Tagged Like the Ear of an Abused Cow

**Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves. People who get tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog!**

8. I'm trying to write a stage play based on my life 3 years ago, but it's very hard to get started on.

7. I have obsessive compulsive disorder. That's right, I have a fascination with the number 2, a terrible fear of the color red and the number 6, and I feel the need to touch things I find appealing only with the very tip of my leftmost finger.

6. My mom taught me to wish on stray eyelashes when they fall out of my lids when I was little, and I still do it to this day.

5. I'm developing an unhealthy fascination with a dude who plays some nerd on Ugly Betty. Look at this guy and tell me he isn't adorable, though.



4. One of my favorite Daria fan fictions is "Seas Sorrow" by Diane Long, but I can't read it before bed because it gives me nightmares. Shut up. I don't do well with horror.

3. I didn't graduate high school because of some sort of social anxiety phobia. But I got a G.ood E.nough D.iploma.

2. I'm rigidly uptight about drugs. I want to do some of those "Don't Do Drugs" speeches at junior high schools, but I'm sure they'd sound something like, "Dude, are you guys retards? Don't do drugs. Come on, stop being morons. Now get back to class… or don't, whatever. Just don't do drugs. They're bad, m'kay?"

1. I'm having liver surgery Monday morning at 11:00 at the University of Michigan Ann Arbor. Wish me luck!

The 8... um, lucky people I'll be tagging are Ma, Crystal, Michelle, Tracy, Lindsay, Jennifer, Tracey and Paula.

A Short Story

The Pointless Night in the Basement

By Holly Zintel

"Tracey and Lou, Tracey and Lou, Tracey and Lou… they will get married and step in some glue!" Wendy sang cheerfully, in spite of herself, and her imminent illness.

She chuckled and then continued on, "Tracey and Lou, Tracey and Lou…"

The sounds of an awful baseball game continued on in the background of the basement… or at least, Holly wished it were in the background. The volume seemed to be increasing by the minute, if you asked her, and she didn't know how much longer she could listen to such meaningless tripe.

Luckily, at that moment, a car commercial came on the TV. Of course, Holly hated car commercials as well.

Just then, her mother muted the TV. Holly was more delighted than Monica Lewinsky at an all male review, which doubled as an all-you-can-eat buffet.

"You almost done, Mike?" Wendy asked suddenly.

"Mumble, grumble, grumble," Mike grumbled unceremoniously.

Suddenly, Wendy decided to lie down on the ab chair. She stretched out, apparently quite content with life. Little did she know, the ab chair expected her to do work, and a lot of it, at that. The chair forced her suddenly into doing all sorts of gross sit-ups. "Well," Wendy proclaimed, "now I have tight abs."

"That quick?" Mike mumble-grumbled.

"That quick. Abs of steel," Mom said.

Chapter 2

Holly Gets to Use the Internet

Holly didn't need to write any more of this meaningless story, as Mike was suddenly struck by an idea- he could eat four pieces of pickle loaf in a gross sandwich, perhaps stuffed with mayonnaise or some sort of nasty pickles. You know, pickles on pickle loaf? It seemed nasty to Holly, too.

Holly was sure he would burp all night long and, undoubtedly, keep her mother awake.

"It's time for Leno," Wendy swiftly proclaimed. "Should I turn it on… or do you want me to keep it on the baseball game?"

"Uh… I kind of want the game on," Mike mumble-grumbled selfishly.

"Sigh," Wendy sighed. "They'll be flicking the lights now, telling us it's time for Leno," she added dejectedly.

Holly was definitely ready to use the internet. Wendy peeked around the treadmill to see whether or not Mike was yet off the computer.

Just as Holly had suspected, he wasn't. "It just sits there; it won't go," Mike mumble-grumbled in a whiny voice.

Holly was rather disgusted, to say the least. After all, she and her mother had an 11:00 appointment on to take a "7 Deadly Sins" quiz on the internet.

"Can you un-mute it?" Mike asked rudely, in his usual whiny voice.

Wendy did.

Meanwhile, Amy ate from her adorable cat face-shaped bowl, and Daria bathed on top of the wardrobe. Wendy did not know what a "wardrobe" was, but Holly did. It was, in fact, a zipped up plastic thing in the middle of the basement, dividing Wendy and Mike's room from the… well, basement.

