Janelle24
Joined: December 19, 2011
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Birthday: October 31
user id: 252623
Location: Ohio.
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He is an amazing guy but you girls better not hit on him! My claws will come out. (;
My name is Janelle and I am seventeen years old.
I am a country girl and live on a dairy farm in a small town in Ohio.
I love Jason Aldean, Rodney Atkins, Miranda Lambert, Sara Evans, Nicki Minaj, Shania Twain, Chris Brown, Eminem, texting, talking, sleeping, laughing, and my boyfriend.
I hate fake people, getting woke up, and crying.
I'm a girl with a mean streak when pushed too far and when I feel threatened. So, follow me if you dare (:
Janelle24's Favorite Quotes
The Truth Behind Player
Every girl thinks she can change a
player,
but the truth is,
it’s not the player that needs to change, it’s the
girl.
Because every player
is on a mission to find that
one girl
that makes him lose his desire to
play.
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Fave for a honest opinion
from a guy;
Not doing it for faves I just want yous to have a
good day and I promise to do ALL of them
The house
next to Zayn Malik's house is for sale. Happy Hunger Games.
Motherf/ckers.
nmf/nmq
What you will need:
• About 50,000 pen and pencils, because they'll probably get stolen or lost the first month.
• About 20 notebooks, for doodling when the teacher bores you and for all those people that never remember paper.
•A $150 calculator that you will probably only use once
• A giant backpack to hold the 50 pounds of books we give you.
Steps to getting through day of said school:
1. Wake up at 6 a.m.
2. Allow about 10 minutes of getting ready before you run out the door to catch the bus.
*note: when on said bus, watch for flying pens, pencils, paper, erasers, and other unidentified flying objects*
3. Get into school.
*note: while walking to locker, watch out for running people, and flying objects*
4. Get to class
*note: watch for random groups of people standing in the middle of the hallway. They create traffic. DO NOT BE ONE OF THESE PEOPLE. You will be hated and possibly pushed out of the way*
5. Get through all classes.
6. Get back on bus.
*note: see note for step two *
7. Do all 500 pages of homework that are due the next day.
*note: this could take well into the night. You may want to break out the coffee or energy drink*
8. Repeat for about nine months until summer comes.
Additional Notes:
• 8 hours of school just isn't enough. We find it necessary to give you another 3 hours of homework. Apparently, we think you have no social lives.
•We give you books that weigh about 50 pounds. You have to carry them everywhere, even though we almost never use them.
•You will have to basically teach yourselves everything, because your teachers think it "makes you a better student". They do almost nothing the whole class period except bore you.
• Beware of the people in gym class. soe believe they are in the Olympics and may run you over if you get in their way.
•Learn how to get out of the way fast. You will need this skill when walking through the hallway.
•We don't teach you good skills, like what to do if your car breaks down or how to balance a checkbook. But we do find it necessary to teach you the Pythagorean Theorem, which you will most likely never use in your life.
Thank you,
and welcome to school.
Today was my school
talent show.
Me, being myself - decided to sing
"Skyscraper" by Demi Lovato. I did my thing, I sang.
And, at the end - people were in tears and I got a standing
ovation. I have never felt so good about myself. The dean went
to take the microphone away, but I asked if I could say
something to my peers. He allowed me. That's when my heart
poured out.. "Thank you all, really. Now, I have something
to say." After that, it became dead silent.
"You're clapping for me now, right? Weren't half
of you guys the people who said I was 'fat' yesterday?
Yeah. Little do you know, I can't keep my food down because
of those things you say. I can go days without eating. I hope
you know that." Then, I had to stop because some girls
were laughing. I walked up to them and pulled up my bracelets.
"Hey, Bri. Look. Look at what YOU caused. Yes, YOU. You
practically put these scars on my wrist. Because of people like
you, people turn into people like me. Can I just ask why? Why
do you do this to me and so many others?" Her answer was
this; "Well, Nicole. I do it because people are losers, a
lot like you." And at that, I had enough. What did I say?
I said, "Bri, I'm done. I'm done with you. So is
everyone else. YOU NEED TO STOP. I'm sick of you. If you
don't stop soon, something WILL happen. It may happen to
me. Or to you. Or to that girl over there. Just, STOP. Ok? Go
on and try to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground.
Like a skyscraper." I turned around and walked away. I
wasn't finished though. I turned back around to face my
peers and said, "I thought suicide was the answer. But, I
KNOW it's not. Don't try it, guys. You hurt yourself,
you hurt your family. And it hurts your friends. Please. Talk
to me if you need anything." People clapped so loud, my
ears were about to bust. But, WAIT. I'm not done yet...
This really popular guy, Mike, came up to the front. He took
the microphone and said, "Nicole.. Thank you for giving me
the courage to do this." No one knew what was coming, but
what he said shocked so many people. "Bri, we're
through." I have never laughed harder in my life. Best day
ever? I think YES.
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One day
you’ll meet a guy.
And ultimately, he’s going to find out.
How you chew, how you sip,
how you dance, how you smell at every point in the day.
How your face looks underneath all your makeup.
How you love chocolate, how you can be hyper at times,
how certain games and shows make you really happy.
How cranky you can get when you’re tired,
how you think you look bad in all your photos.
He’s going to know everything about you.
And you know
what?
He’s still going to
love
you.
“Please fix your shirt, i can see your
bra strap.”
...Because it’s just a big secret
right
secret boobs
secret bra
secret
*Year 2367*
Teacher : Okay, kids. Today we're going to learn about "World War III" today. So, does anyone know when this war occurred?
Student 1 : It started after the MTV VMA's in 2012.
Teacher : Correct. Anything else?
Student 2 : Its still going on today.
Teacher : Well done. Does anyone know which were the two sides?
Student 3 : It was between the Beliebers and the Directioners, miss.
Student 4 : My mums fighting in that war....shes a Directioner.
Student 5 : Same! My parents had a divorce cos my dad was a boy Belieber and my mum was a Directioner....
Student 6 : My whole family supports both sides. Apparently, MTV put them in the same catergory on purpose.
Student 7 : Who do you support, miss?
Teacher : Well...i really shouldn't say...its against the school rules...but..*rips off blouse to reveal a Justin Bieber crop-top* NEVER SAY NEVER, B/TCHES! *Walks into window* Ouch! Forgot that was there...anyway SWAGGIE! *Jumps out of window carrying a Canadian flag*
Students : ....
Student 1 : Something tells me shes a Belieber....
I hate being insecure
I hate having the thoughts of thinking
i’m not pretty enough for
anything.
Sometimes, when I stare at myself in the mirror..
I wish I could just take a paper bag over my head.
I have so much
insecurities and then
when a girls walk past me
with flawless skin, nice clothes, beautiful hair, and a
gorgeous face..
my self esteem immediately drops but eventually,
i will have to learn how to love myself for who I am
before I love people for the way they
are.