Hey, Faggots.

WASSAAAAAAAAAP. I gotta pee. LOLOL. Sooo, I finished my digital driver's license. [I'm so retarded, I thought it was like an online permit or whatever. it's about internet safety. -.-"] I have nothing to do at the moment in my class. FREE PERIOD? No, I'm not that lucky. ;c Speaking of being unlucky, wtf is with my relationship status? Technically I'm single. But there's one boy I fool around with. He calls me "babe" and "hun" and "baby girl" but I'm so confused. He says he doesn't want to hurt anyone by dating me, yet he treats me like his girlfriend. I dunno. Do I have the balls to ask him to be my boyfriend? Nope. Prolly not. Ah, well. T'was better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all. [deep shit right there] Waitwaitwait. Hold the fuck up. -z snaps- It's the boy's job to ask the girl out. I'm staying with that. If he asks me out, cool. If not, I'm moving on. Tho it's kinda hard when we makeout and shit. .///o///. TMI? Idgaf, you're my readers. DEAL WITH IT. Pls.
; - ; OKAY, I'M OUT OF TIME. ADEAU, MY LOVELIES. <3

I fail.

HELLOOOOO MY LOVELIES. I went a weekend without posting. OMFG. -smartass- Hokaii. So, I got in trouble again [didn't see that coming -sarcasm-] for waking my grandma up at like 3 in the morning. xD Not my fault I'm nocturnal. [maybe it is. idgaf] My weekend was going swell. Until Friday. I lost my best friend, because apparently, I'm "fake". LOLokay. I let my boyfriend call her a name, and told her boyfriend that she eats my food without asking. LOLOL. I'm sooo fake. Since she knew my boyfriend insulted her, and since she knew what I told her boyfriend was true, that makes me fake. Sorry if you can't keep up. xD She hates me and I'm just here like "K. Idgaf. I never liked you anyway. -snort-" OHMYGOD. You'll never guess wtf I did this lovely Monday morning. xDD [srsly. you'll never guess.] I'll give you a moment.
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DID YOU GUESS!?!? I fell off the bus. xD I was walking too fast, and for a split second, I thought, "Oh, this won't end well." but I was too late. My foot missed the step-up and I scraped my hand and did a barrel roll, hitting my head on the concrete. My phone flew out of my hand and the case fell off. xD It all happened in slow motion, but I couldn't stop it. Whatevs. I didn't even blush. Though I did wanna flip off the people laughing. Oh, I didn't realize you've never fallen in pubic. Bitch, please. Welp, my class is almost over. So, adeau. <3

The new Blog Partner!

-drum roll- I promised you lovelies a while back that I was adding a partner to my blog. Well, here she is, my best friend and new writer, CUPPI-CHAN! I love her dearly, and I'm honored to have her sweet kawaii-style spice up my blog. I interviewed her just now and this is how it went:


Jenn: Okay, ready for da interview part? ;o
Cuppi: o rai nao
Cuppi: okai
Jenn: -clears throat- Ahem.
Jenn: Haiii, Cuppi.
Jenn: c:
Cuppi: -casually sips a cup of tea- Hello there. ^-^
Jenn: What new ideas can you bring to my blog?
Cuppi: 100% kawaiiness~
Jenn: Exactly what we need. :D
Cuppi: lol yes honey.
Jenn: And do you think you're qualified to write with me? [hope that doesn't sound rude e.e]
Cuppi: I think so.....and if not I'll just fill the gaps with pictures. c:
Jenn: Smart. I haven't used pictures yet. What sorts of things will you talk about in your posts?
Cuppi: Well I'm not really sure what you're fans are into (like I know mine are into kawaii) but once I find out, I'll make my post revolve around that! ^-^
Jenn: I can't wait to start writing with you! Anything you would like to add?
Cuppi: Happy to be workin with you guuuuuurl~!

I know you gaiz will love her because I do. c: She's gonna do a lil intro that I'll put beneath the pictures. :D

I jinxed myself. Goddammit.

