Top Ten Hottest Guys

So, here it is. My list of the top ten hottest guys in the world. If you feel that you're a hot guy, don't feel bad that you're not on here because, to be fair, I haven't seen all the guys in the world. But then again, maybe you're not as hot as you thought you were. Anyway, it's really personality that counts with me, but I won't be making a list of the top ten guys with best personalities. Because, you know. It wouldn't be any fun.

10. "Weird Al" Yankovic

What do you mean he's not sexy? You'd better believe he is! Have you ever been to one of his concerts and seen him kick his leg up past his head? That's hotter than hell! And also, he's a vegetarian. Nothing is hotter than that. Plus, he's hilarious.

9. T.R. Knight

That's right, I think George O'Malley is one of the sexiest guys ever. And hecks no, I don't think "McDreamy" is hot at all. In fact, he's bloody obnoxious, and I want to punch him in the face. But George is sweet and wonderful and I just want to cuddle with him. Adorable.

8. Daniel Radcliffe

Yeah, I know it's creepy for me to think he's hot. But he's really seventeen now, so technically. No! NO! Not cool, Holly. Back off. Well, alright. Maybe it's just that he's Harry Potter, and that's what makes him so hot. ...No. No, that's not it. Still, I'd better shut up before I get into a lot of trouble.

7. Jason Wade

Ah, Lifehouse's front-man. Listen to the guy's voice. It's all deep, but it can also get really high... and oh man, sometimes it sort of crackles and you're like, whoa! That was hot. At least, I am.

6. Jonathan Jackson

I spent a good chunk of my childhood planning my wedding to this guy, but he went and got married without me. Crap. Anyhoo, you might remember him from General Hospital, where he was the only one to ever decently portray the character of Lucky Spencer. Mmm... he's one of those sensitevely sexy, God-fearing sorts of hot. Pretty lovely.

5. Adrian Brody

A lot of people don't realize that he's hot. They probably haven't seen his sexy nose, eyes, and that scene in King Kong where he didn't have a shirt on.

4.Ewan McGregor

Oh man, did you see him in Moulin Rouge? He was all like, singing to that hooker, and crying all over the place. It was so hot. His eyes are gorgeous, and he sometimes has a sexy-liscious British accent.

3. Matt.

He's a friend of mine who is hot. He's so hot, he's a lifeguard, even. That's a pretty hot job if you as me. See, look at him. But don't touch him unless you're a man. A man named Jerry, who is his boyfriend.


2. Jerry

My best friend. He's really hot too, especially since he's usually full of hot coffee drinks. And he can sing better than Ewan McGregor, which is the hottest thing one can possibly do. Also, he can act. It's sexy. But don't touch him either unless your name is Matt, and your picture is right above.

1. Johnny Depp

People magazine was close when they said he was the hottest man of the year. But I'm sure what they meant to say was that he's the hottest man ever. Oooh, he can act too. You would know this if you had seen any one of his movies. And just check him out. Even his toe nails are hot. Probably. Captain Jack Sparrow is probably his hottest character yet. Mmm, fencing...

Straight Eye For the Queer Guy

Holly's Headlines or Things Holly Has Learned Recently

• Hugging Jerry is good; colds are gross


• New theatre class not up to students' standards


• Holly is cast as Alice in Lost, a confused character who is basically Holly herself


• Meg and Jerry are cast in Interiors as the dirty psyches of proper people


• Kyle is cast as normal guy Dan in Scuba Lessons


• Columbiaville Mansion will be transformed... (Harold Ziddler style) INTO A THEATRE! Kyle will be in charge of the plays, Jerry will be directing, and all four of us will be acting. Our first show will be Rebecca


• Kyle and Meg move in with Jerry; color is introduced to his apartment


• At Holly's 20th birthday dinner, we discovered that Jerry would marry Holly had he been born straight


• Sarah will be giving birth to Kaitlin Marie any time now

So theatre class is not entirely thrilling this semester. Lori, the only theatre teacher I've ever had, has quit. We all thought Lori was the best thing since sliced bread, even the folks who'd had other theatre teachers. Lori let us use our imaginations and play around with our scripts. I Hate Hamlet was the best experience of my life... and no, it wasn't just the all the physical interaction with Jerry. *Grins* But that was definitely a plus. That play was a challenge. I learned to speak with a German accent for the role, Jerry and I actually had to learn to dance, the boys had to figure out how they should sit while wearing tights... It was incredible, the whole experience. The main thing was that Lori encouraged us to have so much fun with the play. When our work was done, we still wanted to go to J.W.'s and hang out. I had my 2 first kisses there with my fellow theatre students, Chris and a very drunk Jerry (he seems to turn straight when he's drinking, so you'd think I'd approve of his love of alcohol, wouldn't you?).

