Gender: Female
Birthday: 06/22/1994
I write about random stuff, usually about things that are going on with me that day or during the week or something like that. I also sometimes might like to complain and who else is better for that then your journal. So, that's some stuff I use my j
My Best Friend Right Beside Me!
My Cousin!
You know you live in 2008 when...
1. You accidentaly enter your password on a microwave.
2. You haven't played solitare with real cards in ages.
3. The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screenname on gaia.
4. You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing buttons on the TV.
6. Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.
7. As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.
8. As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.
9. and you were to busy to notice number 5.
10. You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.
11. Now you are laughing stupidly at yourself.
12. Put this on your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.
ABORTION IS WRONG
MONTH ONE:
Mommy,
I am only 4 inches long,
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.
MONTH TWO:
Mommy,
Today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me,
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though.
It is so nice and warm in here.
MONTH THREE:
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you ahppy.
I don't like when you cry.
You sound sad.
It makes me sad, too,
and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
MONTH FOUR:
Mommy,
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine,
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it, too.
MONTH FIVE:
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby, Mommy... your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?
MONTH SIX:
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!
MONTH SEVEN:
Mommy,
I am okay.
I am in Jesus' arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me, Mommy?
EVERY ABORTION IS JUST...
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, put this on your profile.
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nd she looks like a dude. hmmm, ya wanna see a movie some time?
oh, nd shrikar is always flirtin with me in science, the creepy thing is that i find myself flirtin bak (i totally don't mean to
it just happens). nd omg, kiana was totally crushin in SVASTI. ewww. w8, you knew that already, rite?
oh, i just got dumped by my 15th bf, had this one for the longest though, 2 nd 1/2 months ^-^ still sad it had to end, he
was really sweet. nd a few months ago one of my uber close guy frnds got shot. ugh, life is soo fkn unfair, he didn't deserve
to die. still kinda upset 'bout wat happened to him. OH! you totally have to tell me who this guy is that everyone is seein you with.
well, i g2g, so i guess hope ill talk to ya soon