So it's Friday night. I just got home from a concert I was in and now I'm in my pajamas, and as I write these words, it's not even 10:40. Yeah, thanks. I know I'm a total square okay?

Lots have been going down. I received an e-mail from mmy Youth Exchange Officer in Argentina! He's from Cordoba, so now I know my city, or atleast my state. His name is Jorge. It sounds so Latin American doesn't it? Everyone will know I'm an exchange student because of my name. Annie Jones, does it get any more British? I haven't told Andre that I know my city yet. I should tell him. He'd be excited.

I'm really getting excited about prom with him. My dress doesn't fit me anymore, so that really bums me out. There's a dress downtown and it fits, except that I have a booty and it won't go over it! Why does that always happen? I found another dress I like, but it's not nearly as cute, and it won't go with the shoes my Daddy bought for me as a present. They're Chinese shoes. ^_^* Is it really so hard to find a sleeveless kimono?!

Daddy found a baby turtle on the golf course and he's so tiny! He's about the size of a quarter. He said that he was in the middle of some action, so he stepped out and got him. He brought him home and this little guy is sleeping in the empty aquarium across the room. I can see a little black blob (I'm not wearing my glasses) at the bottom of the tank.

I've developed a habit of leaving campus at lunch, and it's actually breaking the law for me to leave by car, both as a passenger and a driver. Juniors and Seniors can leave by car, but sophmores can't. It doesn't stop me though. I could pass for a short senior, numerous people are shocked when I say I'm only a spohmore. It's stupid that sophmores don't get shit, but we'll have our year...in 2006.

Know what 'Senioritus' is? The seniors get all ansty for prom and for graduation. An epidemic has spread as quick as that over the week. It's notorious for hitting exchange students too, only you name it after the country their going to.

The people who have 'Denmarkitus' and 'Brazilitus' and characterized as just being along for the ride. They aren't overly excited.

However, 'Thailanditus', 'Taiwanitus', and 'Finlanditus' and characterized as being pumped. No regrets, not even any room for nervousness.

'Argentinitus' is a wierd disease, atleast that's what Heather, the girl the went to Argentina last year. She said that You're more excited than anyone could explain, but you're scared because of the acclimation period. Still, you wanna tell everyone everything you know about this exchange. It's really what I feel. The only cure is doing it.

The Sixth Sense is on. What a great movie. Hallie Joel Osment is a great actor and I feel like I've entered his life. Do you understand about the color red in this movie? Rent it, then watch the extras at the end, and you'll notice things you thought you'd never see. ~Smiles softly~ It's so sweet, but so hurtful.

Wow, I'm really blank inside.

Dear Heather,
I have this problem that whenever a guy starts liking me, I stop liking him. I always seem to find something wrong with him that deems him un-dateable. Once I realize that I "have" him, I lose all interest. At this point, I'm starting to get very frustrated with myself. What is wrong with me?

Hmm. That's familiar. I dunno if I really want to deal with the whole "dating issue". I'm tired of the dating thing.

It's soothing to read these advice columns because it lets me know that people out there have problems too. I always end up reading the 'I wanna commit suicide' ones. I missed a goal in soccer and my teammates were angry. That was two weeks ago. I swear I'm gonna kill myself. ~Stares at the writer~

Dear Heather,
This may sound a little, well strange, but I can't commit. It seems to happen a lot. I love being with guys, casual dating, a kiss here and there, but if it's more than that, it literally makes me sick. Somehow, the thought of being someone's baby just makes me want to puke. Is that normal?

Yes! Amen sista! There has been one since Alex that I could actually enjoy being with and not get sick over, and that was Jake.

Dear Heather,

I never really thought about my sexuality until I started having really strong feelings for my best friend. She has already confided in me that she is a lesbian. Should I tell her my feelings for her, even though I am leaving for college in seven months? This is really stressing me out. Please help.

Believe it or not there is one kind of relationship I want right now...and this is crazy because I don't like it. Please don't judge me, but I want a relationship with a female. Not any female, but only one in peticular. I'm really NOT a lesbian!

I talked to Jessie about it and she said I shouldn't tell her. I dunno why I'm censoring this, I mean...I know she doesn't read this. But does her sister? And I know her friends do, because many of them are my friends. Zavy knows...I think. Right? I don't think Greg knows. Val should be able to figure it out if she doesn't know yet. She's a smart girl.

~Wraps up in blanket~ I'm going to bed.

~Taps fingers together and watches the intensely~ I'm so confused. I saw Laney tonight, and Chris. I was so happy about it! I saw them in their play. I went with Corey, but when I left to take him home, he seemed like he was in a shitty mood. He's just frustrating.

