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How very interesting... an overwhelming majority prefer the happy. Perhaps I should've included the option of bittersweet.

That author's a dick. If you asked me the same, I'd gladly help you out. I get all kinds of random e-mail questions, and I never get upset at someone asking for info about my stories. My opinion... An author is a performer. Like ALL performers, the author must keep his audience happy. If you were a tapdancer and someone asked you if you danced in other places than where you were performing, would you throw your tappy shoes at them? If I were you I'd say something very mean and ugly and full of curse words back to him. But you know, I'm just into retribution like that. Maybe he misunderstood what you meant or something, or you just caught him at a bad time. Everybody's human and takes things the wrong way sometimes. Write back nicely once more, wait for an apology, and if he doesn't apologize, smash him with a hammer.

Thanks guys. I take the actual thing sometime in early February, so I have time to brush up on math skills. The trig/precal teacher says she's going to do a bit of review on ACT math right before, so that should help a BUNCH.

I took a practice test on the writing part of the ACT. I've yet to take the rest of it, but I figured I'd do the writing since someone actually scores that. The way they do it is they have two people give it a score from 1 to 6, and then they add the scores. So, your total possible score is anywhere from 2 to 12. GUESS WHAT THE HELL I MADE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT'S RIGHT, A PERFECT SCORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~screams~ I WIN I WIN I WIN I WIN!!!!!!!!!! CELEBRATE WITH ME!!!!!!!!! That made me so happy. Although the math part is going to be... dreadful...

Hehehe, Kevvers (hope you don't mind me calling you Kevvers... I have to nickname everyone I meet or I feel like I haven't done something right), I had no idea you were so delightfully manic. I've read through your blog a bit... MCR is great, no matter what anyone says, and all the once-fan traitorous biznitches and DIE.... k, I'm good now. Glad you're enjoying it. As for the internet home thing... yeah, it's sad, but oh well. I like GA. It's a nice place, and I'm mostly with you. I have no grudge against anyone or anything. From sitting back and observing, I have seen some things that were clearly stupid and lead to site-death, but there's nothing I can do about it personally, so I smile and keep truckin'. You're a very nice fixture to have around an internet home, always so... Kevvery.

Okay, so I have a major question... why not NOT base these anthologies on a "seasonal" theme? I mean, quarterly anthologies are a great idea, but do they really have to be "seasonal"? It would be so much more fun to not have to buy in to the kind of cliched seasonal thing, which often (as Graeme and others have pointed out) can mean drastically different things in different places.

I know this question has been asked a thousand times, and probably already has a thread somewhere that I'm too terribly lazy to dig up. However, I want STATISTICS and OPINIONS, muah ha ha. Do you prefer happy or sad endings? I prefer what one would refer to as bittersweet, a mix of the two, but given the strict choice would choose sad. I'm not sure why, it's just that sad endings evoke more emotion from me for the most part. NOW TELL.

Haven't even read the article, just skimmed the discussion, but... How the hell can a mother (or any parent, for that matter) disown their child? ~shrugs~ Just a random question that no one can really answer, but seriously bugs me. It's great the guy's come out of the closet, and the idea of high profile people coming out is an interesting one. When a role model becomes gay all of a sudden... that kinda makes us all harder to make fun of, hehe. And for future reference, when citing an article or anything text from an outside link, pretty please copy and paste the actual article instead of just linking? It makes it so much easier for some of us people who have weird compy setups. For me, I'd have to disable my privacy service since the cookie was blocked from that site, so until I register and disable that and blahblahblah, I can't read the article. Just a thought.

It's very sweet that you're helping him out. I really just wanted to say that. Good thing you're doing. Good luck to all of ya. (As for unhealthy misconceptions about gays... you could always try the old "well that one's gay and you don't see him doing it" idea. ~shrugs~ It at least opens the door for further thought and discussion.)

Oh, the mixer... ~sigh~ I hate being poor. I'd like a mixer. Or a blender. You know, a good size nonstick skillet would be nice. A new wok would be awesome, too. Someone who knows how to adjust a stove to make the gas come out more at a time so the flame's hotter would be good. Takes forever to boil water. A pressure cooker... Yeah, I do all the cooking. I'm with ya sharon... get the mixer. No regrets, just get that mofo.

