Mmmm, trademarks ;)

I love tattoo's and piercings. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE them. They're the best. And hair!... OMG, the second best. I am a dare-devil. Never been one to say no to something crazy. Sooo, I am going to try new things with my hair :) . Ahhh, I love it ! Awesome.

I want a side piece on my right rib cage.
I want sleeves. If not both, my whole left arm.
I want something on my lower back, considering a back piece.
I want one on my wrist, below my palm.
I want one on my inner bottom lip.
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I want more piercings.
* already have reg. ears, naval, tongue
I want my tragus pierced.
I want an industrial bar.
I want my second holes pierced.
I want my nose, like a bull =P .
I want my eye brow done.
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And my HAIR, my security blanket, awwww.
What to do with it. It's lengthy down my back to my tailbone, brown with long layers and two blonde peek-a-boos behind my ears. I wanna try something new. New color, new layers, new cut, SAME length. I cannot cut it off yet, that's a BIG no-no. But I NEED something different. HELP WANTED =] !

I want a lot =] if you couldn't tell. And I will get them, maybe not ALL, but majority :) . And I will do something new with my hair, but I need ideas.

My grama's gonna KILL me. Oh well, I'll always be her lovely little love ;) . I'm excited !!! THESE ARE THE BEST! Life's memories on my body, just great. I cannot wait!

Dress = STRESS

Here's the deal.

Saturday, we go into the dress shop and they STILL have dresses from prom time last year. None of the dresses on the wall catch my eye, NONE of them are attractive. Well DUH, because I saw them all 6 months ago; BORING! The lady that is ALWAYS working remembers me because I've been a customer for the longest time. She told me that a new shipment of 30 - 40 dresses will be in on Tuesday. So I told her I'd come back.

I went back Tuesday at 2:00, like she said, and... NADA! Nothing arrived because the UPS truck broke down and the FedEX truck was running late, so I was like FML! She said to come back Wednesday and the shipments will have arrived.

So we go back today, and... 6 dresses ! ARE YOU FCKING KIDDING ME?! You said 30 - 40, not SIX! And two of them were SHORT dresses, which I DO NOT want. So basically, FOUR! And they were hideous. Well cute, but not my style, whatsoever. She said the final shipment should be coming in later today, so I said I'd call to check in. I call at 5 o'clock and NOPE, the shipment is STILL not in. Uhhh, straight FML! So I gave her my number so she can call me when they finally DO arrive.

I'm picky when it comes to dresses. And for this occasion, I want a long gown. It's not her fault, but she shouldn't tell me the shipment will be in when she's not 100% sure. And UPS/FedEX need to get on top of their game. My point is, I loathe the fact that I'm always on top of my game and stick to my word. I always follow through, always. You can count on me, I'm dependable. Why do other people make that such a difficult thing to be?

ANYWHO: I had an alternative... I went to a bridal shop and found an amazing dress :) I think I like it. We'll see what happens!

Homecoming dress shopping = STRESS!

But I couldn't be happier that I made Homecoming Court =D !

LESSON LEARNED: Do NOT make one thing/person you're priority, because there are PLENTY of more options. And, the only person you can depend on is yourself, especially if you're trying to make important/special things happen.

Life, unwritten.

Every morning I awake from my sleep, and arise out of my bed just anxious to unravel my future, because I'm addicted to this precious thing called life. Life is unwritten, and I love knowing I am the author to my OWN story.

Life is unsxplainable, honsetly. I've taken advantage of every opportunity that has came my way and somehow, it comes back as something positive. Life is great; I could not ask for anything better ... God is good to me!
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It's been a COO minute since I've visted my blog. A goal on my calendar is to blog more, keep it updated :) . But anyways, here are some things to note:

- SR. yr is the best, yet =D
- I LOVE being a schoolgirl, bookworm, nerd, etc...
- The busy life is for me
- making new friends brightens my life, broadens my horizon
- LC and Brit are thee best - flyChicks♥
- made Homceoming Court ... awaiting the results on oct.10 at the Homecoming game
- still SINGLE and strong; holdin' it down for MYSELF.

This is the way life should be. Friends, fortune and fun. I go to school to get an education; that is my serious time. My weekend memories are my motivation to continue living this life, because this is what I've strived for for SO long. I continue to break the stereotype I am always put in to, and that's how I like it ;) .

P.S. - Family and friends are the best support team... EVER!

P.S. #2 - Life is the shot we have to make things happen... Let's get it.

Two became 1, divided.

