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Saturday, 10 January 2009

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Take It to the Floor
By Cash Cash
Party In Your Bedroom
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Introductions are akward.

So, I hope you've sort of gotten to know me in my past 2 blog entries.
But anyway, here come the long-awaited *cough* , akward-as-hell introductions.
Hi. My name is Stephanie.
Now, that was easy. And boring. Now I may seem like one of those boring people with names like Ann Smith [sorry to anyone named Ann Smith] who have plain hair and plain clothing and are just plain boring. I'm not like that.
Here are some random, useless facts you will never need to know about me:
-I have/have had accounts on just about ever site in the world. Xanga, LiveJournal, Piczo, Freewebs, Myspace, Facebook, Aol, Yahoo!, Gmail, MSN, Youtube, Club Penguin [when i was like, 9] , Runescape [it sucked] Meez, Glogster, Polyvore, Bebo, Blogger...name any other and I will probably have had it.
-I use Crest ProHealth toothpaste. Woo-hoo
- have a weird obsession with nail polish. It's really, really weird. I can't live without Chanel or O P I nail polish. I also adore lip gloss.
-I hate plane rides. They always make me feel sick, and it hurts my neck to read on a plane. They smell bad also.
-Sometimes i'm really, really random and spontaneous. Sometimes I can be really, really mean. Sometimes I can be really, really stupid. My personality can change in about 3 seconds.
-Degrassi is my favorite show EVER. EVEREVEREVER. I'm so p.o'd Shenae Grimes left!
-3oh!3 is my fave band of all time. Ever. EVEREVEREVER.
-I love cupcakes. A lot.
-I have approximately 1000000 nicknames.
Want to know more stupid things about me? Just message me or whatever it's called on Xanga.
Luvfsz,
Steph
Currently
Want
By 3Oh!3
I'm Not Coming To Your Party Girl
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The Sad Thing Is, The Diet Wasn't Even Mine

So i'm in my bedroom. Happily sitting on my bed putting stickers on my cheeks and counting my toes, I'm having a good day so far. The sky is blue, I don't have any homework to do, and my mom was cooking. I could tell because i heard beeping noises coming from one of the many high-tech appliances in our kitchen. I got up, stood in front of my door and inhaled deeply through my noise...only to have my nose filled with a horrible stench.
Was it burning rubber? I thought carefully. Dirty Socks? Plumbing problems? Gasoline smells from outside? No, none of those silly thing, but the only thing i was positive it wasn't was a nice apple pie. Or chocolate chip cookies. For sure not anything that ~~human~~ anyone with a brain would willingly eat.
I went downstairs to further investigate. All I found was my mom carefully picking at her lunch in a plastic tray. The smell was getting worse. Oooh, I remembered. She started NutriSystem.
"That smells horrible!" I exclaimed while sniffling. My mom just smiled at me.
"It doesn't taste that great, either." She smiled slyly. She continued on eating that big load of crap. How can anyone willingly digest that? I thought in awe.
"They should rename it IckySystem." I mumbled. She was now done with her lasagna, or pasta, or burger, or whatever it was. I came to realize they all smelled the same: like burnt rubber, soy, and dirty laundry all into one.
I went through that torture so many days. The sad thing is, the diet wasn't mine. The even sadder thing is, that crap made me want to dry-heave.
Luvfsz,
Steph
P.S Never, ever force any living creature into inhaling that stuff. Unless you absolutely hate that person and hope they go through extreme torture.

Tuesday, 06 January 2009

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Want
By 3Oh!3
Don't Trust Me
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Solitaire-y Confinement

I saw the clock ticking: 5 minutes and 38 seconds, 5 minutes and 39 seconds, 5 minutes and 40 seconds...
I was racing to beat my last time as a took a huge breath.
I randomly shouted to the entire car, "Can I borrow a black 6?".
My brother turned to me and simply said, "What?"
They hadn't found out about me and my solitaire game....
I always knew I had solitaire on my BlackJack II phone. I never payed much attention to it, if I was so bored to play a game on my phone I would play Bubble Breaker. But then winter break hit, and soon I was in Washington, D.C, home of the Smithsonian musems. A little bit of Smithsonian museums = cool. A lot [which is what I was getting] = torturesome. So of course, being with my parents and all, it was leaning towards the torture some side.
I decided to open the game of solitaire. Soon my eyes were flicking from left to right, eyeing the screen for matches to my cards. I would sit and all the tourists would walk by with cameras and I wouldn't even notice. I literaly spent hours playing solitaire. I would play until my phone would send me a message: "Alert: Main battery is extremely low." and even after. Oooh, daredevil.
So children, I have a lesson for you today:
*holds up egg* This is your brain. *cracks egg into frypan* This is your brain on ~~drugs~~ solitaire.
Don't be stupid like me. Now I have to go to Solitaire Addicts Anonymous.
Luvfsz,
Steph