Sarcastic FF X character selector

Pigs flew on: Wednesday, June 5, 2002
Alive

Everyday is a new day
I’m thankful for every breath I take
I won’t take it for granted
So I learn from my mistakes
It’s beyond my control, sometimes it’s best to let go
Whatever happens in this lifetime
So I trust in love
You have given me peace of mind

I feel so alive for the very first time
I can’t deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive for the very first time
And I think I can fly

Sunshine upon my face
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world how I feel inside
Even though it might cost me everything
Now that I know this, so beyond, I can’t hold this
I can never turn my back away

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, June 4, 2002
XD

Commonly known as SexGod!Draco, you are usually bisexual. You are horny as hell, and gorgeous as heaven, and you take advantage of both of these things to have sex with ten different people in one chapter of one fic. You are cheerful and very open about your lust. It is rare that a threatening Voldemort-type plotline will come into your story. And...did I say you were horny?
Find out which Draco you are.

You have many varieties. You may be paired with Harry, Ron, or even Snape. It is hardly ever a problem that you're gay, only that your crush is supposed to be your enemy (or your teacher). You are sometimes tormented by your feelings, moping until something happens to force you and your crush together. Other times, you are extraordinarily open about it, teasing the boy of your affections until he finally comes out (bad pun) of his shell and says that he likes you too. Once you and your crush get together, you are sweet and affectionate, but bitchy enough to stay in character. You are nearly every HP slash fan's favorite. Explains the long description here, doesn't it?
Find out which Draco you are.

Pigs flew on: Sunday, June 2, 2002
So

Take the Which Utada Hikaru Song Are you? Quiz!

Pigs flew on: Friday, May 31, 2002
All hail me. :)

Find your Role-Playing Stereotype at mutedfaith.com. [Angel.]

Take the "What Kind of Dreamer Are You"Quiz
created by LilacDemile

find your element at mutedfaith.com. <º>

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, May 28, 2002


Okay. So. We went out to the farm for a couple of days. My great grandmother's farm that is. Just me, sparky, mom, and my grandpa. It was okay. Didn't sleep too well. Was in a rather bad mood for that fact.
The last day there, right before we were gonna leave, tom, the cat that hangs around there decides to show off his hunting for us. The day before one of the neighbors had come over to say hi, he had with him a homing pigeon. Exhausted. Skinny. Needed food. But the pigeon got spooked, got out of the guys hands, and flew off. So we figured he'd be okay and go back home or, wherever.
Next day before leaving we were packing up the car. Me and sparky. We were messing around with the cat when we finished. The pigeon showed up in the grass not far off. Tom(the cat) makes toward it and starts stalking the poor thing who was looking around in the grass for food. I thought for sure the pigeon would see tom...the grass wasn't high at all. When I figured out the pigeon wasn't going to fly off I tried to run tom off but he goes after the poor thing anyway. So I scream at him and he drops the bird. The bird is flapping around on the ground completely terrified. Tom got him pretty good on his left wing.
So I grab the bird and hold him. He doesn't fight me, very friendly bird. Terrified as well, but he holds still. Finally got mom to get a box for me to put him in. They called the vet who said they would look at him, but they wouldn't keep him till he was better. So mom and my grandpa just told me to let him go. Either tom or some other animal would have got him for sure. So I was standing in the barn with mom. Mom knew he would probably die there. I guess I was the only one who really cared. I break into tears and mom decides that we can at least stop by the vet and have him take a look at the bird.
Everyone was doing a damn good job of making me feel horrible. Like I was doing something wrong. I'm not sure what their problems were. It's not like we had anywere to be. Not that was important or couldn't be held off till later anyway.
They tried convincing me, and still are trying, that this is a wild bird, and I should just have let tom have it. It was after all how he stayed alive. However this is NOT a wild animal. This pigeon was raised by people. That was not his natural habitat, and he wouldn't have been there at all if it weren't for some stupid human. If it had just been one of the local wild birds, fine. But this bird....it just wasn't his fault, or his doing that he was there. I am not the one in the wrong here. I'm sorry that no one else can seem to understand that.
For some reason...I'm not sure why, helping that bird became really important to me. Sure there are tons of pigeons around. So why bother saving one? Well there are tons of cats and dogs around. So next time you see a sick one why don't you just not help it. See how that makes you feel. Or better yet next time you see a person getting attacked by and animal, or hell another person, just let them be. Humans overpopulate the world as it is. I hope you are getting the sarcasm here.
Maybe this came off being meaner than I'll want it too. Well who cares. I'm really really tired. This vacation is not really turning out to be a vacation at all. I'm tired...just really tired. Mostly of people. People that insist upon continuing to misunderstand me. Hell they don't even try. But once again...should I really be suprised?
Anyway, mom finally convinced them to stop by the vet. He looked over the pigeon quickly, gave us some antibiotics for him, and we were on our way. Stopping of course to get a better carrier for the bird. When we got back I got hassled more about the bird, but we went to PetsMart and got a cage for it, and some food. He's staying out on the back patio with molly the bassett hound. She'll enjoy the company. Hope max(the cat) doesn't find out he's back there though. He likes to hunt birds. But max doesn't normally go in back. So hopefully everything will be okay.
I'd really like to keep the pigeon, but right now I think I'll leave it alone. Mom and dad say absolutly no more pets. However I think mom is okay with keeping the pigeon until he can fly again. Or finding a pigeon group, or rescue center of some sort to take the bird.
So if any of you blog readers out there know of anyone who could take the bird, or of any centers, or rescue groups we could call, please please PLEASE drop me a line. My email and IM SNs are on this page.

