Het AND Slash... Together at Last- in Quiz Form!

Holy crap- it's all true! Wow, this quizmaster is good...

And now I'm off to read fanfic of each (although I really do prefer Lupin with Tonks... but if Lupin was under suspicion, I would totally want him with Sirius... uh, not that that'll happen now anyway)! <3, Holly

Improvisational Humping and Daria Is Neat

Name: Holly
Nicknames: Wanda
Age: 19
Height: 5' 7"
Hair Color: Brown with some fabulously fake blonde highlights
Eye Color: Blue-ish green
Born in: Flint.
Education: Edjamawha? Oh right, my schoolin'. High school ran into my sleeping schedule, so it was pushed aside and replaced by a G. (good) E. (enough) D. (diploma). And now there's college, and I make my own schedule now, so my classes are in the PM nowadays.
Fav. Hobbies: Teaching my dog to talk (she's up to three words and no, they're not "bark, woof and arf"!), reading nerd stories (fan fiction), and acting (like a dork).
Fav. Singers, Groups & Musicians: Amy Grant, Lifehouse, "Weird Al" Yankovic and Michael W. Smith. And Evanescence is fairly awesome as well.
Fav. Movie: The HPs and Orange County, Moulin Rouge.
Fav. Books: The Harry Potter series, courtesy o' J.K. Rowling, the Kissed By An Angel series by Elizabeth Chandler and This Lullabye by Sarah Dessen.
Fav. Animal: Kitties, dogs, horses, they're all good.
Favourite Place you'd want to Visit: Besides Vegas for the 40th time? How 'bout Platform 9 & 3/4? *Grins nerdily*
Fav. Color: Tickle Me Pink (for you weirdos who weren't brought up with Crayola, light pink).
Fav. School Subjects: Theatre an' English.
If you were a character on the Cast of Friends, who would you be?: The guest character who doesn't like any of the normal characters, and brings her friends Daria and Johnny Bravo to make the show better.
If you were a Flower, you would be a...: Holly plant. I'm poisonous yet festive!
If you were a tree, you would be a...: Peach tree. Mmm, peaches...

As pertains to Harry Potter:
House: Gryffindor. I used to think I'd be in Hufflepuff since I tend to be all optimistic and I tend to be a bit of a doormat, but I don't like doing work like the 'puffs and folks tell me you've got to be brave to be a theatre major.
Favorite Book: Good ol' book 3, Prisoner of Azkaban.
Favorite Character(s): Hermione Granger. That kid's great, sticking up for the House Elves and always looking out for her kiddos, Harry and Ron. *Fondly ruffles her hair, making it a bit bushier*
Wand: 12", Holly (*grins*) and Veela hair, springy, good for Charms.
Pet: (Pets, actually) Chyna the Talking Dog, Daria the Escape Artist Cat and Amy "Scratch Attack" Cat.
Hi kids! What's new? What's new with me is that school has started, which, of course, means that theatre has started! *Bursts into relieved tears* Oh-ho, I'm so freaking glad! *Sputters and sobs* Do you have any idea how much I've missed that class? To me, the word theatre is synonymous with the term complete and utter happiness. The good news is that Leah and Kyle (theatre just wouldn't be theatre without them), Nick, Shawna, Sudie and Monica (from 1st semester) have all returned! The bad news is that Don, the dude who gets my vote for Hottest Theatre Kid and everyone's vote for Most Likely to Win an Acadamy Award, has graduated. *Goes pale* I'm just sick about it. Plus, we lost a ton of other fun actors... like, 12. So that sucks. We haven't done a whole heck of a lot yet, but we did some pantomiming which consisted of the whole class losing their friends' dog, and ruining folks' hair colors. We also got to play my all-time favorite theatre game, Bus Stop, where you must get the person "waiting for the bus" out of their seat by doing some quick-thinking improv. I got a new guy, Justin, out of his seat by walking up and saying, "BEEP BEEP! I'm the bus, get in!" but then stealing his seat when he got up and exclaiming, "Ha ha! I'm not a bus, I'm just a person who wanted your seat!" Then Kyle decided to get me out of my seat by walking up to me and pretending to hump me. After about 5 seconds of this, I looked at my watch and asked him when the bus would arrive, but he pointed out that, has this happened in real life, I would have been long gone. I had to agree, and admitted defeat. *Hangs head*
I recently decided to re-read some of the Daria fan fiction I used to read obsessively a few years ago, and realized that I can't just abandon this awesome stuff just because I now read Harry Potter fan fic. That would just be wrong, as this stuff is great, and I'd forgotten just how great it is. I used to bloody love the show Daria, but it was the fan fic I was REALLY addicted to... specifically a cluster of Daria fan fiction written by a writing goddess who called herself Invisigoth Gypsy. The fics always managed to cheer me up and make my day a zillion times brighter, and I think you should all read her stuff if you ever get the chance. The whole series is focused around Daria and Trent, and how they were both too scared to admit they liked each other, so it was extremely cute, and it's one of my favorite sources of entertainment. Plus, there was no Tom (the boyfriend Daria eventually had)! Hurray for Trent and not for Tom. Now, move toward the link... that's it, closer... closer... The IVG Shipper Continuum

<3, Holly :-D

Hired and Fired

Highlights of the past few weeks of Holly's life:

*My brief employment at Ziggy's Ice Cream
*Having my open house at church
*The purchase of the new Harry Potter book
*Attending Sarah's open house
*Grandma Z.'s 3-way bypass

*Glances nervously at date of last diary update* Holy guacamole, has it really been that long? Well, I s'pose I'd best get 'round to updating then, hadn't I? Let's see, where shall I begin? I guess I'll start with Ziggy's...
I'd been wanting to work at an ice cream place for quite a while, so when my aunt Barb got me an interview with a friend of hers who just happens to be the owner of Ziggy's Ice Cream, I jumped at the chance. I got the job immediately, and started working, but only for a couple of hours a day, while I was in training. I practiced swirling soft serve ice cream into cones (they all tilted unsteadily to the side), mixed up various kids of flurries (I always seemed to punch a hole in the bottom of the cup), and got zapped horribly on the blended fruit machine. Customers yelled at me, my co-workers snapped at me, and I went home crying more than once. I can't say that I wasn't surprised when my boss called me and told me I was just too slow for that kind of job. And so, I am, once again, unemployed. *Sigh*
Two Saturdays ago was my open house, which turned out peachily, thanks to my awesome mom and grandparents. We had lots of fun decorating the church with colorful Japenese lanterns, picture-laden poster boards, and Mom's beautiful giant paper flowers (I "entertained" my mom by continually singing "Paaaaaper flowers!", a lovely part of Evanescence's song, "Imaginary"). I created my only real decorative contribution: a concoction of pastel jelly beans in champagne glasses. *Beams proudly* I stole that idea from a magazine! *Nods happily* The open house that followed the decorating party was quite wonderful as well, as I played my Open House Mix CDs and greeted lots of folks, some of whom I never thought I'd see in the same room together *COUGHmyparentsCOUGH*.
In honor of the release of the new book, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, I purchased a new outfit, including a blue tank top that Harry and Hermione have been ironed onto. I sat up all night reading the last few chapters of the Goblet of Fire so the ending would be fresh in my mind the next day. As an open house present, Mom had reserved me a copy of the book, so at 7:30 the next morning, I drove my poor tired Mom to Target to get the book. When I spotted it on an end cap, I squealed and ran to the cash register where a Daria-type rang up my book, eyeing my Harry/Hermione shirt and huge grin with obvious distaste. The book was wonderful, although I admit to hysterical crying toward the end... and that's after peeking ahead!
My grandma Z. went into the hospital for a 3-way-bypass this past Friday. My dad, grandpa, aunt Barb, and cousin Lindsay were all with her right before she went into surgery, so I think that put her mind at ease about it, a bit. As soon as they'd wheeled Grandma away, Lindsay broke into sobs, just like she does every New Year's Eve when Grandma and Grandpa leave for their winter Florida trip. We stayed in the Family Waiting Area where a loud, huge, annoying family took up nearly the whole room before a nurse came in to tell us that Grandma was going to be okay. And she should be home tomorrow! Hoo-ray!
--Holly :-D

