i am lazy, with ambitious dreams.

i quickly become upset, but can also be quickly cheered up.

one thing that will get me upset for sure is if you refer to me as "annoying." "big fucking wierdo," i don't mind so much.

i'm good at making friends. i used to be extremely shy, but then i discovered alcohol.

i want to live in seattle.

i don't fall in love easily, but, when it's right, i fall in love quickly.

it's only been right once. the time before that, it *felt* right, but was actually as wrong as humanly possible.

i remember that when i started to know it was wrong was when we were eating breakfast, and he was wearing a sweatshirt with a huge picture of a dog on it.

he called me annoying a lot. that's why i don't like to be called annoying now.

he also picked on me for being so lazy.

i like cats, but i don't really care for dogs.

i like silver better than gold.

if i could change one thing about myself, it would be my smile. it's not that nice of a smile, and i used to cover my mouth when i laughed. now i don't cover my mouth, because i'm older and "over it," but every once in a while i catch myself smiling in the mirror and have to immediately stop.

i have a fantastic butt. sometimes i bend over in front of people on purpose.

i dislike spending time in nature. i also dislike public pools, people in mini-vans, know-it-alls, and plain white socks.

i especially dislike elderly people with carts containing over 20 items in the "self-check out lane" at jewel. i think there should be strict rules for the self-check out lane. if you don't know how to work a remote control, you are not allowed to check yourself out. if you are over 70, you need to get your ass in a regular line. if you have more items than you can fit in your arms, get out of my fucking way because i only have yogurt and a can of pop and i am in a goddamn hurry. retards.

i like holding babies. i don't like holding crying babies.

i like art museums. i like book stores. i don't like gun shows or looking at model trains.

my dad used to take us to civil war reenactments. now there's a bunch of people with way too much time on their hands.

i think i have an ulcer.

what i miss most about college is the grilled cheese i used to eat for lunch.

my parents almost named me jeanette. i am not a jeanette.

i love the name 'jaclyn.' i wouldn't trade it for any other name, except maybe 'stumblebee.'