February 18th, 2004 Got the DA call. I'm in. I didn't want to put it here, cause I didn't want my dad to know (as I don't think he frankly deserves to know), but my mom said she already told him cause he was at our house earlier today, so what the heck. Samantha, Catherine J., Tori, Nii, Bug, Camelot, Annie, and other peoples that MIGHT matter, but they don't come to mind immediately as I'm typing this, got in as well. Yayness. Forward, darlings, let's bring 'em heck. February 11th, 2004 Sorry I haven't updated for 9 days, but I do all my junk on my LJ now. Click the link below to see pics of my bunny! February 2nd, 2004 I don't like my website too much. I miss my old layout. But I don't have the HTML anywhere. I wish Nii would stop hosting so many pity parties. It's annoying sometimes. Where did my January entries go? Did I even have January entries? December 31st, 2003 *swaggers onto the screen in miniature version, holding a bottle and smiling stupidly* HAPPY NEW YEARS EVE! Man... I can't keep doing this! Going to sleep at 1 am, waking up at 11 am. Next week I'm gonna have to get up 4 1/2 hours before I do now! So tomorrow, I'm waking up at 7, just to cut back a bit. RIIIIIIGHT! Okay. If you've read my AIM profile, you know this whole piano thing isn't working for me. I'm not a good piano player. I'm not an experienced piano player. I have only performed TWICE. So what in hell caused me to think of the idea of writing the music for the songs MYSELF. I wrote a VERY simple melody for "Only Over Time". It sucks. Because a) it sounds like butt and b) it's not the melody I had in my head. So... if you're a piano or guitar player, please please please please please help me! I've got a few things that a person who is going to play my songs has to be: 1) local (meaning, in the same city I am, sry Zack...) 2) good enough to help write melodies for a song 3) doesn't pay attention to my lyrics. Cause 1) they're, shall we say, different and 2) they have a LOT of different genres It came to my attention the other day that my album would be very wickedfancy if it was recorded. Cause I don't think many artists have an alubum out that contains: love songs, god songs, just-for-the-hell-of-it songs, punk rock melodies, popish melodies, odd melodies. I really don't know... hmm... but if any of you guys have heard the song "Perfect Day" (on the Legally Blonde soundtrack) but it's kinda the kind of music most of my songs will be. Hmm... Yesterday I wrote too much, and now I'm all worn out. Wait... I'm confusing my days. Spring break is beginning to all mix into one big blur. It was Monday I wrote a lot. But anyways. I gotta call Niki at some point, we absolutely HAVE TO get together today to do Mrs. P's project. It's due not this coming Monday, but the next. We have to film all this, write some of it still, edit it, etc. etc. Man... I need to get my butt offline to call her. But my mother's at a doctor's appointment right now, so I couldn't say what time we could meet. Crapola. Oh! And yesterday I told my mother about the whole album thing. I'll give you the direct conversatin... *** Setting: Publix, walking in the produce section. Me: Oh, and uh, by the way. I have 18 songs written with melodies to them, and my friend, Caley, has an older brother who owns a recording studio. So we might... yeah. Mother: Mmmm... Me: Hey look! Sunny Delight is cheap today! *** tee-hee. Oh man... I just realized the last part of what I said. She could think... oh deary. Oh well. Anyways, if this does happen, she can't say I never told her. :D Oh, and up there, I meant WINTER break, not spring, and as I don't take out things, or change things in my textarea, you'll have to deal with the correction now. WOO HOO! Save You is completely downloaded now... *scurries off to download the last song of Emilie Autumn's* Ta-ta. December 30th, 2003 Bump getting up early to slave away for my album. I got up at 11:15 today. It's gonna be hard to start getting up at 6:20 am for school next week. It's also gonna be hard to give up my freedom of reading, writing, computer, and singing for writing (but this class bores me...), math, science, language arts, US History, health, and piano. Piano ain't too bad. Science ain't too bad, depending on 1) what mood Mrs. P is in and 2) what we're working on. I've realized that I really don't want to set my songs to music MYSELF. Cause I'm not that good at the piano, and I'm not like those people who can hear a melody and pick it out on the piano the first time they try. It took 2 hours for the Snowflake song, and that only has 4 short lines. Lol. This album is one HUGE hastle. But it's one hastle I'm willing to put myself in the middle of, so that's a change. I'm listening to Emilie Autumn. And I can't help but think, "wow, she wanted an album, and everyone she got wanted to change her, so she even made her own RECORD COMPANY! Along with some pretty cool songs." Before I found out that Bug's bro had a recording studio, I was going to go to Emilie Autumn's website and find a place to e-mail her personally and explain my situation. Maybe she would take pity on me, cause I'm basically in somewhat the same situation she was in however many years ago. But if I DO succeed in getting an album, my full name won't appear on the album. I don't like my last name, and no one would be able to pronounce it. So it would be called "Only Over Time" by "Lindsay Katherine". And I'd probably (after a few months of realizing no one but my friends want my CD) put my music up on my album website for free, legal downloading. Some of my more loved songs, I wouldn't put up. I might put an address where people could send the shipping and handling money and about $2 for the actual CD, and then I'd send it to them. Hmm... Going away to download the rest of Emilie Autumn's songs... December 29th, 2003 *yawn* It's 10:52 am. I was up for a while last night. Editing my songs and deciding which ones would be on my album (if I get one) and in what order. I also wrote two new songs last night. One called "God and I" and one called "Society". Niki knows the Society one. That's mostly because her phrases she was saying to me on the phone (as I was writing it) are the inspiration to every verse. I'd put the lyrics to the new songs up on my hidden song page (only four people to my knowledge have found it, and that's cause I gave the link to two of them, and hinted very much to the other two) but I'm not in the mood. Don't get me wrong, I'm not pissed off or sad or nothing. I'm happy as a bubble bee right now. I just don't feel like walking the however many steps from here to my room to pop the floppy disc out of my beloved computer. Now I feel like counting the steps from this computer to my computer. Brb... Back! 14 normal Lindsay steps. I am lazy. But now I've got 1) the floppy disc and 2) list of the songs (in order) that are going on my album (if I get one) Here's the list: *** Album Name: Only Over Time 1. To Trust Someone 2. Hittin' the Road Again 3. Your Faith Will Never Fall 4. What Happened... 5. Look Back and Ahead (with an added in chorus) 6. Shining in my Shadows (took off "Dreaming of my past") 7. Only Over Time (the songs here happen/can be fixed "Only Over Time", it's the album name...) 8. Shakespeare 9. You Just Keep 10. Silly Patatoes 11. Powerful Force (originally named "And Yet...") 12. Remember 13. Gifted 14. Free 15. Society 16. Nothing 17. Valley of Love 18. God And I *** If you've read all these songs (or most of them anyway) you'll know that I've purposely put the listener (if I have any) in an up-down situation. Funny/silly song, serious/sad song, funny/silly song, serious/sad song. Although... the end song I think is the perfect way to end it cause even though it's somewhat sad, it causes the listener to think... Hmm... Part of IM conversation with Sam. *** XLackingXSanityX: what's up? Only Over Time: not much Only Over Time: thinking about my maybe-album XLackingXSanityX: :-) It should be a yes-album. You should do one. You can sing, and you write awesome songs, which is more than half the "good" singers out there can say. Only Over Time: exactly... Only Over Time: woah Only Over Time: I agreed with someone's compliment to me XLackingXSanityX: lmao!!! Only Over Time: I think I'm high... *** I think I'm still high on Writer's Heroine. Powerful stuff, it is. To last 2 1/2 days... so far. I'd like to take this moment to point out all the "good" singers in this world who don't write their own songs, but who are/were liked. 1. Britney Spears (she may write a few or her songs now, I don't know. But I've looked through her albums *cringes as realizes this admits she owns the first two* and they all say written by "blah de dah") 2. Hoku (that somewhat hit singer a while ago with "Another Dumb Blonde" and "The Burrito Song". Yes, I own that CD too... but I like the lyrics, even if she didn't write them herself) 3. N*Sync (only co-wrote like one song on their albums, which doesn't count... OK FINE! I own one of their CDs too!) 4. Backstreet Boys (only co-wrote a few. DON"T OWN THEIR ALBUM!! *points and laughs at reader*) 5. 98 Degress (pretty sure they only co-wrote a few. DON"T OWN THIS NEITHER!) Allright, there are probably TONS more, but I don't wanna get into a fight with any of their lawyers saying that they do and I accused them wrongly. But about owning 1, 2, and 3. Well... I've found that listening to all sorts of music helps me write. And I will admit that I do still like Hoku CD, she's a pretty good singer. And sometimes... *peeks up at audience and bites her lip* Sometimes... *starts to whisper* I listen to the Britney Spears CD's. AHHHHHHHHHHH! It's only cause I'll get this song in my head, and I'll realize it's Britney Spears, and I have to listen to the song that is stuck in my head to get it unstuck! I SWEAR! I'M TELLING THE TOMMY TOMATO TRUTH! WOO.. Tommy Tomato! Anyways. I had this wickedfancy (tee-hee, that's also a hint for something... sorta) dream last night. I was an 8th grader (kinda like I am now) and it was the second day of school. Except I was in the beginning level of Chorus. With a bunch of 6th graders. And Andrew (SuperBat) and Charity were in my class. So we were supposed to be... dare I say it... combing each other's hair. (??? odd teacher) And so I was coming Andrew's, and Charity was coming mine. But we had to sit on big stacks of books. I don't know what the book thing has to do with anything, we were just sitting on them. But then I got in trouble for talking. So... I ran away. And the teacher and a bunch of cops chased me through school. Only it didn't look like my school. So I was dashing behind curtains and all that, and I got to the stage. And the melody of one of my songs came on (I think it was Society or Shakespeare... don't know exactly) So I started