& she is like a kaleidoscope

None of these "Random Friends" --  I am not a big fan of the people who run around trying to make themselves look popular by creating friends lists a mile and a half long. You don't look more popular, you just look stupid when you can't tell anyone who the hell is on your list, and when your friends-only shit goes public you're left doing more damage control than you ever hoped. When you comment me, tell me where you know me from and why you think we should get to know each other.

I don't like to hear that people are talking behind my back. It is not only rude and uncouth, but cowardly. If you have something to say to me or about anyone I mention or communicate with via this journal, you had damn well better say it to my face. Don't go running to my friend, mother, father, brother, boyfriend, dog, what have you with my personal problems -- besides, they likely already know. If I find out you are using the contents of this journal to slanderize me or anyone mentioned therein, I will find out where, I will find out who, and you will be punished. See if I'm kidding. I dare you.

I WILL CHECK YOUR JOURNAL before I allow you to add me to your friends list. Your userinfo must clearly state your age and gender, or else you will be required to tell me in your addition comment. I am a nineteen-year-old girl and I am not inclined to associate with forty-year-old freaks who live in their parents' basement. It's just not happenning, folks. And for the last time: no, you may not have my picture.

Type like you have half a brain. It will really, truly not be the death of you to make that last little keystroke to finish your word. Numbers are not letters, nor are they substitutes for entire halves of sentences. Let's keep it grammatically correct -- subject-verb agreement is always nice, as well as capitalization and punctuation. Proper spelling is a must -- spell-check is there, let it do its job. I'm not going to associate with people who type like degenerate morons and know nothing of the internet but bad chatspeak and idiot typing trends.

My life is drama. Lots of it. If you can't handle that, then you need to hit the back button right now, or else grow a spine. I'm a teenage girl and with that station in life comes the meeting of other teenage girls (and many teenage boys) who will induce hostility (among other things) and therefore bring about more drama than you can shake a stick at. I'm not living out It's A Wonderful Life over here. Either come to terms with the fact that not everybody lives the Dream or read another girl's journal.

If you think you can handle yourself with an inkling of decorum and a little bit of class, by all means, drop me a comment. Despite my tendency towards bitchiness I'm all in all a very sweet person once you've managed to make friends with me. I defend mine to the death, and I'm certainly a friend worth having.

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Here's where I'll place credit for layouts I take from other people, icons, friends only banners, profile layouts, the works.

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