Hey everyone : ) Thanks for checking out my profile. Love you all seriously.

For some reason my computer is being LAME and won't upload an avatar/image. It bites.

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Here are a few random tidbits about myself:

I'm a girl (duh)

Deni is my name (pronounced duh-knee but say it fast, or like Denise without the -se)

I'm 5'7, I'd say thin, but my sister prefers the term lanky

My favorite colors are purple & yellow

I am obsessed with all things Disney Channel even though I'm 18...It's quite pathetic actually

I met the Jonas Brothers on January 2, 2008...one of the best days OF my life

I am in love with black nail polish right now

I can be a bitch, but at least I admit it

I have an awesome cell phone: a navy blue sidek!ck LX...which is now chipped, dented, and scratched

Joe Jonas, Christian Bale, and Shia Labeouf are at the top of my To Do List

I am obsessed with the Twilight series. Team Edward, but Team Lautner xD

My sister is my best friend in the world (Besides Cayce) , and no, thats not lame

Dancing and singing in front of the mirror to blaring music is a fun little thing I do when no one's around

I love eating lasagna and Kraft macaroni and cheese

I'm not bipolar, I'm just a Gemini

You can never own too many pairs of shoes...no matter what my father preaches

I want to be an actress

I live in California, and trust me Tupac is right. California does know how to party!

I play soccer

Hmmm thats enough information about me I suppose

The 3 Coolest Girls You'll Ever Meet:

Cayce aka Larry aka MyJonasSensesAreTingling3

Emilie aka LoveIsWrittenOnMyArms

Anna aka YoureMyFavoritex

I love you girls

Here is a sad little poem from the book Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. If you haven't read this book then I strongly suggest you drive to your nearest bookstore and buy it immediately. Seriously. It's like one of my favorite books ever! You won't regret it.

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Chops”
because that was the name of his dog
And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toe nails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X’s
and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it “Autumn”
because that was the name of the season
And that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And he left the butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote another poem
And he called it “Innocence: A Question”
because that was the question about his girl
And that’s what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle’s Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it “Absolutely Nothing”
Because that’s what it was all about
And he gave himself an A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn’t think
he could reach the kitchen.

It really makes you think and feel. The entire book does. Its amazing. Check it out. Also check out my stories, which are listed below =D

XOXO

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