Pigs flew on: Wednesday, May 22, 2002
I'm special. I get to ride the short bus. With yoda.

A COPPER Dragon Lies Beneath!

Pigs flew on: Monday, May 20, 2002
Yay!!!

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*frolicfrolictripfall*
We got to see Attack of the Clones!!! Yay!!!!! *more frolicing*
Yoda totally kicks ass!!!! Literally!!!
Oh and and and and....I'm converting to the dark side.*nodnodnod* We love anakin! He's a hottie. *more nodding*

Pigs flew on: Wednesday, May 15, 2002
King of Sorrow

I suppose I could just walk away
Will I disappoint my future if I stay
It's just a day that brings it all about
Just another day and nothing's any good

The DJ's playing the same song
I have so much to do
I have to carry on
I wonder will this grief ever be gone
Will it ever go
I'm the king of sorrow, yeah
The king of sorrow

I'm crying everyone's tears
I have already paid for all my future sins
There's nothing anyone
Can say to take this away
It's just another day and nothing's any good

I'm the king of sorrow, yeah
King of sorrow
I'm the king of sorrow, yeah
King of sorrow

Pigs flew on: Wednesday, May 15, 2002
Well...

I guess I've been expecting it for a while. It shouldn't be any big suprise. And I shouldn't be as upset as I am. Bartok died this morning. I had a feeling she would. Mon called me just before noon to tell me. I knew it was here when the phone rang. I knew what she was calling about. So. Anyway.

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, May 14, 2002
Pretty

Wishing on a dream that seems far off
Hoping it will come today
Into the starlit night
Foolish dreamers will turn their gaze
Waiting on a shooting star
But
What if that star is not to come
Will their dreams fade to nothing
When the horizon darkens most
We all need to believe there is hope
Is an angel watching closely over me
Can there be a guiding light I've yet to see
I know my heart should guide me but
There's a hole within my soul
What will fill this emptiness insdie of me
Am I to be satisfied without knowing
I wish then for a chance to see
Now all I need
Is my star to come...

Pigs flew on: Monday, May 13, 2002
Well...

It's been a few days since I actually said much of anything here. Might as well fill in all you nosey folks that actually read this thing.
Bartok is somehow still alive. Her body is bent pretty badly. I don't expect her to recover. If she does somehow manage to survive the disease, I doubt she'll ever swim right again. Actually if she manages to hold of the disease she might starve to death if she doesn't start eating soon. I've been trying to force feed her crushed, soaked, medigold, but she manages to spit most of it out. Though I did see an itty bitty bit of poop when I went to feed her today. So I take that as a good sign.
The 44 and 55 have been moved to my parents house. The fish actually handled it pretty well. Though we had to get a new impeller for the big filter on the 55. Somehow it got lost during the move. But now all filters are fuctioning correctly. The 44 got moved today, and when the tank was refilled the water was really cloudy. So the fish had to wait in the bucket till the filter cleared out the water some. That didn't please them too much.
I've only got 6 fry left. Actually now I think only 5. Soon to be only 3. I've got only one that actually looks healthy and is growing right. I have two more that might make it. I'm unsure.
Everyone else seems to be okay. I hope they stay that way.
I found out we have two fuctional 35 gallon tanks with stands. We've also got all of our old whisper filters. After we get back from the trip to texas I plan on setting them up. I want to put angelfish in one, and either guppies or a couple of goldfish in the other.
I'd also eventually like to get another 55 or larger so I can have an Oscar or two.