Amy licked her chops, now directly next to Holly and Wendy. She stared at Holly. Clearly, she was contemplating eating Holly. Holly did not care for this tactic at all.

"You missed the best part of the story," Wendy pointed out sadly as Mike, once again whined, "Man, this is slow!" He didn't, however, make any attempt to get off of the computer or, in fact, do anything useful to help the situation at all.

Holly was beginning to get rather disgusted. And by "beginning," she, of course, meant, "boiled over with anger."

"It's over," Mike mumble-grumbled annoyingly. "Turn it to 25."

"What?" Wendy asked, puzzled.

"IT'S OVER. Turn it to 25," Mike demanded in a decidedly… mumbly-grumbly way.

Suddenly, to make a happy ending for the story, Holly decided to eat some Jolly Ranchers as Barbara Streissand yelled, "SHUT THE F*** UP!" Ms. Streissand then went on to win 25 awards for her hilarious outfit in The Owl and the Pussycat.

"Man, this is frustrating," Mike mumble-grumbled.

Holly decided to turn him into a pug dog with her special Harry Potter-oriented powers. She has her gay boys behind her in spirit always, and also summoned their special "gay powers" to help.

Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (Why Matt Owes Me a Pizza)

Current mood: lethargic

Oh, great. Matt has decided to "tag" me with this chain letter in disguise. Since it is technically a survey, and since I have obsessive-compulsive disorder and therefore cannot turn down a challenge of the internet sort (or the world will explode... you understand), I must fill this out. Matt- you owe me a pizza.
Now, here's the obligotory rules and crap:

"I've been tagged!

So the rules are, once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with "6 weird things/habits about yourself". In the end you need to choose the 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours."

1. I can, and do, crack all of the joints on my body, as well as some parts that don't qualify as joints. *Shrugs and crackles*

2. I am one of the few vegetarians you will ever meet who despises most vegetables. I really only like the ones that count as carbs. *Chomps on a raw potato*

3. I'm deathly horrified of the dark. Who knows, it might stab me in my sleep someday! But, of course, it won't because I sleep with a light on! Hmm... and I wonder why I'm single.

4. I've never consumed a drop of alcohol, smoked anything, or done any sort of drugs, and never will. I figure I'm insane enough as it is.

5. Because of my aforementioned obsessive-compulsive disorder, the following words are always running through my head: Love, safety, freedom, fun, courage, inspiration, happiness, friendship, faith, and success. Creepy, eh? And quite annoying too, I assure you.

6. I'm sure that at least 65% my time is spent reading Harry/Hermione smut. What a productive waste of time!

Unwillingly, I suppose I will tag Z-bear, Tracey, Crystal, Lou, Lindsay, and... JPM!

-Holly

Why Do All the A-Holes Live Here?

I was watching Cribs last night on MTV, and I tell ya what... I've never heard of any of the people I saw on there. Now, these rich folks have some very cool stuff, I admit. Home theaters, jacuzzies, closets that are bigger than my bedroom... Some of these people's backyards even resemble a waterpark or an exotic beach. Now I've got to say, as fabulous as all these things are, I think my dream house would be cooler. The first thing I'd put in my house would be an escalator, for I am lazy, and lot of my family members are caustrophobic. Then the jacuzzies would be added, as well as horses, namely shetland ponies. I think they would get along well with my dog and cats. The home theater would also be necessary. Hmm... I suddenly feel the need to play The Sims. Excuse me...

*Returns momentarily* Anyhoo, there was this weirdo on Cribs who ticked me off to no end. He had animal heads in every room of his house, along with whole dead animals. This guy talked dirtier than the cast of The Osbournes, had hair as greasy as Professor Snape's, and was actually married! And guess where he lived? Michigan! Now, I wanna know what's going on. Why do all the jerks seem to come from Michigan? We've turned out more scumbags than Slytherin, I swear! Eminem, Kid Rock, Madonna... what's the deal here? Honestly!

Huh. You ever notice how when you go through your favorites on FOD, it appears that all the names of FODers are in alphabetical order? Only... that's not alphabetical order, is it? Only on FOD does the alphabet not start with "A", but "*". That's a tad odd. *AHEM*.

