I danced with my mobile phone on your car because Big Bird said to and he's my leader. ^_^
Start a new post and in this one, I want you to follow the directions below. This is just one of those fun, kind of dumb things I found on Facebook. But it was fun and I thought you might get a little chuckle out of it too!
Pick the month you were born:
March--------I karate chopped
May----------I jumped on
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over
Pick the day (number) you were born on:
7-------my mobile phone
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
11-------my science teacher
14-------a stuffed animal
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
25-------a football player
30-------a homeless guy
What is the last number of the year you were born:
1--------- In my car
2 --------- On your car
3 ----------- In a hole
4 ----------- Under your bed
5 ----------- Riding a Motorcycle
6 --------- sliding down a hill
7 --------- in an elevator
8---------- at the dinner=2 0table
9 -------- In line at the bank
0 -------- in your bathroom
Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White---------because I'm cool like that.
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want.
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars.
Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!
Write down the sentence you made. Now, copy this entire thing, and go to your blog and post the instructions and your answer into it! I can't wait to see what you get stuck with...
Friday, March 13, 2009
My plans for Spring Break consist of being lazy, chillaxing, and hanging two of my best friends. We are going to watch scary movies, have fun, and eat Mexican food!!! I just recently started hanging out with Samantha and Jodeci, and they are awesome. I have called them my best friends before, but that was way before I knew we had so much in common. :) So therefore, they are going to be staying basically the whole week with me at my real mom's hosue. I know I'm going to have fun, and I hope you do to. :)
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Is there even such thing as love?? I mean really. I have never believed in love. And i certainly don't believe in it now. Especially when your boyfriend tells you all the time how much he misses you even though he just left you. He loves you, even though you tell him your not ready, and even when you tell him you don't believe in love.... And then one day he tells you that he loves you, and then 5 minutes later he tells you that he's confused because he doesn't know if he should be with his girlfriend or not. Is that even possible?? To tell somebody that you love them A LOT, and then turn on them and tell them that??? But anyways, that is my situation. He tells me that he loves me all the time, and that he has liked me since he saw me (which was in the summer and we didn't start going out until December.) And last night, *2-2-09* we broke up, and today *2-3-09* he is still telling me that he cares for me. I just told him that was hard to believe. And he is mostly saying that he still loves me because none of my friends want to get with him, and he knows that I already have somebody. Which is really funny, he shouldn't have broken up with me, because I really don't know need that kind of stress in my life. He is just a little immature, piece of chicken s**t.... and he doesn't know what the HECK he wants. But it doesn't matter to me, because I have definitely moved on. And I am happy with my new boyfriend/fiance. :) And I am proud to say that I am the new, and improved Jessica Frost <3
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Well, first I would like to start off with telling you my name. My name is Molly, I am owned by a simple-minded, teenager named Jessica. She has owned me for a couple of years now, since she was in elementary school. When she took me in, I was a lost dog in dire need of a home. The dog catchers just seemed to love catching me and putting me behind lock and key. But, I was a sneaky little dog. I escaped many times, and then got caught and got put right back in the "pen." I had been sneaky one to many times, so they decided to put me in the worst place ever....the cat pound!! I was terrified, not for myself, but for those poor, defenseless, little, cats that I would be chasing around all day. But come to find out, I ended up sneaking out of there to. I guess you could say that trouble follows me around everywhere I go. And they got so tired of me slipping through the bars and running away, that they were going to.... you know, put me away FOREVER! That's horrible to think about, but it's true. Right when I started writing my goodbye's to all my fellow pooches, a tall, old, man walked through the doors and saved my life, literally. He asked if there were any small dogs available to be taken home for his daughter's birthday. The dog watcher replied with a simple nod, and gestured my dad over to me, and the other dogs that were in trouble as well as I was. He carefully looked every dog up and down wandering which would be the best companion for his little girl. I was waiting nervously for him to look me over, and finally it was my turn to turn on the charm. As soon as he reached