Pigs flew on: Saturday, May 11, 2002
Voices

The first word in my dreams
I could clearly see
Planet Eden high beyond the skies

Beautiful and sad
is this story I'll tell
of the winged travellers eager

'twas one day
the wind guided him where to go
like an eagle high above he flew

Waving from down below
he flew out of sight
into the mystical darkness

Neither a smile nor a cry
I gave when he left
feeling my spleen decline

And hoping
one day we'd fly over
back to the places we once shared

Where vessels glide
in silky waves and of gold
deep in the gulf such planet lies

Surrounded by this universe
of love and hate
confusion breaks through and dwells

Cast a spell, from the old magic book
Set a path
In the black magic box, something strange will happen, it will take you so far
So try...We can fly, we have wings, we can touch floating dreams
Call me from so far through the wind in the light.

Someone came from the dark over from the stars.
Protecting my heart from crying.
Taken back by surprise my traveller returned.
What went wrong? Why did he change?

Pigs flew on: Friday, May 10, 2002
...

I'm so close. You don't know...how close.
Close to what? Close to giving up on it forever.
Close to giving up what? The thought that there could be any greater being out there that watches over us stupid mortals. My belief in God...or any kind of god really has been in shreds for as long as I can remember. But for some reason I decided to let those shreds remain. Let the hope that maybe there really is something there, remain.
I'm so close to losing my Bartok. I can't even stand to look at the tank anymore. She is trying so hard to live, but she just can't seem to pull it off. I have done everything I know to try and help her, and it's not working.
I'm losing fish nearly every month so far this year. I'm sick of it. I spend more money and more time on my fish than anything else, including myself. They have the best care I can give them, and somehow I'm still losing them. Yet people who could care less about their fish, manage to get theirs to live for years. I don't understand this. And if/when I lose Bartok, I am also cutting loose those shreds of hope that I had for belief in any higher being, and I will bury them, and my cross, along with Bartok. And that's where they will stay.

Pigs flew on: Thursday, May 9, 2002
It's kind of funny.

I woke up this morning around 12:30, and just stayed in bed for a while. Then I heard the phone ring. Mom picked up. I thought to myself, 'I bet it's monica, and I bet she's calling me to tell me bartok is dead.'
Well I was right for the most part. It was monica. And she was calling about Bartok. However she's not dead yet. Nearly there. Floating on her side, but still breathing. I had mon add some clout and ammo lock to the tank. For all the good it'll do. Dropsy is almost always terminal.
Yeah.

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, May 7, 2002
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I have something rather entertaining that I would like to share with you all. I found it amusing, and infuriating at the same time. Lately I've suspected my cousin of sending emails to my parents about what I do or do not do. Here are a couple I have found.

Subject: Kristin & Exames
Today Kristin had two exames she was supposed to go to one at 8 am and one at 11:30 am. As of 1:15, she is still asleep. I do not know what the school policy for failing grades and going to school for the next semester are. If it turns out that she will not be allowed to go for the fall semester, should I look into seeing about getting an room on campus if they still have some that are open? I feel like I have been babysitting her since she stopped going to class after Spring Break. I am getting real tired of this.
Monica

On to Kristin-
If you cannot get Kristin to go to the counseling center on the campus, then you need to go there and tell them about her. Tell her you will take her and stay with her while she talks to them if she wants, but otherwise, you will be going to them to talk about her. I fear that she is showing signs of depression and needs medical and counseling help. If she goes to the center, then they can petition the school later on for the grades for this semester to be removed due to medical reasons (if in fact she is medically depressed). (If she has not been to school since spring break, that is evidence that she is not able to attend classes, or so Mr. Perkins says!) This will make it so that she is able to return to school in good standing when she feels that she can return to classes. If you cannot make her go, you might also ask Aunt Jan to help. I know that she is very concerned about Kristin as well. I know that the money they spent on her classes this semester will not be refunded, but at least her record can be salvaged. It is not up to you to be her babysitter, but you need to be able to discuss this with her. Tell her that we are very concerned about her and want what is best for her. Talking to a counselor is the best option. Yes, things are hard, and yes, things will get harder before they get better. Transitions in life are difficult, and the freshman year of college can really be a make or break year for young adults who are not used to standing on their own. (Luckily, you were able to make the transition without too much problem, and seem to have flourished there at school! We are very proud of you!) Kristin might even be jealous of you and your abilities. Please assure her that you are not trying to take her place in the family. You love her and care for her like a sister, but Aunt Jan and Uncle Lee can never be your parents. Explain that you also had problems as a freshman, and that you also had doubts as to whether you could handle all that was required of you. We all do at times.

