Happy Birthday to me;
Happy Birthday to me;
Happy Biiiirrthdaaay to meee--ee;
Happy Birthday to me.

Yes, my singing is horrendous. lol does it look like I care? Be honest now.

"I shall have no regrets; just restless thoughts."

1-20-06: I am seventeen years old.
1-21-06: I take advantage of this fact to break out of my horribly boring routine and do something that I want to do, for once ditching my parents for someone who, in my opinion, is far more entertaining.
1-22-06: Back to boredom, but not forever.

I just completely lost my train of thought. Oh well. Cheerio, all.

Since I attempted to add another 'hear ye this' thingy on to my page only to have myself told it was too long of a page then, I deleted the whole frickin thing and now I'm going to use this as it was, as far as I can tell, possibly meant to be used and put my updates in here. Here goes, then--On January 20th I shall be 17 years of age, and for various reasons am quite looking forward to both it and the day afterwards. Nothing is certain, yet, but it could be a whole heck of a lot worse.

I hate school. School has put me in a foul mood. Too bad. This year had been going rather well. Compared to last year, anyway. So... so much for that... perhaps it will stop being quite so horrible later on. Maybe.

Yes, I'm rambling. And I don't care to quit, either. Not just yet.

I crave communication. Must go call random people, since no one is online. Phooey.

the rain in spain stays mainly on the plain
but the plain that's not in spain
stays mainly out of the rain
for there's nothing to gain
except for shame
when one is soaking wet
and caught in the strands of a butterfly net
draining through a straining cup
flecks of gold and shiny plastic
the god of the new world
the bane of the sane
the lovers
the dreamers
and everybody else.

^ what? huh? i didnt' say anything.

yes go ahead lock me back up, the sky is staring at me and it's scary.

have u gone off the deep end or are u drowning in the shallow end without your floaty toy?

oops g2g