Tinsel last flew at 12:07 a.m.. Wierd...poetic...sappy blog coming up. XD Its interesting from the outside. Next to me, my friend is having a fluffy convo with her boy friend. ::kofflizkoffedkoff:: In front of me, meaning nice view is a realli nice n hot guy XD play handball. Dun you jes LUB life sumtymes? Its so peaceful now...such a terrible contrast to the terror down at "ground zero".... My friend is looking at her pictures...the swt convo....chuxiezz! ow....swt level...too strong....gerk.....Their walking away now, talking with his friend, its so cute, how they are together...lolz, tooth ache worthy XD! This is what ppl dream fluffy dreams of. My friend's once mentor walks by....purple shorts, gray shirt....of our school's. He's on rollerblades... 0.o;;;;;. HE's funny as hell and soooo moronic...tripping ova his own blades....^^ I think Torrey should be here............she would be interested in this position right now...I hab a very nice view of horsie. Though I do think he's a butt ugly cat. whahhahaa. He sux at basketball too...(not saying I can play worth shit...i'm jes comparing him to his teammates.) whahaa...I dunno what she sees in him....mou! Anime guys are so much better...XD! Too bad they dun exist...(fuq a happi duck) newayz I feel so bad for Tooya in Ayashi no Ceres. First Aki is taken ova a lil by Shuro n stabs Tooya wit handcuffs. It literally sinks into Tooya's flesh...::shudder:: Then Tooya's choking on his blood, getting slashed around. Then he gets stabbed again, now wit a sharp stone. In his thigh. By Aki. Agen. AND then he walks down from god knows where to meet Aya at a bridge at four in a morning....I feel so baaaaaaaad for him... Tuesday, September 18, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 10:57 p.m.. I hab retarded friends that I want to kill...but dere funnie and I wub dem to death ::koff i am a pathological liar koff:: Wizzums/Liz called me during da afternoon n wuz like: LIZ: You gotta help me cuz you lub me so much. ME: GERK? 0.o;;;; LIZ: I need you to talk to mai mom pretending your Gillian who I'm supposed to be hanging out with. ME: ARE YOU STOOPID? LIZ: You know you lub me so hellpp. ME: wut da hell am I supposed to do. LIZ: Pretend your one ob mai friends from delta n talk to mai mom...it'll be realliii easie ME: ............. LIZ: I'll gib u answers to questions she may ask. ME: So...I'z supposed to pretend to be "Gillian" answer ur mom's questions n lie to herrr? LIZ: Yup. okay? ME: 0.o;;; LIZ: OKay, ur name ish Gillian Morgan, we're going to Central Park, you live on 97th Riverside Drive, you go to Delta....... ME: ::urgently scribbling:: So lemme get dis straight....I'm supposed to say all dis crap to your mom while lying outta mai ass? LIZ: er...yup. ME: yyy meee? LIZ: Cuz no one else ish home. ME: I hate you. LIZ: I know, i lub u tooo. ME: GERK. fast foward useless convo LIZ: okay so lesh do dis. ME: gerk. LIZ: :calling mom:: omaa, ewretrowjfopeogsgjkpsj? OMMA: wetdwtwet-pstpwenhgsppgj. towthiwhiow Gillian? rthwotw LIZ: arrihoehwthpwe Gillian okay? ME: Hiiii ::sweet angelic voice:; OMMA: Hii Gillian, how are you? ME: Fine thank you? OMMA: Ooo, where you going? ME: Central PArk. OMMA ARe you around dat area ME: Not right now, we're at *blah* place. Omma: OKay. erwjhpwt high school? ME: huh? I'm sorry I can't hear you? Omma: otwhwoiew high school? ME: ::being dumasss:: Delta. OMMA: No, what high shcool do you want to go to? ME: oh, ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; getrrk, erm, Bronx Science (mai sista's school lollzzzzz) OMMA: oooo, okay, Bronx iish hioethwetoweto take care of yourself balhh/ ME: Okay, thank you, Liz wants to talk now OMMA: okay bai ME: bai LIZ: pwethwothw OMMA: wethihoetwetohwtowet hang up on omma LIZ: ccc? u did fine. ME: gerk, i'm such an idiot. LIZ: okaky. I'm going to meet Ed now yay. ME: Your lil trip to flushing betta be worth me lying to ur feckin mom LIZ: Daz okay, I'll owe you like crazyyy. ME: gerrkkkk. blah, useless convo Anyway that waz sum wierd ass experience, i hate lying to parents, n i'm using mai suppper swt voice on