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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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Is it sad I don't know why I write anymore? Am I writing for myself? Or for others? I mean I write for myself, but I love to see people's comments and/or remarks about what's going on.

I'm re-reading Breaking Dawn. I really do love this book. It's just...... sighh... I don't know HOW to describe it.

My foot REALLY itches. I think I may have stepped in rain water. (Cold rain water...... not good... esspecially when you have an allergy to it.) Like warm rain water doesn't really affect me as much... but COLD rain water is like tortorous.

I went to my Financial Accounting class. I seriously was rushng around thinking that I had a test in it.. I was like "ohh shoottt I don't have a pencil!" Then I get into class and there was no test..... WHEW! But like.... I'm actually starting to UNDERSTAND it.... like this test and stuff. But I bet that I'll forget it and blank up when the test comes around. That would be soooo me.

OH! So I'm like kinda excited that "The Haunting Of Molly Hartley" comes out Friday. I really want to see it. It looks interesting. Plus anything with Chace Crawford.................... LOL.......

I'm hungry... I haven't eaten yet. I probably SHOULD eat.


Okay... so if anyone DOES read this... I want you to either COMMENT here or use my TAGBOARD and post one thing you like about me... cause I'd realllyyyy like that... pleasseeee.

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Monday, October 27, 2008

I'm freezing cold and I still have a chest cold.

I skipped my human sexuality class today. Again for the 3rd time in a row. I just cannot get up at 9:30..... I just don't know why.. Might as well just drop it. I don't need it anyways.

Oh well.

So I'm going to buy my brother some stuff. Not right now. But sometime..

I have class tonight. I have a test in my class too. Business Law. I should study for it.... should.....

I might watch Gossip Girl and OTH tonight...


OH btw... I like comments.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
5.

Jonas Brothers "Seventeen" Magazine Interview


What's the last song you listened to on your iPod?
Kevin: "Desperado" by the Eagles
Nick: "Let it Be" by the Beatles
Joe: Barney sing-along songs


How old were you when you had your first kiss?
Kevin: 13
Joe: 16
Nick: 13

Who's your celebrity crush?
Joe: Emma Watson
Kevin: Carrie Underwood
Nick: Sophia Bush

What's a girl fashion trend that confuses you?
Collectively: The "I don't care look" when a girl is wearing sweats.

What's the girly movie you secretly love?
Collectively: How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days

What's your TV guilty pleasure?
Collectively: Family Guy

Who would play you in the movie version of your life?
Joe: Corbin Bleu
Nick: Mark Wahlberg
Kevin: Christian Bale (lol)

What's your dream job?
Joe: Towel boy for the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders.
Nick: U.S. President.
Kevin: CEO of Starbucks.

If you could trade places with anyone in the world for one day, who would it be?
Collectively: Prince William

Who in your family are you closest to?
Our uncle Josh, who travels on the road with us.

What's your favorite Website?
Our MySpace page, but we do use Google a lot and we like PerezHilton.com.

What's the fast food you can't live without?
In-N-Out Burger

What's your worst habit?
Kevin: My bag explodes with clothes all over my hotel room floor every day

What's the last song you listened to on your iPod?
Kevin: "Desperado" by the Eagles
Nick: "Let it Be" by the Beatles
Joe: Barney sing-along songs

What's the last thing you bought?
Collectively: A full cowboy outfit at a truck stop in the middle of the Texas desert at 2 a.m. last night!

What did you dream about last night?
Collectively: Flying.

How much money is in your wallet right now?
Kevin: I carry cards because I don't like cash.
Joe: 42 cents
Nick: $750

Fill in the blank: When I was 17, I was ____________.
Kevin: I was a total nerd and had like two friends, and then I left my school and got signed to a record deal. Also, I got my license — it was awesome.
Joe: I released my first record and had my first year of awesome touring.
Nick: I'm not 17 and never have been. But I hope to have gone multi-platinum and to travel the world.





Someone... ANYONE..... Talk some SENSE into Nick Jay! That boy's wallet is going to get stolen.

He looked at me and smiled softly. "Can I please?" he asked.
My heart melted, but I kept a cool exetior. "No." I replied even though my heart pounded in my chest. I wanted to melt. Maybe in some other parallel universe we'd be together, but in this universe girls like me didn't get guys like him.
He leaned closer, those brown orbs cutting into my soul. "I promise to be nice." he spoke. All my eyes could do was focus on those slightly pink lips moving as he spoke.
"Who says you know how to be nice?" I smirked. It wasn't me talking, it was some alternate form of me. Some alien with my voice. I could never be this daring.
He sighed and raked a hand through his hair. "Like I said, I promise to be nice."
How am I supposed to get through the next semester without melting under his gaze? "Okay." my voice shook. There was me. I was back to being my shy unconfident self. The self that boys over looked.
He stood up and walked away. It took everything I had to just sit there motionless.



There. That's my writing that just came to me. I don't know what's going on, so don't even ask. I mean you could if you wanted tooo.......
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What can possibly be on my mind at 6:30AM? Besides the fact that I'm growing weary of this insomnia. I want to write, but my brain refuses to function. My fears tell me I can't, yet I know that I can. I haven't completely explained myself. I wonder who really knows me? Does anyone actually know me?

Then that leads me to thinking what will the guy of my dreams think when he meets me? Am I going to live up to his expectation?

But I don't need to live up to his expectation. Because I won't have to try with him. Things will just be natural with him. I wish there was a him. I wish there was some resemblance to a him. But I don't need a him. I just want a him.

I'm growing complacent with my thoughts and feelings, and I don't know if I feel as if that's a good thing. Actually, how do I know if I am complacent if I'm not sure what it even means? It could mean I'm judgmental for all I know.

I am working 30 hours this week. Yuck. I mean it's a good thing, but I'm just soo........ tired. It's the holiday season and they need me. So I'm working.

I have the urge to be poetic but I know that won't happen.

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Saturday, October 25, 2008
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So like I'm trying to find a layout that I like. I kinda like this one.

So I'm going to show you guys my schedule for this week. So if you can't seem to get a hold of me.... this is why.

Sunday: Call In - 12PM- 2PM
Work - 2PM - 6:30 PM

Monday: Class 9:30AM-12:20PM
Class- 6:30PM - 9:20PM

Tuesday: Class 8AM - 11:20AM
Call In - 1PM-4PM
Work 4PM-9:30PM

Wednesday: Class 9:30AM-12:20PM
Class- 6:30PM - 9:20PM

Thursday: Work 1:30PM - 9:30 PM

Friday: Work 1PM-8:30PM
Call In - 8:30PM-10:30PM

Saturday: Work 12PM-6:30PM
Call In: 6:30-8PM

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You know what sucks? Being sick. I really do not like it.

I had to give up today's shift at work because I'm sick. Though I'm starting to feel alot better. That's always a plus.

So I'm going to try and be deep, but remember, I'm sick, and my mind is mush.

It was raining yesterday, and rain always make me think about how I wish I could be like it.

Okay.. this isn't going to work. I'm not poetic, at all. I'm a fictional writer. I like things to make sense.

My nose is still stuffy.

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