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innocence.
sup.'

josie is this "cute" little fourteen year old girl everybody believes who always has a smiling mask on her face. she kisses the stars, makes a wish on 11:11 every night, and this particular special day, march the sixteenth. born in, living in, attending in, toronto ontario, a middle school, somewhere over the rainbow. she likes getting personal, she's one flirtacious short person , short as 4'8, one of the reasons she suffers from bipolar, paranoia, heartbreak, and several other illnesses. believes rainbow dinosaurs are real, has the most craziest friends ever, believes she's half icecream and whippedcream, likes being crazy, downtownerr, bisexual, a little too light as 72lbs , talks a lot, loves to interact, can't achieve anything higher than a seventy. work wonders with a camera, and therapy with other people, just not herself. loves photography and photoshopping, manipulations of course. she's also spazztastic & is proud of having a messed up smile.

11:11 ♥

money
♥ cute / fobby trucker hats
new contacts.
♥ striped shorts.
♥ oversized superman top. (:
discover who i want to be
black&white nikes.
♥ FOBBY long necklaces.
SLR camera
save up more more more money. (:
♥ lots of baggy hoodies
♥ black converse.

hearts talking.

mm, be right back . formspring hacked. :/

alternative exits.

andric arnie ani brenda breana bunny doll cecilia class 85 diana daniel eugene haley janet joyce kathy kevin khashi lea lei lee ann linda lisa mariam michelle tanallover teresa thinoba peiyi sally samiha shirley sung rachel reilly ryan timmy timmy valerie xinyi yuting zuzu

my days, not yours.

April 2009
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September 2011

thank you.

editing; yours truly (:
basecodes; Kary-yan/Missyan.
hosts; x o x

Saturday, August 22, 2009

[start SHORT rant]
one of the things that pisses me off the most
is when you play around of the fact that i`m being serious or not.
/ randomness.
second thing that pisses me off the most
IS WHEN YOU FUCKING REPEAT SOMETHING MORE THEN ONE TIME
I
AM
NOT
DEAF.
third thing that pisses me off the most is that WHEN SOMETHING IS DIRTY
NOBODY BOTHERS TO FREAKING CLEAN IT UP AND I HAVE TO STEP IN IT. MY GOD.
[/end SHORT rant]



[ start MEANINGFUL rant ]
i`m listening to "Shut Up" - Black Eyed Peas ♥
and now i paused the music.

It annoys me when you sound annoyed.
I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE GET ANNOYED AT ME FOR NO DAMN REASON.
Oh, if I ever seemed "rude" to you, it's because you pissed me off.
I HAVE NEVER bitched at someone for no reason. I might not have told you the reason, which i don't anyway, like 99% of the time. 1% = you're special.
~
I hate people who are more annoying than me. ._____.
They constantly MSN you and go, HIIIIIIII ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
HIIIIIIIIIIII ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
AREE YOOOOOOUU TEREEEEEEEEE? ♥♥♥♥

like what the fuck is that all about ?
and yes, i kinda` hate YAWAS. :)'
& whatever. you know the last thing i hate about my life the most?


I hate being alone.
As an only child's perspective, it seriously gets boring, lonely, and scary sometimes >_>
I hate it when the one i`m thinking about the most, does not bother to talk to me.
:/ You ALL know who i'm talking about. eep. i resumed the music and it's Mad - Neyo.
"asking questions like you already know"
sound familiar?

-sigh- My heart keeps hurting.
When I feel sad, I want to talk to this one person.
i`m starting to tear. -.-'' that cares about me . and i know, they're thinking of me.
Now that I think about it, the others have, always. Just.. this once.
Is that being spoiled? Or common sense?
Oh my god my head hurts too badly. & I'm going to plead, that my wish will come true.
Love is a small thing, that blooms. Either beauti--
... i forgot i had farmville.. oops. / /whatever they all died anyway and i`m dirt poor
OOPS OKAY ANYWAAAAAAY BACK ON TOPIC !
Love can be two things.
Something that makes you. Something that is ORGASMIC to you. -cough- literally -cough-
You get my point. It's amazing, it's the only thing that keeps you from living.
Or it can break you. Make you feel like you're the only one living, in a lonely world.
I doubt anybody wants to be alone. Whether it's friends, relationships, or family.
Nobody.

Wow my "make or break" speech was supposed to be heart touching.
well, I did become dumber. Oh well. XDDD;;
okay lets try again.
Love is the middle. You either go up or down.
Love will kill you , if you don't make the right choice.
Or Love will make you feel like the most special--
oh okay fuck this i hate my life. i got dumber
anyway. the point is. I don't know where I am. I really don't
Why don't you guide me?
Oh and yeah.
it's not only this i`m getting so worked up about.
Think of me for once. As I wait here, in front of a computer screen, dying away inside.
I bet you don't even know how I feel. Oh yeah' I`m in tears by now.
I don't care if anybody else tries to make me smile.
I only want one person.
I am afraid to speak my mind. Very afraid. OKAY SO MY BROWSER IS LAGGING AND IM GOING TO SUBMIT THIS NOW.

in summary:
why won't you call..


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