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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'm out of Gatorade...
every flavor... I'm in withdrawl from my daily dose of electrolytes. I got my senior pictures today. It was actually kind of funny. My ma came down stairs while we were TRYING ever so hard to sleep...she said I got the pictures. Then she was telling me about this thing at school...getting a tour of the school so we can take different routes, etc. Mind you, I was woken up and still f-ing tired. So obviously, I did not give two shits about a tour of ACHS. I've gone there three years, I know how to make new 'routes' and such. Hot damn. Well, she says I HAVE to go. No questions. And of course, I don't ask questions- I make solid statements...today's being, "No." Well, this could go on for hours now, can't it? I mean honestly, does she really think I will cave? Yes. No. Yes. No. I will say as many no's plus one to any yes' she has to say. There is no end. Then she mocks me. After waking me up and trying her darnedest to hold a conversation with me while I'm still groggy, she mocks my grumpiness. What is this? This is crazy, that's what it is. Then she tells me to come upstairs to open the pictures because it's addressed to me. On our way up, I try to haggle her into thinking otherwise...I try the "I'll open the box if you don't make me go to that silly school tour thing." As expected, she denies me and says she'll just open the box herself. So we race upstairs for the box...and me with my young legs, wins- heh heh. I hold the box in my hands, knowing I have something of worth. Feeling playful, I run away with the box saying, "Well, then, I'll take my face back, thank you very much! Muahahaha!" and she says sternly, "Jennifer Lynn! You come right back here!" Ewww...I hate when she uses my full name AND middle name as angry words. Who does that? You pick out the names...why use them against them? I don't understand. I mean, what if my name was Lovely Flower...it's hard to say that with anger. Anyway, I am prancing around the house with this box of pictures and my ma is trying to corner me as I'm opening so she can see too. I swear, I am just being playful. She is the one who woke me up while I was still in sleepmode. I just happened to wake up playful. She, on the other hand, does not want to play. So I open the damn box and of course, she's hovering over me like I'm deactivating a bomb or something. We see the pictures...fun fun. Still not sure if I like them yet. I guess they are okay. I just don't know about the make-up yet...I don't really think I want people to remember me with a mask of make-up on :( I feel like it's a mask. I'm sort of regretting not going all nature, I guess. I just don't feel completely like me with a layer of make-up on. It was only eye stuff and blush but ugh...I feel like I'm hiding the real me, the natural Jen. I s'pose I will always have this tinge of regret. Nevertheless, the pictures look snazzy. I don't even look that tired, even though it was bitchin' early in the morn. I got a new CD yesterday. It was a joyous occasion. Regina Spektor. She sounds like a softer Dresden Dolls. Her voice reminds me a little of Nelly Furtado sometimes, as well as someone else but I can't think of who it is. As we were listening to it, Bren and I got inspired to make a song. When we got back to his house, we soon discovered who would do what- being as I was looking for paper to write the song and he went straight to his piano to make the music. So he's the piano man and I am going to think of a song. Or maybe a poem to convert into a song. Either way, it should be grand. I look forward to our final product. Back to this morning- so much for trying to get up at 9am and bask in the glory of waking in the morning hours. No IHOP today. Maybe some other day. Seriously, though...what do you do in the morning? I don't know. Anyway, I'm in a sticky situation. Oh well, they both leave anyway. Nothing for me to do. I wish there was something, though. I try not to dwell on it. :P Oh, I am in love with music. "Imagine you go away on a business trip one day and when you come back home your children have grown and you never made your wife moan. And people make you nervous. You'd think the world was ending and everybody's features have somehow started blending and everything is plastic and everyone's sarcastic and all your food is frozen- it needs to be defrosted. You'd think the world was ending, you'd think the world was ending. You'd think the world was ending right now." -Regina Spektor "Ghost of Corporate Future" Jenny at 4:16 PM
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