I don't want to be in a relationship. I'm hating it! What the hell am I supposed to do?! I don't wanna hurt him!

~Kicks the wall~ Sometimes I just wanna die, ya know?

Well you had a second chance but you threw it all away,
a fourth, and fifth, and sixth but that was yesterday,
Now you're sitting at a bar your just drowning in your tears,
You're lonely in the corner while everybody cheers, and we said:
And we've been here for so many years,
So many years still it seems,
So complicated.

Greg did this in his blog, and it's cool. :-D I wuv you Greg, and I miss you!

-Name: Stephanie Jones
-Nicknames: Pan-Chan, Annie
-Eyes: Depends on my mood. Green if I'm extremely happy, brown any other time.
-Height:5'2"
-Hair: Red
-Siblings: None. Bah.
-Do you like to sing in the shower? I don't like people listening to me sing...
-Birthday: Dec 15th 1987
-Sign: Saggitarius
-Address: In TC. That's it.
-Female or Male: Chick
-Righty or lefty: Righty mostly.
-What do you want in a relationship?: I have no idea anymore.
-Do you have a car?: Si, 1990 VW Carbriolette
-Movies: Spirited Away is good, so is Edward Scissorhands
-TV Show: Er....-I dunno.
-Actor: Jimmy Fallon.
-Actress: Oh hell, I dunno.
-Food: Grapefruit
-Lucky Number: I don't really have one.
-Disney Character: Definately Ariel. :-)
-Color: Black, deep green, deep scarlet
-Love Life: Virtually non-existant.
-Do you plan on having children?: ~Stares blankly~
-Do you want to get married?: I'd like to, but I dunno if it'll happen.
-How old do you wanna be when you have your first child?: ~Shrugs~
-How old do you wanna be when your married?: Whenever.
-Would you have kids before marriage? Nope.
-Do you have a b/f or g/f?: I have a b/f, but I dunno if it'll be for long.
"Either-Or"
-Music/TV: music
-Green/Blue: Green
-Pink/Purple: purple
-Summer/Winter: summer
-Night/Day: night
-What school do you go to?: Central
-Have you ever taken drugs?: Yes
-What's one thing your girl/guy must have?: Personality.
-How far would you go on a first date?: Kisses.
-A:Most Blonde: Alena DeMeyere
-B:Best Person: Minase Tsukiji
-C:Nicest: Depends on who they're with.
-D:Funniest/Loudest: No idea
-E:Strangest: Me
-F:Most Caring: Mina
-G:Tallest: Teemu ~Swoon~
-H:Smartest: Probably Alex
Random Stuff -
-Which 5 people do you trust and are open with the most?: Kendall Helm, Greg Nowak, Minase, Ariana, Adam (I know it's wierd to say Adam, but I've told him things I've never told anyone).
-Is it right to flirt if you have a Bf/Gf: Nope. I agree with Greg that if your taken, you're taken.
-What was the last thing you cried over or got teary about?: It was today actually. The girl from Denmark is going home. We won't see her again. Mina also cried, and I hate to see her cry. ...And I miss Jake.
-What's something about guys/girls you don't get?: How can guys lie to get into your pants.
-Are you happy?: Eh.
-What's an object you can't live without?: Besides the essentials? My teddy bear, Katie.
-Love or Hate : love
-Silver or gold: gold
-Diamond or pearl: Diamond
-Sunset or sunrise: Sunset
-Have you ever gone skinny-dipping?: Yep
-Do you sleep with stuffed animals?: Mmmhmm
-Do you have any piercings?: Yes, I have my ears pierced 4 times and my belly button pierced.
-What are the last four digits of your phone number?: 2428
-Where would you want to go on your Honeymoon?: I have no idea. Greg has the right idea about the exchange place so Argentina. Or JAPAN!
-What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?: Eyes.
-Favorite sport to watch?: In person or on TV? In person? football. TV? baseball
-What makes you happy?: Being with my friends.
-What's the next CD/s you're gonna get?: I haven't bought a CD in a long time....
-Do you wear contacts or glasses?: Yeah. ~Growls~ Both.
-Do you like Funny or Scary movies better?: Depends on the mood
-On the phone or in person?: in person
-Hugs or Kisses?: Kisses
-What song seems to reflect you the most?: "Hold on" by Good Charlotte
-Would you rather be rich or famous?: Rich
-Last time you talked to the person that you like: Today I think....
-Do you have any pets?: a cat and a dog. Various fishes.
-Whats your email address?: If you're reading this, then you have it.
-Are you an alcoholic?: I like to think not.

