Dark Elegance

You scored as Buddhist.

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Buddhist

70%

Christian

65%

Jewish

60%

Cult

50%

Anarchist

45%

Catholic

35%

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Got my SAT scores!

Math: 570--Unfortunately, the same as last time.

Verbal: 730--90 points higher!!! YAY!

So now I have a 1300 in stead of a 1210. That increases my chances for *all* my colleges.

Unfortunately, like the ACT they look at math and verbal seperatly rather than at the composite. But 730 is pretty damn high.

I'm SO happy!! After working so hard at that SAT prep course I'm happy it paid off somewhere.

Hopefully things will go well and i'll get into all my colleges. That would be awesome.

Yay!!

Your Sexual Personality: Sensualist

For you to enjoy sex, it's got to feel, smell, look, sound, and taste right

You're all about ultimate sensual experiences - from bubble baths together to feeding each other

You're up for some kinky stuff, but only if it feels right to you.

You tend be a hedonist in the bedroom, taking all night to savor each sexual moment.

Your sexual power position is missionary. You like to feel every inch of your partner's body.

Sometimes, you'll flip over for rear entry, but you'll still be laying on top of one another.

You are most compatible with other sensualists and princes / princesses.

You need a lover who enjoys being spoiled in bed as much as you do.

Get with a tiger / tigress and you'll feel like the sex is too cheap and fast.

Get with an adventurer / adventuress, and you won't be happy with the icky things they want to do.

Kink things up by playing with anything by Kama Sutra.

They specialize in products that enhance every pleasurable sensation.

What's Your Sexual Personality?

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You Are Submissive!

Pain may or may not be your thing, but chances are at least a little spanking turns you on.

Submissive doesn't mean your a masochist (though you could be!)

It means you like your lover to take charge ... and take care of you

In return, you like to worship your partner - in whatever way (s)he wants!

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Not feeling too well.

I've been sick all week.

A friend is attempting to teach me Classical Chinese. Not easy.

I'm at work right now. I collated for like three hours and then sorted mail for like another hour. I've got two hours left to do nothing. Yay! I finally get to sit down.

I got my check too. $88!! well with the taxes and stuff it's only $81....and this first pay check doesn't have my normal amount of hours on it because the first week Iw as being trained. So normally I'll get around $89. OH! and they want me to work the Wed. before Thanksgiving and the Friday after Thanksgiving and that saturday, so that's lotsa money. :: nods:: I need it for gas....

Sad thing? Remi works more and get lots more money than I do. She gets a full paycheck and then dad takes that and puts it in her back and she gets another half in cash(kinda like when I was her age and working at the orthodontist place).

Mom and dad aren't gonna make her pay for some gas an they aren't gonna pay for some gas and yet about a third of the gas that I buy I spend on her (picking her up and dropping her off at school, work, piano, and friends' houses), maybe even half! A tank costs around $30. So....should she pay at least $10? Well she offered to help with gas...she'll give me a whole..$3 a week! Oh yeah..that buys like what? A gallon and a half of gas? That's gonna help me a lot.

So let's recap.

Remi gets more money than I do.

Parents are making me drive Remi around to....well, everywhere.

Parents are making me pay for gas all by myself.

I use a 1/3-1/2 a tank on Remi.

Remi will only pay $3 a week.

How the hell does that work out?!

I totally think I should get more, besides, it's also my time I'm spending by driving her everywhere. I should get paid for that too!!

So, if we do that math...

I use about a tank in two weeks....

Therefore, that's $15 a week. Remi uses about 1/3-1/2 a tank so she should pay about $5-$8 everyweek(if she pays $5 then that's $10 over two weeks, if she pays $8 that's 16 over two weeks. Tis all just depends on the price of gass at the time).

So! Why is she not paying for all this?! I mean I've talked to some *parents* who think this is stupid. I've tlaked to some *teachers* who think this is stupid....but my parents?! Oh, it's logical to them. Why?

Oh simple.

Because when I was a kid, they didnt't make me pay for gas when they drove me around.

Lovely.

Great.

That's like, almost half my paycheck on gas...for remi? $10 would be like a 1/9th of her paycheck.