Hmmm... I feel very sorry for overweight people, and I sympathize. My BMI puts me in the middle of the "overweight" rating, under "obese", but more than "healthy". I once weighed 185 lbs and I was only like 5'1 or 2"...... and every day was a horrid nightmare of how much I wanted to lose weight and blahblahblah. I blame society. I really think this notion of having to be thin is very bad for everyone. Sure, being a little chunky might not be so healthy, but think of all the mental damage kids receive... ~nods~ Well, that's just my opinion. I still bristle when someone says fatass or anything like that around me, even if it's not directed anywhere near me... Like if someone called someone a fag right next to you, how'd you feel? Yeah, it's kinda like that. I'm not as bad anymore. I've recently gained back some of what I lost, so I fluctuate a bit between 165 and 170. I had gotten all the way down to 160, leaning toward the 150's, getting taller the whole time. I'm (supposedly...) 5'8" now. I look much better than I did before, and I feel better too. I still want to be thinner, but hey, no one's perfect. I just think it's very unhealthy to dwell on it. If you want to lose weight, make the simple decisions; drink diet, pick the fruit instead of the carb, and park far away. All this extremity in attitude and dieting scares me. ANYWAY, rant over, I'm done. Sorry, big issue for me. So, my New Year's resolutions have always been horribly unsuccessful. Jamessavik, I'm with you. Especially since quitting smoking is quite possibly the worst new year's resolution ever... come to think of it I've only met two people in my entire life who definitively quit. I had a friend who called the Marlboro company and said they were quitting. The guy laughed at him and said good luck. This year I think I'll pick... Finding a boyfriend. A decent one. Yeah... I'll make one... it wouldn't be that hard! Just need a few parts... ~cackles maniacally and heads for graveyard~

Awww, hehe, Ian, that's adorable. Several days come to mind... the summer the year I turned thirteen was pretty amazing. Nothing incredible, but it was kind of a turning point, y'know? And even though I hate to admit it, I guess this is probably my personal best day ever... Just before I turned seventeen I went to my best friend Samantha's house in Erwin, Tennessee. You've probably heard this story from me at some point, and you've read it if you've read Somewhere Only We Know. I went to prom with her, and we would've had fun no matter what. When you get the two of us together, we're just like that. I picked out a tux that I really really really liked... I have a soft spot for clothes, so sue me, lol. It started out so nervewrackingly awkward and anxious, but we made it to prom. Minutes after we got there, Samantha introduced me to Peter. He was just... wow, like breathtaking wow. And he seemed so adorable at the time. The whole night we flirted outrageously. To this day I wonder if I ruined Sammy's prom with all of my daring queer antics. But I was so happy! I'd been wanting a boyfriend so bad, and this attention was JUST what I needed. Once, Peter came up to me, acted like he was going to whisper something into my ear, and nibbled on my ear. It was so cute. Well, even through all of this flirting, I had insecurity issues. Sam knew it, though, and I caught her talking to him as I came out of the bathroom. She just smiled really big, giggled, and flitted off to talk to someone else. Peter stood beside me, looking at the dancefloor, so that gave me an idea. I asked him if he wanted to dance, and a slow song came on. There we were, two guys in the middle of a shitload of rednecks, dancing together. And I was SO happy. I felt borderline normal, and there was someone interested in me who I believed with all of my being was completely out of my league and was just flirting with me out of pity. So then, he smiled and blushed and did his so-cute-I-wanted-to-sex-him-up-right-there look. He said "Samantha says you really like me, but you don't think I like you." So it was my turn to blush and look away. He kind of waited for me to look back at his eyes (BEAUTIFUL green-blue eyes), and he said "But you're wrong." and he KISSED ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DANCEFLOOR, AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! :D:D:D:D Whew, okay, so then right as the makeout ended, some girl ran up to us with a camera saying "Aww, don't stop, I want a picture!" So we did it again! And there's a picture somewhere, lol! It was so great, so amazing, so incredibly out of character for me. Of course, it all ended badly a couple weeks later, but that day was definitely the best one of my entire life. It seemed so promising and fulfilling and awesome and beautiful and all those other words.

God I want a boyfriend so bad now.... Damn it rick, you made me sad!!!!!! I want a boy!!!! ~cries and sniffles~ Now someone hot, pity me and become my boyfriend! I wish you the best, captainrick!!!!!!!!!!!!! Take care of yourself, and keep an eye out for a cuddler!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ~brings out the lapdancing bunnies~ Hope you have a great one.

I FOUND IT! Well, I just happened to hear a snatch of it coming from something the other day, and remembered an old song... Don't Let Me Get Me.... by Pink! Even though I absolutely loathe the color pink, the singer is a different story. And that particular song does sort of sum up my anxious, self-destructive, weirdo kind of self. It matches quite nicely to my predominant mood. So while I would have to say that it would not be a CONSTANT, it is pretty generally the song I'd pick.

For as much money as she's getting... you're damn right I'd write another one.

