So for a couple of weeks I haven't been able to be on the computer as much because my laptop's charger wasn't working and I had to sneak on the other computer. Well, Mom has a student whose Dad is a tech wizard, and he fixed the charger for me, so I'm back!!

I love having my laptop back. For one thing, I get volume on it. For another thing, I don't have to worry about it bluescreening or any of the other problems we have on the other computer, for another thing, I don't have to sneak to go on it.

I'm just posting this here since my deviantart journal's still being used for other stuff, but another reason I'm glad to get my laptop back is that THEY MADE A CHARLIE THE UNICORN 2!!!!!! You heard me! For those random nuts out there who enjoy magical leopluridons and shunning the nonbeliever there's another video!

...and I'm bored again.

I normally would post this in my deviantart journal, but I'm posting a contest there and I have to post stuff somewhere.

Monday and Tuesday of last week came and went. I gathered my homework for the anticipated orchestra trip to New York and spent my last night in Iowa sneaking on my laptop since Mom wouldn't let me bring it. I probably stayed up later then I should've, but whatever.

Wednesday morning, well, it was hardly morning, since it was 2:30 in the morning, I wake up, grab all my already packed stuff, and Mom and I head to the airport. Mom's complaining about how she didn't grab her coffee and I'm unconscious. The airport security opens up a 3:30, and since it's a smalltown airport the lines are nonexistent since we're the only people there. However, being my first time flying since I was ten, I wasn't aware of all the new security rules. I knew you needed a photo ID, (trust me, I'm 16 and due to many reasons haven't gotten a driving permit yet, so we had to get some state issued ID from the driving place...) but I didn't know you needed to take off your jacket and shoes. I'd put my liquids in the baggie already, and after stripping my sweatshirt and outside jacket I go through. I have to say bye to Mom there since you can't go past the check point without a ticket...

After sleeping some more, we got on the plane. Small airport, remember? The plane was tiny with 2 seats as opposed to the usual 3, and I got the aisle. (Did that the whole trip...) The flight attendants go through the emergency procedures, we get either a small cup of water of fruit juice. They don't even give out peanuts anymore. T_T Slept some more, and we arrive at the Minneapolis airport.

I've been to Minneapolis before for shopping at the Mall of America, but wow, what an airport. It has those walking escalator things and a tram, for cripes sake! They have stores for everything, so much so that you wouldn't even need to pack your suitcase since you could just buy everything there. I had a muffin and some caffeine, naturally, waited for the next flight, and then we flew.

This plane wasn't a small crappy one like the other one, it had three seats. I got the aisle again, a teenage girl got the window, and a freshman violist got the middle. (Giggles.) I read some Jane Eyre, and then I got to talking to the teenage girl. She was from another orchestra and going to the convention too, so we had fun.

Bad weather or something caused chaos at the airport, so before landing they made us go around and around New York several times, hitting turbulence along the way. I'm not the type to get nauseous, but god...we finally landed only to be told by the pilot that none of the planes could get to the actual airport due to traffic or something...and we can't go to the bathroom either since the plane couldn't move unless we were seated. 0_T Annoying.

So, way later we get in the airport and then get on our tour bus. Naturally, it's New York City, there's a lot a traffic, so we get to see lots of NYC. I took really random pictures and then we arrive at our hotel, the Hilton. Yes, it was started by the ancestors of Paris Hilton, but luckily it was mere blocks away from all the important stuff in NYC.

It's supposedly a five-star hotel. I guess those stars are based on the price of stuff and the fact that they sell furs and diamonds there...anyways, not five star in my opinion. 49 cents a minute to use the computers in the lobby, $12 a night for internet in the hotel rooms, $30 to use a microwave, mini-bar, don't know, didn't wanna find out, no good channels from what I'm told, and small rooms for big prices.

...anywho, done ranting about the hotel...I go with a group to a place called Cafe Metro for lunch, good stuff for reasonable New York prices, had a brief meeting with the group where we were told what to do at Carnegie, and then we were free to roam.

