I'm a drama whore!  :D And there's a whole blogring that hates me!  "For a good mind fuck, give them the time of day. They spread drama like an STD. There's your run-of-the-mill drama queen, and then there's the drama whore. You know the type. Its not just a passion, its a full time job."

I end you with that...and as for now...m4rl3n3 is "deaded" go to http://www.xanga.com/willwrite4food for further rants!  :D  Heh...who knows we may revive our fave friend.  Anyways...there are pretty links at the places where they cite the designer, but because at thhs we have to cite everything...so for once I'm not giving credit...look for a layout based on this nice div layer script.  :] 

Joci, I mean honestly...I strangely have a very Alias-like family.  I mean...all I need is my dad to rise from the dead...and find out that I had a long lost sibling.  (So maybe I wasn't an only child.)  Instead of boasting that I wasn't any old Greek or Roman (Pilgrims and Indians in the Thanksgiving Pagent) I can say I was the the star (the Turkey!)...Achilles!...in our rendition of Shakespeare's Troillus and Cressida...which turned into a court case figuring out if Achilles was guilty or not.  Hey...look...we just have to find a prophet from the 14th century that drew a picture of me!  And my dad jsut has to shoot me in the arm...and well we have an Alias saga right there.  But what we are lacking is that direct source of someone who will pull through...I need my Jack Bristow baby! 

Other very Alias moments...me microwaving funky looking left overs after a bad day...and my mother walking in with Chinese take out.  Of course I didn't get a debrief on the evil people out to steal my eggs but eh...

New layout.  :D  Argh...I didn't make the actual image...or it would have been Simon not Vaughn.  :P  I'm very pro Simon/Julia...I'm loosing faith in the S/V shipper thing. 

Argh...I think I must start my homework!  :/  Erf!

I'm considering to make m4rl3n3 "deaded" and move to on WillWrite4Food. 

It's a sad thing when the only things you like at home are your computer, your bed, your clothes, your stuff, the free storage, and the occasional home cooked meal.  *sigh*  And that your mother has the mentality of a catty mean bitch.  You know the "it girls" in the movies...well that's how she's acting like now...mixed in with some random superstition.  I honestly don't know wtf is wrong with her...maybe someone hit her in the head really hard...or she's been exposed to some sort of radioactive stuff  because quite honestly she's been insane the past few days.  No...not like crazy, but so out of character.  Right now I think she's trying to psych me out.  It's part of her whole mental gimmick to like manipulate my mind.  I swear.  She way too bookish...and well she gets these insane ideas I guess.  Well...like a nice Alias saying...Like Mother, Like Daughter...Like Hell.  I hate to connect my life to Alias...but it is alot like the Sydney/Irina relationship after Syd found out that Irina lied (well actually Jack set it up...but made Syd believe it)  I have that whole feeling in my mind that she did something wrong...that she must pay...and that I am going to make sure something happen...but there's that little string...the unconditional love in a sense...the fact that she is my mother.

Haha...she jokingly threathened to "throw me out of the house..."  if I didn't sleep soon...what about the window?  I get to experiance the whole jumping out of the window thing...and I get the added momentum...and perhaps I'll die happy knowing that I've experianced one of the things I've always wanted to. 

I don't think anyone knows I have so much cash stashed up...it is known as the "runaway fund" you know.  :D

I was going to make homemade chocolate cupcakes, and butter cream frosting but alas I checked the cupboard and I didn’t see the proper ingredients.  I mean I could have pulled a Mary and substituted sugar for honey.  (I used up all the sugar when I made the cheesecake I guess…and no one puts sugar in his or her tea or coffee at my house…goddamn honey!) Then I was like hmph…have no clue where the baking powder went…I was going to do a Martha Stewart recipe but it called for a half a cup of sour cream too.  So I said screw it…went for a long walk…I was looking for Razzles.  Ya know they candy they had in 1330.  Went to party city…they had a pretty bad array for candy.  I thought there would be more…sadly no Razzles.  Bought a box of cake mix (triple chocolate) and a disposable muffin trays and cupcake liners at Shop and Stop…I won’t even bother looking for our baking supplies cause they are stashed away in some cupboard.  The last time my mother baked was prolly in elementary school for like my birthday or something.  I know we had real cupcake pans…but I didn’t feel like looking.  And plus…I don’t have to clean anything up afterwards.  :D  Apparently someone finished up all the butter on their bagels…*cough* (I’m a cream cheese goer!) so there isn’t a sufficient amount for a big batch of frosting…so there’s no point…grr…cupcakes with no frosting…ARGH…this is mucho bad. 

