miss jane

Guess What?

Sun, 29 Oct 2006 16:18:54 GMT

I got tagged back since I don't know when by crushedlungs.

.. Yeah, thanks Skye. I can't even tag you back, that is totes not fair.

Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write six random facts about yourself.
Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs.

1. I love Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus even though I don't tell my real life friends.
2. My nose feels funny.
3. I'm going to church soon.
4. I've never had a boyfriend and wish I'd get one soon.
5. I live in New Jersey, omfg.
6. And I wonder who I'll be tagging. *Grin*

felicia248, giles22, lilcrzychk, mcfishfishfish, slipxaway, & shitshockhannah

I should win an Oscar for this scene I'm in...

I Think That Qualifies As Rude

Thu, 05 Oct 2006 20:46:26 GMT

"I saw this one white girl and man, I was getting my white boy on!"
And they all laughed as I shook my head.
"And you know Rainy?"
He didn't even have to finish until they started cracking up.
You could tell he was talking about her body shape.

I have one very important question today: Why are people so rude? Whether it'd be racism, or just plain ignorance of a person's feelings, I don't know. But I think it's pretty safe to say that there is no excuse for such behavior.

Now, if I were to say something like this at my school, people would just laugh at me and call me a stupid name that would stick with me until I left for college. Sad, no?

But really. NEWSFLASH PEOPLE! How about at least trying to get to know a person before you insult them? Almost everyone I got to know was a lot different than I had first perceived them by just one look. Rainy is a very bright and nice girl, why insult her? Is it because you're jealous? Jealous of how smart or funny she is? Or because you just want to look cool and using her in one of your insults somehow helps your rep? If people find that funny, then those people need a serious reality check.

life is not fair...

If We Were A Movie

Mon, 02 Oct 2006 23:34:10 GMT

if we were a movie
you'd be the right guy
and i'd be the best friend
that you'd fall in love with in the end
we'd be laughing
watching the sunset
fade to black
show the names
play the happy song...

Don't you just love the feeling of hearing a song that you feel that you can relate to, or portrays how your life is? And even more so if that same song is sung by an amazing singer? Although most artists these days talk about sex and promiscuity, it's still nice to hear songs like this once in a while.

now we're spinning empty bottles it's the five of us, with pretty eyed boys girls die to trust...

Just Wait... Metabolism...

Sun, 01 Oct 2006 20:14:02 GMT

*Full Subject title should be: Just Wait Until Your Metabolism Slows Down.

No, seriously. Americans are always complaining about being fat, but whose fault is it? The fast-food industries or ourselves? I'll let you interpret on your own from a tidbit of this pretty little song my dear friend mcfishfishfish (Aimee) referenced me to:
Nobody knows why were getting fatter? Look at our lifestyle.
I'll sit at a drive thru.
I'll sit there behind fifteen other cars instead of getting up to make the eight foot walk to the totally empty counter.
Everything is mega meal, super sized. Want biggie fries, super sized, want to go large.
You want to have thirty burgers for a nickel you fat mother fucker. There's room in the back. Take it!
Want a 55 gallon drum of Coke with that? It's only three more cents. - Lazyboy, Underwear Inside The Pants
And that pretty much summarizes how we are.

Every once in a while, I've been known to say to somebody who I was sure was eating more than they should at the time, "And you complain that you're fat."
And they just glare at me and say, "Shut the fuck up."
I say, is that a hypocrite I spy?

And since I'm pretty much scared of becoming too big, I try to eat healthier than most. But my mom always teases me about it and tells me that I don't need to worry, that I'm still a growing kid and my metabolism's fast.
Then I calm down a little and engore myself in sweets.
And then she reminds me, "However, watch out when you get older, that's when you'll start growing sideways."

Ah, mothers.

crashed on the floor when I moved in...

Procrastination Killed The Student (Continued)

Sat, 30 Sep 2006 02:05:37 GMT

Wanna know something? I was so determined to not finish a lot of homework last night, that I thought ahead and realized that my World Literature teacher wouldn't even check my homework.
Guess what?
I was right.
Oh yes, there's some edumacation right there.
However, my World History homework did not get the same treatment. Now usually, I try and listen to my teachers, no matter how boring, but my EMI Skills teacher took the cake. I did my homework in that class and I was practically sitting in her direct line of view.
Take that Miss I Hate Wikipedia! It Is The Bane Of My Existence!
And she brought up the subject of evil yo-yo's somehow.
Don't ask me how, I wasn't listening, remember?

we promise each other it's till the end...