singing it. Which is odd cause I don't have either of those songs memorized, but to continue on.. And everybody in the audience loved my song. So the cops and the Chorus Teacher stopped chasing me. And then some dude came up to me, saying his name was John T. (won't put the last name for stalker-issues, but it was Bug's last name) and that he wanted to record my album at his studio. And the next week we recorded like mad. And them my CD came out, and I got somewhat famous. But I continued to live the life I'm living now. Except for song-writing of course, for my next album. Because even though my life's kinda pissy (except for currently with the whole song thing) I have a lot of cool people in my life. Like Niki, and Bug, and Heather, and Sam, and Izzy, and Charity, and all them. Yes, even Clarice... So I wouldn't give up all these people just to live in L.A. or wherever. So I'd just like to say two last things (cause I know this entry is getting really LONG) 1. I know I've been obsessed about this whole thing for the past 6 or so entries. I'm sorry if it's getting on any one's nerves. But I'll pipe down about it when my chance disappears and I don't get to do this. 2. I don't wanna get rich and famous off this thing, even though it would be somewhat nice. All I REALLY want is for me to somehow have a guitar and piano background melody, me to sing. Then all my 18 chosen songs burned onto a CD. Just one CD. For me to listen to and know that I can do this. Of course, if my friends wanted copies I'd burn copies for them. And maybe I'd burn a few and leave them behind real artists' CDs in a music store that say "take this free sample album". But I don't care to get the whole famous tid-bit. Cause I know the famous thing probably won't happen no matter what. My songs aren't a consistent genre. I have some punk rock-ish songs. Some kinda slower sadder songs, which one might called..Pop? And such like that. But it would make me so wickedfancily happy just to have my stuff recorded. Just one CD. December 28th, 2003 OMG! OMG! OMG! Bug's brother owns a recording studio! OMG! OMG! She said if I sent in a sample, it's a possibility.. OMG! Even though I know for almost positive that I won't get a CD from this recording studio, it still feels so good! Cause now I know that I at least have had a chance. Besides for LaVilla, I don't really feel like I've had too many chances over the past how many years. Like I told Niki and Bug, I don't care to be famous and whatnot. I just wanna know that my soul's open for the world's taking. Of course, if the chance of being famous was standing in front of me, I don't think it's an oppurtunity I'd turn away... :P I feel spunky. So today, I have about an hour and a half before youth, I'm gonna sit down at the piano and figure out which one of my better songs would be easiest to set a melody to. And this week, I'm going to force myself up early, and if my brother's still asleep, I'll just practice a few songs quietly singing-wise. But if he's awake, I'm going to slave away at the piano. One of those quiet times everybody loves to have that I have, is when my mom goes to the store or something and drops my brother off at a friends house, and I'm home alone. No one knows this, but at those times, I sit at the piano and sing just any song that comes to mind. Sometimes it's one of my own I've written. Sometimes it's just ramblings in my head. And I'll pick out a tune and play it on the piano. I think that's the time when I'm most pleased with myself. Because it connects my major talents, writing, singing, and playing the piano. Here's part of a IM I had with Bug to explain a few things about why I'm so happy. *** Only Over Time: my goals in life (since i've been in about 4th grade) have been 1) get a book published 2) have a CD recorded of my own songs and 3) be able to sit down at the piano and accompany myself in a few songs Only Over Time: and i was just thinking last week how i'll never get any of those done bloodeternity: eh n now u might! Only Over Time: but then yesterday morning after writing a ton of songs, i realized i have 18 bloodeternity: thatd be so cool Only Over Time: and now i might be able to record some *** I'm so elated right now... :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D December 27th, 2003 - let's try this AGAIN Man oh man. I'm so proud of myself! I'm high on Writer's Heroine right now.... WEEEEEEEEEEEEH! If I really did somehow find a way to set all these songs to music, then I recorded them all onto the computer with the background music, it would be so tite! Cause then I could do what a lot of new kid artists do, drop about 5 copies in the CD store! Yay! Gotsta go print out all of my songs so I can mail them to me, then set to work on the piano... I've set The Snowflake Song to piano music, I'm sure that sooner or later I can do ONE of my songs. Lol. This is going to be very tedious work. But I'll be high on Writer's Heroine the whole time, so what does it really matter... :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D December 27th, 2003 - didja miss me? After that memory trip with Heather, I feel better after looking at my songs. Okay, so I WAS going to only tell Heather, but now I'm too excited. I have 18 songs. All written by me. All the melodies in my head. All of them I can sing. SOMEONE GIVE ME A RECORD DEAL BABY! I have 3 songs about God, 3 serious-ish ones, 8 "love" ones, and 4 miscellaneous. The titles of all these songs (to give you a taste of what I'm writing...) God Songs - Your Faith Will Never Fall; And Yet... ; To Trust Someone Serious-ish Songs - Remember; Look Back and Ahead; Nothing Love Songs - Shakespeare; Only Over Time; Letting Go; Shining In My Shadows, Dreaming of My Past; You Just Keep; What Happened... ; Valley of Love; No to Love Miscellaneous Songs - Free; I'm Hittin' the Road Again; Silly Patatoes; Gifted I must say, my favorites are: To Trust Someone; Sill Patatoes; Shakespeare; and Gifted Weee! Yes, I wrote a song for all of my friends out there... Well, two really, for all you gifted kids who are also Silly Patatoes. :D Tee-hee I wish I could reveal the lyrics to you, but sadly, I can't. There's too much robbery going on in this world. So until I print out and mail myself all 18 songs, just so it's marked by the USPS service (which is as good as copyrighting it, yet cheaper), I can't give you nothing! Oh ratstails. Oh well. *whistles a happy tune as she walks off stage* Oh wait! *jumps back on* It's 6:30 am, making it the record of how long I've ever stayed up on the internet. Normally I get off about 5 or so. Heather left me only a few minutes ago, cause she has family coming over today. So she needs her strength, as it's not past her relatives to sneak meat onto her plate at any meal. :P Sly sneaks. Well, now I'm FINALLY done. Well, for this internet round anyway. Say good-bye to the second to last internet all-nighter, cause I'm getting off soon. So I can lay in my bed. And be scared to death. As Heather kindly pointed out, I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of what is hiding in the dark. Hmm... Isn't everyone to some metaphorical extent or another? Allright, now this entry has filled my box, so now it's time to say good-bye. Cheerio, darlings. And not so darlings... December 27th, 2003 - bittersweet memories? You know how even if people are seperated from a loved one, they can still see their face in their mind? I can't see Heather. I can hear her laugh echoing through my head. I can hear her crying. I can't see her face. I can't remember any days with her, only that split second that I see a person (without a face) grabbing a mirror from my locker and running. I want to remember, but I can't. December 27th, 2003 - I'm baaaaaaaaaack! 4:20 am. I've written an additional song, I've learned that the Paint Shop Pro 8 Program I waited about 3 hours to download won't do me any good, and I'm still happy as a bumble bee. :D Oh, and I took ALL of my 12 songs OFF my Writing Page, and put them on a secret page. There's a link somewhere on one of my pages linked on my sidebar (over there <----) to the page with my songs. But, you have to go through LOTS of misleads and nonsensical useless pages. Good luck! :P Just a hint... try taking your happy selves up to the URL bar and typing "secretsongs.html" after the URL for my main page. See how that fares ya. Ta-ta. December 27th, 2003 It's 2 am. I've written 4 songs that I absolutely love in the past 2 hours. I'm talking with my two best friends in this whole wide world. I'm at peace with myself right now, and high off Writer's Heroine. I've put all 4 of my songs on my Writing page. But I'm paranoid now... I have 11 songs, enough to make an average CD these days, and I don't want to take the chance of anyone stealing them. So say bye-bye to my Songs Section. :D It'll still be accessible, if you know where to find the secret link. Which more then likely, you won't know. Off to write some more, and talk to Heat and Niki. December 26, 2003 - you didn't think I'd stop posting, did ya fools? Ho hum. This all-nighter doesn't seem like the others right now. Heather got on for about 10 minutes, but then left to watch Pirates of the Carribean on her family's new DVD player (my family got one for X-mas as well) Niki and I (up to about fifteen minutes ago) were working on our script for Parnell's Project. I think it's gonna be nifty, but I wish we could film some tonight. Of course, we can't, because she's at her house, and I'm at my dads... East side, West side. I have no website project to work on, like I normally do. Such as an Anti-Boredom Page, or cursors, or whatnot. All I'm doing is downloading Paint Shop Pro... so I can make the Animated Credits for Parnell Project, and downloading the last of the Emilie Autumn songs called "Second Hand Faith". So right now... I'M BORED! *sob* Get on Heather and Niki, so we can all chat in a chatroom about Tony, Skwerls, DMOTS, Pickles, and ironic mentionings of all the latter. *sigh* Telekenetic powers only work when everyone's trying... and Niki is away reading... so she's not concentrating on messages coming through on air waves. And Heather's watching Pirates of the Caribbean, so she's not accepting messages either. Grr... *steals a flaming pitchfork from the audience and extends them extralong, then pokes both Niki and Heather* Both of you get your butts online where you belong on Friday nights/Saturday mornings! *sigh* But my away message is rather nifty right now - Like a fat girl in a dodgeball game.... I'm out! Tee-hee. No offense to any fat girls that may be reading this... after all, it's true! More Updates later! You can count on that... December 26th, 2003 - again YEEE! And so begins the Online All-Nighter... Jack and Sam are on, but Niki and Heather aren't... grr... I'll