So this is me. Accept it, reject it, but don't try to change it...

Something Wicked This Way Comes...

Thu, 04 Mar 2004 05:35:38 GMT

I've come to a point in my life, where I am presented with the opportunity to change; and I have come to the conclusion of taking this opportunity, unlike many other times I've let it pass me by, to take on this change. There was a spark that started this, and wasn't going to sit there and wait for this new flame to die out- and hitch-hike for a better tomorrow.

I've come to realize a few things, as well.

I should not need anyone to make me happy.
- As true as this is, it is very hard to live by, but I will try.

I was also becoming ashamed of how I was (or wasn't) respecting myself online. I'd met a person, who, unknowingly, started this phenominal change in my life. The kind things they would say without any hidden need behind the words, and a kindness I've been shown the past few days, was the most I have gotten from a stranger. When my friend saw me degrading myself, rather than calling me something vague, he would just simply have to say "I thought you were better than that", and I would just feel, so.. dirty.
I had been thinking on starting out new, but as always, I procrastinate. Now I have the right motivation, and enough want to do so. As far as the self respect goes, I'd deleted all my old webcam pictures from my hard-drive. Not only did I gain more computer space, I also had gotten rid of anything that might embarrass me, in case a relative happened across my files. :s, heh.

So, anyhow.
I'm no one's bitch.
Here's my new start- Pr0stheticWings

:/ I won't be posting on here any more. :) *Waves*

Meaningful Update Later...

Wed, 03 Mar 2004 15:26:45 GMT

As for now...

I would like to say, for my own benefit, that I had 292 pictures of myself from my webcam. Until now. Now the only pictures aren't of me, or just me.

Explaining later in my more meaningful post... probably during lunch.

Tue, 02 Mar 2004 13:16:54 GMT

I wish it were raining... I want to dance in the rain and spin in circles. I'd want to dance on the water...

Sun, 29 Feb 2004 20:06:55 GMT

Cat the Eternal: i'm like
Cat the Eternal: SO going to the ren fair ^_^
Cat the Eternal is no longer idle at 2:30:55 PM.
xx Toxic Love oo: XD I hate you.
Cat the Eternal: hehehe
Cat the Eternal: Sorry 'bout last night, didn't think it'd take that long
Cat the Eternal: it was.. amusing. I sucked at first, then i started getting pretty much nothing but strikes
xx Toxic Love oo: Niiice XD
xx Toxic Love oo: I can't bowl.
Cat the Eternal: Cosmic bowling, woo.. yeah..
xx Toxic Love oo: Well.. I can, but not well.
Cat the Eternal: ehh.. it's not exactly hard. Once again, a game of physics.
Cat the Eternal: but yeah.. it was fun, i guess.
Cat the Eternal: i'm goin to be so annoyed with Nate if i end up buying some field plate or something, though>=\
xx Toxic Love oo: Well.. I was supposed to go bowling last week.. :/ my dad doesn't let me out much.
xx Toxic Love oo: Yes, let's all blame Nate >.> <.<
Cat the Eternal: Yeah!
xx Toxic Love oo: Sooo... does that mean if we strap him to a rocket and set it off, it would be fine, since it was his fault anyways? :D
Cat the Eternal: mmhmm. He's comin over soon, we should ambush him. Hurry over to Arizona!
xx Toxic Love oo: Okie :D *Awaymessages*
Cat the Eternal: DravonMenelkir: ?

Bwahahaha, he's confused and unsuspecting, perfect!

Auto response from xx Toxic Love oo: Hitch-hiking to Arizona, brb.