The Trouble With Wanda's Visit

1. Current Clothes: Black tank top that says "DIVA" in glittering letters with an orange button-down shirt over it, jeans, pink & red "X O X O" toe socks and flip-flops. It's my Wanda wear, except I'll have some bright pink capris instead of my jeans for the play...
2. Current Mood: Worried and annoyingly forgetful.
3. Current Music: "If You're Not the One"--Daniel Bedinfield. *Sighs wistfully* These are some good lyrics.
4. Current Taste: Grapes.
5. Current Hair: All ratted up and thrown up into a glittery, dissarayed mess. It's the Wanda do.
6. Current Smell: Cancun perfume.
7. Current thing I ought to be doing: Going over my lines repeatedly until there's no possible chance they can get out of my head.
8. Current Desktop Picture: A homemade mass of Harry/Hermione pictures.
9. Current CD in CD Player: "Holly's Car Tunes."
10. Current dvd in dvd player: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
11. Current Color Of Toenails: Irridescent blue & purple.
12. Current Refreshment: Vanilla soy milk.
13. Current Worry: *Through gritted teeth* Must get lines memorized... but... can't. *Seethes*

I can't believe this. I went through my play, Wanda's Visit, approximately 5 million times before I went to theatre tonight. When I got there, I watched the incredibly hilarious play that Don stars in, Actor's Nightmare. In the play, Don's character, George, is an accountant who mistakenly wanders onto the set of four different plays, and all the actors think he's the main character of every play. He, of course, doesn't know any lines, but he has to make them up throughout all four plays while the other actors get more and more impatient with him, the poor guy. When everyone finished with Actor's Nightmare, it was time for Wanda's Visit. Nick, Shawna and I got on stage and started going through the play... but I kept either forgetting my lines, or getting them all mixed up. And it didn't help that Lori stopped me every two seconds to inform me that I wasn't hanging all over Nick nearly enough. I called "Line!" so many times that I felt like Don's character. *Groans in frustration*
I wished Leah were there. She wasn't there yesterday either, so Kyle called Leah on her cell. Kyle told us exactly how the conversation went:
Kyle: Leah, where are you?
Leah: (raspy-voiced) ...Who the hell is this?
Kyle: (sarcastic) I'm your stalker, geez. It's Kyle! Jason's freaking out because you're the only other person in his play, so he has nothing to do but complain.
Leah: I have bronchitis! Tell Jason to stop being so gay and blow one!
Kyle: I'll tell him your exact words.
Leah: Good!
Even when she's sick, she's hilariously honest! Oh, that Leah... I know she couldn't be, but I really wished she were there. I always do good when Leah's there because she cheers me on and gives me confidence. *Sigh* Hopefully, she'll be better by next week. It's a lot funnier when she's offensive to Jason's face.

I know everyone's sick of hearing about the fan fiction *cough* SMUT *cough* I read, but... you've just got to see this one! In T.G.I.F. by babygrrl, Harry's got a date at a nightclub with Chrissy, a young, giggly witch with extremely big... eyes. But would he rather go home with Chrissy, or that liberated witch in the hot red dress? Guess who that might be? Hermione? Dun dun dun! This story is hot. babygrrl should get paid millions of Galleons every time she does one of these little masterpieces. *Nods fervently*
Yesterday, I was at the Olive Garden with Mom and her friend, Julie. We had a lovely dinner, but when I got to my car, I couldn't find my keys anywhere. Mom and Julie had already driven off, so I went back inside to search for my keys in the restaurant. They weren't there. I tried to call my mom, but the volume on her cell phone was turned all the way down. Finally, she called my cell and asked where the heck I was. She came back to get me and take me to theatre, and that's when she noticed my keys in the ignition of my car... but the car was locked. *Rolls eyes* I couldn't believe it. So at 10 P.M., when theatre got out, Zach came into class with an extra pair of keys and three friends. Lori was all mad that I had all those extra people there, distracting the actors, but what could I do? I feel so irresponsible this week. *Sighs*
Love you kids!
--Holly 8-X

I'm Over Here, Under This Pile of Fan Fiction

Um... yeah, I've been neglecting my diary for way too long, folks. I mean, sure, it deserved it, after treating me the way it's been, not letting me post or leave notes. But I don't know how long it's been working... or even if it is now... *crosses fingers and knocks on wood, waking up everyone in the household* The good people over at portkey.org & restrictedsecion.org (grr baby, very grr!) have been keeping me in constant supply of unbelievably brilliant fan fic. I seem to be addicted to Harry/Hermione smut. Oh, but who could read The Red Dress by Libbie without saying something along the lines of "Absolutely!" and reading it repeatedly?

So, I have been licensed to wreak havoc on the pot-hole-filled streets of Michigan for almost two weeks now! My dad kind of forced me to take my freaking driving test before my family members/chauffeurs all teamed up to beat the crap out of me. I was a tad nervous during my driver's test, and I think I screwed up on something about 5 times due to my anxiety, but I guess the Test-Givin' Chick took pity on me & passed me anyway. *Holds up license proudly, grinning* I look like my face is coated in grease in this picture! *Continues nodding & smiling greasefully* My car is all Holly-ed out. It has Powerpuff Girls floormats (courtesy of Zach), a Ralph Wiggum antenna topper (courtesy of Zach), a rockin', arse-kickin' CD player (courtesy of Dad), and a few layers of dog hair on the seats (courtesy of Chyna).
Theatre has been hecticly hilarious, as has always been the case with the class that I adore way more than any class should be adored. Jason the Hawaiian shirt-wearing weirdo has gotten himself a girlfriend, Leah & Kyle still have crushes on each other and don't know it, Don continues to hold his title of Hottest, Sweetest, Most Talented Guy With a Girlfriend Holly Has Ever Met, and Nick, Shawna & I are trying our darndest to get our freaking lines memorized.


Monica and Larry putting stage makeup on Don... as if he isn't hot enough already
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets is out on DVD today, and I've so totally had fun pausing it on the Harry/Hermione hand-caressing in the Hospital Wing scene!

1. IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? Built onto the side of one of my favorite Las Vegas casinos like the Mirage, the Rio, or the Luxor. Or hey, maybe the Excalibur so I could feel like I was living at Hogwarts!
2. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? My orange Lucy and Snoopy--"Happiness is a Warm Puppy" T-shirt. *Hugs own doggie, Chyna* It's so true!
3. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX? Eyes... although lips are a close second.
4. WHAT'S THE LAST CD/DVD THAT YOU BOUGHT? Chicago soundtrack/Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
5. WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? Shopping in Vegas and taking a spin on all my favorite rides at Disney World (the teacups & the Kali Rapids), Universal Studios and Cedar Point.
6. WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE? My old high schools.
7. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED? Shoulders and neck, aw yeah!
8. WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT, STRONG MIND OR STRONG BODY? Strong mind, o' course... but the latter probably couldn't hurt.
9. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING? Think, "It's only morning? Okay, I'm going back to sleep." *Insert loud snores here*
10. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE? The 'fridge, all the way!
11. WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY? Animal cruety, because my furry friends (and reptilian) can't speak up for themselves.
12. IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? That living bass guitar from my favorite Harry Potter fan fiction, "Blush" by Granger.
13. FAVORITE COLORS? Tickle Me Pink and Jungle Green.
14. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? How 'bout an adorable little VW Bug, eh?
15. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? Indeed. There'll be lots of decorative sugar cookies, fluffy blankets and neat shoes. *Nods wistfully*
16. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by the talented Joanne Kathleen Rowling, even though it doesn't really seem like a children's book to me. So, that being said, I'm extrememly fond of The Lorax by good ol' Dr. Suess.
17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?Winter.
18. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE? Vacuuming.
19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? The ability to Apparate. You know, be in one place, and then suddenly be in another. That'd be swell as all getout.
20. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? I don't, but I do have this scar that's shaped like a division sign on my neck. *Points* See? It gives the impression that I like math, though, so that's not fun.
21. CAN YOU JUGGLE? I highly doubt it. *Attempts to juggle with the phone, a waterbottle and a library book on Abraham Lincoln, resulting in a broken phone* Nope, I can't.
22. WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME AND TALK TO? Jesus. That's be neat-o.
23. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY? Why, it's Christmas Day!
24. WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? I... don't know, I'll have to check that out later.
25. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? Neither, thanks, I'm a veggie kid. Well, actually, I'm a starch kid.
Holly :-D

