For the people who know me already, thank you for supporting me in this. Some people like logical things like engineering

Yes, the secret to alchemy. I have figured it out. I can turn anything into gold. Every word that is.  I bet for a moment there you were like "OMG O___O" or for the more realist types you were like "aham...sure...scams". But no need for that because this is just a figure of speech. I cannot turn freakin' stuff into gold because if I could do that I wouldn't be here writing, I would be somewhere buying my own island and building a castle.  But I can turn words into gold and you can too. How? Simple. It has to come from the heart, from that never-ending flame of passion. Yeah, I use metaphors but I like them so there, live with it. And if you don't like reading this go online and google some silly stuff like "100 ways to get a woman to date you" or "funny YOLO videos", I don't know. Personally I like to read my posts. And that is what matters. If you are writing something just to please people and say what they want to hear

Stop caring about what others think of you. Be straight faced guy. Not impressed by the opinions of others.  Do you really feel like you are alone in the world? People stopped calling you? When they see you on the street they look the other way or they run like they saw a pack of hungry monsters? Maybe you are suffering of what I call the "I'm so whiny and I annoy everyone around me syndrome". I can safely say that I have become an expert on the topic because I suffered from it for a long, long time. People don't have the patience or the psychological strength to listen to a person who is always complaining and playing the victim. Yes, life was rough with you. You went through the most horrible things: you lost friends, loved ones, your self-confidence, people mocked you, you were never the pretty one or the smart one, always a John Doe to everyone and even to yourself. So what? No one's life is perfect, not by far. Yes, some people seem to have it al