dem, dey jes fall prey n I feel bad......did i mention liz's mom sounds so swt also? ish like awww chuxiez wai wai! heheh. dun ask. doi. newayz mi ish designing a white dress daz all pretty n stuff. n i'm making a group bloggie for liz, sunna, sarah n margaret n me. Ish pretty but i need to slice da image n make table...looks .... shitty. Aya X Tooya piccie, sooo pretty... Tooya is hot...::sighhhhhhh:: Tho his green trenchcoat ish ugli as fuk. did i mention Jeff's leather jacket ish ugli too? okay. newayz, i need help...i will seek help...it seems life has gone back to normal since da wtc collapsed...i feel guilty tho. I'm goign to write a poem whether i like it or not. Must write poem damnit. ^^;;; allala....... Saturday, September 15, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 07:22 p.m.. Today has been such a fucked up day. As you probably know, NYC was fucking bombed. The World Trade Center went KABOOOOSH! omg wut fucked up shit! I was at school in Manhattan in lab blowing fucking 39 inch bubbles okay? Then da teacher walks in n ish like, "Terrorists attacked world trade center, it collapsed, call if you must and go see a counsler." Everyone was basicalyl cleaning up bubbles and stuff, no one cared until next period where ppl burst out crying! Fucked up shit. Then lunch was passed wit crying ppl n class continued. Our math teacher actualli TAUGHT okay? Then our spanish teacher but luckily my friends mother picked us up so we could go. But that was fucked up also. We took a taxi to 59th st and WALKED across the bridge. Sure its not terrible but walking? geez. Then we got off, went up annuda short bridge, down and into a Mcdonalds where we met my friend's dad who drove us home. IT may sound simple on paper but it took sooooo long. But now I'm SOO worried bcuz most of mai friends are accounted for but then deres mai friend Torrey, I kno she's safe but I hab no idea where she is so...and den deres so many ppl I want to talk to and ask how dey got home n stuff. I don't think anyone died in our school but we aren't sure yet...and tmr we dun hab school so...hopefully no one's parents died or anything. But I know for a fact that mai friend Torrey's building which is like literally two blocks away from the world trade center is gone in dust...I feel bad for her, having to start from scratch probably...hopefully its not that bad. But realli, terrorists are fucked up ppl. The terrorists who attacked World Trade Center must be lucky or genius. They check for fuckign fruit on a plane okay? How are you going to sneak guns? And then you can see from how the plan was executed it was perfectly planned. But what assholes, dey aren't even original, sure they decimated the Trade Center but its been attacked before. Then attacking the pentagon was good though I hab no fucking idea why the pentagon wouldn't be able to evacuate. When you see a plane in your area, a radar usually picks it up and calculates angle, they should've seen it coming and evacuated! Geez...but anyway this has been a fucked up day, I don't even think its real...we're prolli gonna go to sleep and tmr ish all good....but all da lives lost...geez, what SHIT. Tuesday, September 11, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 08:26 p.m.. Yecccch. Fook school. 500-700 word essay to write for english....on mai 2nd day too....::ish muttering choice words about english teacher:: But the retreat was fun fun fun. Met pplz, played volleyball XD! (quite badly...mai sister should play baseball...she has a nice arm...lolz.) Met guitar ppl...dey are guuuuud! Pic a song, they play it perfectly harmoniously, they sing good too...now that is a church....heheh. lalalla. newayz....mai dad knows how to SPLURGE massively...I had to buy swimming goggles today (I hab noooo idea why....I'll explain below after..) n da second we walk into Modells he sees the work out machines and picks one up, half an hour later its our 5th one. ^^;;; We had like 3 bike machine thingys already but mai brother n counsin n I went a lil fast n broke da metal wheelie turning thingy....