have to call them... I was informed today that there are three weeks remaining until my dad moves. So that means after tonight, only one more all-nighter. :( I'm a rotten person for reasons I can't put here... but I screwed up my own life, and this move is only an effect of a wish... Doesn't it suck when only the wishes that will sooner or later effect your life negatively come true? Not for God it doesn't... we're his little experiments. Oh well... If I ever get to hell, I'm sure I"ll be able to travel up to heaven and make havic for those damn prep angels. Although I think preps are demonic, corrupted people. Hmm... ta-ta. Oh, and don't worry. Plenty more updates are coming tonight and tomorrow morning. :D December 26th, 2003 So. I talked to Heather last night for about an hour and a half. It's gonna be great when I go up to see her. :) Hmm... oh gee. Tonight is my dad's weekend. I... hear... IM... bleeping... all... night... long. ONLINE ALL-NIGHTER! Hopefully I'll get to write a chapter or two for my book, which is Confessions of the Innocent (COTI) for those of you who are un-informed about the little details of my life. I have 4 books started on MY computer. And because I'm such a horrible writer, I'll probably never finish them. Oh well. A bit of advice for all you non-writers or so called writers out there. Starting a book isn't hard. Finishing a book isn't hard. It's all the crap in between that's hard. Oh well. Oh, and, just to inform you people, I did NOT win the Holiday Short Story Contest. I simply won first place in the SCHOOL. The first place winner in Jacksonville was... Michael Crabtree. Or something like that. And frankly, I don't care. Lol. I've got so many of Hilary Duff's songs stuck in my head. The little voice in my head won't let me forget, the little voice in my head is never misled, all of this noise is what keeps me from making a mess, the little voice in my head just won't let me get with you... WEEEEEE! If you can't do the math, then get out of the equation, I am calling you back, this is star 69. I didn't see this coming, why don't you start me up, there's no more messin' around, (come on and light me up), this could be the start of something, why don't you party-up, time for you to come on down. and my favorite: Let the rain fall down, and wake my dreams, let it wash away, my sanity, cause I wanna fell the thunder, I wanna scream, let the rain fall down, I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean. If it's over, let it go and, come tomorrow it will seem, so yesterday, so yesterday, I'm just a bird that's already flown away, laugh it off, let it go and, when you wake up it will seem, so yesterday, so yesterday, haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE Anyways, I won't make you guys read anymore of my consistent rambling, so ta-ta... *sneaks back on stage once most people have left the website* Pssst! pssst! If you wanna see more ramblings, go to www.coco4coco.4t.com That's my website with Niki... *runs off stage as people come at her with flaming pitchforks* December 25th, 2003 Awesome. Last night's church service was actually FUN. Or funny, at least. Lots of giraffe stuff, as to be expected. And some clothes, and... MONEY. Yee...! I've decided to stop biting my nails again. I've bitten them my whole life, and during July I stopped and had them long, and bit them all off the day before school. Then grew them out again. And bit them off the week after I came back from Mexico. I don't bite from nervousness. Just when I'm bored. When I'm sitting in school... especially during Hicks' class when she drones on about something we've a) already learned or b) don't really care about. Which is pretty much all the time... oh well. So if any of my friends see me biting my nails, I give you permission to slap me and tell me to stop. Hopefully this *sarcasm* yummy nail polish remover will help me stop... That supposedly bad-tasting nail-biting stopper stuff is seriously pretty good tasting. If it wasn't bad to eat plain, I'd seriously consider drinking it... December 24th, 2003 Christmas spirit is contagious. My favorite part is the secrecy of wrapping gifts. I come back from WalMart, and my brother is wrapping presents in the loft, which I have to pass by while walking to my room. I guess after living in this house for 13 years, I know exactly when to turn at the top of the stairs. Good thing, too. Going up stairs with your eyes closed kinda sucks. I made a Pumpkin Pie today. Smells yummy. My favorite food in the whole wide world: Pumpkin Pie or Pumpkin Bread. I'd live on them if I could. December 22nd, 2003 Man. I'm at Niki's. And we're eating... DILL PICKLE LAYS! ahhh man, they really taste like pickles. Anyways... I have a new screen name. Here's a great conversation I (Niki was talking to her for the first part) had with my dear friend. *** LunchStripper: hey SingsongXx: hey SingsongXx: who might this be LunchStripper: who might yo ube, kiddo SingsongXx: im jamie and im thinkin this is patrick LunchStripper: nah. SingsongXx: but this leads em to wonder why you imed me if you didnt no who i was in the first place silly, as endearing as your statement was it was bit shall i saw without a cause LunchStripper: oh but i know who you arw LunchStripper: I've swen you SingsongXx: o have you SingsongXx: how mysterious LunchStripper: yes, we could sway I was your stalker... would you like to assume that SingsongXx: this must be patrick LunchStripper: but why would I be patrick SingsongXx: because your font is oh so similar, all the same to tell the truth i really am indifferent to the hwole subject at hand, so until you would like to revel you identity, i will be off talking to others LunchStripper: allrighty ma'am LunchStripper: I'm ready to tell you who I am SingsongXx: tell away LunchStripper: My name is Sven SingsongXx: ha....ha LunchStripper: but i wish it were swen... i like w's LunchStripper: really LunchStripper: it is LunchStripper: I go to LaVilla LunchStripper: u probably don't know me LunchStripper: but I've seen you LunchStripper: and I think I like you LunchStripper: and I'm feeling so bohemian like you SingsongXx: WEENNNNN! LunchStripper: ya wanna kno who this really is? SingsongXx: i really do being it thatim to inept to make a decent guess SingsongXx: hmmmmm? LunchStripper: are you really inept? LunchStripper: or are you juist... LunchStripper: mentally challenge LunchStripper: d LunchStripper: have you a gifted soul? SingsongXx: linnndsey? ecoleen who o h who LunchStripper: I am who I am LunchStripper: I know not who my mind is SingsongXx: THIS IS NIKI AND LINDSEY!!!!! LunchStripper: but yet I am everything SingsongXx: lllloooseeerr LunchStripper: my mind tells me thse things, ask my mind~ LunchStripper: MUHAHAHA LunchStripper: I fully agree with your little theories Jamie SingsongXx: ugh stupido SingsongXx: what theorys LunchStripper: I mean, you know so much about Lindseys life SingsongXx: I know nothing LunchStripper: really SingsongXx: truely LunchStripper: cause i read you guys' conversation LunchStripper: and the way you were talking you acted like you knew everything about her life SingsongXx: thats all in perception i guess LunchStripper: really LunchStripper: cause u kept talkin like you knew about everything in her life LunchStripper: but yet the way she was talking, she only was saying how you appeared SingsongXx: somebodys angry lol LunchStripper: i didn't realize how ingenius this whole thing was LunchStripper: no, i not angry LunchStripper: in fact, while i'm typing this, i'm speaking in a relatively angelic voice LunchStripper: either that or it's corrupted SingsongXx: wonderful LunchStripper: but i'm just so cute and fluffy SingsongXx: u realy r SingsongXx: *really LunchStripper: i really am LunchStripper: in fact... LunchStripper: pet my... LunchStripper: fluffy head SingsongXx: wondeful LunchStripper: wondeful? LunchStripper: plz define SingsongXx: nah your not worth a decription SingsongXx: *description LunchStripper: ooh LunchStripper: SVEN not worth crap LunchStripper: i kno LunchStripper: i shant love you LunchStripper: but yet... LunchStripper: I DONT SingsongXx signed off at 8:55:06 PM. *** Wee fun. My new list of accomplishments: 1) have created the Aggressive Gifted Three Person Tango 2) given myself nightmares from reading Homebody too late at night 3) stronger addiction to playing Pokemon because I couldn't go to sleep 4) earned Jamie's hatred 5) gotten a printer for MY computer 6) gotten BIKINI UNDERWEAR and what Niki calls a "Slut Shirt" busy busy bee... December 21st, 2003 It's kinda ironic that the day after I decide I'm atheist that I have to play Mary at church. Now that I think about it, I don't think I'm atheist. I'm not ignostic (or however you spell it either). Hmmm... I can't be angry at God but not believe in him. So I guess I believe in God, just not that he's the one we should be praising and such nonsense as that. I don't know what you'd call that... Yesterday I didn't update cause I was working on Niki and I's webby. And I was frolicking around with her and a bunch of other people. Niki picked me up and we went to Hiatt's, where Dawn, Hiatt, Niki, Evan, three neighborhood guys (Manny, Taylor, and Grant I think...) went to see Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. It's rather odd. I've never seen/read any Lord of the Rings movies/books before, except reading the revised screen play of The Hobbit in 6th grade. But I still got the story line somewhat. Maybe that's because I kept asking Niki what was going on. Legolas has OCD! He counts! 34 heads... 