Try Pie, Try

'Ey folks! I-- *pauses to cough, hack and blow nose* --I've had a cold for the last four days... which means, I had the cold Friday, on my birthday. Ugh. Somehow, though, I still managed to have a decent B-day. Zach made me a hilarious birthday card that only cool people would get, seeing as only uncool people don't watch the internet cartoon, Weebl and Bob *Nods enthusiastically, pointing at link*

Oh yes, and Z also got me some Powerpuff Girls floormats for my car! Eeeee! *Momentarily contains glee in tupperware bowl* After I recieved my gift from Z-bear, he, Tracey and I went to meet Dad at Ruggero's for my Birthday Pizza Special and some sort of delectable cookie die pie. *Drools* Mmmm, pie...
Tracey got me a book that I immediately became addicted to called If Only It Were True by Marc Levy. It's about Lauren, a girl who's been in an irreversable coma for six months, yet the "ghost" of her (even though she's not dead) can hang out at her old appartment with the guy who lives there now. Arthur, the dude who lives there, is the only person who can hear, see and feel Lauren. He falls in love with this "ghost" of a girl whom he's never really met, but he's got to talk her doctors and mother out of taking Lauren off life support, or the "ghost" Lauren he's in love with can no longer be with him. *Sniffs, not from the cold* It's awesome, everyone must read it immediately!
Guess what else I found to read? This series of amazingly hilarious, sweet, tear-jerker, edge-of-your-computer-seat Harry/Hermione fics! They're called The Hermione Stories by Mena Baines, and I highly reccomend them to everyone! Oooh, especially "Hermione and the Muggles"... but you do have to read the whole series!
Oh dude, I forgot to mention, my dad gave me a bunch of candy and a card saying he's going to take me to pick out my car stereo as soon as I get my license! Woo hoo! Anyway, Saturday, Zach, Dad and I went to the Olive Garden with my Aunt Barb, Unlce Don, cousin Lindsay and Lindsay's boyfriend, Trevor. The evening started out very grumpily, as it was a freezing day, the Olive Garden was packed so full that we had an hour wait ahead of us, and my cousin, Jenny, was on a ski trip with her boyfriend. However, once everyone had eaten and Dad, Zach and Trevor had told plenty of dirty jokes, the evening turned out to be a lot of fun. I ordered some tirimisu, and everyone thought I was an attention hog, since I told the waitress it was my birthday. The waitress yelled, "HEY, EVERYBODY! IT'S HOLLY'S 19TH BIRTHDAY! LET'S ALL SING TO HER!" and then the entire restaurant sang to me! I thought it was jolly good fun, but my family just looked at me like an alien had recently crawled out of my stomach. *Shrugs* Oh well.
Say, guess what? In theatre practice Wednesday, Lori informed us that we'll be doing 4 small plays for our performance this semester! In my play, Wanda's Visit, I play Wana, a derranged yet hilarious nutcase who's a little too vocal about her genital herpes, and Nick & Shawna play Jim & Marsha, the poor couple with whom Wanda will be staying with. *Grins and gives a thumbs-up*
--Holly :-D

Ask Holly

*Looks up from delightful new book* Oh, hello! Guess what I did yesterday? I went to Border's with Zach and Tracey, intending to buy a book that did not have "Harry Potter" in the title. I failed this task miserably, as I immediately spotted a book that's roughly the size of Hogwarts, a History called, Wizarding World Press' Ultimate Unofficial Guide to the Mysteries of Harry Potter (Analysis of Books 1-4) by Galadriel Waters and assisted by Professor Astre Withrandir. I'm sure I looked like a dork, gasping and doing a double-take of the book, then picking it up and exclaiming happily over it to Zach, but I didn't care. I bought the book with my birthday check from the grandparents Z., and started reading it the second I got home. It's awesome! These folks completely analyze every last aspect of the 4 HP books, and they even predict what will happen in the 5th book! It's wonderful, and I highly reccomend it to all you other "HP Sleuths" (as the books calls us) out there!




*Beams, admiring new car decoration* Anyway, I wrote this entry yesterday, then somehow deleted it, and so I'm going to give it another try. I seem to get asked the same 3 questions very often, so I thought I'd answer them here, on my diary. *Cracks knuckles in preparation* Here we go...
1. Say, Holly, why do you love Harry Potter so freaking much? Well kids, J.K. Rowling is, without a doubt, the best writer of her time, and I don't think anyone could so much as skim through her books without becomming completely immersed in them. The exciting and, more often than not, dangerous escapades of Harry and his friends, Hermione and Ron, are so awe-inspiring that I pity the fool who doesn't love the Harry Potter books.
2. How come you're a vegetarian? When I was 7 years old, my mom became a vegetarian because she's very health-conscious, plus she was becomming aware of the horrible abuse animals are put through before they're put to death and molded into sausage patties. When I learned what was going on in those slaughter houses, I proclaimed that I could no longer eat anything that once had a face, either. However, I haven't been very good about the health thing... I still eat a ridiculous amount of carbs.
3. O...kay, why is it that most of the TV shows and movies you watch are animated? I mean, aren't cartoons for kids? Nope! In fact, cartoons such as Daria, The Simpsons, Clone High and all the shows on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim are intended for adults. But that doesn't mean I don't like cartoons like The Little Mermaid, Anastasia and The Prince of Egypt too. *Shrugs* They're good, clean fun, and I don't know why some folks seem to think that those movies are childish.
Allllllrighty, time to get back to my new book! *Hugs for all*
--Holly :-D
P.S. Woo hoo, FOD is working right again!

Fun With Talking Inanimate Objects

Goodmorrow, kind sirs and gentle ladies! 'Tis Valentine's Day, and I've nothing better to do than sit on the computer and read Harry/Hermione fan fiction. Although I feel a little like those Star Wars nerds, I must admit that I've thoroughly enjoyed my fan fic-packed day. Just look at this exerpt from MsScribe's "Hush":
"Harry awakens to the sound of something jumping around on the floor. Thud... bonk. "Crookshanks?" he whispers, sitting up to look for the cat he and Ron had adopted ever since Hermione's disappearance. She needs me, don't you understand? There is no time for sleep. I can't imagine what she's doing without me-- Something clinks, and then scuffs up against his bedpost. He reaches for his glasses, blinking twice as he sees Hogwarts, a History, the book he had asked the Grangers if he could keep. It wiggles and falls flat again. We need to go to her. I've waited so long-- "Do you know where Hermione is?" Then the book trembles and its pages open to the section on the forbidden forest. She has been collected.
Muahahahahaha! Oh, do I love this stuff! See, the deal is that this "Collector" guy (well, "Collector" thing) has added Hermione to his collection at his house in the Forbidden Forest. He took her voice away, but now she can have conversations with inanimate objects without moving her lips. Everything can suddenly talk... except for her! *Evil laughter continues, but is cut off when the computer monitor clears its throat pointedly* I'm such a dork.

