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stfu... IM NOT EMO. [K so maybe a little. A teeny, tiny bit, if you will. As emo as the average employee of a Chinese restaurant. Emo in that way. The cool way. The necessary way.] I'm real bad with html [hence why I still can't figure out the new melo even though it's been in place for well over a year. STFU I hate you melo]. I get mad really easily especially over trivial things. I have THE best friends on the planet, and the fact that they're all over the state now pretty much frightens and saddens me. I turned 18 in June and then I went to play slots. I've sat in a food court in the ATL airport singing "Leaving on a Jet Plane" with six of my closest compadres, and now the song makes me want really bad airport-style mexican food. I have a new favorite band every minute and they range from emo to indie to pop and swirl all the genres together at different points. I once got the Justin Timberlake cd for $6 and it was my greatest accomplishment still to this day. I shop too much and spend money that I don't have on clothes I'll never wear and I love to increase my cd collection even though, with the use of ipods and itunes and all that has come of that, i don't really need to. i drink too much diet dr. pepper for it to be anywhere near healthy. I live in Chicago or in West Virginia depending on when you talk to me, although I update this so much more when I'm in the dub-vee. I don't think I'm funny, yet I try to be, and every once in a while, I'll make myself laugh. Very rarely. If a show is horribly written with the cheesiest plot lines and airs weekly on the WB [the CW now, I guess], there's an 85% chance I can tell you all of the characters, their major life moments, and most positive or negative attributes they have. I am addicted, in other words, and I wish I weren't, but I am. Shows like that make me want to be married at 17, living a life full of drama and crime and deceit, so I'm constantly unsatisfied with my life, as I am now 18, single, and I'm too scared to commit a felony.

My journal is a conglomeration of words that barely make sense, and that is its main purpose. It functions as a way for me to express myself in coded messages or to ramble about the most mundane bull shit. I have numerous other blogs, with numerous other handles, and yet... this one makes me happy when I update it. So I do it more often than I ever could've imagined.

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