xx Toxic Love oo: :-P
xx Toxic Love oo: He shall be ambushed from the south :o
Cat the Eternal: Hehe
xx Toxic Love oo: >.> <.< yesss, fortunately, the boarder-line hopping mexicans who are wishing to make it to Canada had a satellite connected laptop in their bandwagon.. how convienient :D
Cat the Eternal: Lol
xx Toxic Love oo: Hehe
Cat the Eternal: DravonMenelkir: Cute, you have un novia!
Cat the Eternal: un novia? O.o
DravonMenelkir: A g.r.l.f.r.i.e.n.d......
Cat the Eternal: uhh.. wha?
DravonMenelkir: Yuppers, I'm on to you!
Cat the Eternal: O.o
DravonMenelkir: Been holding out on us, you little rascal!
Cat the Eternal: >=\
Cat the Eternal: What the hell are YOU talking about?
DravonMenelkir: Or do you deny that it's a girl!
DravonMenelkir: Do you!?!?!
Cat the Eternal: Ummm.. WHAT IF I DO!?!?!
DravonMenelkir: Oh, ok.
Cat the Eternal: Apparently, you're a guy now.
xx Toxic Love oo: o.o >.> <.< I thought they destroyed those files!!!
Cat the Eternal: Hahaha
xx Toxic Love oo: Damn the sweedish.
Cat the Eternal: DAMN THEM TO HEAVEN!!
Cat the Eternal: Because gods, it would SO suck to spend all of eternity with a bunch of fanatic christians..
xx Toxic Love oo: lmao XD
xx Toxic Love oo: "
Dear God,
Please stop being brilliant. Your glowing keeps me up at night.

Piss off,
You know who.."
xx Toxic Love oo: ^·^
Cat the Eternal: lol
xx Toxic Love oo: ACK! O.O That would suck... Because then there would be no string ><
Cat the Eternal: Woohoo!
Cat the Eternal: I got him thinking you're someone else, bwahahaha
Cat the Eternal: it's fun playing with peoples heads..
xx Toxic Love oo: :o who am I?
Cat the Eternal: That's classified information, sorry.
xx Toxic Love oo: Nooo... classified information is what you're not wearing, :D this is acceptional.
Cat the Eternal: O.o
xx Toxic Love oo: :3 he thinks I'm a resident of Arizona!! :o
xx Toxic Love oo: Score
Cat the Eternal: LOL
Cat the Eternal: How'd you pull that one off?
Cat the Eternal: i sent him the line about hitchhiking to Arizona
Cat the Eternal: to ambush him =D
xx Toxic Love oo: ;-; you've fed me to the wolves.
Cat the Eternal: O.o
Cat the Eternal: Little did you know, i've been playing both of you all this time, hah!
Cat the Eternal:
xx Toxic Love oo: Hello, Crooked Hawk? This is Rampant Bus, the Cather has put the Pot on the Tea Kettle, copy?
xx Toxic Love oo: Yes, three shakes of a Tadpole's tail and Rampant Bus is off for a quick round of Hop Scotch in hopes of Scoot-Scoot-Skidaddle, over.
xx Toxic Love oo: o.o
Cat the Eternal: ...
xx Toxic Love oo: Sources tell me you are a Cuban spy. ADMIT IT!!! *Hits fist on dictionary* The Cat's out of the Bag, Mister!!!
xx Toxic Love oo: :] Okay, I'm done.
Cat the Eternal: I CONFESS, they bribed me with cigars! CIGARS!
xx Toxic Love oo: *Slap* DON'T YOU KNOW IT WILL KILL YOU MAN!!!! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!
Cat the Eternal: They aren't for me, they're for my dad! I don't want him to starve..!
xx Toxic Love oo: *Brings out the red button* Don't make me press the red Button!
Cat the Eternal: NO!
Cat the Eternal: NOT THE RED BUTTON!?!?!
xx Toxic Love oo: (It's green really, but the company was too cheap to print out two more letters).
Cat the Eternal: ((right))
xx Toxic Love oo: *Ties you up* This is what we like to call.... The Jucy Fruit method... *Puts on sergical gloves, presses the red button, and a stick of Juicy Fruit appears* < insert cynical laughter -here- >
xx Toxic Love oo: *Juicy, even.
Cat the Eternal: *is being dragged off by a Nate-dawg* NO! THE AMBUSH FAILED!!
xx Toxic Love oo: :o
Cat the Eternal: They're dragging me off to the ren-fair, no AHHHHHHHHHGGGGG!!!
xx Toxic Love oo: Hehe.
Cat the Eternal: *is dragged off.. to.. -THE REN FAIR-*
xx Toxic Love oo: Suuure, rub that in... ass.
xx Toxic Love oo: :P
Cat the Eternal: *** Auto-response from DravonMenelkir: Dragging Cary into the desert halfway to Tucson, to shoo... er, visit the Ren fair and have fun, that's it.
xx Toxic Love oo: hehe XD
xx Toxic Love oo: :-\ they're not having the ren fair in Florida any more
Cat the Eternal is away at 3:00:48 PM.
xx Toxic Love oo: I never got to go >.>... Damn you. Give me pictures.