Mom made some Valentine's brownies for me to take to theatre Wednesday like the sweetheart she is, and everyone enjoyed them muchly... especially Leah, who spent most of the night eating the majority of them. *Grins* You'd never know a girl with a waist that tiny would have such a huge appetite! Of course, she's usually seen with plenty of Metabolife. The class was a blast, as usual. Don and Karen were hilarious as they played a married couple fighting over Don's winning lottery ticket, Shawna and Jennifer was hysterical when they played sisters bickering about whose waistline was smaller, Nick and Jason were awesome as roomates fighting over the volume of Jason's stereo while Nick was trying to watch The Cosby Show, and Leah and Kyle were highly amusing when Kyle came back from vacation to discover that Leah had let all his prized tropical fish die. However, it was awfully sad to find out that Larry could no longer afford theatre practice, and had to drop the class. *Cries and curses Farmer Jack for not paying him enough*
GUESS WHAT, FOLKS? Zach and I worked very hard for 3 days to put together the new song that's on the main page of my diary, called "Holly's Variety-licious Mix"! So, if you have some time, please listen to the song! *Hugs*
--Holly :-D

Honk If Your Keyboard Has a Horn

*Honks keyboad, giggling like mad* ALRIGHT! Everything's comin' out Holly! Dude, Zach got a Dell, so he's never going to bug me about how I'm hogging the computer in the living room again, I'm passing all of my classes with flying colors, my birthday's coming up on Feb. 28th, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix will be out in June, and I have plenty of hilarious internet bumper stickers to amuse me until then!

Theatre practice was wildly amusing to me this past Wednesday, as is usually the case. We had to do pantomiming with a partner. My partner, April, and I sucked at this, but some people were hilarious! Don, who never fails to crack me up (and swoon while we're on the subject of him), "posed nude" while his parner, Shawna "painted" him, Kyle and Jennifer "performed" open-heart surgery on a conscious patient, and Leah "killed" her poor "husband", Steve. Our next project was to interview a partner (mine was Frankie) and then act out the surveys we gave each other for the class. For my survey, I played a hooker who was being interrogated by a cop (Frankie). When he asked me, "Where would you most like to go in the world?" I replied, in a Brooklyn accent, "Besides a cheap motel with you, sweet cheeks? Vegas, baby!" It was bloody brilliant fun.
I finally got my arse around to taking the written potion of my driving test last week, and I passed! So I shall be taking the driving potion of that test in 30 days, and then I'm going to see if I can talk my dad into letting me paint my car pink, although I highly doubt this will happen. I was watching this little 5 minute special on MTV a while ago, and the guy hosting the show kindly gave me the instructions on how to create my own seat-covers for my car. I shall print out some iron-on transfer Harry Potter pics, iron those suckahs onto pillow cases, then place the pillow cases over the seats in my car. Then the Harry Potter mobile shall be born at last! Muahahahaha!
*Evil laughter dies down* Speaking of MTV, they sure do have a gnarley new cartoon, don't they? They've got this show, Clone High, where these teenage clones of famous historical figures attend a high school aptly named Clone High. The main character is Abe Lincoln, whose best friends are Joan of Arc and Ghandi, who proudly proclaims, "Hey, man, Ghandi's anti-violence, not anti-comedy." I like him. He's silly. Abe is into Cleopatra, but she's usually going out with JFK. Little does Abe know, his pal, Joan is into him. *Evil laughter proceeds* 'Tis a wonderful show, and I highly reccomend it to all you other couch potato kids out there! *Thumbs up*

Boy, does my room ever look like crap. But don't worry, it won't for long! You see, my room is going to be undergoing some major construction over the next few days--*mumbles* or weeks, and I'm going to do a luffly under-the-sea theme. Indeed, I shall have to ask the good folks at Home Depot how I can blend sea green and blue together to make it appear as though my room is underwater, but I'm sure it'll be fun once I figure it out. Hoo-ray! Oh hey, guess what I did last week? I went to Hicks portrait studio so that a series of photos could be taken of me. It's a good thing I did this since the last professional picture taken of me was probably done in like... 9th grade. So, till next time, good fight and goodnight!
--Holly :-D

SuperHoll Sunday

Hey kids! I've heard this day referred to as Superbowl Sunday by many people, but I like to think of it as Holly Gets on the Computer For 4 Hours Because She's Ungrounded From it Since She's Pulling a Hermione This Semester and is Doing Very Well in Her Classes Day. It has a nice ring to it, but I think folks will still call today Superbowl Sunday, as the name of my day might be too hard to remember for some. I have something against football (and all sports that are not Quidditch), and so I'm spending today online while my dad is at Mario's. Mario's is my dad's favorite restaurant because he knows all the waitresses and customers there. It's almost like Dad has moved into Mario's, seeing as he's been there for like, 7 hours a day for the past week. *Shrugs* But he always seems to be in a good mood now! *Bows to folks at Mario's & gives them Harry Potter fan art for putting Dad into happy-mode for me*
Dr. Veliz (she's the best doctor in the entire world for those of you who haven't heard) has ordered my mom to take two weeks off of work because she's fatigued, and is getting so stressed out that her Lupus has flared up and she's been really sick. Dr. Veliz, my grandparents, Zach and I have all advised Mom to just lie back now and let Mike take care of all the money problems he caused. That's right! We're forcing him into employment! He's going to be making a magazine for the county, and we shall all poke him with pointy sticks and things until he makes some money. Speaking of Mike, last night, he decided to dazzle us all with his brilliance by informing us that "sh*t" and "f*ck" are not swear words. *Blinks* I think I got dumber just being in the room while he was talking about this/offending my grandparents. *Pokes him with stick*
Dood, I'm afraid of my math teacher. He'll do a problem on the board, then he'll just turn and stare at me for like, 10 seconds before going onto the next problem. *Cowers* I don't know why he does that and I'm freaked out! *Sobs* Moving onto a much more amusing topic, we had to partner up with someonewe didn't know very well in theatre this week, and interview them. My partner was this guy, Frankie, who told me he enjoys swing dancing, makin' love to his girlfriend in his dance studio and smoking weed. We have a drug addict in our innocent little theatre class! *Shakes head* It's a shame, but perhaps we'll be able to talk him out of being a druggie by the semester's end. Oh hey, and onto another subject! I finally got to exchange Christmas gifts w/ Sarah and Samantha! Sarah got me a luffly little Harry Potter post-owl & HP stickers, and Samantha got me an adorable winter-scene jelly candle. Hurray!
*Gasps in excitement* GUESS WHAT? HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX IS COMING OUT JUNE 21ST! I'm happier than the donkey from Shrek when he embarked on his mission to save the princess with his ogre pal. Geeeeeeee!

The Joys of Being a Seat-Filler

Hi, folks! Whaaaaaat's happening? As for myself, Zach has just helped me to de-Christmas my diary! Yesterday, I helped Dad to de-Christmas the family room by taking the tree downstairs while Dad sang "G'bye Christmas Tree". De-Christmasing things is just no fun, is it? I find it very sad that Christmas 2002 is over. But, at least we still have New Year's Eve! Hoo-hoo! *Does a few sommersaults then hurts her back and sits back in desk chair*
My dad's girlfriend, Terry, tore a rotator cuff in her shoulder when she fell down 8 stairs at her house a couple weeks ago. She thought her arm was getting better, and she asked my dad if the two of them could go, see a fun show like the Rockettes Christmas Extravaganza. So, my dad ordered the 250 freakin' dollar Rockettes tickets, only to find out a few days later that she thinks her arm hurts too much to go to the show. My dad was mega-dissapointed, but it was okay because I was available to go, and when I was little and a dancer, I wanted to be a Rockette.