I joined the freshman violist, her friend and her mom's group and we took a taxi. I was wondering why they were so eager to go to a Chinese restaraunt they'd seen on the TV. It wasn't open yet, so we wandered around. We happened across a small salon that advertised something called eyebrow threading. We go in, and I decide to go for it since it's New York and it won't happen again. Basically, they use threads and pull them across your forehead in a matter similiar to plucking. It hurts, especially since I've only had my eyebrows plucked once, but they looked good. The restaraunt was then open, and I discovered...it wasn't a Chinese restaraunt.

TRANSVESTITE BAR!!! (Waves arms.) We go in and we see a couple of guys dressed like women, and they're gorgeous. We get some pictures, but in order to do so the other girls had to suck up to them. Basically, the conversation was like so:

Corrina: (The freshman violist.) Can I take your picture?

Brunette: Why?

Corrina: Because you're pretty!

Brunette: Oh, well okay!

Unfortunately, we couldn't get a reservation, so we had pizza at a nearby dominos. We all wanted to see Time Square at night, so I went to a store to buy another disposable camera for $15 since I didn't bring the other one with me, and we go on the subway. No, it didn't smell like piss, it actually smelled more like a combination of gasoline and paint. It wasn't kind of rickety and luckily we got directions from a local person.

Time Square at night. Wow. Chaotic. Bright. Used all 27 pictures on the camera. Looked at a few stores, (not all of them, but that's impossible,) and then we headed back to the hotel.

I spent a lot of time with my other roommates and some other girls just chatting like the typical girls we are. We went to bed, and were waken up far too early with a 6:30 wake-up call.

Friday morning comes and the entire orchestra group gets on the buses and gets a commentary tour until we get out on a cold dock and wait in the cold wind in a huge line to get a ferry to see the Statue of Liberty. After going through security and warming up we get on the Ferry. I take the rest of the pictures from my original disposable camera and bought some overpriced Statue of Liberty shaped gummy yummies. XD You heard me. Gummy bears, but instead of bears they're the Statue of Liberty. I wish I kept the wrapper....we didn't get off to see the Statue of Liberty though. Why? It's closed due to security threats and terrorists. -_-; We didn't want to see the museum in the base. So now I say, "I would've gone into the Statue of Liberty, but I eated it."

We did get off at Ellis Island though. Since Sarah and her mom had bought me a wallet for the trip with $50 dollars inside of it, I'd gotten Sarah a little Statue of Liberty bear and bought a little doll ornament that looked a bit like Sarah for her mom. I also bot a little Matreshka (nesting doll) for Mom since I know she likes them. I looked around a bit and then it was time to go. After returning, we discover the street vendors. About a dozen different guys all selling handbags and Rolex watches. (More like faux-exes.) Seriously. Don't trust them. They're all walking around saying, "Handbag? Handbag?" and "Rolex? Rolex?" in annoying voices...lovely.

We then went to Ground Zero and a store called Century 21 to shop. Apparently it's a store that sells brand name stuff for cheaper prices. Right up my alley. Since I have vision for blue/green things only, I found this cute little teal jacket. It was shiny, it was short, and it had a tie in, it was some brand called "Odds and Evens," and it was only $25. This is New York. That's apparently a brand name. I wasn't going to find something like it again, so I talked myself into it and got it. Everyone's thought it was adorable: Best buy ever!

After waiting for some kids that got lost I then have a bit of spare time, and I want to see Central Park, so I go with two chaperones, buy another camera for $10 dollars this time, and we go. Wow. It was refreshing to see trees and quiet. Naturally, I took pictures, so much so that I used that camera too. The zoo was closed, but I saw some stuff, and we then go to the Plaza just so we can see it. It's so clean! ...yeah, I can't think of anything else...

We head back to the hotel and get dressed to see Wicked on Broadway. I'm wearing the jacket with a black sparkly skirt from Rampage and we head over. (The theatre's only a few blocks away since the hotel's downtown.) Katharine had mentioned she really wanted a Wicked souvenior, and to my luck they have a booth right in the entrance. I see a pink t-shirt with darker pink long sleeves that says "Popular" with a little wand next to it, (it's one of the songs in the musical, if you didn't know,) and I found her souvenoir. 35. F***ing. Dollars. But worth it. It was so her, I knew she would love it, (she did,) so it was worth it.

