YAYYAYAYYYAYAY i got out of my house, finally after all of the fighting with the parents and living like a studious monk for the past four months, (not to mention the past 18 years) But i'm free... well at least until tonight, at which point i'll be required home inorder to drive to the city tomorro and pick up mysister. Oh well..

Then I'll be back in the realm of evil parents and oldersiblings...

Anway We adopted a kitten today. I want to put up a picture of her but alas, we are without. She wont be myne anyway... but yeah, she's adorble and i want to steal her... hmm...

Still no prom date. I dont know how that is possble though it is.

Last night was a sketchy expierience. I went to visit my cousin, who made me see her friends, who i donte ven really care for much, who were drinking... then they wanted to go out with me to spider man...

the sketchyest thing. A guy working at the movie thearter decided to scalp us tickets, because he wanted some cash and it wasnt a hard thing to do. he approached us and was like "yo... do ou want to getyour tickets for cheeper?" who scalps Movie tickets? Geeze...


Anyway it was after the opening credits when my cousin and group all found rides home they didnt really want to be there. It was a strange night.


So now that i'm out of school i have no excuse, i'm going to have to start working on TYN stuff again. not that i mind, i'm happy to have the time to devote....

Enough for now,

I'm bored again... taking quizzes... doing random stuff... sitting home on a saturday night? GAH! Why is it that my mom thinks i can babysit all weekend but that i can not go out and see my friends? Isnt it more distracting to have a 6th grader running around all the time than to take 2 hours out to go see a movie? Anyway...




Which Woman of Beauty Are You? Find out! By Nishi.







and this one i found amusing... because well... anyone who knows me knows my dateless situation, so...

I just found a pencil with a name. It proudly was emblasozoned with "Michelle Wilson" in bright gold lettering. It makes me curious as to who Michelle wilson is, why her name is proudly worn by this sky blue pencil and also, why on earth she would want her name on such an object. In addition i am concerned for Michelle wilson, because she has apparantly lost her pencil, and wondering what she is doing with out it. If anyone knows her, tell her her pencil is in the library...

Why is it that people ask me for advice? I have absolutely no qualifications what so ever...
In fact, if one were to look for a person to get advice from, based on criteria such as "how does this person handle situations just like myne?" and experience, i would be the last person to choose... despite my relevation that i'm most likely world's worst relationchip counseler, mainly because i am not in, nor have been in, any particularly healthy relationchips in my life, and any that i've been in have lasted anywhere from 2 days to 2 months... not exactly what most people looking for relationchip advice are hopeing for, many people seem to flock to get my advice...

It is somewhat similar to asking your psychic for lottery numbers. Apparantly she isnt that wealthy, she works still, has a small office, and an odd name... has never won the lottery, to the best of your knowledge, but you'll believe her when she says "22.14.7.4.8.12" and actually buy the ticket with everyfaith that it is correct.

As a girl i know we are always analyzing things with our friends. It is quite normal to ask eachother for advice, and that is not really the question. Granted reciently that has been on an increse as well, but there i have a few insights.

The question is why three of my ex-boyfriends, guys who have plenty of other friends some of whom are female and most likely better candidates for asking help from, seeing as they have had serious relationchips, and relationchips that went well, ask me for advice the same day. Twice. Shouldn't they realize that i'm terrible at relationchips hence our extrordinaryly short dating period and the fact that ours didnt work out? Of all the people, you would think ex-boyfriends would realize the aforememtioned relevation, i'm bad at relatiochips... yet instead they ask for my advice...


Anyway like the Oracle at Delphi i try to discern the future, how everythign will work out, and if my answers are cryptic enough (like the oracles always were) i might sound like i'm right...

And thus the blind once more leads the blind as i am off to provide both romantic and psychological advice with the qualifications i dont have that others appear to bestow upon me.


And wondering at their sanity, I again listen.

Relationchip counseler extrodinaire?!?
Translated into Dutch by: Wynne

Kiwi!!! what an absolutely odd flavour... MMm... i have the best Kiwi flavored lipgloss.... Anyway almost all my other friends got cherry... odd isnt it?



what kitchen utensil are YOU?


TOAST!!




which children's storybook character are you?

AHHHHHHH So maybe I was wrong about them cheering me up...