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Name: jasmine
Country: United States
State: Missouri
Metro: Kansas City
Birthday: 8/5/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: pants, world domination, dictatorship, hot jewish and/or italian guys, my big brother John Mayer, fun stuff like that
Expertise: whatever that means
Occupation: Other
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Yahoo:  dictatorpants
Member Since:
5/22/2005
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I have this virus. It's called being new to the real, actual, in-your-face yaoi, not just the watered-down shounen-ai stuff. And being addicted to it. Oh yes.
This year has not started out right; my schedule was so messed up I missed nearly a week of Spanish class. What's worse, Truax probably gives out the most homework of everyone, so I'm missing some 15 assignments along with several others in Doyle's class, but that is because my television does not work. I have the 2nd lowest grade in her (Truax's) class as of Friday. But, then again, everyone except for four people have an F.
Now that I have everything repaired schedule-wise, I'm hoping I can get all of my work straight by this coming Friday. I have this gnawing feeling that midterm is very soon, since this is the fourth week starting Monday.
Oh well. It's my last year. Might as well make the best of it.
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|  | Hey. I decided to have a day of wasting my time on the Intarnet. That is, posting photos, making photos, actually logging on to this godforasken site and posting a blog no one will comment on, etc. But I thought I'd log on to my profile before it magically disappeared. Just to keep it, and to see how stupid I was compared to now. Actually, I don't even need to look. I think I've lost my mind. But more on that another day. Here's a little-known fact. People with the worst bad breath are unaware of it. Even though they have that awful taste in their mouth, they don't think they have bad breath. Which is why people try to subliminally cover their face when talking to this person with horrid breath. Same with body odor. So, I strongly advise you to SHOWER and BRUSH YOUR STUPID TEETH every morning! Because if you don't, no one wants to socialize with you!! They'll sit 20 feet from you and yell at you from across the room if need be! They will hold their breath as they pass by you! They will say things about you (and in turn, you will sneeze)! The reason why I mention this is because I reeeeally dislike it when people don't clean themselves on a regular basis to concide with other people. I mean, who wants a smelly person to walk by, and then a really unpleasant breeze hits your nose? Euww. It sounds hilarious, but I actually because extremely nauseated in school because someone smelled so poorly. Okay. Good night. I will actually log on within the next three days and comment you people. No lie. Not like the other times. |
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| You kids watch American Idol, don't you? Neither do I, but it was a coincidence. There is this f***ing awesome singer named David Archuleta. Oh my gosh. He's the cutest thing evar. He's like this 17-year old adorable shy nerd wrapped up in a boy's body, and he has this perfect singing voice...... he's so shy and polite and funny and a total geek and AHHHHH! I have to marry this kid. He's the perfect age (for me :P), he looks perfect, he sings perfectly, and he's just.... !!!!!! And he's Mormon, so he can marry like 6 chicks, right? Then he'd be a pimp. And I could serve under him forevar! No, wait. He's too cute to be a pimp. And that's kind of creepy. Awwwww. Little Lettuce Boy David. =] Sorry about that 12-year old girl type raving, but I love this guy so much. Awwwwwww. He'd better win American Idol, or else..... I'll be angary! >:-[ Nothing else matters, really. Just thought I'd post that. Too bad the line between 'cute, attractive innocent nerd' and 'irritating unattractive innocent nerd' can be so easily crossed. Lettuce Boy is a rare gem of adorable innocent nerdness. Which is why I chase dudes like him to no end. Or until they end up having an evil chick as a girlfriend. Ok, I'm done. | | |
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Within my two month absence, I have gone to a few parties, received a good midterm, acquired a boyfriend, got dumped by him, pondered about prom, gained money, entered my art to an exhibit for the KCI, learned how to program my PS2 to play DVDs, got closer to my friends, and have restarted my Sailor Moon viewing. Indeed.
There is even more gayness and underwear viewing in Sailor Moon than I thought. It's pretty cool that nothing is cut out, though. Makes it more real. The American version turned it into a cartoon, instead of anime, goshdangit.