^^;;; (three times...we never learn...ergh.) And den ish a standard walking machine, I likes bery much...must gain muscle.... gerk....dat one didn't break yet thank god. Now ish da 5th bike thingy or wateva. Meanwhile my mom, sister and me were walking around, looking for da goggles (o shyt I look so dorky in dem!) n like picking up a jacket, shirt, sneakers, nething that caught our fancy. (tempted to grab a volleyball lolz!) Too bad mai dad completely didn't notice by the end. Mai family shops mah fast...First school supplies, 20 minutes, shoes like 20 minutes, modells crap, half an hour or so. In and out of Flushin in like 2 hrs tops lollz. Anyway, God willing, mai dad's good splurge mood will last so tmr I can go into manhattan...::shmiles happily:: On a sadder note, I HATE SWIMMING. Mainly cuz I sink like a rock weighted down.....^^;;;; I can't swim, I can barely float, I feel uncomfortable baring so much back skin n butt skin lolz (i hab fuggin pervs in mai class!) n mai hair dries 1 strand per 3 hours. ::Tearrssss:: Now I hab dorky goggles...::tears:: Add on to that, I hab zero muscle n alll flab...garkk....I'm going to cry n die. Bai! Friday, September 7, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 12:08 a.m.. asssh, dun gib a crap bout psycho's IM-ing me, I'll jes hab a longass block list. ^^;;; Annuda convo wit Liz, those are always da crazy ones. I cut sum ob it off, cuz I killed da IM by accident, but most of the funnie parts are there...Remeber, we're high as hell, dun mind eberytin we say...we are psychotic ya kno. Tooya x Aya, Tamahome x Miaka making fun ob ish included, cuz ya know Aya has dat drama queen shyt going on. "Tooooyaa, Toooyaaa!" Translation: Where da hell are ya? I need ya to hold up mai nail polish bottle while i finish mai pinkie damnit! Convo wit Liz Yah, we discuss jeff + elliot's bi-ness, I bring up kang ta n tony's bi-ness. I declare awl nice guys bi! okay, blargh. No I eesh not cheating on u liz! Sunna ish jes IM-ing me to fast. lolz. And now awl ob a sudden ur like "Jeff is finnneee" n awl dat shyt. I told u he waz hot, u neba listen geez. psshhhhawww. newayz, an outsider reading dis blog ish prolli going: wtf ish she rantng bout. Sum guy at my school, looks mixed, ish pure chinese (score 1 fer me), Liz sez nice personality, I say, preety hot but bi. ::shmiles:: da good thing ish dat I can basically blog safely, I doubt neone reads dis blog...^^;;; Wednesday, August 29, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 02:46 p.m.. Geez I'm wierd...you ever have the feeling your missing sum1 in your life? Or jes hab dis wierd deja vu thing? I fergot all about it for a while then iono, fer sum reason every time I turn on MTV I see sumtin wierd. They were talking about Lenny Kravitz, Again. Hell I dun even like that song. But he's like "its like when you walk down the street and you see sum1 n u feel like a connection or sumthing". I jes had a flashback to one of my incidents like that... Basically we were in Chinatown erm....Torrey, Lizzie, Liz and me, I was wearing all black and eating nice swt bread thingy...I was introducing dem to sum really nice fluffy bread thingy....20 fer a dollar, I get it everytime I'm in Chinatown, (addicted...::guilty look) then suddenly, sum chinese dude with his girlfriend walks buy, ish so cliche almost, we're like staring at each other, he keeps walking but we kind nod our heads in acknowledgement. He was kinda hot now dat I tink ob it, all black, white shirt I think, his girlfriend was realli preety, cute couple. Yea your all nodding your heads and going, dis grl should be convicted and tossed into a padded room. Been there done that, got a shot glass. ::beams:: But that was very cool...prolli neva see him agen but thats aiight. Little surprises life tosses your way. Wierd huh? I'm getting too reflective....its annoying me....I want fluff...I want cheer....arrgghz, I want Tomoyo x Eriol fluff...I want Aoshi x Misao fluff.....arr-ar---ooooo. Ima bet every twenty thousand bux I end up putting sum strange incident like the one above in sum random fic...::Sweatdrops massively:: Ooo