[Error: unknown template qotd]People have said that I look like the bastard lovechild of KStew and RPattz.

...I wish I was kidding.

[Error: unknown template qotd]Awesome
BadassMotherfucker
Conniving
Dumb *lol*
Exuberant
Freak
Generous
Hellish
Iceland (if you knew anything about me, you'd know where this came from)
Jumpy (you can tell I'm not very creative at the moment)
Kind
Loyal
Madeofwin
N...utritious? :D
Obeserange
Pleasant
Quirky
RaptorJesus
Strange
Tara
Unique (don't deny it, you know i am)
Vivacious
Witty
XXX (BD)
Young
Zebra

:D

[Error: unknown template qotd]I played Guesstures with my aunts and cousins, got a haircut, and ate junk food.
I don't give a shit if this is how it'll influence the rest of the year.

[Error: unknown template qotd]Alright, I’m going to admit that my answer’s the same as everyone else’s—definitely 9/11, hands down. But hear me out.

I’m young, fresh into adolescence. I haven’t really seen many remarkable events in my lifetime, and the only two that stick out in my mind are Obama’s election (which I’m not trying to undermine the importance of; words can’t even express the joy I experienced when I heard the news) and 9/11. In a way, those two events are defining for me as an American. They are the events that go down in the history books; then again, 9/11 already has.

Anyway, I was not even a week into second grade when that day happened. It started off as a normal day—get up, bitch and moan, get dressed, have a nice day, I love you. Just another day of spelling practice and writing that date at the top right corner of my worksheet. I was so oblivious to the world’s evils and misgivings then. I didn’t understand when I saw the teachers crying, leaving to see if their relatives or spouses or children in New York were okay. I couldn’t fathom why so many kids were getting pulled out of school early. I didn’t know why all the fifth-graders and faculty were in the library, huddled around the TV.

I wasn’t old enough to comprehend that everything had suddenly slipped from our country’s grasp; we had lost all control. The danger we were in was very real; living in Central Jersey, running a school with the knowledge that planes had killed quite possibly thousands of people and another one was landing in the Pentagon’s domain was unsettling. They wouldn’t tell the younger ones what had occurred, and while this frustrated us, they knew that our parents would tell us of the horrible events that had proceeded that day.

I came home as usual, although the moment I walked through the door my parents told me to be quiet and come watch the news with them. This made me curious; they never told me to watch the news. I sat down and watched as they replayed the footage of the planes crashing into the towers. Quite the morbid thing for a second-grader to watch.

My memory is hazy, but I will never forget the sentiments of that day. It is unfortunately the stuff of movies…God, I just don’t want to think about it…

Don’t watch Youtube videos of the original coverage. It will haunt your dreams.

[Error: unknown template qotd]I think people who always shop online for Christmas gifts are DOIN IT WRONG and MISSING THE FUCKING POINT.
The point of Christmas is to show people you care, and that means braving the dangers of the mall. If you could even call it that. Wtf happened to 'holiday spirit'? You can't get that from the internet.

[Error: unknown template qotd]It's still religion, if you ask me. :/ And maybe TV. And Obama. <--I'm guilty as charged though; what can I say, the guy's inspirational! D:

[Error: unknown template qotd]Hah, the Internet's birthday is two days before mine! But really, this reminds me of the cracked article I read a while ago here.

I'll be the first to admit that I'm addicted to the internet. I love posting on forums, writing fanfiction, and I even met my best friend and support pillar through fandom. But really? I think the internet is THE WORST thing to ever happen to the world since the atomic bomb. It encourages people to abandon their social lives. Now that I've learned to balance my social life and internet time, I'm much happier.

For serious guys? Going out with friends>>>>>>>>internet.

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;_; Our literacy teacher read that to us last year for whatever reason and I actually had to excuse myself because I was on the verge of tears.

In b4 loser.

[Error: unknown template qotd]Well, I don't work but I go to a private school where we have a uniform and the occasional dress down day. We wear blue golf shirts and khaki pants if you're a boy and a blue and white skirt if you're a girl. I think it's good because I don't have to worry about what I'm going to wear in the morning. >D

ARGH SCHOOL STARTS ON WEDNESDAY AND I'M NERVOUS AS HELL. What if I manage to fuck up somehow or in some way?! The fancy pants private school kids (a group I will soon be part of, unfortunately) will think I'm stupid, most likely. The first day is for freshmen only, but...meh, that still makes me nervous. :<

BUT WE GET OUR OWN TABLETS YAY. I still have homework to do, though...damned summer assignments. >_> I don't have to start on Great Expectations or To Kill A Mockingbird until November or so, because we have block scheduling and crap, which means I don't have English (honors...) until late January.

WHY DO YOU CHOOSE NOW TO HIT ME, WRITER'S BLOCK?