Auto response from Cat the Eternal: *is being dragged off to.. THE REN FAIR *

Sillyness..

Olde Powem- Fownd it sumwhere ( XD haha,sorry)

Sun, 29 Feb 2004 01:19:58 GMT

Will you still love me,
through feelings of regret?
Will you still love me,
before and after I fret?
Will you still love me,
when I reproach and detest?
Will you still love me,
with my pudge and small brest?
Will you still love me,
though my skin had been riddled with stretch?
Will you still love me,
when I make you feel like a wretch?
Will you still love me,
when these locks turn silver and old?
Will you still love me,
when I've become distant and cold?
Will you still love me,
when I'm wrinkled and withered with time?
Will you still love me,
when I'm six feet under and covered by grime?

Please tell me that you'll love me.
Forever,
One more time.

Sat, 28 Feb 2004 21:30:42 GMT

My inner child is six years old!

Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can
read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole
big world out there to do it in. Just so long
as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my
three best friends with me, of course.

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Sing along folks...

Fri, 27 Feb 2004 05:15:45 GMT

(I miss you miss you)

Hello there the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
And we'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you I miss you)
(I miss you I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you miss you)

I miss you (miss you miss you)
I miss you (miss you miss you)
I miss you (miss you miss you)
I miss you (miss you miss you)
(I miss you miss you)

Heh.

Fri, 27 Feb 2004 04:51:51 GMT

I had a crush on this guy for three years.

I'm probably randomly dead to him now, atleast when his friends are around. That's how it usually was, unless a friend we both knew were around. Whatever. It doesn't matter.

Walking in Jamey's shoes...

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 22:53:32 GMT

and I got depressed even further, but only long enough to write out a free form poem..

Tears stain my pillows, for I cry in my sleep. They trickle down my cheeks because life greets my misery with its shining rays of light. I paint my face for the crowds best interest, and act like I am fine; even though this depression of living has already absorbed my essance and begun wittling away my physical form.
I cut myself to pinpoint the Hell I feel inside... and yet... no physical pain can tear my mind from what was once love- now left behind. Drowning my sorrows in cheap alcohol and poisoned cigarettes- I still remain empty, a vessle drained of all good things worth living for. My discust in humanity continues to grow, as I lay myself out and stretch myself thing... and I break. My soul yearns for that happiness I once had, and longs for the silent white sounds of death; in constant, peaceful, solitude. And I feel, that only when accompanied by my good friend Death, will never be pittied, or hurt. And I shall cry no longer.

Short, simple... I admit there's a bit of me in there, can't walk completely in someone's shoes.. but still...

Mmmm...

Thu, 26 Feb 2004 10:48:26 GMT

The Whole Entire "Quest for the Holy Grail" script... *drools*

Dear Life,

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 17:47:30 GMT

I hope you get a Karma stick shoved up your ass.

Love,
Rachel

Haha, Life. Haha! How's that Karma stick feeling?

More dabbling

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 11:44:46 GMT

Photomanip.

Model: Frank

This probably took less than half an hour. Meh, simple, but it was an idea I had.

Enjoy.

Dear Life,

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 06:32:46 GMT

Fuck you. Please die.

Sincerely,
Rachel.

Shortwinded, for once.

Tue, 24 Feb 2004 17:47:31 GMT

Not much to post, I'm feeling artistic.
I blame Urian. Heh.
Er, or as his "pet name" goes, "Nairu", which sounds a lot more appitizing than "Urian" I guess.

So yeah, drawing another Nairu and Luelle` picture.. it's looking sweet and innocent. Apparently, though, Nairu's looking a lot like a fox, instead of a wolf, but whatever, I like how it came out so I don't really feel like changing his muzzle length... I'll probably round his ears a bit more, but yeah.

I made Cao-Cao laugh when he was hugging Kaze-Chan, because I mouthed "I'll kill you" to him. I guess he thought I was joking... :/

Hmm.. Pretty.

