"The sign said to stay still on the right hand side, and I'm not! I feel so young!"
"Drink Coca-Cola!"
"Whoa. What the hell? Oh god, not pop-up adverts. I really hate them."
"Buy some toothpaste!"
"Ow! Stop doing that, would you?"
"Go to the theater! There's currently a really good production of The Tempest with the best Prospero..."
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Actually I do want to go to the theater now."
- Noisy Hill 4 : Part 15 [link]

All righty, just a bit of an update.
Yes, I haven't written a story in a while. I've put a hold on most of my ideas. I have written a small part(for me) of Second Visit, which I'm not that proud of. So, hold off on my fans for a while.

Anyway, I'm not a fan of fans.

Frosty Posse. The people who came up with the wondrous theme song for Wendy's frosty. Haven't seen it? Here's the link ... [link]

Brandon Bailey. HOT. <3 ^{Look him up if you don't know who I'm talking about. He is in Frosty Posse.}

A little word to emo kids depressed, etc. Or a rant, which ever you want to call it. Puppet-drama wrote it to one of her RP'r friends, and I wound up reading it, and loved it. Now I'm going to share it with all of my dearest fans out there! ^{If I have any.}
Teen stress phase. ~Aeris-Strikes is still going through her's and she's 19. All right, major stress, right?
Warning: Don't kill yourself. Don't cut yourself.
If you kill yourself(suicide), people will still make fun of you. All those people who do are jealous/just afraid. Truly, most of mine were just jealous that I actually had friends. YOU have us. Your internet friends. Don't care about those pesky low lives that are at your school. Don't think about them, don't even bother to look/talk to them. Most importantly, DON'T CARE ABOUT THEM.
Don't cut yourself. It just leaves scars that you'll regret later. I have actually read on the internet and actually had a kid at my own school die because of using a knife to cut himself. You have no intentional idea WHAT those objects were used for. NO IDEA. They could have poison on them, for all we know, they could be deadly.
Normal isn't being pretty. I'm not being pretty. Hell, I wear purple, orange, and yellow piercings, strange make-up, and heck, I'll even go out in wacky clothing like Brendon Urie wore in I Write Sins Not Tragedies. Normal is not pretty. Normal is YOU. Beautiful comes from the inside. I know, it's cheesy, but TRUE.
Grades. Who fucking cares? Yea, grades may help you get a good job with payable money, etc. If you literally focus on just grades, and NOT anything ELSE, you'll do fine, just fine. I had a damned math teacher in my sixth grade that gave me a failing grade where I just barely passed. Yea, I may be sitting here in my apartment with my friends just after my third year of college, but I just barely got into college. But, I realized right on my sophomore year, that I needed to kick it up. I did, and passed. Here I am, in college because I didn't care about anything else but grades.
Fatness Heck, how do you weigh? From what you look like in your pictures, you look just fine. Those snicks from the jerks of obedience sure don't know what they are talking about. I know many, many people who look and weigh way fatter than you. To tell the truth, no one's skinny. Everyone who looks skinny is just anorexic. I've been told that I need to diet, and I'm a vegetarian. Those people just don't know the differences between average and fat. You're not fat, believe that.
Boyfriends are just another thing in life. They are not needed. Yea, I may have one. So? It was just a major coincidence. You don't need one, I know. I didn't get mine until my senior year like a week before prom. Up until then, I went to all of my dances with out a date. I didn't care.

Don't kill yourself, don't care about anything but the most important things in life, and you should know who those things are. They all vary with everyone. Don't care what you look like, or what other people think of you. You know what you are; a important person of God. God made all of us for a reason, and that reason is to put a change in the world. Minor or major, little or big; it's a change, and it can make a large importance. Believe what you are, and believe that you are important in this world. DO NOT BELIEVE OF WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK OF YOU.

It tells the truth, really. You know, I heard something on the radio today while driving to the mall to pick up some local supplies for my apartment. It was from Niel Borts, and I would give you the direct link to his website but I don't feel like looking it up right now. He was talking about how this Valid Victorian that was graduating last Thursday I presume, didn't get to say a real, speak-the-truth speech that she had wrote because the principal denied it. Well, Borts read it out loud to, or parts of it, and it did speak the truth. It told how people should get off their asses and get a job, or get out of their house. You can't make a living from farming for gold on World of Warcraft, or living with your mother. It's YOUR time for you to get some money. To get off your butt and do something. Don't be like these lazy jerks who think they know it all but don't; be one of those people who believe in themselves and have confidence. I am one of those people, and I hope YOU who is reading this is too.

Anyway, onto a different subject... I am obsessed with Silent Hill. Pretty, fairly sure everyone knew that. Well, I'm obsessed with Silent Hill 4: The Room now. I'm obsessed to Henry. I know, protagonist, right? I think all of my OCs have a thing for them.

Noisy Hill 4. Priceless. Funniest thing in the world that I have seen. Make me laugh my ass off until the end. It was awesome, so don't mind me if I demand for you to watch it.

World of Warcraft: Moon Guard. All right, yes, I may play on Jean's WoW at times. So? We trust each other. I play on her death knight, Lyie. So give Lyie a shout out if you are on Moon Guard!

I should stop typing now, I know. Anyway, just wanted to say some stuff out and give a little update. Thanks for reading!

Love,
`Lyi.