12.5.07
Name: Jennifer
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Heritage: Chinese
Status: Working on my driver's license. Watch out, slowpokes! Someone's going to be on a road rage. Just kidding, of course.
Status 2: Junior year of high school is a lot more relaxing, I'm definitely happier than last year. Aside from the constant testing, I mean.
Status 3: I'm single... Just kidding. No, I really am single, but I didn't mean it to be an invitation of any sort. xP
Status 4: I've got an interminable craving for sushi. I'm not pregnant, nor am I on my period, but I need to quench it. If you have any excellent sushi recipes (no raw fish, I do not feel safe preparing that in my own house, and no eggs either please), send it on to me at jcheung14(a)yahoodotcom. Don't spam me please, but it is available if you want to contact me about anything remotely serious. Just no junk mail, por favor.
Status 5: I love you guys.
Little Notifications
Alright. I've been thinking about this for a very long time, and I have decided to continue on with A Will to Love. I'm currently downloading all the chapters I have missed (school and work has kept me quite out of the loop for everything, not just Naruto...). Please have patience while I take some time to read over all I've missed, do some research to catch up on what I forgot, and finish the next chapter. I already started it before my hiatus, but never had the chance to finish it. My apologies... I will accept flames once I post the next chapter up, but only if it's to flame me for my unreliability as an author. No attacks on my writing or personal offenses please, I don't take it easily and I will bite back, whether publicly or privately. It's one of my many faults :).
Random Rant of the Update
I remember the good old days when I still had AOL, and huge chatrooms full of strangers and pedophiles were the way to go. What was I, thirteen then? Well, I knew I was pretty young, but I'd act really mature and say I'm sixteen. It's pretty funny how I wanted to be older so all these "mature" fifteen and sixteen year olds would notice me. Anyway, I was just thinking, in those chatrooms, your name never mattered. It's always "ASL, ASL" (age/sex/location). Now, I wondered why people only bothered with those three facts. I added name, NASL (see if you can figure that one out), but it never quite went down. I always get these dumb comments from online bullies who just couldn't seem to pull it off in the playground (their bullying, I mean). Although I would have loved to say I sent these online bullies off crying to their mommies, it wasn't quite like that. If I managed to pull off some crazy insult and make him/her a laughingstock of the chat room, he/she would always say something loser-like and leave the room like a kid who was spanked by Santa. I just read an article on Yahoo! about online bullying and how it induces victims to be more violent and more prone to shooting people down. I think that is just a tad ridiculous, but who knows, it may be true. Let's just hope I won't go nuts one day, steal my mom's pellet gun (used for scaring pigeons, by the way; pigeons simply love bothering my parents' market because we sell a bunch of raw goods. I swear, the pigeons are turning Asian due to the amount of rice my mom fed them when she's in a good mood. Anyway, back to topic...) and use walking/running people as target practice. Next topic-did I mention the people who went, "29/f/tampa bay, press 123 if you want to have some fun tonight wink" yet? Well, I think those are probably worse than online bullies. I mean, if you are so desperate as to go online to beg for sex, you'd have to be either really fcking ugly or you're just plain repulsive (in behavior, I mean). And it's really amusing to see people replying to those pointless invitations and go "Hey hot babe, whatcha number? i'ma call you up and give some real good fun". Really, what is the point of learning grammar in school if you only talk like that? Color me naive, but I believe that a proposal for sex should be much more seductive than pressing a few numbers. Honestly, it's like saying that whoever sent an invite would be turned on just by seeing equally retarded idiots typing in those digits. It's quite disgusting in some cases; I won't mention the worse scenarios I have seen. I will conclude my rant and say that it is people like that who turn me off instant messaging (unless it is with good friends, of course. That is always enjoyable).
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Note: I took down my story, No Use Denying It, because I couldn't continue it. So rather than worry about it, I'll concentrate on A Will to Love, which suits a lot of people better. I'm sorry if you hate me for removing it, I honestly couldn't see any way I could continue it.
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