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Name: Mallory
Country: United States
State: Mississippi
Metro: Starkville
Birthday: 6/5/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I like lots of things: fun, laughter, my true friends, my acquaintances, my other friends, my car, xm, disney, general mills cereals, instant messaging, xanga, roses, pajamas, t-shirts, tv, movies, music, singing, dancing, pictures, earrings of every shape and size, my fancy industrial, lowes and umm... being online all the time.
Expertise: Making a big to-do about nothing.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
Message: message me
AIM:  Mal6586
Yahoo:  anime_mal14
Member Since:
7/9/2003
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| So I ganked this from my bro-in-law's livejournal. I'd like to see your responses, xangaland!
1. Do you have a tattoo?
2. How old are you?
3. Are you single or taken?
4. Fish?
5. Do you dream in colour?
6. Ever seen a corpse?
7. How about them hipsters?
8. How did we meet?
9. What's your philosophy on life and death?
10. If you could do anything with me, and have no one know, what would it be?
11. Do you trust the police?
12. Do you like musicals?
13. What is your fondest memory of me?
14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
15. Would you cheat?
16. What are you wearing?
17. Have you ever peed in a pool?
18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Which do you prefer - short or long hair?
21. What's your favorite day of the week?
22. What's your favorite color?
23. If you could bring back anyone that has passed, who would it be?
24. Tell me one interesting/odd fact about you?
25. What was your first impression of me?
26. Have you ever done drugs?
27. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you? | | |
| I try not to follow stereotypes as a general rule of thumb. Honestly, I do.
It's hard not to fall back on them when some pompous sorority house mother treats me like a second class citizen as I deliver her catering order. Honestly, at what point do you allow yourself to become so arrogant that you treat others like the hired help who must be hidden away before others see?
I am so livid I surprise myself, in fact.
I am so tired of people treating me like I'm lower than them because I work for a living. I'm sorry that my daddy can't afford to put me up in a nice apartment while I party all night long wasting away my college years in a life of fake friends, expensive outfits, fake tans, and shallow boys.
I pride myself in being independent, but it's so hard to keep my head up when there are people in the world like that goddamned house mother who seem to think themselves higher because they have money or some stupid idea of standing in our socially idiotic environment.
That's fine lady, I'm sure you sleep well at night in your egyptian cotton sheets while your "daughters" blow away their college career only to become waitresses in the restaurant I'll own in twenty years. But sure, look down on me because I have more aspirations than worrying about who will take me to the Semi-Formal in the fall. | | |
| Holy crap.
I feel like I've been hit by a bus.
I just finished Deathly Hallows.
I cried like there was no tomorrow.
It's over. It's strange.
To have something be a part of your life for near ten years and for it to suddenly be complete, it's amazing.
I'll critique later. Wouldn't wanna spoil anything for anybody. | | |
| What a letdown!
So I went to Wal-Mart yesterday, and just for the record, as of that moment, I have been 21 years old for 28 days.
I thought to myself, how about some delicious alcoholic beverages for my lonely refridgerator?
So I picked up a some delicous beverages, and when I got to the register, I was on the verge of being more than happy to flash my I.D.
I DIDN'T EVEN GET CARDED!!!
WTF?!
I know I look older than my age, but for F$#K's sake, this stupid man at Wal-Mart just took my first alcohol-buying-experience and S@$T all over it!
That is all.
P.S. I saw Transformers and it was F@#king awesome! | | |
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