08/12/08 ?
today is 08/12/09 ...
the difference? One year.

Today would be one year for Andrew and I. I am hurting internally because we didnt reach an official year, but externally I refuse to show it because I'm not one to frown about what did not happen. I'm so blessed to have had him, and am truly grateful that I've had his love, and always will. In this lifetime one thing is true, i was, and forever will be, loved by him; and nothing can alter that. We are one of many definitions of love and I truly believe that, as well as anyone who has witnessed our relationship. I love him unconditionally, and I always will... but things and people change along with the seasons and though we are no longer together, I will always feel the same about him. No one can ever doubt that; we're solid.
And I promise you that, Andrew ;) . I love you.

Love, Miss ACQ

Long time, no blog.

so it's been a while, and A LOT has happened; too much to sum up, but here are the important things to note:

- imma successful senior with my head on straight
- i finished ALL of my AP summer work and did well on the tests
- i love my schedule :)
- i went to cheer camp; got burnt BAD, super bad .
- had journalism BBQ
- and things couldnt be any better :D

OH YEA ....
im single, too ... thats a BIG one .
we'll see what happens in the future, but for now, he's still close to me and i will always love him ;) nothing will ever change that .

other than that.... im doing awesome ! taking on my gov and enlgish AP courses (and doing great), co-editor in chief of The Stagg Line, Vice President of the c/o 2010 and loving anatomy and TAing for dance class =] . a varsity cheerleader as well. loving my life and everything in it ♥ .

He loves me, no strings attached.

Appearance is the first impression people derive from you. My style may vary. I dress to impress, and I dress to self-contentment. Make up is my thing. Hair with volume is my fetish. I feel at my best when I am all dolled up; that is when i feel most prettiest. He prefers me all natural. To get ready with much less effort than usual. He loves being able to touch my face without smearing anything, and he loves to run his fingers through my hair with no product in it. That is when I am at HIS prettiest.

He appreciates me in a way I forgot to see myself - most beautiful at my most rawest.


Dolled up daily is routine for me. But, it's only been routine since day 1 of high school. Now when I think about it, im really getting dressed up to please my peers. He's made me realize that. Beauty is only skin deep, though society views beauty on a pretended level.

He loves me at my barest moments, and that's why i love him.

The Business.

Courtney Eden - Bitch, let me break it down. I know where you work. I got your phone number. And don't test me; I know where your punk ass lives. MY business is not YOUR business. What I do, ain't YOUR problem. What my man does for me, ain't YOUR problem. He's more of man that your half ass little boyfriend Steven Fields will ever be. Do you get the picture yet?! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. Bitch, this is strike two; strike three, and you're done for mothafucker. I ain't going nine innings with your dumb ass. You will get cut, promise you that. You's a grimey little fake ass heffa who tryna fuck shiet up; well listen up and read clearly: I'm classy. You're an unworthy hood rat. Put two and two together; I'LL SHIET ON YOUR BITCH ASS ;) . KEEP YOUR D.S.L. SHUT. Don't push me over the edge, because your ass will be coming down with me.

I can be anything...

but what you want me to be. And i am the best you never had.

I can do anything, because nothing is impossible. I read the word, 'impossible' and comprehend, 'i'm possible'. I will no longer blind myself to what can be accomplished. Life is unmeasurable, so i am daring myself to take on this journey and enjoy it forever. Life is the gift. Each day life becomes more precious than the day before, only because i am one day closer to my presence being absent. Life has one promise, death. Yet death is not the devastation; not living life, is. I have learned this through experience and through observation. I believe i was given this life for a reason, and everything i have overcome was a blessing in disguise. Those blessings were to prove that i can do anything. God gave me this life, and i will leave my mark in this world. I am full of life, and life is full of many possibilities; I am possible.

Pretended People

Artificial - it's the latest fad, and eveyone i know seems to fit in the category. Yes, everyone i know; that's correct, I SAID IT - Everyone i know. Why do people make the very possible, impossible? Life is about living and being who YOU are. So why do people try so hard to taint and ruin other people's lives? That has never been clear to me. I've always wanted to ask someone, who says they're true, but i know they're fake, why they enjoy being a fictitious person when i know they have someone beautiful on the inside? I would ask, but they'd give me an assumed answer. If i were to ever become a person with NO friends, it would be because i wouldn't allow myself to befriend someone bogos. This isn't even about mockery; this is about people who are one person to your face and another person when they think you're not watching. Two faced? Yes. I never thought it would infest every person i thought was at least a friend. I know i am not apart of this virus, that's why i stray away from the infection. It is not who i am, nor will it ever be.

