So I've taken to this crazy new thing. It's called writing. ON PAPER. I know, weird. But it's going to catch on I'm telling you. Which helps explains my lack of anything since August. ¢¾ mwah.

Someday, when I'm dead and gone, I hope I'm quoted. Because most of all, above being poor above being unhappy above being a failure, the one thing I don't want to happen is to be forgotten. But I think that's pretty much everyone's secret philosophy. [good+night]

Just call it a revolution 60's minds in modern times their hands upon the wheel the words being said, that are dried up and dead, speak of a faith and a love that is no longer real. just call it a revolution. Just call these acts of violence acts of peace and we'll believe that freedom's just around the corner that there'll be a time when theres no need to grieve. For the violence, the silence, the fight for peace, the oxiMoron we're fighting for, the blood drenched, oil soaked terror war. Just call it a revolution. You scored as Gunshot. Your death will be by gunshot, probably because you are some important person or whatever.Gunshot73%Cut Throat53%Natural Causes53%Suicide53%Posion47%Disappear47%Stabbed47%Disease40%Suffocated40%Drowning33%Eaten33%Accident27%Bomb13%How Will You Die??created with QuizFarm.com because i've always wanted to know.. but now i shall be leaving bye now lovelies <3

Alright this whole week= BaDDDDDkmafknawfa until Friday wich made my whole bad week/day/whatever go away wich made me happy wich is good... Hmm I guess when the most awesome concert ever is mixed with the beginning of summer, there's bound to be some wonderfly cheerful people out there somewhere. Oh and speaking of fabulous things and good times and all that jazz.. Iggy Pop, Bjork, and Beck just made my day. Woo. ta now lovelies <3

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Well its about time that i wrote a new entry. Its sort of relieving though how when I'm away from the computer for this long, I dont really feel compelled to be on it anymore. Probably good for my eyesight and my social life. But social lives Who needs them? Good news and the Bright sides: i was asked by the OWNER of a salon to show my work! (WooO if i do say so myself) I've been playing my bass a lot more recently (always gooood) ... and.. ooh its spring Woo Bad news and on the Darker side: ......i still live in midland? i guess that's bad i mean relatively speaking it could be a lot worse Hot Damn I heart the brian jonestown massacre thats right ta now lovelies <3 jAnE

hard core dancing is the sex. Mmmyes I dont know what I'd do without music. For example there's this girl in my math class who doesnt care for music at all, and LOVES chemistry with as much passion as I love my bass. Its a bit scary. But I guess everyone has to have something that they love, because without that drive for existance, there'd be no real point to anything. Damn these thoughts of mine. Damn them to Heck. Well this is me saying goodbye and happy SpriNg bReaK!! LoL!!!11oneshiftone just kidding. ta now kiddies -jAnE

wonderful the stars are cut and placed upon your eyes how mysterious you've become with that black disguise - well today was an all out dissapointment it went from having everything to do with no time to spare to having nothing to do with all the time in the world. ironic kind of. but yesterday.. no dissapointment there it rockedddd for the whole time i was there and we skanked and it was funnnnn and now i'm getting bored and i'm sure you are too and this is when i say goodbye goodbye lovelies -jane- edit: its decided. i'm getting my nose pierced. and it will be stellar.

Its amazing how completely and utterly LAME life can be sometimes. Today I sounded like a forty year old who'd been smoking for like 29 years or soemthing. Sexy isnt it. - Stick Boy liked Match Girl, He liked her a lot. He liked her cute figure, He thought she was hot. But could a flame ever burn for a match and a stick? It did quite literally; he burned up quick. ...Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy, again. - Today I was told that I was "too smart for my own good" Yet the girl who said this is in HIGH SCHOOL and can't quite get it together to read an analog clock. Should I be worried about being a danger to myself? No To others? Yess... mwahaha just kidding alright this was a long ass entry proabably bored some people to tears too so i'll stop my rambling and say ta ta my loves -jane-

