Copy and paste this into your journal if you hate stereotypes:

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'm a CHRISTIAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore.
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I PRAY so I MUST be slef-righteous and judgmental
I don't CRAM my beliefs down others' throats so I MUST be ignoring God's will.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS(or about to/want to), so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a lesbian.
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO.
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy.
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas.
Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.
Im STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE so I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, So I must be gay
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep
I'm SCOTTISH so I MUST have ginger hair and wear a skirts (It's actually called a kilt)
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER!
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy.
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISG
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.UIDED.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.
I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake
I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems
I like FIRE so I must be an arsonist
I HATE kids so I MUST be unethical
I LOVE diet soda, so I MUST be anorexic
I'm into CLASSICAL MUSIC, so I MUST be old.
I listen to 80s music, so I MUST be a moron.
I love MICHAEL JACKSON, so I MUST be naive.

I bolded every stereotype that I personally have ever gotten. It's astounding how many are out there. I read this list and hadn't heard of half, but I bet it's they're true.

Also, holy shit, my Pandora LITERALLY just dug into my brain, scooped out the song playing in there, and splat it into my speakers and started playing it.

...and that wierdest part is, I did it on purpose.

First off: I am probably one of the worst Facebook addicts of all time. I'm busy as hell, but always find like, 3 hours a day to be on the computer just finding out who said what. It's ridiculous, and rather terrible.

And thus, that spurned me on to try to quit it.

Like, when I say quit, I mean quit the same way a smoker has to quit. It's KILLING me that I can't go back on there! KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLING MEEEEEEEEEEE. Cause the thing is, all I would have to do is re-log on, and it'd be re-activated. Sooo...this is a test of will power here. I'm not sure how I'm doing.

How am I doing? Heh heh...heh...*twitch*

Hopefully, I'll see an increase in my grades and attention span. At least, I'm hopin' and prayin' that it will be so...

I has one.

Basically, here's what transpired:

Today is the last day of summer vacation for me. BOOOOOOOOOO. Anyways, me and my friend Miranda, or , went out to lunch, and we thought that would be all it was. But eventually, nerds that we are, decided to go back to her house and watch a "few" Doctor Who episodes at her house.

Which, of course, always tends to escalate into many, MANY episodes.

So I get to her family room, and I spot a great, big, huge, multi-colored binder plopped on the couch. And, of course, knowing Miranda, it was made out of duct tape. She had actually made her own 5 subject accordian binder out of duct tape just because she could, and just cause she was bored.

And I knew I had to have one.

I am incredibly disorganized during school, and incredibly lazy when it comes to that...organization crap. And I knew this would help oodles. So, i requested she make one for me, with me helping in any fairly incompetant way that I could.

She pulls out this great big bin full of different colors of duct tape, and asks me which color I want. She had red, orange, dark blue, and a lighter blue. I said I wanted red, orange, and dark blue. Then I changed my mind, and said just orange and dark blue, cause they're complementary.

And then it struck me like a lightning bolt.

Oh, did I ever giggle like a fool.

"Hey Miranda..."
"Yes?"
"Just make it only dark blue"
"Ok. Why?"
...
"We're gonna make a Tardis binder"


And so we did. 5 and 1/2 hours later, we completed the masterpiece. Of course, she was the one doing all the main work, like, that actual making of the binder part. I did the details. I made the dark blue binder the Tardis by taking black and white electrical tape, and cutting it out into strips to make the oh-so-very-well-known box. I EVEN went so far as to find what was written on the little announcement sheet, and write it out in sharpie. It truly is a magnificent piece of awesome, and I can't WAIT to share it with the DeviantArt world once I can get proper pictures up. Of course, this creation couldn't have been made by just one person. In fact, I give about 95% of the credit to

I get the 2.5% for the actual idea itself, and 2.5% for the front cover.

She also was the one to think, "Well, if we're making the Tardis have a front door, shouldn't we find a way to put the inside in there too?"

So we printed out a picture of the inside, (WITH THE DOCTOR IN IT SO I CAN STARE AT HIS SEXY EVERY SINGLE DAY OF MY LIFE), sealed it with clear tape, and VOILA! That good ol' Tardis is complete!

AND ITS BIGGER ON THE INSIDE!!!!!!

Poohbear is signin' off for a while too.

Didn't I mention? Senior year starts tomorrow.

As most of you know, I'm in the long process of writing my own story. I've now actually progessed past the, "lets try to plan things out" stage most writers inevitably go through to the, "Hell, let them tell me the story themselves" approach. Unfortunately, they're not doing it in order. I wrote 3/4 of what I want to be the first chapter, but theres a part at the end that I just don't know how to bring in earlier that NEEDS to be introduced. I just...can't figure out how to do it yet. And stupid Votch and Andrew aren't helping. They're just laughing at me struggle. STOP LAUGHING AT ME!!!! *cries*

Thing is, if I want to be able to write any farther, i don't really think I can do it till this stupid hill is sufficently surmounted. I'm going to be posting up what little I have with a link to this journal to explain the dilemma and my request, so listen up!

The only reason I'm posting this work in progress is because I need suggestions in how I can bring the aformentioned segment in earlier to make it flow more smoothly. I also am requesting that you be brutal, and REALY let me have it. ANY grammar things, ANY parts where you don't understand whats going on, ANTYHING: Please make a comment so I can make it easier for us all. Being nice isn't going to fix anything, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM is what I need.

Thanks very much!

Pooh Bear

Uuuuuuuuugh. This sucks.

I hate bad memories. They boil up in your gut, and rise up to the back of your throat and mind like a black bile and just sit there, rotting, giving you a bad taste is your mouth and leave a foul stench to the air and everything around you.

I mean, I feel like just the *act* of remembering is draining my energy! Even though I'm not conciously thinking about it anymore, it sucked the life and happy clean out of me. Like sucking the meat out of a lobster claw. Shhhhhhhhhhhhlllup! All gone.

I suppose I should explain; my dad brought up my ex. *headsdesk*

WHY.

WHY WHY WHY WHY *WWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY* DAD! SERIOUSLY. WHO LIKES THINKING ABOUT THAT.

It wasn't even like bringing up a good past memory either. He had to re-mention all the things I hated. So I re-experienced every emotion.

You know, I was actually having a good day today. A really fucking awesome, amazing, phenomenol day. And it gets blackened at the very end. GOD, isn't that JUST my life. It's always like that. Things really couldn't get much better, so WHOOP! They take nosedives. It's like my karma doesn't want me to be happy for too long; that's completely unacceptable. Sure, you can have like, a DAY where nothing goes wrong, but rest assured: our people will correct this, and they'll do it very swiftly and efficently.

I just hate life and everything right now. I hate all my past and current artwork, I hate that I've got a writers block the size of one of the blocks they used to build the pyramids with, I hate that I can't force myself to stay in a relationship for more than a week because i'm too scared that something similar to last bf will happen again, and I hate that i'm so weak and whiney. But hell, why stop now? Not talking doesn't stop me from being weak; I already am. I don't even have enough energy to cry right now, even though I have the feeling I should be doing so.

I'm re-starting dance classes tomorrow. And I'm auditioning for canton's community theatre production of Singin in the Rain. I WAS excited for this. I don't *currently* care, but it's actually kind of a really big deal. I LOVE that musical, and wanna do everything I can to prepare for it.

I also got to ride an ATV for the first time today. And learned how to do a front flip on a trampoline. Those were the awesome parts of my day.