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Rachel
| Main blog: | Chikiness | | Age: | 108 | | Birthday: | May 3rd 1900 | | Gender: | Female | | Occupation: | Happily unemployed | | Education: | High school | | Religion: | Scientology | | Service Attendance: | Never | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States, Illinois, Naperville |
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| Body Size: | Average | | Height: | 5' 6" (168 cm) | | Eyes: | Hazel Green | | Vision: | No assisted eyewear | | Hair Color: | Blonde | | Hair Style: | Curly - Short | | Facial Hair: | None | | Skin Tone: | Fair | | Best Feature: | Hair | | Clothing Pref.: | No Preference | | Undies: | Thong | | Tattoo Info: | army brat tattoo on my left hip :] | | Piercing Info: | 9 in ears. two are 14 guage.
and nose
and eyebrow ( which may be leaving) | | More Details: | :O what else do you want to know? o_Ol; |
| Relationship Status: | Married | | Family Info: | o_o mom, dad, brother, sister ;o bitches.
husband :] | | Sexual Preference: | Really Straight | | Astrological Sign: | Taurus (April 20 - May 20) | | Existing as: | Angel- two wings | | Smoking: | Daily | | Liquor: | Social drinker. One or two | | Exercise: | Regularly | | Your Home: | Live with pets | | Biography/About: | about me... aww, alright, i guess you can simply descrbe me as... uh. Im a little spoiled blonde brat, with a rich dad, and i get pratically everything i want. No thats not as deep as i go, but thats all i care to let you know. :) read my blog to find out more about me!! | | Likes: | husband | | Dislikes: | o_o, i dont like gay people, or coconuts, or rootbeer, or BBQ, or aliens... and then theres alot more @_@ | | Interests: | Icecream |
| People/Heroes: | i dont nor ever have one. | | Books: | Just Ella. Harry Potter | | Authors: | none :/ | | Music Genres: | classic rock and techno | | Bands/Artists: | The Doors, Led Zeppelin, most DDR Music, Black Sabbath, Backstreet Boys, Savage Garden, AC/Dc, BOC | | Albums/CDs: | SHUT UP. | | Songs: | Favorite song is Love me two times by The Doors | | TV Shows: | That 70 show My Name Is Earl The Girls Next Door | | Movies: | Pitch Black | | Actors: | i really dont think i have one. o-o | | Games: | Final Fantasys, and DDR | | Sports: | Swimming, Softball | | Colors: | Black, Gray, Pink, White | | Pets/Animals: | Kitties and Bunnies! | | Cars/Motorcyles: | Harley, WCC, and Mustangs :D! | | Season: | Spring | | Food: | Tacos and Ice Cream | | Drink: | Pink Lemonaid | | Quotes: | " I am the prince of all saiyans once again!" - Vegeta, DBZ |
:D
got my house but i dont get a bed.
cool :]
throat.
this happens when i get stressed.
my throat swells up and it becomes painful for me. but whatever i know ill be fine. i have my drivers test tomorrow and i just have to think of all the reasons i need it. in almost three months my dad will be comming home for his vacation.
hope hes okay to play at the beach and with liam.
craig has his night jumps today and for some reason i think thats freaked me out a little all day. maybe thate because thats the only one that would really scare me. i just want a cigarette. a long drive. a beer. something.
i want to finally fucking relax. i just...
real.
its hard to believe that my dad would get hurt in iraq. i mean, yeah it really isnt considering where he is. but still..
hes always.. been the guy who ran out infront of everybody. the guy who was left, and sent everybody home. that army guy you see being the last to get on any plane going any way. it just..
makes me scared...
if people like my dad are getting hurt in this war.. what can we fucking expect..
i love my soldiers.. every fucking one of them. even if all i have to show for it is a tattoo on my arm.
fucking a.
im going to fail my drivers test. this all came at a bad...
screw it.
how about this. ill put about as much enthusiam into our relationship as you do. and you see how it fucking feels.
you see how it feels to stare at a blank phone all the fucking time. to see how it feels when nobody picks up. when nobody texts back. when you have no clue whats going on.
but then again, you can walk around all day witout even caring about any of that so i dont see why it would bother you if i started to act how you did.
you would prolly feel better, since you dont have a wife who dies everyday until she talks to you?
would that make you feel better?
because...
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