Isnt that fascinating. Today is an ice day Not a snow day Not a flood day Not a fog day But an ice day. It looks like a bad silent film. Black and white and deafeningly quiet. We've reached the end of the world where nature's dawned her monochrome. The signs saying go back home. I cant see much through this deadened light, but i know you look better in black and white - Well I'm off To take pictures of the grey and silent world outside. bye Lovelies sidenote: i forgot. happy valentines day. sidenote2: actually.. i take back that happy valentines day. because i dont know a single person that has actually admited that they like today even a single bit. sidenote3: i meant to say happy no-school-ice-day-thing. this means i dont have to hear hellish love songs sung by choir students in the halls. hoorah. sidenote4: this is the official end of all sidenotes. tata now

Hello lovelies. Arent you P-U-M-P-E-D for the SUperbowl?!! dont worry I'm not either Now For something completely different. I think everyone has a strange family.. Perhaps too strange sometimes.. But finally I'm glad of my own odd inheritance. For one- we never ever ever watch the superbowl.. Two-The only way I can rebel against my parents is to wear bright as hell colors and listen to Christian rock. And I hope I never get That desperate. Three- we're all a bunch of hippies lol Its the mad truth Well then sorry for the longishness of this entry. I seriously thought I had nothing to say. Ta ta now -jAnE

MAN yesterday was the absolute worst day i have ever had. And then there was today. Forget my technicolored self for a second and lets focus on the grey matter. It appears that BUSH is planning to spend More billions of dollars on the insane and inhumane .war. on iraq. I also found out that according to the media. Spongebob is gay.. and is brainwashing our children to be heathen homosexuals. Come On. Has it gotten this bad? Not even a silly sponge with square pants can be considered safe and entertaining? Screw it I'm moving to Canada. Ta ta loves -JanE-

After millions of months spent deciding on what I think, It's Done. I am [finally] happy. thank you ♠♠

Weird. Before now I practically dreaded my birthdays.. Everyone else I know seems to boast about and count down to theirs, but I can officially say that I have never counted down in eagerness. I've always tried to avoid the possibility that the day was coming closer. But now, It's somehow different..? I'm 17 :D And guess what. I'm happpy too. WEIRD. Oh yeah and I'm at work (SHH). buhbyenow ♥

i'd love to stay and chat i'd love to chew the fat but someone's listening in

Im sorry my president is such an idiot. Je suis désolée que mon président est un tel idiot. Sono spiacente che il mio presidente sia un tale idiota. Het spijt me dat mijn president een idioot is Estoy apesadumbrado que mi presidente es tal idiota. [you get the point] ♥ ♣ ♥

I just wanted to drive [and i did] I never wanted to stop [but i did] I wanted to get away from this town [but i can't] at least not yet. always stays the same, nothing ever changes. english summer rain seems to last for ages /edit: Happy Birthday Mr Nader

And nothing surprises us. All of the sudden, she's fading into the background. Who used to be an outspoken soul is now just bright colors and bad insults. I know it's probably just temporary, like everything else, but still it doesn't make it any more enjoyable. just [wake up]. Edit: "The religion of one age is the literary entertainment of the next." --Emerson .good.+.night. lovejane

In the middle of nowhere and I'm suddenly inspired. No redneck, country music, broken camera, or drunken phone call could ruin this mood. Alright, I'm being optimistic but oh well. ♥Good news: LE TIGRE i heart them and i get to dancedancedance to them tomorrow can you say arriba? ♠Bad news: my poor little camera seems to have come to it's dying days. but that's alright. you can't capture life in a picture unless you've lived first. to everyone i haven't met yet ♥ bye lovelies jane /edit: FASHION, n. A despot whom the wise ridicule and obey.

I predict a riot. Two cups of coffee and a few painkillers later, all i am is stuck and staring at the ceiling. The joy of smalltown living. (Lets just get out of this town.) ♥♠♥ jane