Sunday, March 24, 2002 | 12:02 p.m.
SOMEBODY HOST ME!

My webpages are never that large, and I'd update often! Please!

Monday, March 18, 2002 | 09:08 p.m.
Undah-neeth yow clothes... :singsingsing:

I've been in such a good mood lately. All smiley and funnness and singing. Like a bad episode of the teletubies with blonde hair. >.<

See, it's things like this that make life worth living, ne? ^_^

You know what? You people all freaking suck. Here I am, trying to have fun, carry a smile on my face, and you guys are just farting around. Sing with me! Dance with me! Somebody! That's it, I'm making a new floppin' layout. Even if it doesn't feel like spring outside.

Adios!

Tuesday, March 12, 2002 | 09:35 p.m.
A kid in school died on Monday. His name was Jared. He was in my art class... once and awhile.. and never for long. He skipped out a lot. But oh well.. I kinda feel sorry that we've lost another person. We had to clean out his cubby in art today, which was sad on many planes. Anywho, I didn't really know him, so I can't say there was much mourning for me, personally.

I'm watching 'The Osbournes' on MTV. Freaking wonderful show. Watched a bit of 'Real World' as well. That's about all the MTV I ever watch. Friggin' Invader Zim or cartoons on Cartoon Network are way better than the shitty shows MTV fills those dinner time slots with.

Tomarrow is our English Department's 'Poetry Expo.' Looks to be really weird. I'll probably read my poem, just to get the extra credit.

My wonderful art teacher called me over today, he explained to me that since next year was my senior year he was going to move me to Art 7-8 (skipping 5-6)! Yay! Thank god for the considerate teachers.

Anywho, more Ozbournes. Lata.

Sunday, March 10, 2002 | 09:26 p.m.
I'm watching the documentary on CBS (or whatever)on the World Trade Center. It's utterly awesome. Terribly awesome. The first plane crying over the firemen's heads, crashing. The sounds. The horrible looks on people's faces. The buildings, crashing around the camera, the people falling.. the sounds they made. The chaos among the fire chiefs as they tried to make contact with their men.

I'm in utter shock, and I thought I had gotten to the point where I could be numb about this. I remember how the administrators were walking door to door telling teachers, how my teacher looked in disbelief as she told us. We walked down the hallway, the silent hallway, to another classroom to watch it all on the news. The tower fell about 8 minutes after we all had settled down. Kids were looking things up online. People were crying, talking, not caring.

I don't know what I'm talking about, probably. I just know that I got that 'scared shitless' feeling I get in my feet while watching most of this.

I've got to go watch and think some more. Later.

Sunday, March 10, 2002 | 07:01 p.m.
Last Name: Hansen
First Name: Jennifer, L
Grade: 11
Gender: F
Cumm. GPA (4 point scale): 3.825
Class Rank : 65 / 403
Credits Attempted : 40
Credits Completed : 40
Credits Needed to Graduate : 45
And that is why I am proud of myself. I kick ass, today.

Bite me, if you think I'm arrogant. I don't do this often.

She got her pita up and running again. And I'm trying to get this working, as well. Hopefully everything will work out.

Things have been fine, lately. I've been surfing blogs like mad, and have come across a few great sites. They follow:

That's all! As mentioned above, there may be a pair of boobs on a page or two. I didn't put them there, and I've got my own to stare at. It's the posts I like! The posts!

Later!

Friday, March 8, 2002 | 09:41 p.m.
JEEBUS!

It sounds like little elf-demons are throwing stones at my window, the hail is so crazy. Some lightning, as well.

Not much has been up, been surfing around the net and I'm really tired of it. I truly want a printer so I can work on my drawings, because it's so hard to do most things while looking at a monitor. Drawing and computing are too far apart in my heart to be done that way.

Why don't people seem to understand that I do not like parties? I do not like the chaos that insues. I'M A BORING LITTLE WOMAN, AND I'M MORE ANTI-SOCIAL THAN YOU COULD EVER COMPREHEND. So there. Suck on my toe, I like me and I've come to hate going to 'parties' and such.

I made some good kool-aid. Yum Yum.

What else? My car tire has a nail in it, so I have to wait for my dad to fix it. Gah!!!! Friggin' stupid arse car!

Anywho.. I dunno what's up for tonight. Or tomarrow. If the weather is still even slightly bad it'll be hard to leave the house, as I don't want to blow my damn tire.

Later!

Wednesday, March 6, 2002 | 10:19 p.m.
w00t!

Things are going great. I managed to turn in my application for the National Honor Society today. I honestly don't expect to be accepted, but I do happen to want the benefits of having that little bugger on my college resume.

Milla Jovovich is on The Daily Show. She's cool. Way more confident than I ever thought she'd be. ^_^ Angelina Jolie's in trouble, Milla wantsta fight! Gotta have balls to even play with the chick who married Billy-Bob. (Ick).

Phew, pretty exhausted, and I'm thinking of putting a new layout up here. It definately needs it, just for that almost-spring time.

