Well I guess I should tell ya'll who I am.
I'm jamie. a 17 year old from Northeastern Ohio. I'm *ana*mia*, SI, and obsessed with heroin and coke (no, im not joking). This isn't my only xanga, but a secret Diary because I don't want to deal with the fucked up comments I would get if the people on my normal xanga knew what i was really all about.
  I figured I would give everything up for the US Army, but it turns out they dont want me there. Some jackass set off a blowhorn in my left ear, causing perminate nerve damage going from my ear-drum to my inner ear. I've applied for two waivers, both of which have been disapproved. Tomorrow I'm supposed to go to Congressman Ney's office to try and have him overturn the ruling on my disqualification... like that's really going to happen.
  So here's the deal. If they say yes, i will stay clean. But if they say no, ana will be back so hard, no one will know what to think, say, or how to react. Plain and simple as that, kiddos.
  I have a fashion show in 2 weeks at the mall in my city. Nothing big, just modeling a few prom dresses I guess. I told the people running it that I would do it. However I mad a condition to myself. I will NOT do it, if I dont drop at least 10 pounds by that date. So the countdown starts here. I will be putting up my daily food intake and exercize starting tomorrow night after my meeting with the Congressman.

13 days - 10 pounds to go

oh, and in case you were wondering, my other xanga it http://www.xanga.com/armychick101

wow. so last night was extremely FUCKED UP.

I went out to sarah stack's house.. and we had a mother-fucking huge ass party. I don't even really remember half the night, except I was really drunk and made out with Liz, and Sarah.. and some dude... what was his name.
Oh, and i ended up top-half naked... while making out with sarah.. and.. yeah. wow. and im so straight too.. when im sober that is.
     but yeah. some russell dude like jammed his elbow into my chest, man. It fucking hurt. I'm all bruised up and shit now, damn mother fucker. he was drunk, and violent... but still, man!
     Hmmm. What else. Well Haley turned out to be really fucking cool, and probably the closest person to me there.. she tried to "rape" me as she put it. Really, she was just dry humping me on Sarah's mom's bed. Xan's really awesome too. I ended up sitting down and talking to her.. I swear we're gonna get along so much better after last night.
     Headache this morning.. No I didn't drink any water last night.. damn that sucks. I'll live. Chest hurts, and bruised.. but like Haley said "If there was internal bleeding, you would have died by now". exactly.
     I'm out of here. I leave you with pictures of our fun evening. Ciao.

jeremy's beer belt.. that thing held a 6-pack and jeremy was always stocked up.. it kicked ass.

Josh and Joel. Josh is wearing nikita's.. thing.. yeah... a whatchumacallit!

Josh and Joel... but now Josh is in my bra.. sad thing is, he fills the thing out way better than i EVER will.. and OH LOOK! there's ozzy on the screen.

Pictures of people I don't really know, yet I now feel really close to at this point. and Oh, the guy with the long hair.. that's russell.. bitch

Dustin (the kid who tried to get me to fuck him all night), Jeremy and Zach
and oh yeah.. Zach passed out hardcore. We thought he was dead man.

The host of the Party, Sarah.. yay! she's so prettiful! and look at those sexy jeans!

And last but not least, there's the pic of me, looking completely shitfaced.


HEY HALEY! THANKS FOR LETTING ME USE YOUR PICTURES! haha... **giggle**
                                      --brown