I'm going on a retreat...on Thursday or Friday.....den wen we come bak school starts...damnit....school sux...Ima start tossin up Vash pics in my locker...lolz. Crazed fangirl alert.... Saturday, August 25, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 01:39 a.m.. Ahahha, Tuesday was mahhh funnie. I was splurging like crazy and I'm relatively positive we're doing Drops of Jupiter by Train....I hate scatting the heyys. Must ask Sarah to play violin...beg Chris to get on the piano...ar-ar-ar. I'm relatively high...or was...I'm a, Liz is b, we dun need nemore psycho's IM-ing us, sorriez. lolz. b: im a: er?? b: crazee a: yeshums u r! a: LOVE AND PEACE! a: ohohohohoooo~ b: WAR AND HATe b: !!! b: WAR b: HJATE b: huh a: LOVE AND PEACE I'm (obssess)ed wit trigun i tink...Liz do u want da T-shirt....::points to obssessed...::Grin:: b: me im starin at ed's sn that currently is in paranthesis a: ..... b: and now there is a pretty star next to it b: wunderfllllll b: i tink ima write in mah blogger a: oookay a: ano.....daijobu ka, ne Elizabeth-san?? b: eeeeeeeeeeeer? a: um, are u okay liz? a: heheh a: u know i need to get u a shirt that sez ed on it a: (obssess)ed Ar-ar-ar- Damn I'm bored...Howard is mahhh ugli w/o his glasses...dun let Torrey catch me saying that...geez....she'll tease me unto forever bout Jeff a: o n u kno dis ish realli random but u know when sarah told us how jeff asked her if she saw him in flushing she's like no he's like GOOD and stuff? b: i saw him b: and his twin rbtoehr a: so did IIII b: elliot b: he sed hi to me b: x)) a: didn't c his fucking twin tho b: haha beat that! b: jeff is like b: HIIIIIII LIZ b: and im like b: um b: HI! a: yuh huh. okay. a: ish his twin kinda dorky looking? b: no b: his twin is taller den he is b: buffer b: skinnier b: hotter a: hmmm...nope, didn't see no one like dat anywhere near Jeff... lalallalalal, dun ask, we randomly talk bout kinda wierd details...hm...like for example.... a: o n btw i tink dis is funnie but they all filed into sum store b: bubble a: i passed by I swear it was a nail salon thing or sum boutique..... a: jes checking if he was either gay heh lolz b: LOLzzz a: but now dat i tink ob it...bubble ish REALLI close to mega.... a: ish not all da way by starbux....where they were so... a: ah ha! he's gay like Tooya b: HAHAHAHAHA b: jeff is prett hotttttt a: yah so y aren't u after him...o yah daz rite u tink ed hung da stars and da moon and da sun b: FUQ U! a: no thanks hun a:i ain't bi but iono bout ed n jeff... Intresting ne? No we dun stalk ppl or nuthin, we're jes bored....geeez. I wonder if ::koffTorreykoff:: will mind if I blog about her hilarious dream...it was interesting...::koffrevolvedaroundhowardgeezkoff:: Terrifying how such a nice girl can like such a wierdo horse...now that I think about it...she does think this cow-guy is hot also....hm...awkward. Ar...must stop ranting...gnite...interesting conversation above....^^;;; Wednesday, August 22, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 11:21 p.m.. Iono man, I'm feelin hella wierd. I'm like thinking all these shitty nonsense thoughts that shock me into thinking, maah, I'm actually a real human. Ish reallliii scarie thinkin dat I'm human n vunerable. ::shnuffles:: Like first of all I'm so fuggin sad ova an anime character. AN ANIME CHARACTER. Do you kno how effin messed up dat shyt is? But ya know they grow on you. ::shuffles feet:: I mean Wolfwood was mah cool. (yah I know what your thinking, wtf is up wit me, cuz first I'm talking wierd now I'm saying "hella" "mah" and stuff. I'm in some mood.) I mean a character that is a effin messed up priest who carries around a huge cross realli jes grows on you. And he dies. omg I was sad, I wanted to drop dead. And he died alone. geeez, reminds me how sick dis world is. He just talked to his best friend after he had a short fight. They didn't even talk it out. Wolfwood just told him where the enemy was then walked away blood trailing after him, and into a chapel,drippng all the way down the aisle kneeling with the huge ass cross leaning on it in