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Okay. Well, I am not especially good at anything, meaning I have no talent whatsoever. I am average at almost everything, which pisses me off because I hate being average. Sometimes, I'm below average, sometimes, I'm a little above. My talent, according to one of my friends is getting out of the bathroom fast... But it's only because I fear bathrooms, and I will never tell anyone why. It's not creepy. Well, it is creepy, but not in a EW creepy way....Ew.... Anyways, uhhh... Rina's eyes scare me majorly. I have friends in just about every "group" there is, but mainly the nerdy/awesome peoplezez. Uh. Oh yeah, I'm short... And awesome. Not really. Well, I really am short. I'm the Student Council Secretary at my schoool. That came out of nowhere. But I was reminded of the Cougar Carnival yesterday... Um. I love running, but not for a team, I am a little above average on long distance running, but I can't do anything else, really. I am on 400, but I suck. And I had a broken pinky for shotput tryouts, so yeah. But I think I suck at shotput... And by the way, SHUT UP, all you people who think I'm really weak just because I'm small. You should go get sucked into the turd truck in Wisconsin. Spurn. Anyways, I know I said I hate running for a team, but I do it anyways... And I'm going to try out for cross country in high school. Well, before track started, I ran every morning, and once it's over, I'm going to again. My running buddy on the mile in school/track is ladyofthehammers. My running buddy for running in the mornings, and some nights, too is NoTengoCalor. Many of my friends are on gaia, and I'm not even friends (on gaia) with all of them. The friend who knows the most about me is Shannon. She knows a lot. But still not everything. I have too many god damn secrets. It sucks. So unless I marry someone or am EXTREMELY good friends with someone for a long period of time and trust them majorly, no one will ever know all of them, but at some points, some people will find out the smaller ones. Such as Shannon, who knows some. And I told Zoe and Stephanie one yesterday, but they don't know the whole story. And I don't plan on telling Zoe, because it was a big deal, and when I showed her a text message that said it all she said was that I spelled a word wrong, and acted as if the message weren't important. No, I am not angry, I was just a little surprised at her reaction... I try my best NOT to become angry at things that don't matter. I also try to ignore ANYTHING that isn't a huge deal, and sometimes make the mistake of ignoring things that are a big deal. Like the other day, I almost ran 400 with a ******** up foot. I don't know what's wrong with it, yet. But I might be able to miss school to go to the doctor.
biggrin DD Anyways, about the ignoring things... I realized that I always thought I simply didn't become cold easily, but now I figured out that I am cold, I just always ignored it very well. And don't say that I'm lucky for being able to ignore it, it's only me playing a trrick on myself because I think I'm not cold, but I am, and someday I'm going to like die of frostbite or freeze to death without realizing it. I also ignore pain. Well, I try. But I am injured VERY frequently, and sometimes critically. My immune system sucks, and I have sleeping problems. I am an immature, idiotic, nerdy, loving of sports, running, amusing to watch when trying to lift 70 at school, insane, asthmatic, non-photogenic piece of crap. Not literally, that would be (kind of) disgusting. I feel sick because I just ate a bunch of candy. Oh well, I'll try to ignore it. Hm. Flan-diddly-anders is a great word. Moo...........wa.....ha....ha....haha.
P.S. I am in love with multiple people, including Adam Sandler, Dave Quackenbush, Jon Heder, Tetris (who is cheating on Mokibus with me), Fat Mike, Erik Sandin, Eric Melvin, El Hefe, Tiger Army, Tim Armstrong, Pink Floyd and many more...
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Comment=You will be raped by me in a good way, but due to my sexy awesomeness, you will, of course want the rape, therefore causing it not to be rape at all and just sex. But daresay we both want the sex, then it will have meaning, bringing me joy. biggrin
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