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Cor blimey, I taste like Tea. I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?

I didn't want to be tea. Lauren is tea, and I need to be unique. ^_^ So I changed the answers 97823578468 times, making sure they still applied to me, and I'm tea. If not tea, I would've been vanilla. I liked that quiz. It let you pick more than one, and let you cheat although I never do. It's convenient though.

FYI, I wrote all that yesterday. Not that it's much, or anything. The lyrics are what I was singing to myself as I walked in the door. Our door-way smells like cat piss. Damned horny cat and her male cat-friends. -_-

OOH! Animaniacs!

They're dinky, they're Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain [insert cute music] I love Animaniacs. I love it so much, it's a brilliant show! I especially like Dot. And the chicken that tries to act human. It's the only cartoon I like, other than The Simpsons. Good times! ^_^

I'm going to miss Wrestlemania. Tragic, isn't it? I don't actually care, though, which is very odd. It's just that the storylines have been very lame and predictable, and I don't give a rat's ass about Ric Flair and those other chicken-wings. I still watch for the nass guys, though. And some fights.

It's hard to see someone you look forward to seeing, knowing you won't get to see them for three days. That's what I felt with Dan-lookalike today. He looked right at me; I looked WHAM! right at him! I've never actually seen his face from the perfect front angle (yes, I'm pathetic, he just doesn't look at me) and today I did. I noticed that his eyes are very dark, and that he's even hotter than I imagined his front-face-angle to be. I always see his back-view, which isn't very bad at all. ^_~ He has very narrow hips and a long torso. He's an inch or two shorter than me! SCORE! There are exactly 3 boys as tall as me in my grade. lol. And no girls. ^_^

But, yeah. I heard his sexy/dewy/goofy voice today, if just a one-syllable grunt. LOL. It's so cool, though - I was starting to wonder whether I'd ever hear his voice - a friend who likes to tease me said he sounds like a loser - and I heard it three times in four days. He was right beside my locker the other day, and I heard him! ALOT! And today I actually brushed up against him! The hallway looked like a sardine-tin, and I brushed up against him! Well, only our jackets touched since school was over, but still! *bites lip and squeals* It was so cool. ^_^

I don't think he likes me very much. I don't know though. I know that he likes 'hot girls', and though I'm no mutant, I'm not exactly hot. I don't feel hot. I feel like a geek, but I have friends. And I wear nice clothes. And I'm prettier than some, yet not as pretty as the prettiest. You know? I'm in the void, the grey area.

random friend: "Bye Crystal!"
Crys: *thinking* I'll die happy.

It was actually pretty pathetic/funny, but being that close to him was so very cool. Does this make me pathetic? If so, fuck you. He's beautiful and so I'm allowed to want to fuck him. Teehee.

Today was pretty uneventful. I was asked out. I said no. I did lots of work. It sucked. God, was this the suckiest entry ever or what? lol.

Oh, and so you know, the quote isn't a disgustingly blatant sexual reference. A band (don't remember which) was on my Newmusic tape right after the Britney special I taped a while back, and he said this about speculated 'friction' between the members of the band. Or it could be a disgustingly blatant sexual reference. I like to think of it as the latter. ^.^

"Friction is OK as long as you have the right lubricant"

then + now