So... who hasn't read my story yet? It's not finished yet, but hey. It will be. Hopefully. Ah, come on, humor me! Everyone who reads my fan fiction, Harry Potter--The Bachelor, gets a free cookie. From their cabinet. If they have any cookies. HEY! Speaking of Harry Potter, his new movie comes out FRIDAY! I'm going to see it with my mommy first. *Nods happily* You should all go see this picture here, since FOD won't let me put it on here for some reason. Harry and Hermione are hugging. *Glows in a glow-worm-like fashion*

--Holly :-D

Halloweenized

Hello, everyone! As you can see, Zach has helped me to Halloween my diary. *Hands him a pack of "fun-sized" Skittles from Halloween candy stash* Dad, Zach and I went to see The Tuxedo with Jackie Chan and Jennifer Love Hewitt today. I heart that movie. Tis rockin'. And my dad decided today that I'm no longer grounded from the computer! WOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOO! In honor of this awesome occasion, I have decided to fill out this Halloween survey that I filled out last year, once again. Happy "Holly"ween!

Section 1 - Obligatory Questions:


Name: Holly the Rachael Zintel

Age: 18

Location: Flint, MI.

Section 2 - This is my costume. Give me the damn candy!

What was your first Halloween costume? I was a Carebear. I couldn't eat any candy due to my lack of teeth, but it was still jolly good fun.

What was your costume last year? I was a costumeless dork last year.

What will your costume be this year? I shall be a Chinese person, for I have a cool Chinese novelty hat, and not enough time to put a good Hogwarts student costume together.

Has there ever been a reoccurring theme with your costumes? For three years in a row, I went as various characters from Daria--Daria, Jane and Andrea.

Through the years, what have your costumes been? A Carebear, a clown, Smurfette, Peter Pan, Ariel the Little Mermaid, a butterfly, Paula Abdul, a ballerina dinosaur, Miss America, a silly-looking witch, Todd from One Life to Live, a yin-yang... thing, some sort of freak made up of Smiley faces, an Egyptian chick, Daria Morgendorffer, a vampire version of Jane from Daria, my Grandma Z. and Andrea from Daria.

What was your favorite costume? Miss America. I was 7, and I loved the Miss America pageants. I felt all special, getting all dressed up in a glamorous-looking nightgown, heels and a cool, glittery sash.

What is your dream costume? A Hogwarts student. I'd be in Gryffindor.

Which do you prefer, store bought or home made costumes? Homemade. I've never had a store-bought costume in my life because I think they're uncreative.

Masks or make up? Make-up! Where's the fun in putting on a frickin' mask?

Have you ever dyed, cut or did anything else to your hair for a costume? My mom dyed my hair red when I was Ariel in kindergarten, and my dad dyed it black when I was Jane the vampire, but the dye got on my neck, and wouldn't wash off for weeks! Ah yes, and when I was Daria, I had my mom cut my bangs. I shouldn't have done that. It was not a pretty sight.

What is the longest time you ever spent working on a costume? I think it was when I was Todd from OLTL.

The shortest? The Egyptian one didn't take too long, because I just wore one of my dance recital costumes, and painted eye-makeup on.

What was the most expensive costume you wore? Grandma Z., I think.

The least expensive? Probably Smurfette.

Section 3 - Trick or Treat, smell my feet, gimme something good to eat.

What kind of bag or pail did you collect candy in? A pillowcase.

Did you ever get so much candy it spilled over the top? I don't believe so. I usually got too tired to stay out very long.

Broke the bag/pail? Nope.

Did you just Trick or Treat up your street or your street and everyone else's? Usually my whole neighborhood, but for the last few years, it was my aunt Barb's neighborhood, and once, my grandma Shoup's.

Candy that you hated to get? Rock candy. I felt like Charlie Brown.

Do you think Trick or Treating should only be done at night? Yes, but safely and responsibly. This 4 in the afternoon crap is getting ridiculous.

What is the perfect weather for Trick or Treating? Nice and warm so you don't have to put a coat or hat on and mess up your costume or makeup.

Section 4 - It's alive! ALIVE!!!

What is your favorite monster? The Cookie Monster.

Why do you like this monster so much? He bears cookies. What's not to like?

If you had the chance to be this monster for one day, what would you do? Eat a lot of cookies.