Once I ran to you. (I ran)
Now I run from you.
This tainted love you've given
I gave you all a boy could give you.
Take my tears and that’s not nearly all.
Tainted love. (ohohohoh)
Tainted love.

(Ellen was singing that the other day!  It's # 11 on the 1330 soundtrack)  How was 1330 w/ tiff, mel?  No Jen whooping ass though.  :( 

My mother is still pissing me off!  Can I disown her?  I mean like seriously...

Today while looking at camps online...I found like the greatest thing the whole world.  "EduKick"  OMFG...I so want to go to the one in France or Eastbourne...the one in Italy looks well too...or Madrid.  Basically...it's soccer camp and touring the particular country, and learning the language all in one summer.  :D  Argh...if only I weren't doing so many things already this summer...it's a month long.  :/  Not to mention nearly 5k, but it's a whole month...away from home, hot european fellows, soccer, being really immersed in a language, sightseeing, parties, discos, and either staying in some mediocre hotel or someone's house (for the Eastbourne 1) for a month.  Swwweeeeeet.  Ahhh...I want to go...if I weren't already spending like 3 weeks with my relatives in Singapore.  (But like that's pretty fucking good too...well actually not...no soccer...no hot guys...no real parties (perhaps a few yucky dinner parties)...but...I get a pretty damn good time, I do absolutely nothing and people don't yell at me, I get everything I want, foooood, hiking at the Natural Reverse, and the dinero I get after the trip.  :D  Sweeeeeeet!

[edit]  I made the cupcakes...well erf...I made 23...and now there are like 10 left.  o_0  Haha...I didn't eat all of them...yet another junk food binge session...never had one in such a long time.  YUMMY!  My mother is ranting about how I killed her diet plan.  (That's prolly the only parallel that she doens't have with Moy...she doesn't look a thing like her...she's just about my height...and no way is she that fat)  Dude...look I didn't bake the cupcakes for yooou...I baked them for me.  Next time I'll just do it the Meriam way and just eat frosting from a can.  That will totally gross her out.  :D  So like...yea...I bet you that they will be gone by tonight. 

Hahaha...Joci that is a very good point.  Except...well I don't think she can.  I don't think she's capable of it.  I know she isn't.  This is unless I burn down the school with Meriam one day...then that may make her decide...now's the perfect time!  :D

For about an hour my mother redeemed herself...heh...well she's back to square.  I definately not as pissed off as yesterday...but like whatever.  Screw the late mother's day present...I went out and bought stuff for meeee with that cash.  *hmph* 

Ya know someone just shoot me...either that or kill my mother's vocal cords.  Her comments, though not rude, are plain annoying...I don't need your pissed off tone and I don't need you telling me what to do.  If you want it done do it yourself and don't tell me to turn down my music...I could make a selection far worse.  Heh.  Dude...she's just troubled...o_0 she just called me by my pet name like 5 seconds ago.  ROTFL...perhaps the Moy chronicle is underway...great I get stuck with two Moys...one at thhs...and an imitation tofu flavored one at home.  :/

Yes...someone has to go shopping with me downtown.  (Erf...that nulls out alot of people...cause you're (a) afraid of getting terribly lost again (b) downtown isn't good enough for you.  *cough* *cough*  Heh...we need to go to the CGBG store...YRB...and just like around the east village and chinatown after for hecks.  (Mel?  You do live around there...we need to do something together sometime!)  Mmm...I want HP stuff too...erf...I don't feel like going to the WB store.  Donde?  Speaking of Spanish I like completely fucked up today's test...accent marks...I HATE ACCENT MARKS!  :(