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Alotta my pals say that I am pretty random, and i like to think out side of the box alot. Im pretty crazy but not in the straight jacket sorta way ya kno. I like to send letters to my friends cuz everyone likes to get real mail every once and a while. I also like to leave messages on answering machines. Those are a few joys in my life. Another joy in my life is my friends. They put happy into my life just being there. They are my favorite people and I would do anything for them. There are many other joys in my life such as my dog and writing. There are sum downs too but the good stuff makes up for it. Ya can't let the bad bring ya down too much bcuz then life gets a little harder everyday cuz its just bringin ya down. Movin on, Im kinda spastic and goofy and thats aways fun. I like to have fun and smile and have a good time. I'm never usually serious but sometimes I am when I write. Other than that, I usually am never serious cuz its just not me. It would just be weird. But hey I'm weird too and sponaneous so ya never know what to expect outta me I am just a firecracker that just never stops goin. Ya think the pop stops but no it keeps on goin. I can also be refered to as spark plug cuz i dunno i guess im sparky but okay. Thats about all the main stuff, you'll learn the rest in time.
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I like this. I like living on my own. It is a much more peaceful atmosphere. I keep the house clean. I keep track of all my responsibilities. I'm a good girl (most of the time).
Today was Gracie's partay. I was so happy to see her and everyone. Pretty much the whole ex-senior class is ready to go. But here I am, future senior...stuck here. Oh well, it was nice to see everyone again for one last hurrah I guess. I'm sure I'll hang out with them again before they go off on their way...conquering the world. Chani's back!!! ::cart wheels:: We reunite. Dude, ugh. Come over right now. Three weeks is like three months to me. Chani has been gone for three months. A whole three months. I have gone crazy. I almost cracked, but then it's all cool. I'm in a freakishly good mood. I had such a good time at Grace's party. I really enjoyed seeing everyone. Erin and I had a blast in the pool. We made up a game where we either toss or skim these balls at each other and oi it was sweet. Sometimes they'd fly out of the pool and we'd have to beach ourselves to get them lol. I almost lost my spoon ring but then I found it (yay!). Her pool water smells really bad and tastes really bad too. I smell musty. Laaaaame. It about midnight and I'm definately showering after this. Ugh...you...::shakes fist in general direction:: You can drive me crazy sometimes. CRAZY. I love you dearly but you are crazy. Hannah and I hung out after Gracie's and we went to Walmart to pick up Cd's. Then we had a burning party and I burn Weezer's newest and The Killers. Sweeeeeeeet. Oh and we got icecream. I totally have her icecream because she's coming back from band camp (haha almost put bang camp...heh anyway...) and coming to eat icecream with me. "Beverly Hills...that's where I want to be" Oh Weezer...I heart you. And you, Mr. University- I, too, wish I had the answers just like candy. Then I could pass it out to all the world for free. Loooove. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I smell musty. No me gusta! Right now, I am making this oil pastel picture for my ma. It's turning out pretty well, I am happy with it. Except I still can't draw trees. I try, though, I really do. But I'm planning on finishing the picture tonight and I'm going to have it on the fridge so that she can be surprised when she comes home. Meep bleep bloop. That means I love you. Did you know...never mind. There are some people that I'd rather show instead of tell. I like Fedoras. And blowing bubbles. And singing outloud without feeling self-conscious. BEN AND JERRY! I love you, both like whoa. Chocolate fudge brownie icecream ::orgasm:: I love being young. Seriously, live it up. Icecream out of the pint? Why not? I think this is my last night with the shag pad. I'm sure it will be back to parental control by tomorrow afternoon. ::Pouts:: So if anyone wants to make a last run of sex in every single room of the house, I'm game lol. I don't know, I think I'm going to take a late night stroll tonight. Just because I can. Any other time, it'd be too complicated with all the questions and accusitions that I'm dealing/doing drugs, whoring the streets (how'd they know?), drinking in the woods, etc, etc, and all of the above. Seriously, I drive myself mad with how freakishly good I am. I try to be rebellious and what, people think it's cute. WTF? I don't know why they worry so much. I fucking cleaned the house the whole time they were gone. I was more productive when they were gone than when they are here. This is lame. I need to take more chances. Uh ohhhhh! What is this? Story time, kiddies! Grandma Jen has a story for you. Gather round, children! Jenny and the case of the uncooperative bubbles  I like to blow bubbles. I do not like when I try to blow a bubble and it does not work. Like so. Pefect example of uncooperative bubble juice.  Woe is me. I shall try again. Grrrrrrraaar. This is not a happy face. Hooray!! Jenny made a bubble! Dance, dance, dance! Whee!!
El fin, bitches ;D You know you loved it. Jenny at 11:32 PM
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