The show. Wow. What a show. The set, for one thing. It was so detailed. It had a flipping moving dragon! And the actors! The person who played Elphaba was amazing! What a voice! She hit high notes! She hit low notes! I loved her little moments of sarcasm and Glinda's constant word misuse! And I was able to predict that the cub was going to become the Cowardly Lion and Boq was going to become the Tin Man and Fiyero was going to become the Scarecrow. Naturally I was thinking of who could cosplay...I did a funny little doodle as a result.

Intermission, however, brings a fun story. I decide to go to the bathroom knowing full and well there'll be a huge line. An announcment comes on telling us to get in our seats and I'm five people away. Now I'd been talking with the person next to me and saying how it's not fair that the guy's line is nonexistent and how we should just go in there. So I do. I march right into the boy's bathroom and go. XD ...mind you, I've been told that was extremely stupid, especially since the line wasn't there but there were guys in there...but still, it's the principle of the matter. It was strangely exhilerating! Defy Gravity: Use the Men's Room. ...wow...

Saturday isn't as exciting at first. We have an orchestra rehearsal in a tiny room that we spend half the time tuning and I was fighting sleep. I then go with my roommate and her parents and we see the Rockefeller ice skating rink and some other stuff. We then get dressed to go to...Carnegie Hall.

Five harps to move, tons of cellos and bases, lots of preperation, and I feel like it was a bit of a rip-off from my expectations...but it was the biggest stage, (almost nobody was there, but still,) and we played. We played really well. The judges said we were one of the most mature sounding orchestras there! Hell yeah!

That night I went with a group that was planning to go to the Top of the Rockefeller center. We saw St. Patrick's church since we had some time and one of the girl's was Irish Catholic and then we ate at T.G.I. Friday's. Technically it's a chain, but they're not in Iowa anymore and we felt like it. I have a pasta that's spicy, (normally don't like spicy food, but it was good in this case,) and since it's TGI Friday's they have balloons, and I tied a pair of them around my wrist. XP What a fashion statement. It's what everyone's wearing in Paris!

We then go the Top of the Rockefeller center, and I get the idea to try and save money on my ticket by buying a kid's ticket. The adult price is 17 bucks and the kid's is 12, so you see why. However, the cut-off for kids was 12 years old. Well, I'm short, I speak in a high pitched naturally, I dress in what could be perceived as young clothes, and I had balloons tied around my wrist. It worked! I'm twelve! XD The only time I'm happy to be perceived as younger then I actually am.

Unfortunately I had to get rid of the balloons before going to top since it could've gotten stuck on something, but have you ever seen New York skyline at night? Amazing! I couldn't take any pictures...but still, wow.

The wake-up call for those of us on the plane was 4, and we arrived at the airport at five. After going through check-in and security and all that fun stuff, we get on the plane. Slept on that one, ate at Minneapolis, read on the crappy tiny plane, and then returned home. Mom and Katharine loved their gifts, and after doing homework I caught up on my computer stuff like the addict I am.

Monday I'm exhausted and I have make-up homework, but do I get a chance to relax? Nope. Mock trial went to Des Moines on Tuesday and Wednesday. So we left half way through Tuesday and had our first round that evening. I snuck my computer with me hoping to use the internet, but unfortunately, the internet isn't free...anyways, we were prosecution, which is always harder in mock trial for complicated reasons I won't get into. We kick butt, we eat at Spaghetti Works, and we go to bed.

The next day we're prosecution again, and we kick butt again. After lunch in the hotel room we have our third round. We're finally defense, which I actually do something on, (I'm a witness,) but we learn from a debater that it's one of the hardest mock trial groups in the state. We're feeling confident and we felt like we did well. The person who crosses me askes me some insane questions that aren't relevant, (I point out that one of their witnesses testified to a phrase that they stole from my affadavit, and that I didn't see what my opinion of Lewis's personality had to do with whether or not the supposed Lewis journal pages were authentic or not, and I didn't see how it was relevant,) and apparently...

We get a judge that gives us horrible ratings. So we don't advance, no big, but I get a five. Out of ten. T_T She apparently didn't like me because I naturally speak in a high-pitched voice. Evil.

Thursday and Friday go by quickly, and now I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do since I lost my colored pencils. Meh...

