About

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My nickname is Joosebox for real. Not the "Joosebocks" you see as my name for this place. Some one stole my name/beat me to it. Anyhow no hard feelings to that person.
Anywho.... I am 18 plus 1 year old. I plan on making it to the age of 114. If that doesn't happen oh well. I do consider myself a religious person, however you won't hear me telling people not to swear, have sex before marriage, or anything like that. I feel like being a person who won't piss people off. I am currently in college furthering my education. I am falling further and further into debt as I typeth. So feel free to give me money.
What am I going to college for you might ask. Well I want to be a signlanguage interpreter. Its going okay so far. I love to talk to people, and I believe communication is everything. Whether you use your hands, feet, or voice. Everyone needs to get across to others how they are feeling about something of anything.
Dare I ask any of you what you want to do with your life? YES I do dare. What do you want to do with your life? Where do you want to go? Who do you want to be? Can I be apart of it?
I love meeting new people. My goal in life is to meet a person from each country of the world. Firstly however, I want to meet a person from each of the fifty states. Do I want to know different languages? Yes. The only thing is... for some reason I don't want to be fluent in them. What sense does that make? To me it makes some sense but not a lot. Let me know if it makes sense to you. I'd greatly appreciate it.
Ok, now on to my family. I am the oldest of two kids in my family. My sister is, at times, two years younger than me, and at other times she's one year younger than me. We live with our parents when I'm not at school. She gets to have them all to herself when I'm here getting my edjumucayshun.... sound it out and you might get the joke. We have two dogs, a bunch of chickens, and whatever animal my pops decides to raise. As of right now I think it is just dogs and chickens.
My pops is a hippee, not really. Take one look at my pops and you might cringe then again you might be like "Row faster I hear banjo music." Yes he looks like a mountain man. At times he can be an effin eff effer but he's still my pops. He was the one that got me into thinking about going to college. I honestly wasn't even considering it until my pops pulled me off to the side and was like "See where I work? See what I do for a living? Do you really want that?" It kinda woke me up to the fact that he was indirectly telling me to not grow up like him. Which is pretty cool. The only thing that I wish my pops would do more is hug me. He's not a real affectionate kinda guy. He grew up with a HUGE family of nothing but boys and one girl. I really feel sorry for my aunt. His pops wasn't the nicest of guys, but still I give my pops credit for sticking around to take care of the old man for as long as he lived.
Now my ma.... she is amazing!!!! She puts up with my crap, my sister's crap, and whatever crap that pops into my pops' head. She does her best to provide for my family. She puts up with a hellish work enviornment and she has the coolest family ever. Her family tree is so big that I dread going to reunions because I know for a fact that I will not, cannot, and probably shouldn't try to remember all the people's names. In fear of my mental stability.
That reminds me. I know I'm crazy. It is no secret, but feel free to remind me. I hate lables. Pop, punk, goth, jock, prep, nerd, geek, slut, do gooder, bad guy, bad girl, thug, gangsta, b***h, ho, slut............. its all pointless. The only lable anyone should have is "Friend". That's what I want. I want friends.