The show was fun, but my mom thinks it was just horribly rude of Terry to cancel on that really expensive show when she can go to work and all.
My Sims are having a good time with their new dog and cat, Felicia and Paulina. Paulina doesn't seem too fond of Yves the Caterer, though. Every time he tries to pet her, she's like, "Hisssssss!" It's a good thing my real-life pets are much more polite than those belonging to my Sims. Oh yes, I did take a break from the Sims a couple of times to see some movies. With Dad and Zach, I saw The Hot Chick T'was one of the coolest, funniest, sweetest, most overall awesome movies I've ever seen! I love it, and demand that all of you go to see it. Right now! Go, go!
Yesterday, Mom and I went to see Harry Potter & the COS again with my movie passes that I got for Christmas, and I notice that I dislike the closeness between Harry and Ginny when they're in the Chamber of Secrets. This 8-year-old kid kept going, "Aw!" whenever he held her hand or something, and I would have smacked her, but Mom didn't think that'd be a good idea for some reason. I mean, the kid was glaring at me when I said "Awwww!" about Harry and Hermione in the hospital wing! *Kicks kid while Mom's not looking* Dood, speaking of Harry and Hermione, check out this awesome website I found! Kindred Spirits. It's the luffliest of the HP sites because they specialize in Harry/Hermione, Draco/Ginny and Lily/James, just like me! Hurray for me and my nerdy obsessions!


And now, here's a survey, courtesy of Ashley!
What is your favorite band?: Lifehouse. All of their songs include lots of Jason Wade's husky goodness, and lots of luffly guitar sounds and such.

What band should just die?: Although I don't wish death upon any particular band, I do wish to stop Insane Clown Posse before things get too out of hand.

Pick a song for each mood:
-Happy: "Take Me Away" by Lifehouse
-Depressed: "Somewhere Down the Road" by Amy Grant
-Excited: "Albuqurque" by "Weird Al" Yankovic. It's so exciting, what with the whole, "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again! If you need help, hang up and then dial your ooooooperator!"
-The World Can Kiss Your Arse for Whatever Reason: "Heart Attack" by Darren Hayes.
What is in your CD player right now?: Jennifer Love Hewitt--Barenaked. It's catch-ay!
First song lyric to come to your mind: "I've been down this road before. All that I've found points me right back to you. And I've watch you move from down below. Where do I go from here? I guess I'll find out as I go."--Lifehouse's "Empty Space"
What song describes you at this very moment: "All Right" by the fabulous Amy Grant.
Holly :-D

The Town is Somewhere Under That Pile of Snow

We have just a bit of snow here. A tall guy might be able to go outside and keep his head about snow-level... maybe. It's nice to have a butt-load of snow, though, if you ask me. If you ask all the people driving 2 and a half miles an hour on the express way, however, they might not think it's so great.

Remember last week when I wrote about that house around the corner from mine where they had that standoff with police about how that guy threatened to kill his wife? Well... apparently, they didn't keep him in jail long enough. Friday night, Zach and I followed a couple of ambulances home. My dad had a date that night with a woman in Detroit, and Zach had to go to work. So, it was 11:30 at night, and I was sitting in the family room, watching Everybody Loves Raymond reruns and eating peanut butter crackers when the phone rang. I was nervous anyway because I don't like being home alone, and when the phone rang, I jumped 12 feet into the air and broke the remote control to the Christmas tree. My grandma Shoup was on the phone. She said, "Holly, is your dad there with you?" I told her he wasn't, and she said, "Well, there was a murder in that house that's right by you, and they haven't found the guy who did it yet."

To say the least, I was a bit freaked out beyond belief. I paged my dad, and he called me back, saying he was on his date in Detroit, two hours away, and they hadn't even ordered their food yet! I told Dad what was happening, and he didn't think there was anything to worry about. He said, "Holly, people don't just go on random killing sprees. You'll be fine." Well, geez, I'm sorry, but I don't know how a psycho's mind works! Besides, those sniper guys did go around, killing random people! I went to spend the night at my grandma's house, 'cause I sure as heck wasn't sticking around. The police have caught the guy who killed his wife by now, but I'm still kind of weirded out.

Well, to lighten this entry up, I'm going to take a song survey and show you all this Christmasie Harry Potter fan art! Woo!

Name the song that...
Makes you think of happy things: "1980 Me"--Darren Hayes
Makes you cry (or gets ya close): "Sweet Jesus"--Gary Chapman
Makes you laugh: "Albuqurque"--"Weird Al" Yankovic
Makes you want to dance: "The Macarana"
You never want to hear again: Every song by Eminem
You love that you wouldn't have known about if it wasn't from a movie: "You Belong to Me"--Jason Wade (Lifehouse) from Shrek.
Makes you think of being alone: "I Love a Lonely Day"--Amy Grant
Makes you just feel good: "Take Me Away"--Lifehouse
Makes you feel Christmasie: "Welcome to Our World"--Amy Grant and Michael W. Smith
Makes you feel sexy: "I'm Too Sexy For My Shirt"
Makes you get shivers: "Two People Fell in Love"--Brad Paisley
Strangely Relaxing: "Naked"--Avril Lavigne

--Holly :-D

National Harry Potter Day

My alarm went off at 8:00 A.M. I sleepily punched the snooze button and pulled my blankets closer to myself as I snuggled up to my cats, desperately wishing my dog would stop crying to get out of my room so I could go back to sleep. When Chyna went into her usual early morning barking/whining routine, I realized I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and went to tear my blanket off of me when I met a pair of brilliant green eyes, which belonged to none other than Mr. Harry Potter, who was printed all over my blanket. And then it hit me like the lightening bolt on Harry's forehead... IT WAS HARRY POTTER DAY!

I had to hurry up and get ready! It was already 8:04, and I had advance Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets tickets for the 11:30 A.M. showing! I hurriedly scarfed down my Multigrain Cheerios, took a shower and brushed my teeth. I let Chyna outside and saw that there was snow on the ground! I love snow, as it's a sure sign that Christmas and my birthday are coming soon! I had snow, Harry Potter tickets and Multigrain Cheerios, and so I knew it was going to be a great day.

Mom and I arrived at the theater an hour and a half early, just to make sure we got good seats. In the lobby, right under the larger than life Harry Potter posters, were two teenage girls all decked out in perfect replicas of Hogwarts (Gryffindor) uniforms. I was like, "DUDE! Where did you find all this stuff?" They informed Mom and I that they had made most of their attire from scratch, and I wished I knew how to do that sort of thing. Mom and I purchased two Harry Potter buckets of popcorn and watched as bunches of Hogwarts students pile in through the entrances. It seemed that everyone was in Gryffindor, and that they all either knew someone who was handy with a needle and thread, or went shopping in the Central Michigan University gift shop (CMU's colors as the same as Gryffindor's). I enviously chatted with these creative Potterheads, thinking how cool Sadora must look in her Slytherin-wear until it was almost time for the show, and the ticket-taking chick let us in.

We got very good seats, and Mom and I sat, listening to the folks around us chatter excitedly about the fact that we would all soon be witnessing the famous Flying Ford Anglia, the Burrow, Dobby, Knockturn Ally, Moaning Myrtle, Tom Marvolo Riddle, Colin Creevy, Aragog and the Basilisk, among other things that we had all only, so far, pictured in our heads. And then came the moment of truth. The previews ended, and we finally got to view the wonders of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.

Sure, there were things that were inaccurate about the movie... They didn't follow the entire book, and the took a lot of scenes out, but I had expected that. What I hadn't expected was how cool the Chamber of Secrets looked, nor had I expected how sweet and sad it was when Harry brushed his fingers over Hermione's frozen ones as she lay, petrified in the hospital wing and told her he needed her now more than ever. *Tear* I hadn't expected Lockhart, the Cornish Pixies and Moaning Myrtle to look exactly the way I'd pictured them. And did everyone see Harry and Hermione hugging in the Great Hall after she was released from the Hospital Wing? Heh... poor Ron, he only got a handshake.

