*drools*

Well today was a wonderful day besides Steven leaving for his trip back to GA and me missing talking to him today ._.
I slept over at fifi's house last night, came home, got a call from meh cool friend Krissy, and we went to the wave pool. Which ended up being a hilarious experience. Right when we were about to leave, these two guys come up to us. Here's what the conversation looked like:
Guys: Hi... *a bit unsure*
Us: o.o;;;;;.......... hi?
Guys: uhm... where do you go to school?
Us: ______ (note I will not put the school name ;D sucks to be you)
Guys: oh ._. we go to _____
Us: ah :P
Guys: Are you going to the fair tonight?
Us: ....Fair?
Guys: Yea! there's one here tonight and tomorrow
Us: oh! we didnt know about that, thanks :D maybe we will then
Guys: Maybe we'll see you there? (they were red in the face at that point)
Us: *exchanges looks* maybe you will ;D
((Guys turn around and swim away going "omg I cant believe we actually talked to them... *highfives*))
Us: XDDD LMAO SELF ESTEEM POINTS!

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Yea XD That was like the highlight of the day, we actually did go to the fair but ended up not seeing them there :P Oh well, no loss. It was fun!

Meanwhile, Krissy just gave me her Evanescense CD. *-*
I love this CD,
fear it, it pwns.
OH!

<333333HAPPYBIRTHDAYANGELA<33333333333
(>'-')> <( '-' )> <('-'<)
I love you <3333333

Drowning in Fable

o_O;; Another day of watching the little munchkins. Unfortunately, this time FiFi and I made a kid attack another staff member. Uh oh. Pretty much, it made a whole group of little midgets go after the poor guy and try to pull his pants/boxers down. If we werent laughing so hard maybe we might have helped him fend the kids off. Those things are evil when they're hyper.
Currently in the background, FiFi is playing Fable O_o;; It's a bit annoying. Oh well.

And since I was tired last night, I forgot something!
I love you steven <3>.>)

... Last...Night?....
Oh yea, I introduced my best friend (FiFi) to Steven. And today, well... steven... stop giving her links to urban dictionaries XD

New Favorite Words:
AssWipe
ButtMunch
AnalSoap (Inside joke)
Dont ask! :D FiFi uses those words way to much.

And lastly, the song that we sung for 4 hours straight:
Here we go -
Ride that pony!
Run around -
That big fat pony!
Here we go-
This is how we do it!
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Front Front Front -
My baby
Back Back Back
My baby
Side Side Side
My baby
This is how we do it!
(repeat)

If you got perverted thoughts from that, you have a sick mind.

.Official First Post.

The future of this blog has not yet been decided, until then. I dont think I will be posting much stuff thats personal o_O;; Really sucks to be you. (yes you, the people that think reading about people's crappy lives is fun!)

I do feel like I owe whoever reads this some information; So here it is. (this may get a bit lengthy)

I'll start with my friends. FiFi, Dashiell, Megan, Alex, Angela, Arch, Steven, Mark, Eric, Bruce (LMAO), Lilla, Lizzy, Rachel, Winny, Karrah, Sara, Kayla, Beckah, Jessica, Natalie. These include internet friends and such, also they are in no order. If I forgot you, sorry, obviously you haven't talked to me in a while so it's your own damn fault.

I'm a girl, medium length brown hair which is on the verge between curly and wavy. If anyone thinks that curly/wavy hair is "oh so perfect", it's not. It's hell. I'm an okay height I guess. Im not sure if Im tall or short, my grade is pretty tall compared to others. I have a few medical conditions. But that is not of your concern. My eyes change color, unlike many, mine change depending on my mood. Almost all the time my eyes are a amber/light brownish red color. They only change when something major happens, whether I'm the happiest I've ever been, the saddest, or the maddest.

My thoughts tend to try to kill me. Literally. Sometimes even unintentionally. Whenever this happens, I walk outside and watch the stars. It's something about them that opens my thoughts up. I find myself wondering about things I haven't ever thought about. Wanting answers, getting none.

I have two brothers and a mother and a father. I guess I dont talk about my siblings much, because many of my friends seem to not know I have a second brother.

You can always get me to laugh, and I *love* laughing. Be funny plox. But when it comes to smiling, I dont. The smiles you get in pictures usually are not sincere. In fact I hate pictures. Pictures are a way to dwell on the past. No matter what you do, the person in the picture will change without you knowing, they may not look like that usually either. A picture is a capture of a false then. It's nothing in my eyes. I have the profiles of my family and friends in my mind. That is good enough for me.

I have an addiction to swearing. Live with it. It's not as bad as my friend Winny, she went up to over 150+ swear words in a school day; And that was only when we were counting.

I ***HATE*** Fucking British Accents. <-- My friend so wonderfully reminded me of this while I was writing this blog. Thank you Steven <3>

Hor-ah!

So somehow you have stumbled on this sad excuse for a "blog".
Unfortunatly, it wouldnt be a "blog" if I did not have at least 1 post.
So I will explain why I am even taking the time to fiddle with one of these.




I have over countless years, made many blogs. Most have died because I did not want to delete the things said, but did also not want to remember what I had written. The URLs of those blogs are kept safe by me, and will never be shown to you.
Hopefully, this blog will.... not be the same, it seems like something to use to keep my mind of many other things. Also, I can corrupt other's minds with this.




.Currently.


This blog is set on public.
View it while you can bitches ^-^ It'll be on private soon.




.Truth Behind the Name.


JingleBomb, teh pwned.

It originated as a joke between my brother and I when we stumbled across the song labeled "Jingle Bomb". The name grew to what is now, the name of the forum I lead. (Private to only my friends, you wont find it if you search for it, sorry). It is also the name I use for countless other websites, i.e this one.




.[Introduction /end].


This false introduction was brought to you by the person behind the name jinglebomb or... Lizz.
Prepare for your ultimate doom. Until I get my own domain name, I'll be wrecking havoc here with my ramblings.

Love you all

(not really).