I have even printed out a couple of copies of the above emails. I plan to have a very long...or short, "chat" with my cousin. If she has a problem with me, then she needs to come to ME and talk about it.
As for my parents...I plan on venting at them tonight. If they don't like it, too damn bad.
As for my aunt cathy(who sent the second email) well...what can I say. She doesn't even live in the states so how would she know what is going on with me? Monica has been filling my parents(and her parents) heads with lies, and it's about time that stopped.
Okay. I have issues. Okay I cry sometimes. Since I'm showing the very human sign of having emotions that automatically puts me up for cousiling, and medical help. Pfft. Fat chance. Though I will have to wait to talk to them until I have calmed down. Right now I think if I got into it with them, I wouldn't be able to make a coherent sentence out of anything but swearing.

Pigs flew on: Monday, May 6, 2002
Sister-chan!

*glomps sparky* I love my sister-chan! She always makes me feel better. Even if I don't get to directly talk to her. ^_^
I'm ready to go to texas. I say we leave tomorrow. ;D


Music of the moment: The Cranberries - "Zombie"

Pigs flew on: Monday, May 6, 2002
Zombie

Pigs flew on: Monday, May 6, 2002
>-<

I wonder about myself sometimes...lots of times. Particularly late at night. I wonder why I am the way I am. I wonder why it is so hard for me to let go and change.
Why do I still fear rejection after having to deal with it so many times? Why did I turn into such an ill tempered bitch? Why do I have such a hard time talking to people? Even my friends. Why has it become so hard for me to make friends? Why can't I get some people out of my head, when it is painfully clear to me that I am not wanted? Why can't I just forget them? Why do I have so much trouble sleeping? Why am I always having nightmares and never any dreams?

This is stupid...really.

Smile away the fears that only seem to run me around
So you open up the door then the floor came crumbling down
I've only one or two dreams there worth losing
But they're unraveling, traveling down the road to ruin

And the harder I try the more I slip and I slide through this fantasy
All by myself I need your help to perservere
But the same conclusions always greet me at my door
Wouldn't it be nice to fade away
And maybe one day you will show me what went wrong
How did I become the unchosen one

Music of the moment: Vertical Horizon - "The Unchosen One"

Pigs flew on: Sunday, May 5, 2002
Well...finally happened.

Yup. This morning in fact. Dad called. Asked me why I didn't go to my exams yesterday. Uh huh. I knew it. I honestly didn't know what to tell him anymore. So I'll likely get a call from him and mom later on. They went to "talk" about it.
So I went and hung the phone up. The next few lines will be of the conversation that consisted between myself and monica.
Monica: Who was that?
Me: Dad. Monica: What did he want?
Me: ...He wanted to know why I didn't got to my exams yesterday.
Monica: Oh
Me: I wonder how he would know I didn't go. *glaring at mon the entire time*
Monica: I sent your mom an email.
Me: Why?
Monica: Because I feel like I've been babysitting you since spring break.
Me: This is my life let me handle it. What I do is none of your business.
Monica: My mom thinks you need to see a couciler.
Me: I don't give a rats ass what your mom wants.
*que going to room and locking door*
Fuck all fo them. I'm not speaking to them until they at least try to see it from my point of view. Monica...oooh...monica...we will have it out. Believe me. When I'm not so upset, and can actually talk without being so fucking angry...then we'll have it out. Who knows, maybe we'll have it out with the rental units. Me against my entire fucking family.

Well folks...I don't know what else to say. So maybe I'll just go cry for a while. Or maybe some random bolt of lighting will randomly strike me and do me the favor of killing me and putting me out of my misery.

Pigs flew on: Friday, May 3, 2002
....

...
Sparky-chan. Sorry I wasn't up when you called. Mon told me you called this morning, but by the time she did and I tried giving you a call you were gone. So, looking at your blog, I assume you are gone once again and thus will not try to call you anymore tonight.

Pigs flew on: Friday, May 3, 2002
...