35 heads... WEE Frodo is HOTT! Lol... but Legolas is fine with me, too. Niki wanted Sam, but sadly enough he gets married at the end. So she says she's fine with Merry or Pippin. Hot Hobbits... *sigh* Anyways... baked lots of X-mas Cookies today. Forgot to grease the pan before hand. Genius me. But pieces of cookies are just as yummy as whole ones. But now I'm gonna be fat from all the ones I ate... Oh dear. UPDATED FEELINGS PAGE December 19th, 2003 The day I'm supposed to see Heather for the first time in...6 months 26 days. The day I would have been leaving (the 23rd) is the 7 month anniversary of the day I last saw her. So far I've gotten 4 things out of this Winter Break, and it's only been 22 hours since school ended. Time flys when you're moping or having fun. 1) have created the Aggressive Gifted Three Person Tango 2) given myself nightmares from reading Homebody too late at night 3) stronger addiction to playing Pokemon because I couldn't go to sleep 4) earned Jamie's hatred Wow. I'm busy as a bee... Go see my Feelings page, and you can see full details of Jamie's hatred for me. December 18th, 2003 - again Ok... so I admit that right now I'm not all that dandyish. Cause today or tomorrow would've been the day i would go to heat's... and i also looked at a bunch of old CoCoNut websites that broke my heart to make me remember happy days. December 18th, 2003 Hmm... Today was the last day of school this year. It was so much fun. Second period was... different, shall I say? Niki, Caley, Dawn, Tori, Jamie, Kelly and I had a blast... :) Third period we basically goofed around. Fourth we read while others finished their finals. Fifth we watched Lion King. At Lunch they wouldn't let us sit where we wanted, like they normally do on the last day of the week. Caley and Niki went to the bathroom as usual, and Kelly left early in 5th period, so I was all alone. I played Pokemon on gameboy. :) Sixth was a dumb assembly for the Health-P.E. classes. Seventh I got out of early to help set-up the dance. Niki, Izzy, and I got yelled at for trying to go into the Teacher's Lounge. We were just trying to get ice like we were told to do... geez. The dance was so much fun though. Niki, Andrew, Emily and I got a red snowcone and sat on the floor in a circle, drinking what we christened "Mono-Sharing". Then we got another, "Mono-Sharing II". Then "Mono-Sharing III" of course. Wee fun. And I think I'm starting to not care so much of what people think about what I do. During the Cha-Cha Slide, Niki, Brooke for a while, Justin for a while, and a bunch of other gifted kids linked arms and did an odd version of the Cha-Cha Slide. When the Electric Slide came on, we did the Macarina, then did the Electric Slide during the Macarina. Then Niki had to leave, which was saddening, but Emily, Andrew and I had fun. The three of us got the idea of making a three person tango, which we have named the "Aggressive Gifted Three Person Tango". It was rather aggressive. We had to go three ways, instead of two, so we kept hitting all these short kids in the head and running into people. It was fun, as I've said. I don't know which would be more fun. What did go on at the dance, or what would've went on if Jack was there. Hmm... will think about that. Anyways. I've finished a book called "Lizzie at Last" and am still finishing Homebody. Homebody has such thick writing (not talking about number of pages, richness of plot rather) that I have to take breaks from it and read some other kinda dopey literature. Kinda like when you eat too much dark chocolate, you still have a hunger for chocolate, so you stick to regular for a while, then go back to dark, then go to regular, then dark, then regular... yeah. Well, off to do some online frolicking. UPDATED WHATS NEW PAGE Decmeber 17th, 2003 Hmmm... Today I found out the results of that job test we took a while back. To narrow down the jobs I like within my categories, I could be a webmaster, clinical psychologist, or editor. Heat will be happy about the latter. In plain out money, the webmaster gets the most, but then Julia pointed out that as a psychologist a few of my patients would be schitzo, and with all these personalities, they'd get confused whether or not they'd paid me... and as a person can have about 40 personalities, that means about 40 checks of however much money... Which brings me to another thought. What does a schitzo's check look like? It'd have to have all the main personalities' names on it just so they could use it. Or does perhaps each personality have a different checkbook? Must be... but if a guy is schitzo, he'd have so many checkbooks and whatnot he'd have to get a purse. Hmm... that explains why so many guys at LaVilla carry what seem to be purses... Schitzophrenia can be blamed for anything. Hmm... I finished Little Women. Just now finished The Devil's Arithmetic (which has a very familiar writing style to mine... when I was in 4th grade). I'm halfway through Homebody, and just started The Princess Diaries Volume IV and a Half: Project Princess. I was looking through the front of Homebody, and I have the author's signature. From when he came to our school in 6th grade. Orson Scott Card. Ender's Game author. Anyways, his message to me is "Lindsay - you've got to get out more!" I guess not too many 6th graders have read Treasure Box or bought Homebody. I've let Homebody sit on my shelf for the past 2 years, as I also did with Little Women, and am just now reading it... Perhaps I do read a little too much. Oh well. December 16th, 2003 Well... I had four finals today. Creative Writing, Algebra, Science, and Piano. My god I almost died in Piano cause I didn't remember my scales.. but yay I got 5 outta 6 of them right, meaning an 83%. Really upset about Little Women. Almost cried on the bus as I was reading it cause of the famous poem in it starting with "Four little trunks all in a row." And now I'm even more pissed off with Jo. Although I can't blame her. She's in love with Mr. Bhaer, who is 40-ish. She's 26 or 27! My gosh... I guess you can't control who you fall in love with... but talk about pedaphile. Allright, off to Hogwarts Extreme. I know more then the teacher does about Runes, and so I correct her false information all the time. She hates it. *evil grin* I love being right. UPDATED MY WRITING PAGE! December 15th, 2003 I know the Special Thanks marquee was slowing this whole page down. And I found the HTML! So I took it off, and I'll instead put my special thanks here. Special Thanks to: Everyone for listening to my nonsense rambling. HEATHER: For trusting me enough to be the editor for ASF. For staying up all night with me every other Friday. For doing stupid things with me, going along with my obsessions, and adding to my online addictions. NIKI: For staying up part of the night with me. *evil grin* And for being there to rant to. CALEY & EVAN: Both of you guys have been there for me to rant on about my life to online, and both have continously connected my problems with theirs so that I can come back to reality knowing I'm not the only with problems. CALEY: For all your HTML help and guidance, and your suggestions. JACK: For being there as a constant reminder somone actually does care about me... Thanks a bundle you guys! Anyways... This is the first time I've gotten past page 25 of Little Women, and right now I"m on page 300 something... and... Jo's about to return home from New York... and I'm dying to read what happens... since Laurie just basically told her he was in love with her... and... I'm sorry if I spoiled the book for any of you guys... See ya, I'm going to read... December 13th, 2003 - again My dear good friend the shift button is stuck. So everytime I forget not to press the left shift key, I gotta use a paperclip to unstick it. Joy. Oh well. It's just my dad's computer. But anyways... the special thanks marquee is showing up on the page, the HTML isn't showing up on the editing screen though. Another joy. In about twenty minutes I must leave my dad's to go to a youth Christmas Party. *sarcasm* So many joys right now... :) But that's okay. I'm gonna... hmm.. I don't know what I'm gonna do to make myself feel better. I'll see Niki tomorrow, as we're both in my church's youth drama. Man, the kids in my youth group CAN'T act... December 13th, 2003 - again Grr... Heather said she's getting tired. It's only 4:11 am my time. 3:11 hers. As soon as she said that, I started getting tired... so now I'm chugging a Vanilla Coke. For all you bored people out there, I added a lot of fun anti-boring stuff to my Anti-Boredom Page. Check it out. December 13th, 2003 - again Okay... Heather has gone and has been replaced by V, who is talking to me about Jack and all.. I'm dreadfully hungry. And my choices of what to eat are: Tuna Helper, coffee creamer, Vanilla Air Freshner, or Smart Start cereal. And now Heather's back. Here's an IM quote: surrealstripes: sneak out, go clubbing make out and take it from there....bring protection.... Would you believe that's Heather? It's not. It's V, on Heather's screen name. So back to food. Tuna = ick. Coffee creamer = ick. Vanilla Air Freshner = sounding more appetizing by the minute. Smart Start cereal = desperate needs call for desperate stupid measures. December 13th, 2003 Okay. It's 1:05 am in the morning. Heather and I are the only ones left on. There are twelve empty coke cans sitting on the counter. Not that I needed them to stay up. No, it's all part of an allnighter. What fun would it be if you didn't have to run back and forth between the computer, the refrigerator, and the bathroom? NONE! AND... JOY! My dollmaker is complete. Along with my madlib... but that was easy. The dollmaker, although not my own, has my own little spark to it, of course. I added a SNOWMAN section! So you can make snowmen on my dollmaker. In fact, that's where I was going when Charity started yelling at me to update my textarea. Okay, now that I have heard and obeyed Charity's pleas, I'm going to make a snowman! YAY. But first, if anybody wants to make a prop for my dollmaker in paint, you can send it to me in e-mail or IM or whatever, and I'll make the background clear and put it on my dollmaker IF I like it. Thanks... Decmeber 12, 2003 Of course I was a stupid idiot and forgot to bow last night at the concert, and held the last note two beats too long. And of course Clarice and Charity would yell at me for those retarded mistakes keeping me up all night long. So of course I was tired and frustrated and PMSing and overall odd in school today. And of course, my right arm keeps twitching right above the elbow. And of course... Ï'M READY FOR AN ALL-NIGHTER! yeeeeeeeeeeeah. Heather won't be on for another... *glances at watch* hour and a half about. She's babysitting *throws whopper wrapper from Burger King at Heather* So I'll be all alone... no I won't. Caley's online. And she's my saving grace angel that is brilliant because... 