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My name is Kristen
This page was designed for people who have collections or something... like now, it's prompting me to tell you about my beanie babies... but i don't have any. In fact, i don't want to have any. i really hate those things. My old manager from when i worked at a skating rink collected them... those and barbies. As far as i was told, she had an entire room dedicaed to barbies. That sort of scares me. She was the kind of woman who's so dark and rhinosaurous-skinned you'd think she owned a tanning bed. In fact, she did own a tanning bed.
So... about my page.
I didn't eactly have anything in mind you know, for the page, i just figured one might want to have one's own place in the great "world wide web" right? probably not.
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The Next Section not entitled "My Favorite Item"
Now this sopt is supposed to be about my "very favorite beanie baby." As much as i'm trying, (i really am), 's just not happnin for me.
Instead I will tell the people of the world wide web about myself. For starters, if you are an ALL CAPS writer, or one of those GhETto writers, or you like that sort of, you know, writing style or whatnot, you probably aren't going to be very impressed by me. In fact, you probably haven't even gotten this far. As soon as you realized there weren't any magic-eyes or some sort of other super-fly images & graphics you probably clicked that X thing.
Good.
It's better than way.
In fact, click the X now if you have any of the following traits:
you buy motivational tapes.
you have several children and are fighting lawsuits to get them back
you frost your hair
you've been asked to "stop chewing like that"
you thought "i know what you did last summer" and it's sequals were "great films"
you wear "fashion pins" or "soccer mom" buttons on your shirt or collar
you use phrases like "bingo" and "watch out for this one, huh?" and "too much information" in serious tones
your purse costs more than a lawn mower
you end sentences using 3 or more exlamation points
the people you talk to have given you a nick-name you're not sure if youre proud of becaus eyou can't figure out exactly what the inside joke that goes along with it is; such as "ostrich, duct tape, goon, or slimer"
you have a stamp collection. (nevermind)
you actively collect stamps
you're a guy with a perm
you're a girl with a perm
you have less than seven teeth
you are or have been known as "the kid who will eat anything"
you haven't been outside all week
you have some sort of fungus on more than one place on your body
you haven't bathed in a week.
you abbreviate words such as "terrif" or "fab" or the lesser "ab fab"
you have a mini-backpack
you have a mini-backpack filled with beanie babies
you wear "hammer pants"
you call people "buddy" or "champion" and refer to a group of people as a "team"
starwars=religion
you own a fanny pack or a baby on board sign
people sometimes mistake you for one of the bratpackers
you set your analog clocks to 4:20
you have lng hair in the back & short hair in the front
you're mad because soul train "just isn't as funky as it used to be"
you hand out fliers at a local transit or airport
you can't spell better than me
you wrote a poem to your girlfriend and used your "one phone call" to read it to her
people have told you that you're talented enough to be in the circus
you think the secret of life is football or cheerleading
you have a t-shirt expressing this sentiment
you were upset when "dream makers" was canceled and cry because richard simmons is "such an inspiration"
you brag you were "listening to ricki martin when he was still in menudo"
you insist on tucking your pants into your shoes
you have a deep-rooted hate for either ford or chevy
you find CBS' "touched by an angel" edifying and worth every moment of your time
you have a bumper sticker involving Jesus, soccer, your star student, or the south
someone has made you promise not to breed
you say "don't go there" a lot
you have a loony toons t-shirt
you can name all of the characters in a certain "real world" cast
you are over 8 and still wear micky mouse decor
you say "cute" 3 or more times in a conversation that does not involve baby clothes
you have a vanity plate you had especially made at six-flags
you've been related to your spouse since birth
you are a hootie and the blowfish fan-club member
you have a car in your yard that is devoted entirely to "target practice"
you have been actively following the sally forth comic since the early 80's
you are one of the people outside of the MTV building screaming and shaking posters at cameras
you can't understand why rat-tails went out of style
you are unaware that they did
you are a member of "FHA Hero"
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If you're still reading. . .
congradulations, you've passed. (probably not)
This isn't any sort of test or anything. . . so i guess i can't say whether or not you've "passed".\
It's all a bunch of jive anyway.
i could care less if you frost your hair. in fact, i have frosted my hair.
. . . so.
Uh, there's nothing real special about me that anyone might even care to know a little about. I usually sit in my room and listen to music. I lke all music. i'm not going to attempt to list all of my favorite bands, but a few of my favorite genres are punk, emo, indie, classic rock, and some metal- if i'm in that weird metal mood. i especially like slayer. i also like hot water music quite a bit. They, as Brett would say "rock my face off." My favorite song is "i'll love you forever" butonly when sung by baby dave. i like classical music a lot too. wolfgang amadeus mozart is a hero to me.
um. . . sometimes i go to the gas station. . . to get gas or pop rocks or yoohoo. I also sometimes get cream soda. my favorite bottled water brand is georgia mountain water. that dasani water is pretty good too. uh, i work. i work at a movie theater though so i don't really think that counts as "holdong a job" as i never have to really DO anything. . . i go to high school. i'm a junior. i hate it. my favorite subjects are english on silent reading fridays and lunch. lately, i have been the kid who sits alone at lunch. i guess the reason for this is sometimes i just can't look at that many people sitting around me chweing and talking so much. people in general bother me a lot. i'm not crazy or anything, just dissapointed really. there are just too many heartless people out there causing trouble.
My IM thing's on here. if you haven't been offended by anything . . . or much of what i've said, i welcome you to take advantage.
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