Does *anyone* think this is completely unfair. And yes, I'm whining.

Maybe when I get home mom will want to go shopping but somehow I doubt that....

:: shrugs:: Oh well. Better to save money!

Wow.

I passed my road test on thursday and got my license right away. Yay Happy.

So, now I'm at work. They let me use the compi.

It's dead here right now but I bet I'll get a call in a minute just for saying that. I'm waiting on the mail so I can sort it out. I did everything else.

::sighs::

Went to the dance last night. Did a last minute shop for costume thing on the way over. I was a witch. All I bought was the hat.

It's nice to drive myself.

Now that I can I am going to see a friend tonight. YAY.

Alice said she's back this weekend. I'll have to check up on her. Maybe drive to her house or something. Ick. But I shouldn't cause of the gas.

Hope that the traffic isn't too bad. There's a game starting like right as I leave work so...

At least it's clearer today. No fog, which is really nice.

Blah. I'll go read a book now.

Hung out with a friend today.

Saw Cruel Intentions. Good Movie. Go see it. Sebastian is hot and awesome!

Work tomorrow. First day. Whee.

Obsessed with my new Apple Perfumeria Gal Lip Balm. Good Stuff. Get some. It's rare to find some for $6 in a store but you can get one for that price at Urban Outfitters.

Wow I'm bored.

When I get money I'll buy...

~A good costume,
~A good journal(leather with a lock),
~And that really cool cross that Karthryn has in Cruel Intentions.

::nods::

Oh yeah. Money...A job...God I need this job, I hope she's ok with all those test dates....

Nothing more to say.

Bye.

I GOT THE JOB!!!

Laura was so impressed by my resume, and even the fact that I had one was enough to get a great response. She loved that I had so much job experience in the area and she liked my cover letter as well. She thought was perfect for the job apparantly. Laura told me she had some other people she was supposed to talk to about the job but she said that she really felt very comfortable with me working there and I was hired! YAY!

So, the only issue now is the fact that I have ACT's next week, SAT's Nov. 6th and SAT 2's Dec. 4th. They are all on Saturday's as you know and all during the time I work. She's very flexible though and I told her before we made any plans for training and stuff about the conflicts and I just e-mailed her the dates so hopefully she won't decide that I'm too unreliable and overbooked for the job.....I really want to work there and getting fired right after getting hired isn't wonderful. I have to keep in mind that she did have other options, other people. I'm usually very dependable. I only rescheduled work or had a sick day 3 or 4 times out of the three years I worked at the orthodontist's office. So yeah. I was sure to point that out in my e-mail.

Oh well. I can only hope.

I'm dying now so I will go sleep.

Does anyone have a good suggestion for what I should be for Halloween? I was thinking Belly Dancer but if you have a better idea, leave a comment!!

Ok. I sleep. Night. ^_^

P.S. Saw Fight Club. Good movie. Go watch it.

Your beauty is inspiring. Your beauty is the kind
that would inspire people to write poetry or
paint beautiful artwork with. People think your
absolutely gorgeous but you seem to think
differently sometimes. Guys daydream about you
but not just because of your lovely body but
because of your face. Your kind of beauty can
be characterized my flawlessness. Your so
beautiful that usually people can't stop
looking at you. You can be profound and really
understand people's emotions You're a work of
art inside and out. (If you can't see tje pics,
go to my homepage and look near the bottom and
find your result)

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Ok, so I know it's been like forever.

So right now I'm supposed to be in Aromatherapy but no one was there and so now I'm supposed to be looking up shit for the class. Ha. Not likely.

Later today I have a job interview at Ed Surovell Reality, where my cousin works. I wrote up a resume and cover letter and all that good stuff. Whee. Apparanty some other girl may have called for the job. Her parents work at a reality place so i may have some competition. But then my cousin work for them and I have a resume and cover letter which many kids my age really don't have or even think about. :: sighs:: I need this job. I hope I get it.

Someone just asked if my purse was Burberry. Interesting that people would recognize the pattern, especially a guy. Funny, mom bought it for me cause she said it looked like Burberry. It's actually just Avon. Burberry has one more white strip and one more black strip on it's pattern.