I am murderous.

You - a repulsive liar. I - constantly mysterious of your presence and being. Always wondering, thinking, putting things together like a puzzle. I have always been talented at that, doing detective-like things. I will find out, one way or another. I am passionate and determined; those two are deadly when someone is murderously desirous to find out the plain truth. My motive is not to be nosey, but to keep my back from being stabbed. I will never play the fool, never will i allow myself for that to be acceptable. I know me, and i know what is best for me. I will always do what i have to do in order to keep me intact and well. I could give a damn about the other's feelings, because they obviously didn't mind what i would have felt in the long run. No sympathy for people who try to play the victim. I will never play wounded.

Me vs. Us

Disappointment doesn’t even begin to express my agony. You can walk around and say how much of a grown man you are, but you can’t pick up a damn phone to say how late you’ll be home, do you care? Apparently not, because your words don’t speak as loud as your actions. Your actions are consistent and your words, they’re not equivalent. Your actions say one thing but your words, they’re...the reason im still here. Because I am a believer; And when you give me that little ounce of hope, im going to run with is as far as I possibly can before you can catch up and expect me to let you take it back. Insecurities are something I don’t lack, but it’s only because of the fact that im the only one at the end of the day that will pick up your slack. I don’t want to live in misery, because misery loves company, you see, and I prefer it better when it’s just you and me. Not you, and me, and the whole damn country. You’ve got my mind in distress, it’s like you could give a damn and care less. Look at this, I’m a mess. You’ve got me going insane. Too bad hallmark doesn’t make those beautiful cards for the heartbreaks, the heartaches, and the heart attacks you almost put me through. They don’t make cards for those desolate nights. You know, the ones where I dry my eyes out with my pillowcase because my tears fall faster than the fastest bullet being shot. You shoot me down day to day, and how is it possible that I am still alive, I don’t know. I am a woman. My motives are...none of what I am speaking about. I can’t even sleep knowing that I know you, because either way you’re going to be on my mind. I can dream, on my good nights when you don’t leave me hanging, but my mind begins to wonder and say, “What is he trying to prove?” The nights I feel so abandoned, remind me of why I never wanted to be with you. I am a child of the man above and when you make me feel like I don’t have anyone else but you and you’re not there, I whisper my sweet prayer thinking He’s got something made for you. See, everything is about you isn’t it? In your world. In my world. In the world I fought to believe was our world. Little did I know, that I can revolve my world around yours. Your threshold is my orbit, and anything that comes near you has already been through me, because...you see, you live within me. And that’s why it is so hard to just be, because you make it easy to be, whereas for me, being isn’t about being, because it’s about you being with me.

Fun fact?

It's a given.

I've always got something that comsumes my mind. I am forever thinking about something. Anything, but everything. I'm either analyzing, comprehending, confused, or just simply thinking. I am full of thoughts, day and night. Whether it is day-dreaming, plainly thinking, or sleeping; my mind is going. My mind is unpolluted, it's my utopia when need be.

To elude from this place we call reality, i alleviate myself by writing. I jot down anything and everything. Everything has a reason, so i've learned. I may think with my mind, but i will always speak with my heart. My two most prized possessions: my heart, my mind. And my third ... my life.

Love, me ....

BFF more life BFF NEVER!

I find it ironic that the people you call your other half/best friend, can be your worst enemy. It's ironic how people turn out to be the person they said they'd never become. That's life, i've realized that. I am no longer like a leech, that attaches myself to people. I know i have myself and if i cant depend on myself, then DAMN, i dont have anyone. But, I AM MY WORST ENEMY. Best friends? No, i dont have that any longer. And i no longer believe in them. I thought i had the best friend i'd have for a lifetime, situations proved me wrong. To be quite honest, i dont miss her. That may be a little relentless, but the truth hurts. She may never understand why i can no longer be friends with her, but that proves how much she really doesnt know me anymore. It's not my loss, i wasnt the one who f-cked up. I forgave her TOO many times for things i never should have let pass by. It justifies my maturity, and how i don't need her by my side. I felt that i needed her there, though she f-cked up plenty of times, i still kept her near. I had no explanation until now; I was weak. I refused to let all those f-cking years go down the drain, but guess what, buh bye ! I'd rather live without her than live a lie. I can live without her existence in my life, and i am doing so, just fine ;) !

Love Arianna <3

go go go!

