i guess this is me

ok. well, if you're reading this: hiii. I guess I might as well tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Jennifer Lauren, and I'll be the first to admit that I never saw myself doing this. I have always looked down on bloggers; seeing them only as lonely ass holes who are so full of themselves to post all of their private thoughts on the internet for the whole freaking world to see. But, becuse my life is so screwed up lately, I thought to myself, "How can I seep to a lower level?" So, here I am, becomeing number fourteen on my "Most Hated Types" list. I'll share that with you, reader, on aonther blog, if you still have an interest in e by that time. Let's see what else.. I guess I can seem like a bitch right now, but you have got to know that as a blogger I am letting all out right now, so I can do however I please.
WEll, that explains why I'm writing this blog, but I have a hunch you want more dirt on my life. Well, I'm not gonna tell you where I live or what I do for a living, but I will tell you that I am a student (( in college? high school? middle school? ooh- am I a teacher? hahah )) and am busting my ass off in school. I have a lot of friends, but only a few close ones that I consider the bestest people in the world. Now, I might bring up their shitty problems that I have no clue how to heelp them with on here, but I hope that you would be patient.
Ummm... for my last birthday, my friends took me out to dinner and a movie and a sleepover at one of theirs houses becuase my mom, although deemed the 'sweetest' and 'coolest' mom is currently haveing her mid- life crisi and wants to bulldoze our house and build a mansion in its place. But my sisters were there, and that's all that mattered to me.
Speaking of my sisters, you mess with them and I will make your life a living hell. I hate fake people, poeple who are mean to animals, clowns, spiders, and anything that I could describe as stumpy or an ass. There was this one punk, Noel or something, that came to this dinner that was supposed to be for my friend, Carla (( not a sister, but pretty close :)) It was a going away dinner becuase she was moving to Canada, and these three freshmen show up and are like, " Eyy!" So anyways, we are at the restaurant, and I'm stuck sitting next to this punk. And he's dropping the "f" bomb while the table next to us is celbrating a fifthith birthday party! My other firend was like, " Dude! You need to shut it!" And he laughed. That little ass hole. I could live my life never seeing him again and be happy.
Well, I guesss thats all for today.. or right now at least. If you read this, which i don't think anyone will, but hey, that's cool too, maybe this changed you somehow. I don't know how it would or anything, and if it did, I would consider you a little off as well, but I'm glad a made a differnce today.