I figured I should update my blog...so here. Survey.

1.) Name: Alexandra, and I'm not telling you my last name since this is the internet. My middle name is Danielle though.

2.) Country you were born in: USA...typical...

3.) Birthday: Janurary 21st.

4.) Part of lyric that was last in your mind: Y-M-C-A, c'est amusee a la Y-M-C-A! (French version of YMCA. Don't ask.)

5.) Where am I right now: Living room couch.

6.) Highlight of this week: Going back to school after all the stupid snowdays. X_X

8.) what am I scared of: The birds that get in our house and fly around. 0_o

9.) Last movie I watched: ...can't remember...I think it was Meet the Fockers or something...

10.) last thing I downloaded in my computer: Some pictures I emailed to myself that I scanned on one computer and edited on my laptop.

11.) How many houses I've lived in? Three.

12.) last friend I talked to online: 2wingo.

13.) Has anyone said you looked like a celebrity? Not really.

14.) Do you speak any other language: Je parle le francais un petit peu...

15.) Job? Currently helping with little kids dance classes. I get paid in "Dancer Bucks" though. Oh, and student.

16.) Plan to go to college: Yes, possible Northwestern in Chicago...now to figure out what I'm doing with the rest of my life...

17.) for or against same sex marriage: Sure. It's still love, isn't it? (And FYI, I'm open to anything except incest. That's gross.)

18.) Should gays be allowed to adopt? Considering I have two gay OCs adopting kids I'll let you figure out that. ...yes...

19.) What's your view on the war in Iraq? Why were we there again?

20.) If I could live in another place, where would it be and why? Possibly France parce qu'est tres bon, (because it's very nice,) but if not France then someplace warm. WITHOUT FIFTY SNOWDAYS A YEAR!!!

21.) What animals best represents me? I'm always bad at these questions...something unique and fun...probably endangered...

22.) If I could meet anyone, who would it be? Yo mama. (I have no idea. ^^

23.) If I could go back in time, where would I go? French Revolution. Seriously! You get to stick people's heads on pikes!

24.) One superpower I would have and why? Telekinesis or telepathy. Can't decide.

25.) My life's theme song: "I'm Strange and I Like It," from the Buzz on Maggie.

26.) If I could be president for a day: Outlaw the No Child Left Behind Act!

27.) My most heartbreaking memory: My story "With Love, Valerie," should answer this one.

28.) Greatest accomplishment: Surviving middle school, honestly.

Are You...

29.) hugger or handshaker? Hugger.

30.) morning or nighttime person: I'm up till four in the morning on the weekends. What do you think?

31.) perfectionist? I'm OCD. So yeah, pretty much.

32.) religious belief: ...currently none...maybe something in the future...

33.) lefty or righty: Righty.

34.) Number: 37.

35.) Color: Turquoise or Aqua.

36.) Season: Summer.

37.) Holiday: Christmas.

38.) TV Program: Danny Phantom, naturally.

39.) Movie: Something Pixar.

40.) Band: No idea.

41.) Songs: Too many to list.

42.) Actor: Can't decide.

43.) Restaurants: Olive Garden, Mexican and Chinese food.

44.) Food: Pizza.

45.) pizza topping: Sausage

46.) ice cream flavor: Cookies and cream.

47.) Board games: Monopoly.

48.) helped a stranger in need: Not that I remember.

49.) lied to your dearest friend? Probably.

50.) cheated on a test? 6th grade. Couldn't remember the conversions for U.S. systems of measurement to European systems of goverment. Wrote them on my hand. Teacher got me. I regretted it instantly and she let me off with no points for that part of the math test.

51.) Turned to someone when they did something wrong? ...what...?

52.) Stolen something before? Nope.

53.) drank alcohol? A sip or two from Mom on special occasions, but like Mom says, "Lips that touch wine will never touch mine."

54.) smoke? Nope.

55.) ran away from home? A few times, but it's always me dissapearing for a few hours so I can walk it off.

56.) been picked up by the police? No, unless you count the time Mom and I got in the car accident and the police drove us to Perkins.

57.) what annoys you most in a person? Stupidity.

58.) bedtime? 9 on Mondays and Wednesday, 10 on the other school days, undefined on weekends.

