It’s always good to have someone there, but I have to talk to my mom about it.
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oh lmao
I go to wordpress.com and the “Hawt Post” of the moment is from bigbangfansite…xD love it.
Spring break! Finally. Although I feel it really won’t be any different from usual, just because I have such a bad case of senioritis. It’s true. Well it’s not super bad but it is still bad.
College business! Probably going to Berkeley, even though I got wait lists on Harvard and Yale. Don’t really want to go to either of them. Nor do I want to go to Caltech. Well, I guess we’ll see after my visit to Berkeley Easter Weekend.
Motz caught me with my cell phone today. In the hallway. He followed me for like a minute before I noticed, then he was like “that should be off.” Haha awkward. Whoops.
Lollipop MV came out. Very cool.
Okay I can’t think of anything else.
Spring Break! equals AP studying and jumping time.
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stress
Between college and prom, I’m getting kind of stressed.
I’m not exactly quite sure what to do with this stress, either. I can’t paint, because I’m done with that shit.
Hm maybe this is a sign that I have to hit the books. Homework, I mean. I think it’d be nice to study a little bit to get my mind off life right now.
Regardless, it’s loads of fun being all gossipy and shit with prama. ‘Cause it’s prama.
Hopefully I’ll go with someone. Hahahah the future looks bleak but I’ll ask again after all this college shit, aka next week. Just to make sure.
The bad thing about prom is that it’s screwing with my feelings a lot and I’ve become very like ASDLFKJWLKEJKRJE DICTATOR shit. Yeah I don’t think I like anyone that way. At least today.
Welllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll this has been a vague post.
BIG BANG + 21 = LOLLIPOP?!?!?!?! asldkfjlwekjff this song is SO good. It’s Big Bang PLUS REPETITION!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY KOREAN SONG CRAZE OF 2009~~~~ besides TOP is absolutely amazing. And GD has his hair crimped like wtf hahahahahaha.
Yay the fact that I mentioned big bang in a post is a sign that I get to use the tag “g-dragon is the hottest guy ever second only to top” again!!!! It’s been a while since I’ve used that one. lawlawlawlawlawl. Eeeeeeek I love TOP’s hair in this commercial because it’s the same as it was in Uhm Jung Hwa’s D.I.S.C.O which is SO HOT. Like ohhhhhhhh my goddddddddd.
Yeah I’ve missed fangirling. A lot. Time to get into the mode agaaaaaainnnnnnnnnnnnn
excessive use of repetition of consonantssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
I realized yesterday that I have been able to triple jump for the longest time, just that my energy has been put in the wrong place for my jump. So now I feel like I can jump 30 consistently even without trying. ‘Cause I can jump like 26 from just jogging, which is fucking sweet. =DDDDDD
BYE TIM….iloveyou
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done.
Wow I am DONE with painting my freaking crazy international monument whatever shit. Only took me a couple twenty hours or so, cumulatively.
Wednesday: 1 hour – Sketch
Thursday: 2 hours – Statue of Liberty
Friday: 2.5 hours – Big Ben
Saturday: 2 hours – Sydney Opera House
Sunday: 2.5 hours – Taj Mahal, Kyoto
Monday: 3 hours – Kyoto, Eiffel Tower
Tuesday: 5.5 hours – Leaning Tower of Pisa, Great Wall of China, Himalaya Mountains, landscape
Okay just kidding it only took me 18.5 hours. What a cool way to not go online. Like I still had to go online during the week to do various business like solve people’s problems with rather fail and I still went to On the Border with Niti (omg…so delicioso) and to the Jazz Band Festival to help out (and ask around for prom…), but overall a very productive week.
I don’t have school tomorrow per say, because I have a FIELD TRIP!!!!! Or Heroes and Cool Kids. Whatever. Thus I really don’t have to do any homework today and I could leave it all until tomorrow to do. Uhhh maybe I’ll do Whitten today because I’ll feel bad if I don’t do the stuff for the discussion, AND if I’m not there for the discussion. Which I’m not. I guess I’ll just give my stuff to Horace or something. ‘Kay.