The movie was, as Paula Abdul would say, two words: "phe" and "nominal". I'll probably have nightmares for the next 50 years after seeing that Aragog scene, but it was definitely worth it! Absolutely awesome, it was. Mom has said she's going to knit me a Gryffindor scarf for Christmas, so I'm rather happy. I must now go to bed, as it's past 3:00 A.M., so I'll leave you with this link to one of the best fan fics I have ever read. Fell So Deep by Fuyimi. Later!

--Holly :-D

In 25 Days, the Chamber of Secrets Will Be Opened

*Hyperventilates* 25 days! I wonder if I should leave for the theater now so I can get a good parking spot. I'll need to buy my popcorn at least 5 hours prior to the first showing of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets... I might have to knock a few 8-year-olds out of the way to make sure I get a good seat, too. When I went to see Abandon the other day (it sucked quite badly, by the way), I noticed that they have these huuuuuge Harry Potter posters hanging up in the lobby! The movie theater doesn't know it yet, but those posters will be mine. Oh yes. They will be mine.

I know it's hard to believe, but I actually have bigger things going on in my life than my plot to steal the Harry Potter movie posters from Showcase West. *Hears everyone gasp* My step dad has no job and my mom only makes enough money to pay for groceries, gas and other necessities. Well, the guy they're buying the house from decided that if Mike doesn't pay the 3 bills that are due, he's getting a friendly little eviction notice. This is not really a problem for me or my mom, as I primarily live with my dad anyway, and Mom is welcome to move back in with my grandparents any time she wants.

However, this is quite a major problem for Mike and Carrie. The other night, while I was at Mom's house, Carrie came home and announced that she would like to move in with her mom. Now, the reason Mike and his ex-wife got divorced was that Alice (Carrie and Bill's mom) smoked pot. Carrie insists that she doesn't do that anymore, and wants to move in with her mom so she doesn't have to worry about being evicted. Mike thinks he can forbid her to do that. He was screaming at Carrie all... night... long.

Mom and I both agreed that Carrie was in the right. If she wants to move in with her mom, she can. She's 18! Plus, who can blame her for wanting to live without the worry of being evicted? Mike was pretty dang upset that neither Mom nor I told Carrie she shouldn't move in with her mom, so then he started screaming at us. When he began yelling at Mom, I freaked out and started yelling at him, defending my mom. When he got mad that I was mad, that's when Mom told him, "Mike, if you don't have the money to pay the bills in 15 days, I'm leaving and going to my parents' house. I don't care where you go." I think he may finally be worried that it's very possible that he could lose my mom, the best thing to ever happen to him.

During all of the arguing and yelling, Carrie started crying hysterically, and ended up getting so sick that she ran to the bathroom and puked for like, 15 minutes. And get this: Mike never apologized to her. I think the main thing that got her so upset was when Mike told her she'd never amount to anything if she moved in with her mom. He was being such an A-hole, and he doesn't think he did anything wrong.

Welllllll... I'm going to enjoy the rest of my computer time while I can. *Hugs and handshakes for all*

--Holly Rachael :-D

Psychological Problems

Oh, dear... yesterday didn't go very well at all, did it? No-sir-ee, Bob. It did not. I had just finished cleaning the entire house, and I was very proud of myself, for the house seemed to sparkle merrily. The house was very happy that I'd cleaned it. I decided I'd earned a reward for cleaning the house so well, so I turned on the computer, ready to sit down and read a nice, mushy Harry Potter fan fic. Just as I typed in "fanfiction.net", my dad asked if I'd been studying for my distance learning psychology test. I hadn't, so he said I'd better get started on it.

So, I hauled my heavy, yet lovely pink backpack out to the family room, ready to study for the test that would take place on October 3rd... or so I thought. At this time, Dad informed me that I'd gotten something in the mail from Mott's distance learning office, reminding me of my test during... the week of September 23rd, which was last week! I don't know what my dad's problem is, but he seems to enjoy opening my mail, and Zach's too. That's frickin' illegal! I should sue. And I felt like suing him when he immediately started freaking out, yelling at me so loud, I'm sure our neighboring countries heard. He began throwing random pillows, all the while screaming his head off about what an irresponsible, lazy kid I am.

Apparently, yelling at me about my psychology test wasn't enough, so he demanded that I show him the syllabus for my distance-learning sociology class. I thought my test for that class was going to be on October 3rd too... but, according to my syllabus, the last possible day to take the test is October 2nd. Dad then went on another rampage. This time, for some unknown reason, he decided to pick up all my school folders & papers, and threw them accross the room. While he was throwing all my stuff, he lectured me on how disorganized I am. I said, "Um... I know I'm disorganized, but how will you throwing my stuff around help me get more organized?" Apparently, this was the worse thing I could have said at that moment. He yelled, "You always have time to play! Play, play, play, that's all you and Zach ever do! You never do any work, and you'll never amount to more than a McDonald's employee!"

As I gathered up all my school stuff, Dad screamed, "I don't want you going to any parties or anything for the entire month of October! You stay home and study!" I was like, "Dad, when do I ever go to parties? I'm always home." He raged, "Don't change the subject! I don't want you going on the computer for the month of October either!" He ended his ridiculously loud, angry lecture by saying, "Get out of my sight, it makes me madder than heck just to look at you right now." Nice. Real nice.

I know I'm disorganized, and I really need to work on that. What I don't get is, why does my dad always yell at Zach and I when we do something wrong? Why can't he just stay calm and give us some advice about how we can better whatever sticky situation we find ourselves in? Ugh. Yelling at us doesn't make us want to get to work. If anything, it makes me want to do the opposite of whatever Dad says. I think my dad is the one who needs to study psychology because, obviously, he's got some definite problems in that area.

Well... *yawns* I stayed up too late studying, so I'm going to take a nap now. Oh yes, as you can see, I'm using the computer while Dad's at work. *Rolls eyes* People think they can keep me from my internet. *Pets monitor*

--Holly Rachael >:-0

We're Not Lost, We Just Don't Know Where We Ar

Wednesday was a very fun-filled day, since I went to my wondermously insane class, theater practice! Laurie, the professor, had us all talk about what we'd been up to since the previous Wednesday. Since you FODers don't have a clue what's been going on with me for a while either, I'll fill ya in...

My dad and I studied for the math portion of my G.E.D. test that I was going to take on Friday morning-- all... week... long. Needless to say, it was a very monotonous few days. Occasionally, I would begin to understand some of the math problems Dad was trying to teach me. However, when I didn't understand a problem, he would freak out and start yelling at me about how easy this stuff was. I should be in the Guiness Book of World Records under "Most Emotional Person of All Time" because every time my dad yells at me, I cry. And that's quite often.

The only time I got to do something that wasn't math was when my dad was sleeping. Whoa, I was so stressed out after all that math, I was so glad to find the super-mega-awesome Harry/Hermione fan fic, The Tango is for Two by Vanilla PuF. Good stuff there, Sadora, good stuff!

Anyhoo, I finally made it to theater class where I learned that, in the past week, Don managed to lock himself outside of his girlfriend's apartment in his underwear. *Points at Don* Ha-ha! Then Laurie had us do some more pant-a-mime stuff. We were told to pretend that we were in a store, using the bathroom, when we find that we're stuck in the bathroom stall; the lock's broken. Suddenly, we hear someone announce that the store will be closing in five minutes. I... er, "pretended" to take my pants off and climb out of the stall with them while Morgan pretended to flush herself down the toilet to get out, and Leah used an imaginary hair pin to pick the lock on her stall. It was jolly good fun. *Nods*

Then it was time for improv, which is much better than pant-a-miming, because there's talking involved and... well, it's rather hard to act without talking. Two people would sit in the middle of the stage and act like they were at a bus stop. The objective of the activity was to get the other person out of the "bench" while waiting for the bus, but we couldn't actually say, "Get off the frickin' bench!" Laurie pretended to have lice and scared Kyle out of the seat, I decided to be an obese chick who showered Laurie in crumbs from my "donuts", and then Regina took on the role of a hooker who scared me away.