This semester, our teacher is Amy. She doesn't seem to enjoy our idiotic antics nearly as much as Lori did. And instead of doing one whole play, we'll be doing short little plays that should confuse the audience nicely. She likes yelling at Jerry, Meg & Kyle for swearing, but she's just assigned Jerry and Meg to parts where they say dirty, dirty things that will do a wonderful job of offending my grandparents. Kyle will, of course, be playing the attractive guy who gets the attractive girl. And I've got the part of the confused girl who has no clue what's going on with anything in life. Do you see what's happening here? We're all playing ourselves. There's no challenge here. *Sigh* But I'm sure it'll be sort of entertaining. And hey, what am I complaining about? I got a part. *Smacks self and promply resumes writing entry in usual Happy-Go-Lucky-Holly manner*The fun news is, Meg & Kyle have moved in with Jerry! Last Wednesday, after theatre, Jerry and Meg stayed in the car and were sad about their exes while Kyle and I moved his and Meg's things inside the apartment. It turns out that Straight Boy knows how to decorate, and he really surprised the heck outta me when he put in Savage Garden to work to. Who knew the gay guy would suck at decorating, and the straight guy would be so good at it? Eventually, Meg and Jerry came in and the full-out decorating & consumption of Jerry's awesome vegan tacos began. I've never seen Jerry's apartment look so neat... and so colorful. Meg's big, red Buddha umbrella hangs in the corner above Jerry's beautiful wicker and glass table. Kyle's picture of our cast from The Elvis Monolouges is upstairs in what is now his and Meg's bedroom. Meg & Kyle hung her huge purple tapestry on the upstairs ceiling while I snapped pictures galore. We all got little-kid excited by the end of the night, and I caught this hilarious candid video of Jerry that he's very upset about. We've dubbed the place The Theatre Apartment, and plan to film a sitcom starring the four of us called Creative Differences. T'will be very lovely indeed.

<3, Holly

In Love (Scenes) With a Gay Guy

Theatre is going marvelously. We're now holding practices at Buckham Alley, where the play will be held, and I must say I adore the place. Wednesday we painted the set burgundy and went over the dramatic & romantic scenes. The place is right in the ghetto-- homeless people sneak in and sleep in our dressing room & rats live in the props. But other than that, the place is lovely! *Claps excitedly* My gaspingly romantic scene with Jerry has become even more-so. I was delighted when he decided we should go off on our own and practice our scene repeatedly. Toward the end of the scene, when we're dancing, we (as our characters) say:BARRYMORE: You know, Lillian, there is another question that many ask. A question regarding certain activities and their practice in the next world.LILLIAN: You mean activities of a physical nature.BARRYMORE: Aren't you curious?LILLIAN: Surprise me.Jerry suggested that Barrymore should really surprise Lillian by goin' in for a fervent kiss there. I was very fond of this idea, but Lori wishes for him to spin me into his arms in a hot, tango-like move. *Shrugs* Which is still fine with me, of course. *Runs outside to screech excitedly like a 13-year-old at a Justin Timberlake concert or other such nonsense* I feel that we should dance to "Let's Make a Night (To Remember)" by Bryan Adams, but no. There will be romantic '40s music... possibly a song called "Dream Dancing" by an old fellow named Ray Anthony and his orchestra. *Waves to Grandpa in thanks*