If you could be anywhere in the world on Halloween, where would you want to be? Home.

What is your favorite Halloweenish song? "Nature Trail to Hell" by "Weird Al" Yankovic. It's playing on my front page.

What is your favorite horror movie? Ernest Scared Stupid.

What is your favorite horror novel? In a Dark, Dark Room.

Have you ever been to a theme parks Halloween celebration (i.e. HallowScream, Halloween Horror Nights, ect.)? No. That'd probably be cool, though.

Is Freddy really dead? The guy on Scooby Doo? No, I just saw him yesterday.

What about Bela Lugosi? I... figure as much. (I have no idea who that is.)

Have you ever been to a real haunted house? I hope not.

Did anything spooky happen? Um... yeah.

Is 13 an unlucky number to you? Not particularly.

Oh man... I just went to Hollywood.com and it seems that Richard Harris, a.k.a. Professor Dumbledore, died! That's pretty dang upsetting. I don't want to sound like a jerk saying this, but... I wonder who will play him now?

--Holly :-0

My Beautimous Pink Shoes and the Jungleriffic Mix

My dad is a gnarley guy. The other day, he decided that he wanted to buy me a butt-load of new clothes. We went to the mall, and there, in Marshall Fields, I found... *Echo effect* .:::THE WORLD'S PERFECT SHOES:::. *End echo effect*

Hmm. They seem much prettier in real life, for some reason. I guess my shoes aren't very photogenic, but they are very lovely, nonetheless, and for this I am proud of them. After purchasing *echo effect* THE WORLD's PERFECT SHOES *end echo effect*, we went into the mall, and entered a marvelous store where I found two pairs of purt-ay jeans and one pair of... .:::THE WORLD'S COOLEST TRAIN ENGINEER PANTES:::. As Father and I piled back into the car and popped in my "Country Goodness" mix CD, I realized I would have been in a very content mood... if it weren't for that TORNADO WATCH! *Terrified look* And there you have it: I am officially a wuss. *Goes to hide in the basement*

Well, the very next day, the sibling decided that it was time for us to get a new computer DJ program-- one that wouldn't freeze up like our elderly burned copy of e-Jay. And so, Zach-the-Mac and I took a road trip to all the fine software-carrying stores: *In neon lights* Babbages, Office Max, Office Depot and the best of the bunch, Best Buy. It was there, at Best Buy, that we found .:::THE WORLD'S MOST ROCKIN' COMPUTER DJ PROGRAM:::. Zach the Lego Maniac and I are now the proud owners of Acid Music 3.0. *Beams* We immediately rushed home to start making new Holly Technos and Zach Hip-Hop Jams.

However, when we got home, Grandma and Grandpa Z. were here. And so, we sat down and talked with them. Grandma Z.'s insulting comment of the day was--"Holl, you must've gotten new clothes! You usually dress like you want everyone to think you're cool!" Hmph.

Eventually, Zach and I did get to make some new songs with Acid Music 3.0. The first song we made is called "Holly's Jungleriffic Song" and you shall all hear it when I can persuade Zach to upload it to my diary. Well, I suppose I should get to fanfiction.net before it spontaneously decides to stop working again. *Hugs and handshakes*

--Holly Rachael :-D

What Do You Mean, "No More NC-17"?!

Dude. Duuuuuude! Dude. Fanfiction.net is no longer accepting NC-17 rated fics! Now, don't get me wrong, I think porn is gross. But these fan fictions were so not porn. I mean, who can read the Harry/Hermione fic, "It Was You" and think it's dirty? It's like, the sweetest thing I've ever read in my entire life. *Throws a large gob of hair gel at fanfiction.net people*

I showed up to my 7:00 P.M. theater class wearing my "9/11/01" shirt, which features NYC firemen raising an American flag out of a pile of ash. *Shakes head* I can't believe it's been a whole year since the 9/11 tradgedy. *Glares* Stupid terrorists. All I can say is, thank God that Bush is in office. He's an awesome guy, and a great president.

Theater is a super class. I was mucho proud when the cool skater girl, Leah, told me I was hilarious. *Beams* The professor, Laurie, had us partner up, and do exactly what she said. My starting partner was Leah, but Laurie was like, "Back to back, toe to toe, thumb to thumb, sholder-to-shoulder, switch partner!" She said this all very fast, 5 times in a row. Larry, the 6'5" dude, stepped on my bad toe twice, heh. Yeah, ow. The partner I had in the end was Kyle, the volunteer fireman/class hottie.

