Bring on calamity...!

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All dressed up..

And if looks could kill
I'd be a lonely girl with a personal graveyard.
Complicated, bent on revenge...
I've got a speed dial spot in the devil's address book..
but hey!
oh no...
ain't nobody got nothin on me.

My Name is Chelsea RayLynn.

I've got a speed Dial spot in the Devil's address book.

3 Cheers for Vanity.....♥

So here is the deal. I don't claim to be "different" or "cool" or a "non-conformist" or anything like that. I just like what I like, and I don't care what You think about it. I don't care if you say I am a "poser" because that word doesn't mean shit anyways. Everyone and no one are posers. Who fucking cares?

I'm a girl in a comatose world where nobody thinks for themselves anymore. People only like what they think is cool or meant to be liked. People worry about being uncool and want to be liked.

Am I any different? I'd like to think so. I don't care about what anyone thinks about me. at least for the important parts. But when it comes to me specifically? Am I Unique? Different? I'm about as different as all the other different girls in the world, but at least i can admit it. I am an average girl who watches cartoons, plays pokemon, got addicted to world of warcraft(horde. don't fuck with me.), listened to nsync back in the day (and still do sometimes.), puts on too much makeup, has insecurities, and eats too much cereal. I'm sure if anyone ever reads this. they will agree with at least 6 of the 7 things i just mentioned. But, hey, more for us to talk about right? =]

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xx
Mellow out;;
Strung out on sunshine♥

Saturday, January 31, 2009

12:28 AM

Oh yeah.
Forgot to mention this in the last post:

I need the samsung omnia.

k.

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12:16 AM

Fuckcheese.
Hi.

I'm back.

been months, as usual.
first things first
idk if is aid this in my last post
but i got my lip piercedx2.
NOT SNAKEBITES,

i'm not that big of a sell out poser. only slightly.

i got spiderbites. 2 on one side.
and a gir tattoo.

YEAH TAKE THAT ZIM FANS. I GOT A FKN TATTOO!!!

I miss california.
I'm going to win the lottery, i am positive. i think about it everynight. how sad, right? But i really do. I think about what i would do with maximum amounts of money. And let me tell you, i'm surprisingly not a greedy cunt. I'll just give you a short story version.
first thing i do is i keep it a secret. don't ask me why, but i just have this fantasy of surprising people with insane amounts of money or some crazy things.

And then I have a me day. this is pretty much the only time in my little fantasy where i spend money on myself. i get a limo, a chauffeur and i go to the mall *GASP* i get my haircut, colored, my nails done, i buy some makeup, and a few outfits/clothes/accessories. maybe like 2k dollars spent. (out of like 300million) then i buy my family all ipod touches, and all my friends.

then, i buy a house in long beach. but not a huge gross house. just a little apartment. then i send my parents tickets to fly to ny
and janna
and we all have a gas.

then i proceed to by my parents a house and furnish it, and cars. and my gma moves in. dan and I get an apartment, and cars, and I help out all my friends/family. and give to charites. and invest.

im a loser.

Also im currently talking to janna about her latest high adventure
and i've decided it would be a good idea for us to post our stories on a seperate blog.
cause im not going to lie, they are fkn funny!!!!

soo, be prepared tosee that in the next few days/weeks or months knowing me.
but hilarity should ensue upon its finish.

speaking of hilarity,
Paul Blart.
all you need to know.
PEANUT BLART & JELLY TIME!

Thxbai.

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