I bought Jewel's 'A Night Without Armor' from Barnes 'n' Noble. Dan's mom lent me her discount card, which saved me $1.10! That's like.. 2 candy bars! Yay! Anywho, I love Jewel's poetry much more than I thought I would. It's strangely honest, you know? I recognize many of my own insecurities in her writings.

Anywho, gonna go try that layout thing. Later!

Friday, March 1, 2002 | 05:27 p.m.
Jeez, it's already 5:00?!

Anywho, I forgot to share one of the most creatively sweet things ever last night!

I was listening to the radio in my car, and turned it to the station that plays love songs by request from people who have stories about a loved one, ect. And the call went like this:
DJ : Now, you're calling to request a song for your boyfriend, tell me a little about why.
Chick : Well, he did the sweetest thing. My boyfriend stopped by before I got home from work, my roommate must have let him in or something. Anyways, there was a trail of Hershey's kisses and they led to my shower, which was full of flower petals.
DJ : You're boyfriend sure does things in an interesting way. |DJ's should let people talk and try not to fail at being witty so much.|
Chick : Yea.. uh.. On the shower door there was this note, and it read, "Now that I've kissed the ground you walked on and showered you with flowers, will you go to prom with me?"

How uttery awesome is that? Creative juices, good boys have 'em.

Anywho, looking at sites for Sugar Gliders, because I really really really really want one. They're so damn cute and loveable. I'm sure my cat's lonely enough to be friendly with it.

Anywho. Gonna go clean some more and think about those big eyes and that fluffy tail. Adios.

Friday, March 1, 2002 | 12:03 a.m.
Haven't written here in awhile.. oopsie!

I've been working on a new design thing here. I've been lovin' on the wallpaper scene, been thinking of trying that out myself.

Borrowed Ed's DVD set of Evangelion episodes. Watched all 4 (or 5, I forget) of them between 11am - 7pm. Totally excellent series, and Asuka remains my favorite character, as much of a twit / bitch as she can be. Plus she's got the german thing going on. Never heard the german word for 'shit' so many times in mah life. ^.^

Gotta go through and start scanning, soon. Plan on uploading most of them to Elfwood, while it's up.

I'm reading again, which makes me very happy. I know I'm very stressed and scattered when I could no longer read, and up until around the beginings of this week I hadn't read a book in awhile. :Sigh: and it's such a good book, too. Melanie Rawn is so awesome.

Check out the new links on the side over there, as they are sites I tend to check out often enough.

Some crack-lady in journalism @ school interviewed me about my website, but after I explained to her that I didn't want the URL printed in the paper, she said that it would damper her article without it. Sorry, but I can't afford school getting all involved in my bixnaz. Right? Right.

Well, it's getting early, or late, or something, and I'm dead on my feet. The only reason I'm up is because my dad was having 'bonding time' or something with me and didn't leave my room until a few minutes ago.

Am I the only one who thinks this new Resident Evil movie is really quite stupid? I'll probably be thinking differently once it gets around a little more, and shiz like that. That's how it is, I serpose.

Anywho, g'night, everyone!

Monday, February 18, 2002 | 10:07 a.m.
Hi-oh!

Lessee.. V.Day was okay.. and my brother's birthday party was yesterday.. which went.. okay. Yea. All things considered, the world has been pretty okay.

Yesterday I saw my mother, my aunt, and my grandmother. I swear they knew I was coming to pick up the kids and invited them over. While I've been meaning to see my grandmother (I haven't seen her since I moved over to my Dad's) I uh.. haven't. So she cried and was happy to see me. And my aunt was happy, and I think my mom was pissed for some reason. Or maybe it always looks like she's pissed now-a-days. ::Shrug:: After that spamtastic meeting, all I'd really like to do is fall asleep for the next month.

My other Gramma got me some sweaters and some Jelly Belly's. She keeps telling me to 'savor them.' Yea, right. Jelly Belly's were made to be eaten!!

I'm serposed to go to Dan's today and do a little laundry. A lotta laundry, acutally.

Oh yea! My sister was such a .. mean person.. yesterday! All she cares about is getting on my damn computer and screwing things up. For the longest time she would turn off the 'Number Lock' on the keyboard, just because she didn't know what it did. Now that I've downloaded The Sims, she was messing around in other people's games (something she does to every damn game) and all this other crap. She makes me mad. -.- Than when Dan wanted to use the computer a little yesterday she told him that she'd 'been waiting for two days to get on' which is true, because I'd rather have James, my brother be on, because he does more productive things. She surfs those cyber-game sites like on Zoog Disney and everything. It's because she's mentally like 5. And that's because she's Mommy's little angel. Ugh. She tried to get Dan in trouble yesterday, which means she's on my shit list for a long time. YA HEAR THAT, WENCH!?

Anywho, I dropped my Honors English class. Now I'm in Dan's academic one. The teacher in that class isn't going to let me get away with shit, from the looks of it. You should have heard her talk to the class, though. She was practically giving them answers and stuff. ^.^ Yea, that sounds stupid, but.. meh.

Bai!