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Jackie! ['09]

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About Me


I'm Jackie. Of course that's not my real name. I'm 16. I play the violin. I'm a junior at Nashville School of the Arts. I've lived in Tennessee my entire life. I'm way too awkward for my own good. I love riding in cars no matter where I'm going. I hate it, but I lie a lot, and I feel terrible afterwards. I can get crunk, believe me. You more than likely hate the music that I listen to. I walk funnily. I'm not as smart as I once thought I was. I find immense pleasure in cleaning my ears. I fall for people very easily. I'm not the best driver, but I can park your ass off. You might think I'm a wishful thinker. I might think you should shut the fuck up and let me wish for what I want. I hate being cold, but it's way worse being hot. I hate misspelling things. I hate being late. I don't like children. When I get nervous, I say stupid things. Don't try to help me if I don't ask you for help please. I enjoy my independence. I check out almost every situation before I get into it. I'm really good at guessing numbers. I can't whistle or wink. I want to get married one day. I'm a very jealous person, sadly. I hate when people contradict me. If I state an opinion, don't try to make me change it, please. I think I have cute feet. I have no idea what I want to do when I "grow up", but I want to be good at it. I try to stay positive, but I have my negative days. I'm obsessed with hair. The smallest thing can make me dislike you, but I'll probably put up a front like there's nothing wrong just to keep the peace. I'm very self-conscious. I don't go to church, and I don't do the religion thing. I have my beliefs, and that's all I need. I love holding hands. I'm really short. Sleep is the best. I tend to be organized without trying. I'll most likely believe whatever you say. I like to ramble. I over-react to everything. I say mean things about people without really meaning it. I pretend not to care. I'm pretty happy with myself.
But enough about me.
How are you?
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My Interests

living.

I'd like to meet:



my other half. the one that makes me smile without saying a word. the one that calls me from another city just because they miss me. the one that shows up at my door because i left my jacket in their car. the one that's open to just about anything. the one that makes me laugh hysterically after a good cry. the one that takes me out for tea and a good conversation. the one that knows that i don't even like tea. the one that just fits with me. the one that uses punctuation. the one that isn't afraid to look like a total loser when we're together. the one that means the world to me. the one that knows who i really am no matter what. the one that loves me through every hair color, mood swing, weight gain, breakout, bra size and mistake. the one that knows the nastiness that are eggrolls, and would never ever make, buy, or eat them around me. the one that makes my day just hearing their voice. the one that laughs with me and at me. the one that forgives but never forgets. the one that'll be the beauty to my beast, and vice versa. the one that's not perfect and doesn't try to be.

ELLEN!

oh and anyone that can give me a back massage without bruising me.

Movies:

1. Anchorman
2. West Side Story

Heroes:

Andrew McMahon.
Abigail Fiol.
Alecia Moore.

My Blog

Dame una oportunidad.

It's 3 in the morning and I feel like spilling my guts out. I'm in a very odd mood right now. I can't stop thinking about this coming school year, love, my future, growing up... and weddings. My mom t...
Posted by BlackJack. on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 01:41:00 PST

All in the club spittin game in my white tee.

I'm back to feeling how I felt in middle school. I'll never fit in. No one values me like I do them. It's weird how all of this became apparent after one night of Rocketown. But it's expected. Hang ou...
Posted by BlackJack. on Sat, 05 May 2007 10:05:00 PST

There's something between us.

I can tell. We've known each other for a VERY short while, but I can tell that this is going to be something amazing. I'm loving this.
Posted by BlackJack. on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 08:20:00 PST

Manolo pumps is tappin' and your lipstick's red.

It took me 2 hours to find outfits for tomorrow and Tuesday that're within dresscode. FUCK.THAT.SHIT. I talked to my mom about how retarded it is, and she said that she just couldn't do anything about...
Posted by BlackJack. on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 01:09:00 PST

We have to take our clothes off to have a good time!

I'm tired of being the victim. I'm tired of dwelling in the bad shit and not seeing the world for its good. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to pretend that everything's dandy, but I can't let it get...
Posted by BlackJack. on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 05:27:00 PST

For like the 5th time.

20 different people.Yes, it's about you. 1.You have no idea how badly it hurts that you don't talk to me anymore. I know things are awkward, but that doesn't mean we can't speak. I usually get pissed ...
Posted by BlackJack. on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 02:25:00 PST

I'll never comment you again.

Whatever I'd say will would be stupid.You wouldn't reply. I know you'll see it.You reply to everyone else.Either I don't matter, or... yeah I don't matter. I keep telling myself "It's just myspace" bu...
Posted by BlackJack. on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 07:45:00 PST

DO NOT

lead me on. If you even think that I might possibly like you, and you do not like me back, don't fucking act like you do. That'll make me like you more. I don't know, maybe I'm being completely overdr...
Posted by BlackJack. on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 09:02:00 PST

I'm not even sure

if anyone reads my blog. But hey, if you're reading this, holla at me. I've been pretty happy lately. No huge complaints here (unless I've told you about... yeah. We'll keep that to ourselves) Our or...
Posted by BlackJack. on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 07:06:00 PST

Another realization.

I'm not going anywhere with my art. I mean, I love playing the violin, and I've learned a lot, but after high school... what am I gonna do with it? I want to be famous dammit. How many famous violinis...
Posted by BlackJack. on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 06:22:00 PST