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Devious Journal Entry

Sun Oct 25, 2009, 6:14 PM
I bought my first calendar for next year. I say 'first' because I tend to buy a couple. In my room, as we speak (or as I'm writing this 'cause no one is speaking...), I have five; four if you don't count the agendas. One is a "Men on a Mission" calendar featuring shirtless returned missionaries. Only a Mormon girl could fully appreciate it. One is a day-by-day Zits calendar. The other two are countdown calendars until George gets home.
For next year, I got a Listography calendar. I love making lists (btw, if you didn't know that). Every week you are given a new prompt for making a list. Examples: Jan 25 to 31-- Favorite Sports; Jul 5 to 11-- Things You Find Sexy)
I still need to get the new MoaM Calendar. And I need the new Zits calendar. So that will give me 6 for the year.

So, what do I want for Christmas? Funny you should ask. I just told my parents the other night over dinner. I would like a unicycle. That's it. Just a unicycle. I've wanted one ever since ever. It's been on my Christmas list since then, too. Why haven't I gotten one? I'm thinking that I've put too many things on my wishlist and I've caused my parents to have to narrow it down to a few simple things. Well, no more! I told them that if I can't have a unicycle, I want nothing else. I do realize that I am risking everything for that, but I will deal with the consequences.
At aforementioned dinner, my mother refused. Why? "I do not want to see you maimed for life from a stupid unicycle." What was my reply?
"First off, it is not a shark or a lion. I doubt it will eat my arm or disfigure me. Secondly, if somehow I would become maimed, just don't look at me. Lastly, how many people have you ever even heard of who have been maimed for life from a unicycle."
I just looked up 'unicycle casualties' on google and nothing came up so I'm pretty sure that I'll be safe. So, if any of you reading this ever see my mother (i.e. Lisa and/or Nick) please convince her that her 20 and one half year old daughter will be as safe as is possible when one is riding a unicycle.

  • Mood: Eager
  • Listening to: everything around me
  • Reading: Corpak Scores a Twenty-six Pointer
  • Watching: something on something
  • Playing: nothing
  • Eating: Macaroni and cheese
  • Drinking: Shurfine's brand of lemon-lime soda

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I love to write. I don't write as well anymore because my inspiration came from heartache and it seems that I don't have that anymore.
Also 98.2% of my poetry and stuff on here is from when I was in high school. Study hall was my most productive time (for my poetry, not my schoolwork).

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: my home
  • Interests: writing, music, singing
  • Favourite movie: across the universe
  • Favourite band or musician: way too many to list
  • Favourite genre of music: most everything
  • Favourite poet or writer: Lewis Carroll
  • Favourite photographer: Katelyn Judy
  • Favourite style of art: performance?
  • MP3 player of choice: Juke
  • Shell of choice: conch?
  • Wallpaper of choice: Duckies?
  • Skin of choice: mine?
  • Favourite game: Clue!!
  • Favourite gaming platform: the kitchen table?
  • Favourite cartoon character: SLYLOCK FOX!
  • Personal Quote: "There's no 'i' in 'suck,' but there's a 'u.'"
  • Tools of the Trade: pencil/colored pen, notebook, whatever is near me

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:iconxagnusdeix:
Thanks for the fav :) I have a lot of other shots that aren't on here yet, might do that today though, actually

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Seems like street lights glowing,
Happen to be just like moments passing in front of me,
So I hopped in the cab and
I paid my fares,
See I know my destination,
But I'm just not there.
:icontbpopper:
Writers are under-appreciated on this particular website. I know that well, as will you, in time. I want to take a look, when I've more time to sit and soak it in. Huzzah, welcome to DA.

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"Swords!" shouted Syme, turning his flaming face to the three behind him. "Let us charge these dogs, for our time has come to die."
:iconrellik00:
hhmm... i don't even remember you being in my math class... thats wierd..

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Humanities apathetic nature knows no bounds, children, women, animals, even their own lives... It's sad but I believe we'll all see it crumble.
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:iconrellik00:
boys aren't dumb

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Humanities apathetic nature knows no bounds, children, women, animals, even their own lives... It's sad but I believe we'll all see it crumble.
:iconspacecdt07:
boys are incredibly dumb...
silly kid
:iconrellik00:
hi Marissa!

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Humanities apathetic nature knows no bounds, children, women, animals, even their own lives... It's sad but I believe we'll all see it crumble.

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