Obviously, I've had a crush on Jerry for a while. Wednesday night, he managed to change that. After theatre, I rode with him to J.W.'s for karaoke. Lovable theatre members Meg and Ben met us there, as did Jerry's pals, Amanda and Kristi. Meg & I were a bit worried that it's a 21 and older bar, but we had no trouble. As soon as I got there, I signed up to sing "Lucky One" by Amy Grant. I immediately regretted this when Jerry and Kristi got up and sang "Come What May" from Moulin Rouge. They we incredible! As loud as the music was, I'm sure my heart could be heard thudding like crazy. Jerry was better than Ewan freaking McGregor. Just look, here's a mini-video I taped of them singing "Come What May". Then DJ man announced, "Now here's Holly with 'Lucky One'!" And there I was. On stage with my braided pig-tails and total lack of singing talent. Afterwards, Meg told me, "You looked so adorably innocent... I loved it, dahling!" A while later, Jerry sang "Your Song" Moulin Rouge-style & I believe that's when I melted into a puddle of a warm butter-like substance on my chair. *Gestures helplessly to link* Just watch the man sing "Your Song". I don't have a crush on Jerry. *Guiltily smacks self on forehead* I'm head over pink tennis shoes in love with the guy! Oh, the warm, endless hugs he gives... Those gorgeous eyes (sometimes pine green with specks of brilliant gold, sometimes the exact opposite). The way he's so sweet, hilarious and irresistibly adorble. His voice... speaking and singing. But then there's also the way he tells me, "I need a boyfriend, Holly," and tirelessly continues his search for his perfect guy, while I've already found mine... and he's gay. Sigh. Oh man, I still can't get over the fact that I stayed out till 3:30 A.M. at a bar with fun people who think it's cute that I dislike the idea of drinking and smoking. I especially heart Meg, with her snazzy faux-fur coats, always amazingly creative displays of eyeshadow on her lids, and adorable way of speaking. She says things like, "I enjoy that coat" and proclaims her undying love for random objects and people at will. *Squeezes her*I must go now, to begin writing a play based on tonight's theatre adventures, which I'll tell you all about in my next entry. Did you all check out the wonderful caricature Zach did of me, on my front page? If not, CHECK IT OUT! *Hugs*

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How Fencing Can Be Hot

I was pretty dang excited at theatre the other night when Jerry asked me to go karaoke-ing with him. I'd always wanted to try karaoke (despite the fact that I completely lack musical talent), but this would have taken place at a bar in an extremely dangerous part of town. So naturally, I called up my best friend and begged her to come with me. Sarah said she'd go with me under two conditions, 1. she could bring Matt and 2. she wouldn't have to sing. None of us minded that this was a gay bar, but what bothered me was the "bar in a dangerous area at 11 P.M." part. Before 11:00 rolled around, I had wussed out, called Jerry and asked him if we could hang out in a non-bar atmosphere in the daytime where I wouldn't be afraid to step outside of my car. *Rolls up into a ball and cowers* Being an extreme wimp sucks sometimes. Jerry and I met up with Sarah and Matt at Pizza Hut Wednesday evening before theatre. Over the course of our pineapple dessert pizza, Sarah and I decided to play "Guess Jerry's Age." She guessed 19 and I guessed 20. "Way off!" he told us. "I'm 30." *Clunk, clunk* went our jaws as they hit the table. He doesn't look or act 30-years-old at all. Whoa. We stayed and talked about everything from Jerry's and my histories in theatre to Sarah & Matt's upcoming baby (Kaitlin Marie, they've decided to name her) to how hellish high school was. Then we went to the mall to get some frozen cappuccinos, and for once in my life, I was actually late to theatre. Dun dun dun! Sarah and Matt thought Jerry was almost as amazingly awesome as I think he is. But not quite, of course. After all, they haven't seen him play John Barrymore yet. And until they see that, they haven't lived.

I realize you're all sick to death of hearing about theatre, so I think I'll talk about it a little more! I seem to have become rather attached to the regal German accent I use when I'm Lillian, so I use it everywhere I go, which greatly annoys Zach. I also have a tendency to buy my character gifts. I bought Lillian this huge "diamond" ring and ritzy faux-fur jacket. Not only do I love playing my part, I love watching everyone else (especially Jerry and Kyle [Barrymore & Andrew]) act. Their fencing scene is brilliantly cool, and I'm sure it's extremely wrong that I find that scene hot. *Grins guiltily* They just keep jumping all over the stage and Jerry's got that deep voice of his that I think is so ridiculously sexy and... sigh. I have a problem, don't I?Mom and Mike are back together for the moment. After staying at my grandparents' house for a few days, Mom went back to work and realized that she really missed Mike. Mom asked me how I felt about the situation. I thought about it and we were both surprised to realize how much I want their marriage to work. They're good together, they just have an awful lot of bumps in their relationship. She went back home that night, but she's laying down some serious rules, and now I'm just hoping everything works out for the best.

