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I wrote a giant thing about me, and all the weird stuff you might or might not know.
It's funny ish. Take a gander at it. It's long, though.... sorryyyy, I was bored.
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THIS IS ME.
I don't live for you, I live for me.
The smallest things mean the most.
I'm really short, so I guess I mean a lot. Bahaha.
I don't have many good friends, but I don't care because it's quality over quantity.
I suck at advice, mostly because I'm not sure if I'd actually follow the directions I give,
but trust me, I will listen to you forever if you want.
I'm always single; I'm always unokay with that.
I manage to hurt myself in the weirdest ways.
I could spend a lifetime just writing or drawing, and be okay with it.
Not gonna lie, I say "not gonna lie" fifty hundred times a day.
And I will probably ask you, "Wanna die?" at least once in your lifetime of knowing you.
I'd give almost anything just to be able to sing.
It pisses me off when people can sing and don't do anything with it.
I believe I should be the spokesperson for Diet Dr. Pepper.
I'm not much for kissing. I'd rather hug you forever.
Alcohol doesn't interest me.
DANCING IS A MUST! I will dance just about everywhere and anywhere.
Meaning, if you are embarassed by public bad dancing, you won't wanna be my friend.
But I was on the Dance Team in High School for four years, so that counts for something, right?
David Cook is the sexiest man alive. I'm waiting for him to realize I'm much, much better than Kimberly Caldwell.
I also have a 'crush' on Mitchel Musso from Hannah Montana, possibly the dorkiest guy alive.
I'm impatient. I get snappy when people are late, and I'm sorry, but I don't think I can help it.
I've recently discovered the joy of Twix Peanut Butter bars.
Yes, I still have a night light and I'm eighteen, suck it.
Being brave is one of my favorite feelings in the entire world. I love it.
I always wanna be the one who saves another person's life.
I'd pretty much date/marry/whatever Edward Cullen, I think I could get past the fact that he's a vampire.
I lead people on because I don't know how to say no.
Basically, I just have a problem with speaking my mind.
One side of my face is hideous in my opinion. It's the right side, in case you were wondering.
I love song lyrics, almost more than the song itself.
I listen to all kinds of music.
I seem to break cameras a lot. But not 'cause I'm ugly... I hope.
I was mentally abused for six whole months by a few of the people I cared about most.
So thanks to that, I don't trust anyone except myself, sadly enough.
I'm trying really hard, though. So that's gotta count for something?
I keep secrets better than anyone. No joke.
I don't discuss your business with anyone else but you, and that's only if YOU bring it up.
Some people still think I cry everyday,
which is complete bullshit since I've cried maybe three times this entire year, but okay.
I have a sailor mouth when I'm angry.... and also when I'm excited or scared. lmao.
I hope to someday be in a relationship where we take things slow. Seriously.
There's nothing I hate more than a guy who won't actually take the TIME to love me.
I'm allergic to cigarette smoke.
I'm straight-edge. Please just respect it. I don't tell you what to do, so don't tell me.
I play Expert on Guitar Hero. Not much of an accomplishment,
but it does seem to stun boys sometimes for some reason.
Video games are amazing, I'm a dork when it comes to them.
Yay Final Fantasy! Cloud is a hot video game character. Wow.
I love bright colors. Turquoise (..."teal"...) is my favorite.
I freaking LOVE PIKACHU!!! And anything to do with him. He's ADORABLE.
Speaking of which, I still play the Pokemon games. :) And own at them, btw.
I have the strangest dreams. And yeah, I will tell you all about them whether you like it or not. Sorry.
I love American Idol. Make fun of me, I don't care, I love watching people sing.
I like to pretend I'm a rockstar when I drive... which probably isn't safe, but I get bored.
My job is pretty great. And so are (most of) the people I work with. :)
I FREAKING HATE WINTER. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't miss it at alllll.
Me + Cold = Cursewords galoure. And not in the 'excited' sense.
However, Christmas is the best holiday... right next to June 27th.... hehe.
My opinion on crap changes daily.
It's probably because I can't make a decision to SAVE MY LIFE!
It took me two minutes to decide what 'exit door' to use at Chili's once. No kidding.