Laurie then instructed us to study our partners. I was actually assigned to check out the hot boi. *Grins* I think I got an A+ on that one. Then we had to turn our backs on each other and change 3 things about the way we looked, then turn back to each other and spot what the other person had done to change their appearance. We did that like, 12 times in a row w/ the same partner. *Shrugs* What can I say, I like that class! Then we did some really fun pant-a-mime stuff... or... something. It was like, acting without talking. As we walked to the parking lot, though, I noticed that Kyle has one bad flaw-- he smokes. *Cries*

*Quickly recovers* That's okay, 'cause guess who I met?! I actually met a guy in Intro to Theater who IS A VEGAN! He wears an animal rights shirt every day! Today his shirt read: "FUR IS DEAD". Woo hoo! *Points and laughs at all family members & friends who said I'd never meet a vegetarian guy*

Tonight, I went to Samantha's birthday party. It was quite the jovial event! I really missed Sarah and Samantha! I hadn't seen either of them in like... well, a very long time! Good times, good times. Well, it seems that I am rather dead on my feet. So I shall see you all at a later time. G'bye!

--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

Ow, My FEEEEEEEET!

Time: 9:29 P.M.
I'm wearing: My blue V-neck sweater and jeans.
I last ate: Some candy that I bought from Lawren.
Song that's in my head: The James Bond theme music, as that's what Dad's got on TV in the family room.
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Good LORD, my feet hurt all the time lately! I don't know what the deal is! My brother thinks that my shoes are too high, but I've been wearing five or six-inch heels since fifth grade, and they've never bothered me before. Ouch... See, I'd get some new tennis shoes so that I could walk around comfortably, but it seems that every shoe store I used to go to no longer carries my size, 11. It's RIDICULOUS! I wonder if I could order some out of a catalog or something...

You know what absolutely rocks? This web site: collegeuniv.com. It's this online show... I mean, a cartoon show. It's every bit as hilarious as The Simpsons and the Family Guy. It's just online instead of on TV! Zach's friends, Nick and Chris (the identical twins) told him about it, and I think it's the coolest thing since sliced bread. Everyone must check it out, or I'll hunt them down and make them eat crab colosh.

--Holly Rachael :-D

"Sorry, I can't hear ya. I'm much taller and stronger than you are."--Johnny Bravo

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

My web page reeks of awesomeness!

That's right! My web page is new and improved! To see the niftiness of it all, head over to geocities.com/shipperholly. It'll be fun. You could sign the guestbook, check out the hottie of the month, or vote for which Daria fan fiction Holly should finish at Dariaholics Anonymous! Hurray! See ya.

--"Holy"

Why do I have to be so sensitive?

I'm off for Christmas break, so I should be thrilled, and looking forward to me two weeks off, right? Yeah, I thought so, too! If I weren't such a weirdo, I might actually be having a good time!

Sarah, Zach and I have spent the last couple of days at my mom's house. Every time I tried to get on the computer to type the script to my movie, they would start making out! It doesn't bother me that they're always kissing, it bothers me that I can *hear* it. I can never help gagging when they're making out, and they're like, "Oh, Holly, quit making fun of us!" I'm serious, though! I'm *really* nauseated when they do this. I wish they would *stop*. Ugh.

All my mom talks about is her boyfriend, Ron, who never shows up for anything. They make a date, he doesn't come, five days later, he comes up with a "great" excuse for why he wasn't there, and didn't call. She buys the excuses every single time. Everyone keeps telling her, "DUMP HIM!" It's so clear to us, but she's such a sucker for sweet lines, bless her heart, she keeps being his girlfriend. Whenever I try to talk to her about anything, she starts in on something different about Ron.

Well, I thought, cable internet was just installed at my dad's house, it'll be fun to go there. I was wrong. My dad wouldn't let me go on the computer because I didn't have any proof from my teachers of how I was doing in school. I told him I was doing terrible! How much proof does he need to be convinced that his daughter sucks in school?

