if we get into some real life fight or shady shit, i delete you instantly. why? because i get sucked into the BS that is a social website. i don’t want to know what you’re doing if we’re not talking. it’s unhealthy! and i feel like a creep. but really because i just don’t want to be a part of someone’s thoughts if we don’t have a friendship/relationship anymore.

so is not communicating with people, but not everyone can come to terms sometimes. that’s life…

i miss liking social websites, but they bore me now… i don’t use facebook, where majority of the people are… my mom is on there, no thanks. i refuse to use it anyway because that website pissed me off. fuck being mad about tagged pictures and hoes, relationship status’s (ahem! lol), nosey nosey BS… i’d rather just not be involved.

i use twitter everyday but it’s docked in my firefox status bar and totally limited – not too much room for being a creep/lurker… i rarely use myspace, and when i do it’s from my phone on the train and it’s usually only for messages… on and off. that saddens me, i loved when myspace ruled the wwworld.

i will now end this pointless rambling, lol.

back in 05/06, some psychoooo was taking my myspace “bio” pics i used to make and turning them into her own…  i dunno what else she made (blogs, myspace accounts, etc)…  but later in life two separate girls actually accused me of not being me, so i don’t know if this girl was making fake accounts or what…  i don’t even have a lot of the stuff she did saved, but i did find this…  lol.  WEIRD.

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iiiiiii was minding my business listening to my “this american life” podcast while coming home tonight, and when i got to main street and started walking up the walk through plaza to my bus stop…  out of the corner of my eye, i see some guy walking with me…  i’m like???  i could kind of make out what he was singing to me…

turns out, after removing an ear bud, that he was singing “loungin” by ll cool j.

lol.

um. hello 1995?

i just looked at him like, wtf?  and his friend just started dying laughing @ him.
and then he ran away from me.

so i was on the train tonight, wishing i could fall asleep on my express ride home… when this big, grease ball of a man was hovering the whole damn back section of the train… mouth open, breathing out of his mouth, taking pictures of people with his cell phone. i actually saw him doing this. i was like ewwwww! and covered my face, so he couldn’t take any of me… the damn weirdo.

so he took the train all the way to main street, and i let him get off and walk in front of me, and he waited on the escalator looking down at everyone and i was so skeeved that i ran up the stairs at full speed to avoid him. i didn’t want him to even lay eyes on me, i wanted to strike him.

yuck, yuck, yuck! i feel bad for the girl that was sitting across from me, because i saw him take 2/3 pics of her. she was getting so pissed off too.

eyeballs!

in case you missed my tweet or don’t use twitter… (get on it bitchezzz – twitter.com/stujessica)
i figured i’d write this story here as well…

when i was six…  my moms ex bf (then just a friend) flew in from ireland and was staying on our pull out sofa bed in the living room.  apparently, he got in very late at night so i didn’t see him until the morning…  when i woke up and ran into the living room to say hi, i found an eyeball on the floor.  yeah, so it was a glass eye but i was too young to know – i didn’t know what to do…  so i just stood there for a minute frozen with fear.  i thought it fell out, lol.

so finally i got up the nerve to move and ran into my moms room flipping shit and was like “OMG kieran’s eye fell out and its on the floor!!!” trying to pull her out of bed…  and then i learned about glass eyes.

okay, while we’re on the topic of eyes…  we’ll move along to another story.

when i started working at cascarino’s in whitestone (italian restaurant/pizza spot) i was working one of the registers near the door, and these construction workers kept coming in and out that were working out front in our little shopping center…  this one dude was wearing this pull over thing that looked like a dryer sheet – you know, those static thingies? WEIRD.  so he kept walking in and out with this huge, dumb smile and i was thinking to myself “oh lordy, you know it’s coming”… lol.

so of course after like 14 trips back and forth, he stops at my register and looks me dead in the face and says “i really love your eyeballs”.  and walks away.

first thing that popped into my head, was an image of my eyeballs in a jar filled with water or some shit sitting on a fireplace mantle.  lol.