weird teen

[mackenzie is flyy x]

okayy. now who ever ssaid the wierdness stopped when you were a child? i think not! were all weird in our own weird little way. i'll start

i say random things all the time. like i'll be talking sbout one thing and then start on a completely different subject.

i laugh really hard when its quiet because i think silence is funny.

i sleep with a night light still because im afraid of the dark. [dont make fun of me!]

when im in my room i stare in the mirror and strike poses.

when im in the car & the radio is on i look in the mirror becaus ei like to see what i look like when i sing.

i give random names to all of my friends. [ex. spicy taco, bagelicious, humphry, steve[theres two steves], sugar pie, carlyle, brookie my cookie.]

i stare at my yearbook from last year and look at peoples pictures. like for hours. its sad.

i know the names of every single person in my grade. even if weve never met.

i break out in the soulja boy dance every 5 minutes.

i obsess over harry potter like its the last time i'll ever see it. ive seen the movies so many times its actually sad.

i correct people when they talk. like if they emphasize the word in a wrong place i get really agitated. my mom thinks i have OCD.

i love listening to oldies music. my mom thinks that my dad has me brainwashed. its sad, some of the songs i know that are like a bagillion years old.

when im bored i eat. i completely pig out.

i cry about how i might never see my friends after high school. let me remind you that im only in 8th grade.

i worry about wether or not i'll ever get married or have a date to the prom.

whenever i sign up to try out for something, the night before tryouts i break down in tears about how i dont want to do it. and then i have the time of my life doing it.

i could come up with wayyy more but i'd like to see what other people have

[hisamantha]

haha, i never thought of that. the weirdnes didn't stop when we
grew up. but i was just saying little kids are usually stupid and
even weirder. but haha. here i go.

i'm very... i don't know how to describe it, but particular, i guess. if you borrow one of my colored pencils, it has to be put back in the EXACT place it was in. i like them in rainbow order. it's easier to find the color i want.

i start cracking up out of no where, because of something that happened litterally years ago.

when i don't know what to say on the phone, i scream bang really loud and insist there must be a shoot out nearby.

sometimes when my friends and i prank call people, we forget to put *67.

i can be fine one second, and crying the next. don't ask why. i don't know. i'm... emotional.

i can't sleep facing the window. i'm afraid someone will come in through it, even though i'm on the second floor.

even when i'm home alone and will be for a while, i still shut and lock the door when i'm taking a shower or going to the bathroom.

i, too, am still afraid of the dark. not really the dark, but what could be in it. and no, not monsters. i'm not that weird. i only hate the dark when i'm alone.

i don't walk in the hallways, no walking is for normal people. i skip.

i'd rather carry my binders in my hands then putting it in my bookbag. i have no idea why.

sometimes, i'll be thinking about something and think that i said it out loud. so if i'm thinking about how this girl was mean to me, i'll be like "can you believe she did that?" and the other person is like "what are you talking about?" but then i realize, i didn't really say it.

sometimes when i answer the phone, i think i said hello already, but i didn't so the person continues to be like "Are you there?" and then I'm like "Yeah, I said hello!" and they're just like "no, you didn't.."

Somtimes I think back to the way I've changed since fifth grade and I'll cry because I hate the way I've changed. But then after I'm done crying, I do nothing about it. I continue being the way I am. Middle school changes a person.

I miss seventh grade, and now I have a class in the seventh grade building. Everytime I go in there, I remember everything that ever happened. I'll be like "Oh my god, myex'snamehere kissed me by this water fountain." or "Do you remember when someone stuck a tampon in the water fountain?" or other stupid, pointles stuff.

I will sing five seconds of one song, a few of another, and then another, then another, then I go back to where I left off in the first one.

I won't eat in front of people. I have no idea why. I mean, I have a small apetite so it's not like I'm worried about being a pig. I really can't even fit a lot in my stomach, it's small. I've been told that by my doctor before. But I just feel uncomfortable eating in front of people. I have not a clue why.

When my ex calls me, I always answer on the fourth ring to make it seem like I was busy, when really he had told me he was going to call and I was waiting for him to.

When I go up to a friend, I walk up to them and then jump really hard in front of them then scream "HEY" extremely loud.

If I had a dream that someone was really bxtchy to me or something and I'm crying in my dream, I'll wake up thinking it was real and ignore the person. And they're like "What did I do?" and I'm like "Hello, how can you forget? You ________" and say the whole thing that happened in my dream. Then they explain to me that it must have been a dream, because I didn't even see them the day before, or we didn't go to that place, or it just isn't realistic. Lol.

I can't think of anything else. I'll modify when I can.

[ashleyxo]

no one is probabbly going to read this but im filling it out anyway

still afraid of the dark. Sometimes i even sleep with the my covers over my head...cause its...safer?

its takes me forever to brush my teeth. I have to like, get every spot in my mouth

i have no motivation to do anything. Ill be sitting at my computer on buddy4u and be like "i should study for nosb" but i dont. Then ill be like "ASHLEY GO STUDY YOU NEED TO STUDY" but i never do

i talk to myself a lot

i have this weird condition where i pull out my hair. My mom always yells at me about it lol

i bite my nails and while im doing it ill be like "stop biting your nails ashley" but i dont stop

i hate when guys put their hand on ur theigh. When they do i like, flinch and theyre like wtf. I dont like people touching me lol

i love taking pictures of myself. You should see my photobucket and myspaace accounts. Its weird though cause i have such low self esteem. Idk. Its more of just taking pics. I wanna be a photographer. Actually idk.

[Christy]

Me and my friends are whacked up.

It worries me.

Okay, so here it goes..

I have tiny little cases of OCD I guess. If theres some sort of button, switch, toggle, handle, notch, whateverrr.. I NEED to touch the whole thing. If i just touch part of it to like "open" something, and take my hand away, I can't walk away without touching the whole thing. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY.

I trail my letters when I'm talking on aim alotttttt. I hate how it looks SO much. I just can't stop though.

Me and my friends barely call each other by name. It's always something stupid like "Sexy Kidney Monster Mc Blah Blah Something" It makes no sense. Haha.

Half of my friends are from our rival schools. Such a team player, I am.

At the end of the school day me and my friends Jimmy and Alexa take scrabble pieces and spell this random dirty stuff and take pictures. We are so dumb.

If you touch my calves or hold onto them when I'm getting up off the ground I will get sooo pissed off. It's crazy, like, all the sudden I'll just freak out and go "LEEEEEET GO OF MY CALVES GRRGRRRRGRRR!" It's a fetish..

When I talked to the guys in my class I never leave direct eye contact. I'M OBSESSED WITH EYES. All of their eyes amaze me. Eyes in general amaze me.

I hate guys with short-practically-bald hair.
End of story.

When someone asks me a question I'll start talking about something else and answer them about 5 minutes later.

Usually when someone asks me something I won't understand what they say until 5 seconds after a say "What?" and then I answer the question before they repeat. Haha, it's kinda cool.

I FREAK OUT WHEN DEJA VU HAPPENS. I WILL MAUL YOU WITH "OMG'S" No idea why..

I have never once used any brush other than my own. I'll rip your head off if you touch my brush.

I'm not gunna lie, I have a REALLY good photographic memory. So, if someone says someone's name I knew from a long time ago I'll just blurt out something like, "IT WAS SNOWING, AND GARRET WAS WEARING A BLUE SHIRT HOLDING A TICKLE ME ELMO"

I hate when people wear bright-multicolored eyeshadow, yet I wear bright green and blue eyeshadow.. talk about hypocrite..