#JackieFact

idk those just made me laugh so i thot maybe u wud laf 2 lol jackie wat u crazy gnome.


Just a few #JackieFacts for you to read and then judge me about.

1.  I HATE bananas. If I was stranded on an island and the only food on that island were bananas, I would die of starvation.

2.  I am indeed about that ADD lyfe tho.

3.  I love JB and T-Swiz and if you hate on them there is a 94.6% chance I will come to your house in the middle of the night and shave your hair into a mohawk. A really badly done, unstylish mohawk.

4. Summa time is the best time and I was meant to live at the beach.

5. I play (whoa I was trying to type "play" but I typed "okay" by accident ok never mind continue) lacrosse. Specifically defense and some midfield.

6. I'm undeniably the most fierce, fearless, flawless, ratchet, bamf, gnome member of the Buckman family. (I was gonna say in the world but then I came up with a long list of people that would be ahead of me.)

7. For a career, I would like to be either a Veterinarian for the ASPCA, or an extremely successful singer/songwriter. I have diverse taste.

8. I love the internet.

9. I love fashion, even though you wouldn't be able to tell since most of the time I'm dressed like I'm an urban camper. (That's the nice word for hobo.)

10. I'm addicted to music like it's cocaine.

11. I believe that life is both chance and choice.

12.  My soul is made of cake and popcorn chicken

13.  Polar bears are my favorite animal and I plan on buying one. And people always tell me, "Jackie are you serious? It's gonna eat you, it's a wild animal, blah blah blah. " But I have a plan. If I buy it as a cub and raise it as my own, it will love me and not eat me so LET ME LIVE OKAY.

14. Sparkles are a way of life. 

BIRTHDAY MANIA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEE! (Yesterday)

Sorry guys, I really really REALLy wanted to post yesterday but I got sooooo busy. (Which is usually never a problem cause I generally don't have plans or a life of any kind)

But now I shall tell you all about it! So the night before, I had lacrosse until 9 o'clock, and then decided I HAD to make cupcakes to bring to school when I got home. Not only did I need to make cupcakes, I, for some reason, thought they needed to showcase my fine superior chef skills and so I decided I would make apple pie cupcakes from scratch. About 10 minutes in to this I think I realized that maybe the whole thing was a bad idea. When 11:07 finally rolled around I just gave up. So the next day I brought these "cupcakes" to school that were the most hideous things I've ever seen. They had like an apple mixture in the middle of them but it really looked more like stuff you would find on the ground in the woods after it rained. Plus I decided to just skip making the frosting all together. I was really embarrassed of them. 

ANYWAY, then I got up early on my birthday morning so I could straighten my hair, which worked out alright. Then I went and looked at the fantabulous Facebook birthday post Natalie wrote me and smiled a lot. I then proceeded to take a selfie and wish myself a happy birthday on Instagram. Don't judge. (It got 44 likes, just so you all know. I was pretty proud.)

And I was so popular at school. All these people were like, "Happy birthday Jackie!" and I was like, "THANKS!" 

Holy macaroni it's windy outside and I'm 99% sure a tree is about to fall on my house and kill me. 

After school Abigail and I decided we would go see that new movie "Mama". It was kinda weird seeing a movie at 5:00 on a Tuesday, cause there were only four people in the theatre, including us, but it was fun. Also, for any of you wondering about the movie, I didn't like it that much. It was just a bunch of things jumping out at you, and it had a terrible, terrible ending. I personally think that I should star in horor movies because I just feel like I would be supes good at that. 

While we waited for my parents to pick us up from the movie theatre I used my quarters to ride the Kermit car in the arcade. Money well spent, if I do say so myself. 

My parents didn't want to eat at the restaurant I chose for my birthday dinner, so they just dropped Abi and I off, and went somewhere else to eat. I don't really understand how anyone could pass up an opportunity to eat at Chuck-a-Rama. It's an ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET, what else do you want?

We ate about this  x9

And then I went home and read all your wonderful Facebook posts that made me feel all warm and sparkly.

NOW IM AN OLD LADY AND I'M PROBABLY GONNA DIE SOON.

Nahhh just kidding. But other people might, as soon as I get my permit. 

Fridays Are Like Chocolate Frosty Dipped Wendy's Fries

So today is Friday. That puts me in an exceptional mood for several reasons. Frist off, the obvious one, the weekend starts at 2:30. Thank the Lord. Not that I've ever heard anyone say, "I hate weekends," but I would like to stress exactly how much I love weekends. Weekends are like the piece of carmel turtle pecan cheesecake after eating 10 tons of brussel sprouts all week long. They are like getting Wendy's french fries (the best fast food fries ever) and a chocolate frosty to dip them in after getting shots at the doctors. They are just grand.

Side note: I also really really really enjoy Thursday nights between 7:00 and 8:00 because that is when The Vampire Diaries is on TV. If you have never seen that show, I feel like it is my duty to warn you, that if you start, it is impossible to stop. And you might think I am exaggerating that statement, but ask anyone who knows me on a personal basis, I'm addicted to that show like it's cocaine. People have learned the hard way not to bother me on my Thursday nights. 

Alright, back to Fridays. The other reason I am in love with Fridays, is because 'round these parts, some people call this here day 'Fat Day Friday.' Actually there's only two people (that I know of) that call it that, and those two people would be yours truly, and one of my best friends, Abi.  "What is Fat Day Friday?" you ask? Well, I will gladly tell you exactly what it is. Fat Day Friday is when we go out after school to a large variety of places that sell food, and eat at much as we possibly can without throwing up. Because let's be honest here, food is the meaning of life. 

We started this little tradition of ours very recently. Today will actually be the 2nd ever Fat Day Friday. It's a little bit ironic how we seem to think Fat Day Friday is the only day we pig out though, since I'm pretty sure what I eat on a daily basis would be considered "pigging out." But nevertheless, I quite enjoy it. And to give you an idea of exactly what a Fat Day Friday entails, last week we went to Cafe Rio and split a pork barbacoa burrito, Starbucks, Kneaders,  a whole Dominos Meat Lovers pizza,  two Drumsticks, and 3 cans of Sierra Mist. All in a time span of like, 5 hours. And that was on a limited budget. Luckily, Abi's birthday was recently so we have plenty of money to go super hard this week. Holy cow my life is exciting.

Picture at Starbucks from last Fat Day Friday