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The Dramatic Entry

Sigh. Double sigh. Sigh, sigh, sigh. For the past couple of weeks, I've been coming to theatre and wistfully watching the sweet scenes between Kyle's and Jessie's characters (Andrew and Deirdre), but I've also been teasing them about how they haven't yet added their makeout scenes to their rehearsals. Of course, this is mainly due to the fact that Jessie's boyfriend is furious about her having to kiss Kyle & having Jerry kiss her neck in this play, and Jessie's very distraught about her dude being so mad. But I was totally unaware of this predicament when I was laughing about the total lack of lip-locking between Kyle & Jessie. But Kyle, at least, managed to get his revenge on me last night. Lori finally directed the Lillian/Barrymore scene toward the end of the play that Jerry and I hadn't practiced together yet. Before Lori gave us stage directions, I had no idea that this scene was supposed to be so... "Danielle Steel book" intimate. But it's like... all romantic and intense. Here's how it goes, basically:(The ghost of Barrymore is shocked when Lillian enters and can see him. At first, he doesn't remember her & she's rather extremely irritated by this. But then he remembers... really remembers, and holds his hand out to her. Lillian's still pissed at this "vomanizer" but she takes his hand, and they reminsce about that night when they stole champagne from a party, came back to his apartment, and made love. They passionately embrace and are almost kissing when...)Kyle suddenly decides to imitate porn music. Loudly. Non-acting members of the class decide this is the funniest thing ever. *Is slightly ashamed* I guess I had that coming... When we got back in the swing of things, Jerry had to twirl me into his arms in a stunningly romantic gesture that I managed to ruin, take after take, but actually did it pretty well in the end. But then Jerry and I had to attempt slow-dancing while reading our scripts around each other's necks. *Makes a note to memorize lines ASAP*In other news, I went with Sarah and Matt to the ultrasound last week and am thrilled to announce that they're having a GIRL, they're having a girl! Matt was sort of dissapointed, while Sarah was more tickled than I've ever seen her. I'm so excited, I almost want to get a job, make a few trips to Babies "R" Us and buy 2 years-worth of girlie clothes, teddy bears, and other baby-worthy merchandise. But Sarah has a lot against the color pink, and I don't have time for a job. *Pouts for a bit*

Well, it looks like Mom's marriage to Mike isn't going to last much longer. He's full of promises he can't keep, and she just can't take it anymore. Mom and I stayed at my grandparents' house last night, and Mike keeps calling and... she can't talk to him. It's so heartbreaking to see my mum go through this for a third time. She's the absolute best person in the world, and it's terribly sad that she has to keep going through this crap with guys. To change the subject once again (though not completely), I wish I had a guy in my life. I know it seems like such a weird time to wish for this, what with Mom & Mike's problems, and hearing about boyfriends who are jealous of the other girls kissing guys in our play (nope, it's not just Jessie's boyfriend that's mad). But watching Sarah & Matt and seeing Moulin Rouge-romantic couples everywhere I go, and having this super-close scene with Jerry... really makes me wish I had a guy of my own. And it's scary that I seem to know who the guy is that I want. It hit me tonight when I was watching everyone act out a scene from I Hate Hamlet. Of course, I can never have this guy, what with him being gay and all. Maybe if I could just have a guy that's exactly like him in every single way except that he's not gay. He's so awesome, though... I hardly ever whine about this sort of thing, folks, but I had to get this out. Once again, sigh. When did drama become so... dramatic? Later, everybody.