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 22:05:33 GMT

You're Element is Night. You're a loner who is very
creative but never show your work to anyone.
You may smile a little but sadness or
loneliness surround you and other can feel it
when they're near you. You have a dark or
unusual beauty that makes you mysterious and
you probably have a lot of secrets that you've
never told anyone. You're beauty is intriging
and unorthidox but the real thing that makes
you special is your eyes. Something in them
makes them like "Diamonds in the
Rough."

What's Your Element(girls)? (PICTURES)
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MY UTERUS IS BLEEDING- FUCK YOU!

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 17:33:24 GMT

My uterus is bleeding. I hope you all die. Yes. Because it is all of your faults. Except for that one woman who tried to impregnate me- thank you.

Now I wish for a freezing cold spoon to unleash the burning hot wrath of female bleeding uterus-ness.

Here, sympathize with the apathetic.

MY FUCKING UTERUS IS BLEEDING!!!!! EAT MY COCK YOU STUPID DUMB FUCK BITCHES, I HOPE MY ASS BLINDS YOU, BLINDS YOU LIKE THE BLIND KID THAT'S BLINDER THAN BLIND YOU STUPID FUCKS!! GRAHHHHH!!!! >.O JESUS WAS BORN FROM JOSEPH'S PENIS, EAT MY POPE YOU FUCKING CUNT!

Okay... I feel slightly be-- No.. I don't. I still hope my uterus goes brown and dies and just floats around in my body- useless. Or that my eggs spontaniously cumbusts, and I never hear from them again. Yes, I can hear my crotch buzzing with the soft murmering of my eggs at night. I'd appreciate it if someone would punch me and damage my fallopian tubes. Yes.

Cao-Cao is degrading. I hope he gets killed by me some day. I'm going to kill him with a dull butterknife. A plastic one. That's coated with painful poison... yes.

My collar feels pretty. Fuck you :D.

Indifferent, now the same...

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 03:47:36 GMT

I liked the feeling I had Saturday, when I was out walking around the appartment complex. I dunno, the sunlight was just right, the lack of noise was perfect, the weather was nice, my cloths were comfortable. I loved it. I took pictures of everything like some kind of tourist picture-taking whore.

I'm sore, I feel fat, just suddenly depressed again. I thought I'd end today alright, but geh. I was considering taking night classes, instead of day classes... it might be less crowded, and maybe the teachers can take me on easier... I dunno, it was just a thought. I should look into it. I am tired of putting up with some people, so.. yeah.

I'm still feeling a little apathetic, and cold towards most men. I can't be responcible for cheering anyone up any more, I seem to have lost my ability to do that, I think :/.

I talked to Urian on my dad's cell for a few hours today, it was nice. I liked his voice, the accent was almost nostalgic, minus the me missing the memories, bit.

Joy angered me, Cao-Cao angered me. If Cao-Cao makes Kaze-Chan cry ever again, I will beat the fucker shitless with my boots and pour anthrax-saturated lemonjuice on his wounds.

I haven't talked to Shane in the longest time... I have a feeling I won't be talking to him much any more- it makes me sad, but whatever. I don't even care any more.

Friend of a Friend.
Let's call her Sue.
She got pregnant and kicked out of the house and an abortion. This isn't Sue's first abortion. Sue is only 16/17. Rachel says, what the fuck, keep the fucking baby you stupid cunt. Not it's fault you can't keep your panties or pants on. Stop doing all those fucking drugs and going to all those fucking parties and get a fucking book or something and read it. I hope if you ever had any children, you tell them you killed off their first few brothers and sisters because you were too loose to handle the consiquences. Fucking bloody hell. If Sue got raped, Rachel could under stand, but no, Sue's gotta sleep around- not only that, but she's just so full of bull shit. It makes me sick. Do me a favour and stop talking about suicide and just fucking do it.

My mom even had an abortion once. That could have been me.

It's only tenish... I'm tired of the computer already.

Friday:
Saw guidance councellor. Fuck.

I wish I knew how to take all the pain away.

