How to make a Jenae Smith
Ingredients:

5 parts friendliness

1 part ambition

5 parts leadership
Method:
Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge!

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

You Are Boyish Sexy
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It is so crazy to me, to think that at this time last year... I still didn't really know anyone up here except my suitemates. I hung out with them, and knew others in passing... but it has really still been less than a year since I became friends with the people I hang out with most! That sort of thing is only strange because of how close we all ( Read more... )

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't
speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be
anything you want- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph
on your livejournal and be surprised (or moritified) about what people remember about
you.

Well, I think it is safe to say that I haven't posted in a while. So much has happened though, that I don't think I want to do a thorough catch-up. Everyone would kill me I'm sure. Anyways. Here's the speeded up version: Back at school, classes are okay, grades are pretty good so far, the room kicks ass, the boyfriend is the best, got a new ( Read more... )

well.... life is a little more peachy ( Read more... )

well, i am apparently worse at updating from home than i am at school, rather pathetic i'd say. maybe not, i'm not on the computer that often here ( Read more... )

so i haven't updated in about forever, but i haven't been online in about forever either... sorry if you guys just got swamped with comments from me, i was catching up and on the earliest friends pages i can see i was still getting new ones... dang. anyways... great news! i got a new car! it isn't my dream car or anything, ( Read more... )

You Are 26 Years Old

26

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe ( Read more... )

Sometimes I sit and think, and wish... that my life weren't mine, that my family wasn't mine, and that my past belonged to someone else. Then I feel guilty, because I realize that means that I am wishing all of that on someone else. But it IS my life, my family AND MMYY past. I can't change that, and it isn't as if it were all bad. I just sit ( Read more... )