front of a statue of christ. omg what an image. So sad, wit the blood pooling around him. His shadow looked like he the cross inside a stone...hella cool. But it was so sad cuz all he had was the cross and he was leaning on it and he died like that...all alone. Then this girl he likes, is like all alone waiting for him. Soooo sad. Damn I want Wolfwood as a brother...tho I dun want him dead I mean shit. What if everything was anime with those cool ass plots and scenarios...but there all hella sad...geez. Think bout Vash...I mean Wolfwood killed to save him and then they had a fight...geez so sad, they neva had a resolution then Wolfwood died...so saddd yo. I mean its Torture Vash the Poor Hero Day...Then he had to kill sum1 coupla eps. later...I mean he lost all his happiness...even donuts couldn't cheer him up! He was all alone...with bunches of donuts on a cheerful day...eating then he suddenly feels so alone and starts crying...god I'm so emotional sum times...if I didn't know da story has a good ending I would curl up and fuggin die. Now that I think about it, I want Vash for a brother too... But the thing is I'm really happi fer my friend cuz god dis guy makes her so happy. I'm like scrolling through blogs, I find hers ish so swwwt! I mean I really am not looking for one, I guess I keep on telling myself I don't WANT a guy but iono if dats true, damn da couples all around me. GRRRRR. (o geez, and I'm meeting a new one tmr...shyta) This whole blog is so effin messed up, I might as well put it. There's this hella cool CCS story that makes me wanna curl up and die and worship Eriol and Tomoyo...actualli there's two....Icebreakers by Meg and Turn by Tin God there both so good....but I worship from afar...^^;;;; When I'm a awesome like them I'm going to harass them like crazy, how the fuck do they write stories like that. Ima cry...though Icebreakers is actually funnie as hell in da beginning...iono I hab a blurb outta an assignment I realli liked...if I finish it up and polish it until it fucking blinds everyone who reads it...I'll post it. God I'm pathetic...times like this I know I'm human...who else would have these strange moods and emotions... I have been manacled to the wall, One arm on each wall, a hovering bat. The corner I stare at unceasingly has been knocked out and a window built. A beautiful pond created outside. Fields of flowers. The queen had ordered it, to punish me, to show me everything I had lost. The flowers…bending in the breeze, bowing reverently to the wind…if only I had that strength…that patience. But they were awkward there., so obviously stuck down, not growing up naturally and bowing but planted and forced to bow as I was. At least I had been given a choice….and I chose this, to be chained. Staring at a ocean of tears named “The Sea of Desires.” Every morning I awake to the sun glistening on its surface, like a pool of gold, the pond winks at me. I can feel the warmth of the pond, the water surrounding me, drowning me in its comfort. Its beauty matched only when the moon reflects its beautiful face on it. The silvery water of the pond hiding the darkness that lurks. It lures me to it, I long to touch the ice, to drown and be relieved of the burden I bear, to bathe within the water, to die and be cleansed of the blood that stains my dark hands, the blood that has sunk into my heart and dried black. Above the pond is a cloak of infinite darkness, not a darkness created by a lack of light, but darkness simply there. Only the souls that die, penetrate the darkness into the light. Allowing a tiny pinprick hole to let light in. To give hope to those who have lost their souls and gaze at the stars hoping to find them. The stars give me hope, if only I would die, my soul bathed in a pool of silver water and allowed to float to the sky and past the darkness to the light. But no, even that they deny me, they have chained me, so that I would never see the light, so that I would suffer, and melt into the darkness that has almost claimed me. Long ago I may have hated them for it. But now I simply remain wistful that