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Name: Jinna
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 2/7/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I LIKE TO SIT UNDER A TREE THAT PROVIDES A COOL SHADE UNDER THE SUN WHILE MY MALE SLAVES PICK OFF EACH GRAPE DELICATELY WITH THEIR INDEX FINGER AND THUMB. (WHY ARE GREEN GRAPES CALLED WHITE GRAPES? THEY'RE GREEN)
Expertise: I have a Goldfish named Tom.
I want a Boston Terrier named poopsie.
I like steak and salad.
I'm temporarily insane, only because I'm in love.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
8/25/2003
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| no more fatboy813 i wanted a different name cuz i have nothing to do here at cingular http://www.xanga.com/imbued_hiccup | | |
| Wow, it's almost been a year since I've been in San Diego now....I moved here from sacramento on Jan 26 so just 5 days away....geebus. It's almost been a year since my fork and I have been together too yyyaaayyy.
I love it how in San Diego if you're bored you have so many places to go at night time. Since i work in the day time i always play at night...even in the day time theres plenty places to go. On monday, tony, smurf bobo and i went deep sea fishing in the mexican waters. it was so much fun i can't bel;ieve how big the damn creatures are. It was sad that we used live bait (anchovies/sardines and we hooked them right through their eyes and nose but whenever we'd do it the fish would open it's mouth really wide like it was screaming AHHH and then it made me feel all better inside :) I didn't catch a fish so i was depressed til we got home and they cooked trhe fish they caught then i was once again happy :) It's funny hwo the crew on the boast would take a net and just throw the sardines outside the boat btu the scales would fall everywhere on the people that came fishing and it looked like we had huge things of dandruff.....man we reeked...like hot sweaty ass.
we're moving again yay. if u ever watched friends and remember how the downstairs neighbors shook the top floor with a broom....we're no different. lady downstairs got herself a broom. we've gotten violations, letters, and warning but bobo and tony made friends with the security so he gives us the info on the new apartments in the same community just bottom floor. so im excited yay. okay im sitll working gotta go
wow look at us a year ago.
 
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| i dont think my pictures are showing that sucks, and im hungry it's kind of cold outside i like quiznos better than togos my eyes are squinty and i like chocolate with nuggets | | |
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great stuff gotta read i t for all you freaks out there
Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like?
Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like?
Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny.
Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me?
Wellhung: OK.
Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge.
Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat.
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.
Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.
Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing.
Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry.
Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.
Wellhung: I'll pay for it.
Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder.
Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?
Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you.
Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.
Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me.
Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat!
Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear.
Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really.
Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.
Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop.
Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool.
Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee!
Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties.
Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute.
Sweetheart: What's the matter?
Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking.
Sweetheart: Are you OK?
Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.
Sweetheart: Can I help?
Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups?
Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.
Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better.
Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover.
Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.
Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you.
Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom?
Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.
Wellhung: I found it.
Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly.
Wellhung: Me too.
Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately - our naked bodies pressing each other.
Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts.
Sweetheart: Why don't you take off your glasses?
Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table.
Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!
Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom.
Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover.
Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid.
Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.
Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh!
Sweetheart: What's the matter now?
Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.
Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on.
Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing.
Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!
Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here.
Sweetheart: I'm moving my ass back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now!
Wellhung: I'm flaccid.
Sweetheart: What?
Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.
Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face.
Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.
Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse.
Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray,picture frames and your candles.
Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.
Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.
Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!
Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo!
Sweetheart: { [logged off]
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| i wonder how attempts it takes for those girls where they try to look really cute in their pictures while taking it by themselves. you know especially the asian ones where they open their eyes really big and pout their lips and try to look really innocent. i tried that once just to be stupid and i looked like a constipated goldfish. oh and there's those girls that put on 1000 lbs of makeup so they can take a picture too.
I remember Sonya and I were at wild waves swimming and splashing water and this girl we knew had a lot of makeup on and so we thought we'd start splashing water on her face or swim as hard as we could right by her and we did and she started squealing and swam for her life...or her face rather. it was great.
Do you guys celebrate christmas with family on the 24th or 25th? maybe it's a korean thing we celebrate it on the 25th because out of all my friends i'm the only one not doing anything today, i'm actually sitting here at work. Ooh a cute terd walked in. (brown chihuahua) December is weird in San Diego too, it's warm outside and it's not cold at all. Being born in Alaska and living in Seattle the majority of my life, my reaction is to panic and be dazed and confused.
This is weird doesn't feel like christmas. it's funny in san diego they have christmas lights in the shape of palm trees and santa surfing...ah california.
ooh i finally have new earring cuz mine were getting crusty and they're real white gold (gigglling like a little school girl). this whole time i had all 10 holes in my ear with claire's buy one get one 50% of earring well now 5 but i never had real ones..not holes earrings that is. yay exciting. thanks baby, i feel frosted muahaha...eat shit claire's | | |
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