Saturday, July 6th, 2002

Time: 10:34 pm. Mood: awake.

Not much going on lately. My sisters 8th birthday party is in progress as I write. Oh dear. Now, I like kids, and I hope to have a whole bunch of ‘em myself one day, but some of these are bratty little rich bitch monsters, and aargh. There’s one in particular, a wee red head who’s getting on my nerves. She keeps trying to maul my dog. I rescued him though, and now he’s taking shelter from the storm with me. Yay for witnness!!! Less than a week until I’m off now. Hurrah! On a completely different note, Whenever I read interviews with bands and stuff (such as the lovely Idlewild one I read today) they give a little personality description. A quick thinker, self- deprecating, things like that. Just little descriptions. I wonder what somebody would say about me… hrm… I was in town today with paula. That was nice, got out of the house, had a walk around, got a bit of fresh air. It was nice. Why must that aforementioned hellish child scream? She’s not even running and screaming, she’s just doing it for no reason. Hrmph. “Do you remember the time, when you were new in town? You smashed your head in the mirror baby, and kissed the frozen ground. The ripped up sound” – The Empty Page I’m really getting into that Sonic Youth album. It’s really good. Anyhoo, I’ve got to go. I’ll be pondering that personality thing…

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Time: 10:52 pm.

Waste 5 minutes of your life with the QuasiGoth Dead Person Test! O.K, so I fixed the test until so I could get a picture of morrissey, but look! he's in my journal! yay!!!

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Time: 10:16 pm. Mood: blah.

Hmm… I don’t know what’s wrong with me today…I feel on the verge of tears a lot, and I can’t stop listening to Jeff Buckley and Heartbreaker-era Ryan Adams. Hrm. I just feel kinda weird. The weather isn’t helping. Nor did all the Ryan articles I read last night. One or two were kinda.. not sad exactly… I don’t know. I’m just being silly. Don’t know why I feel so down though. Well, it’s a bit later since I wrote that now, and I feel better. I think I’m just at a loose end. I just want the things I guess I should have. A bit of a social life, some nice clothes, maybe a ‘crush’ now and then. Oh, I don’t know. Muh. And yes, I know this completely contradicts my last post, but still, muh.

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Time: 10:32 pm. Mood: mellow. Music: Seafood - In this light will you fight me?.

Muh. Nothing much has been going on recently. I’m in a fairly positive mood today, I’m never really depressed, but like all 15 year olds, I get kinda down from time to time. I don’t know, it’d be nice to have a boyfriend and stuff, but if I don’t, it’s not the end of the world, you know? I’ll have ‘em eventually, and besides, where would I get them now? And friends, well besides Paula, all my friends fit more on the aquaintance of the spectrum, but if I’m meant to have lots of other friends, I will. Maybe not now, but someday. And again, where would I find them? Paula is a good friend anyway, and I’d rather have a good friend I can trust than be friendly with some of the vapid ‘popular’ girls at school, who are always stabbing each other in the back and spreading rumours about each other anyway. I don’t think my ‘life’ has really started yet. I’ll just be happy being young for the time being. Everything will come in time. I’ll just be patient and let it play itself out. I don’t hate me anyway. I mean, I’m sure there are lots of things about me I should (and I’m sure people who know me) would like to change, but ah well. I’d rather be me, and get friends like that than be someone I’m not and very unhappy. Oh dear, I’m starting to sound like an Oprah special. I’ll stop. I just… I kind have some sort of sense of clarity or something. It’s nice. :)

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Time: 10:54 pm. Mood: awake.

MARCH Attractive personality - Hmm... I dunno, you'd have to confer with someone who knows me Affectionate - Yeah Shy and reserved - not so much... Secretive - wel, not in a bad way I don't think. I can keep a secret though. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic - actually, that's pretty accurate Loves peace and serenity - yeah, but not always Sensitive to others - I guess.. Loves to serve others - Well, I dunno.... Not easily angered - Not easily, but when I am, you'd know it. Lots of things piss me off though. Trustworthy - Yeah. Probably. Appreciative and returns kindness - yeah Observant and assess others - Actually, definitely. Someone told me I was exactly that a bit earlier. Revengeful - At times... Loves to dream and fantasize - Yes :) Loves traveling - Yes Loves attention - Um, I dunno... I wouldn't say so. no. Not wallflower, but I don't like all the attention either. Hasty decisions in choosing partners - Dunno yet. I'll keep you posted (heh heh, no pun intended) Loves home decors - well, I don't know. I like, you know, furniture, if that's what you mean... Musically talented - I guess. I love music anyhoo. Loves special things - Special how..? In general though, yes Moody - At times I can be. I don't mean to be though.

