I think ears look really weird. Maybe it's just me. Maybe it's just mine. 

What have I come to?

What have I come to, I know. I have copied and pasted more things then I ever wanted to, but they are interesting. I don't understand why this has come over me. I love the fill in your name things though. Sad, I know, please weep for me. The saddest part is, I plan on continuing to do so.

I love the world.

I don't know why, but I am in a great mood. I failed my Chem. quiz, Math test, and English test, but despite that all I am in a GREAT mood. I guess that it might have something to do with the fact that I am going dress shopping tom. and my friends and I are going to have a blast. I love dressing up. Shopping is the adult version of dress-up. You just feel great when you have something new and cool on. Even if you don't buy it, you have a buzz for the rest of the day. I love shopping because I have a reason to try on clothes I'll never wear and make fun of the other fat people in the dressing room.

I am really bored as you may be able to infer from the first paragraph. BIG WORDS. Protitutes are People too. I think prostitution should be legalized. It's the persons choice and you make great money.

I'll talk more about this later because I got to leave. Hopefully I'll get on later today. No promises.

Bold the statements that apply to you, and replace my number 100 with your own:

01. I miss somebody right now.
02. I don't watch much TV these days. (I cant find my tv remote, goddamn!)
03. I love olives.
04. I love sleeping.
05. I own lots of books.
06. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
07. I love to play video games.
08. I've tried marijuana.
09. I've watched porn movies.
10. I have been in a threesome.
11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
13. I have acne free skin most of the time
14. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
15. I curse frequently.
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
17. I have a hobby.
18. I've been told I have a nice butt. (even though i dont have one).
19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
20. I'm really, really smart.
21. I've never broken someone's bones.
22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
23. I hate the rain.
24. I'm paranoid at times.
25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar free.
26. I need money right now.
27. I love sushi.
28. I talk really, really fast.
29. I have fresh breath in the morning.
30. I have semi-long hair. (w00t!)
31. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister.
33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
34. I shave my legs.
35. I have a twin.
37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
38. I like the way that I look.
39. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
40. I know how to do cornrows.
41. I am usually pessimistic.
42. I have mood swings.
43. I think prostitution should be legalized.
44. I think Britney Spears is hot. (sexually only of course)
45. I have cheated on significant other.
46. I have a hidden talent.
47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have. (would love to be though!)
48. I think that I'm popular.
49. I am currently single.
50. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
51. I enjoy talking on the phone. (on occassions)
52. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.
53. I love to shop.
54. I would rather shop than eat.
55. I would classify myself as ghetto.
56. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
57. I'm obsessed with my LJ
58. I don't hate anyone.
59. I'm a pretty good dancer.
60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington.
61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
62. I have a cell/mobile phone.
63. I watch MTV on a daily basis
64. I feel safe eating at McDonald's
65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
66. I love drama. (sorry scott!)
67. I have never been in a real relationship before.
68. I've rejected someone before.
69. I currently have a crush on someone.
70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life. (well apart from live)
71. I want to have children in the future.
72. I have changed a diaper nappy before.
73. I've had the cops called on me before.
74. I bite my nails.
75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
76. I'm not allergic to anything.
77. I have a lot to learn.
78. I have dated someone at least 10 years younger or older.
79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
80. I am very shy around the opposite sex sometimes.
81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message. I leave it on for someone.
82. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
83. I have tried alcohol or drugs before.
84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
85. I own the "South Park" movie.
86. I have avoided assignments at work to be on Blogger or Livejournal.
87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.
88. I enjoy some country music.
89. I love my best friend.
90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
91. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story"
96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it. (a poor man's Ren and Stimpy!)
98. I have dated a close friend's ex.
99. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I often find myself bored.

Sorry.

I know you are all lost when I do not write, so I apologise. I was planning on writing in Journalism, but we didn't go to the computer lab.

I am in an okay mood. Unfortunatly, Homecoming is coming up. Everyone is getting ready for the dance and I still haven't decided if I want to go or not. I'm going dress shopping with Maggie on Friday and I'll decide if I'm going based on if I find a dress or not. I kind of want to go, even though I almost never go to the dances. I think it'd be fun, who knows. The guy I wanted to go with is planning on asking someone else. Sad, I know. You may all wear black and cry for me if you wish. Gareth, I should fly you over here so I have a date. It'd be fun, let me know what you think.

