Back, new journal.

2008-03-13T03:13:47Z

axxie says:
new lifes new journals i say

I didn't plan on making a new journal, or ever reaturning to livejournal again...

But Craig asked me to, and you know I can't tell him no!

So, if anyone is interested:

Add me: ohkindly

Au revoir.

2008-03-01T03:48:41Z

I'm quitting livejournal.

You know, its just time. I've been on this site since I was 18 (four years now), and its just...gotten old. Not to mention I can't keep up with it any longer.

Feel free to add me on the various other sites that I am highly unlikely to abandon.

Myspace.
Flickr.
Gaia.
Facebook.

AIM: dislodgemyheart
MSN: faultytrigger@gmail.com

It's interesting guys.

Rock n Roll baby.

2008-01-07T20:05:44Z

I'm suddenly overwhelmed by the smell of cigarette smoke. It started about twenty minutes ago, and hasn't stopped. The thing is that no one in my family smokes, and my mom wont let anyone smoke in the house. I definitely know the smell of cigarette smoke, its kind of hard to mistake, right? This happens sometimes, for a few minutes every once in a while. My family is pretty well convinced that its my Great Grandma Hainstock coming to visit for a few minutes because the smell always drafts over from the exact same direction of where she use to sleep when we shared a room when I was 5 (she was a chain smoker, and as a result I was very sick as a child - but skinny, so I don't mind much). The smell has never lasted this long and has never been this strong and I'm just a tiny bit apprehensive about the possibility that a ghost would want to hang out with me for this long. Not that I believe in ghosts or anything of the like. ANYWAYS...

Things that I learned yesterday/today:

- Walking around the house singing/screaming "WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR FUCKING FACE, WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR FACE" is a good way to piss my mother off.
- Playing before mentioned song for my 12 and 13 year old cousins isn't a good thing because they'll walk around singing "WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR EFFIN' FACE" at the top of their lungs.
- My mother still thinks I need to "watch my mouth" even though I'm 21, because "its just not right to hear 'those' words coming from it" LAWL MOM, LAWL.
- I will be 22 in exactly 20 days. FUCKNESS. (Sorry mom)
- My uncle thinks that I own male ear rings.
- My uncle thinks that if I DID own male ear rings, I'd let him use them.
- MY UNCLE WANTS TO WEAR EAR RINGS. LAWLS!!
- If I go to Wal-Mart with my mother, she WILL flirt with the checkout guy "for me".
- My cousins are sheep because whenever their younger sister calls them gay they come back with "G.I.N.A.S.F.S, MEGAN!" LMAO COUSINS. RLY. I WAS MOCKING PETE WENTZ WHEN I TOLD Y'ALLS THAT, TYVM.
- Men don't grow much taller past the age of like, 21, (I think) which means Patrick Stump is always going to be 5'4.
- 21 year old girls don't shrink much at my age, which means I'll be 5'10 1/2 for a while.
- Everyone is under the delusion that I'm in love with Patrick Stump because I have low self-esteem and think I can't get anyone better looking than him. (Sorry, no, I just find his voice to be sexy as hell, and his personality, and his looks. You can all go fuck yourselves, he's hot! To each his/her own. Yes, I know I just contradicted myself!)
- If you weigh yourself after you piss in the morning, the scale reads you as 3LBs lighter! (alright, I already knew this, but - evs man, EVS!)
- I've been sleeping on my MP3 player for 3 days.
- My mom got hot glue on the back of my MP3 player. D<
- I've bought roughly 30 t-shirts in the past 4 months.
- I've bought 1 pair of jeans in the past 4 months.
- I am too picky when it comes to buying jeans.
- I seriously believe that I have some form of Dyslexia.
- The Blue cheese/chipotle/bacon cheese burger from Chili's is YUMMY AS HELL.
- Making icons is like riding a bike, you never really forget how to.
- I R RAN-DUMB.

So, I had a productive and educational day(s), y/y?

I finally got my room cleaned, which is something. I haven't cleaned it since Halloween when my brother and sister-in-law came down. Its not that it was very messy, I just have a habit of tossing my clothes on the floor and they stack up. I only wash shirts and underwear and bras when I'm absolutely out, which means other than a load of jeans every few days I don't do much laundry. Lol. I'm such a responsible adult.

BTW, just incase any one on my f'list was wondering how the whole vegetarian thing's been going please to enjoy my dinner two nights ago:

Although, I actually got grossed out after taking the picture for obvious reasons and gave the rest to my mom. She was freaking out "OH MUH GODS, YOU AREN'T EATING THE T-BONE STEAK...WHYS?!!" but she got happy when she got to num num on the beef. Fatteh.

...So, before I go, I thought it would be important to tell you, F'list, that my ass is blue.

Seriously, I sat on a blue marker last night when I couldn't sleep and it leaked all over my bottom.

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2008-01-01T22:39:37Z

I’m bringing sassy back.

Back, new journal.

Au revoir.

Rock n Roll baby.

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