1) she's giving me the HTML for a madlib 2) she's helping me make a dollmaker for the holidays Both are going to be a part of my new page coming soon called "Anti-Boredom" (the title also comes from her... thanks a bundles Caley!) Hmm... off to find stuff for the AB page. If you have suggestions, E-mail me. Or IM me, I'll be on all night... which means another *glances at watch again* at least 9 hours. More updates later... of course. December 11th, 2003 aww... I luv my computer now... Anyways. I got a message from Niki that said this: jack ha sa secret admirer, i saw the letter it's crazy! haha don't worry he thinks it's annoying just thought u should know. MWAH LOVE YOU! I think I'm missing something. Does Jack have a secret admirer? Hmm... In about 3 hours I'll be at school once again, cause there's a piano concert tonight and I'm in it. I'm playing The First Noel, but it's an ensemble and I have Part 4, which sounds like jack crap. Oh dear me... did I just use my boyfriend's name in vain? Lol, never thought about it that way before. But seriously, my piece sounds nothing like The First Noel, unless put together with the other people, which it will be, of course. Ho hum. For all of you people reading this before 7 pm today, the concert is at school (obviously...) at 7:30. If you want to, you can come. It's free. But don't come to hear me play. I'm ashamed that I'll be playing such an easy piece. Anyways... hope you guys like the snow falling on my page. I figured since there's no snow in Florida, and hasn't been since '89, that I'd bring the Sunshine State some Christmas cheer. And also, I have a new amusement... telling SmarterChild he's gay never gets old... See ya. December 10th, 2003 YAY YAY YAY. I repeat YAY. *Hallelujah chorus comes on in background* MY COMPUTER IS VIRUS FREE! It doesn't shut down. It lets me post and get online. It lets me get on AIM and update my webby at the same time! AND IT'S FAST! So, what will I do with my new freedom of surfing the web and talking to friends with no problem? Update my webby, of course. Lol. More reports later. But I've alsofound three oldies tapes in the tape stash my parents have, and my mother's letting me have them, so yay again. And in the near future, I'm going to be looking at getting a working printer for MY computer (the OLD 1993 one in my room that's my pride and joy... because it can't get viruses) and also perhaps a tape player that is connected to my computer. To play my fun new oldies tapes... since I hate my old old stereo all the way across the room *attempts to get her big lazy butt up to change tape, but fails* See what I mean? So this virus-free bit on the family computer is making me have rather jolly spirits. So for all you people out there, look out, Lindsay's somewhat happy again. December 9th, 2003 - again I'm at home right now. Before my compy goes bad on me, I'd just like to say that I'm sorry to all you people that I've been mounding my troubles upon, I know you have enough crap that God's thrown at you. So I'll just write it all out in my poetry and start using the Heather Letter again, so I won't have to cause you guys worry. Thanks... December 9th, 2003 My computer is really bugging me. Right now I'm at school in Creative Writing class. Yesterday about 3 times I had nice little things typed here and was about to press Save when my compy froze. Grand. Anyways, as I was going to write yesterday... Evan's told me about his parents and everything, and now I feel so bad for complaining about mine. Because even if they annoy the crap outta me, at least I have both of them. Sorta... And yesterday was also the one month mark for how long Jack and I have been going out. Hmm... longest time I've "gone out" wiht a guy in a long time... and if you don't count Zack, which most people don't *coughcoughJamiecoughcough* then it's been about 2 years since I've had a meaningful relationship for more then a week wiht a guy. So... now that I can actually update my webby, my OCD has left me alone for a bit, and I have no clue what else to say. Other than the fact that I'm not really into the whole Christmas bit this year. Spiritualistic, AND materialistic. Cause I know that I"ll only have presents under the tree because my mother will try and make me "happy" by bribing me with more junk to fill my room with. Anyways... Merry Christmas everyone, and hopefully I'll be with Niki during the New Year. December 7th, 2003 Grr.. Well, I saw totally off on this spiel about how "going to God" and praying never works for me, how I've been thinking about Atheism, and how much fun it was today to talk to the X-mas lights on the roof of my two-story home while putting them up. BUT... God decided he didn't like what I wrote, and so he made my computer freeze. Damn you God. *shakes her fist towards what is believed to be the heavens* SNOWFLAKE PICS PAGE IS UP! CHECK IT OUT, IT'S SOOOO CUTE! Also, Heather and Niki, scroll down to the bottom of the page... December 6th, 2003 Even though in my opinion yesterday's post was the second jolliest post in this textarea, both Annie and Niki were trying to console me yesterday... hmmm... Anywho. I searched for 'snowflake' on google, and they have all these cute pics of llamas, dogs, bunnies, etc. etc. and I wanted to put them up on the webby... but I can't find the URL for the pics. Yes, I tried everything I knew of, except saving them them to my compy and uploading them to my own account... but my compy is currently FILLED with crap that is making our virus worse, most likely, so we'll see if I get that desperate... Ok, so I'm immediately going to find the pics again so I can save them... I HAVE to put them up, they're adorable!!! You'll see why later! PANTS LOVERS PAGE IS UP!! December 5th, 2003 After talking to Heather on the phone last night, we have both decided that we will not consider this a set-back. Now we have more time to plan for when I visit her in the spring. :) And knowing Clarice, and how excited she gets during the Holidays, it's probably best I didn't go to the airport alone with her anyways. When we were flying out of Mexico, she almost got me attacked by some Mexican in the airport.... but Clarice is leaving the day after New Year's to visit her gravely ill mother in Morocco, and she's already planning on staying there until June. So that will be taken care of. Besides, Cameron still has to teach me the dance to "Ding, Dong, The Witch Is Dead". By the way Cameron, have fun at the Kiss and Aero Smith concert tonight *** Cam: Kiss an' Aero Smith *** Linz: Santy Claus! *** Cam: Huh? *** Linz: Santy Claus! He's been kissing everyone's mummy lately, so I figured Aero Smith? Sure, what the hay... Lol. That happened during Health today. I thought Cameron said "Kissin' Aero Smith". Tee Hee. Silly me... Off to make the pants lovers page... :) For those of you who say you keep clicking on that but it doesn't work... it's non existent as of right now... but it's getting there... Ta ta. December 4th, 2003 I hate my mother. And I hate my life. She won't let me go to Heather's. I'm apparentally too young to go alone. And that's what pisses me off. She can give me responsibilities like mowing the lawn, or doing chores and homework and school junk that I don't wanna do, all because it benefits her. But doing things I want to do, like hang out with my friends, or go to Heather's, she doesn't let me do unless she gets something out of it. I'm tired of being treated like a little kid when I want certain responsibilities, but when it comes to taking care of things for her, I've aged to at least 20. All I did today was cry. I'm just so sick and tired of everything being ripped away from me. When Mrs. P was talking to me today about why I didn't complete my Physics workbook, she was like "You have so many things going for you Linz. I know you have a few rough things at home, but you have time to do your homework." I'd like to point out to Mrs. P that 1) WHAT THE HELL DO I HAVE GOING FOR ME? Jack, that's all. And I rarely get to see him. And 2) She doesn't know half the things that are going on in my life, and I absolutely hate it when she tries to act like she knows it all. I'm tired of being ignored. I'd just like to let all you people who act like all the problems fall on your shoulders when you have NEARLY PERFECT LIVES, that I hate you. I hate the way you can sit at school and flip about your perfect hair, wearing your perfect clothes, saying the perfect things, with your perfect friends, and think that your life sucks. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. This is a poem Niki wrote for me today... ***** Smiles fade into the darkness, fast as those tears fall from your eyes, all your sense numbing, as the world around you dies. And painfully you smile, as if I didn't know, that your mind is full of questions, and your heart filled with sorrow. You refuse to see the truth, when you look into the mirror, as if reality was trapped, in your neverending tears. And I sit here and watch, as you starve and cry and bleed, and I sit here praying wishfully, that I could give you what you need. A heart that's tender and loving, not infested with guilt and worry, and a mind thats happy and open, not overcome with fury. Wishing I could take your pain, and thrust it at my heart, and sew you back together, before you fall apart. ***** I'd just like to say that I don't refuse to see the truth in the mirror, there's just no truth for me to see there. And when I read this at lunch, I nearly cried. Because I am also sitting there, watching myself go through all of this. For I am not only feeling this, but I'm watching it happen. And I wish second most then anything in this world (the 1st is to see Heather) that I could be the girl I was last year. Because last year I had everything, even if I didn't know it then. I had Heather and Niki, two wonderful best friends. And I had Zack, also a best friend and a great companion. And I had the CoCoNut Family to guide me, through laughter and through tears. And even if I didn't have my dad totally to myself, at least I didn't have to live with the fact that he was soon moving in with the person who ruined my parents' marriage. And I even had a computer without a virus, which may seem like a little thing, and it probably was back then. These days all I've got is Niki and my website. And I thank you, Niki. For being the only thing I have. The weirdest thing about this Christmas, is that the only thing I wanted was to go to Heather's. Heather's family was gonna pay half, and I had the other half in my bank account. All my mom had to do was let me go. She didn't have to pay a penny. But I'm not getting what I want for Christmas. So Merry Christmas to you all, I hope your holiday wishes all come true, because I fear mine never will, and my wish-come-true power can go to you. UPDATED MY WRITING PAGE Dec. 4, 2003 *walks ontot he empty stage and looks around, hoping Lindz doesn't catch her* Hi! *waves to you, and runs off stage, being chased by an angry Lindsay* ~Heather Decmeber 3rd, 2003 Allright. This is a connection I've made between my dog and I's lives. My dog is really old, and is suffering so much. She needs to be put to sleep, but my mom just doesn't seem to get it. Sometimes I feel like yelling at her "Just kill her already!" Because that's what "putting to sleep" is. Killing. But sometimes killing someone is the best thing to do. My dog, for instance. And right now I'm feeling that it could possibly be the best thing for me. December 3rd, 2003 I'm at school right now, updating this. My computer at home was slightly working yesterday, but I chose to use the time to make new pages. I'll link the pages soon, if I have time. But anyways, the reason that I have actually managed to get online during school and to freeservers, is that in Creative Writing we have free time after our assignment. And so I had to search