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Name: alexandria Birthday: 12/11/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: colorguard, band geeks, music, dance, that sort of stuff. writing and drawing. playing, singing, acting stupid, being loud, hangin in the city, being out of normality, being me. Expertise: make-up, hair, ne thang with art. that also goes for art history, music, drawing, dancing, computers *i know.. its not art* and being plain krazy *again... i know its not art* Occupation: Artist Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
8/18/2004
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| Ever get that feeling that someone is watching you? That seems the be the everlasting feeling going on around me, i blame it on my neighborhood. Then again, i can say that this has been an intersting couple of months... my roommate has decided to become pregnant. Yes, thats right, Pregnant. How or why she would even want another kid after two is beyond me, however, what i dont understand is how she is going to take care of a new born, when shes barely capable of taking care of D.C. (a.k.a. Demon Child). Don't even get me started on the Father of the child, he ran like a demon was after him (hehe, marah hehe). So here i am, another day with my inner dialogue and a kid who thinks its fun to invade my personal space. Oh, how i wish someone would just put me, or her, out of our misery. Good news though, i'm supposively going to move to Wisconsin with a good friend of mine who doesn't have a child. (woot does happy dance) Unfortunately her current boyfriend is currently mad as a hatter. yes that right boys and girls, hes insane. hes been spending too much time in the psych ward. poor guy. but i hope he shuts up soon or i will never get any sleep... | | |
| I'm starting to fear for my life. I live in the midddle of the ghetto with not so nice neighbors, and whats worse, is that i'm stuck with an evil four year old. I do believe the child is trying to make me snap! I have on countless occasions tried to endure the whining, shouting (mainly from her mother), and her awful messes. Marah (a.k.a. evil child) is only out of the house 1 time a day, and thats for pre-school. she can be nothing but trouble on the rest of the hours. Honestly, how would you feel if the first thing you hear when you wake up is "I WANT TEA!!!" it can truley make you want to commit murder on a daily basis. Her mother on the other hand is, well, not much different. Peggy is a down to earth kind of gal, but she has "man problems". So on a daily basis from her all i get is "me and *insert new bf name here* are sooo much in love..." yea... and pigs fly. The woman wouldnt know love if it bit her in the ass. To be honest, i think i was better off living with my mother back in Wood River. Good ol' Wood River. Nothing happens there, its one of those pathetic little towns that you always read about, where everyone knows who you are and what you were doing last night. If something exciting ever happened to me i would probably never know it, mainly just because nothing exciting ever does happen to me. I have that boring average life and the same old boring schedule, day after day. How i would kill to have something different happen, i dont even have a personal life... that would atleast be different, but oh no, not me, just same crap day after day. nope. not a damn thing happens. nothing. well, that was what i thought atleast. | | |
| it has been much too long since i have last written. although not much about myself has changed, but it would seem that my mind is changing in more ways than one. no, im not anymore sane than i am insane. however, i have learned more lessons, rules, and people than when i had started. what most people were not aware of at the beginning is that i wanted to change who i was... silly i know. But honestly who doesnt want to be someone else? The larger girl wants to be a super-model, the brainy one wants to be more normal, the jock wants to be more intellegent... the list keeps going and going. Although i have graduated from school long ago, I still see all the younger ones wanting to change into something more superficial. Adults on the other hand want to become more ambtious, more energetic, and younger. just look at Goldy Hawn and Farrah Faucet. I think you think they might. Which brings me to my reason for writing. for now on, im going to attempt to do something i never would do... and no... its not illegal. im going to try to write. not just babble like i always put on here, that i most recently realized is all depressing and completely the same. so if you think what i will write from here on out, do take me off of your list. it would be pointless for you to read the drabble im about to attempt. tomorrow will be the beginning of a new day. and a new chapter. | | |
| ok... so its been a very long ass time since ive actually decided to write on here again, but to be a nicer thought about things. im thrilled. im bored out of my mind. but then again i dont make sense haha. nothing new there right? ne who i g2g. its movie time. were gonna go see x-men 3 WOOT | | |
| obviously i quit caring whether or not i actually get on here and write. mainly because no one ever reads this shit. everyone is too damn obsessed with myspace. altho i dont blame them... theres more things to do on myspace. so yeea, heres and entry for the hell of it... and .... I LOVE ALAN RICKMAN...sorry. | | |
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