» My Arch-nemesis

My Bitch of a Dorm-mate....
I have learned to despise her with every fiber of my being. She always has to find some way of proving that she is somehow better than me.
While I'm sleeping in late, she's up early, putting on makeup and making sure she looks nic(er than me). While I usually just roll out of bed and go to class in my jammies, shes wearing a stylish outfit that everybody just loves to compliment her on.
She always gets higher grades than me in classes ( we have the same major, and therefore have many of the same classes), the teachers love her and love talking to her, while I just sit there and try to fade into the chair so as not to be called upon.
While I have this mop of brown and pink hair, she managed to be born with perfect red hair, and she just loves to flaunt it. She literally oozes sexuality from every pore of her being, while I make half hearted attempts at flirting with the boy who sits next to me in Sociology.
Hell, even my friends think she is more fun than I am! They always want to come over and chat with her, see what new cause she is behind, etc. I just sit there and play video games on my Xbox(Left 4 Dead 2 WINS!)
Her parents always call her their angel, because she goes home all time to help her elderly grandparents. Mine usually complain about how much money I cost them because I had to drop a class and take another one over the summer(at increased rates).
And it's the worst when I go to eat at our dorm cafeteria. While I'm sitting there chowing down on my chicken alfredo with Mt. Dew, she's delicately eating her tofu stir fry and vegetarian friendly salad(with water to drink, of course).
Somehow, she has managed to make herself better than me at everything I set out to do.
And to make things even worse, I have to put up with her even when I go home, because she and I are one in the same.
(Sat 1st May 2010, 8:23, More)

» My most treasured possession

The one thing I treasure above all else
would have to be my blankie.
I'm 19, and have had this thing since day one.
I even brought it with me to finals before coming home from college.
It's been with me through everything. In fact, I have it here with me now.
So if my house catches fire, I'm ready to run for the hills.
(Sun 11th May 2008, 2:47, More)

» Accidental innuendo

College, good times.
While I was in my freshman year of college, I was subjected to some of the worst food ever concocted by humanity. It was within our University cafeteria, and since I had no money that week, I was forced to go there with some of my friends. Just before we left, one of them, J, decided to 'liberate' the oatmeal packets that are one of the few edible things there.
Now, I hate oatmeal, and while we were walking to our dorm, I commented on that.
Key:"I hate Oatmeal. I don't know how you can eat it J"
J: "It's yummy! Why do you have it so much, you ever eat it before?"
Key: "No, but I can't stand to look at it."
Around this time, a few of my other friends were a good couple paces ahead of us, so we were kinda loud. This is when J stated the immortal line to me, and will never be forgotten by everyone else:
"Don't look at it Key, just put it in your mouth!"
Lets just say that we have yet to stop laughing at that comment.

Length? I wouldn't know, I never looked at it!
(Fri 13th Jun 2008, 0:00, More)

» I Quit!

I [plan to] quit!
I just started my summer job as a cashier at a local grocery store.Already, I'm trying to find another job. Oh, it's not the crazy old people who demand I show them every item that rang up just so they aren't .00001 over the amount they expected to pay, or the people who lecture me on working there when I should "be going to college" (even though I am and need money for books), or the people who pay for their food with food stamps yet dress better than me or many of my non-stamp using friends. It's the fact that they believe you should do nothing but work for them even on every holiday, the huge amounts of money they take out for the union which I receive no benefits from, and the crazy co-workers who stare at me because I have red hair.

This is why I want to quit, but can't until I can line up a new job. Heres hoping...

*Note the sarcasm throughout this post btw*
(Sat 24th May 2008, 20:39, More)

» Kids

My baby story
My mom loved children and wanted one for many years. Lo and Behold, she became pregnant with yours truly, and 9 months later, little Keylynn came into this world.
According to mom, I was a good child, until I hit two years of age. I then proceeded to bite my mother every chance I got. Hard.
I was literally an ankle biter! But only with my mom.
One day I bit her over the edge. After sinking my little teeth into her, she got fed up and just smacked me on my diaper covered bottom . I crawled off and never bit her again.
(Fri 18th Apr 2008, 5:53, More)