In other news, I am doing very poorly in school. I only have two A's, the rest are B's. I really need to pick it up or I'll never get into college and you'll read about me living in a cardboard box. How would I write?, you ask. Well, I can use the libary computers you smart allec.

I am tired and sad and a little hungry. I need to cut back on what I eat because my mom tells me I'm getting chunky. She's 5'1 and she doesn't understand that I'm the proper weight for someone who is 5'6 (and about 1/4!) I want to keep growing, but I am afraid I have stopped. I don't like being short. I don't miss too much, cause all the tall guys look funny. Maybe I just can't see their faces, but from my view, they aren't cute.

As much as you hate to read it. I have run out of news. My life is boring, what do you expect. Nobody has given me any suggestions of what to do in my free time. People, people, do you not love me?

Sunday-how creative of a title!

I got back yesterday around 10:30 but was tired despite chugging three french vanilla cappichinos. Went to bed around 11:00. Had an okay time. I love Grandma's cooking, wish it'd rubbed onto my mom! Thought I should write something. I have to bring Jamie home soon though so I don't have a lot of time. I am really bored. People need to give me suggestions of what to do so I'm not bored all the time. Since it's Sunday I should probably say something about God...On the seventh day he rested! I, like God, am resting and I am going to get off the computer so I can do a better job of it and better serve God. Adios!

Short Day, Long Weekend

Today was (is) a short school day. Just responded to my new "BLOG BUDDY!!!"'s comments. He is so cool. His name, or maybe it's not, is Gareth. He is pretty darn (lol, fun word) interesting. I am too lazy to put up links right now, but when (okay, if I become overwhelmed with the urge to do something) I do put up links, I will put his up, if it's ok.

Anyway, this weekend I am going to my Grandma's. She has dial-up so I don't know how I'll survive. I'll just work on my story I guess. I should also study chemistry and do my homework, but who am I kidding?

I have started using paragraphs (curse you BJ!), but they seem to be attracting more people. I don't know. Maybe people realize I have a great personality and they come for the paragraphs and stay to hear what I have to say.

Anyway, I am in my last hour and am feeling very happy. Just went to lots of peoples blogs and I realized that I say I too much. O well. I am me, conceited or not, you need to decided.

That's about all because as you can see in my last paragraph I am not in my best rambling mood. I'll post more on Monday if I can't get on this weekend. I love you all and think of me!

P.S. I I I I I I I I Me Me Me Me Me Me I I I I I I I I

I am in a good mood, but WATCH OUT!

I am in a great mood because today, for the first time ever, I "cussed out" somebody! Me! Little ole me! I usually am the person who overhears the bitches bitching but never does anything. Today, instead of wishing I had said something, I actually said something!

I stood up for someone and it felt great! I know I shouldn't feel good about putting somebody down, but eventually the little guy gets a voice! People were actually talking about ME in classes!

I have a B in chem. I am excited about that. I also managed to do well on both eng. and math tests/quizzes!

I have come to the sad realization that my school has no hot guys! I am very disappointed. The nice looking guys are asses, the nice looking guys who are nice have girlfriends, and the nice looking guys who are nice and don't have girlfriends are gay. So therefore, to console myself, I have decided that our school has no hot guys. Now I am free to focus on my work. Some of the guys are really nice though...

O well, I am in an emotionless mood if that makes any sense. If you cross my path, you WILL get burned!

Happy Hump Day

Happy Hump Day everyone! Hump day is going great for me.

To start off, I found a dollar, got to miss Gym because of a student council meeting and I don't have to make it up since I missed it for a school event!

I also found out I got a "B" on my chemistry test. Maybe the luck from BJ actually worked (that's why I'm using paragraphs, to thank you BJ)! I know people were freaking out because they got a low "A" on the test, but I am thrilled with my grade. Four wrong on the Chemistry test and it's a "B". I'm in Enriched Chem. by the way. I think I have to recruit Austin to be my tutor because he got 100%, one of the only two people who did.