It's nutso- my grades rose in psychology and history. But will it remain so? Judges say no.
I had a boyfriend, it was fun, he decided it happened upon false feelings and dropped it before it strayed too long, I got upset and pissed but am in my 'whatev' mode as of now, and we do not make eye contact. I refuse to look at him, and he knows I don't want to have anything to do with him. Too bad, too sad. Guess I'll just have to start talking to marshmallows instead of apples. I can't brood too long; my attention span doesn't permit it.
I'm supposed to be going to Jaime's birthday party tomorrow..... yay! More sleepyovers! That'll be cool. Guess I'll have one when I turn 17- everyone else is.
It's pimped out- I entered a drawing I did for the Kansas City Art Institute in December, and they had an exhibit last Saturday, and the last day is tomorrow, because it's down at the Crossroads Gallery. There was a whole lot of awesomenosity art that I would have bought for my house. If I had a house. And 12000$. And even more pimped out is that someone's buying my drawing at my very reasonable price of 10$. Since it was just a simple pencil drawing in a simple frame, I didn't want to sell it for too much. And even more pimped out is that my Mom's friend liked my drawing so much that he was willing to buy another drawing I'd do. So, when my 'whatev' mood breaks, I'll get down to business. I was awful today- couldn't play my flute too well, dozed through part of my classes (some of my teachers are absent anyway), and was pretty much in a daze. Oops.
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Yeah..... somehow I couldn't be bothered with this site lately. But I
kind of missed typing nonsense in this thing, so I thought I'd update a
bit, since my life has suddenly come to life. Haha. Wait....
Anyway. It's SNOWING!!!! Kill it.
Uh.... My grades are fairly good, except in psychology. I had a 69 first quarter, because I failed the last exam and it brought my grade down about 700%. Dang. Oh well. On the essay part, I got an 88, which is pimped out. Haha. I got to rub it in Zachari and Alisha's face, because they ALWAYS scores on this stuff better than me, but this time I was higher than them! Hah! I win! Beeeer! I'm starting to hate multiple choice, though. I always get my words backwards. Maybe I'm dyslexic.
Rizzo shaved his head. I am not pleased. Well, everyone keeps telling me Pable Aguirre, Yaan's (is that right?) younger brother, made him do it, or something.... sheesh. First he cuts it short. Then it's gone all together. I oughta shove that horn up his..
Anyway!
No, I'm kidding. I don't really care that much.
I went to Zach's house last week for a kind of get together along with Alisha and Jaime. It was fun, meeting his family. They are wild, dude. I played on his Wii with Alisha and it was weird... but it was fun once I got used to it. One of his sister's games is so cute, though! I just think that the characters are adorable and huggable looking. Teehee. Then Alisha was sorta kinda getting it on with Zach's other sister (he has 3). Eeew. Lolz. Then we watched this crazy 80s horror movie with killer clowns. I wasn't really paying attention, except to laugh at the inferior graphics and poor acting. And the oldness of outfits. And then I played with his 2 doggies, Padmie(?) and Van Gogh. They're both Welsh Corgis, and they're so funny! I love them. I'm going to steal his dogs. Umm... then I saw his younger sister's gerbil, Jimmy. He's albino, but he's cute and little! Awwww. Alisha didn't like to see Jimmy, however. She doesn't like anything resembling a rat. Ah well.
Erm...... I don't think I'm going to be able to concentrate when school comes back in session. I hate these breaks, because they seem to come so often I can never keep up with anything. Once I'm used to walking around to my classes and paying attention so I won't fail --PAUF-- Another break. Sigh. I'm just strange like that, perhaps.
I need to get a job so I can buy people Navidad gifts that they crave. I have virtually no money. v_v I'm going to see if I can get a job at the Target in Mission, or maybe the Banana Republic where Courtney works.
I might be going to the movies with Cristal and Oscar and Zach today, but all of this blasted snow! Gahh! It may foil our plans. Which stinks. I like snow, but it kills everything. Hopefully it doesn't get any colder. Uhh....
Out.
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