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the prissy little missy
c'est moi

Justine Marie Santangelo
September 5th, 1990
Spanish/Filipina/Portugese
Artist/musician/student
UNLV (Entertainment Engineering)
reecesaint@yahoo.com

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Picture - Justine Marie Serrano
Blind - Justine
After Midnight - Justine
Save Your Heart For Me.mp3 - Justine

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Wednesday, May 17, 2006
12:53 AM
A Trip to A Past

This morning I went to school to pick up my new uniforms & on my way back home, I decided to stop by my grandmother's house since I am leaving in 2 days. When I got there, the first person I bumped into was my aunt & she didn't seem so happy to see me; she was smiling & she did look surprised but then the look on her eyes say that she is indeed upset with me. As I entered the house I was greeted by my dear grandmother with that smile of hers: happy to see her "Barbie Doll" again & yet sad because she KNOWS that her "Barbie Doll" won't be staying for long. She hugged me tight, fighting back tears & gave me a peck on the cheek, "I miss you baby doll..." she said. My little cousin came running at me "Tattee, I'm 100lbs already!" he said enthusiastically. I scanned him from head to toe & my has this little boy grown so much. It saddens me 'cause he's 100lbs & he's only 8. It saddens me because he is overweight & unhealthy but then again I am glad that he is happy.

I then stumbled upon my biological father & there he started talking to me about the usual crap. I hate the way he tries to manipulate my mind & make me turn away from mother. I hate how he makes the world seem so scary, dangerous & unpleasant through his words. I hate how he makes life seem so miserable. I hate how he turns everything beautiful & wonderful in this world so dull & depressing. I can say that my father is a dark rain cloud that suddenly comes in & ruins all the beauty & vibrance the summer sun's giving this world. I hate my father, just as I hate the rain. I hate him & yet I have to love him no matter how much he's hurt me; no matter how much he's ruined the beauty of life. I hate him, but still, I must love him because he is my father.

After the long crappy sermon of his, I went to my old room & took what's left of my things, I bid my grandmother, cousin & father goodbye & left.

Sunday, May 07, 2006
3:23 AM
Another Boring Day

So this afternoon I got so bored, I decided to take all these quizzes from Blogthings & these are the results of some of the numerous quizzes I took:


You Should Be Fashion Designer

Although you're offbeat and artistic, you have a good eye for trends
You can figure out new incredible clothes to create... that will sell well!
What Sort of Artist Should You Be?


Your Haloween Costume Should Be

Catwoman
What Should You Be For Halloween?


You Should Be A Leo

What's good about you: you always speak your mind and aren't scared of anything

What's bad about you: you have to be the boss, and you love to control others

In love: you enjoy being admired and pampered, but don't always reciprocate

In friendship, you're: easy to get along with and the center of attention

Your ideal job: member of royalty, TV anchor, or investment banker

Your sense of fashion: classic well fitting clothes that last forever

You like to pig out on: Greek or Italian food
What Sign Should You Be?


You Should Drive a Toyota FJ Cruiser

A true adventurer, you're always up for trying the latest new thing.
And you need a car that will take you anywhere, because there are no roads where you're going!
What 2007 Car Should You Drive?





You Are a White Flower



A white flower tends to represent purity, simple beauty, and modesty.

At times, you are dignified like a magnolia.

And at other times, you represent great ecstasy, like a white orchid.

And more than you wish, you're a little boastful, like a white hydrangea.

What Color Flower Are You?