WARNING: THIS IS A SERIOUS POST. NOTHING FUNNY HERE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
So...turns out Mr.Cecil, the worst of the two band teachers, went. To. The. Office. About me not playing in band. Apparently he doesn't want me to be a librarian. Whoopdie-fucking-doo. So, instead of letting me play a regular saxophone, that nigga switched me to tenor saxophone. I tried that last year. That fucking thing is bigger than me. The first time I played it, I went home crying. It was so bulky and it couldn't fit in my lap. Everyone was glaring at me because I would accidentally hit them with the bell of the saxophone. I felt so belittled. I don't think I can stand a whole year of this hell. I'm gonna fucking skip everytime I get the chance. I hope I get suspended, or, like, kicked out of band. That's how much I fucking despise it. It wouldn't be so bad if I could play something else. OH HOLD THE FUCK UP. Here's the fucked up part. I even told my teacher that I had a flute at home I could bring, and just play that. He said, "Oh no, we have too many flutes." NIGGA, SO FUCKING WHAT? I'm ending this post before I break my brand new laptop. Adeau, my lovelies.

It's Monday Again!

Whoooo! But not really. I mean, it's not as bad as other Mondays. Yet. -knocks on wood- I dunno if I can blog at school, but idgaf. #BADASS. I started this post yesterday, but my teacher sat beside me the whole time. Talk about awkward. ._." I ALMOST FORGOT. Today's Tuesday now. xD This week is going so slow. School sucks. LOL WAIT. I just went on a rant on a school website about how pointless Algebra is. So, it turns out that Mr.Porter is the more understanding of my two band teachers. Instead of making me start a new instrument, he just said I could be the librarian. Basically I organize music, pass out music, or clean the band room. I don't really do anything. Guess you could say I have a free period. -victory dance- FREE PERIOD ALL YEAR, NIGGA. Fuck yea. Well, for the semester. I doubt the other band teacher will like this little arrangement. xD He's kind of a dickface. Like, no. OHOHOHOHOH. I got a new laptop. It's fucking gorgeous. <33333333 It's bright red, with a red keyboard. <3333 [red is my favorite color. it's the color of evil. like, the old-time queens, the badasses, they all wore red. ANYWHORE.] Uhuhuhuhuh. I came up with a way to dump my boyfriend of seven months. It's really sad that we got this far, but really, I won't miss him. The flame we shared dimmed and burned out many months ago. Even before I met Jase. So, I guess I'm technically single. Welp. This sucks donkey balls. Though this gives me time to focus on school. LOLOLOLOL OMG NO. That was a bad joke. x'D But seriously, being single gives me more free time to work on the MANY novel projects I'm doing. Currently, I'm on the second novel in my "Misunderstanding" series and on the first novel in my "New American Serial Killers" series. The artist for my novels has sort of...resigned. Well, we don't have classes together, and we just kind of...drifted apart. I guess this is an advertisement. xD ANYONE WHO CAN DRAW. I NEED YOU. I SHALL SHARE ALL THE FAME AND GLORY OF BEING FAMOUS. If push comes to shove, I just won't illustrate it at all. I guess I'll need a photographer at the least, though. -groans- Well shit. This post got serious. Like damn. FADADADADADA. Happiness and kittens and rainbows and shit. Well maybe not shit. xD BUT THE OTHER STUFF. Mmk. I gotta end this post here, my lovelies. Class is dismissing soon and I gotta go be a librarian. -puts my hair in a bun, puts on a beige oversized cardigan, and large glasses- SHHH. YOU NO TALK HEAAA. HOKAI. -snorts- Okay, byebye. [DON'T HATE ME IF I DON'T POST TOMORROW]

