The rules are: Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 random facts, things, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 5 people to be tagged.

I. I'm a very indecisive person, but when I know what I want, I KNOW.

II. I have a very long fuse, but if you burn it down it's not pretty.

III. I try to say my peace and not hold grudges, but what I say to you may leave you with one.

IV. I love it when people play with my hair, but I'm also easily annoyed by it if they do the same thing for too long.

V. The thing I want most in the world is to be able to say for sure what I want.

VI. I don't trust people, so if I actually tell you something important to me, feel special- I don't really talk to many people.

VII. I tend to feel insulted when people don't talk to me about their problems.

VIII. I over analyze EVERYTHING.

IX. When I find the time to sleep without feeling like I'm neglecting some work I sleep better.

X. When I get a new CD I'll listen to it until I know every word to every song.

Taggy People: HAHAHA!

1: Sammi

2: Rachel

3: Nicki

4: Leeann

5: Everyone else who reads my blogs has already done it. Sad for me.

The Soundtrack of your Life
So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question press the next button.
Ready? GO!


Opening Credits:
One little victory- Rush

Waking Up:
Wasted Time- The Eagles

Falling In Love:
Crawling- Linkin Park

Fight Scene:
Silence- Delerium

Breaking Up:
Hit the Floor- Linkin Park

Life's Okay:
Sweet Child O' Mine- Guns N' Roses

Mental Breakdown:
Radio Ga Ga- Queen

Driving:
Shout- Remake by Disturbed

Flashbacks:
Hypnotise- System of a Down

Happy Dance:
Move Your body- Eiffel 65

Regretting:
Shape of My Heart- Sting

Final Battle:  
Bicycle Race- Queen (LMAO!)

Death Scene:
Mann Gegen Mann- Rammstein

End Credits:
Stairway to Heaven- Led Zepplin

So how about that final battle? Coolest fight scene EVER right there. The breaking up one worked out pretty well too.

I walked out of my house this evening. Walked out. Left. I had been home for about five minutes and mom went off on me in her typical "I'm-better-than-you-even-though-you-have-twice-my-IQ-and-none-of-my-personality-disorders" fashion. What caused it? Funny you should ask. She interrupted me and I shushed her. I told her to let me finish and she went off. "Don't you shush me! You're not nearly as fabulous and big-and-bad as you think you are. I was going to go get some dinner and try to make you happy for once, but I'm not now, you little dick!" Direct quote, I swear to god. That came from me saying "Let me finish". So I walked to my room, packed some stuff up, and walked out the door. Bye donna, fuck off, see you later. I'm not entirely sure if and when I'm going to go back. I'd just as soon not go back. I don't like her anyway. She's my mother and that's all she's ever going to be to me. She's not an especially good person. Ever. She's mean, she lies habitually, she's nosy, controlling, was abusive until she figured out I was bigger than her (Suprise!), she smokes around me out of spite, and she tries to run my life because apparently I'm incapable of doing so myself. She tried to hit me again not too long ago. I say again because it used to be a fairly common occurence. However, this last time she found out homie don't play that shit no more. I almost broke her writst and I made sure she understands that she doesn't want to try to get physical with me ever again. Suprise, bitch, I'm a little bigger than when I was seven, aren't I? So when she went off today I decided there's no hope for my mother ever being anything but what she is. I decided I wasn't going to sink to her level this time. I decided to leave. So I did. I left. I packed up what I wanted to bring with me and I walked out without a word. I might go back or I might not. It'll be at least two or three weeks. Maybe I'll have cooled off enough to go around her again by then. For the time being, I'm stayting at dad's where I have a real mother. Thank you Cindy, I don't know what I'd do without you. Welcome to my life ladies and gentlemen. Welcome Home.

Well, I'm back from orientation for UT. It wasn't too bad, but it wasn't really that good either. The good news is I have been officially accepted into the University of Tennessee's College of Engineering with a declared major of Chemical Engineering. Go me. It's all official now, boys and girls- I'm going to be an engineer. I met three really cool people while I was in Knoxville and we've all exchanged email addresses and the like so we can keep in touch. Two of them are going to be with me in engineering so I'll be seeing more of them for sure. And my old friend from way back is going to be there too so I've alredy got a friend base set up to kill the excessive loneliness. I'm getting pretty excited about this fall but I still don't want to leave all that much. Anyway, long story short I've been officially accepted into the engineering school so I'm good to go with chemical engineering. That's it for orientation, if you have any specific questions, feel free to ask- you probably have my number or know someone who does.

So boys and girls, we finally graduated. I know it was a week short of a month ago, but still. It kinda seemed like it would never happen. Then as I was sitting in my little chair with my little nametag on it out on the track it hit me. I turned around and saw all the people behind me and I realized just what was about to happen. We're free. The great state of Tennessee, in its infinite wisdom, has decided it's time for us to go out into the world. For some of us, like myself, nothing's really changed yet. That's fine, I'd like to hang on to the time I have left here as long as I can. I don't want to go out there. I've seen it, and I'd rather stay home where there's the illusion of normalcy. Come the end of August I'm off to the University of Tennessee at Knoxville to study Chemical Engineering. That's right, I finally made up my mind about what I'm doing with my life. How 'bout that, sports fans? I can only hope I didn't get in over my head. Engineering is hardcore stuff. And I'm going for broke here guys. Chemical engineering. Damn, it just sounds evil. I'm going to have a BS when I graduate. That's funny. A bullshit degree. In chemical engineering. The irony was lost on some of you, I know it. You're reading it over and over wondering why you didn't find it funny. If this is you, don't worry, you'll get it. Or maybe not. Wish me luck. I think I'll need it this time, but we'll see about that, won't we?

Another stolen thingy. Maybe I'm actually a klepto and I just don't know it yet...hmmm.........Anyway, just got done with the play- one more show baby!! Grrr!! I have an eyelash or something in my eye and I can't get it out. It's driving me crazy and it kind of hurts. AAAHHHHH!!!

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