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Joined Jan '07

You know I"m thinking when your profile is a year off in your age its time to update! haha so anyway I'm Jessica im 18. and i love fanfics. but I'm more of a reader and reviwer than a writer. In fact i suck at it. I mostly just read Gilmore Girls and some House. I love seeing what different things people can come up with for Rory and Lorelai. I also hate when people spell Lorelai's name wrong it just bugs the crap out of me.

My favorite parings are Rogan, Trory, and of course JavaJunkie. I can tolerate Jess and Rory, not sure what their nickname is, but i hate Dean and Rory, don't really care what their nickname is, and will not read anything with them together. I also hate Chris and Lorelai together and wish he would disappear off the face of the earth.

Some of my other intrest include cheerleading, gymnastics, and swimming. I also love reading some of my favorite books include "The Great Gatsby" by F. Scott Fitzgerald and "Muder on the Orient Express" by Agatha Christie. I also love music I play guitar and piano. My music taste ranges from country to pop to a little punk. Some of my favorite artist/groups include Kenny Chesney, Keith Urban, Avril Lavigne, Justin Timberlake, Beyonce and Nickelback. My all time favorite songs would be "You Had me From Hello" by Kenny Chesney, "Irreplaceable" by Beyonce, "Sk8er Boi" by Avril Lavigne, and "If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback. I also love "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Greenday but that is the only song I like by them.

Favorite TV shows:

Gilmore Girls, House, Wildfire, Kyle XY, That 70's Show, Strong Medicine, 7th Heaven, Scrubs, and a lot more.

Favorite movies:

Pirates of the Caribbean 1&2, Titanic, Click, The Devil Wears Prada, Music and Lyrics, Breakfast Club, Hannibal Rising, and many many many more.

Favorite Quotes ( Mostly from Gilmore Girls some from House):

Rory: Mitchum Huntzberger? Yes. Its Rory Gilmore. I just thought I'd call and remind you that Logan is lying in a hospital bed with a partially collapsed lung, and a whole host of other potentially life threatening injuries. And I'm figuring, a guy like you, surrounded by nothing but a bunch of terrified sycophants might not have someone in his life with the guts to tell him what an incredibly selfish, narcissistic ass he's being. So, I thought, I'd jump on in. Swallow your pride, get in your car, and come down here, and see your SON, now!

-Super Cool Party People

Emily: Now, let's talk about your money. (She leans over Shira and speaks quietly.) You were a two-bit gold digger fresh off the bus from Hicksville when you met Mitchum at whatever bar you happened to stumble into. And what made Mitchum choose you to marry amoungst the pack of women he was bedding at the time, I'll never know, but hats off to you for bagging him. He's still a playboy, you know. Well, of course you know. That would explain why your weight goes up and down thirty pounds every other month. (Shira laughs nervously.) But that's your cross to bear. But these are ugly realities. No one needs to talk about them. Those kids are staying together for as long as they like. You won't stop them. Now, enjoy the event. (She smiles and walks off, waving at another guest.) Diane, hello!

(Emily returns to sit at her table. Shira continues to smile falsely.)

-We've Got Magic To Do

Emily: Are you ready?

Lorelai: Wow, you look great, Mom.

Emily: Are you being sarcastic?

Lorelai: No, I’m being completely serious.

Emily: Oh, well, thank you. That’s a pretty color. What is that? (referring to lipstick)

Lorelai: It’s called Vicious Trollop.

Emily: Oh, stop it!(Lorelai shows lipstick name) Now why would you name a lipstick something like that?

Lorelai: ‘Cause ‘dirty whore’ was taken?

Emily: You frighten me.

-There's The Rub

Rory: I've outdone myself photographically; every one of these is a keeper.
Logan: Okay, that's a close-up of my naked butt, that's not a keeper.
Rory: You're right, that's a screensaver.


Finn: (In a drunken state): Do I know you?

Pulp Friction

Paris: (confronting Tristan about the fact that he showed up at the group meeting) What do you think you're doing?
Tristan: Uh, Professor Anderson forgot to include me when she made up the groups, so she told me to pick one.
Paris: Fine, you have four other acts to choose from. Take your pick.
Tristan: Yeah, well Summer's in act 1, Beth and Jessica are in act 2, Kate's in act 3, and uh, Claire, Kathy, and Mary are in act 4. So this is the only one free of ex-girlfriends.
Paris: So we're being punished for our good taste?

Run Away, Little Boy

Lorelai: Hi, yes, I was at your auction yesterday and I was wondering if you could help me. I met a man there and I would like to contact him but I didn’t get his name and I wondered if you could look it up for me. He was paddle number seventeen, and...Oh right, confidential, got it...Well, you know, actually, I misspoke earlier because this isn’t a complete stranger I’m trying to contact here, he’s an old friend from school...Good question. Well, I don’t know his name because I only knew him by his nickname...Uh, Shamu. We called him Shamu. He was kind of a big guy in high school, but he’s slimmed down quite a bit...No, see, I don’t have time to contact the high school alumni committee because time is of the essence...See, Shamu and I went to a liquor store after the auction and we bought a lottery ticket together and we tore it and I took half and he took half, and I’ll be damned if the thing didn’t win!...Fourteen million dollars!...Really, but see, we have to claim it by four pm today or we forfeit...Ah, yes...Oh, well, but there’s one more thing that I forgot to tell you. See, my blood type is o-negative and he’s o-negative and I have a medical condition that...All right, then. Well, thank you anyway. Bye. (hangs up)

Eight O'Clock at the Oasis

Rory: Mom's famous for her blowouts.
Lorelai: The best one was her eighth birthday.
Rory: Oh yeah, that was good.
Lorelai: The cops shut us down.
Luke: The cops shut down an eight year old's birthday party?
Rory: And arrested the clown.

Rory’ Birthday Parties

Luke: Jess, this is Mia. She owns the Independence Inn.
Jess: Oh.
Luke: That's "hello, nice to meet you" in slacker.

The Ins and Outs of Inns

Dr. Cameron: I'm uncomfortable about sex.

Dr. Chase: Well, we don't have to talk about this...

Dr. Cameron: Sex COULD kill you. Do you know what the human body goes through when you have sex? Pupils dialate, arteries constrict, core tempeature rises, heart races, blood pressure skyrockets, respiration becomes rapid and shallow, the brain fires bursts of electrical impulses from nowhere to nowhere, and secretions spit out of every gland, and the muscles tense and spasm like you're lifting three times your body weight. It's violent. It's ugly. And it's messy. And if God hadn't made it UNBELIEVABLY fun, the human race would have died out eons ago. She pauses to catch her breath

Dr. Chase: He is speechless

Dr. Cameron: Men are lucky they can only have one orgasm. Know that women can have an hour long orgasm?

Dr. Foreman: enters

Dr. Cameron: as if nothing had just occurred Hey Foreman. What's up?

This about a little girl who was abused, if you care copy and paste this in your profile

My name is sarah

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm sradishing to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I sradish to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream

But its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.

PEOPLE WHO GET ABORTIONS ARE MURDERS!! There is NO reason to encourage a death to a young CHILD.

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