I've been on the go this month. April is the most eventful month for me; constantly doing something, literally! So i was in Arizona from the 16-19 .... took third in the nation :) somebody had to take it, right? Haha right when i got back into town, it was time to do prom stuff. Took my babe to get fitted for his tux. Monday was school and dance rehersal. And tuesday was prom stuff again...Wednesday was my 17th birthday, but i had rehersal til 6:30. Then a very EVENTFUL night. Not the kinda birthday i would ever wish for anyone else to have. BUT, my babe sent me roses to my house <3 and made me a card that is six pages long.......ADORABLE, i love him. His 18th birthday was on the 18, but i was in Phoenix =[. We celebrated so its all good. His party is this saturday.... Thursday and Friday i had my dance showcase, LONG NIGHTS! Oh my gosh, but i performed very well =); both nights! And saturday was prom, my junior prom. My day started at 8 in the morning, and it never ended ;) once again, I LOVE HIM! And then there's today, and i was still running around. Picked up our prom pictures, did TOO Much driving and spent time with him. Now im here, and waiting to go to bed ... don't know why im waiting though haha. Good night...

Love Lady Q!

JEA Convention '09!

The annual journalism convention is coming up, TOMORROW THRU SUNDAY!! Ah. Pheonix, Arizona baby. Last year it was in Anaheim, Cali. Tomorrow is going to be my very first plane ride - scared shitless. Not because of the height, im afraid of the plane crashing! Buuuuuuut, it shall be fun and we WILL take first place =) AGAIN! We're competeing against high schools around the nation. We will also be taking up to 12-15 classes. OMG, exciting stuffffffff!

love miss

Gut Feeling

Never been so nervous...that i can recall. Is this my gut, or is it my mind? I'm so ........ so unable to write right now.....

Me Time

If it's not one thing, it's the other. Everything is good, and then it gets REAL good until it spoils. It is too hard to fathom why life is so difficult; but then again life is as hard as you make it. But I truly believe that I do not make things difficult on myself, though I like challenges, I always overcome them. Maybe I need to not let other's issues bring me down, because I tend to not progress unless I’ve assisted everyone around me. I won't stand to leave someone behind. I recognize how much potential others have and I loathe seeing them waste it. But while I’ve been focusing on others capabilities, I’ve forgotten to strive and reach the potential of myself. I know I am capable of achieving anything that is on my mind, because I’ve come this far and have surpassed each goal that I’ve set for myself. This weight on my shoulders is holding me down from rising to the pinnacle of ME. It's time for some me time.

Sincerely, Arianna

Where'd the world go wrong?

Who has ever been in love; What happened to the classical type of love; When did it go out of style; Where did everything go completely and utterly wrong; and PLEASE tell me why everyone settles for less? Because i've only ever remembered love as an unconditional feeling towards another; not an in-the-moment kind of thing where you're with them for the title or the bragging rights to say, "I hit that!". Whether the lovers were together or not, each wished the best for the other. Now-a-days people think having a child show's how much love they have for each other. That's weak sauce, mannnn. Ladies, really now?! Common sense coulda smacked you upside your head and told you that having a child is evidence of how dependant you are on him. Why do you feel the need to have him in your life .... FOREVER? If it was real love, you wouldn't need proof. It would be obvious to anyone that layed eyes on the both of you together. You can't decide you're own destiny. And when you get mad cause he leaves you for the next girl, don't get mad cause .... you can't plan karma, hunny. Karma is a bigger bitch than any female could ever be, so let em get theirs and you do you. But for the real loving lovers, do the damn thing. Show em what it's bout and how it's really supposed to go down. Big up's to the fella's who ain't afraid to have that special lady, flaunt her around, and tell her you love her and mean it.

peeeeeeeeeace, Miss <3 !

Love is the movement.

If you love something, let it go; if it comes back, that's how you know.