all eight computers in hte back of the room just to find one that would get online, and go to freeservers. Anyways... off to add linkies and poems. December 1st, 2003 Allright. Now this stupid virus on my compy is really starting to bug me. And currently I'm trying to make plans to visit Heather in Wisconsin in... 16 or 17 days, so I REALLY need the computer so that I can find all this flight junk and everything. So if you know how to fix my compy, TELL ME!!!!!!!!!! I had something REALLY funny to put up today, but as it's really long and my compy is worse today then yesterday, it'll have to wait till I can get more time and the compy is somewhat fixed. So I'll just put the thought for today: It would suck to be allergic to cotton. You'd have to wear polyester thongs. November 29th, 2003 - again Wee. I'll start where I left off. At 6 am, I had to get off and slept till 8:45, when I left for Niki's house. I got there about 10 ish. Then we went to Hiatt's house at about 11:45 and Jack, Evan, Hiatt, Maddy (sp?), and a bunch of people I don't know were there. A little later, Evan, Maddy, Niki, Jack, and I went walking to get lunch and ice cream. It was oddish. But fun. Tons more fun then sitting on my butt all day wishing I had weekend plans like I would be doing if Niki hadn't saved me. After the five of us got back, Hiatt wasn't there. He had left to go to Dawn's. Weirdo. But it was kinda fun watching everyone else play Zelda, cause everyone else knew all this stuff about the game and if it wasn't for Niki playing it, I wouldn't even have heard the name Zelda. But sure... It was great fun. And here I am, 10:30 pm, ready for another all-nighter, but I am forced to go to bed at a reasonable time (2 am I think...) so I can get up and go to my *sarcasm* Oh-so-fun-and-chipper church. Oh heart, be still. Anyways... I added 6 more cursors for everyone's amusement. Tonight is day 58 of a 30 day trial. After 60 days it goes away, so tonight is the last night I'll be able to make my cursors *sadness*. Unless I'm able to download it again... *laughs evilly* So ho hum. What's up with you? Yeah, you. How's your life going... how's the opposite gender (or the same gender... this is a general questionaire, so I'm not always sure which way my reader's pendelums swing), and how's the home life? Dandy... well. My animations and HEX are both summoning me, so I must go see which of them has more strength to win me over. G'Night. November 29th, 2003 Ok. It's 4:45 am and I'm still going strong... after 4 cokes. Which is actually pretty good... Anyways. I got this crazy idea to make a cursor for my site, and I'm sure all of you have noticed my darling giraffe sticking it's tongue out at you by now, Heather and Niki and Sam all wanted one, so I made one for them. Then I went curser crazy, and I have about 19 cursers. So... dun dun dun. You can look at my curser page and pick out one you want... free of charge, etc. I got the HTML for these lovely cursers at www.lissaexplains.com if you wanna look there for more HTML goodies. But all the curser images were made originally by ME. ME. ME. So please, give me credit if you use my cursers anywhere by using the extra HTML code I supply for you on the Curser page. I couldn't have made it more easy for you. Thanks. Oh, and I can't wait till later today when I'm hanging out with Niki and Jack and Cammy, and Uncle Hi-Hi (does that make him twice as high as the rest of us?) and I can't wait to meet Evan, he seems like a pretty dandy person. Anyways... gonna go talk to Heaty... buh bye. November 28th, 2003 - I know you're getting tired of me... Niki and Emily think I'm funny, smart, pretty, and talented. HA HA HA This is the way I see myself: funny... maybe smart? nope... I don't understand any of Mrs. P's crap. nice... HA ROFL... NICE!? pretty.... after I have plastic surgery, maybe talented... where? i don't see no talent November 28th, 2003 - once again.. Niki says I'm cool because I went to get my kitty, and my kitty is a very odd little thing that is VERY pissy, so she hissed at me, and made me mad at her. So I flicked her off, and now I feel better... lol. Niki loves that. Emily was reading this and saw where I put "it's us gifted kids that don't know how to think" and she loved it... I didn't even know I put it on here. Half the time I don't know what I'm typing here, I just start typing and rambling on, it's like a Stream of Consciousness *evil grin* memories, ah memories of typing SOCs (Stream of Consciousness) with Heather and Niki last year during Creative WRiting. November 28th, 2003 - again Ok, so now I've gotten into the habit of posting twice a day... but that'll probably only happen on my dad's weekends when I'm on all day. Anyways. I've talked to Niki, and she has talked to Jack. When she asked him if he still liked me he said "duh" and he said he was kidding about the Jillian Rorrer thing. Yay. Tomorrow I'm going to Niki's at 10 am and we're gonna go hang out with Cammy, Uncle Hi-Hi, Jack, and Evan till about 3:30. It's gonna rock. Tomorrow is Jack and I's 3 week anniversary at 7:57 pm. Lol, I know I'm obsessed. We spent our 1 week anniversary together (at the outdoor classroom thing) and we're spending our 3 week together. Wee-fun. And I'll get to meet Evan for the first time in REAL life. I've talked to him online, and he seems pretty cool. Niki says I'll like him. Not much else is going on right now... except I changed the color scheme. Of course, I hope you noticed that... unless this is your first time to my website, I should hope to dear God that you noticed the blue is no green. Bright-ish Light-ish stand outish green. I was getting complaints from Sam and Niki about how they couldn't read the writing, they had to highlight things, and I was also experiencing the same problem, so I changed it. If you can't read it now, you may wanna check with the state. You could register as legally blind. Anyways... gonna go chitchat with Sam and Niki, maybe I'll write later. I'll be on till about 5:30 am.... so you can always catch me if you need to chat. November 28th, 2003 YAY! Today's a pretty good day... but it's only 9:50 am, so I gotta go find some wood to knock on... My mother blackmailed me into cleaning my room by saying I couldn't go to my dad's unless I did. Odd thing about cleaning my room, I dread doing it, but when I'm actually cleaning it (alone, putting things where I want them) I like it. *smack smack* SNAP OUTTA IT. Weirdo.. But anyways. My room is spiffy clean, and the furniture is rearranged. When I feel like I need a change in my life, I either change the furniture around in my room, or change my AIM screen name. I guess it's cause those are the two things I use most. Anywho... I don't know for POSITIVE, but I probably will be at my dad's tonight. My mother has to inspect my room first when she gets home from work for it to be a definite, but I don't think that'll be a problem. So if you need to talk to me tonight, get on any time between 5:30 pm and 5:30 am, and most likely I'll be on. I got the song American Pie stuck in my head... after the fieldtrip when I couldn't even remember the first verse to sing it with Uncle Hi-Hi, Cammy, and Dawn. But now I know the whole thing again... Anyways, now I'm just rambling on about useless stuff... but wait, this is MY site, and MY textarea, so deal with it, fools. Now I don't have much else to ramble on about... Yes, I do! When I was cleaning my room last night (just the major piles of JUNK on my floor) I found all these spiffy poems... I was also talking to Heather on the phone for about 2 hours. Hmmm... But I'm not gonna put up the poetry yet, I think I'll take it to my dad's and put it up tonight. So.. Now I'm through rambling *throws an evil glance at anyone reading this who just sighed happily or made any other sounds of joy* So ta-ta. November 27th, 2003 - again If you want to know somewhat how I'm feeling right now, I put up a new rant about it all. If you don't have the pword for it (since it's protected) just IM or e-mail me for it. Mind you, I won't give everyone the password, just some people. November 27th, 2003 YAY! I'm at someone else's house using their computer, and it doesn't have a virus like mine, so I don't have to put up with it shutting down every five minutes. But then again, this is Thanksgiving, so I should be thankful that I have a computer that does allow me to go online, right? Sure... Anyways... UPDATED MY WRITING PAGE November 26th, 2003 Freaky. Well, today Miss Smith announced the school winner for the Holiday Short Story contest. I was thinking to myself "Oh crap, it's gonna be me. NO! Mustn't let me think that and get slapped in the face when it's not me." OMG! I WON. Anyways... It's not a big deal or anything, you don't get anything, just your story represents your school in the Times Union contest. But still... I think I know what Heather is talking about when she says your on Writer's Heroine when you write something good. Well, I guess it only works for me if my writing gets recognized, cause wooo... I feel weird. Too many hilarious things were said while I was waiting for the bus, and on the bus. Despite the "fact" that says it's physically impossible, I can lick my elbow. And I'm not talking about licking the general area of your elbow, like Niki does when she says she can lick her elbow, I'm talking about right smack on the bone. Weird. Have you ever wanted to take your socks and shoes off and run around barefoot to get that feeling of slight nakedness? November 25th, 2003 - again Ho hum. I've noticed that whenever I sign on and Jack is on (of course I say Hi, like a normal human being...) he signs off after saying about... 