:: sighs:: I should probably do my creative writing critique now. Damn thing.

Wish me luck with this job thing....

Lucifer. The most misunderstood of all the
ArchAngels, you're most like the ArchAngel of
Light. You've seen the darkside and have opted
for something better. You need better press,
though chances are no one will really
understand your motives.

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Owl

The vision and hearing of Grandmother Owl is
very powerful. Those with this medicine are
can be gifted with the ability to see into the
human psychic and become clairvoyant listeners.
Owl often visits those who are teachers,
therapists and counselors. As a guide, the owl
teaches us to see and hear past shadows, beyond
fear and darkness, though to the other side
that promises light, happiness and knowledge.

Owl's Wisdom Includes:

Stealth

Secrecy

Silent and swift movement

Seeing behind masks

Keen sight

Messenger of secrets and omens

Shape-shifting

Link between the dark, unseen world and the world
of light

Comfort with shadow self

Moon magick

Freedom

The owl, whose large eyes peering through the
darkness can see any deception. He is always
wary of those who he does not feel completely
close to (which is not many). The owl is a
loner. Call on him if you think people are
keeping the truth from you. He will be able to
open your eyes.

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Morpheus

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-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.

What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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You're Element is Water. You are soft and serene at
most times but like Wind, you're scary when
you're mad. You proabaly have a talent is
singing and even your speaking voice is lovely.
You have an innocent type of beauty that makes
you look younger than you are and you like
close relationships with people.

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Watching Law and order I realized something. Tonight's episode was on a bunch of rapes in Chinatown. This episode brought to light something that every Chinese woman knows to some extent and that is that Black men are simply not acceptable as boyfriends or husbands. I'm not saying we are all racist. I'm saying that we are brought up to think of them as less than we are. My generation doesn't care about race, but ask my grandmother about black people and she'll go on a rant about how we should not date them.

This made me think. Looking at the Chinese language, we are all in some way taught to think of ourselves as better than anyone else. Since I was little I wondered why China was called the Middle kingdom, why we call black and white people Ghosts.

I was told by my grandmother that it was because they are not to be considered as people, that Chinese people are the only real people and everyone else are simply ghosts. This is a rather traditional way of thinking. My grandmother thinks this way, my father perhaps every now and then will lapse into that mind set and my mother never does. ( keep in mind that my father is 12 years older than my mother) The point is, it's wrong to think this way and I am disgusted that Chinese people in general have this built in mindset that we are better than anyone else. It's even in our language ( although as a friend pointed out, only less sophisticated Chinese will use words like that). :: sighs:: My sister said that the show made us all look racist...and that it really isn't that bad. What's sad is that in some places, it is and I honestly wish I could fix that.

Of all my friends, I work the hardest in the way of chores.

I mean mostly kids I know do dishes, and maybe even cook dinner.

But how many of you have to clean not only your own bathroom and room ( which is fine, afterall you live in it right?) but have to clean your *parents* room and bathroom? How many of you not only have to do your own laundry but your parents as well?

How many of you have to listen to your parents tell you that *their* bathroom is as disgusting as it is because *you* did not clean it for them?

And how many of you have to do all of this just to go out with your friends?

I have to do all these things just so that I can go out for a few hours and not even have the money to buy myself dinner. You all wonder why I don't eat when I go out with you? It's because I don't have the money. Why not?

Because it would take about four hours worth of work cleaning not only the entire house but the cars, and the garage just to make enough to go out *and* eat.

Some of the poeple I know get $10 a week for doing less than a fraction of what I have to do just to hang out with a friend for 2 hours. Some of the people I know don't even have to clean their own bathrooms because their parents do it for them or they have hired help. And some of the people I know can go out whenever they want, with whoever they want, where ever they want, for as long as they want and as many times as they want. Not only that but their parents *give them money* whenever they do just because they ask for it.

Heh, right. And my parents yell at me for not being grateful that they are so lenient and for letting me have so much freedom.

I'm sick of this place. I'm not whining, I'm angry. And if you want to help me then get me out of here.

pulchermors <-----I know you can't see it here, but if you click Whispers in the Dark you'll see that it's a neon green color.

