im probably the only person i kno to do this
. i made a mypace accoubt today. and i got bored wit it in like 5 min. i actually already deleted it.
as soon as i signed on, this guy named tom sent me a message. i was like 
. a 30yr old guy sent me a message to be my friend. this world is sick.
i dun think ill ever get a myspace. ill be loyal to xanga forever(or until i get too old for this kind of thing)
today i found out one of my good friends got in alot of trouble. in my school r certain things u r not allowed to have(for stupid reasons i think
) he got ratted out by sumone else(id better not find out by who
) he got his camera taken away and sum other stuff happened. cant tell y. its kind of bad. no leakage. i told him it would probably blow over by monday, but part of me doesnt believe it would be totally gone. there’s always that one person that brings up sumthin at the wrong time. truthfully dude(i say dude alot) anythin u need from me, u got it. thats my word.
i never start a post followin my title for sum reason i guess u people r wonderin bout “I AM JADEN”. Jaden is my new name. its the name i go by from now on
. its cool if u still call me cory. just remember — I AM JADEN
had a math test today. i wasn’t really ready for it. i try not to be. i feel studying only clouds ur mind with useless stuff and makes u do not as good as u could. i believe that once i sit down at the table in front of the test the knowledge just comes to me (if i learned it).
im talkin too much bout my thoughts. now the reason im writing this post. ive just recently been elected to my club’s board as Public Relations manager
. im not even sure the exact details yet so dun ask.
anyway part of my job is to maintain of clubs website. i took html classes so i kno what im doing. i’ve decided to move it from geocities(cause they suck) to xanga. its currently under construction(obviously), but when im done it may be better than my site.(tell me it wont) i want ur opinions so far on it. constructive critisism onlyYOUR opinion counts www.xanga.com/JdHsKeYcLuB
Friday
i helped out sum freshman in the lockeroom. aren’t u proud of me. the teacher asked me to help the freshies wit their locks and stuff. i even scared one of em, and he ran out the room. being a junior is fun. later ms.loeb nlocked my stuff in the locker room. she wouldn’t let me get it. so i went home in the rain(which was cold) without my bookbag, vest, binder, and i had a green tea in the locker. i didnt get it out til today. i didnt drink any.
Saturday
chilled in house and played games. i went into manhattan, got 2 shirts. didnt really find any pants i wanted. i had the best oatmeal raisin cookie i ever had. it was a bloak away from park ave and 43rd st. came home and played more games. i couldn’t exactly do my hw.
Sunday
went to church as usual. i had to ride my bike back to pick up sum quaker breakfast bars(dun ask
) my aunt came over and talked wit my mom. apparently there was a fight at one of my cousin’s b-day party that i missed. (i am the only of my family that isnt that ghetto)
Monday
now im talkin to u people. tryin to keep u guys informed. i dun really feel like doin my s.s hw cause u have to write an essay in it. im just sayin, what’s one missing hw. im still the best student(no lie) does anyone kno when “The Black Parade”-MCR drops or did it already? im tryin to get it the legal way. most of my music i just Limewire. oops. g2g FBI at my door
today was cool. i walk around my neighborhood wit this girl. we dropped off sum books at the library and walk and talked. i actually didn kno where the library was. me and garvin r cool now i guess. we started talkin in java class today. its a good feelin to kno that everyone u kno is cool wit u and ur cool wit them. no drama
i was chillin on my friends myspace when i came across this short little wordy thing. i started readin it and it was “post to my xanga worthy”
IF U ARE REAL FRIEND U READ IT ALL!!!
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAl FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs.
REAl FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAl FRIENDS: Would sit next to you sayin “Damn … we fucked up … but that shit was fun!”
FAKE FRIENDS: never seen you cry.
REAl FRIENDS: cry with you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAl FRIENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
REAl FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAl FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
REAl FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HERE!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAl FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you’ve had enough.
REAl FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say “Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don’t waste shit.”
FAKE FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
REAl FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out.
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this.
REAl FRIENDS: Will send this to all there real friends and hope to get it back!!
Boi Growing Up 