:o

Sun, 22 Feb 2004 18:52:02 GMT

You are guided by darkness. Chances are you are
depressed, or you just always see things in a
negative point of view. You sit back and take
everything in. You are the gentle giant. But
one day you will snap. (Rate my test)

What force is your soul?
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Forgive me Father for I have Sinned...

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 18:09:47 GMT

When you're stoned baby, adnd I am drunk
and we make love, it seems a little desolate
it's hard sometimes not to look away
and think what's the point
when I'm having to hold this fire down
I think I'll explode, if I can't feel this freely now

if you won't let me fall for you
then you won't see the best that I would love to do for you
instead you will be missing me when I go
cos I'm bored of hanging out in your cold

when I feel loved baby, I join the road
and the world moves with me
when I feel lost I just slip away
silently, quietly take my things and go
and think what's the point
think where's the hope we're coming home

if you won't let me fall for you
then you won't see the best that I would do for you
instaed you will be missing me when I go
cos I'm bored of hanging out in your cold

if you find one day
find some freedom and relief
and with this freedm maybe
maybe you will find some peace
and with this peace baby
I hope it brings you back to me, bring you home, take me home

if you wo'nt let me fall for you
then you won't see the best that I would do for you
instead you will be missing me when I go
cos I'm bored of hanging out in your cold

I have a confession to make.

Everyone I've ever dated, I've been unfaithful with because I have messed around with He who shall not be Named....

Everyone except Matt........
I love him so much... I still do....
I hate how I find out something is wrong when he tells me he's doing better...

I miss being his, and I miss being "us". The only reason I wouldn't ask is because he's been doing so shitty... He doesn't need me to add on to his burdans of plenty... But I love him so much... The last seven or so months have been hell... I've lost zest, I've lost myself... Trying and trying and cheaply loving since him. Trying to feel whole, trying to feel numbed, trying to find that happyness I once truely had... and always sitting, and thinking, and knowing he'll never love me the way I love him. And it hurts. I know he can't help that... I wouldn't love me either... hell.. I don't love me now.
I've been so empty... I've stopped giving most things my 100%, everything except him. I'd be my all for him, like a lap dog. He could do anything to hurt me, and all he has to do is give me a soft word, a real smile.. mouth "I love you" on a webcam, and I could forgive him for even sawing off my leg...
Yes. I am that weird obsessed American girl.. and I have become a slave to my own obsession, whether he knows it or not.

I have kept this inside for long enough. And frankly, I can't deal with having to keep it all in.

Think of it as a harlot's confession for a love she'll always have, despite how many alternative ways she tries to find that feeling she once had.

This is public. You can critisize me, hate me, pitty me, sympathize with me.... but it will never change the way I feel.

Eh.

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 15:38:18 GMT

At home playing hookie.

I really didn't feel like going to school and putting up with teachers work and people today...

Convinced both my parents that I'm sick, so it's all good.

And her sorrows accompanied her pains...

Wed, 18 Feb 2004 17:48:28 GMT

I am the Mother who neurtures and adores all the little babes, whose tender feel withers and fades as the steady hands of time passes.
I am the neglected Child who searches for the source of a smile, whose pouting lips find nothing but darkness in its own misery of failure.
I am the Bride who smiles so beautifully and loves so purely, whoes true meaning becomes adulterated with the perversions and sins of an unfaithful mate.
I am the Lover who writhes in the rapture of a wet dream, whose eager ears drink in empty promises in this world's decrepid virsion of love.
I am the widow who finds solace in unwritten memories and unshed tears, whose aching heart yearns for the gentle touch and soft words of its tangible soul- long gone.
I am the Life who has lost site of its own exsistance,
who has been smothered by darkness,
who had once brandished true love,
who has incideously been lied to,
who once held meaning,
who is forever lost.

And it's killing me inside.

I'd like to say that I stole some JollyRancher fruit chews from Kaze-Chan, but I didn't. :D She shared, and we bickered about men like crotchity old lesbians :P. Like being the important word.

The bell rang. I'm done.

If you're cold I'll keep you warm, if you're low just hold on..

Wed, 18 Feb 2004 11:38:10 GMT

I've been a depressed little monkey for the past few weeks. If you haven't noticed.

And I'm sorry if I had any one worried. Just try not to anyways :/ it isn't really anything that can be fixed with something other than time.