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Time: 10:20 pm. Mood: good.

“And when the summers gone and the room is cold, when you’re looking at the rain and it just won’t go, remember when the sun was high up above, remember when the days were long and we were in love” *sigh* I want something like that. Summer’s just starting and the room is cold, and the rain constant. And I want the sun to be high and to be in love. But alas. I’m not. And it’s not. And I don’t want to spend my whole summer inside listening to records over and over again. Urgh. I have to stop whinging about that. It really is pissing me off though. Maybe I should take up some kind of craft, like making sculptures out of potato skins, or jewellery out of chicken wire. That might be a good conversation piece, “well, this is my version of the pieta, isn’t it neat?” Technically, my holidays haven’t even started, and I’m already at a loose end. Gah. Enough whinging! Well, o.k maybe a little more, I’m not the kind of girl who needs a guy, but it might be nice to have one. It’d make the summer a lot better, and, well, I’d like to see what it’d be like. I mean, I’m pretty friendly, I suppose I’m not too hideous looking, and I have more than three brain cells (I think). Why don’t I have someone? Well anyhoo, I’ve been thinking about maybe photography as a hobby over the summer. My dad has a pretty good camera and he’d let me use it. Hmm… It’s an idea. What would I take photos of though? Trees and fields? Doesn’t sound riveting… Actually, my dad thinks I should write a book this summer. He thinks I’d make a really good writer someday. Hrm. Now that’s a thinker. Maybe I could write. I’m always having ideas for stuff like that, but I’m never able to actually put it into words on paper. It can be really annoying, to have all these images and characters in my head, and not be able to find a way to write them. I kinda had a moment of ‘clarity’ today. I like them, when you all at once see the big picture so to speak, and… I dunno. It’s hard to explain. Hrm. Well, I'll talk again later.

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Time: 11:20 pm. Mood: awake.

Urgh. Today is so boring. I can see the summer panning out like this… argh. I listened to some music… and I can’t think of a single other thing I did of note today. I need something to do this summer… Anything… If anybody reads this, or happened to stumble upon it while randomly searching lj, (don’t worry, Big Brother has made a name for voyeurism and now you like to read all about other peoples lives without their knowledge, I understand) all suggestions would be welcome. I have a guitar, so I’m going to practice that a lot, but I don’t want to just do that all summer… I wish I lived closer to town. If only just to have somewhere to go every now and then, but it’s too far to walk. And the undertones keep popping up everywhere with ‘here comes the summer’, but it’s here and I’m no warmer (i.e. the weather is still fucking freezing), no more fulfilled (i.e. I’ve come to the conclusion that the last three years and the j.c. didn’t really have any real relevance to me at all, and when I get that slip of paper in september it still won’t mean anything) and I’m still going to be here all summer babysitting my two hellish siblings. Great  Even getting a job would be o.k, because I’d have somewhere to go, and something to do. It just seems kind of a waste of good time, Three months or thereabouts, in which I have one weekend to look forward to, and nothing else to occupy my mind. That’s not healthy. God I’m going to be bored out of my head. Earlier, my mother suggested to me that I spend this summer, reading a book a week, and writing a review on it. Oh dear. And I don’t want to be D.D (no names, she could be a lawyer when she’s older, and if on the offchance she ever finds this, I don’t want to get sued) or anything, (crap music taste, really annoying, grr-ness etc.) but it’d be nice to have something like some of what she has. She goes out places. She has the occasional boyfriend. That might be nice. Hrmph. These are my teenage years. I’m supposed to be out having fun and stuff. I’m not. This bothers me. And my parents are impossible. I’m not trying to be ‘rebellious’ as such or anything, but they refuse to hate any of my stuff. I have a t-shirt that says ‘I hate my life’, do they mind ? no. They like it. I have Foo Fighters screaming ‘fuck’ on c.d? Do they care? No. My dad thinks they’re probably one of the best bands in the world, and my mother is really upset she can’t see them at witnness too. I have a poster of Dave Grohl on a motorbike, a bumper sticker says ‘Jesus is my airbag’, he’s holding a bottle of beer in one hand, giving the camera the finger with the other. It’s on my bedroom wall. Do they hate it? No. They both laugh and think it’s really cool. Grrr. And in every other respect, they’re really, really…. Anal. Gah, I’m just whinging now.. I’ll stop. I’ll talk again soon!