There must be something wrong with me. I'm regretting my realtionship with Corey, and I know I shouldn't. He's nice and he treats me like a total princess. I think everything just happened so fast and I'm getting over an old relationship and I miss him, even though I know he was abusive. Not to mention the distance that was between us.

I'm getting progressively more and more confused. It's possible that I'm look ahead to exchange and saying: "I don't have the will-power to make this relationship work. It's a bicontinental relationship. It's only 4 months away guys.

Not only to mention my life got majorly rocked when I had fallen for someone I never could have even fathomed. It's crazy. I was sitting in band and I looked in front of me and saw her today in all her beauty. Well, I didn't really fall for her, right? I just saw her and she was beautiful.

It's Mina. She's just so special to me.

I must just be hormonal as hell or something. I was walking up the sidewalk with my dad to get in the house and the dog drops something at my feet. It's a chipmunk. I gasp and see that the chipmunk is struggling to breathe and hold onto life. Dad said that it was dying and my heart felt heavy and there was a lump in my throat. I recognized this chipmunk as the one that lived in our courtyard. My cat was feet away, eyeing this poor thing like he wanted to get at it. I knew it was my cat who did this, and the dog was protecting it from the stupid cat.

I watched it, hurting more and more as I saw it gasping for breath. Dad came back with a shovel, and asked if I wanted it to suffer or if I wanted it to die and avoid the suffering.

My lip quivered. I don't want anything to die, but making it suffer was inhumane.

"Kill it." I said softly.

I went inside and cried. I know it's stupid, but it hurt to see that poor thing in so much pain and to know now that he's dead now.

After that, my parents put in Edward Scissorhands. It was such a great movie, but at the end, I cried. Crying at a movie must be a signal of getting old. That's something my mom would do.

Okay, okay okay. So I realize I haven't written in a while. So sue me! I've been busy...sleeping okay?! Oh gee thanks for not even worrying about my surgery!

I'm gonna write a story now.

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Narrator is the omniscient god, and whatever she says, goes! The narrator is also called: "Me", since this Narrator is me. ^_^*

(Enter Jake, wearing a dashing emerald green sweater and khakis.)
Me: This is Jake.
Jake: Hi! I'm Jake.
Me: This is Jake's house.(A shack in the background is dropped from an airplane)
Jake: Now wait a second....
Me: You will shut up! I'm the story telling chick!
Jake: Okay. (He sulks)
Me: Okay! And Jake is damn lucky that he lives in such a nice house because his house just so happens to be located in a ghetto's dump. (Jake glares) Jake is also a farmer.
Jake: (Clothes suddenly change to overalls and a very unattractive plaid shirt) Oh! You're just being a difficult!
Me: Aren't I?! And this is Jacob's preachy bitch...Megan!
Megan: (Dropped from an airplane, wearing a pink plaid farm dress, a white apron, and clutching a rolling pin) I'm a preachy bitch!
Me: That you are! (Sighs happily) And these are Jake's 20 children. (Numerous children appear, all squabbling mercilessly)
Jake: Twenty kids? Hey, that means I scored a lot. That's not so bad!
Me: Yes, but your preachy bitch gave you many STD's because she's dirty!
Jake: I'm really starting to regret I used her....
Me: One day Jake is walking along the road in the ghetto and whistling happily. (Jake does just that) Then suddenly he's jumped!
Jake: (Screaming like a girl) Take anything I have, which isn't much because I live in a ghetto dump!
Me: I almost feel bad.......Oh wait I forgot that I really don't. So then he continue's to go to work after being jumped and when he get's there, he's like a busy little beaver!
Jake: Look at me! I'm a hard worker!
Me: You have to be hard worker in order to lie like you did.
Jake: (Throws down rake) Oh get over it!
Me: Grow a dick. (Megan has replaced the ball on a paddleball and Narrator continues to whack her with paddle) The bell rings to signal work is over.
Jake: Finally.
Me:While walking home, our clumsy little Jacob slips and fall on the sidewalk and shatters his testicles! Much blood comes out through his eyes and mouth and he screams bloody murder. THANKS ZAVY! In the process, he is mugged of his paycheck for 15 dollars he recieved today to feed his preachy bitch and 20 children.
Megan: (Still being hit with a paddle on a string) I'm a preachy bitch.
Me: We know. Jake returns to his home and falls asleep on his couch because his crabs are really getting on his nerves tonight.
Jake: (with a hand down his pants) Itchy.
Me: Sleep well my little pet.

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It's my way of venting yo.