Some of the better performances were put on by Kyle who acted like he had narcolepsy, and fell asleep on Don's lap, Jason, who pretended to be a flaming homosexual, Chris, who appeared to be some sort of psycho that wanted to lick up Jason's sweat, and Leah, who took on her friend's funny and crazy Jewish aunt's personality. Thoroughly hilarous stuff there. Fun was had by all. Oh yes, and Laurie informed us that we will either be putting on a play called The Laramy Project, or one called The Elvis Monologues. I hope we don't do The Laramy Project because I saw that on Hate Crimes on MTV and... well, it gave me nightmares for months, let's just say that.

Yesterday, Mom, Mike and I headed out to the Amy Grant concert in Plymoth, but first Mike decided to drive us way out of our way so he could take pictures of the baseball field at Central Michigan University, for some reason. Well, then this hot dude gave us bogus directions, and we got really lost. After like, four freaking hours, we finally made it to the big church where Amy was performing. She was awesome, as usual, and her adorable, tiny toddler, Korina came out on stage to dance around in these cute little fairy wings. Aww... It was bloody brilliant!

Finally, this morning, I took the math portion of my G.E.D. test. I think I did okay, and I really hope I passed. And I prayed for you, MariAnn! I know you took your test yesterday; let me know how ya did! Okay, my work is done here! *Salutes*

--Holly Rachael :-D

*Shrieks and Falls Out of Chair*

Don't worry, that was a shriek of excitement, not one of terror! I just found this awesome person's diary; her name is Gryffindor Weasel. She said in her latest entry that there's a new Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets trailer! I went and checked it out, and I am so excited! Here's the link to where you can see the trailor.

HP & the COS trailer

In the trailer, they show Mandrakes; Harry, Hermione and Ron drinking the Polyjuice Potion; Errol delivering Mrs. Weasley's Howler to Ron; the Howler yelling at Ron; Harry and Ron as Crabbe and Goyle; Professor Lockhart with the Cornish Pixies... it's so great! Oh, and Hermione's hair looks all curly and pretty! I know her hair's not really supposed to look awesome until Goblet of Fire, but I'm still proud of her. Her hair is lurvely! And Harry is so cute! Daniel Radcliff is going to grow into a hottie. At the risk of sounding like Professor Trelawny, I have to say that I see it in his future. *Nods psychicly* And, of course, I see Hermione as Harry's future girlfriend as well. It shall be, I tell you! Those two fictional characters are soulmates!

I'm afraid that when Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets comes to the theater, I'm going to be shooshing everyone who dares speak during the movie. I just may buy some Skittles to throw at people if they make a peep. Or I could just put a silencing charm on the theater. Yes, that's what I'll do.

So... on an unrelated note, I went to the Olive Garden for Grandma Shoup's birthday tonight. Woo hoo! I hadn't been there in such a long time, I'd been going through some serious Olive Garden withdrawal. That's our favorite restaurant, my mom's and mine. I can't be away from that angel hair with marinara for long. Dude, but you know what's just wrong? My grandparents paid for everyone's dinner! It was Grandma's birthday and she paid! And look at how many people's meals she paid for: Zach, me, Mom, Mike, Carrie, Lawren, Uncle Tim, Grandpa and Aunt Patricia. My grandma is the sweetest person in the world.

After the Olive Garden, we all went to my mom's house for cake. My mom is the world's best cake decorator, and she made a cake that looks exactly like Grandma! Mom and Grandma rock.

So... yeah, that's all I have to say for now. Later, everybody!


*No hugs, no kisses, just handshakes*
--Holly Rachael :-D

Vegas Pictures!

Welllll, I don't know how to put pics in an entry. But if anyone would like to see the pictures we took during this year's Vegas Vacation, they can go to zachzintel.com. There, they will find a link (off to the left) under the category "Galleries". The link they might want to click on is "NEW Vegas 2002 Pics".

Yuup. You should all look at the pictures of me in the Harry Potter room in FAO Shwartz @ Caeser's Forum. I wish I could have bought the whole room, and put it in my house. :-( Oh well. I can still make my room look like a Gryffindor dorm! *Grins excitedly* I'm such a nerd.

I went to Great Lakes Crossing this morning with my mom, my step-dad and my brother. Zach drove us there, so we had to listen to his crappy music for the rather long drive. At Great Lakes, we ate @ Johnny Rockets. My mom and I ordered Streamliners, which are veggie burgers, but mine made me sick, so I only ate half. Since I was still hungry, I got a Cinnabon in the food court, and it was there that we spotted this woman crying hysterically. Mom said, "I'll bet she lost a kid!"

I don't have any kids, but I just know I'd be scared out of my mind if I lost one of my kids in a mall. So, I walked up to the lady and asked her if she'd lost a kid. She was crying really hard when she told me, "Yes, a little boy who's almost as tall as me (she was really short) and a two-year-old boy that's not even mine!" I wanted to do anything I could to help the poor girl, so I hurried through one side of the mall while the girl who'd lost the kids and a security guard checked the other side. I didn't find the kids anywhere, but I don't know if she did either because on the way out, I asked the person at the information desk, and they didn't know anything about the missing kids.

I'm still really worried. I mean, what if someone kidnapped those kids? The girl had told me that the kids were right there in the play area one minute, and gone the next! Oooh, I just feel sick to my stomach about it. I'm going to watch the news at 6:00 and see if they say anything about the missing kids.

Well, while I was at Great Lakes, I decided to check the book store for that Harry Potter parody book, and I found it, so I bought it! It's called Barry Trotter and the Unauthorized Parody by Michael Gerber. It's so funny, I love it! I also stopped at Afterthoughts and bought 3 pairs of really cute earrings.

Ugh, but I'm so worried about those kids! *Cries*

--Holly Rachael

Herm-own-ninny

Awwwwww! Everyone should go to this address: Cherish Your Name so you can read "Cherish Your Name" by jacy. Oh, this fic just perfectly describes why Harry and Hermione should be together! Viktor kept calling Hermione "Herm-own-ninny" like he always does, the dork. And hey, it's a songfic, and a darn good one! The song's called "Save Yourself" by Sense Field, and in the words of Ron, it's "bloody brilliant"!