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Crush Survey

1. What is your crush's name? Tim.

2. Why do you like him? He's hilarious, and a real class act.

3. What color are his eyes? Blue.

4. What about his hair? Red.

5. Nice butt? Um... I don't think I've ever checked out his butt before. I'm not much of a butt chick.

6. How long have you liked him? For the past 6 years.

7. What do you like best about him: his looks or his personality? Personality.

8. If you had to describe him in one word, what would it be? Closetoperfection. <---Look, I made up a word!

9. Have you ever talked to him? Yup.

10. Have you asked him out? *Looks down*. No.

11. Do you have any classes with him? Nope.

12. Does he play any sports? I know he used to play hockey, but I don't know if he plays any right now.

13. Is he hot? I think he's really cute, but I wouldn't use the word hot.

14. Does he have a gf? I'm not entirely sure. Last I heard, he "almost had a girlfriend."

15. Do you daydream about him a lot? Yeah... pretty dang often. Yes, I know I'm pathetic...

16. Have you ever had a dream about him? Tons.

17. Do you flirt with him? I don't believe I've ever flirted with *anyone*.

18. Does he know you like him? Yeah... I cried when I found out he knew.

19. Have you ever bumped into him in the hall "accidentally"? Yes... it was an... "accident"...

20. What is the stupidest thing you've done in front of him? Well, I don't know how stupid it was, but I was really embarrased by it. I was talking to my cat, Tinsel, and I said, "I love you so much, Tinnsie," and Tim was like, "What? Did you just say, 'I love you so much, Timmy?'"

21. What do you think of his friends? Heh, you mean my brother? I think he's awesome.

22. Does he have one of those smiles that make you melt? Absolutely.

23. Have you ever seen him without his shirt on? *Thinks*... I don't *believe* so.

24. What's his best feature? His nose... it's really cute.

25. Is he more of a jock, prep, punk, goth, etc.? Um... I don't think he's any of those. He's just a hilarious, really nice guy.

26. Is he popular? I think he's fairly popular.

27. Why did you fall for him in the first place? Well, I'd known him my whole life; he's always been my brother's best friend. First day summer vacation '96, I was whining about how sad it was that I wasn't going to see my crush, Kyle, for the whole summer. And Tim was like, "Wow, I've never seen anyone so upset about leaving school for the summer. But c'mon, you'll be fine. You don't need the guy." At that moment, the bat of realization hit me over the head.

28. What is the sexiest thing he's ever done? Heh... how 'bout the radio sketch where he was like, "Come on down to my sushi bar and I'll rock your world... BABY!"

29. Tell the truth.... have you ever imagined him naked? To tell ya the truth, no.

30. Do you talk about him all the time? Yes... every day, even though I haven't seen him since last year.

--Holly Rachael :-D

No more hockey team?!

Today was a pretty good day. I went to school and watched Romeo and Juliet and heard students in the other room watching Shrek (lucky jerks), and I ate my white chocolate chunk cookies... but then Mike picked me up from school half an hour late, and I waited in the cold with this girl named Lisa with really good hair. Anyway, Mike said he sold the hockey team to some guy named Joe today!

Apparently, this millionaire guy named Barry was being a dork, and said Mike had to give up the Hurricanes because Mike didn't do all these really stupid things. He said, to own a hockey team, Mike had to "have a cell phone other than his wife's." They can't *make* him have a cell phone! That idiot.

So, no more hockey players for me. I'm so upset about it! I still can't believe the team is *gone*! Just like that. *Sigh*.

But at least this happened: This new student came to my school today (a really hot one, I might add). We'd been watching Romeo and Juliet for the last couple of days, and today, we watched the end. I guess the new guy must have never seen the movie, because when Romeo and Juliet died, he started crying! He seemed really embarrassed about it, especially since the other guys were calling him gay and stuff, but I was like, "Don't worry about it, I cried the first ten times I saw it, too." He talked to me for the rest of the hour, and his favorite bands are Lifehouse and Nickelback! Well, dude, mine too! Rockin'! This guy kicks butt.

Woo hoo! Imood.com added a whole bunch of new faces! Later!

--Holly Rachael :-D

Naked hockey players!

Alright! Mike decided that the hockey players should pose naked (yeah, that Mike...) and cover their... um... areas with their hockey sticks and gloves. Some of the guys didn't do such a good job of covering (good Lord!) so we're going to airbrush the pictures. We're going to make these pictures into posters that say "The Tri-City Hurricanes Are the Best! How Much More Do We Have to Show You?"

Well, without telling Mike or Kurt, or anybody, my mom got doubles of the pictures, and gave the copies to me! I have the best mom in the world! How many parents would do that for their kids?! She is the chick.

Well, it's time for lunch, so I've gotta go before I get locked in the classroom. Later!

--Holly Rachael :-D

A sad, but strangely happy dream...

I've been pretty fed up with people at school. Sometimes, they're so noisy and annoying that I can't even concentrate on my work. Last week, I kept thinking about my old friends from Carman-Ainsworth, and I wished they were there with me. No matter how idiotic some kids acted, they could cheer me up.