On my romantic life, nothing has happened. I think old feelings of SQUEE for certain people have been resurfacing for lack of Korean boy bands to fangirl over. And lack of yaoi fanfiction to read (this D.Gray-man fanfic has fucking took me a week, and I’m still not done reading it). Hmmmmmmmmm.
Discovered that Hidato is a great way to waste away my mind. Better than Sudoku because Hidato is really really REALLY mindless fo sho.
As Bell said it, triple jump is “Mental Mind Fuck.” He says I totally have it down I just need to have more confidence and jump longer on the first hop and higher on the last. Practiced with Bell today and totally improved a bunch. Cole wasn’t here, so he was like “okay no practice but jumpers go with Bell.” Hence. It was good time, just that I was like the only girl left out of three when Giulia and Alyssa just decided to leave at 4:15, before I fell on my ass over the hurdle. Goddammit.
All right (thanks to Horace, I found out that it is NOT all right to spell “all right” as “alright”), time to do some work. Thursday is going to fucking suck because I have to make up Stat and Psych and probably a shitload of Spanish homework. Right, and Berkeley comes out that day. And the International Dinner is that night. Woot I love jam-packed Thursdays!!!
On a totally unrelated note, I realized that the last NJML test was today. Good time because I literally ran in 5 minutes late and ran out 5 minute early. Which means that I got a 3 at best. Hah fail. Good thing Horace reminded me.
Okay bye.
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The weekend so far
I was going to watch Watchmen on Friday night with Horace and Greg but that ended up falling through…something about fear of not getting tickets in time. So we went to Chili’s at 6:30.
Er. THEY went to Chili’s at 6:30. I got there at like 7, due to me being paranoid and calling the cops on the poor lady who came to our house to pick up her kid from dancing lessons, which we didn’t even have on Friday. Oh, awkward and lack of communication. In any case, it made for a great story to tell. =DDDDD
After Chili’s (and much bickering over the bill), went to Horace’s house to watch a movie: Oceans Eleven. OKAY I don’t know why I fell asleep within the first fifteen minutes (it was a GOOD MOVIE, damn), but I did. So I ended up sleeping for the rest of the movie…then going home. Hah. Yeah. Um.
Basically the only thing I did after I got home on Friday was sleep. Sleep until 10am Saturday. Best sleep this year. Woke up, fed Mochi, went to the bank, went to get breakfast for myself (woot Holmdel Bagel shop), decided to go route 35 all the way to Shrewsbury…why? I don’t even know. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Regardless, took ten minutes more than I should have getting to work. Still managed to get to work on time.
Spent the majority of work texting and calling to tag along with Kev to go see Watchmen that night with Kevin Li and Mike Choie. Good time. Didn’t do like half of my homework, but whatever. Got home at 6:22, fed Mochi, checked Caltech (score!), zoomed upstairs to take the quickest shower of my life, left the house at 6:38. Baller.
Watched Watchmen (looooool no pun intended). It was pretty good, I guess…I think reading the comic beforehand kinda ruined it for me but kinda improved it for me at the same time. Like, I understood the comic a lot more (until the very end, where the movie kinda completely deviates from the comic), and it was all good. I still think Janey Slater should’ve been hotter. But she wasn’t. And the Nite Owl was a doof. Veidt looked like Mr. Kinch for the first half of the movie, then he affected a crazy accent from who-knows-where. Rorschach was awesome…but that’s because he is awesome. Like awesome awesome. Yes.
Yeah, the movie was such bad end. I think that sort of bad end only works in a comic book…sigh. It was kind of amusing to step back from the scene where the Nite Owl and Janey “make love” in the friggin owl!ship and realize…wow, the guy can only get an erection from wearing his costume. Needs to get a life.
I’d give it like…8.35/10. It was good, but not like OHHHH MY GADDDDDD like The Dark Knight was. Or Transformers, or Ironman. lol.
Anyway, I need to spent the next three hours working my butt off and finishing my damn Italian project. Which I haven’t started yet. Bahhhhhhhh.
Got into Cornell, too! =D I’m feeling kinda blagh right now because I’m probably going to turn into the person who, after not getting into their early, applies to a bunch of good colleges and gets into all of them, thereby taking away spots from other potentially good Holmdel kids. Goddamn.
