I log onto bebo maybe once a week, or even once every two weeks...only because none of my friends have kept their profiles, and bebo has just become really inactive to me. i get tons of invites a day from spam groups, and when i log on my virus protector sometimes pops up and freaks out, so bebo just seems like a big fat spam-fest (:

i know there were alott of people that i talked to pretty much daily, that i became close with and talked to daily and would still love to keep talking to you. ^_^ you know who you are..if you add my msn, ill add you on my other personal profiles and maybe even exchange letters in the mail, just because i dont come on bebo anymore..
but anyway...if you want to keep in contact...

add: maddithcakes@hotmail.com
if your a pornooo stripper thingy...ill block and report you. (:

For some reason everyone thinks their ugly. I used to think I was ugly for the longest time. But now I know Im pretty. It doesnt mean Im arrogant. or concieted, or have too much confidence. Alot of girls are way prettier than me, but that doesnt make me ugly. Alot of people who look in the mirror and think about how ugly they are, are really some of the most beautiful people, and they really need to realize it while they are young, because once your older you will regret standing in front of a mirror and worrying about how you looked, because it wont even matter 10 years from now. You might think that people will think that you are up yourself for realizing that you're pretty, but it really shouldn't matter what people think. The people laughing at you for you thinking your pretty, were probably the people that made you think you were ugly in the first place, and wish they had confidence like you. & just the other day I was laying on my bed with my friend flipping through a magazine and saying how we wished we look like such and such celebrity..but now Im actually glad that I dont look like them. It really bothers me how girls think that the only way they can get a guy to notice them is if they have their boobs pushed half-way out of their low-cut shirt, their shorts skin tight, spend a long ass time on their hair and wear gobs of makeup. Guys can already tell what you have through normal clothes, you don't have to put it all out there for them. Sure they might like you at first, but its going to be another one of those hump and dump situations and he is going to get bored with you after awhile because there is nothing left to chase, and then its on to the next girl. Eventually he is going to get tired of using girls and want a decent relationship. You're not going to get a good relationship by trying to be a slut, if you just put your clothes back on, and be yourself a guy will actually like you for not being a slut and you won't have to worry about your appearance 24/7. and its super annoying how all my friends are on strict diets. some of them are even skinnier than me! I know Im not the skinniest girl in the world, because im not stick thin, but there is nothing attractive about having a body like a guy. No one wants to be around a person who makes it uncomfortable to eat around because they are afraid to eat like a normal person. and no one wants to be around someone who constantly complains about how fat and ugly they are, when are at a normal weight and look absolutely beautiful no matter how long they took to get ready in the morning. I've always thought that a happy girl, is a pretty girl. You always look 50 x's better when your smiling and happy with your appearance, than when your always complaining about your body and have a pissed off look on your face. No one wants to be around someone like that, especially when they are beautiful, and shouldn't be upsetting themselves for no reason. Its okay to have flaws, nobody is perfect. Its not right to sit around and try to pick out the negative things in people. Life is too short to worry about what other people think, just do what makes you happy. (:

when i was younger i wanted to be older, and now that im older, i wish i was younger. used to, my parents would wipe away the blood from my knees, put a cute little band aid on my scrape, and a kiss on top of it all. i would magically wake up in my bed in the morning and wonder how i got there, when i fell asleep on the living room floor. staying up late meant going to bed at 8:30, and the only electronic found in my room was a color changing night light. the only time a boy made me cry was on the playground, and broken hearts were only stepped on cookies. friendships were built by trading what was inside your lunchbox, and sleeping in school was part of the schedule. chocolate milk and puppies meant everything, and clothes were just something your parents put on you when you woke up in the morning. we all had cubbyholes and homework never exsisted. parents smiled and laughed at every word you said, and people stopped to tell your mom how adorable you were. your dad was your best friend, and fuck wasnt in your vocabulary. no one cared if you had the same shirt as them, and myspace didnt exsist. mtv was boring, and the only thing you were in love with was cartoon characters. you took time to see everything around you, and you could make an adventure out of any place, at any time. its weird how one day everything changed. you could care less if your parents exsisted, and you start to obsess over how you look. you dont appreciate everything around you, and you dont know what you have until its gone. your grandparents arent here anymore, and you spend most of your life behind a computer screen, with the phone glued to your ear. the friends you had 6 years ago, are enemies, and you suddenly start watching what you eat. before you know it you will have kids of your own, and your parents wont be here for you to rely on. the friends you have now, you probably wont see after highschool and you will spent most of the rest of your life working to buy your kids the shit that keeps them where they 'need to be socially'. they say life goes by fast, so slow it down as much as you can.