-Age has got to matter less as you get older, 3 years can be a big deal, if your say 13 and someone else is 16. But when it turns to 15/18 and your both in High School, suddenly its okay? Weird.

-Homeschool is a lonely place.

-Fags that swim in your pool, hop your fence, and throw rocks at you, are fucking stupid pricks.

-I must try Apple Jones Soda.

-I have a creepy tweety statue:


-Lady Gaga, cannot dance and she looks like a man.

-I want another pet rat, STAT!

-The fucking Sci-Fi Spectacular III is coming up this weekend, and yall best be there, or ELSE!...Else being rape, and lots of it.

I am a semi-finalist in the Fangoria Spooks Model competition, and I
need your votes! If you see someone else you want to vote for(Nora
O'Sullivan, good friend of mine) that's fine, but I'd really appreciate
your vote!

My name is Alexandra Roach, by the way.



http://www.creationent.com/cal/fango...pooksmodel.asp



Also, you can vote as many times as you like hint hint.

I am beyond sick and tired of being a child. I'd give anything to just grow up right now. Being a fifteen year old high school student is probably the most unhappy experience ever.  Don't get me wrong, I love the people in my life, Rachel, Rwan, Mike, Aidan, Olivia, Matt, AC, Rusty, the whole crew. I'm crazy about the film fests I've worked at, I could not  be more thankful for the experiences I have had lately.  I adore volunteering for Rusty, seeing him, AC, Dan, Mark, Jeff, Nick, Eric, Joe, Nora, Dave, lots, and lots of people who are awesome. Seeing my friends is another perk. But I digress, I'm not happy anymore. I'm sick of pretending. I am nearly certain that just not being fifteen anymore would mend my broken spirit. There's little options left, I'm not sure what to do anymore. I'm tired of this. Help.

Also, Do monkeys make good PCs? Heheh, I still have a sense of humor. Even if no one understands it.

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. if not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.
9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours. You MUST. ^.^

Chicago High School For Agricultural Sciences:


Period:          Class:                            Teacher:
1                     Ag Career Leaders        Fowler
2                     Algebra                         Studnicka  
3                     Physics                          Mr.Physics[Mr.Martin]
4                     P.E.                               Devers
5                     Lunch                          
6                     Art                                 Friberg
7                     Survey Lit                      Szurek
8                     Computers                     Sajid
9                     Ag Food and Science     Dallain

Who has got some classes with me?

Terror in The Aisles was damn straight fucking amazing. Single coolest day of my life. It was pretty hard work, my feet are killing me now, but its all worth it. It was a blast. I met so many new people, horror fans are the most down to earth, damn funny people around. It was awesome-ness nonstop, from the Tingler gag, to chemically enhanced nachos, and from dinosaur buddies to joking with people in the box, don't forget all the hugs! Today was downright fantastic! I've never had more fun!

You are a Grade-A Bastard. Everything about you makes me sick to my stomach. Your awful. A two-faced, loser. All you know how to do is to lie, cheat, and screw people over. Trust me, kid, your going to get yours. This is has gone on way to long. I'm fed up with your bullshit. You go out of your way to hurt everyone that cares about you. Your treating your girlfriend terribly, she doesn't deserve the shit your giving her. I heard what you did, and I hate you for it. Your a compulsive liar, you do one thing and say another. You lie, lie and lie some more. You claim you want us back, then you turn around and stab our backs. I know you'll do it to her too, even with the issues between me and her, You need to stop. Your going to keep hurting people. What is wrong with you? What makes you think anything you do is okay? FUCK YOU.

All you Have to do is comment, and Ill tell you How I truly feel about you.