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I love how like 2309482034809324092384 people now read my blog lol. just not really.
My internet just crashed like yesterday around 10:30 pm so I was planning that today I could do all of my work and shit. Well, turns out the internet came back on again (it was out for our neighborhood) around 6:00 pm today or so. Which obviously means that I have gotten no work done since I got back at 5:00. I spent the first hour eating chocolate and reorganizing my Big Bang video files for lack of a life.
And I DO have a lot of homework to do today! wahoo!
Just not really.
sdflkas I want Thanksgiving to come because if Thanksgiving comes, then that means all the less time until Penn releases its early decision stuff. Ahhh! Nervous!
For the weekend:
-UC essay edits (I finally finished them; wtf)
-Autobiografia 3 (wtf this will take me like 2309420 days even though it’s due Tuesday)
-Harvard essay
-PRS essay
-Physics homework
-Whitten shit
wtf whitten. No comment about how much work she gives us or how tedious the work is. Although indirectly that is a comment. Ah, the cynicism.
Want to go to HK! Must tell Frank to persuade her parents! Or Tamsh!
I cannot wait until TOP comes out in his kdrama…in spring 2009 WTF. At least until then I can eagerly anticipate December, when Seung Ri stars in his FIRST MOVIE teehee. He’s the exboyfriend of the protagonist and wants to get revenge on her. Or so the previews say. Eeeeeeeeeee Seung Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. His part in U-Go-Girl (scandalous stage omg!) was AMAZING. Gotta love it.
Speaking of Lee Hyori, I rewatched her U-Go-Girl and Hey MR. B.I.G. MVs. It’s illegal to be that hot when you’re almost 30. =| Dumb Koreans wtf.
This has been a very wtf kind of post.
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On Various Topics Too Varied to Title Correctly
Okay. So here’s the deal.
I somehow pulled a groin muscle. It’s apparently from overextending my leg and not keeping my weight under me when I triple jump. Uhhh yeah ng. =| Whatevs. So that’s the deal. I don’t know how I’m supposed to heal it? =0 I’m so injure-prone! I wasn’t like this last year! *Rghrghrgh*
Well anyway, the point of this was that on Thursday, I went to tennis. Same old, same old. Brian was like DUDE WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU and I was like dude I freaking like killed my leg. And he was like wtf? Whatever. And all that jazz. So we were serving. I told him that McNugget called me a cynic and he was like, how are you cynical?
“Ummm you don’t want to know. It’s something about my life theory or something.”
“Mmhmm.” A courteous nod with a skeptical look.
“Yeah I was like, ‘You live just to die.’ Everyone thought I was crazy or something.”
Surprisingly, Brian replied, “That’s completely true.”
Bewildered, I continued. “Like, from the moment you are born, …you are on a path to death.”
“Yeah. I mean, it’s totally true. Some people like can’t face that fact.”
“Well, yeah. My English teacher asked us, she was like, ‘Could the love of your life save you from death?’ and I was like, NO WAYYYYYY.”
“That’s right. I mean, you especially should know that, because of Josh and all.”
My heart stopped for a couple of seconds. I choked out a “yeah” and tried hard not to cry. I don’t know, it seems like whenever Josh comes into conversation I…don’t know how to react. It’s really…depressing, for a lack of description. I mean, it’s been a year. A year. We’ve all grown older, and by the looks of the school, some people probably don’t even register what happened a year ago.
Some of my friends have started driving. You know, driving school and all. Sam says that he’s a good driver, and Staniforth’s mom said that Stan was completely petrified when he first drove, and truthfully, I’m a little scared to go out on the roads. What if something happens? Especially here, in Holmdel, the streets are hilly and bumpy, and there are turns everywhere.
You know what, I’m really super happy that Brian’s my coach. I think if it were anyone else, I would just pent up all my anxiety and whatever. Like, I can tell Horace like practically anything, but I don’t see Horace that much, so that never works out. And when I actually get the chance to talk to him, I forget everything, haha, because he and I have conversations (that are longer than two minutes) like maybe once every two weeks. …which is also depressing, mind you.
Yeah I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately, but my grades are kinda…bleaghwalekfjawlekmf. Thirty days left. Thirty days. I hope I can handle it. I really do.