I may never feel cleansed and relieved of this torturous burden that I bear upon my aching shoulders. The stars shine teasingly and the moon smiles down on me mocking my traitorous heart that longs to be free. Its almost clichéd how my heart aches for freedom but the price it pays is harsh…crystal jewels carved of my eyes…crimson wine spilt of my veins. What cursed blood it is. Blood taken by destiny and controlled…I am just a toy and I will die a slave to my heart that longs to be free. Monday, August 20, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 06:39 p.m.. ::gnaws:: I'm feeling much better after my online tryst at 4 in da morning....grrr. Right now I'm trying to decide on a song to sing for sum shitty ass talent show...GOD we're bored. So far its: Torn by Natalie Imbruglia Drops of Jupiter by Train Ghost of You and Me by BBmack Here With Me by Dido Radio by the Corrs Scarlet by Iwao Junko Narrrrr dis ish so hard...I want sumtin ob lifehouse...gr.r......suggestions anyone? Song on Repeat: Lifehouse, Breathing Saturday, August 18, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 04:21 a.m.. Fuck shyt...Too much caffiene in my body...baaaaaaaad Ming. I was drinking milk tea while watching Trigun wit my sister. And we tore through half of the series. Eyes. Blurry. Caffiene keeping me awake. SHYT. ::tears:: I wanna sleep damnit damnit damnit. The worse part is I'm supposed to wear these retainer shyts while I "sleep" and it hoits! URGGGGGGGGH. HOW COME NO ONE IS ONLINE?!!!! All ya'll ppl sleep to earli. Gar.....::gnaws:: Liiiiizzzzz? Where are you??? Two new anime to watch. Trigun and X/1999. Trigun is *hilarious* in da beginning and the guy's trenchcoat isn't half bad.....though it is red leather. Main guy ish called Vash the Stampede. He has a 60 billion dollar bounty on his head. heheh. He's got mahhhh cool sunglasses, Morpheus ain't got jack on him. Then ish my favorite character. Wolfwood, he's a pastor roaming around collecting money for orphanages and shit, he carries this huge ass cross thats wrapped in a white sheet with black rope holding the sheet on. Whenever he fights, he takes the rope and sheet off, Opens some compartment in the cross and has these row of guns he randomly grabs and shoots. Very amusing. Vash jes has this one reallllli nice gun. When Vash and Wolfwood work together ish hilariously funnie cuz they're both good at aiming and they kick ass in fighting but they act silly while doing so. Like afta dodging this whole round of bullets he'll turn to the bad guy and be like, "Scarrrrrrrry!" and then run like hell. okay so I'm ranting but you can't expect me to be fucking coherent in 4 in the fucking morning! Sun's going to rise soon..... ^^;;;;;;;; This is worse then the sleepova wit Torrey....at least we watched movies and slept for like...2 hrs...all I have is Ayashi no Ceres eps....grrrr....... boing boing boing. Thursday, August 16, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 12:01 a.m.. I dunno, is it healthy to be up till 11:30? I suppose since 4:00 was no problem for me....gark, going on vacation on Thursday....batteries for trip....gaaaaakkk! I can't believe my MD isn't fuggin werking. ::Tears:: Now I gotta use a CD player til I can get annuda MD. OF ALL THE LUCK. Geez....::shniffles pitifully:: Must pack...must do all hw...must play fuggin flute. My mudtha and my fudtha are insane. Mom: You will play the flute, you will not disobey me and your father and you will play the flute. Father: Play the flute. Or else.... Me: ::squeaks:: Not healthy I tell you......I am soooo dizzy, and my eyesight ish awlll wierd. I don't wanna wear these accursed glasses...::Tearrrs:: This ish terrible. I used to wear them alll the time until I realized, fuckimy jimniy, I dun need these. Then I left them at home since I had like 50 and 75 degrees. Now I realize I'm prolli worsening....::tearrrsssssssss:: Tis not good at all I say, tis horrible n baaad. I need to change frames...and lenses prolli...garf. ^^;;;; For those who have seen the wrecked fences of Queens botanical gardens....heres a thought. The