I will no longer be using this LJ. I will be using my georegisavulcan acount!

Hi everybody! I made a new LJ... so please add this one. Thank you. http://georgeisavulcan.livejournal.com/

Okay! Here it is! All my information so quite bugging me, please.

Name: Jacqueline
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Favorite Band: The Beatles (duh)
Favorite Movie: Magical Mystery Tour
Favorite Song: My Sweet Lord / All You Need Is Love
Favorite Actor: Marlon Brando / James Dean
Favorite Actress: Elizabeth Taylor
Favorite Color: Black
Glasses?: Yes
Relgion: Hare Krishna (I don't care what religion you people are, just let me be what I am and quit trying to reconvert me.)

to update my journal. I'm in fourth period computers write now. Next is Choir then lunch. Then I have Math and P.E. My friend Tish is leaving the school and Kate has already left. My friend Skye left and all my other friends graduated for High School. I'm so mad at them. The only friend I have left is Jamie and she's leaving too! I'm so mad/sad. Since my John/Paul fanfiction is over I decided to write another, though I don't know where to post it. I downloaded a lot of Evanescene music yesterday and put it all on a disc. The song "October" makes me cry. Every sad love song I hear I think of John and Paul... am I just that swisted? Maybe, maybe not. Jason seems to think I am. Jamie thinks its funny. She even has slash pictures on her binder. Like, OMG! Oh well, I think I've ranted enough. Have you had enough? Guess what! I want you to reply. Yes, take a minute of your time to reply to me... is that so difficult? I don't think so. Look I'll show you. By posting this right... now!

This is so sad.

was emo before it was cool. There. I said it. All you prissy, pink, preps can get off my, emo, back!!!!!!!

I have a cat! OMFG! He's so purtty! He's a orange tabby cat! I lurv him! I'm calling him Snookers! (its an inside joke.) LOVES HIMS MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I freakin owe my boyfriend big time. Jason was visiting, and my mum was looking through my backpack I brought with me to the hospital for my surgery Wed. and all my Slash Fiction that I was writing was in there along with all the Krishna Teachings I printed out, so I would have been crucified. Jason grabbed my notebook before my mum looked at it and my binder with all my papers and claimed them as his. Phew! Luck call there.

On a nother note my feet hurt like Hell! (I had foot surgery) I've been living in Vicodin land for a while. I didn't go to school Wed-Fri and I had to go today. It hurts!

And that's my life.

P.S.
Pray for the people who died on Sept. 11. I am and I pray that they have happiness in their next lives.

Life has gotten better, to those of you that care. I have found support in the Lord and meditation. I have been told by on eof my friends to clear my thoughts for 30 minutes and mediated each day, and I will feel better. It has worked, so far, and I am glad. I have had the same accurring dream which plagues me. My friend Skye believes it is a preminition. I hope not for it includes the Death of myself. It frightens me, but I shall live my life the way I want.

Hare Krishna,
Jacqueline

Dear Friends;

I officially hate my life. I feel as though everyone hates me. No one cares about me. Sometimes, I want to die, but I know that my life can't get any worse, it can only get better. Hopefully. I'm sorry to me so down, but I sometimes I wonder why the Lord has us go through this. It would be much easier to die... I need support. I love you all. Even if we don't talk.

Love and Peace,

Jacqueline

Current Mood: depressed

K, I have continued my fic, my friends, and I have posted it in http://community.livejournal.com/johnheartpaul/

Secrets, lies, love, betraly, friendship... and the Beatles. Ask the fans. There can't be anything going on between the band mates. They're just friends and that's all. Just friends... to the public view.

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John Lennon was seething with envy, and he didn't even know why. Here he was, sitting with his best friends in the world, and he was feeling jealousy. George makes Paul laugh. It was plain to see. He made Paul feel like John could never... wait! Why was he thinking like this?

'I'm not queer. Why the Hell do I have these thoughts? What the fuck is wrong with me?' he thought.

Paul had to pick that moment to gracefully move to sit next to John. Smiling with that gorgeous baby face he said, "What's wrong John? You seem a little tense."

John wanted to scream at him. To tell him not to be so damn gorgeous. But instead he put on a smile and said, "Don't worry about it, Paulie. I've just been thinking."

Paul grinned goofly and said, "You never called me "Paulie" before."

Before John could answer, George grabbed Paul from behind.

"Come on, Paul, let's go." he said.

John arched his eyebrows. "Where are you two going?"

George smiled. "We're going to go hang out. Just the two of us."

John face became unreadable. "oh..."

Paul and George walked away, and Ringo walked in.

"What's wrong, John. You look like you ate a lemon or somthing."

John looked up at Ringo. "I don't know."

Ringo sat next to John, putting his arm around him.

"Listen John, you are me mate. I'm here for you."

John looked up at Ringo. "I think I may be in love with Paul."

Ringo stared at John, as though to see if he was joking, insane, or both. Then he decided. "Do you think Paul returns your feelings?"

John just stared at Ringo. He didn't freak, or jump away, or... anything. He just took it. "I... think he loves George, or else George loves him."

Ringo was thinking. "Well... I suggest you tell Paul how you feel. He might feel the same."

John said, "You may be right. I will tell him."

Ringo smiled. "Glad I could be of help."

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When Paul got back John was waiting. George was tired and went up to his room.

"Hello, Paul." said John. "How was your day?"

Paul yawned. "Tiring. I think I'm going to go to bed."

John grabbed Paul's arm and pinned him to the wall.

"John, what the bloody hell is wrong with you!?" Paul wimpered.

"Paul, your going to listen to me."

"Let me go!" Paul helplessly struggled under John's grip.

"Paul, look at me!" John grabbed Paul's face in his hands and forced him to look in his eyes. In one swift move, John Lennon planted a kiss on Paul McCartney's mouth, and Paul gave himself up to it.

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So, what did you think? My first slashy fic. Comemmnts please! More to come. It is a series.

Yep, just blah. Listen to the Beatles. Just having fun. Just blah, yeah. Blad blah...I LOVE PAUL AND JOHN!

Current Mood: touched