In my dream, I was sitting in my math class with a bunch of jerks who kept yelling stupid things at the top of their lungs. I was so upset by them, I took the worksheet I was doing, and crumped it up. I looked at my watch and realized the class was almost over. I willed myself not to cry, but I couldn't help it, and silent tears ran down my face.

I tried my best to block the idiots at my table out, but then I heard the morons at the table behind me. They were tormenting some kid because he never said anything to them. I thought, "Well, duh" because no one in their right mind would talk to these cretins. When I turned around, I saw who they were tormenting... it was my old friend from Carman-Ainsworth, Brendon! The two guys in my school I hate the most were pushing Brendon and smacking him, so I got up and punched them both in the face. *Me*! I never punch *anybody*!

As soon as I got the butt-holes away from Brendon, I saw everybody watching me. I gave them all a lecture about how much better Brendon was than all of them. I said he was going to be somebody simply because he *didn't* hang out with people like them. I told them what a great person Brendon was, and how sweet and helpful he was to everyone. I told them I hated them all, and then I stormed out of the classroom.

When I got outside, I noticed it was lunch time, but I called my mom to come, pick me up from school anyway. As my mom pulled up in the school's parking lot, I saw Brendon walking up to me. He told me thank you for telling those guys where to stick it, and then he hugged me. The hug was really comforting to me, I guess I really miss Brendon I lot more than I thought. I started crying again, and when I pulled away, I saw that Brendon was crying too. Then he told me he loved me, and my mom honked.

As I got into my mom's car and waved goodbye to him, I realized I loved him, too. Then I woke up. I felt really serene, and happy, but I felt sad too. As I got out of bed and looked in the mirror, I saw that I really was crying.

HORRIBLE NEWS!

Yesterday, Zach drove Mom and I to the Hurricanes' game in Saginaw. It was an awesome game; we won! I did everyhting from helping Mom and Laurie (a hockey mom) sell tickets to hanging out with Zach in the music box to sitting with the benched hockey players. After the third period, Zach and I walked across the ice, and I slipped. I was this close to falling! Tim video taped, too! It was awesome.

After making sure the players all had rides home, I went to dinner with Mom, Mike, Kurt and Dupes to Old Country Buffet (uck!). Well, it sucked to have to eat there in the first place, but as I was eating my salad, I was informed that I CAN'T DATE THE HOCKEY PLAYERS! Apparently, the first rule Kurt made as coach of the Hurricanes was, "No dating the owner's, coaches, or other players' immediate family."

HOOOOLY *CRAP*! The awful news sunk into my brain like the nasty corn that was slowly sinking into my mashed potatoes. And I wasn't the only one who was upset. Michelle Shaw, Mike Shaw's sister, was terrified. Just that day, we had been discussing which player we were going to go for. I'm into Reese, Carl and her brother, Mike, while she's into Cory and Reese. Now neither one of us can date *any* of the players! GRRRR!

GAAAAAH! The hockey players are like, the only nice guys in this town, and they're all so hot (except for two of them)! I mean... geez! Man, this is just horrible punishment for something we didn't even do! Somehow, we've got to work our way around this rule!!!!

I'm going to either plot revenge on Kurt or figure out a way to date the hockey players now. See ya!

--Holly Rachael :-/

Serendipity was a cartoon when I was little...

...but now it appears to be a live action movie. Hmm. Well, my dad took me to see it today (after I'd done my dusting, of course), and, as I expected, it absolutely rocked. The screenwriter must be a genius. That stuff is hard to beat. It was really, *really* good! I think I've based my life on the concept of serendipity all my life, or most of it anyway. John Cusak and Kate Bekinsale are such gorgeous people, they looked great together!

Sarah and Zach are a really disfunctional couple. I went out with them earlier, before we took Sarah to work, and they fight... *ALL... THE TIME*! It's incredible. They sounds like an old married couple! I don't think they'd know what to do if they didn't have something to fight about.

I went out to dinner at Mario's with Dad and Zach just now, and had some pizza. It's sort of difficult to explain how we got into it, but Zach and I had a little argument. Toward the end of it, Zach said, "Holly's just a wuss," and my dad was like, "Don't call her that." I asked Zach, "Why would you say that?" and Zach was like, "Because you are." Dad said, "Let's not get into this," and Zach's like, "Dad knows what I'm talking about." Dad wouldn't let him tell me what he meant by that, but I'm kind of hurt by it.