Wow okay all of a sudden I find out that a lot of people think Horace is cute? (Helen today: Yay I have Horace’s number! He’s such a cutie! Ken Chin: wtf?) WTF. It’s like other people can say it but I can’t?! Um I feel gypped of my bfflyfh status. So obviously random people can appreciate Horace or whatever, but when I even like sit next to him everyone’s like OMFG LISA+HORACE=WHATEVER?!!!?!?!?!
AUGH PISSES ME OFF. GAYWADS.
It happened during FREAKING FILM FESTIVAL. YES FFF. (I AM JK.) Greg was like, HEY LISA SWITCH SEATS WITH HOWIE SO HORACE AND I CAN TRADE POKEMON and Howie half-whispered to Greg (very obnoxiously, I might add) SHHH NO LISA WANTS TO SIT WITH HORACEEEEEEE or whatever. I mean, how lame can you get?! Gekidasa. >=(
I KNOW, I KNOW, I shouldn’t let this affect me, or whatever (BECAUSE BFFLYFHS ARE BFFLYFHS DUHHHHHH) but still. You know, it’s been like over a year since Horace and I have been best friends for life yay fun (hooray) and somehow everyone’s hormones STILL like to splurge and skew things so that every single gesture is supposed to imply some hidden desire.
It’s like how freaking Howie drew a smiley face on my knee. On my KNEE. Yes, I know Horace scribbled red pen all over my knee (and I subsequently wrote ‘Horace is a mean OMFG person [I actually don’t remember what I wrote]’ on his shoe and threw my calculator at him), but I don’t draw smiley faces on someone’s appendage! (Haha I said appendage. It’s funny.) Okay, wow, this paragraph had nothing to do with the last one.
Ooh, I finally got a couple new pairs of like shoes and stuff. Wahoo! It’s been so long since I’ve gone shopping, and I finally did for like an hour or so in Marshall’s. =___= All my clothes are like…a year old or older. =D; I AM SO UNKEMPT. BLAWGH. Yay so I don’t have to wear purple flipflops all the time! *cheer* Yeah wow this paragraph was really random.
I was originally going to make this entry more emo, but that didn’t really work out too well so…whatev. This next week is going to be hell. I CAN FEEL IT. I have like a ton of crap to do, not to mention photography for the one acts (this weekend, wahoo) and Counties. Yay counties! =P nawt. Well, kinda. I don’t know. It depends on whether my leg can handle it.
BUT HEY. I SUCK AT HIGH JUMP.
Lisa’s phrases of the month:
That smells…bad.
ROFFLE
Party.
Tear!
Cry.
OMFUG!
Hola!!!
Haha my name is Paco. I told that to my tennis coach. I was like, “Yeah so my friends named me Paco, because at the Huskies there was this Hispanic guy and all his friends were like YEAH BUENOS DIAS or whatever and I was like, I bet his name’s Paco…so everyone started calling me Paco. Good stuff.”
So Brian was like, “was his name really Paco?” and I was like no, of course not, are you dumb? Then I recounted to Brian how when I would say something out of line, Cathay (or someone else) would be like, “SHUT UP, Paco, go cut the grass!” and Brian was like, AHAHAHAHA THAT’S SO HORRIBLE and I was like yeah, Holmdel’s full of cynics like that.
I watched both Death Note movies? Over the week? Not good, I know, but THEY WERE SO AMAZING. I MEAN LIKE, RAITO AND L WERE HARDLY GOOD-LOOKING BUT AHHAWGLAWEJLRKAWMEFAW LIVE ACTION EQUALS LOVE. *foam at mouth*
I actually have been very unproductive for the past two weeks. Let’s see if I can keep this up for another five and still get straight A’s. (Highly unlikely.)
Wafawkjenfkawenrfawer I feel so jealous of everyone else because they have Pokemon and I don’t. >=0 ARGH.
Wow, I totally thought I had more to say this time around, but now I’m just wasting space. So in short,
1) I hate jerks that think that my relationship with Horace is any different from a best friend relationship between girls (not saying that you’re a girl, Horace [LOLOLOL])
2) Brian is absolutely awesome
3) I am failing life
4) Time flies.