1 thing to me. Today was "i feel horrible". and then he signed off. I really have started to notice a pattern about people. No one likes me, except maybe Niki and Heather. And sometimes Caley might, I'm not sure. Anyways, I'm off to work on a guestbook page, where hopefully people can give me advice that will help me. Allright... Keep your chins up, people. This world is lonely and stupid enough without everyone being POed or sad all the time. Oh... Mrs. Parnell's little spiel today didn't make me feel guilty at all. It made me think "Wow. How lucky those people who this does apply to have it. They actually have parents that are there to take them to school, and parents that center their lives around their kids' lives." Oh well. See ya. November 25th, 2003 Wee... I'ts 6:27 AM here... I got on to type my Holiday Short Story, and decided, what the heck, let's get online. Justin, the 7th grader in our Algebra class, is on... Nevermind... he just signed off. Had the oddest dream. I was at church, but it definitively wasn't my church. And some guy I don't know was talking about going to Epworth, and that we had to take something with us. And I figured, yeah... we gotta take "God in our Hearts" with us, etc. etc. But then the dude brought in two electronic things and said that inside were cats and we had to take the cats with us. Oddness. Even though I read the part about dream-deciphering in Niki's psychology book last year, I don't exactly know how to interpret this one. Oh well. So... I hope everyone out there has a crummy life right now. I know, I know. I should wish that everyone was happy, etc. etc. But I can't stand to see people all yippy-happy when I'm POed or mad at something/somebody. Anyways, gotta go... school calls me. Or rather, my carpool calls me. THINK DEEP THOUGHTS TODAY! Afterall, mediocre people think of exceptional things all the time. It's us gifted kids that don't know how to think. :) November 24th, 2003 Last night Niki went to youth with me, and I told her how I feel about this whole Jack thing. She said she's gonna talk to him... but he wasn't in school today. So hopefully he's there tomorrow. I swear, Drama Kids are always skipping school... lol. But anyways... not much is going on around here. Ho hum... So much for my optism crap. Everything was going pretty good there for a while... and then everything was ripped from my grasp again. But I'm not gonna let go so easily this time. I'm gonna keep a hold on Jack until I know I can't hang on any longer. And I'm gonna save up every penny I can find so that I can go to Heather's this Christmas. I WILL GO! For Christmas, all I'm asking for is money so that I can get a plane ticket, so just a hint for all of you people out there... I hope I can go. It would mean the world to me. Well, anyways... My piano music is getting along pretty good. The one I'm playing at the Dec. 11th recital is already perfect, as it's so easy. And the hard one is almost done, just have to add in the pedal. And... I have yet to type up my Holiday Short Story for C.W., which is due tomorrow. And also gotta do my math homework. And I haven't yet completed my Physics workbook, which was due last Monday, and it's due DEFINITIVELY no doubt tomorrow. Oh well. Only about... 95 pages undone. :) And I can't let Wizard of Oz go. I keep wanting to see it again. No, not to see it. To be up there on stage with everyone. To dance and sing about Over The Rainbow. Allright, I know my sanity level is dropping when I'm thinking about going Over The Rainbow. I know it's corny, but I have this longing to be elsewhere. Anywhere. Just not here. I've been in this dumb city all my life, and sometimes I love it. But other times I just wanna move to Michigan, where I can start new. And maybe be someone everyone wants to be. Or, more importantly, be someone I want to be. *gasp* That would be shocking. To be someone I want to be. But anyways... I'm not gonna put no more supposedly "deep" stuff, cause then I'll wear out my thinking quote for the day and I won't be able to do my homework. Not that Hicks' homework actually takes real thinking... November 22nd, 2003 Went to see Wizard of Oz AGAIN last night, and I got to see Niki and Julia and Jack afterwards. And I cried myself to sleep again last night, for different reasons unexplainable here. Well, I put two quizzes up. And in both of them, I'm LINDSAY. Joy, just who I want to be. Talentless, ugly, stupid Lindsay who only has friends cause they feel sorry for her. I'd like to ask, where did all my optimism go that I'm supposed to have for The Heather Letter? I know I still have plenty of theories, but my optimism has disappeared... Oh well, another day, another trial. As is too true in my life... November 21st, 2003 Today's been a pretty rough day. And I guess the only way to explain it to you is to take some things out of the Heather Letter and put it here. _____________________________________________________________________________________ Creative Writing --- I saw Wizard of Oz last night. And it's amazing how talented my friends are. When I was lying in bed last night, I was thinking about it, and I started crying. Next year I'm gonna miss our compact gifted family so much. But that's not what made me cry. It's the realization that I wish I had a chance to act on stage, or sing, or dance. The "talents" I do have don't seem to count. Writing is only good if You've sold millions of books. And unless you can sit down at the piano and play anything someone puts in front of you, it doesn't matter. It just seems as if everyone's extremely talented in something big and great, but I don't have enough talent to count for anything. I'll never be regognized as anything special. Even more then wanting to see you [Heather] I want a chance to shine. Will I ever get that chance? Health --- I don't know if Jack likes me anymore. Whenever I really like a guy (which has only been Zack and Jack) I always have this gnawing suspicion inside of me that after we start going out, they hate me and are going to break up with me. I don't want Jack to break up with me. He's my only connection to talent, in a way. He makes me feel as if someone in this world does like me. Family, Niki, and you [heather] don't count... I'm talking about that "fuzzy inside" (the way our Health book says...) like. I know I complained when Blake said "I love you" but I'd absolutely love those words if they cam from Jack's mouth. He's just a more sincere person, and I know I'd be able to believe it from him. I'm not saying I want him to say that to me now. It's just that if someday he did decide he loved me, and he told me, it would be something in this world that I could hold onto from strength. Is it right that I *could be* falling for Jack so soon after I promised my self that I wouldn't "love" someone unless I mean it? And I want more then a lot of things for Jack to kiss me, so soon after also promising myself never to receive or give a kiss unless I was in love. I don't know if I'm in love with Jack, but I do have something burning within me saying I am. _____________________________________________________________________________________ And then at the bus stop I was talking to Stud (Matt) and he said that Jack said "This relationship could only last two years anyway, cause as soon as I get to high school, I'm asking Jillian Rora out." I know we probably won't last two years anyway, even if it's something I want more then a lot of things right now, but the way he said it... as if I'm just a fill-in until he can get someone else. And so now I'd like to know, does Jack like me? I'm scared to know, but I want to. As only Heather and Niki know, guys have pretty much almost ruined my life. I don't want this to be another repeat. November 18th, 2003 Grrr... my computer is acting up more and more lately. Anyways... hmm... not much going on, I tried to update this thing this morning when I got up early to print my Paul Revere paper for Miss Thomas, but my compy crashed then... I don't really know what to say today... Except that I'm kinda POed at myself cause I've had my piano holiday music for about a month and a half, and I can only play the right hand for ten measures. For those people out there that don't know music, I'll translate. I SUCK! I've tried and tried and tried to play it. But you can only do something so many times and fail at it before it really gets to yourself and your self-esteem. Especially since I've normally always been pretty good at piano, so this piece that I can't play is really hurting me... URGH! But other then my total lack of talent, not much else has happened lately... November 16th, 2003 Working on the outdoor classroom yesterday was so much fun. It's so surreal. To think that even though we 8th graders won't get to use the classroom all that much, we can think "I helped do this..." Ok, corny corny corny thought. But hey, this is MY website, and I can be as corny as I please. :P But still, working yesterday was so totally cool. Ack... hold on a moment while I say good-bye to my Valley Girl side of self... Allrighty then. I updated my writing page and put all the old poems from there on the pop-up poetry page. Every once in a while I'll do that, just so people can't claim my webby never changes... CAUSE IT DOES! :P I work very hard on my webby... And it's not just for people to look at either. I find it: 1. very calming to work on (even when my compy does freeze in the middle of saving) 2. a very prideful thing for me, as I want it to look good and have top quality HTML, not like some run-down expage site (or pages made with pagebuilder...*coughcoughBrettcoughcough*). Well, anyways. I finished Heather Letter: Arising Changes (which is the second I've written for those of you who do not know) and have started #3, titled (this is the original part)Heather Letter: Theories and Optimism Galore I won't explain why, it's just some screw that's loose (or too tight... either way...) in my brain that allows me to come up with titles beforehand that are pure coincidental with things that happen AFTER I came up with the title. Wow... my toes are cold...How's that for random? Ok, I've said too much, and need to get back on AIM (can't have AIM up while updating webby, interferes... somehow) so toodle-oos. November 15th, 2003 Well... right now it's about 12:45 a.m. Sam and I have stayed up this long just so we could make a "Top 50 Movie Theatre Stunts" list of hilarious things to do or say during a movie at a movie theatre. Check them out guys, Sam and I spent a LONG TIME thinking those up, we didn't just steal someone else's list, we came up with our own stuff. It's totally awesome, if I do say so myself, because Sam and I are both writers, and you know what they say, early mornings and late nights are when writers get some of their best work done. Anyways...Sam won't be at the outdoor classroom thing later today... *tear* So we can't think of things to finish our list while working. But I hope I'll have fun anyway. Jack and Niki will be there. Although I hope Niki can take time away from "Jamie's posse" and talk to me instead of being all depressive. Back to HTML editing...must add...MORE PAGES! PLEASE GO SEE MY 'WRITING' PAGE. I WORKED VERY HARD AT IT, I COLLECTED/WROTE ON THE SPOT 15 POEMS, AND FOUND 5 OF MY SONGS. THESE ARE THE THINGS I HOLD DEAR TO MY HEART, BECAUSE POETRY IS THE ONLY THING I CAN CONTROL IN MY LIFE, SO PLEASE GO SEE IT. TY November 14th, 2003 Tomorrow I'm going to school from 9 till noon to help with the outdoor classroom. It's gonna be cool because Jack is gonna be there. I just wish Caley was going... Caley and I have gotten pretty close lately because of both of us being angry at Niki for being so hypocritical and "depressed". I like Caley a lot now that I've gotten to see we're both feeling the same junk about all what's going on. She's good for me to talk to, and she always has something interesting to say. I have made it my goal to find some good in Heather's move, because in the bible (which I've been trying to read a lot more lately) says that everything God does is for a purpose, you just might not see it yet. Everything happens for the good of something. Good things I've found so far: 1) Caley and I are getting close. 