I remember the beginning as if it were yesterday; November 16, 2007. Mister pimp playa pimp thought he had it going on =P haha! Candy was playing and we were dancing in the club for a couple more songs. I knew his reputation, he knew who I was and that was that. We were two youngings in the club, nothing more than that. When February 2, 2008 rolled around, it was Stagg's Winter formal. I seen him; and the girl he was talking to at the time. I could care less because i knew what his intenions were. At that time, he was still just Andrew Quintal to me. No background between us besides the club. At the after party when formal was over, I was chillin in a room being sociable. I was sitting at the headboard of my girl's bed being a chatterbox when he walks in, looks straight at me and said, "Aye!". I looked towards the door, we made eye contact and gazed at each other for a couple of seconds. I said, "ME?". He said, "Yeaa, do you have a boyfriend?" and i laughed while the room got dead silent. I said, "Hahaha NO!". "Do you want one?!" he said, in a seductive yet demanding tone, and my only reaction was to laugh. And the girl he was talking to at the time walked in and hit him in the stomach. He looked down at her then looked up and continued to stare at me; she pulled him out of the door way, and that was that. Later that night Andrew, Derek and Harpreet kept trying to conversate with me but i had no interest; it was the first night i was introduced to them. Well, twenty day later on February 22, 2008 i was Harpreet's date to my cheerleading debutant ball. At the end of the night, Andrew, Harpreet, and Kristian spent the night. Kristian slept for a few hours then left. Andrew couldn't take his eyes off of me, but i still had no interest. He told me he was going to marry me and he began telling me how our wedding was going to happen. He asked me to be his date to his junior prom, but i denied. Prom was April 19 and i was going to be in Anaheim for a journalism convention from the 17 to the 20. Him and preet wrote notes and tacked them to my walls. It was a long night of conversation with Andrew and Harpeet, but it was very chill. I felt completely comfortable. The next morning they met my mom, and told me how they thought i was going to be a completely different girl, but they're happy they met me and were able to talk to me about everything we talked about. After that, Andrew and i rarely talked, but when we did, he'd talk about our wedding and i'd smile because it was cute; the back of my mind began telling me, "here we go." But... March passed. April passed. Things happened in between, but nothing that included him and i. Until May 25, 2008. He got my number and from that evening on, i knew we'd be together but i never let him know that. We hung out more than a few times between that day and the end of July. We also have a lot of memories in between. The weekend of July 4 i was in LA and Andrew and I were not talking. I had a complete change of heart because of some things that happened and we lost contact for a week, exactly. Then he called, and i told him how it was. I was done, but he didn't want that. He called. I let go, and he came back. He wanted to continue our friendship/relationship, so his goal was to try and gain me back. Though it wasn't easy, he did, which is why August 12, 2008 became the day of A <3 A.

DAMN, it's been a bumpy road with horrible weather. But i knew we could do it from jump, and we're stronger than ever as of this early morning; March 22, 2008.

Last night, i broke up with him; for reasons that only concern him and i. I was done, and ready to let go. I knew that he loved me, but words just didn't mean enough anymore. I stopped replying to his texts, and didn't try to call him. That's how i knew i was done; i wasn't trying to fix it anymore. After a couple of hours, he called me. He spoke, i listened. I knew he was sincere and because i let karma hit him hard. He wants to change for the better, to be MY better. A lot was learned and a lot was understood. The thing that matters the most is, he came back. I let go and he came back.

Now there's a lot of missing pieces to this story, and it may not flow with details, but that stays between him and i. This is the beginning of our book and today, we start a new chapter.

xoxo Lady Quintal!

Acceptance.

"To let go isn't to forget, not think about, or ignore. It doesn't have feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret. Letting go isn't winning or losing. It's not about pride. It's not about obsessing or dwelling on the past. It isn't about loss and it's not defeat. To let go is to cherish memories, but to overcome them and move on; letting go is accepting. Letting go is having the courage to accept change. Letting go is growing up."

Today, March 21, 2009, means just as much as August 12, 2008; a new beginning, yet it's over. And i'm as happy as i was that day, but it's over. Seven and a half months, huh? And the ending, is just as important as the beginning. I can say it in any order with as many different synonyms that i can find in a thesaurus, but the result is the same and i'm content. I'm independent and whole again ;] !

xoxo miss

God is Love.

God is love. Love is patient, love is kind; it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth; it always protects, always trusts, always hopes....

A Good Woman

"A good woman is proud of herself. She respects herself and others. She is aware of who she is. She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs. A good woman is hopeful. She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true. She knows love, therefore she gives love. She recognizes that her love has great value, and must be reciprocated. If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears. A good woman has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance. She knows that she will, at times, have to inspire people to reach the potential that God gave them. A good woman knows her past, understands her present, and moves toward her future. A good woman knows God. She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without, she will just be played. A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past. Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons, meant to bring her closer to self knowledge, and unconditional self love."

i found it and i absolutely love it; the truth's never been so clear.

xoxo miss

Chopz is speaking.