I think I'll be better once I get to the hockey game tomorrow. Tim will be filming the game, *plus* I'll get to see Reese, Crouse and Carl! Woo hoo!

Well... see ya!

--Holly Rachael :-D

If I wasn't a celebrity, would you be so into me?

You know, it's weird. Although I've been staying in a hotel all the while I've been in Bay City, I feel like I'm famous. At the Hurricanes' games, I sit up in the press box. Frequently, I've been eating lunch at the Civic Arena with local big-shots. It feels surreal. It's cool to say, "I'm with the hockey players" and have people shake my hand and actually seem glad to know me. And when girls run after the hockey players, asking for their autographs and/or phone numbers, I'm walking with them, discussing an episode of The Simpsons.

It sort of bothers me when girls glare at me when I hand Jeff Crouse his Pepsi, but what am I gonna do? Lately, I don't even smile at them because, as long as I'm going to be living with Billy Killbreath, they're going to look at me like I'm 'N Sync's hairdresser.

Other than the girls who think I suck, this life with the hockey players rocks. I mean, I'm sharing fries with the guy on the cover of the sports page! It's pretty fun and different for someone who spends her summers online, reading Daria fan fiction, you know? A girl even stopped me in my government class this morning, and said, "Hey, I'm writing an article for the Bay City Times, and I need to ask you a few questions about the Hurricanes."

I think Jeff Crouse is the funniest guy on the team, but he has girls flocking around him *ALL THE TIME*! They don't even leave the guy alone when he goes to the bathroom! Chicks are doing to same thing to Moose Smallman, Matt Wilkens and most of the other players! These guys are loving the attention because, before they were celebrities, some of them never even had a date. The attention the guys are getting reminds me of that song by 'N Sync. "If I wasn't a celebrity... would you be so nice to me?"

Welp... I'm going to go now. Dude, my diary's rockin'! My brother, Zach redid it for Halloween for me! Doesn't he kick arse? Thanks, Z-Bear! Later!

--Holly Rachael ;-D

Ewwwwwwww!

Yesterday, when Mom picked me up from school (half an hour late), she told me we'd be staying in Bay City at the hotel with the hockey players that night and the next. We would be taking Crouse and Shepherd's room, since they were moving in with the families who'll be taking care of them while they're in America.

Well... Mom and I got the room key from Crouse, so we went back to the room and... AAAAH! The room was *TRASHED*! There were beer bottles (hopefully, they're Shepherd's...), chicken bones, sunflower seeds, toenails, chips, donuts, girls' phone numbers, clothes, and everything else you can think of, all over the floor and in the beds! Gross!

I was afraid to touch anything, but Mom couldn't stand the mess, so she started cleaning their junk up. I couldn't believe it when she was done cleaning. The room looked like an entirely different place! We ordered some more sheets, and as much as I wanted to sleep in Crouse's bed, I didn't know which one had been his, and I definitely *didn't* want to sleep in Shepherd's bed.

Guess what Kurt did?! He told the entire hockey team that I like Crouse! ARGH! Last night, when we were at the rink, the guys got hungry, so we took their orders, ran to Subway, and got back with their $50 subs. I gave Crouse his sub and Pepsi, and said, "Okay, Crouse, trade-off. Here's your pop, I'll take your room key." So Kurt, Wilkens, Dupes and Shannon all went, "Oh-ho-*HO*! Holly wants Crouse's room key!" Those dorks.

So I was a little embarrassed, and pretty mad at Kurt. Well, I'm gonna pack up my stuff 'cause I'm going out to lunch at Taco Bell in a minute. Later.

--Holly Rachael :-D

BRITTANY: Jane, your picture's full of bloody people! That's not a still life!
JANE: Sure it is. The blood's the reason they're so still.

Hockey, hockey and more hockey!!!!

Saturday was the first game of the season for the Tri-City Hurricane's and I was really nervous for them. Mom and I stood outside for about an hour and a half before the game, to collect money from people who were parking. One guy got really mad and yelled at me! He was like, "I can't *believe* you f*cking as*holes, making us pay for parking! I'm just gonna leave! It's not worth it!" and then he sped off. But dude! They were only charging $2 to park! That guy was so cheap! And it wasn't even my fault he had to pay for parking. That scared the crap outta me!

