I don't get to see Adreanna much, but when I do, it's wonderful. My aunt, Rhonda, had posted on my facebook wall that she was keeping A.J. today and asked if I wanted to stop by and hang for a while. Naturally, I agreed, and a few hours later, we--my mom, brother, and sister--were in Rhonda's living room. A.J. was, however, hiding in the bedroom down the hallway. Rhonda's son, Jay, goes to stand in the doorway of the bedroom and yells, "Adreanna Jade, un-hide yourself!" It's one of those, 'you just had to be there' moments. Finally, she comes out, and starts beating Jay with a lightsaber. It was hilarious. Well, there's not more to say than...today has been amazing.

What's the difference between a sentbox and an outbox?? Because now I'm thinking some people may get the same message from me more than once....sorry if you do. I'm not exactly good with technology. Obviously...

Eminem: They say music can alter moods and talk to you. Me: Hell yeah it can. I don't what I'd do without my music. Eminem: I'd be a savage beast if I ain't had this outlet to salvage me inside. Me: You're my hero(:

Got to see my little princess today(: She puts me in the best moods! Lol. "Adreanna Jade! Uh-hide yourself!" It's been a good day.

Nothing like staying up until 2:30am watching the Diaz brothers get their gangster swag on.

You didn't come right out and say it, but it was implied. I'm not naive. I may not know a lot about life, but that isn't really your decision to make, now is it? You know my name--not my story.

I give up. I truly am sorry if you post a comment or send a message and I don't reply. I'm too dumb to figure this out...I know how to send the message, but when I press submit, it doesn't show up in my sentbox that I sent it. I don't know what's wrong with it, but it's really starting to piss me off.

HOW THE HELL DO I SEND MESSAGES??? I'm about to have a mental breakdown because I can't figure it out for the life of me. If this was a life or death matter, the entire world would be dead by now. And I can't post comments on my journals either. It's so irritating!! And one more thing....I'm a chick. In case the last journal made you think I am now in a gay relationship--as it did that one user--I'm telling you now that I'm a girl. And I'm straight. Just clearing that up...

Me and my best friend on the beach eating gay bacon... *Some random guy walks up* "Can I have a hug?" Me: YEAH!!! *Hugs random guy* *Later in the day, still on the beach* Friend: Why would you give a hug to a stranger? Me: I didn't know what else to do!! *Two days later, the guys shows up again* Guy: You're a great hugger. Me: Haha. Thanks! Oh the times we have...

Sometimes I feel like the kid with a pink hat. I could use some Fairly Odd Parents.