broken branches interweaved in the fences are bones and the leaves decaying is skin...those flies buzzing over the flesh.....::shudder:: I've been on the death track too long... Tuesday, August 7, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 09:33 p.m.. On a lighter note if you ever want a couple of laughs just watch the dub version of CCS. I got severely bored today, read past blog entry so I watched 2 eps. AND LAUGHED MY FUCKIGN ASS OFF! OMG its so patheticly funny! I admit the voice actors do TRY so fucking hard to be emotional but I'm sorry I CAN"T TAKE THAT KIND OF IDIOCY! I think Spinel has the most mismatched voice....::shudddddder:: Don't get started on Eriol's name.....::chokes:: Eli Moon? "Hello, yes I am Eli the magician, wahahahahha." and his self intro to da class. "Hello I'm Eli Moon, pleased to meet you." ::cackles:: But still, with all the creepie voices and shit, they still managed the "Hello Sakura" in the right intonation. ::Beammmms:: However the scene while ELI sits on his red chair of unmatched evil and Spinnie lies on the couch and Ruby Moon enters and ELI says "Now return to your celestial forms!" I promptly choked on air. I don't cherish the feeling but if I ever see him saying that again.... Saturday, August 4, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 12:35 p.m.. You wouldn't believe the insanity I'm going though...Saturday morning and jack shyt to do! GRrR... Liz and Margaret have been calling me from Six Flags all day...crap I wish I went......GRRRR. I'm obssessing over my layout for my planned writing site, I'm close to giving up on the frames and jes making it pop out into a friggin new window...god I AM PISSED. Must read harry potter...yesterday, I found an awesome fanfic *siggghhh* I don't think I need or want to read the 5th, 6th and 7th books anymore, in case they mess up the plotline in the fanfic....grrr....must go read.....and foookity y aren't any of my fics going anywhere........gark! The good news is I'm going away soon...On August 9th, to an anime convention....yes I'm PATHETIC so smack me. Must...get...out..of...the...house....: Saturday, August 4, 2001 Tinsel last flew at 12:08 a.m.. Bwhahahaha. XPht. Kodooommmooo no Omaaacha! Sana raps very well don't you thingk? ^-^ Okay so I have no life, shoot me now. I'll try to blog tho...ehheh....^^;; Blah blah... Song on Repeat:Sick Cycle Carousel by Lifehouse Friday, August 3, 2001

Portrait of Lady Dark Real Name: Ming Tseng Handle: Tragic-Angel, Tinsel Winged, FlameAngel, HitokiriPrincess etc. Age: Old enuff. Location: N.Y.C. Place to Chill: Starbucks, Parks Hates: psycho bitches, math Loves: chillin', makin fun ob da maaaaad ghetto pplz yo. Books, Poofie Pants. Anime. Ian Nottingham. Owns: Digitablum Magae XP, a life, a preeeetie nice compy, a personal hell and heaven, the world. Wish List: sakabatou n awl of Enya's Cds. Pimp List(read: ppl I like/admire): Philip of Days of Our Lives cuz he's got cool ass hair, Ian from Witchblade cuz he's da black dragon, Keanu Reeves cuz he's hot in trenchcoats, Bruce Willis in Die Hard a.k.a. Monkey Man. Aoshi.Aya/Ran.Fuma.Kamui.Mikagami. Ming is a minister's daughter first of all, and she is THAT INNOCENT. So shit n foook on you. XPht.Her name ish Ming-Hui Tseng, it actualli means Wisdom and Intelligence n all dat good stuff and she thinks that is preeeettiiee DAMN funnie cuz her intelligence level can be counted on one hand. And thoughs who tell you otherwise have a stick up their ass. ^_- She LIVES in front of my computer with a book on one side and a pepsi on the other so she is not very social ::koff choke koff:: When she grows up, she feels a nunnery would best be suitable, for she despises most of the male race except for Ian and half of the bishonens...though she fears her evil cacklign will scare them...except for Eriol-kun. Currently she is snoring while she should concentrate on her pathetic fics she is afraid to post and she is hoping not to waste time and get her friggin content up before she jumps out the window.....*ksplatttt* Chains: Sunna Liz Mengyi Tin-sama Eunha-sama