Now, here's a survey!
Stolen From: Xx.paradisebaybee.xX
[section 1 - about you]
o1. Name~ Holly Rachael Zintel
o2. D.O.B~ February 28th, 1984
o3. Birthplace~ Flint, MI
o4. Current Location~ Flint, MI
o5. Eye Color~ Bluish green
o6. Hair Color~ Brown with a blonde tint
o7. Righty or Lefty~ Lefty
o8. Zodiac Sign~ Pisces
[section 2 - your favorite]
o9. Music~ Mainly pop
o10. Cartoon~ Daria. Best show ever!
o11. Color~ Pink
o12. Slurpee Flavor~ Banana
o13. Magazine~ Animal Times
o14. TV Show~ Port Charles
o15. Song At The Moment~ "Naked"--Avril Lavigne
o16. Language~ Harry Potter and Newsies *Grins*
o17. Spice Gurl~ Hmm... Ginger Spice (Geri Halliwell), since she went on to write the song "Cirles Round the Moon", which was based on Harry Potter.
o18. Food & Drink~ Stuffed pumpkin shells and cream soda
o19. Subject In School~ Writing lab and theatre
o20. Weekend Activity~ Shopping @ Great Lakes Crossing w/ my family &/or friends
o21. Frozen Yogurt~ Strawberry
o22. Rollercoaster~ The Wild Cat @ Cedar Point. Nice and gentle, heh.
[section 3 - what is]
o23. Your Most Overused Phrase On AIM / MSN~ LOL. For some reason, ever since I've been online (since '96), I've hated stupid LOL!
o24. The First Thing You Thought When You Woke Up This Morning~ Um... well, I woke up @ 3:00 P.M. and thought, "Good God, it's 3:00 P.M.!"
o25. The Last Image / Thought You Went To Sleep With~ "Wow, I'm tired."
o26. The First Feature You Notice In The Oppisite Sex~ Eyes.
o27. The Best Name For A Butler~ Nigel
o28. The Wussiest Sport~ Well, I wuss out of all sports, so I don't know!
o29. Your Best Feature~ I rather like the scar on my neck that's shaped like a division sign. It makes me feel special and Harry Potter-ish. *Nods proudly*
o30. Your Bedtime~ Usually sometime between 3 & 4 A.M.
o31. Your Greatest Fear~ Spiders, things that resemble spiders, and things associated with spiders. 'Cept for Spider-man, the hottie...
o32. Greatest Accomplishment~ I can sing "Weird Al's" really fast song, "Everything You Know Is Wrong"! *Grins dorkily*
o33. Your Most Missed Memory~ Being in Vegas with my entire family. *Sigh* Those were the days...
[section 4 - you prefer]
o34. Pepsi or Coke~ Coke
o35. McDonalds or Burger King~ Burger King! Hurray for them because they don't put icky animal products in their fries! McDonalds sucks! *Glares at Ronald McDonald*
o36. Single or Group Dates~ If it's a first date, I'd have to say group.
o37. Adidas or Nikes~ Oh, no, no, no. I'm far too cheap for those shoes. I prefer Payless brands... at least until I get a job!
o38. Chicken Nuggets or Chicken Fingers~ I'm a vegetarian, dear. *Puts on "Vegetarian" pin*.
o39. Dogs or Cats~ Both!
o40. Rugrats or Doug~ DOUG, ALL THE WAY! Woo hoo!
o41. Single or Taken~ I walk alone. *Sigh*
o42. Lipton Iced Tea or Nestea~ Em... whichever one's unsweetened.
o43. One Pillow or Two~ Two!
o44. Chocolate or Vannila~ Vanilla!
o45. Hot Chocolate or Hot Cocoa~ I'm... pretty sure they're the same thing.
o46. Cappuncino or Coffee~ Cappuccino, but the kind that's in Slurpee form.
[section 5 - do you]
o47. Take a Shower Every Day~ Every night, actually.
o48. Have a Crush~ Indeed I do.
o49. Think You've Been In Love~ Nooope.
o50. Want To Go To College~ Eh... okay.
o51. Like High School~ No, it sucked very much.
o52. Want To Get Married~ Absolutely!
o53. Type With Your Fingers On The Right Keys~ No, I type much faster with my fingers on the wrong keys, actually.
o54. Believe In Yourself~ Yep.
o55. Have Any Tattoos~ Nah.
o56. Have Any Pierings~ One in each ear.
o57. Get Motion Sickness~ Nope.
o58. Think You're a Health Freak~ Not at all.
o59. Get Along With Your Parents~ Mom-always. Dad-occasionally.
o60. Like Thunderstorms~ No. They give my doggie the creeps, so I must look down upon thunderstorms.
[section 6 - the future]
o61. Age You Hope To Be Engaged / Married?~* Before I'm 30, perhaps.
o62. Names Of Children~ Maycee Avril, Autumn Kate, Ivy Heather, Carson Noah and Rafe Scott. I think.
o63. Where Do You See Yourself @ Age 20~ Still living with my parents while going to college.
o64. Describe Your Dream Wedding~ I'd love to get married at the Flamingo Hilton garden/pool area in Las Vegas. It's beautiful there, and my favorite place in the world.
o65. How Do You Want To Die~ Gah! I don't know, let's think about that some other time, shall we?
o66. What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up~ Either a writer or an actress.
o67. What Country Would You Most Like To Visit~ England.
[section 7 - same / opposite sex]
o68. Best Eye Color~ Chicks: Any color, Guys: Green
o69. Best Hair Color~ Chicks: Brown w/ blonde highlights, Guys: Black, red or brown
o70. Long or Short Hair~ Chicks: On the longer side, Guys: On the shorter side, usually.
o71. Weight~ Chicks: Doesn't matter, Guys: Doesn't matter.
o72. Height~ Chicks: *Shrugs*, Guys: Same height or taller than me
o73. Best Articles Of Clothing~ Chicks: Pretty sundresses and spiffy stilettos, Guys: Hawaiian or funny shirt, baggy shorts and sandles.
o74. Best First Kiss Location~ Flamingo Hilton garden/pool area.
[section 8 - other]
o75. When Was The Last Time You Slept With a Stuffed Animal~ About two nights ago.
o76. How Many Rings Until You Answer The Phone~ Depends on what the caller ID says.
o77. What`s On Your Mouse Pad~ Daria
o78. How Many Houses Have You Lived In~ Six.
o79. How Many Schools Have You Gone To~ Six.
o81. Would You Shave Your Head For $5,000~ If I could have novelty hats.
o82. If You Were Stranded On a Deserted Island And You Could Take Only Four Things With You, What Would You Take~ A boat, Harry Potter books, Brian Gaskill (Rafe from Port Charles) and a Laptop.

Holly the College Student

Time: 6:42 P.M.
I'm Wearing: Red Mirage, Las Vegas shirt & jean shorts.
My Hair Is: In French braids
I Last Ate: Spaghetti w/ marinara sauce @ Mom's haus
Holly's Song Pick of the Day: "Alternative Polka" by "Weird Al" Yankovic
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No, you're not hallucinating... I really am an official college student! In your face, you dork-faced high school counciler that said I'd never make it to college! I went to Mott today and took my placement test. Just as I suspected, I suck at math, and rock at English. I talked to a very nice counciler person who helped me pick out my classes. All the English classes were booked full, but I got some pretty gnarley classes anyway. Check 'em out:

General Psychology
Inrto to Sociology
Intro to Theater
Theater Practice
Career Exploration

And get this-- I only have to go to school 3 days a week! Woo hoo, I've still got plenty of fan fic-readin' time! Duuude, my books are going to cost $150. I'm glad I'm not payin' for 'em! My poor dad... Well, at least he doesn't have to pay for my classes. Apparenly, GM's got this new thing where they pay for my college education, since my dad works there or something. Neato, huh?

Now all I need to do is re-take the evil math portion of my G.E.D. test, and get my driver's license. Yes, I realize I should have gotten it a long time ago... but I didn't feel like it. I kind of like it how my brother and my mom give me a ride everywhere I need to go. But I guess it is kind of mean to make other people take time outta their day to drive me all around town.

DUDE! I was at Meijer's @ the end of last week with my mom, and the frozen food aisle was covered in this icky black water that I failed to notice. I fell and hurt my knee so bad that it's now all bruised up and gross. But after I fell down, I felt myself being pulled up... This enourmous (he was like, 7'2"!) black guy who strongly resembled the guy from The Green Mile had pulled me up! When I had gotten myself together, I looked back to say thank you, but the guy was gone! And I didn't see him again in the whole store! Whoa. It was cool. I couldn't really walk, so my mom helped me to this bench while she finished her shopping. She brought me a book from the book section called Barry Trotter! It was this hilarious parody of Harry Potter, and I read like, 10 pages of it in the store! But now that I have the money to buy it, I can't find it anywhere! *Throws a fit*

Oh yes, and I should probably explain about that "Herm-own-ninny" entry I posted twice. Well, it was an accident, but now FOD won't let me delete one of 'em! AAAAARRRRRRRRGH! Alrighty, laaaaaater.

--Holly Rachael :-D