User:City Lights

City Lights (Born Haley Alexandra) is a student. Her current interests include friends, photography, and music. Her favorite articles on Wikiquote include Jade Puget, Smith Puget, Davey Havok, Adam Lazzara, Matt Rubano, and Peter Wentz. Her favorite musical artists include Amber Pacific, Escape the Fate, Taking Back Sunday, The Academy Is..., Cobra Starship, Fall Out Boy, and Cute Is What We Aim For. They are her favorite Wikipedia articles, along with the band members. Her favorite book is Catcher in the Rye.

Quotes

 * "Break dance, not hearts.  I heard that somewhere."
 * "It's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just I don't know them.  Which scares me."  -On her best friend Jordan's older friends
 * "Oh, so I can see the TMNT movie, but when I want to go to Chuck E. Cheese, that's when you're like, 'Do something a twelve-year-old would do?'"
 * "You obviously don't know anything if you think that Avril Lavigne is punk.  Ow, don't hit me because of my fucking oppinions!   She is the farthest thing from punk, and that will alway be what I think."
 * "I guess I understand that.  I mean, I liked Aaron Carter when I was younger..."   -When Jessica said she liked rap music

Dialoge
Me:  Do something! I can only record this until some phsyco finds me with the camera! Jessica:  //chair surfs// Me:  //turns camera to Jordan//   Say hi! Jordan:  //waves and makes slutty poses// Me:  You little fucking bitch! Ronisha:  Y'know Chinese people have over a hundered letters in the alphabet? Me:  Are you saying we don't?  Jessica:   Jordan and I just made a new dance. What should we call it? Me:  Jordan helped? Jessica:  Yeah. Me:  I dunno, but make sure it has 'whore' somewhere in it. Kyle: What's on your hand? Me:  A spell to keep the Friday the 13th monsters away. Kyle:  You believe in that stuff? Me:  Yeah. Bad shit happens, man. Especially in big rooms, like the cafeteria or something. Kyle:  I like big rooms. Me:  I thought you might. Shelby:  (over phone)   I can give you Kyle's adress and phone number and stuff. Me:  Seriously? Shelby:  Yeah. It's personal info here. Me:  I'm never gonna use it. Shelby:  Google him. Technically that's not stalking. Me: I do. Every day. Shelby:  Okay yeah. That makes you a stalker. Shelby:  Kyle's weird. Me:  Like how? Shelby:  One day in Tech Ed he was already mad, and the teacher was explaining something. He was giving a demo so we all had to come watch, but Kyle's desk was right there so he stayed put, and like halfway through the teacher's demo he just fell out of the chair. Me and like four other girls busted up, and so did the teacher. Me:   Why? Shelby:  Because you know how he looks like a tenth-grader because of how tall and mature-looking he is- Me:   He's not too mature. Shelby:  -Well yeah, but he looks that way. Anyway, he was just laying on the floor. It was hilarious. Me:  I cannot trace this! *holds up picture of a leaf* Kyle:  Why not? It's a freakin' leaf. Me:  My paper is as thick as your head, dumbass! Kyle:  I need paper. Me:  Nice to know. Kyle:  //slight pause// Imma go to the bathroom. When I get back, there better be paper on this desk. //kyle returns and sees a peice of paper that says "I HATE YOU" on his desk, and glares at me// Me:  You said you needed paper. You didn't say I couldn't write on it. Me:  Hey, stupidass. Wanna make a quick twenty bucks? Kyle: I'm listening, jackass. Keep talking. Me:  First off, I'm not the jackass in this conversation. Second off, break up with George for me. Kyle:  Alright. Oh but Haley, if you don't have the money on Moday, you'll- Me:  I swear man, I'll hang myself. Kyle:  Oh no, much worse. Buy a G-string. Me:  Like, a guitar G-string? Oh-kayyyyy... Kyle:  Oh no. Much more fun to look at then a guitar string. (The last day of school, and the office calls me for early dismisal.) Kyle:  Bye, retard. Don't die from blood loss over the summer. Me:  I'll try. //I turn and start to leave, then look back at Kyle, teary-eyed// Me:  I am going to miss you so fucking much it's unbelieveable. And Kyle, I never told you this, but I love you so much. //I hug Kyle, and as I walk out of the classroom I hear:// Kyle:  I live ten minutes away from you, you idiot! Me:  (thinking) Damn it... (the first day of school, walking into French class) //kyle walks in// kyle:  oh fantastic, I have classes with you this year too? me:  go shave your legs. kyle:  So shelby said that you guys were gonna walk past my house five million times until I came outside and talked to you. me:  yeah. kyle:  i'm gonna stand outside with a shotgun. I mean it. (on the morning announcements: and congradulations to Gage --- for winning the Who Am I contest!) me: WHAT THE BLOODY- (falls out of chair) kyle:  Haley, did you get the new CD? me: the day it came out. kyle:  i downloaded it on LimeWire. Free and illegal. me:  wow, two for one. sounds like your kinda place. Shelby:  So, you've fallen for Kyle again. Me:  Yup. Fallen right into the firey pits of hell.