yesterday night, my mom came in the room to tell me to pour some of this gunk from this brown bottle out and rub it on my face. i saw the bottle and to my surprise, she was telling me to rub glycerine on my face. i stupidly obeyed her and now my face is amazingly sticky. the feeling just won't go away. i put that gunk on at least 12 hours ago, and it hasn't worn off. i feel as if my face is a magnet to dust, and the dust just sticks to my face. ugh

during math today, Megan started to sing a "love" song to me, though i do not know why. She made it rhyme, even though she used words that were not real, because there aren't many words that rhyme with Jennifer. It went something like this . .

"Oh Jennifer.
you're so better
than any kind of ennifer that there isss . . .
Oh Jennifer,
how i love you . . "

blah blah blah. who knows her made up lyrics.

Yes, now i know what it feels like to have a love song sang to you. I hope it never happens again.

Oedipus the King has now become one of my "favorite" stories now that i have a new happy essay. it used to be To Kill a Mockingbird, because that was the only essay i got with a 5/6 on it, and a 5 is considered really really good. well i beat that with my Oedipus the King essay and i got a 5+ on it. yippie.

now if you want to hear me complain about something that is completely stupid, read on.






I got a 5+ on my essay, because I just wasn't able to reach the 6. Now why is that? whyyy? because i put the stupid quote in the wong spot. I mean, I know how to quote, because all of my other quotes were in the correct spot, but my lousy typing enabled me to screw up. It was late at night and I wasn't going to read through everything again to find that stupid mistake. It looked correct from where i was and i turned it in. Now if I hadn't put the quote in the wrong spot, I would have by gosh gotten that 6 on my essay. what a poop that is. that was probably my only chance of getting that grade.

boy am i sure enjoying this punk goes pop stuff. :D

i realized how track-crazy i have become. sure, i don't like running, but gosh am i sure going to miss it. So . . . I now have a track photo album. it's like my shrine of memories because I doubt that I'll ever join again.












please note that it isn't very often that i post that link.

my dad changed the light bulbs in the bathroom and in the lamp by the computer. it used to be this orangish, dim light that made everything look cozy. now when i turn on the light, i see this ultra ultra ultra florescent light. it reminds me of that scene in the movie "One Hour Photo" where that photo guy was in that amazingly white room and his eyes started to bleed. My room and the bathroom reminds me of a hospital. it's in the blub . . i say. the swirly bulb.

i got my lower braces offf!!! yippieeee.

hi, this is jennifer notifying everyone that reads this that I AM NOT DEAD. yes, i know that i haven't been on all day long. creepy, very creepy; but that is because my stupid computer crashed and i don't have the recovery disc. i know that every computer should come with one, but these stupid chinese people ripped us off of a recovery disc and a goodhardware, so my computer crashed. i hope it gets fixed soon, because it sucks being computerless. i'm being deprived of the internet and my music. ugh ugh ugh.







and an update on my running: i decided to join xcountry and track next year. what an adventure that will be.

i got my progress report in the mail and i showed my mom. her initial reaction was disgusted and she asked, "Only one A plus?" I had to tell my mom that my teacher got lazy and didn't fill in the plus in some of my classes, because it's true, just to satisfy my mom. now do you see why I'm so uptight and picky about my scores?

i ward off flies. yes, yes i do. during the elac 2002 summer math program, richard and i discovered that fies do not like the smell of lavender and they will stay away. now, my mother bought this lavender smelling body wash so i can ward off flies. yippie.






oh a side note: when did basketball season begin?

i got all of my braces offfffff. finally, but now that they are off, i look incredibly weird, and my teeth look large, and the ortho didn't remove all of the glue. i'm not used to not having anything against my mouth. ugh, i sort of prefer them on.

holy crap, eliwood is . . get this . . ALIVE!! apparently, he isn't dead. oh happy day!

i'm going to star in my own commercial! yippie! yes yes . . . . you will see me on t.v. . . . if you're in my history class!! har har. i will be some moron dressed like a hippie (supposedly) that is too attached to her pet rock with the song " So Happy Together" playing in the background. I can't give my spike up, oh no sir-ree

clemmy went sightseeing in perth. if it was perth, scotland, i'm jealous

i'm going back to the seventies! woohoooo!! i already played the part of a hippy girl with her pet rock, but now, the music has become irrisistably catchy. so help mee. i was singing he "so happy together" song originally sang by The Turtles all when i was running.

Imagine me and you, i do. i think about you day and night, it's only right, to think about the girl youlove, and hold her tight, so happy togetherr. ugh. *shoots song*

The Turtle's So Happy Together

while browsing gaia for some threads to spam in, i came across a thread that was titled, "i hate people who . . . " and i thought, this is my thread. whoever created it was a genius. i found my spot and my place to talk without the need to spam the thread in the chatterbox. i must've made 100 gil in there. booyeah





damn i'm a retard

my mom always told me that one day, an ant will bite my butt. i never believed her because what kind of stupid creature would want to bite my buttocks. well today i found out what would. an ant bit my butt.

yes, it's time for a good, wholesome game of freeze tag and regular tag. what i have noticed is it ath it is amazingly hard playing tag with a bunch of other track runners, because we are trained for speed. (har har) so, throughout the entire period, a large group of track runners ran around a giant field at some of their fastest paces to avoid "it". what a sad bunch of people we are

i just found an sticky picture of my doggy that was stolen by my evil neighbor and now is who knows where. he was such a cute puppy *weeps* oh how i want to rip that little doggy out of the picture and hug it. just like when i watched brother bear today. i wanted to grab those bears out of the tv and hug them like a big soft fuzzy thing.

i was searching the yahoo search engines for a quick easy access to a login page for geocities, but as it turns out, i found out that someone linked my silly, old, haircut crew page to some hair style page. damn was i surprised. now how the heck did anyone find my haircut crew page, anyway? oh well. for those who want to see me make a fool of myself writing about The Haircut Crew and Their Tight Pants, click here. oh yeah, the music on it is very annoying, and i'm too lazy to find html and delete it. :D turn the sound low.

for those of you who know of the guy who said that i lookedlike some girl in one of my comments, well, i have done it back. i have a feeling the person was hans, and today, karen found a picture of some guy of whom we both think can be the brother of hans. despite the fact that the look a like is wearing eyeliner and has different colored hair . . . and his hand is in a bit feminine of a pose, we both feel that he can be the next hans.

this is hans



this is the lookalike


i see a resemblance, do you?



[edit] okay well so far, i have been getting negative responses from people, and well, i guess the only reason why i see a resemblance is that i've seen every aspect of hans's face and i know what he really looks like. pff