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Time: 11:00 pm.

aw... I don't want to be lovesick... still though, stamps are pretty cool I guess...

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Time: 10:41 pm. Mood: cold.

Ugh. I haven't written in ages. My Junior Cert is nearly over. Just Spanish on tuesday morning, and that's it. And then summer! If only the feckin rain would stop. Hrm. Really there isn't anything to look forward to this summer except witnness. I mean, yay! for witnness, but... I dunno... It'd be nice if there was something else. I don't go out as much as I'd like to, the main reason for which being theres nowhere to go... And... well, I'm 15. I kinda want to get with this 'living' thing and see how it goes... I don't know. Meet someone nice. Go somewhere cool. I mean, I've never had a boyfriend or anything, I don't go to discoes and I can find no one who's into cool music in this shithole town. Well, except Paula of course, but I mean somebody else. We can't be the entire kinda, dare I say it, Generation x populus?? I mean, apart from all the teeny boppers in Kurt Cobain hoodies. He wasn't that great. The Foo Fighters are a million times better. Actually, I put on nevermind the other day... and it made me laugh... It's great, but All Kurts anguish etc. blah blah blah. They wouldn't be so famous if he weren't dead, and he gives me the impression of having been a bit of a wanker. Dave Grohl is so much cooler! :D And July 13!!!! Yay!!! Well. I'm off. I'll write more now it's the holidays, or close anough. Fuck I'm cold. Hrmph. Bye!

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Time: 10:19 pm. Mood: cold.

I WANT: some toast I HAVE: no toast I REGRET: falling down some steps today. Now i have a nasty scrape on my leg. I WISH: The Junior Cert was over, it was summer and QOTSA would get their own drummer. Although it would mean less chances to see dave topless... I LOVE: life? generic, I know, but true none the less I HATE: closeminded people I MISS: lots of things... I FEAR: hmm... winding up alone and going insane I SEE: well, the screen for one I guess I HEAR: a movie about a psycho killer on t.v. I SEARCH: inner wise? For.. I don't know. Who I am? What I want? I don't know... I KNOW: knowledge. and what time no disco will be on. and random things like that. LAST TIME YOU?- SMILED?: today sometime. LAUGHED?: again, earlier today, but I don't remember why. CRIED?: a couple of weeks ago maybe. Not too long.. BOUGHT SOMETHING?: Jeff Buckley - Grace, today! DANCED?: Today, but I don't really dance... WERE SARCASTIC? I don't know. Let me check my sarcasm-o-meter where I store these memories... HUGGED SOMEONE? Paula today just as I went to Maths.. HAD A NIGHTMARE? Not long ago. I blew up some buildings. Although I've been doing that in most of my dreams lately anyway.. LAST THING YOU READ: an ash interview on some website or other LAST MOVIE YOU SAW ON THE BIG SCREEN: probably monsters inc. It's been a while.... LAST PHONE NUMBER YOU CALLED: Paula :) LAST SHOW YOU WATCHED ON TV: Smallville, earlier today. LAST SONG YOU HEARD: A doves song on the radio LAST THING YOU HAD TO DRINK: coke YOU ATE: my dinner (curry) SMOKE?: nope DO DRUGS?: (see above) HAVE SEX?: (again, above) HAVE A CRUSH?: some, yes HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND?: nope HAVE A DREAM THAT KEEPS COMING BACK?: yes. and it's a nightmare type too... Although I don't blow anything up... or at least I haven't yet... REMEMBER YOUR FIRST LOVE?: I haven't really had a 'first love' yet STILL LOVE HIM/HER?: can't really HAVE ANY GAY BISEXUAL OR LESBIAN FRIENDS?: I don't thik I do. Not that I kow about anyway. BELIEVE IN MIRACLES?: yeah, maybe BELIEVE IT'S POSSIBLE TO REMAIN FAITHFUL FOREVER?: yes. It should be anyway... LIKE THE TASTE OF ALCOHOL?: my mother's afraid I'll be a roaring alcoholic. I don't taste it much. BELIEVE IN GOD?: A god, yes. HAVE ANY SECRETS?: of course. HAVE ANY PETS?: yes. GO TO OR PLAN TO GO TO UNIVERSITY?: I plan to. After that's another story... WEAR HATS?: I have but the one, but I like it, so I wear it sometimes HAVE ANY PIERCINGS?: my ears HAVE ANY TATTOOS?: no HAVE A BEST FRIEND?: Yes. Paula :D HAVE ANY BAD HABITS?: yeah. CARE ABOUT LOOKS?: I care about my own, but in other people it doesn't concern me so much. TRUST OTHERS EASILY?: not too easily. I don't set up barbed wire fences around myself either mind. LIKE SARCASM?: yes. but not when I'm the target. TAKE WALKS IN THE RAIN?: I often get caught in the rain, so I suppose yes. SING IN THE SHOWER?: sometimes. HAVE ANY SCARS?: well, one on my tongue, but we don't have to go into that...

