So I spent my Father's Day alone.  My dad usually uses Father's Day as a break from being a father, even though he's usually pretty absent most times.  I mean, I like being alone...  It was just difficult for me on Sunday, because I haven't spent a lot of time with my dad, and I was expecting to spend the day with him, but instead he spent the ( Read more... )

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 So Nancy's totally pissed at me because George Michael peed in her huge master bedroom.  Nancy, I'm sooo sorry, I must apologize for George Michael being a cat.  I mean, what the hell?  It's hilarious when Nancy is pissed though, because she tries to hide it, but you can totally see it in her eyes, and her voice gets higher.  She tries to keep her ( Read more... )

 I am in love.

George Michael is ADORABLE.  He's a little gray kitten and it's so nice to have a little thing who loves me no matter what.

I will post a more thorough update soon, but I'm in a kitty trance right now.

Ever since I was about four years old, I've wanted long, silky black hair.  I'm a blonde (like, white blonde).  And ever since then, I've been begging my parents to let me dye it.  I've bleached it before, and they're okay with that, but nooo, I was a natural blonde (and you can't take it for granted!), so I had to stay that way.  I've considered ( Read more... )

So... I'm new to this online journal thing.  And I'm (almost) a sixteen-year-old.  I'm a pathetic excuse for a "teenager."  What teen hasn't had an online journal to pour all of her thoughts to the entire world?  Er... me.  Until now.  I guess I should introduce myself.  I'm Ophelia.  All of my friends used to call me "Ophie" until it drove me ( Read more... )