59.) three things I can't live without: Family, friends, laptop.

60.) would you take a bullet for someone you love? Yes.

61.) how do I want to die: With my mind fully intact. I've seen Alzheimers...not fun...

62.) God: Could be anyone or anything.

63.) Miracles: Happen.

64.) love at first sight: I believe in lust at first sight.

65.) Ghosts: Yes.

66.) Aliens: I'm still waiting for the mothership to take me home.

67.) Heaven: Is there if you want it.

68.) Hell: Is a place called Mar-Linn Community School District.

69.) Angels: Yes.

70.) kissing on the first date: Sure.

71.) Horoscope: Not really.

72.) Fate: I'm still debating on whether it's up to us alone or if it's an actual force.

Okay, I know the game is old, but I got it this Christmas because it was on sale this Christmas as opposed to last Christmas. So...I have the gameboy advance version, and I'm at the level where Spongebob gets his digging upgrade. The only problem is, I have absolutely no idea what to do. I'm stuck. I think I'm supposed to go back the way I came, but there's this big gap I can't get past...and I'm stuck...and I'm fustrated because other than that I think the game's supposed to be easy. Anybody have that version of the game and remember how to get past that level?

All right, just like I predicted, I posted my problem and you all delivered with words of encouragement, advice, and help. ^_^ Thanks everybody. (Hugs.)

Now for an update: The assistant principal talked to her on Thursday from what I can tell, so I was worried that she was going to bother me in the clas (Add an S to that word because tv.com is stupid and won't let me type it. -_-) since it's the last period of the day. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Today she was gone for some reason (Suspension? Unlikely, but possible,) so I think I won't have to worry about her anymore. And if she does start bothering me again, I have ways to deal with her thanks to you guys.

(I've posted this in my deviantart journal too.)

Okay, I should probably talk to someone face-to-face about this, but I trust you guys, so here it goes.

I've mentioned how I hate world history before, right? It's not the teacher, he rocks, it's not thesubject,that's easy, it's my peers. There's one in particular that I'm having problems with.

Her name is Ashley, and we started off fine in the courseI think...anyways, things started changing, and it's now gotten to the point where it seems like she goes out of her way to annoy me. She talks about me to her friends loudly enough so that I can hear it, she throws erasers and stuff like that at my head, and she purposefully trips me whenever I walk by.

I'll admit, I'm not entirely the victim. I snap back sometimes, but mind you, I don't curse her out. The majority of the time it's just some sarcastic reply. And I've tried throwing the stuff back at her, but I always miss...I've tried ignoring it, but that's not exactly something I'm good at.

There was one time I was walking down the hallway when she threw a water bottle at my head. (I know she did it because she said this to her friend.) Two days ago she learned that since she was sitting two desks behind me if she moved the desk it'd transfer to mine. I pointed this out and asked her to stop, and she did it one time so much so that her friend noticed.

Yesterday was the coup de grace. We were lining up to leave since it's the lastperiod of the day and she was purposefully bumping into my backpack, (extremely poofy due to having my winter jacket in there,) and the bells rings and we walk into the hallways. Suddenly I get smacked on the right side of my head with a half-full Mountain Dew Code Red bottle. She was drinking this earlier, and she was about 1 foot away from me max, so it stung for awhile. I grabbed the bottle and was going to retaliate by throwing it back at her or something, (I was majorly pissed,) but then I remembered how the world history teacher had just said earlier I needed to try and ignore it, plus I'd get in trouble and fail anyways, so I took the bottle, walked the two feet back into the room, and yelled at the teacher, "Ashley just threw this at me!!" Yeah, I was ticked.

After some discussion with said teacher, I filled out a harrassment form. Today in world history we had a conversation that went something like this,

Her: So how'd that bottle feel?

Me: I don't know. How do you think a harrassment report will feel?

Her: I don't know what you're talking about, b****. (She always denies my accusations.) Besides, I get a detention? So what? F***ing snitch.

