Woo, I haven't updated in a long time... Sorry; weasels stole my brain and wouldn't give it back 'til I gave them a million sandwhiches... Anyway...

I've just started reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. The movie certainly does the book justice; it follows it almost perfectly (save a few unnoticable details.) I love it SO much, I haven't been able to put it down lately. Mom, The Abandoner, and Patrick won't stop bugging me about finishing Harry Potter... I've discovered that while I love JK's books, it takes me FOREVER to get into them; so it may take me awhile.

Me and Squishy have finally collaborated on meeting each other. So long as both our parents come, we're gonna meet at the mall and see Corpse Bride. (Assuming Squishy can work out transportation... if not, we said we'd try again later.) Much craziness will ensue, I'm sure.

Last night was amusing... kids, listen up: listen to your freakin' parents. Though it's annoying when they nag on you about your friends, it turns out one of them happens to be a nutcase anyway. Mom wouldn't stop bugging me about talking to this one guy on AIM... only annoyed me because I assured her if he did anything weird he would be blocked in two seconds. She says she trusts my judgement, but uh... that kind of leads us into a vicious circle. The nice thing is she trusts me and Squish talking, but that's because Squish would never EVER get as weird as this...

Last night I get this IM from him: "Foster's Marathon. Last Episode. We didnt watch it. You're too BUSY." To copy that attrocious use of periods: Cry me a river. Build a bridge. Get over it. I told him I was't really sorry that I was busy because I was dancing, and that's one of my career considerations. So it was a good use of my time. He went on and on some more about how depressed he is and all that crap... found out he's on medication for depression. Yea, that's pushing the limit. So right before I hit the block button, this is what I got... He thinks it's disqusting how my parents let me go to cheer and dance, but not talk to him about depression.

A million and one cyber cookies to anyone who can decipher that for me.

My philosophy has always been "If you're depressed, go away. Don't spoil MY mood with it." and "If it's caused by a disease, talk to someone else. I'm not a doctor." People have SO MUCH to live and be thankful for and they whine about stupid stuff... They are SO lucky and they just don't care. I just got a new AIM icon to match those feelings... from this cute lil icon site. It's a stick guy lying on the ground going "I hate life. Nobody GETS me. I want to die." 'Nother stick figure whaps him on the head with a baseball bat and goes "There, HAPPY?" The caption underneath reads "depression sucks." I love the stupid little thing =D

Ballet doesn't start 'til September... GAH! Registration is this week; I'm gonna need shoes for Jazz, prolly a few more tights, and maybe a t-shirt. (Hopefully some tap shoes, depending on what stuff we go over in Jazz...) I miss everyone so much. Me and Cheri are just glad to be going to the same school at least. Sammy goes too, but being a freshman, we don't see her too often. =(

Speaking of school, Empire High has officialy gained it's first transvestite. Yes, every high school's got one, you know what I'm talking about. The kid has long, girl hair, a guy face, and a voice that could be male OR female. The kid's been reffered to as "Shawn" and "Shawna" so I have no bloody clue what the heck it is. Very confusing.

And... on less important notes... Chi's getting frustrated with neopets. I've been restocking my butt off, playing games 'til my fingers are sour, and selling things like nuts. I still only have 160k. A pirate paintbrush it 600k. This stupid collection of pixels is the only bloody reason I've been playing neopets lately... I better like it when I get it. (Okay scratch that, I love going on the neobaords. It's like my soap opera. People crack me up with their begging threads...)

OKAY! RPG... wow.. well we've been switching from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, to Nightmare Before Christmas, to VeggieTales. Right now in particular we're on VT. I don't think TOO much happened... I finally stopped dropping hints and let Squish know straight out that I thought Juliet wasn't getting enough plot attention, and she was real sweet about it. Right now the angst is being split equally among the two... every so often I'll even try and steer the plot in the direction of her, and when I'm finished, hand the wheel back to Squish. It's been great. She's proud of me too, I made my first plot in forever the other day.

Which is pretty much all that's happened since I last updated... Larry-Boy decided to retire for the safety of Juliet and Andi, and both of them went nuts getting themselves in trouble in anyway possible so that he'd come out of retirement. Last night he finally did. Currently, Juliet's bugging her grandfather about things Archie used to do as a kid so she can use it as blackmail later.