2) a LOT of good writing has come from this. 3) The Heather Letter, it gets steam off my back. Will notify you of more things. *Note: Heather, I'm not saying you moving was good, I'm just trying to be more optimistic about life. November 13th, 2003 Please use the corkboard that I so labourously made... in about 2 minutes when I first started this site, but still... use it! November 12th, 2003 HAPPY BIRTHDAY HEATHER!!!! November 10th, 2003 MAN! The gifted field trip on Nov. 7th & 8th was SO awesome. All the 8th grade girls (7 on the trip...) shared a suite (with 3 beds) and all 8 guys (6th, 7th, and 8th) had to share a regular room (2 beds). And last year when Niki introduced me to Jack Permenter, I thought he was just the best thing ever, and ever since then I've really really really really really liked him, but I never told anyone because I knew he'd never like me. So finally after spending time on the bus with Jack, I decided to tell someone I liked him. So I told one girl in our room, and then ALL THE GIRLS HEARD!!! And at the moment they were on the phone with the guys' room, and so they told Hiatt, who told Jack. And then Hiatt asked Jack if he liked me, and Jack said yes. I figured he thought I was kidding, and he was kidding in return. But then (Hiatt told me later) that Jack told him that he was serious. So the next day at Epcot, Dawn, Hiatt, Cameron, Jack, and I spent the whole day together at Epcot and it was so much fun. We only rode one ride (mission to space) the whole time we were there (five hours) but it was still so cool. Then on the bus after Epcot, on the way home, Jack asked Sophie to ask me out for him because he'd never asked a girl out before. And now I'm going out with Jack Permenter, the guy I thought I'd be lucky to even simply be an acquaintance of. God this is odd.. But I'm sorta mad at my mom because now she says I can only go up to Heather's house for a maximum of 3 days over Christmas break, and Heather and I had originally said about a week or more. God... I hope my mom changes her mind. 3 days is nothing, considering I haven't seen Heather, my best friend in the whole wide world, and the only person I feel I can talk to about anything and who understands me, since May 23rd. I mean, I know she's probably going to be coming down for a week then spending a week on the mission trip with me this summer, but that's a year away... We really need to see each other at least every 6 months to stay at the point on insanity we're at without going farther. But other then the Christmas break thing with Heather, my life's going pretty dandy right now. Hope all of my 'friends' are doing okay, too. November 5th, 2003 I think my compy has a virus, that's why I haven't been able to get on and update my site more often. It freezes up a LOT now and I have to keep restarting it. It hasn't done it yet today :D *knocks on wooden desk* Not much is new...Progress Reports next Wednesday, along with Heather's B-day. She'll be receiving the first Heather Letter in the mail and some other b-day things... but other then that, my life's not that "fun-filled" (it never is, so don't mind my quotations) right now. Although I am going on a gifted fieldtrip Friday and Saturday. Those have always been fun in the past, but it'll be my first without Heather or Niki, so I could be miserable. Although I do think I've found a friend. Samantha is a lot like me. We both do some HTML stuff (although she's said she's only taught herself the basics) and we both LOVE the internet and AIM and she's just that kinda person you can talk to about things. She's going on the trip, so we might hang out quite a bit. Well... adios before my compy freezes and I can't save this. November 2nd, 2003 I spent all night on the internet with Heather and sometimes Niki Halloween. I had much more fun that I would've if I had went to the dance or t-or-ting. And then last night I went to the Spooktacular with Niki. It was great. On a pathway, there was this guy breathing like Darth Vader, and so Niki says "You better take some cough medicine for that cough." and we keep walking, and then the guy says "can you hear me now?" and we turn around, Niki says "sir?" and then he starts breathing again, and Niki holds out her arms, and he looks at her, and I say "she wants a hug." so she hugs this guy, and then I say "she has compulsive disorders." and we walk away. It was hilarious as crap. October 31st, 2003 HALLOWEEN School was fun. I went as a vampire-ish whore looking thing, and in first period Brooke and I got a little face-paint happy and I became a transvesdite until after 5th period when I washed it off. And then Niki and I changed at the lunch table and I became a hooker with a white fluffy bathrobe on. Then at the end of the day I went home as a vampire-ish hooker. It was great. And here I am on my 3 1/2 hour of internet tonight. It would be longer but I was watching "Ghost Ship", which is one of the best horror movies EVER!!! I first saw it with Heather and Niki about a year ago. And my dad bought me the movie "Chicago" so now I have to watch it, since I've only seen about 1/3 of it since Niki and I kept fast-forwarding and rewinding the part where the lawyer dude flings off his pants. Very talented person, I must say. Anyways...back to adding the "My Feelings" link to every page... October 30th, 2003 Well, my Halloween plans are just what I described. Go straight home after school, get picked up, stop by candy store, go to dad's. And there I will stay on the internet for 12 hours straight. YEE HA! Tonight I have a Writer's Reading. It's at 7:30. I'm not in it in any way, but I still HAVE to be there at 6:45. I hate Writer's Readings. They're so dull when Kith (my C.W. teacher) does them. They're different this year... maybe they'll be better. I'll tell ya how it went tomorrow at my dad's...ta-ta for now. Wed. October 29th, 2003 In about fifteen minutes, I'm going to the Zoo to help with their pumpkin thing. I did it last year, and I must say there's something oddly satisfying about scooping endless piles of pumpkin goop out of a pumpkin. Last year I was trying to be all clean. I didn't get anywhere. So I just said the heck with it and stuck my arms in all the way. It was great. Of course... I have no one to go with this year. Last year I went with Tessy, but she can't go tonight. And I tried to call Niki, but I can't get ahold of her. I think she might still be at school. My choice people to go to pumpkin goo scooping with are: Heather and Niki. Obviously. I can just picture us having so much fun doing that. :( I miss the good ol' days. Sure, I still have Niki this year, but... it's different. We don't hang out that much. Once again... I wanna know where I belong. And who I belong with. Cause it obviously ain't here with these people. I started this in an shallow way... and ended up telling something somewhat deep. Funny how the little things all add up to a big thing in people's lives. Or, in my case, not in people's lives. :( :( :( Tues. October 28th, 2003 Hmm.... school was particularly boring today. I can't wait till this Friday. I don't know if I'm going to the dance, or just straight to my dad's. Either way, this year I'm not doing nothing for Halloween. Although I might make my dad stop at the gas station so I can get a bunch of candy for when I'm on the computer all night... but other then that, nada. No thought-provoking thoughts today... yesterday's thinking wore me out. :) Mon. October 27th, 2003 This is a kinda deep thing for me to put in a textarea...please stand by while I get this all out. This is what I realized today: when i look at the future (the near future) i don't look forward to any of it except talking to TB and Heather online while making my webpage or playing on HEX. Like last year school was okay because even if classes weren't my most favorite thing to do (to put it lightly) at least I had my friends. I have Niki and Julia, yes, but I don't know... it's just not the same. At lunch on Friday I was thinking "maybe I should go sit with Julia and Juliet. No, half the stuff they talk about I don't have any clue about. I belong here with the gifted kids. I fit in better." And then as lunch progressed, I realized that I really don't belong with the gifted kids either. I don't know.. it's some weird thing how this year is TOTALLY different then last year. And all these Bisexuals are sprouting up like crazy in the 8th grade. Everyweek it seems someone else has joined the Bi forces. Personally, that's one club I won't be joining... lol. But everyone's having an identity crisis this year. Maybe it's just cause we're in 8th grade and we'll soon have to move on to high school. But maybe it just seems that way because I'M having an identity crisis. With Heather being gone, it feels as if my life is completely different. Maybe it is. Maybe it goes deeper then just Heather. Maybe TB has changed my life more than I'm aware. Than again, sometimes I'm aware that my life will never be the same because of TB, Heather, and Niki. Sometimes I don't want to be aware of it. And another thing... I've realized that even though Mrs. Wooddell was nice, she's not a good teacher. I never really learned anything academic from her. She was far too loose on deadlines, maybe that's why I have trouble in Language Arts with turning in my stuff. And also, Mrs. Wooddell was extremely opinionated. I mean, sure, everyone's entitled to their opinions, but if we were having a discussion and your opinion was different from hers, she ended the discussion right then and there. Hmm.... I have a lot to ponder over the next few days. Sun. October 26th, 2003 Ok. Now the template is all my own. I made it. It's nothing unique, but I didn't steal it! Lol. I'm so proud of myself. I re-did the color scheme and all that good junk. Now it's perty! Yayness. This weekend I'm gonna be at my dad's (if you've checked my "Weekends I'm at My Dad's" page than you already know that. :) See how convenient it is.) so I'll be able to add a lot more stuff and special junk and pics. Sat. October 25th, 2003 Allright. So I FINALLY have a little template that I made... *cough*stole*cough* and now I have my textarea... so I'M HAPPY! Yayness. Anyways. I'm going to try and work on the pages that are linked on this site, but I don't know how much I can get done today, as I have limited internet time at my mom's house. Which is where I am now. Hmm... Maybe I should list weekends I'll be at my dad's house on one of the pages....