one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
Random Thoughts:
Why do they try to make sequels to terrible movies that just end up being more terrible than the first terrible movie in the first place? (I just watched Final Destination 2)
Sometimes I think it's the before bedtime ritual that keeps me from sleeping, as opposed to actually doing something more worthwhile than sleep. Like, I don't want to go through all the work of brushing my teeth and washing my face just yet, so I'll stay up and type in my el-jay. Like I am doing now, for instance.
Why is it that you can have all the friends in the world and feel like the loneliest person on the planet?
Why is independence so important? Why can't we trust other people? And if we can't. Why are people so shitty that we can't trust them? Maybe it's becasue we're all too busy being independent and working for ourselves, that we don't have enough time to be there for others.
I hate maybes. I think maybes should be outlawed. Because even if the answer is no, not knowing what the answer is is always a lot worse.
My hermit crab is a ninja. He climbs to the top of the cage and crawls all over it. Until he falls. I am considering changing his name from "Skeeter" to "Peter Parker" and giving him a camera so he can take pictures of himself for the Daily Bugle.
How come after I sleep for twelve hours, I feel more groggy than when I only slept for four?
Why does everyone think Tom Cruise is so fabulous? I think he's a wank. He's 5'7". So he's a short wank.
Jealousy is the best clairty in the world. You don't really know you want something until someone else has it, and you realize you can't live without it.
Nobody really comments on this anymore. It used to bother me. It doesn't really, now. This is more for me than for others. But it still makes me wonder how many people do actually read it. And how many people are like "aaah fuck Jenna. She don't matter. Lets read on to the next." If you so believe in the latter, please lemme know. Merci Buckets.
facebook is addicitive. but it wears off after awhile.
College isn't really any harder than high school. It's just different. And I think whichever one you better adjust to affects if its easier or more difficult for you as an individual.
Grades really don't make the person. Know that.
Sometimes you meet people in life who just don't give a shit. And while I envy those people, I also sort of pity them. Because while they don't feel much pain... they also don't feel much of anything else either.
Pizza delivery men can be scary. (Read Emily's LJ)
Don't hold grudges. Don't say stuff behind peoples backs. Don't cause unneccesary drama. People will call you a girl. And I hate that.
I wish for things that can almost never happen. And I sort of hope never do.
I have a bug bite on my inner thigh. I hate it. Everyone thinks I am scratching my crotch :(
Fall is almost here.
Be nice.
I hate it that you aren't here.
What is so great about math? I'll never understand. Cuz I hate it. I loathe it. I dread it next semester.
I would really love to know what everyone in the world has ever said about me. What everyone really thinks of me. Becuase people won't even tell you if you confront them.
Even perfect things have to change.
I wish I knew how to be happy.
Why do they try to make sequels to terrible movies that just end up being more terrible than the first terrible movie in the first place? (I just watched Final Destination 2)
Sometimes I think it's the before bedtime ritual that keeps me from sleeping, as opposed to actually doing something more worthwhile than sleep. Like, I don't want to go through all the work of brushing my teeth and washing my face just yet, so I'll stay up and type in my el-jay. Like I am doing now, for instance.
Why is it that you can have all the friends in the world and feel like the loneliest person on the planet?
Why is independence so important? Why can't we trust other people? And if we can't. Why are people so shitty that we can't trust them? Maybe it's becasue we're all too busy being independent and working for ourselves, that we don't have enough time to be there for others.
I hate maybes. I think maybes should be outlawed. Because even if the answer is no, not knowing what the answer is is always a lot worse.
My hermit crab is a ninja. He climbs to the top of the cage and crawls all over it. Until he falls. I am considering changing his name from "Skeeter" to "Peter Parker" and giving him a camera so he can take pictures of himself for the Daily Bugle.
How come after I sleep for twelve hours, I feel more groggy than when I only slept for four?
Why does everyone think Tom Cruise is so fabulous? I think he's a wank. He's 5'7". So he's a short wank.
Jealousy is the best clairty in the world. You don't really know you want something until someone else has it, and you realize you can't live without it.
Nobody really comments on this anymore. It used to bother me. It doesn't really, now. This is more for me than for others. But it still makes me wonder how many people do actually read it. And how many people are like "aaah fuck Jenna. She don't matter. Lets read on to the next." If you so believe in the latter, please lemme know. Merci Buckets.
facebook is addicitive. but it wears off after awhile.
College isn't really any harder than high school. It's just different. And I think whichever one you better adjust to affects if its easier or more difficult for you as an individual.
Grades really don't make the person. Know that.
Sometimes you meet people in life who just don't give a shit. And while I envy those people, I also sort of pity them. Because while they don't feel much pain... they also don't feel much of anything else either.
Pizza delivery men can be scary. (Read Emily's LJ)
Don't hold grudges. Don't say stuff behind peoples backs. Don't cause unneccesary drama. People will call you a girl. And I hate that.
I wish for things that can almost never happen. And I sort of hope never do.
I have a bug bite on my inner thigh. I hate it. Everyone thinks I am scratching my crotch :(
Fall is almost here.
Be nice.
I hate it that you aren't here.
What is so great about math? I'll never understand. Cuz I hate it. I loathe it. I dread it next semester.
I would really love to know what everyone in the world has ever said about me. What everyone really thinks of me. Becuase people won't even tell you if you confront them.
Even perfect things have to change.
I wish I knew how to be happy.