Monday, November 8, 2004

So, my life is very different from when it was when I made those other posts. I'm older and wiser and not as dumb. But still..eh. Whatever. None of you care..I'm not on this site anymore. Whatever.
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Sunday, January 25, 2004

   Hair
Ugh. Great. My hair didn't turn out any kind of way that I wanted it to--it now looks like a cross between Weird Al Yankovich and Hermione Granger's hair. I'm so gald that I didn't try this on the night of the dance. At least I tested it first. I'm just getting around to rading Draco Sinister...I read Draco Dormeins a while back and i've forgotten some of the stuff on there, but i'm sure that i'll remember it soon. I'm good with stuff like that. Oh man, Forrest tried to trick me again by saying that all of his links in his profile were cool. Yeah right. Last time he said that, I was looking at a page with lyrics of some love songa and then the excorsit's face popped up. Then he came to school about two days later and put the picture up to my face --I almost hypervinhilated (however you spell that). Our biology teacher had to ask me what was wrong. But I had seen one of the links that was in his profile before, so I knew that all of them were crappy freaky ones. And I told him that, and he was like, "It's just so easy to trick you." That fagget. Sometimes I like him, sometimes I hate him. Ah, if only he didn't have that stupid tomboy of a girlfriend. And then sometimes I like JW (aka BOB) but then sometimes I don't, and then sometimes I have a thing for Gavin. What the hell?! I know this isn't bad, I just think that they're nice. Michele, in 7th grade, had a list of about 20 guys that she liked. I couldn't understand why she did...but now I kinda know. But that was 7th grade. This is 9th. But i'm glad it's the weekend so I can sleep. Ironically, I just stay up later. I'm going to Alex's youth group tomorrow, for the second time. I like everything up until the bible study, but the couches are really comfortable and so I just kind of listen to Alex and Emmy's commentary and it makes it all worth while. I'm gonna go back to reading Draco Sinister.
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Saturday, January 24, 2004

Quizzes

You are hidden. You have a mask that covers you. On
the outside you appear happy. Carefree.
Oblivious. No one knows its fake, all a game
you play. Inside, you're angry and sad. Why
does no one get you? Doesn't anyone see that
the smile on your face means nothing at all?
Maybe no one knows what you really feel, maybe
only a good friend knows. You also really like
music, but most people dont know the music you
listen to. In a way, you are shy on the inside,
because your true feelings dont come out.


What's Your Personality?? (YOU CAN GET MIXED!) very detailed...(now with pics)
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You are hidden. You have a mask that covers you. On the outside you appear happy. Carefree. Oblivious. No one knows its fake, all a game you play. Inside, you're angry and sad. Why does no one get you? Doesn't anyone see that the smile on your face means nothing at all? Maybe no one knows what you really feel, maybe only a good friend knows. You also really like music, but most people dont know the music you listen to. In a way, you are shy on the inside, because your true feelings dont come out.

--I am not hidden. And i'm not fake, either. At least I hope not. I actually think that i'm artistic, sad, and carefree....

You are Artistic, Carefree, and sad. On the outside, you are funny and sweet, caring and loving. You are flexible and get along with everyone most the time. You pretend to be stupid sometimes just to have a laugh. However, deeper inside you, you are very artistic. Music is your passion, your life. You have opinions on lots of things, and wonder 'Why?' and 'What If?'. You have a passion and talent for the arts. Most people dont get this side of you.You arent depressed, just sad and disapointed with the world. You're incredibly open minded, as well. But none of you is fake, you are just very well rounded. You aren't oblivious to the pains in this world like most people are, but still at the same time dont spend all your life with a frown on your face.

--that seems more like me. Oh well, i'll get back to you asap w/ more quizzes...
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Meh
So..my first myOtaku post. I've just started to get on Otaku again ever since our computer recovered from that mother of a virus that damaged our whole hard drive. All of my writings were in that damn folder -- and after dad rescued it once, he put all of the stuff from Microsoft Word into the "safe" folder. After a couple of days, he took them out --stupid, stupid thing to do. The thing came back again, now saying that our register card wasn't working properly, so it wouldn't even start up (well, the first time it wouldn't start up either..) so now all of my additions to my story that were on the computer are gone. Thank god I wrote all of my story on notebook paper, because I knew something like this was gonna happen. But then I got onto the computer and I changed things as I wrote--made them better. Since the span of my book has been about two years from start to finish, starting in like, 7th grade when I was still at my old house, it's really bad at the beginning. No detail--just facts. And it wasn't very interesting, there wasn't much of a plot line. But then! I got into the world of fan fiction and Otaku and all these great books that I hadn't read yet and my writings got better, and you could tell. I changed all that on the computer, and it was great! Then BOOM. Gone...::sigh::. Dad says that he'll try and retreive the messed up files from our old harddrive, but that was about a month ago, and he hasnt' made an effort. He's been working so much on this new house that he has no time to do such things. I'm surprised he remembered that I still didn't have doors. And we've been living here for almost two years. So...he won't give me doors...but a new speaker-doorbell and new siding to the house, yes, yes, do that first! Jeez...

I had to scroll up and see how I got onto this subject. I'm prone to going off on tangents, never really getting to my point..ah! The computer. So now we have sbc yahoo instead of hotmail or AOL (which I hated to begin with) and now our system is clean. Finally. I always hated the comptuer--for personal reasons-- but just because you never knew what it was picking up and what it remembered about where you went or who you talked to, or who it sent all of this information about you to...::shudder::. Oddly enough, I like the unknown. I've been a firm believer of SOMETHING out there...hell, in 4th grade I even convinced myself that I was an alien princess from the planet Yorkshinake that came to Earth looking for peace and my name was Zena...I was a messed up kid. I'll get more into that when I feel like it.

So my hair is all done up in these little twisty thingies to get my hair curly. It's already wavy, but i want it CURLY. It'd be a nice style for the Winter Formal on Saturday. I don't have a date--I don't think it really matters anymore. My best friend doesn't have a date, so hell, i'll just go with her. I don't want to get hurt like the last dance that I went to. It was a girls-ask-guys dance and I really liked this guy, um...lets call him Bob. (original name, yeah, i know). So I asked Bob and he said yes. About a week before the dance he got sick for four days and came back on friday. The dance was on Saturday, so I asked him if he was going or not. He looked really sick, so when he said no, i understood. The dance was fun, I guess, everybody was kinda with their date...sorta...it was a barnyard dance, so it didn't really matter. We went back to school on Monday and i heard that Bob was over at his friend "taylor"'s house the day of the dance. The nerve! He told me he was sick! Then he goes off and spends the day with one of his guy friends? I didn't speak to him for a week. He told me later, when I decided that that was enough of the cold shoulder, that if he had gone to the dance, he would have gotten sicker (it was raining), and so he went over to taylors. I forgave him, but it still just.....irks me. So it really doesn't matter now that I don't have a date to go to the dance with. I have a killer dress though. And plus, my mom didn't have to pay for it-- it was my sisters. Which is odd, because my sister is like, a foot taller than me--but it fit.

So...that's enough for today...hopefully I didn't bore you with my life...
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