I'm a jealous person. I want everything good in a person that I don't have.
Annnd if a boy I like, likes another girl, all Hell breaks loose... but only in my head.
I try to be only subtly jealous on the outside.
I'm very unhappy with some stuff about me, but I try not to let that show either.
I don't want to grow up. I love my age. :(
Sometimes I don't know if I want to have kids, just because I think I'd be a bad mom.
But if I do, Sydney and Jace = best names ever.
I want to be an Art teacher of this moment, but that could change... in a little bit actually.
I bite my knuckles when I'm nervous or worried. It's freaking messed up, I know.
When I'm concentrated, my toes wiggle. And my mouth moves all funky. Hahaha.
I talk to myself more than I should. It's kinda scary.
This mostly happens in the bathroom. I don't know why?
I love blankets. And comfy stuff.
I'm really lazy, and I'll be the first to admit it.
I hate, hate, hate being told what to do.
But yet, I can't even make my own decisions, so therefore, I'm usually stuck on something.
I haven't had drama in like two years. It's amazing.
I believe in ghosts and aliens.
Am I weird for that? Maybe.
But you try explaining some stuff that's happened to me.
I once think I even saw a dragon when I was like, eight. No joke. lmao.
I've been in love before. It's no fairytale.
And there was no happily ever after.
More like a point-blank "the end".
I believe what's meant to be will happen, but then again,
I also think you need to put some effort into some things in order for them to happen.
There IS a reason for everything.
I don't think boys and girls can ever be 'just friends' forever,
because at one point, I believe at least ONE of them had felt some sort of attraction to the other
at one point in time, whether it be mutual or not, or however short of time it was.
So yeah, I like to be silly, but there's a line between silly and immature.
I think the phrase "and stuff" added at the end of sentences make them amusing.
I have sweet eyes, I guess? Even though they're poop-colored. Who knew poop was sweet.
My nose is pierced. And yes, call me a baby, but it hurt like Hell.
I have a vivid imagination. I'm a space cadet.
I like thinking about scenarios that will never happen. It's like a favorite past-time.
Fishing is great. Really. I think it's just awesome.
Same with bowling. I'm on league, baby! (Another dork moment.)
I love witty people. Witty people are so freaking cool. I want a witty boyfriend.
My parents are probably the greatest people alive.
My mom.... God bless her sould for the weird things that woman does sometimes.
My sister should be on reality TV. Or at least have some of her phrases printed on T-shirts.
I love how I used to make fun of Gogurt, and now I'm obsessed with it.
It's a goal of mine to visit Australia in my lifetime.
I wanna get married, too, but the way I am with guys will most likely prevent that.
And I kinda don't know how people can stay with one person forever.
Well, I mean, yeah, I do, but sometimes, I doubt it.
Yeah, I doubt a lot of things in life actually.
Hmm... what else?
Oh, I am a white white girl.
(The first 'white' referring to personality.)
I wish I could capture everything on film sometimes.
Well, just the good things. I don't wanna watch me scream at people. lmao.
I'm going to have arthritis by the time I'm like, thirty at least.
I use my fingers waaaaay too much.
Lists are sweet. I just really like lists.
I think I'm a weird person because people give me weird looks a lot.
Or they raise eyebrows.
I act like an idiot in front of people I don't know, because I don't know what to say.
Either that, or I'm insanely quiet, which sucks just as much.
I'm a mumble-bee. People ask me to repeat crap often. Sorry.
I like stars. I want to spend a night just looking at them with someone special sometime.
I'm kinda a hopeless romantic. Sort of.
I wish I had connections to famous people!!!!!!!! AHHHH!!
David Cook is the sexiest man alive. Oh wait, I already said that. I was just reminding you?
MySpace sucks my soul. So does television.
Hannah Montana/Disney Channel is awesome!
I always say it's stupid, but I will spend like hours watching it. lmao.
I actually felt sort of depressed when they got rid of "Destruct-O-Match II" on Neopets.
And sadly, only my friend Moe will understand that.
I like anime. Inuyasha, Pokemon, Sailor Moon, etc., are sweet. And so much fun to draw.