You have no idea how annoyed I am with my roommate/cousin at the moment. Okay, we've got exams from today until...either tuesday or wednesday. I'm not planning on going. To any of mine. At all. You know why? Because it would not help my grade. At all. I've already talked to my professors about this. Though I still get the sinking feeling that monica does let the rental units in on what I do...or don't do. So I'll probably catch a lot of shit for not going to my exams. However, I am extremely close to telling monica she needs to just stay the fuck out. She doesn't know everything that's going on, she hasn't had my classes, and really only knows what she assumes on her own. She draws her own conclusions, and then as I'm guessing tells that to my parents. Probably through email as I've never heard her on the phone.
I do not want to have another fight with her. But I am so close to completely snapping. I'm sick of her asking whether or not I went to my classes, and yes monica I KNOW that I had two exams today. But look...I didn't go. Imagine that. And reguardless of what she thinks this isn't just me being lazy. I am NOT going to waste my time on something that is not going to help me anyway. And frankly it's really none of her business.

This is my life. I will go through it as I see fit.

Pigs flew on: Thursday, May 2, 2002
....

I feel absolutly horrible. Honestly. I've had a decent enough day I suppose. Though I only got 5 hours of sleep. I don't know what it up with Fade and Vladimir, so I don't kno what to do to help them. Bartok isn't acting any better. She's still sitting on the bottom a lot. The ammonia level has gone down somewhat, but is still rather high. I just...dunno. I tried feeding them peas today. Bartok didn't know quite what to do with them. It took her a while to figure out that the green things were indeed edible. Mmm. I just...don't know what is wrong. Maybe she's just really sensitive to the ammonia...I don't know...I hope that's what it is. Cause I can fix that. I just don't know what else could be bothering her.

Pigs flew on: Thursday, May 2, 2002


Well after typing up a nice long post I promptly got distracted, went somewhere else and lost the whole post. Lets see if I can type it up again.
I moved bartok into the 44 to get some rest from the boys. However the tank has now decided it wants to have ammonia problems. Bleh. And there are only 4 goldies and 4 corys in there. It's shouldn't be having problems. Poor Bartok. She's not taking it very well. Sitting on the bottom a lot. So I added Prime, and Ammo-Lock 2. Hopefully that'll perk her up.
In the 55, I've got Fade and Vladimir divided from the rest of the fish. Fade for ripped tail fin and floating problems, and Vladimir just because he's not acting right. He's hanging near the top a lot. He'll go to the bottom to eat and get away from my hand, but other than that he stays near the surface. So. Tomorrow when I get back from going to see my parents, I plant on moving all of the plants out, doing a major water change, and bombing them with a ton of salt. Hopefully that'll clear whatever is ailing them up.
The fry are doing okay. I've had a few fry deaths, but I expect it. All in all I've got somewhere around 20 left. They are growing like weeds! Though I hope they start growing even faster so I won't worry about them so much when I go on vacation and leave them in monicas hands.

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, April 30, 2002
*huffpuff*

Jiggly! Puuuuff!!! >( *takes out black marker and squiggles non-sense all over everyone's faces* Jiggly! *runs off in a blur of jiggly, puff, and pink*

I feel better now. Yeah. Why is it everyone picks tuesdays and thrusdays to do things? Hnnn. K-chan dislikes being all by herself, with no one to talk to, and not a damn thing to do. Mmm.
Well I tried going out again today. But I guess with this blouse it's going to be all of impossible to go without getting stared at. Then I tried playing some DAoC. There I just got hit on and followed by random guys. For crying out loud...they don't even know what I really look like! And I'll tell ya, it's sure not short, pointy earred, with an excellent tan, and blonde hair. Oh and I don't cast spells. Pfft. Stupid people. So...K-chan gave up on that is now extremely bored.
Little worried about Fade. He hasn't been swimming right. Both he and Vladimir have been hanging around by the surface a lot lately. So I've put the tank divder back in. With just Fade, and Vlady on one side with one of the catfish, and everyone else on the other side.
The fry are doing okay. I had to remove two dead ones today. Ah well. It happens. The rest look like they are progressing fairly well in their growth. Naturally some are more developed than others. I can't wait till they get bigger, so I can transfer them to the 10 gallon tanks. I know it would be easier on basil to be able to finally move into his five gallon as well. The poor guy just looks so lost in the 10 all by himself.

Music of the moment: Puddle of Mudd - "Drift and Die"

Pigs flew on: Tuesday, April 30, 2002
Grrr.