A certain guy was looking "lovely" today if I do say so myself. That certain person is starting to talk to me more and more on his own, and despite the fact I wore my grub clothes today, he talked to me!

I managed to finish my Eng. and Math homework about two minutes before they were due. I was excited. Unfortunately, last night, my homework slipped my mind. I was supposed to go to the mall with my bro. (I know, pathetic, but I'm going to help him pick out a gift for his gf) and it didn't work out. SO instead I went to best buy where I thought my Dad and bro. were going to have a heart attack, because as all you game geeks know (hey, don't get insulted, I can be a game geek at times) Star Wars: Battlefront came out. I spent the time looking at the digital cameras. The one I want is only $500 so I may buy it. I'm still debating. A good camera lasts forever after all.

I am in journalism and I have just finished writing an editorial on how T.V. is, more or less, the source of all evil. Anyway, I really should go. As much as I love and respect you all, I want to go do something else. Something mindless preferably.

Outie (lol, I love it when people try and act all cool and say that <)

Tuesday

I am hungover from hungover day (Read Mon). I do NOT mean it litteraly! Anyway, I am in Journalism and once again, I find myself bored. I find this is happening more and more often. I think I need a boyfriend that I can force into doing crap with me (and please do not try and read between the lines). When you go out with someone you are obligated to do things with them, (go to movies, out to eat, crap like that) but your friends can call you up whenever the hell it's convient for them, and they can say they are busy. Boyfriends have no choice but to do what you want (HA HA HA, Women control all!) and they have to act happy with it.

Off the topic- I wanted to talk about people in my journalism class. I find that one of the freshman (of the two) is not so bad, the other one is bad enough for both of them though. Their are two seniors, one who is nice and pretty cool, the other one has her moments. Savannah, a sophmore, is pretty cool cause she doesn't put up with anyone's shit, including the sub.

Monday

If you could get hung-over from a day of the week, Monday would be that day. As you can tell, today is Monday. I am in 6th hour once again, and I cannot wait to go home. I still have my favorite class left, but even that isn't boosting my mood or outlook on life. I dread Mondays not because it is the first day of the school week, but because it IS the first day of the school week it goes on and on and on.

Sometimes I wish Monday were a person, so you could beat it up and not ever see it again, but then Tuesday would have to be beat up so it'd go away, and Wednesday and Thurday and Friday, but people would leave Saturday and Sunday alone, until the school board decided we'd have to go three weeks (3 Sat. and Sun.) before a break. Then everyone would try to go after the weeks, but the school board would keep finding ways around it.

I guess that all I am saying is Monday sucks. It deserves to suffer. I think Monday suffers enough, because people are always complaining about Monday and that must hurt Mondays feelings. Who are you to insult Monday anyway?

Weekend

I live for the weekend, though I almost dreaded this one coming. I have a HUGE chem. test on Mon. and I plan on failing. I haven't studied yet, though I really should. I woke up at 8:00 am which was Hell because I was up till 3am reading. I finished the book, so it's all good.

I went garage sale-ing, which I love. Got some new cassettes for my car! I'll be jamming 24/7 now. Got a book, She Said Yes. I was going to buy it new, but I'd rather pay a quarter. I'm cheap, what can I say?

I went to the Farmer's Market and saw Georgia with all these fifty year old people in the city band. I was surprised that she waved to me, she seems to ignore me at school. I guess she wanted to impress the old people. Bought hot sauce, which is almost gone. Love! Love! Love! hot sause! I eat it like a meal.

I also love chocolate. I need to pick up an application at the local chocolate shop. I would love to work with chocolate.

I then watched the first half-hour of Toy Story 2, because I was too lazy to rewind Lion King. I guess you may be realizing I'm lazy. I think I say it often enough.

Finally, got on the computer, e-mailed people, googled crap, and came to write this. I'm working on a North Dakota thing, so watch for that. It should be funny if you're from a small state, or from North Dakota.

I got myself all worked up about the hot sause, that my stomach is growing. Before I go eat, I want to leave you with a thought.