I like writing fluffy romantic crap. That goes with the hopeless romantic thing.
But then again, I kick love to the curb. I'll pick it up later. lmao.
I laugh at my own lame jokes. It's pathetic.
I seem to not give people chances when they deserve them, and then give them when they don't.
I don't believe the bullshit about "never regretting" crap.
Because I think if I could go back in time,
I might change something that could make me happier right now.
I don't know how to talk to adults sometimes. And yet, I supposedly am one.
I like to do dares. But, no I don't.
I would die to be on TV or star in a movie.
I don't ever seem to think I'm good enough. I'm hard on myself.
I get lost on Memory Lane quite a bit, I'd say.
Sometimes I think I should change names in my diary and make it a book.
But........ no.
Even if I don't say it, it disappoints me when people sleep around or give up their morals.
But it's not my life to live, so whatever.
I try to make good choices, and usually, I do.
But I have my fair share of mistakes. I just have to learn from them, I guess.
I seem to have a problem with calling people.
I have this thing where I want to feel needed and wanted by people, so I make them do the work.
It's absolutely horrible, I know, but it comes from that "never being good enough" garbage.
I'm brutally honest on myself.
But I still lie... It's part of being human, I guess.
I wish I would stop ignoring the little voice in the back of my head sometimes.
I think I need a psychiatrist sometimes because I bottle all my emotions inside.
But I used to have one for like, two months, and all it did was make me cry a lot.
And I hate crying. So, no.
Seeing myself cry in the mirror makes me cry harder. I just look so pathetic. lol
I am such a weak person physically. Hahaha. It's like, hilarious.
My face gets all puffy and purple when I'm trying to be strong.
Everyone makes fun of me for it, ah well.
I wish I had muscles. Not like, She-Man muscles (eww), but something to help me lift boxes at work.
I HATE BEING HIT. Even playfully, it bugs me sometimes. I don't wanna be abused.
Speaking of which, putting your hands around my throat even jokingly will make me get PISSED.
It's one of my fears to be strangled to death.
Right along with sharks, cannibals, and lately, leeches scare the piss out of me.
Meg Cabot is one of my heroes.
Along with my guardian angel, who I honestly think has saved my life one time.
I have this thing called ADD. Not really. But sometimes.
Like, for example, this list. It does not flow at all. hahaha.
I blush reallllly bad when people don't know I like someone, and bring them up.
When my mom rearranges the furniture in the living room, I get dizzy. Don't ask.
Bad boys scare me. But they're hot. Just... scary. And non-dateable.
I like funny, cute boys. Yum. I mean, yay.
I don't get boys' obsession with cars. I don't care about them. An engine 46857 what?
Like, for real. I don't care. I will tune you out.
I watch golf with my dad sometimes. It's seriously boring enough to hang yourself,
but I don't get up to leave for some reason??
The sight/smell of an over amount of blood makes me dizzy. Woo boy, I'll need to sit down.
I have AIM. I'm always on. No one IM's me. It's a weird addiction.
I just realized I have not mentioned how awesome VITAMIN WATER is.
So. Vitamin Water is awesome. The yellow kind is the best.
Pizza Rolls and Spaghetti-O's with Meatballs are mmmm-azing.
I eat them all the time.
HOLY HELL -- Steak N Shake OWNS! I get the same thing everytime.
"A frisco melt with cheese fries, and cottage cheese with no pineapple, because pineapples are sick."
It's like a script or something, I swear.
And yeah, cottage cheese is good. Grow some balls and eat it.
Sometimes I wish I could get in people's minds. Just to see why they act the way they do.
Laynie is probably my twin separated at birth, I swear, we are so freaking alike.
You know how girls have sleepovers talking about boys?
We talk about the Death Penalty. And abortion. lmao. We're cool.
My view on gay rights? .... it changes a lot. Don't hurt me.
And I know that is like a terrible ending subject for this thing,
But I'm tired of thinking about stupid stuff about me, so I'm done.
So, that's me in a nutshell.
A very large nutshell, I guess. I said a lot. Gee wiz.
Anyways, yeah.
The end?
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