This worries me. She's threatened to kill me and beat me up after school before since she knows the way I walk home, and really, what will a harrassment report do? I turned it into the assistant principal and because I was honest and admitted I did some harrassment too I'm worried I myself might get in trouble. He said he'd talk to her. So what? She gets a talking to and gets madder. I don't regret turning the report in, I'm just wondering what good it will do. If she does anything I could file another one, but then what? I keep filing them until she gets expelled?

From what I can tell, these are my options:

1. Ignore it. (I'm trying so hard...)

2. Screw the consequences and get her. (I don't think I can...I'm a goodie goodie...)

3. Carefully plot revenge in such a way that she knows I did it, but there's no proof so I won't get in trouble. (I've already thought about this some: I put some chili powder or something along those lines in one of the bags I have for my rubber bands, put a little on my hand and then somehow get it in her eyes...)

4. Hope for the best. (But I'm a worry wart!)

5. Keep filing harassment reports. (Eh...)

6. Transfer. (I like the teacher, and I don't want to run away because of her.)

7. Something else?

Just to prove how serious I am I'm not putting anything about happy-doodah Danny Phantom. (Sighs.)

Why is it that I only update these journals when I'm sneaking on the computer past midnight? I update these things when I'm bored, so why am I still up if I'm bored? It's not likeI have anything to do. Well, scratch that, I could be doing something constructive like working on the next chapter of Random DP stuff. But no...I'm playing free cell for millionth time and typing this. Gah...

Okay, I'm done whining. I'm mostly just posting this so my profile won't be ancient. So...TV.com is getting a little better. The threads are somewhat organized now, but sadly I'm pretty much staying on deviantart, so it's a little too late for me. Mind you, I still watch for updates on the edited picture thread just becuase, but other than that it's TV.com all the way.

So uh...I'm going to redo my siggy now...hopefully I have something that'll fit their stupid size limits...other than that Nick says hi.

Nick: No I don't.

Poop.

I have thought about it and decided to check in every once in awhile, so pretty much what I do anyways. I like the edited picture thread so I'll be checking that one, and I actually might check my blog. (LE GASP!!!)

Oh, and the bang part? My new siggy. (Laughs evily.) Hopefully that'll do something!

Anybody think I should send Mr. DuelMark a PM asking him to please get his butt over to the DP forums and edit something? (Again.)

And by that I mean this website. I mainly joined for the DP forums and ever since the starters of the DP forums left it's all been downhill from there. The topics are all the same and n00b filled, and I'm getting sick of it.

The majority of my friends are moving to another website, and I will be joining them. If you don't know what the website is and you want to join us feel free to. Until then, here's my final blog entry in the blog I never really used. Later.

Hermie

So one day when I didn't want to go to bed late at night I switched to cartoon network thinking maybe I could see Family Guy. Instead, this anime show comes on and I think, "Anime show, I've been wanting to watch one." So I do, it's awesome, and than I realize it's Inuyasha. "Heard about it, sounds good...I don't want to go to bed, so why not?" Watched that episode, (the one where Kikyo's gathering the girl's souls,) watched "Kikyo's Kiss and Kagome's Voice," and despite my lack of understanding on some parts, I liked it.

So I watched it again. It's the episode where we meet Sango. She ****ing kicks serious a**!!! Yup, four episodes, and I was already an addict.

So now I'm at about...eight or ten...and it'll be on again tonight...this has got to be the fasting obsession I've ever had...

Would you believe it? I finally get out of school and the computer dies. X_X It showed a blue screen everytime we started it, so we had the harddrive scrubbed, and now everything is gone. So, we got internet back up, but I have no idea how to reinstall my printer/scanner, I have no idea where the scanner wizard is, and I don't know where MS paint went. I need these things to do my art...the printer is my scanner, the scanner wizard saves it to the computer, and MS paint is what I use to erase smudges and stuff! ...

Although I'm doing some good writing...

And tv.com deleted my siggy. Again. And this time, instead of simply deleting it, I got points taken away. WTF are points and how did I lose them for a too large siggy?!

...I give up...no more siggy for me...

And tv.com deleted my siggy again. Joy. -_- Yeah...I'm sneaking on, and Mom caught me the last time, so she added another week to my sentence. God. I'm a computer addict, Mom. Deal with it.

Uh...this is why I need a laptop...

Any reason I'm at 2%? I just find it weird...I was at 100% awhile...it was funny...

