You can take the kid out of the fight but you cant take the fight out of the kid
This is just the best thing ever. Hello Fellow humans, my name's Jalyn (Jay-Lin). I'm 14 years old, and I'm scared of growing up. I am fairly bad at these "about me's" so I'll try to get straight to the point and keep the rambling to a minimum.
I live my life in music and books, and I'm stuck in the awkward part in my life where if I don't grow up I'll get screwed over, but if I do "grown up" things such as getting a boyfriend, or express my very grown up views, I'll get judged. So... Yeah, it sucks.
Im an atheist, and I don't ever want kids. Ever.
I'm a proud Gryffindor, a daring dauntless with erudite and candor qualities, and most of all I'm Jalyn.
As I look back on what I've written this far, I think I'm on the verge of rambling! So I'll stop here and give you the chance to get on with your life.
Pro-Animals, Hate People.
[+] Panic! At the Disco, Queen, Linkin Park, Aerosmith, Evanescence, Sock Monkeys, Stephen King, Children of the Corn, Harry Potter, The Hunger Games, The Mortal Instruments, Divergent, Volts Wagons, Sweats, Hoodies&Sweatshirts, Sneakers, Death of the Family, DC, Marvel, Greek Mythology, Ancient Egypt, Cleopatra, Ancient China, Mulan, Milk Chocolate, Hockey, FAIRY TAIL, Freaks and Geeks, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, The Big Bang Theory, Lost, The Office, SNL, American Dad!, Avatar-The Last Airbender, Adventure Time, Putting Mustaches on posters, the list could go on.
[-] High heels, The Color Pink, Modern Cars, Paradoxes, School, When people leave their trash on random shelves in stores instead of finding a trash can, my own laziness, Dinosaur movies, Alien movies, Not being able to fall asleep (every night), mornings, sunlight, saying I'm gonna do something then either forgetting or flaking out.
So I've come to the realization that we all go through those really embarrassing fazes that just make us do this full-body cringe and we all seem to think that we're in our prime right now and we're done with our fazes when the truth of the matter is that we could be right in the middle of a horrifying faze right now and not even know it.
Do you ever have those really productive nights where you suddenly need to clean the entire house, read a couple books, re-paint your nails, try on all the clothes in your closet, maybe experiment with some makeup, write a novel, have a pretend argument with your arsehole teacher, smell all of your perfumes and try not to get confused with all the scents, read another couple books, and go visit a website you haven't gone on in months? Yeah, I should probably be sleeping right now.
Okay, when I say that I don't mind facial hair, that doesn't mean that I don't mind that creepy facial hair that reminds me of middle school boys who just had begun growing facial hair so they never shave and it makes them look like an 11 year old rapist. Because that facial hair, I do mind. Now go shave.
Things that get me angry: 1/1000 My friend is stuck nearly failing a class that is normally her best subject because she has an incompetant teacher. To avoid ruining her GPA, she tries to get a schedule change to get out of said teacher's class. They refuse her because it's "not a serious enough reason" and then hold her responsible for doing poorly even though she's doing everything she can. This happens way too often.
I'm getting kinda sick of people complaining and wanting the "old Witty" again. Because to be honest, the old Witty wasn't perfect. It was far from it. Sure, it had more users and not as many people had tumblr quotes, but let's not focus on that for a second. The old Witty wasn't nearly as pleasant as it is now. There were more people, which resulted in more problems. More bullies. More disrespectful bratty teenagers. You wanna know what happened if you posted one thing that someone didnt like? Even if it was a joke? People latched onto you and wouldn't let it go for anything. But of course, no one considered that inappropriate because tons of people did it. It was totally normal to be rude and just plain mean. It wasn't a family. What we have now, while not as large as a community, is more of a family than Witty had ever had.