Illustrious.pictures: 05/01/2002

Yo.

I honestly don't know what's wrong with me. I just decided to finish writing Prophecy of Morpheus. Yep, I've lost it. Never fear, however. I'll be looking forward to it because I have some interesting, unforseen plot twists in it. I get the impression that it might become confusing after a while.

And poetry! Gosh, that has been a lot of fun lately. I never realized how much I would like it, but I am so happy that I started with it.

I feel like being boring day. GAH!

*sigh*

I'm in a writing slump, which really sucks. I've been feeling really pressured by myself lately to finish Full of Grace and unfortunately, I haven't had any...well, muses or ideas come my way.

In brighter news, I finally have my website in check. Now I just need to figure out how to do tables a bit better.

:op

Alright. I've been home for three days. Will the insanity end? No. I'm afraid not <---Don't mind that -- that is just my head going INSANE. Why am I always sick? I feel like crap. My stomach hurts. My throat hurts. I can't hear out of my right ear.

Don't fret, everything's not lost...or at least I hope not.

In more pressing matters, I've completed stage two of the english project from hell -- actually finishing it. Now, stage three has got to commence soon, and I mean really, really soon because I my sister is going to be doing her project on Saturday...*hangs head* *just realizes she won't be able to go to Karen's beach party* *mopes* Partially because I've been sick and partially because of this stupid, flippin Eng. and Math Project. Urghhh.

*groans* *collapses* I'm dead tired...

ARGH!

I'm sick again. The world is sucking majorly right now.

Now I just have to get the archives figured out...

Anyway, my day has gone to hell. I've spent five hours of my day coding HTML, CSS, FTP and Dreamweaver...blah. And what's worse is my sister has prom tonight -- wait, why I am I saying that's worse? Maybe, just maybe, I can coerse my mom into taking me to see Attack of the Clones and Spiderman.

Yes. Prom. Sucks. I am going to dedicate my life to being a spinster, thank you. The male race as I know it in the little world of Burlingame are egocentrics with nothing better to do than party and drink. Not my style, thank you very much. I'd prefer a guy that at least likes HP, has a good sense of humor and is tall. That's all. Is it too much to ask?

*Cringes* just realized I was going on again about not going to prom. Frankly I don't care -- I hate getting dressed up, wearing makeup [other than, of course, the black eye-makeup special] and getting my hair shellacked to my forehead [although, I wouldn't mind getting a haircut...]

Off onto a different tangent -- coffee wasn't made strong enough for discussion on prom...

I've been cutting sixth period for the past week *hangs head* I know, I know...it's completely wrong of me to do so, however there hasn't been a class! Dowd took the PAL competitors to SSF to compete for Badminton [I got gyped out of that one -- I had the best record of all the girls and boys singles players and he says I can't go.] And so, we had no class. So...I cut.

Friday Philipopulus tells us that we should have been signing in and doing conditioning with DeRosa for the whole week. 'WHAT?!' I screamed in the lobby -- not one football player didn't turn around. 'WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'SIGNING IN'?' So, needless to say, I am scared of the coming Monday. Please, pray for me.

The Evil Shelacker

Tis Worked! Tis Worked! hahahahah! Working out the kinks right now...

Boldy going where no Flower has gone before

Kryssy

Yah Yah.

I'm in a good mood.

Yah Yah.

I like singing to myself.

Yah Yah.

I'm home alone. However, the day isn't all good. I can't get flippin MSWord to work, let alone Front Page, so now I am pissed off a little bit. But es all good. I'm not too worried. I've got my Mountain Dew and Milano cookies and a basketball game at six o'clock which I can't wait for...all is well. Need I mention I've got Shakira blasting over my stereo.

Kryssy, for once not bitchy or cynical...there isn't another person around for sarcasm...

How Depressing. My Blog looks like crap.

Oh, and did I mention that there is now an on-going war between HTML and myself?

Let the games begin. Kryssy.

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