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Time: 10:14 pm. Mood: content.

Hello again. Not much has being since last I wrote here. Those stupid asholes at school are being stupid assholes again, but it's not so bad. I mean, I couldn't give a fuck about them, and they don't really bully me or anything. They're just so feckin self righteous and they very obviously talk about me behind my back. I have no 'distinguishing label' or anything, though. I listen to music they've never heard of mostly, but apart from that... I don't dress like a grunger, or a goth or anything. Does that scare some people? oh, I don't know. fuck 'em. If they refuse to like me even if they don't know me, they're not worth it. I know that sounds a bit harsh, but I have my own friends. Do they think not being a member of the ppopular-because-we're-whorey crowd will bother me? pah... well, anyhoo, I'm going to see damien rice on saturday week! hurrah! i got the album today, and am looking forward to listening to it later :) and... the witnness line up is looking really great!!! *is very, very excited* hurrah!! anyhoo, I'd better be off. I'll post again soon. xxx

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Time: 10:19 pm. Mood: awake.

what's your battle cry? | mewing.net | merchandise! hrm.. wouldn't say I'm easily shocked by a long shot... take the antisocial test. and go to mewing.net. because laura's feeling social. huh... I wouldn't necessarily say I was anti-social either. I get on well with people. I like them in general. Damn internet! you are the most likely of the smashing pumpkins to lead a happy, normal life. your innate shyness conceals a wicked sense of humour and a fondness for sweet love songs. which pumpkin are you? he was a good pumpkin. Probably my favourite. I am therefore happy with this one :) Well, I'll post again soon. Really ;) Now Electric Soft Parade and Elvis Costello are going to be on Later!!! Hurrah!! Tom White behind those drums... *sigh* and Idlewild earlier... *sigh* Roddy was so prettiful... *Ahem* anyhoo, night! xxx

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Time: 2:16 pm. Mood: calm.

Hey, sorry I haven’t written in a while. I’ve been kinda busy, and kinda lazy too. Grr… Damn all this studying to hell! And damn the Junior Cert! I actually don’t even mind the exams so much, but my parents are really looking for something wonderful here, and the career guidance lady said I could pull all A’s is I wanted too, and even B’s wouldn’t be too much of a stretch. Argh! That’s kind of pressure-y. I mean, I know Jack about Business, I’m only at all good at biology and…. Ack… forget it. I J.C isn’t the start all and end all anyway. I have no idea of what I want to ‘be’ either. An anarchist? I don’t know. All the ‘standard’ jobs seem really unfullfilling and so.. not me. Then again I don’t really know what is me anyway, so I can’t be sure. Well maybe that’s not entirely true, I’ll put it this way, I know what isn’t me, and that has to do. And then I get all worried I’m going to end up here for the rest of my life, and have no one, and be a lonely, fat whore with lots of gold jewellery and always having some random fat, balding, beer guzzling waster get me off. Maybe I’m being a bit dramatic… I don’t know. I just want to make something of my life, but on my own terms I guess… Oh god, now I’m starting to sound like the caption for a Julia Roberts movie… ‘On her own terms’ – “One womans struggle for independence in a world gone mad” Hee hee… I’ll be in steel magnolias 2 next! Argh.. I’ll post again soon .I was just… a bit disaffected today. And I just didn’t feel… pretty. Eek… now I’m a book on Oprah. Anyhoo, I’ll talk later. xxx

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Time: 10:37 pm. Mood: content.

