Well I'l be. That's the first code I'e managed to actually use!

It's school time again! For once, my class line up is fantastic, so school is FUN.
....I know right?
It's cause I don't have math class. : D
Anyways I've managed to get online without my mother breathing down my back ("That doesn't look like a stocks page!")
I get to spend four hours in the saddle this weekend and three more just hanging around the stables!
But yeah. Colleges are looking at my grades for this year, so I have to get A's n B's and my parents are comin' down hard on me. So, no internets for me until the weekend anymore.
Shit, I need to start touring.*sigh*
My stalker situation, which I thought had dissapeared, reappeared. And it's alot worse now. Joy. I don't like him that way (personality match = FAIL) and just want to be friends. Luckily (or unluckily whichever way you want to see it) he hasn't outright asked me yet, but and while it's not obvious that he likes me, it is to me and anyone who's around while he called me four to five times a day. Or is in the classes he's in with me.
Eh. It'll work itself out.
Life's been grand. What's up with you all?

I've managed to misplace my new phone. It's on vibrate. I haven't even gotten the bill for it yet. The problem is, it's so skinny it keeps sliding out of my pocket. I'm reaaaallly hoping it's in YL's car.
My grandparents house still has loads of drama dancing about it, despite the fact we've pretty much sealed the deal on selling it. This of course, means my parents are on edge, as they have been for the past year. My dad's gotten worse, to the point where any little thing can upset him drastically. Like, say, me running down three blocks to 7/11. I'm pretty pissed.
I was supposed to go to WA with Wolfie, and it took a long time to get my parents to agree. Of course, stress means they have conveniently forgotten our agreement. I'm back at square one, and the date I was supposed to leave is coming up real fast.
I wasn't pleased with my last semester's math grade, and decided, that instead of taking a course ahead of time like I usually do over the summer, I was going to repeat it. It's come to the point where, no matter how many times I read it, I still can't get correct answers. I've decided to cheat and simply study with the pre-test, but I still need a basic understanding of WTF I'm doing to take the actual test. The actual test determines my grade. I've been informed that, If I don't pass, I'm paying for the course.
To make things even more complicated, apparently several of my friends, who I haven't heard from in a while, think I was in Boston. I really didn't have a response for that one.
And it's over a 100 degrees. My riding lesson was canceled last week, and by the looks of it, this weeks and the make-up I scheduled for are going to be to.
So what does all this mean?
It means I've been writing TONS from Nightmare's POV! Being my most psychotic, emotionally and mentally unstable freak of a characer who wants nothing more than to watch everything burn, he's finally in character for once!

I...had a massive journel entry here. Then DA did something werid and deleted it. Something about skins..? And now I think mines purple. Dunno.
I don't have enough websites anymore to link to. That's sad. I could of course, link to my youtube accounts(s), fictionpress account, and facebook (wince) but my computer is full of fail and won't go there.

Well I did have a OC meme thingy here. But I'm too lazy to go back and find it. So I'll just do my own OC survey.


Who are the OC's being intervewied?

Riorand (Rio) Anakar(/Kenestsu. I can't decide Silver's last name. Rio takes on Silver's last name legally.)
Absolute Nightmare (Nightmare, referred to as Night) (ditto)
Vinny (Because I'm bored. He has no last name at this moment.)
Silvarvia Anakar(/Kenestsu) (Known as Silver to everyone who wishes to live.)

Why did you're parents choose you're name?

Rio: I have no idea why my creator choose that name. I assume he had a good reason.
Night: Fuck off.
Vinny: I'm named after a famous Italian Mobster from the-(has been cut off)
Silv: My parents are hippies.

How old are you guys?!

Rio: I look 22-23. In human years however I am 527.
Night: Screw you.
Vinny: 21, four months, eight days, seventeen minutes.
Silv: 21 baby! Legal drinkin' age!

Look at the clothes you're wearing now. What would you say your style is?

Rio: Eh...jeans and a random T-shirt? Is their a style-name for that?
Night: Bite me.
Vinny: Serious?
Silver: Rio's a normal jean's/t-shirt babe. Night's all grunge, Vinny is you're typical nerd but somewhere along the line someone bought him styled jeans, and we destroyed what remained of his old ugly ones. And the frickin' Nikes. I HATED those shoes. Me? I'm ehhhh..little bit of everything, but I deploy my van's/fox/cutie clothes more often than anything else.


Wow, Caitlin kinda fails when it comes to making questions. What do you think of you're author?

Rio; Love ya, Cait!
Night: I've run out of insulting sentances.
Vinny: Who? Author? What?
Silver: Hit the drugs a little hard today, didn't we?

Your favorite band is?

Rio: Classical and soft rock is mostly what my collection is made up of, but my favorite band is Fatboy Slim.
Night: Hollywood Undead. Figured I'd give you a real answer before I ate you.
Vinny: Silver called me a nerd for saying Bathoveen and she hasn't stopped laughing since I suggested Elvis, so I guess I'm going with Foo Fighters.
Silver: Dude. 3OH!3 is the shit.

And that concludes that. Mostly because I lost interest in this about a day or so ago.

Everyone's gotten the flu, and for once it didn't start with me. It did, however, finally come around to me. Luckily I got some sort of lower version of it. I'm not acting sick and I don't look sick, but I'm insanely tired. Got eleven hours of sleep yesterday and woke up looking like hell. *shrugs* I was so out of it, I forgot I had my Ipod on me two days in a row.
Seeing as my Ipod is forever attached to me head, that was a little werid when I figured out I hadn't touched it.
I'm dragging today to, which is pissing me off. Interfering with life and all that.
I don't actually have all that much to say. I'm watching some kid play his SP and attempting to figure out what game it is. Meh, I'm to far away.
Planning on writing up that stuff this weekend. Story stuff. Because that's specific.
We're supposed to go snowbaording tomarrow, but theres some huge storm coming in and we're all sick.
Spring vacation needs to hurry the hell up.