I've been feeling distant and lonely, and I guess I kind of got to the root of my actions while talking to poor Kaze-chan yesterday. I pretty much blew up and started gushing bottled up thoughts and feelings at her :o. Lmao, they weren't really for her, lmao, just, she was unfortunately the one that was there when it happened. It was worth it though... I ended up finding out that we have a lot more in common other than Anime. That was also due to the chat we had at lunch! <3 haha, I'm not sharing on what that one was about though... lol!

I really hope she can come with us to our Dad's flat, it would be really fun and I could do more of that human bonding stuff I need to do :o...

Was talking to Pat a lot on VF, too. He's pretty in depth with the Karma and Buddhism. Which is cool.

I was listening to Dido yesterday and pigging out on chocolate. You know, the typical thing for a depressed chickadee like me to do. The music was making me even more depressed, but then I got to this one song, "Don't leave home". It was so uplifting. I listened to it on repeat and even attempted at singing along. Not that everyone really appreciated that, but whatever. It made me feel better.

Of course, becca stole the cd player so she could listen to her music. Sure, as long as she's happy, the welfaire of others doesn't really matter. Just because she wated to listen to some rock before she went to sleep- it's not like she would have fallen asleep with out it. X.x but yeah,the whole Dido thing was almost theraputic for me, and she takes it away. Stupid twit.

Seriously. Stereotypes should be killed thoroughly. So instead of hating a group of people just because they hang out with people who listen to this music or wear these cloths, we should just hate individually :P and give our hate a face and name, rather than just a whole group. :o
I mean, I hate how people who consider themselves "goth" and actually admit to it (ew, I stomp on their asses and genitilia until it's minced meat), usually to always say they hate Preps. WTF? I've met a lot of preps individually who are not at all that bad. Take Joe and Sammie for instance. They're really nice people, but then some people wouldn't know that because they wouldn't see past the Ambercrombie and Fitch shirts.
Cloths and stereotypes don't make a person, people. Hello.
Which is why Andrew's "My dad's going to make me wear prep shirts and pants next year" dilema pissed me off. If a couple of shirts and pants and a new hair style is going to completely change who you are now, then you probably didn't have the right to label yourself as what you had before hand. Damnit.

I rant, I run out of time. I go to school.

A new day, a new addiction...

Mon, 16 Feb 2004 19:29:07 GMT

I've found another whoredom when I lack the webcam. That would be the voice chat.

I think I'm going to type out this whole entry using HTML stuffs, instead of hitting enter to get a new paragraph. -- Well... the voice chat won't work for Eric and me now.. that sucks. No matter, I sound like a twelve year old girl... :P... or a budgery lady.

I had a dream about my dogs last night... which was kind of typical because I was missing them lately. :( I miss my chocolaty Moe-tard and that spaztic Mugsie... *Sniff* Plus, my neck hurts from the crazy headbanging that Becca and I did yesterday to Wumpscut. I recomend their music :o. The only one I've heard was Soylant Greens, that will be the song I have sex to... so.. If I'm about to get laid, and that song is nowhere to be found, I guess whoever thought they were going to score that night, isn't getting anything unless he figures out how to get a hold of that song :P.

Oh the power of being "she".

So yeah, I was voice chatting like an feindish whore yesterday and some of today, and yesterday, this one guy who I gave my yahoo sn to wanted to voice chat. He sounded like a ninty-year-old preist that's terminally ill and high on ecstacy *Shuddershudder*. I never want to hear a voice like that again, not any time soon anyways.

Hmm.. Harl's upset about something. Beh, atleast he lets one know when he's upset... lol, it seemed to have turned about though :s (and that laugh wasn't as if it were funny, though much like one of those suprized "guess what" laughs)- Matt seems to be not quite as depressed as usual, and then Harl goes upset x.x;.. Stupid sea-saws.

I don't feel like putting more into here at the moment... ech.

Slap on my french maid outfit and give me a duster...

Sun, 15 Feb 2004 16:47:30 GMT

I'm A Pancake Making Whore Today

:o I found a picture of my ex! X.x

Sun, 15 Feb 2004 01:43:27 GMT

You may now start scolding me for robbing the cradle.