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Listen, listen....
Beware. Once you cross the line will you ever see the other side?
More Things That You Didn't Know About Me
Ready to learn more? Here we go:

I had to stay in Kindergarden... twice. My teacher didn't hold me back, my mom did, because she felt that I wasn't mature enough to head into grade school. So I've always been a year older than everyone in my class up until sixth grade, save for a few who had birthdays in the wrong month. In sixth grade I went into home schooling, and in seventh grade I decided that I wanted to just skip eighth and get into the correct grade that I'm supposed to be in. So I took both the seventh and the eighth grade test and passed, now ending up in my current position, all mighty yet still shrimpy occurding to higher grades, ninth.

However, even now my mom considers me immature. She tells me I am extremely emotionally mature, but she says that I'm immature in some ways. Namely because I still joke around a lot and don't really act serious. I only act serious when the time calls for it, but people never actually pay attention to this, and I'm not sure that my mom ever really sees it either. Nowadays I've turned into a typical teenager: I don't really talk to anyone in my family. I'm tired of them calling me immature and stupid, so finally I tried to show them my mature side, but they still didn't see it so I just gave up on them and decided that if they want to talk to me that's fine, but other than that, I'm just going to write, read, draw, play guitar and play my video games. I just don't find it worth having a conversation with any of them if each time they're going to scold me on how I need to grow up. |: I think that one of the problems is that I don't dress how other girls my age do. In my mind, I don't really need to wear make-up. I mean, it's nice, but it takes up my time and I don't really need it. I just wear whatever is comfortable: Jeans and a good shirt. I've never worn a tube-top before or anything, the closest is a spagetti strap. I will only wear things like a skirt for church or my mother's birthday. Other than that, no. The female part of my family is always trying to give me make-overs, but I don't like people poking at my eyes and face. ;.; So if you're expecting me to dress all glimmery and flashy, I'll have to say that I'm the complete opposite. I don't dress badly, when I pick out my clothes I'll be sure that I don't look like a pack-rat but you aren't going to see me picking out a glittery shirt.

In addition to what I've written above: I have more jeans than shoes, nice shirts, skirts, and dresses combined. I have about ten jeans. XD

I'm not allergic to any food, however, eating sausage or hot dogs, beef or pork, makes me feel sick. Despite this my FAVORITE food is bacon. I can eat bacon... like a fiend. It's delicous. It's wonderful. It's incredible.

My favorite fast-food resturants are: Wendy's, Sonic, Whataburger, Jack in the Box and Taco Bell. Whataburger and Sonic aren't as wide-spread as Wendy's, Jack or Taco Bell are, so if you haven't heard them it's because they're mostly in the southern and a few western states.

My favorite writer so far is Garth Nix. I've read all of his books I believe, and I just find his writing to be the best. I dunno why. But his writing is... unique. It's like he doesn't put a lot of detail, but at the same time, he paints just the perfect picture in your mind. It's freaky. O_o

Like Cookies of Doom, I love to fall asleep in the shower. It's just... relaxing.

I first started writing in the fourth grade. Fanfictions. I went into Gaia when an internet friend of mine from ff.net called Sonno showed me Gaia. I first went to the ChatterBox, then Barton Town, where only two of thirty of my role plays have survived. (There are probably more than thirty, sadly.) Both of the two have been running for over a year, so they've been a huge success. The first real literate role player that I met was Fool Me Twice, or back then his name was Rose_Blader. I just remember watching him role play and just... loving it. I don't know why, but he just rocked at it. It made me want to get just as good as he was, so I wrote more and more, correcting my grammer and getting better at spelling. I never spelt 'lke ths' but I wasn't too grand at it, either. So you can thank Rose for me being the role player I am today! If I hadn't met him, I have no idea how I would've turned out. Thank you Rose. (;

Can't make this entry too long, as my time on the computer is about to end. But, in responce to Rose's comment about my cousin, I suppose that I'll have to agree in a sense. But I still see her as a slut, she's fallen in love with a boy who is too old for her. I never got this confirmed, but I've seen hints that she was dating with a boy named Joseph, who is sixteen while she's twelve. I know that she's kissed him, and god forbid if she's gone further than that. She just hangs out with the wrong crowd. Ugh.

This is the end of part two!


MythicalYoko
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  • User Comments: [2]
    Fool Me Twice
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    Thu Jun 01, 2006 @ 06:43am


    I inspired you? But... I've always admired your ability to make those really long posts!

    Weird how things turn out.

    Anyway, kids these days are morons. I would tell you to try to guide her away from bad things, but I wouldn't do it myself, so I can't tell you to.


    Rici
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    Fri Jun 02, 2006 @ 11:48pm


    Nonserious moment: Well, since you don't like makeup and glittery shirts and skirts... I'll just have to wear them for you. Except the last one. Even I have limits.

    Serious moment: People call you immature? Creepy. Let me explain something. People who've just met me within a few years take one look at me when I'm with my friends and literally announce within their group about how immature I am, how strange I am, how horribly I'm acting with my friends (which is an overexaggeration; my friends and I just tell each other funny things and laugh loudly over the noise around us)... But people who know me well? They tell people that depending on the issues at hand and how I'm feeling, I can be one of the most serious, mature kids on the planet. You ask me about my feelings with Bush's war on Iraq? You'll get yourself a 2-hour lecture on how I think that Bush is doing it for oil profits in his own pocket, how I think Bush is turning our democratic government to fascist, and how the war is pointless. When I explain those to other people, they say I'm a d**k, idiot, dork, etc. and that I should support the troops.

    Well you know what? I DO SUPPORT THE TROOPS!

    A guy who my sister is falling in love with (even standing up and, almost in tears, explaining to her backstabbing friend who'd despised James and tried pushing Erin into other relationships, that she loved James and she was worried), James Barbur, is over in Iraq right now. Although he only works as a guard at the U.S. Embassy, my sister and I, and our parents too, worry that one day there'll be a tragedy.

    So if anyone tells you you're immature, tell them about me, and use this as an analogy. sweatdrop


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