Uh...randomness...it's 1:30 in the morning, and I think I'm going to write a fanfiction now. Toodles.

That was sarcasm, children. The people in my science class aren't smart. They won't shut up, they're annoying, and there's one girl in my class that insults me all the time that hates the world. Science clas was fun. When my friend was in it with me. But we're in a computer lab, and they're eating and drinking, (not allowed,) and they're doing other stuff. Yes, I'm a hypocrite, but I already got my work done.

It's annoying trying to get your work done when they won't shut up. I dare you to try and listen to your morning announcments with a bunch of people talking. But I signed up for pre AP bio next year, and that's a harder science class, so hopefully I'll leave the talkers behind. Whatever...

Eh...today's my birthday, I'm bored, I got an Ipod shuffle that I have no idea how to use...bored, bored, bored. Who invented boredom anyways?

Why am I levelig up so quickly? Yesterday I was at level seven with 77% and now I'm at level seven with 89%. I submitted two things recently, but I don't think that'd cause me to level up so quickly. I mean, I stayed at level six forever.

In other news, my fanfictions are doing great. I'm almost done with "Ghostly Waters," and "Random DP Stuff I come up with in my Crazy Mind," is really popular. I'll give you a blow-by-blow, just for the heck of it.

Chapter 1: Urban Jungle What If's. Enough said.
Chapter 2: Clockwork's Boredom. A one-shot involving cross-dressing and peanut butter that shows that true geniuses are insane.
Chapter 3: Tucker Hook-up: Tucker tries to get Danny and Sam together in the craziest ways possible. (Slight cussing and pervertedness.)
Chapter 4: Time for Fruitloops: Vlad, the fruitloop, ordered Skulker to kidnap Sam so he could do evil stuff to Danny, but Skulker accidently kidnaps my OC Ms. Monroe, Danny's insane math teacher.
Chapter 5: Butterflies, Unicorns, and More: The Danny Phantom version of such classics like Charlie the Unicorn and Potter Puppet Pals. And a Geico commercial spoof for your entertainment.
Chapter 6: Part  2: The insanity begins. (Sequel to chapter 4.) Vlad told Skulker to kidnap Sam again, but he ends up kidnapping me instead. What kind of torture will I give to the fruitloop?
Chapter 7: Happy Thanksgiving. A Thanksgiving one-shot involving fudge and ghost turkeys where Jack gets kidnapped by the Box Ghost.
Chapter 8: Why Wait? Basically, I was so excited about Torrent of Terror and Eye for an Eye that I wrote quotes that I thought should be in there. None of the EfaE showed up...but maybe some of my ToT will...
9: Know your stars. Or else. The voice guy from All-That is here to torture Danny, Sam, Tucker and Vlad. (Extreme pervertedness.)
10: Return of Cupid. (sequel to chapter 3.) Tucker is trying to hook up Danny and Sam again, because he made a bet with Dash involving a bikini...(slight cussing and pervertedness.)
11: Spoofs and Nick-Wits: A spoof of EfaE. Hey, it may be in Spanish, but I can still figure out what's happening.

12: Coming soon, spoofs and nick-wits 2. A spoof of IR, and a short story where the phans of phantopia rule over the evil Nick-Wits. Now if those evil shishkobobs could stop hitting the poor phans...

Anyways, that's my fanfiction, and if you want to visit my deviantart account feel free, I got tons of comics and stuff in there. Oh, and I also have screencaps for IR and EfaE in my photobucket account.

So, happy birthday to me, and enjoy all my stuff. Because unlike you I have no life. That's why I do all this stuff.

I had one already, it was just very recently that I realized that my printer had a scanner.

http://hermiethefrog.deviantart.com/ My account. I only have one picture at the moment, but I'm going to be adding a comic that's a spoof of Urban Jungle.

I don't know what this is, but it cracks me up.

In other news my annoying cousin Sarah, the one that has a case of PPS (precoscious puppy syndrome, she follows me around a lot,) wasn't at Thanksgiving, and my other cousins are sweethearts. Little Annie is adorable, my mom's stuffing is so much better than Grandma's, (I'm so going to eat all the leftovers,) and I can't wait for the Christmas celebrations.