| Who I Am |
| My name is Shandie Alexandra and I'm an almost-sixteen year old female. I enjoy long walks on the beach and fireside chats. Not really, but it looks good on paper. |
| What I Do |
| My main hobby is making graphics. I wish I could take credit for this layout, but I can't. I spend hours downloading new brushes and testing them out. I also act. I really love acting for the same reason I love writing; I get to be someone else with different experiences. Woohoo. |
| Where I'm At |
| My current location is my bedroom, which is currently located at the far end of the house, which is currently located in the Middle of Nowhere, Texas. I really hate the town I live in, mainly because I'm really not a farm girl at all, unlike my mother. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, so let's all be thankful I prefer oranges. |
| Why I'm So Crazy |
| Psychologists may blame my childhood, my parents may blame each other, and the school may blame the wiring in my brain, but when it comes down to it, I'm crazy because I was born that way. Don't like it? Good for you. Love it? Well that's just super. High five. |
| What I Believe |
| I believe in rainy days and equal rights (for gay people, animals, the handicapped, and for every single individual person). I believe in reincarnation, Santa Claus, and karma. I also believe that no matter what, you should always have someone who you can confide in (pick me! pick me!) |
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| Tuesday, July 18, 2006 |
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So far, my birthday has been quite satisfactory.
At 12:29 AM (that's the exact minute of my birth), I was on the phone with Jon. My mom came in with Brian singing, and then Jon chimed in. It was muy bueno. When I woke up, Mom told me to get dressed so we could go to the store where she gave me sixty bucks for whatever. I only spent twenty on chocolate, a surprise for Jon, annnnnd....
A TAMAGOTCHI!
It's a girl, and I named her Jayna, and don't tell anyone, but I secretly think she's Jon's kid. Frealz. I'm gonna take him to Maury to find out for sure.
After that, we all went out to eat at this really super nice Chinese restaurant. Greatest food ever. |
posted by Rawrasaurus Robot @ 11:25 PM  |
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| Monday, July 17, 2006 |
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Happy Birthday to meeee.
You know what I realllllllly want for my birthday?
An iMac computer with a 60 or 80GB Serial ATA drive and iWorks (srsly, only $27 a month, click the linkkkk).
I also got the best present ever, which was a weekend with Jon(athan). It was seriously one of the best weekends of my life, if not the best in itself. He left me his beanie and necklace in exchange for my bracelet and hair tie.
In other news, the stupid dog chewed through my microphone cord. D; Not bueno. |
posted by Rawrasaurus Robot @ 11:56 PM  |
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| Saturday, July 08, 2006 |
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Back from Fort Worth. Ten days until my birthday. I'm really excited, because I think what I'm going to do is get a bunch of my friends to meet up at some buffet kind of place (maybe Pizza Hut) and then we can all go to a movie together, and then afterwards, Jon and I can go do something like get icecream (at Dairy Queen, ha) or something ridiculous like that.
Woohoo for sixteen. Just two years away from being able to legally kill my children with second hand smoke. |
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| Wednesday, June 28, 2006 |
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So lately I've been writing songs more and more. I wrote one at like, eight this morning. And it's crazy.
In other news, I highly dissuade the drinking of this green tea crap my mom bought. It tastes like grass, and not the yummy kind. Like grass that's been drenched in pesticide. So if you ever visit and I offer you green tea, just say no, because I'm totally pranking you.
In other other news, seriously people, fur is ridiculous and shame on Brian for buying that thing. And so is dissections. And meat eating. And drinking milk. Because milk has pus. http://www.milksucks.com
-Sf |
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| Sunday, June 25, 2006 |
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Wow....so I'm impressed. You should be too.
So I'm nearly a genius. Off by two points. Hold on, MENSA is calling. Kidding. But still. 144 isn't too shabby at all. Woohoo!
I also made a self portrait (of myself).
 That's me. As a potato. You know you're jealous. |
posted by Rawrasaurus Robot @ 11:44 PM  |
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For the past three hours, I've been playing middleman to the most unfortunate break up I've ever witnessed. Mary and Trevor have been together for as long as I can remember. But they just disintegrated. And it was devestating because I'm the girl everyone goes to for advice. I'm the one who deals with everyone's conflicts. And I was the girl who had to witness this poor girl's heart break. But I guess that's what comes with the package. People take my advice seriously and that means a lot to me. They know I give good, honest, advice, and I like knowing that people rely on me. But this was pretty much the worst night ever.
"You're the leaky sink of sentiment/Your the failed attempts I never could forget/ Your the metaphors I can't create to comprehend this curse that I call love/ How will I break the news to you?" ==Motion City Soundtrack, Hold Me Down
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| Friday, June 23, 2006 |
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So I haven't stopped eating since yesterday afternoon. Yummy saturated fat. Saturating in my thighs and tummy. But I don't care cause the world is exploding anyway. It took me a good minute to spell exploding. Phew. Anyways, I just got out of the shower. I know, I know, too much info. But what I'm getting at is that there is nothing better than cranking up the Dresden Dolls while you're taking a shower. Singing along to Girl Anachronism and Half Jack and Coin Operated Boy and Good Day...nothing beats it. So I urge you all to download the songs, memorize them, and then shower with them as soon as possible. That is all. ... ... ... Okay, so you're still here, which means you've figured out that it isn't all. What else is all is that I have serious issues with people suddenly professing their love to me. No, Mother, I'm not talking about Jonathan, so shush. And technically, I can't complain. I asked. But STILL. Not only did the guy (who I've known for a little less than a year) profess his non-platonic love, but he also felt the need to let me know that he's liked me since before we were even talking, and that *I* was one of the reasons he broke up with one of my best friends.
From now on, if I ask anyone if they're in love with me, no matter what, they have to say no. Just because yes complicates things. |
posted by Rawrasaurus Robot @ 6:55 PM  |
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| Thursday, June 22, 2006 |
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Me: Que pasa? Jonathan: Say what? Me: I said, Que pasa? Jonathan: Cheese? You hate cheese.
Oh, silly people. I like Kashi-brand everything. Including these awesome crackers Satan Mother bought me. And the cereal.
BUT WE FORGOT THE POPSCICLES. ):
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Name: Rawrasaurus Robot
Home: Middle of Nowhere, Texas, United States
About Me: I'm a computer artist/ cook / actress / sister / daughter / singer / writer / blogger / lion tamer. End of story.
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