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oh my gosh, i got a twitter like two days ago and its the besttt thinggg. just sayingg! I LOVE IT. anyway, get one if u don't have one, and if you do, follow me @jillianwilschke #twitterfever

WEEEEEEEKENDDDDDD.

so, its the weekend, and i plan on doing nothing. i'm kind of in quarantine at my house cause of my report card.

ITS THE 13TH OF FRIDAY.

i'm kinda scared cause its friday the 13th. wouldn't it be funny if it was actually a day full of good luck?

5 DAYS TIME.

this week has gone by moderately. there have been faster, but there have been slower weeks. i hope your week was excellent.

POPCORN, MANGO SNAPPLE, HEADPHONES, AND A BRAIN.

i would talk about how much i hate hypocrites, two faced people, and liars, but this entire post would be a lie itself if i said that i hate all those kind of people. Why? Cause everyone has at some point in their lives been a hyprocrite, a two faced person, or a liar, including myself. Yes, i do admit to it. And right now, (as i know you are defending yourself, saying "what is she talking about? I'm the TRUEST human around" Sorry dearie, you are quite false.) You know what, I feel bad putting you down. I would rant about everything on my mind right now, but you might cry and hate me. And i don't like being hated. So anyway, I hope your day was quite pleasant.

1,825 DAYS.

1,825 Days adds to a total of five years.  And in 1,825 days are you really gonna talk to more than half the people in your school life right now? Cause i'm postive you won't. You might stay close with some of the close friends you have right now, and you might stay life long friends, which is good, but lets be serious. There are about 3,000 students in the school, and you definately don't talk to all of them. But the portion that you do know, you are not going to talk to in five years. Let alone for the rest of your high school career probably. So here's the thing- why does any of this matter? I mean like, popularity and fashion and crap. Like, in five years, when you're in college or other life, are you going to look back and think, "Wow, I'm so glad that I was the popularist kid and had the best clothes and the best relationships and that I knew everyone." Or I hope you say and realize how ridiculous you were when you say to yourself, "Wow, I'm so glad that I was mean to that one girl or that one kid because it definately made myself feel better and everyone thought I was cool because I put that kid down and made fun of him." I hope you say that and regret making fun of people. I can't say that I've never made fun of anyone, but I'm just saying that I"ve become more conscious of people and their feelings, and I know what it's like to be treated like crap so I try not to treat other people that way. Making fun of people is going to get you no where. And judging people won't help either. Think before you speak and act, and just have a heart from now on.

BEING USED.

BEING USED IS THE WORST THING EVER. I HATE IT. And I don't mean the whole relationship being used thing, cause even though that sucks, I'm used to that. I mean more like, someone is super nice to you just to steal your homework. And you think you're good friends in the class and all and then you see them in the hallway and they don't even look at you. And it makes you feel like crap. And it makes you realize that everyone in this world is messed up and that living on pluto does not seem like such a bad idea. Treat people the way you wanna be treated? Yeah, my butt.. didn't know that being nice and honest and a good person to people will get you treated like crap instead. And if you don't like me, it's kinda like, just please say it to my face. I hate when people come up to you or talk to you and you cleary know that they hate you but they're just trying to be nice and its like, go away. Lets be honest with eachother cause we both know we would murder eachother if we weren't on school grounds. And i hate the term best friends. Cause it can really make you feel worthless and awful. I can't even put everything into words anymore. I just can't stand people. People make me madder than ever. By the way, today's just a bad day, I'm usually not this distressed and depressed and such, but sometimes you just have to speak the truth or what you think is the truth. I'm going to pluto. I'll bring a sweater and send you a post card.