Splurg. I really, really, really, REALLY hope that next year, I have some classes with Horace. If I don’t, I will DIE from bfflyfh withdrawal. I mean, this year was bad enough, si? =| *knocks on wood* I also want to be in classes with Greg and Sam and Bri (!!!) and TAMSH. I NEVER HAVE CLASSES WITH TAMSH. UM WTF. >=0! …and Kev Hsu and some other people.
OH THAT’S RIGHT. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE THAT I WAS GOING TO SAY UNTIL NOW.
Okay so on Friday, I’m like reviewing for my timed essay, right? I wrote down the whole thing on Thursday and I was attempting to review it and try to cram as much of it into my head as possible in the five minutes before second period, right? So obviously, Ben Seifer comes up to me, utterly oblivious that I’m like CONCENTRATING, and he’s like, HEY LISA BLHABLWEFHLWEKHAWEF DO WE HAVE TO DO THESE KEY TERMS or whatever crap because I’m not listening, and I snap at him, I’m like, “Shut up Ben Seifer, I hate you” or something along those lines, because HALF AN HOUR BEFORE THIS when I walk into the room wearing a blaring pink outfit from top to bottom (because my mom insisted upon my walking out the front door that my brown jacket didn’t match, and she proceeded to get me a pink jacket that did, albeit too much), and he’s like HEY I LIKE YOUR OUTIT LISA and I’m like, ahah no. So I sit down and review my essay. And all of a sudden he comes from behind and hugs me?! I MEAN WTF INVASION OF PERSONAL SPACE MUCH. I would’ve been OKAY with it if oh, say, he was a respectable individual who did his homework and who wasn’t a completely bumbling idiot and who didn’t complain all the time and who didn’t space out during class and two seconds later, when everyone else is on a different topic, go around and ask everyone what the teacher just said, and who didn’t laugh in a fake voice, and who didn’t say, “you’re so funny Lisa hahaha” because I don’t freaking CARE.
I MEAN I THINK IT’S BECAUSE EVER SINCE THE BEGINNING OF HIGH SCHOOL I WAS LIKE UHHH WTF YOU’RE WEIRD AND CREEPY AND STUFF GET AWAY FROM ME PLOX. And like last year I didn’t really care who hugged me? But this year everyone’s like HEY IT’S GREAT TO MASTURBATE or some shit like that and that really, really, REALLY creeps the freak outta me and I’ve become like…touchaphobic. Like, even with Howie, I’m like zzz okay that’s weird.
Okay, I know I’m kinda biased. Like Greg pokes me all the time and touches my elbow (subsequently saying, HAHA I’M TOUCHING YOUR WENIS AND I’M RUBBING IT UP AND DOWN), and he probably jacks off to picture of Rebecca Wu on facebook or something, but I’m like whatever, you’re my sexual innuendo buddy (for example, during apus, Kun-He was like, “Free blacks became seamen.” And Greg was like, “WHAT SEMEN?! WHAT?” and I was like ROFFLE and we were the only two that got the joke), and I’m okay with that. But with anyone else, it’s just like UHHHHHHHH DISTURBING. DISGUUUUSTEENG. Or blagh.
See, I’ve okay-ed some people in my mind. Horace. Greg. Sam (because he doesn’t do anything). KevHsu. I mean, freaking Kev Hsu. He’s been like my family friend for years and he’s just so freaking awesome and crap. Like he might be all perverted and junk, but he’s a really nice kid and he’s JUST SO SMART. I MEAN LIKE WTF! (I think I prefer to hang around people who have a unique talent at ______ [insert sport, game, school subject, tech stuff] than people who work really hard. Well that’s probably because I’m not the type who works hard.