What is it with men these days?! *sighs* Okay so the blouse thing I decided to wear today is a bit thin. It's made out of a kind of gauzey material. *I* think it is really pretty. And dammit it looks good on me. Who cares if you can kind of sort of see through it? And who cares if it has a low neckline? *glare* That gives no male the right to sit there and leer at me for at least an hour. Disgusting. The lot of them. Leering is okay for certain people. The rest need to just go fuck off. Hmmph.
And DANG IT FISH! Leave the fucking thermometer alone!!!

Music of the moment: Staind- "Fade"

Pigs flew on: Monday, April 29, 2002
O.O

*stares at linkie*
Marci I love you! Thank you soooo much for that linky!! *sits and drools and wishes it were the 1st of the month when there is actually money to buy stuff*
KYO!!! *sits and drools more*

Music of the moment: Dir En Grey - "Garden"

Pigs flew on: Monday, April 29, 2002
Arg!!!!!

Why are people so stupid?! I mean come on...really. I was playing DAoC...I had just created a new character and was taking her throug her first battle. This guy comes along and gives me something. Okay that was nice. But I don't really want to talk to anyone. Well. This guy follows me around. When I stop he'd run in front of me and just stand there. I'm like..."oooookay." So I make my character run behind a random building. This guy is still following me! Arg! I mean really!?! I'm running away from you for crying out loud! That should give you a hint! Finally I give up and just quit. I refuse to log back onto there for the rest of the night. Grrr

Music of the moment: Korn - "Make Me Bad"

Pigs flew on: Monday, April 29, 2002
Mmm...

Well...I slept till...3 in the afternoon. And somehow I'm still tired. Go figure.
Anyway, would like to send a huge mental hug to my sister-chan. She lost a couple of fishies last night, and is a bit upset about it. Especially since her last two aren't acting right. So I hope what I told you helps sparky-chan. Mmm...

Music of the moment: Dir En Grey - "Raison Detre"

Pigs flew on: Monday, April 29, 2002
>.<

It's so dark...hnnn. Well duh it's 3:30am. I just want some light dang it...the lights in my room aren't cutting it anymore. I am so freaked out I can't even begin to describe it. I haven't been this terrfied in a very long time. And I have NO idea what's causing it.
*rubs head* I'm starting to get a stress headache. Wonderful. I tried going to bed, but I am way to jumpy. If anything moves against me whether it be blanket, clothing, random inanimate object, or even my own hand, I nearly leap out of my skin. I have no idea what the hell my problem is but it needs to stop. I want some light...now...sun...rise dang it. Rise now. Onegai... -_-

Pigs flew on: Sunday, April 28, 2002
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Music of the moment: System of a Down - "Chop Suey!"

Pigs flew on: Sunday, April 28, 2002
Mmmm....yes


Take The Confession Test!

your confession has been heard, you are absolved of your sins.
your sacrament of reconciliation is: 10 'hail mary's' and 15 'our father's'

Pigs flew on: Sunday, April 28, 2002


You're Morticia Addams!

Take The Addams Family Test Here!

Bitchin'! One of mark's friends told him that I looked like her when I sent mark a picture of me and my blue hair. o.o;; Personally I don't see it...but...whatever.

Music of the moment: Dir En Grey - "Raison Detre"

Pigs flew on: Saturday, April 27, 2002
:)

"Archived! And kudos to Kei-chan! Your post about love and lust was actually really good. And I know you don't acutually 'love' Kyo..I mean...I don't really love Snape or Wood ^_^" ---directly from Sparky's blog.

Yes I know you know sparky-chan. Because you know me like that. ^_~

Pigs flew on: Saturday, April 27, 2002
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Which Star-Crossed Marvel Lover Are You?

Pigs flew on: Saturday, April 27, 2002
Slacker!!!

Take the What Kind of Slacker are you? Quiz

Pigs flew on: Saturday, April 27, 2002
Where are you heading?

I am 42% evil. Take the test :: koolplace.com

Music of the moment: Staind - "Fade"

Pigs flew on: Saturday, April 27, 2002
Hey...what do ya know...

I archived again! Yay. Wow. That was quick.
Anyway. YES boys and girls Kristin stayed up till 5am last night, and now she is up at 10am!!! Imagine that! This means the sun probably won't rise today! Mwahaha! *cough* Well...seeing how it already...has I guess thats kinda...yeah.
Kristin is feeling very ill this morning. Bleh. Very ill. Hnnn.

Music of the moment: Nothing