Don't you feel like you're snooping when you read this?

P.S. (lol) I'm not going to make a habit of using paragraphs. Deal with it.

North Dakota

I live in North Dakota. Yes, it is a state. No, we are not a part of Canada. Yes, we DO have indoor plumbing and electricty. And no, we do not drive carriages. We hate it when you act like we're hicks. We may not be "city folk" to you, but we have the same 'smarts', if not more, as you do. I think it is so funny when people have never heard of North Dakota. It's even funnier if they are from a place WE have never heard of. I was born and raised in North Dakota, and I do not plan on being a farmer! I also, no matter what anyone says, do not have an accent. I speak noraml, you no speak normal! North Dakota is an okay place to grow up in. I don't worry about muggers and rapists more than the next person and I like that, though sometimes people don't. For the most part, people don't rush around. I hate it when people run around like headless chickens (and no, I have never witness this, though I have witness the birthing of a cow on my Friends, Grandparents, farm, and that was a difficult birth so it was gross, but as you can tell I am now off the subject). We also get all the same programs on T.V. as you do. I am pretty happy here, but what normal person doesn't dream of going to N.Y.C. or California? Anyway, I'm stuck here for college because it's cheaper and I'll probably raise my family here, but I'll always pretend I wanted to be where I am (will be).

In School

Right now I am in Access and Powerpoint and I am about to fall off of my seat from boredom. I have fifteen minutes left, but each minute seems to take three. I have Journalism next and that is usually fun. I don't like some of the people in that class. Some of them seem to be taking the class as an easy credit and some of them just plain tick me off. Take this one girl in 3rd hour for instance, she is all preppy and always flirts with this one smart guy to get answers. If I could kill a giggle, I'd kill hers. Sometimes I feel very violent. In journalism their are also these two Freshman who think they know how the world works and sometimes I lose it and just tell them off. I hate it when people goof off and it's in a class I actually like. I mean it's too quiet in my Enriched Chemistry class, I wish someone would yell or spill chemicals on themselves. School can be so dull. That's why I am writing to this thing. I hate school, but I find I get bored easily so it's not just a school thing.

Isn't Being Weird Normal?

Isn't being weird normal? I mean, if someone was normal, they'd be considered weird, but to be a little crazy is good. It helps you deal with the punches life throws. I'm going to go all "Cat Lady" on you and tell you about something that you could care less about that is going on in my life. Okay, yesterday I meet this new guy. He's cool, but totally normal. Sometimes I find that I act a little weirder around normal people because I feel that maybe they are afraid to be weird. I want them to become crazy because I love crazy people. Crazy people make my life interesting. I don't think I could ever date a normal person. I need someone who will want to walk to my house, which is far from school, in the rain, with no umbrellas. I want someone who doesn't care what people think about them and does the things they do, cause they feel like it. Sometimes we need to tell our brains to shut up and just listen to our hearts. Life isn't about calculating every step, because if you do, you'll miss life because your head is always pointed at the ground, counting. Life is supposed to be fun, you're supposed to break the rules every now and then. Otherwise in twenty years you'll wonder how you got so many wrinkles. The only wrinkles I want on my face are the ones I get from laughing. Laughing is, as they say, the best medicine. Who are WE to disagree with THEM? I don't think you truly know who you are. I think you know who you want to be and who people think you are, but deep down, you realize you're not you. I'm not me, I'll admit it. I put up a brave front, but sometimes you have to become emotional, you have to trust people. Sure, when you open up, you open up to pain and heartache, but you also open up to love and understanding, you just need to meet the right people. I know I don't know who the right person is, but when I meet them, I'll know. They'll be perfect. They'll walk home in the rain, laugh when I mix mayo with ketchup, and they'll be a little weird.

Who are you?

Who are you? Are you like me? Do you wonder why I ask so many questions? Well, I guess I like the question mark key? I'm in a "Question the World" sort of mood? Are you ever in that kind of mood? Who are you by the way?

Me

I may be tall or short, fat or skinny, a blonde or brunette, pretty or ugly, but you'll never know because I am not going to let you judge me by a picture, but rather my mind. Don't like it? (Swear words follow)