The game *rocked*! They played the Detroit Lightening, and we kicked their arses! I went up in the press box to watch the game. My favorite player, Jeff Crouse, did *soooo* good! At face off, he had the puck, and skated like heck to the goal until he scored! He so totally rocked! And Billy, my step-brother, played good too. But Crouse... whew. When he scored that goal, I was like, "CROUSE! CROUSE! WOOOOOOOO! CROUSE RUUUUULES!" Everybody looked up at the press box like, "Dude. Will somebody shoot that chick with a tranquilizer?"

I was really, really proud of all of my guys, though. Then, on Sunday afternoon, they played again, and they lost, but they did play really awesome. The other team didn't slaughter them, either.

The Hurricanes made the front page of the Bay City Times, too! Kurt's picture is on here, and he's all smiling, with his missing teeth and everything. It's really funny. I'm soooo proud!

CROUSE ROCKS!

--Holly Rachael :-D

Good Ol' Reliable Bobby

Yesterday, Zach and I went to my mom's, and we brought Sarah and Bobby along. I was so glad to see Bobby! Sarah had teased me all week because this one survey asked the question, "Who do you miss most?" and I put Bobby, because he hasn't been over to my house in at least two months, and he used to come over every other day. I don't know why, but whenever I *mention* a guy, Sarah thinks that I must have fallen madly in love with them! Right after I put Bobby down as my answer on that survey, he broke up with Tracey! So, then Sarah was all, "Well, you *must* go out with him *now*!"

So, last night, I thought I'd make Sarah shut up about the whole thing. When we picked Bobby up, I went, "YAY! BOBBY'S BACK!" I kept sitting on the couch by him and going, "I love you, Bobby!" and announcing, "It's time to hug Bobby! Awwwwwww!" I kept calling him "Beautiful Bobby," too.

When it was time for bed, though, Sarah still spoke about my needing to hook up with Bobby. *Sigh*. I've tried telling the truth, saying, "I would never go out with Bobby." I've tried telling her I like guys that I don't! SHE STILL THINKS I'M INTO BOBBY! GOOD... *GOD*! WHAT IN THE NAME OF PEPPERIDGE FARM STUFFING AM I GOING TO DO TO MAKE SARAH SHUT UP ABOUT THIS?! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!

If Sarah doesn't cause me to have a stroke, I'll be back. See ya.

--Loyal Daria Freak,
Holly the "Holy" Zintel ():-)

No More Amour!

Ugh! I'm *so* sick of seeing couples everywhere I go! And why must I always put up with them in my own home?!

Zach (my brother) and Sarah (my best friend) are like... glued to each other. If I happen to be sitting on the love seat, Zach says, "Hey, Holly, how 'bout moving so Sarah can sit here with me?" I know Sarah tries to include me in the fun they're having, but it actually makes me very lonely to look at them.

Bobby (my brother's best friend) and Tracey (Bobby's girlfriend) are always double-dating with Sarah and Zach, and Sarah gets mad and complains to me that she thinks Tracey is hitting on Zach all the time because Zach used to date Tracey. Sarah says she feels left out. Guess what? I know the feeling...

My mom divorced my dad when I was thirteen, because my dad didn't like her talking to men online, and my mom didn't like him gambling. Well, recently, my dad hooked up with a *much* younger (we're talkin' 20 years difference here) girlfriend named Karen. He's been spending almost all of his free time with her. My mom married a guy named Chuck last year, and divorced him this year because he was a jerk to me. But almost immediately after Mom filed for a divorce from Chuck, she started going to this Matchmaker site online, and going out with the guys she meets on there every day she has off of work. That really depresses me because I'm supposed to come over on her days off to spend time with her, but she's usually out with these guys.

So, my point is... I'm *so* lonely! Just glancing at couples makes me want to cry. A few weeks ago, I asked Sarah if she thought I'd be one of those middle-aged people with graying hair, still without a boyfriend. She told me I need to lower my standards, and that's the only way I'll ever get a boyfriend. But you know what? If I have to lower my standards, I'm not sure any guy is worth it... All I ask is, the guy doesn't drink, smoke, do drugs, or hunt. Is that so much to ask?!