After Dad told me I couldn't use the computer for break, I cried hysterically. It was just a flat-out tantrum, truth be told. I was really upset about how nothing had been going my way for the past two weeks. I started hyperventalating before we went out for dinner, and I couldn't even calm down in the restaurant. Finally, my dad gave in to letting me use the computer. I think he was embarrassed that I was crying in public, and he was trying to shut me up. He had me do some housework, and tomorrow, I have to do more of it, plus make a list of things I'll do to improve my grades when I get back to school.

I cry when I get punished, but I don't think that it's always a tantrum, like it was tonight. I just can't take yelling. I don't care if it's someone yelling *at* me, or around me. It's all horrible. I think I have a permanent headache... it hasn't gone away for a week. Ugh.

Well, hopefully, I'll be a bit cheerier, and less moody, for God's sake, in my next entry. See ya.

--Holly the "Holy" Zintel ():-)

PS: Dang, I'm getting paranoid and jumpy!

My web site reeks of awesomeness!

Zach and I redid my website for Christmas! Until Christmas is over, Holly's "Holy" Homepage will be Holly's "Holiday" Homepage. It's full of niftiness! Want to go see it like the cool people I know hang out at Open Diary? Head over to geocities.com/shipperholly and see! Because it's so much fun.

Well, I had a pretty darn good Thanksgiving. NO TURKEY! WOOOOOOOOOOO! I ate too many potatoes and stuffed pumpkin shells, though. I was really full.

Yup. Well... that's all I really have to say at the moment. See ya!

--Loyal Tom Sloane-Hater,
Holly the "Holy" Zintel ():-)

PS: *DANG*, the Black and Blue Backstreet Boys CD is good!

"I'll have you know, this is not a pot belly. My belt is too big, and I have to stick my stomach out to keep my trousers up."--Norm MacDonald

Sports Suck

God, do I hate football season... and basketball season, and golf season, and every other freaking sport season! ARGH! THERE'S *ALWAYS* SOME SPORT ON TV FOR MY DAD TO BE WATCHING! (Huffs angrily, then calms down). So, here I am on the internet, looking for a means of escape. So, I thought I'd list all of the things I hate, seeing as I'm in such a spiteful mood today... I'm also in a Spriteful mood... BRB, I've gotta get some...

Alright! Sprite *RULES*! Anyhoo... Here are all the things I hate:

1. Sports. ARGH!!!!!!!!!! They give me headaches.
2. Headaches. They're caused by sports.
3. People who beat animals. What a bunch of retards.
4. Eminem. It's hard to believe people actually buy his CDs.
5. Hugh Heffner. The reason there are so many divorces today.
6. Christina Aguilera. You know, there's such a thing as *too* much self-confidence.
7. Undressed. I don't think I've ever watched a show with worse actors, or storylines.
8. School. I've gotta go there on Tuesday... ugh.
9. People who don't like Daria.
10. Pop-up ads.
11. Marge Simpson. What? She sneaks meat juice into Lisa's food!
12. Tom Sloane (Daria's boyfriend). The man must die...
13. Idle Hands. The worse movie ever made.
14. Obsessive-compulsive disorder. It gets on your nerves. Wait... nerves. Nerves. Nerves. Okay.
15. McDonald's. If they'd really love to see me smile, they'd shut their stupid restaurant down.
16. Crackheads. Do I attract those weirdos, or what? They follow me around saying stuff that doesn't make any sense.
17. Running into people who think you're someone else.
18. That chick who went out with my crush into kindergarten, did better than me in first grade, pushed me off my bike in 3rd grade, pushed me off the bleachers in 7th grade, and still hates me for absolutely no reason now.
19. Frizzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
20. People who think I want a bunch of porn mail.

Okay, that should just about do it. The world would be better without these things. Yep...

--Holly

My webpage is cooler than yours!

Um... no, actually, I can't back that up. You might be Martin J. Pollard or someone. Anyway, though, my web page is now cooler than it's ever been because Zach took out all the broken links, and we're currently working on them (by this I mean, he's working on them while I'm directing, drinking a lemonade), there's now a nifty animated picture of me, and MARIO! There's also a new feature... COMIC... OF... THE MONTH! Go to geocities.com/shipperholly to see the niftiness of it all! (Snakish) Bye!

--Former Daria/Trent 'Shipper Representative,
Holly the "Holy" Zintel ():-)