::blink:: Thanks Ricky....

It's wonderful to feel wanted.

It's even more wonderful when someone tells you that they actually like you enough to go out with you. That they actually want to go out with you on some level.

Wah...

That's just so cool.

It was a nice day at school today. I wore a tank-top with spaghetti straps, and in the morning I thought that I would feel uncomfortable wearing so little, as I often am. But I was perfectly comfy in the shirt and it was great. I think my self-confidence is growing, rather has been and now I can wear things and not feel self-conscious. It's nice really when you realize that how you see yourself affects how people see you.

It was really warm by lunch time so my jacket wasn't necessary. I hung out with Krissy for a it and then went out with Emma and Bill. They actually called me and asked if I wanted to go with them. It was cool. Bill and David now call me Milano ("I'm gonna call you Milano from now on, because you're sweet like the cookie." ~David). It's really sweet and I like it.

Nate had his frisbee and we played out on the front lawn all lunch hour. Our circle went from Kennedy, Bill, Emma and Nate and I to Kennedy, Bill, Emma, Nate, Tom, David, Josh, Jake, Ben and I. It was awesome. I had lots of fun. After that I walked to the Library, dug through some old Yearbooks (I was bored, but I did finally end up looking up a friend of mine).

I also checked out two Enya cd's I was looking for on Friday but they, for some reason, didn't have.

As for Kennedy, I talked with Krissy about it and this is the last time I'll really talk about him unless he really pisses me off. Krissy said something to me today that's very true. Unless you serve some purpose for Kennedy, he will ignore you, and he ignores us because we are smart enough not to be used by him. I mean I'm still nice to him and in large groups like at lunch today he's nice to me too. But he's no longer a friend. Just another guy who I happen to know.

Alice invited me to go see The Lion King in Detroit in two weeks and we get a backstage tour since her mom is friends with the orchestra director(?)(correct me if I'm wrong Alice). Anyway, I think mom's pretty ok with it so as soon as Alice gives me the times and the price I can let mom know. *Hint hint Alice* ^_~

I'm gonna try to convince mom to let me have another ear piercing, this time like higher up like where you put an ear cuff. I really want one and I'm totally willing to pay for it myself if she doesn't want to. I just need her permission, and I figure that if I just ask politely and point out that if I don't like it (as she claims I won't) and if she's right then it will be my money wasted, not her's. I mean all I really need is her permission. And once I turn 18 I'll get it done myself if she won't let me do it now. But when I asked at the mall if I could buy it myself she said "Not right now." but she didn't seem to think the idea was horrible. Anyway, it's worth a try.

::sighs:: So tonight I have to do a psychology test and a few assignments, and right now I'm making lunch. But that was my day so far. It wasn't bad at all. :: nods:: Yeah, more days should be like that.

Oh! And btw, my math teacher is taking us out for ice cream on Wednesday instead of just doing math! Cool, huh? (As a side note, I actually worked almost all class hour today in math, despite the fact that we were just working on the math final review packet and he wasn't teaching. It makes me feel better about myself when I am actually being productive, plus I did all the homework this semester and so I know the material.)

::sighs:: Let's hope the rest of the day is as good. I have to go to my sister's piano recital at church. I don't mind the recital part, I mind the church part. And to top it off the pastor is enforcing a dress code. I'll post it later tonight. ^_^

::sighs:: I'm tired of guys that are mean just to get a rise out of me.

I'm tired of people who ignore me or pretend I mean nothing to them so I will give them lots of attention to get them to talk to me again.

And I'm tired of being lonely. To tell the truth I miss having a boyfriend, but while many people say "Oh she can do SO much better." behind my back when I *do* have a boyfriend, they don't realize that I really can't, considering all the better guys can get better girls. I'm not amazing nor am I pretty, so why the hell do they think I can do better.....but then again, who are they to judge who I deem worthy for myself?

And besides, all the guys I would even just consider, not actually go out with, not really like in any special way, just consider, couldn't care less about having girlfriends, at least not having me as one. And that's not mentioning the guys I am interested in. (By the way, don't try guess who they are, it doesn't matter for one and two I can tell you whoever you're thinking are not the ones I like.)