My gift system might not work for everyone. I definitely wouldn't recommend it for MASS gift giving. However, it is fairly inexpensive and easy, though it does require creativity. I'll outline the steps. 1. Go to Wal-Mart, or some other store with nice prices. 2. Walk down every aisle. Walk slowly, paying attention to the merchandise while keeping your person in mind. 3. THINK CHEAP! Sounds evil, but the cheapness is part of the novelty of this method. 4. Anything that reminds you of that person, for any reason, consider the implications. Any inside jokes to work with? Try to make it funny. Or, try to make it cute! 5. Purchase your gift. Maybe it's something funny, cute, or even something with that person's name in it. (I got a girl a thingy called "Katie's Scrunchy Hanger" simply because her name was Katie. Then, I decorated it... see the next step) 6. DECORATION! This is KEY! Add PERSONAL touches. Remember your kindergarten days!!!! Color it, wrap it, add to it, JAZZ IT UP! Make it scream that it's made specifically for your person. It doesn't have to be hard, or expensive. Just use your imagination. 7. Add a card, and WRITE IN IT YOURSELF! Now, using only a minimal amount of money, a lot of creativity, some humor, and maybe an hour or two total, you've created a personal, one of a kind gift. I know this is vague, but this is basically what I do for everyone. If you're good at it, then it's great for last minute shoppers. It makes your special people feel good that you put thought into their gift; you thought about them specifically when you got it, and that creates instant warm fuzzies! Example: I procured a school lunchtray, wrote "F*CK" in big letters over the school logo, wrote a little message around the rim of it, and then added an "I love you!" note on the back. Tis a tray... to be used for... ermm... special things... example of an inside joke here, lol. This is Jordan's Christmas present from myself and another friend. Nice, personal, inexpensive, and lets them know you care. Or, if that sounds like too much creativity and work... try www.instasong.com My friend Liz gave me one last year... it still has the basics of my idea in it. Original thought, that's what counts. Here's one... http://instasong.com/servlets/GetTheGift?song=78811639

Jamessavik?! YOU LIKE MCR, DON'T YOU!!!!!?????!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And if you don't and you just used it as a random example, don't tell me. I'd rather go on in my own illusionary world where everyone loves MCR and wants to have their way with Gerard Way. At least it's pretty in my world. Okay, Ian... I'm a total freak, so I'm not sure you would take my advice. Most of the time, my approaches only work if the other person is a total freak as well. This works for me, though! See, I want a person who's just as strange as me! So, it works that I use a freakish approach. That in mind, I'd just go up to him and say something kind of like... "Hey, I'm Ian. Are you into guys? Because if you are, then I find you very interesting, and we should go out sometime. If you're not, then I was just kiddin'. We can go do something manly, and spit at things." Beware... this approach only works if the other person has a sense of humor. Sometimes... they don't. It's sad, I know! But some people really DON'T know how to tell what's funny! For the less forward... find a friend of his. Become their friend, or at least their acquaintance. It's really not that difficult. Once you know them well enough to have a comfy convo, pop the question at them. Word it gently, but ask! What I'm trying to say here, is that if you DON'T ask SOMEONE, you're going to be kicking yourself in the ass hard for it later, so it's better to just stuff all of your pride, dignity, and paranoia away and go for it.

Mine changes... I have way too many moodswings, so my soundtrack would have to have a song per mood. I'll post back if I find one versatile enough to work anytime...

If she kills Harry, I'm disowning her and burning all of my books. And the DVD's. And the cardboard cutouts. And I'm deleting all the random fanfics I've found. Okay... I'll shut up now.

Ooooo... ~pokes you with a stick~ It's a girl... Just kidding! Have fun here at GA, and happy holidays.

Counter productive... I was gonna say suicide, but counter productive sounds so much LESS DRAMATIC. Now that's a combo of words we don't see much around here. Somebody needs to hand out happy pills.

I really enjoy a good fantasy story, but am not very fond of sci-fi... and I've intended to write a fantasy epic for the longest, but they are very difficult to make original and new instead of the same boring formula over and over. That's the main reason I'm taking that idea very slowly... Forum games are fun! But I do agree they shouldn't be amongst other threads in the lounge. Perhaps a subforum is in order... most forums have a forum specifically for the forum games. They're great fun when you're just in a silly mood and want to have a quick laugh. All this talk about drama queens... ~sighs~ Sites die because of this, you know. Too many people not willing to give a little and reach a happy medium... Intelligent discussions... Graeme's right, there are a few in the Teen Spot forum. That's where a lot of my thread creating happens, since I'm around teens five days a week if not more, and I am one myself, lol. But, to tell the truth, I dislike discussing politics. I offend people when I talk about religion. So I try to stay away from those two topics.

I wonder if I should enter the thread without my hazmat suit??? I have returned after having no internet for four days... and I think that if I'd been without any longer I'd have gone completely insane from being cut off from the outside world. MS only offers so much intelligent conversation. And Rick, don't lie! That goat told me all about what happened! Tsk tsk! So yes, not a single actual point to this post... but it's my first since I've gotten my net back, so yay!

About a secret relationship in the rural south? Oh, this is going to be fun... lil gay boys in Louisiana... Actually, I went to New Orleans back in the day before Katrina a lot, and WOW some of those cajun boys are HAWT. Yummies. I just hope that they don't overdramatize this movie to the point to where it gets dumb... I mean, yeah, the south isn't the best place in the world, but even here it's very rare to have things as horrible as they get portrayed sometimes. I'll have to read the book sometime soon, too.