my jail cell, I opened my eyes wide with potential and complete sadness all at the same time. I wagged my little tail in excitement and licked his hands until they dripped with drool. He shook his hand getting the dog slobber off with a disgusted look on his face. I thought I had just ruined my chances of being saved, but I thought wrong. When the dog watcher asked what he wanted, the old man simply pointed in my direction. It was a wonderful moment. It was like everything horrible had been lifted off my shoulders. I was so happy, that I was jumping up and down with glee. The old man and the dog watcher didn't know what to think when they saw me in a "happy" mood. But, that didn't stop them from the adoption process. After a couple of minutes of filling out papers and signing his name, the little old man happily scooped me up in his muscular arms and said, "Welcome home buddy." I was the happiest dog in the world at that very moment. That's what I thought anyways. As soon as we pulled into the driveway of a 2 story yellow house, I felt right at home. Huge yard, lots of grass, summertime, and come to find out, there were even a few kids to make me feel right at home. But the best thing about that day was finding out who my owner was. She was 9 years old, and she was full of energy. That's what I liked the most. All that energy being put towards running around the yard, and playing tug-of-war, all sorts of games just gave me the chills thinking about it. She was one of the sweetest girls that a dog could ever have, and be owned by. She played with me all the time, and I slept in her room. She even let me sleep on her bed. She was a great owner. And I will never be able to repay her for how much she has done for me. She saved my life and gave me a great one to. That is the best memory of my whole entire life. And I know that there are are to come.
Friday, November 7, 2008
In one of my past blogs, I wrote some horrible things about my real mom, Norma. Which at that time, I thought were true, but they are not. All the lies that Carolyn, my adopted mom, told me were so twisted and uncalled for that it made me wonder what else she has lied to me about. Carolyn said that my mom never tried to visit me on my birthdays or even the other holidays. But the truth is that she had tried to visit us, but Carolyn wouldn't let her see us because she thought that she would just mess up our lives. That was the wrong move. I had never seen, or heard of my mom until I was 13 because Carolyn said that she had died in a car wreck. When I was about to turn 14, Johnathan, my brother, came home and told me that our mom was still alive. I was surprised and I didn't know what to say. I asked Carolyn if she was really dead, and she said that she had really survived. And that's when I started asking questions and wandering who I really was. When Carolyn finally told me that I was half Mexican, I was happy. I wasn't just a normal child. I had something different about me. Ever since then, I have had some questions about who I really was, and what really happened. But now that I actually get to go to her house and call her mom, Carolyn is really trying to mess that up for Johnathan and I, especially me. Since Johnathan is almost 18 (only 2 more months), she really tries to stop me from seeing her. But, the thing is, she doesn't know that my mom is hiring a lawyer to help us out. Soon enough I will be a happy, MEXICAN teenager. :)
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Should the school ban Halloween costumes, or are they making too big a deal? The school shouldn't ban Halloween costumes because of one student's mistake. They are definitely making it a big deal. Halloween is THE holiday where you are supposed to make scary, and sometimes ridiculous costumes. That is all part of the custom. Now, I can see where the Nazi costume is offensive. Some people could religiously get offended by the costume. But, that is where freedom of speech takes place. You are supposed to be able to speak your mind freely without the thought of being punished. Therefore, you shouldn't punish people for their rights.
Monday, October 27, 2008
The advantages of being invisible is that you can escape from the tortuous world around you. We would be able to leave when we get embarassed at school, or when our parents are yelling at us. I would rather be able to turn my invisibility powers on and off, (like Violet off of the Incredibles) that way I can still be seen, and I could still interact with others. When I feel like running away, I could just turn invisible and calm down, or even get revenge. When my parents are putting me down, or making fun of me and my brother, I could go invisible and seek revenge. I could move things around and scare them to death. That would be the best gift ever. Of course, I wouldn't tell anyone because what would be the fun of that? I wouldn't be able to scare them, or help them out without them knowing. Those are the advantages of this incredible power. The disadvantages would be my parents finding out, and getting into some serious trouble. I would eventually have to face the consequences. If they found out anyways. Other than that, I would absolutely LOVE to have this power. =]