And well now hello again. Nothing much going on today. That idiot ruth burns at school lived up to my affectionate nickname of “that idiot ruth burns” about her. *sigh* But seriously, the poor future is doomed… And the worst thing is that she’s probably going to start populating earlier than the rest of us. I’d give her a year, max. I don’t mind her so much, but I don’t like her being such a bitch to Paula all the time. Throwing things at her head and stuff… It’s just being a moronic asshole anyway. Even her mum doesn’t like her. Hee hee… No al, be nice. Well anyway, someone on Dave Fanning was talking rubbish tonight, and I got a bit angry and started giving out about it, causing my mum to term me ‘ angry al’. She thought it was really catchy. Hrm. I’m not always angry. Not even usually. Just when people are stupid, but not in a harmless. When people genuinely don’t know they’re stupid and then talk bullshit, that gets to me. O.k, so that sounded more bitter than I meant it to, but really, I’m not mean and horrible! Promise! Ah well… I’ll post again later. Until then… :)

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Time: 9:53 pm. Mood: calm. Music: Foo Fighters - Generator.

Well, today was pretty boring. I stayed at home and studied mostly. I was in enniskilen yesterday, with my family… Least said etc. I did get a desk and a swivelly chair for my room so I could start studying in peace, those swivelly chairs are so cool. I got There is nothing left to lose as well, which was god. Jen has Major attitude problem though, and sometimes she’s just really hard to be around. I mean, I love her and everything, because she’s my sister, but she’s really moody and kinda high-maintenance. Hmm… Mom and Dad had a mild domestic too. They don’t really fight too much, but sometimes they just get ratty with each other. Then I got cross with dad and it wasn’t all his fault and I regretted saying some stuff that I said. Jen is just so loud and, I don’t know, I find her a bit garish or something. I’m not shy or quiet, but I don’t need the constant whistling or singing destiny’s child like ronan keating, or finger tapping… She could be worse though I guess, she could be, like, a linkin park fan. At least she’s a kinda cheerleader type as opposed to a scally. You have to count the little blessings… And then last night, I went to see my granny. She lives close by so I see her most days. God she is so full of shit. She absolutely adores my cousin charlene (named after a character in Dallas, which cives some indication of what my aunt Joy is like. Her real name isn’t actually Joy though. It’s margaret, but my great grandad called her joy because she was such a bundle of hope and joy. Well there was a jinx if ever there was one. What a depressing woman…) So my granny was full of bullshit about charlene and poor wee laura, younger sister to charlene, so called because their dad left and now they have none. For jesus sake, that was 10 years ago, their mother (joy) has a new boyfriend and she seems fairly well adjusted, annoying and spoiled, but o.k all the same. Charlene is awful too… A sample of a conversation we had a few dyas after she was at the robbie williams concert in the point : Me: so how’s everything going in university? Her: O.k Me: Uh huh. So been doing anything? Her: Oh! I was at robbie williams the other night! It was wonderful! He’s such a great performer! I’d have gone the second night if I could have gotten a ticket! Me: Right… Wow, living in Dublin must be great. All those great record shops and stuff. Her: It’s o.k I suppose Me: Yeah, I man mojo music, rhythm records, tower records… Her: Tower records? Isn’t that all that alternative stuff? Me: Um, yeah Her, Oh Alison. I didn’t think you’d be into any of that stuff… Hmm… Actually a lot of people seem surprised when they find out what music I’m into. Ah well… Hurrah for the Breeders!!! I can’t wait until I see them in may! Too bad it’s after Jens confirmation so I can’t wear a Breeders t- shirt to it… She want’s to pick out my outfit anyway, which will not be happening. And Witnness!!!! Fuck Yeah!!!! The tickets go on sale the day of emilys communion, so either I get in very early, or I get paula to get them. If she’s be able to get up that early. Probably not likely… (just kidding hon… ) Foo Fighters!!!! I’m very excited about that one… My dads friend was here the other day. He’s quite young and…. Well… nice. Not into music or reading or anything, but likes a bit of soaps from time to time… He said you’d have to be very stoned to listen to the Foos. Hee hee. I found my dad plying air guitar to Debaser the other day… And my mum has declared Foo Fighters her favourite band. My dad loves them too. They were really upset they couldn’t come to witnness too. Wouldn’t that be fun? All of our parents! Yes… It’s kinda worrying really… Anyway, I gotta go. And I won’t wait so long to post next time ;).

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Time: 10:36 pm. Mood: bouncy.