Arianna Cheyenne Perez
you know how they say a pictures worth a thousand words? Well, i need a photo album to describe this girl. Crazy Kool and Super Unique. Not to mention a smart girl, ahem nd a smart ass. ;] But, i love her. This girl is here for anyone who needs her. She sees people for exactly who they are, and she'll tell you how it is. She doesn't hold back, for anyone or anything. Determined is an understatement, and funny doesn't even begin to describe her. She'll keep you entertained for hours :D
Arianna is the one person I know who knows who she is, what she wants, and where she's going. She'll put a smile on your face when you feel like crying, and her hugs will make your heart wanna burst, in a good way. :]
When i look at Arianna i see a girl who doesn't see herself clearly. Full of worry and indefinite self doubt, for no reason might i add, but she's going places, big places none of us are ever going to see.
She's the strongest person I know so talk your crap and run your mouth, it doesn't affect her at all, fyi ;D love her or hate her, it doesn't matter because you can't break the girl who couldn't careless.

-i love you Nana, ♥ ch0ps-sUey.

Friday the 13th

As of Friday, March 13, 2009; life is absolutely amazing. And i could not ask for anything more. My life is intact and i have everything i could ask for; it feels so surreal. I am truly content and blessed. This whole week i've been at the cheer workshops and today, I made varsity cheerleading. I am Editor in Chief in journalism. I have my boyfriend, my love. I have my big sis, my girls, friends and most importantly my family, and my mother who means the world to me.

Life is good; way more than good, it's undescribalble. Well, i just can't describe it right now because I'm so like, AHHHHHH happy! Whoop whoop :D so flipping happy. AJ got my reaction on camera when i read my name on the cheer list. Ughh, it is such a relief to be at this point again, and I am so grateful to be on the squad. I'm ecstatic. I can not cant wait for this season to begin; it's gonna be a hit ;] ! And this school year, MY senior year, oh man! The best ever...Congratulations to the other 19 girls who made varsity =) and thank you to those who had faith in me, i love you!
xoxo miss

Cheerleading

my heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest. im scared as hell and dreading tomorrow. lunch starts at 1o:25 and that's when ill find out if ill be cheering my senior year. I'm so iffy. Ill be devastated if my name is not on that list. i made jv freshman year and varstiy my sophomore year and didn't try out for junior year; so nervous right now. im more worried than i am excited; total opposite of how i was before try outs. so many thoughts are running through my mind; i dont know what to think, but i gotta be positive :] . oh my gosh....

xoxo miss

Try-Outs!

Ahhh! Today was the first workshop for cheerleading try-outs. I have another workshop tomorrow and wednesday, then i perform for the judges thursday and get results posted at lunch on friday the 13th, OH MY GOSH. I was a JV cheerleader my freshman year and varsity my sophomore year; didn't try-out my junior year. Everything is going great so far. The underclassman are so cute =) haha. I feel so old though. It's bout to be my senior year, GEEZE. buuuuut anywho.....im sore as hell; i feel paralyzed. I haven't done jumps and stuff since the middle of February 2008! Long time, no cheerlead, eh? Peeeace.

xoxo miss

Fresno Convention

Today i'm going to Fresno for a journalism convention where i'll be competing in photography :D yay! I woke up at 3:45. Ugh, not tired though. I had to get donuts for Erin, Dawn, Michael, Mr. Bott, and myself, and now i'm back home because i'm ready really early haha. I don't need to be at Bott's house til 6:00. I have no frickin clue what today has in store for me, but i hope i win some first places! I hope, well i know Erin will take first in writing, as well as Dawn and Michael. AHHHHHH! Just a little nervous, but it'll be fun! Well, i won't be back til about 6:45 pm. Peacccce.

xoxo miss

Urban Dictionary

My big sis found this website, urbandictionary.com, and typed my name in to see what it meant...

Arianna Cheyenne

- Arianna: a more unique name, originating from the Lost World. People with this name are literally worshipped by their offspring and friends. Often times there are moments where you will get flashbacks with Arianna, due to their repetitive quote, "Remember that one time...?" A person who is usually beautiful, hot, amazing, cool, sweet, funny, hip, cool, awesome etc. In biblical terms, Arianna means "Pure of Heart," "Holy One," and "God Like." She may seem quiet but around friends, and especially when she is hyper, she is the life of the party.

- Cheyenne: A 'bad influence' though really she's a good one. Possibly one of the most rad people in this world. Absolutely insane, but easy to fall in love with. Very pretty, very mature for her age. Finds the good in everything. Has an amazing body, mind, soul, and heart. Great friend. Extremely sexual and kinky and funny as hell!

accurate much?!

xoxo miss