OKAY, SEE, I’VE ESTABLISHED THIS IN MY MIND, SEE? It’s like, people who work hard, in my opinion, are people who do EXTRA. I don’t do extra. It’s just when I’m assigned something, I should do it perfect once so I don’t have to do it again. See this lazy mindset? Mmhmm. Lasi. =D
I’ve also come to find that even though I’m like YAY YAOI YAY GAY PEOPLE YAY, when it comes to meeting gay people in real life, I feel really disturbed. I think it’s because I’ve always had this mindset that gays act like regular guys (hey, the difference between gay and guy is one vowel) just with a different sexual orientation, but after meeting Jimmy (who is gay) and Keith (bi), I’ve just been like…woah. Too girly for me. I mean, Keith does hand flips. Plus I heard from Rose who heard from Katie Lauriello whom Keith told that he used to like me last year, so that doesn’t help. Maybe I’m just bad with dealing with romantic interest? =| I mean, it’s like, Rachel: omfg I like Karl (this is outdated, I know; I’m just making an analogy), and I’m like AUGH HOSTILE HE’S NOT EVEN HALF GOOD-LOOKING. HOSTILE HOSTILE HOSTILE SKEPTICAL SKEPTICAL SARCASTIC BLAHBLAHBLAH ETC.
Manga gives me way too high standards. =|
Although there IS this really cute azn guy at SJV. He’s a trackee. Cody and I both agreed that he is pretty damn cute. =D But yeah. I plan to marry a WHITE PERSON. (!!!) but that’s really far in the future so let’s not think about that until the time comes.
Yeah so gay people (the one’s that I’ve met) are weird. Jimmy looks at the floor all the time. He hangs out with the azn girls in my grade. There’s something wrong with that. He doesn’t hang out with the guys. YEAH SEE I had that image of like, strong seme guys (handsome, of course) like hanging out with other guys and like yeaaaaah I’m manly but in fact was GAY and loved this like other guy who blablablabbla *manga plotline* BUT THAT’S NOT HAPPENING. Reality is very different from manga. This sucks. I hate reality. SUPER LAME.
Awelfjkawlmekfeewalmkfewa. My dreams are shattered of finding some gay person who would confide in me all his deepest and darkest secrets and I would have to help get him and his love interest together. Yeaaaaah and by this point I’m just talking to Courtney. Hahahahahahaahaaaaah. =D Horace and Sam have no clue what I’m talking about or are just really disturbed. AWKWARD TURTLE! One or the other.
MMHMM so I have no clue how to tell Ben that he’s really disorganized and I don’t like him because he needs to get his act together before he can talk to me as a friend. He confronted me before Spanish on Friday and was like, “Lisa, I don’t get why you hate me. Did I do something wrong? I mean, blablablabalablabla” and I was like I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY THIS IS REALLY AWKWARD.
I CARE TOO MUCH ABOUT MY SOCIAL IMAGE. >=0 GEKIDASA. THIS IS SUPER LAME. I’M BECOMING POPULAR. AWEFOJAWLKRMFALWMFEWEAF. *yell*
My tennis is getting better. Oh, joy.
Bfhweflkawem. Advice plox. (SEE HOW SELFISH I AM?! I COMPLAIN ABOUT MY LIFE AND THEN I ASK FOR ADVICE FROM THE PATIENT LISTENERS?! ALWKFJAWLEKMFAWELAWEMRAWEFAWER)
Oh yeah and then Amanda was like “hey Lisa I don’t get why some people don’t like me. I mean, is it something I do wrong?” then I figured out that “you should stop apologizing so much.” To which, she replied, “why, is it bad to apologize? I’m sorry; did I do something wrong again?” to which I proceeded to chew out Horace for getting more Pocky from Amanda than I did (although we both got the same amount), and I threw Pocky at him and Amanda was like “wait what? I thought you and Horace were good friends!” and Horace, Ritchie, Choie, Tamsh and I just look at each other and are like…”what?!” LAWLAWLALWALAWL
I love Amanda. SHE’S SOOOO SWEET. XD She just needs to get rid of that apologizing habit. I told her that, and she said it might be because she’s annoying and she thinks that everything is her fault, and I said that no, it’s because she cares so much, and she should stop caring so much about what other people think because if they’re truly your friends, they’ll tell you when you’ve gone too far. I mean, this kind of thing is what I would do for my friends (and hopefully, what they would do for me), but I don’t know about Amanda’s friends, you know? Whatever; she’s a sweet kid and I love her. =D
I think I’m done for today. Yeah I’m glad I ended on a happy note, for once. =D!
–Lisa