Which of the Disney Princesses are you? Hurrah! She was always the best... Which annoying B-list celebrity are you? ahem, what??? hrmph...

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Time: 10:20 pm. Mood: chipper.

Howdy, Today my family and myself went ?for a spin?. This entailed me sitting in the back of a car with my sisters and driving through the metropolis that is the west of Ireland for the best part of 6 hours. Urgh?. My dad thought it?d be nice for us all to get out for a day together as that so rarely happens, and my mum jumped at the chance, because, you know, being parents they enjoy things like that. Long drives through rural, twilight zone country. Hrm. Thank God for my discman. I don?t know where I?d be without it. I had lovely Dave Grohl and Tim Wheeler to keep me company. I did get to see Cong, the town where The Quiet Man was filmed. Hurrah? Once again, hrm. And I felt all crisisy and stuff. Urgh? I sort of get caught in the shadow of my youndger sister at times, cause she?s soooo ditsy and stuff!!! Huh. Ah well? I?m sure people know there are lots of good things going for me, right? Yeah. Sure. Hmm? I?d better go now, I?ll post again soon, whether I have something to say or not. Hey, it?s never stopped me before! Until then? farewell.

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Time: 10:01 pm. Mood: content.

Today was fairly uneventful. Minding my siblings can be such a calming, tranquil experience? Hrmph. I did a lot of studying today, which was fun. :| It does kinda take some pressure off. Or at least makes me feel I amn?t really slacking? Which I?m not. Of course. Hmm? Anyhoo, my Aunt forgot to send me a birthday card. She told my mum so? Hrmph. Ordinarily I wouldn?t mind, I mean it?s a bit petty worrying about it anyway, but she remembered Jen and Emily, and for me? nothing. And I was the one babysitting her little brats a couple of weeks ago. They are horrible, nasty, nasty little children. I had to sit at they?re stupid little table and they spent the time spitting things at me, and throwing the odd bit of cutlery at my head. And it was all day? I deserve a medal, least of all a feckin birthday card. And I had terrible songs in my head all day?. Urgh? It started off with Nickelback *shudder* and then Britney Spears of all people. I don?t know which is worse? I mean, Britney is evil, obviously, but then again, she?s harmless enough? But Nickelback? Argh. Like Staind and Linkin Park, their fans will consider them to be a real rock band, and one which is going to overthrow the britney types. Now you see, there lies our problem. Britney poses no threat to the sanctity of the words that are ?Rock and Roll? Nickelback, however do, only in that Like Linkin Park (one of the MOST evil) fans, their fans will consider them to be real music. Hrmph. Maybe I?ll stop before I get a little overly-excited. Actually, on a kinda similar in one way, and yet in another completely different note, I heard one of my sisters, the diva, drama queen, pop princess one (then again, they both are really?) singing a Pixies song today? It was surreal, to say the least. I may be playing them a bit loud? It was like Ronan Keating if his trousers were a bit tight singing Holiday Song. Strange? Hmm? I?ll give it another few days before deciding to get worried? She told me today that ?I look a lot happier as a blond? Now, I like being blond, but I don?t think I?m any more or less happier, and I hope to god I haven?t gone all ditzy?. I doubt it? On yet another note, I got a card from Paula today. It was lovely. :) There were some cuttings from nme in the card, breeders stuff, and a little Ryan Adams thing. Mmmm... Ryan... ice-cream..., now where did I leave that pesky spoon...?) *Ahem* anyhoo, I?ll post again soon. I?m sure I?ll have lots more interesting and exciting things to relate from this buzzing metropolis? ooh! No Disco tomorrow!!! Breeders! *gets excited* well now I hace something to look forward to! Hmm?I think I really need to get out more...

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Time: 12:07 am. Mood: awake.

Time for some nice little insightful space filers... You are Fozzie! Wokka Wokka! You love to make lame jokes. Your sense of humor might be a bit off, but you're a great friend and can always be counted on.. Take the What Muppet Are You? Quiz! Kick ass! I love the muppets... Very cute, very pink, and very feminine. That's you. Find your inner rubber ducky. Hmm.... I guess... What Pattern Are You? first I'm a girly duck, then I'm camoflauge... Huh. Well, the internet never lies... Which John Cusack Are You? hee hee, I love John Cusack! See what Care Bear you are. aww... sorta cuute really... Well now, don't you know a whole lot more about me now! Hmm...

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