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So, I'm actually updating this little thing. Surprising, no?

First off, my icon. Unless I've changed it and forgotten to update, you should be looking at a scene from the play Anna and the Tropics by Nilo Cruz. Read it! And see the play, if you have the opportunity.

I'm relatively young, and, honestly, I have no filter. I have a rather large fetish with children's books, and I suppose it helps that I have a younger brother to help me with that. :) Dr. Seuss rules my life. He's just so... AMAZING! The Lorax is my favorite, if you hadn't noticed.

I love musical theatre/theater. My favorites change on a day-to-day basis, but currently, Wicked, Avenue Q, The Wedding Singer, and Billy Elliotare my absolute favorites. Yay!

I write for a variety of reasons... mostly because I love it. It's nice to see how I've improved in the year I've been on fanfiction (don't read anything before, say, December of '08. It will burn your eyes with the horribleness.)

Hm... I eat weird food. Haha. I love sorbet. And yogurt, I love yogurt...

I have a Jewfro. It is awesome.

I honestly believe semicolons are the height of punctuational awesomeness.

I love books, I really do. If anyone has some good recommendations, please PM me! I'd appreciate that.

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I won't tell you who wrote this, but it wasn't me. I loved it, even though it made me cry. So true, my sistah, so true. Know that I love you, even if your friend isn't showing it.

I see you walking down the hall every morning.

You know I'm there, but you don't acknowledge me.
Am I invisible to you? Aren't we friends?
Or maybe you just don't know what say at that time.

But still, I feel like we're drifting apart.
I put you in a difficult position to answer a very difficult question.
Now I feel like you're avoiding me.

Are you avoiding me?
We don't talk much anymore unless something happens that affects us both.
You were my first friend and my best.

I notice that you say "I love you" and give hugs to all of your friends.
All of your friends except for me. Why?
Is it because you think I'd take it the wrong way?

Please talk to me.
Tell me what's going on.
And promise me that whatever happens we'll always be friends.

Please.

"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.” ~ Dr. Seuss

“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, And that enables you to laugh at life's realities.” ~ Dr. Seuss