6 Months Later

HELLOOOO MY LITTLE LOVE BUGS. Okai. I know I have some explaining to do. .___. I've been busy. Started junior year. [FUCK YEAH] LOLOL. I'm writing this from school actually. So. I'll prolly get in trouble for saying fuck. xD AYE. FUCK FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCK. Mmk. #Badass. Ok no. xD I'm SIXTEEN NOW. One year closer to voting and cigarettes. Woo. The internet at my house is currently down, so I'll probably only be able to post from school. e.e OH WAIT. I got a new name on IMVU. However, I'm not going to reveal it to you, seeing as my account has been hacked so many times. I will still be doing "Fashion Fridays", but I will be a bit more discreet. [like the CIA maddafaka] Let's see. Uhuhuh, I've been in relationships. I was in one with my best guy friend in the entire world. It lasted for almost a month. Until he got bored of me and cheated. -sighs- Am I stupid for still being his friend? I guess...I guess I was in love with our friendship. I just couldn't bear to lose him. Kry knew things about me no one else did. But no more sadness, I've moved on. I'm now with someone named Jase. Well. Technically he's not mine. It was sort of a love-triangle thing. Another girl likes him, so he didn't get with either of us. How sweet, right? But it's obvi he loves me more. Like...you should hear our phone conversations. Literally, I'm up from 2 A.M until I get up for school at 6. It makes my grandma so mad. [LOL. She even took my phone away for like a day. xD So hardcore, granny.] Uhhh, I've written one full novel, begun the second one, and began a completely new series based off of me and Jase's relationship. [he asked me to. god, he's so cute. OKOKOK. back on topic] I'm dropping out of band. Ugh. Finally. It was SO boring. And apparently at school now, everyone has to make a journal entry everyday on a school-monitored website. That's what made me come back here and post. I didn't want to say bad words. BUT HERE, I DON'T GIVE A RAT'S ASSHOLE. FUCK SHIT CUNT BITCH SLUT WHORE. God, that felt good. LOLOL. You guys. I love you guys. My loyal readers. I PROMISE. I WILL TRY TO BLOG MORE OFTEN. I'm done with my ILP shit for my SWORD class, so I'll prolly blog erryday unless the shithead teacher makes me do some stupid shit. I really missed saying bad words. ; - ; Hokai. I've got about 8 minutes left. LET'S MAKE THIS SHIT SPARKLE. [lolwut]

V-Day Bullshit.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY. Just kidding. Fuck V-Day. [lololol, I bet you're thinking 'DAYUM who shat in her cereal?'] This is gonna be a serious post, because love is a serious subject. Excuse my usual outbursts, because there won't be any. Now. I'm the type of girl who always gives relationship advice. I'm always thanked for my 'amazing' suggestions and warnings. Yet, ironically, I'm the girl who is still single. I know I'm young, but I've seen more heartbreaks than most of my elders. I've had to help people out of life-or-death relationships, and I've helped people make ground-breaking desicions. Yeah. I sound awesome, huh? Well, not really. I've gotten myself into so much shit because of love. I've done stuff I'm not proud of. I've told other people to do stuff they're not proud of. I've made relationships, and I've broken relationships. And no matter how much I try to love others, it seems that my best just isn't good enough. I've had to talk people back from the edge of suicide...numerous times. Love is dangerous. I used to think that there was a thin line between the right way to love, and the wrong way. But as I've grown older, the lines between the two have blurred. Love can be a thrill, but with every thrill, there's failure. So now you know. Now you know what it's like to be me. I have so much weighing on my shoulders, yet I'm able to smile. This isn't supposed to be a depressing post. This is supposed to encourage you. Look at how much shit I've been through. And you know what? I'm turning out okay. [I know I seem demented at times, but stfu. .o.] Don't give up. Don't ever give up. Keep your body un-scarred. There is a reason you're alive. Don't hurt yourself for love. I may not know who is reading this, but I love you. If no one else seems to, I do. That's all you need; that one spark of hope. Please hold on. It gets better. And always remember......

I'm BAAAACK?!?

I know it's been a while. I'm home from Japan. [obvi] Sorry I didn't write. I KEPT FORGETTING. Soooo much bullshit has happened since we last spoke~ Jesus, it's been like, over a month. Damn. I got a boyfriend; dumped him [HE WAS A NO GOOD MOTHER FUCKER]; I started my second semester [AND I ALREADY HAVE AN F WTF]; aaaaaaand, um, OH YEA. I'm moving. Ask Cuppy all about it. xDD She's seen my house. [it does not look country -3-] So. Anyway. ._. I have nothing to put on here anymore. e.e I only created this to share my poetry. .o. BUT EY. Shit happens. [wtf am I saying? -_(\] I'll make another post after this one about V-Day and shit. And no more promises about writing here, but I will honestly try to. FAREWELL, MY LOVELIES! Stay beautiful. <3