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I just ate a bunch of chips, cake, soda (yes I eat soda) and what not. I've obtained that disgusting, lazy feeling that makes you feel you're the reason for the obesity rate. But it's okay, I'm going to head to weight training 101 in a bit so no worries.

Ever had one of those days when you feel like blogging but you have nothing to blog because you are so absolutely lame and don't feel like stating anything and of course anything you do say when you're in this mood sounds completely idiotic and none of your words come together properly and your grammar seems to fall apart.

Pretty much how i just sounded in that long sentence that is probably missing a lot of punctuations but rereading is for losers!~.

Those bags of Doritos and Fritos look mighty delicious, but I will greatly regret it when I'm running in weight training. Blahhhh

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So I attended the Katy Perry concert, might i just say, her music is horrible but she is by far incredibly adorable.

The plot of this story is i witnessed a 51 year old man jamming out to katy perry. He knew every song, every word. It was quite the sight, so much i took a picture of it on my phone. Now I would share this picture with you except my phone is not capable of sending pictures to the internet. Of course after the show I had to shake his hand and let him know he's awesome in his own creepy katy-perry-stalker way. He seemed to take this as a pick up line, so of course i was getting unwanted sexual vibes from him in every direction. But I am Jeanne; therefore, i accept the fact that he is a creepy katy-perry-51-year-old-stalker and from that you can expect unwanted sexual vibes. So i once again congralated him on individualism and we ended our meet with

Him: "You're an awesome girl! See you in the next life!"
Me: "Definately, as kitty cats!" (I said this because Katy Perry loves kitty cats)
Him: "Haha, hey... Chapstick..." (katy parry also likes chapsticks)
Me: "Cherry!" (Katy perry specifically likes cherry chapsticks)
Laughter from the both of us
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It took me almost seven of those comics to realize the boy on the stick is not an incomplete monkey.

First blog to say what resembles what.

Speaking with a friend of mine, she explained how she found a woman that looks like her. I think rare occasions like these happen.. well rarely; thus, should be celebrated. In honor, i've decided to post the pictures and hear the thoughts (or criticism).




I thought of using those two pictures because ironically they were in similar situations.

I have never came across anyone that has looked like me (if i did i would probably beg for crazy sex with them as i do every day in my bathroom mirror)
BUT! i have found someone with the same body as me. link -> http://th08.deviantart.com/fs37/300W/f/2008/287/5/7/577bb28319e30b69f7c91b3db122cc47.jpg

minus the tattoos.

I was arguing with my friend on if cookie crisp > frosted flakes or vice versa. You can clearly taste the sugar in ff and hell who doesn't look forward to a bowl of that in the morning; helps you wake up and starts your day GREEEEEEEAT! But cc has more crunch, doesn't leave that disgusting soggy sugar at the bottom of your milk, has chocalate bites and the sugar doesn't sink all the way to the bottom of the cereal box so every taste is as great as the first.
Over analyzing this I realized it was clearly a dog vs. cat battle. I am totally a dog person, with understandings that cats can be cute and cuddly, but by all means dogs are better :D. Silly, childish argument to get into and the conclusion is... Dogs rule and cats droooool

;Thus, cookie crisp FTW!!