I know, I know. Don't be stupid Mel. I whine too much.

Did I tell you about the kid at school who I don't know but started hitting on me? Then he went into a corner and started whining to himself that I was "The One" and that I was a "Perfect match if only I were a water sign" (which by the way I am not. My element is fire thank you very much.) He also said, "She's everything I'm looking for." Apparantly this guy was told something about his future where he'd meet a girl who was a water sign and apparantly I fit that description in every way. At least that's what I assume from what I heard him tell his friend. He kept saying "She's the one."

While I was definitly creeped out by him (he was rather polite though, very gentlemanly) and while I don't know him at all and I'm not interested in him, hearing those words about me..."She's the one" and "She's perfect" Things like that....I wish I could hear them again. Not from him, just from someone I know and like. I wish I could hear "You're mine." not just in the physical sense, but in that emotional relationship sense.

Hearing that random guy say all those things reminded me how much I missed them.

His name was Charles if you're wondering...a rather overweight african american sophomore or freshman. In any case he was young and definitly not my type. A bit too foward in my opinion for someone I did not know at all. And this time I actually tried not to flirt, since I'm told I do it all the time without realizing. I really didn't want to lead this guy on.

He saw me today at school and said hi in that...kinda...young-schoolboyish-lovestuck-kid kinda way. Ya know...like a swooning..."Hi, Melanie." That really was way too sweet. I didn't appreciate it.

It sounds stupid for me to be whining about not having someone like me when someone very obviously does. But I'll mention again that I do not know him at all, and that is the most important thing. And like I said, I have certain people I like already, even if they don't want to acknowledge it.

Blah. And now I'm off to Prom. Alone. I never thought I would go to Prom alone. Without a date and without friends. I mean I'll see friends there who are all seniors...I'm going for them since next year they won't be coming back. But see, all of my junior friends go to Pi hi. And the friends that go to commi don't like dances and probably won't go to their own Proms. ie. Anna.

Just as some people like Forums, and are loyal to them, certain things I am loyal to too. Maybe I'm old-fashioned...ok I am. But I believe you go to things like Prom and Graduation. I believe you go with the guy you like and you have dinner and you go in a beautiful Prom dress....It may be a hassle to everyone else but it's important to me. Then again, it's been proved that what's important to me really doesn't matter to anyone else....even friends.

I said something to someone today when they asked me who I was going with. I said, "No one likes me enough to go with me." I wonder if that's the truth....Bill pointed out that I didn't ask anyone, and the only one I did ask turned me down twice. But no one asked me. I broke my own little rule of old-fashionedness to ask a guy instead of waiting to get asked. That didn't work out and I wasn't really expecting it to anyway. But I didn't get asked by anyone. I hope Senior Prom isn't like this or I might not go. Maybe I'll hang out with druggies and get myself stoned because I'm not good enough to be asked, or to get a yes answer.

And at the very least I was hoping to go in a group of friends. Even girls who aren't going with a guy are going with friends...I'm not. Daddy is my escort. Lovely.

Ok. I'll shut up. I really will. Besides, I doubt anyone read all of this anyway. If you read this line right here (after reading all that up there) then I owe you lunch. But you have to have read all of that up there otherwise forget it.

I bet you no one actually did.

Does he realize how much he hurts me? I mean he says the meanest things and what's worse is that it's not as if he's not even trying really hard.

Someday we need to fix you.

FIX me? All because I happened to say a sentence off hand that had the words husband and pregnant wife in the same sentence? Is it wrong to think that way, that people get married and have children?

Despite what you say, you're so conservative.

Because I said husband instead of man or woman even? What the hell?! My school is liberal and we think liberally but if it comes at the cost of hating conservatives or even the slightest comment that may in the smallest way sound conservative, then we are just as bad as the worst of the lynchers that once ruled the South. Conservative isn't bad, it's just different and everyone can have their own views. I may not be completely radical but I'm still a person.

We would have gotten out earlier, but it's all Melanie's fault. I mean we would have been done if she had just sped up.

I care about the fucking MEAP if no one else does. I like going over my answers, I like doing well even if the score doesn't matter except for a scholarship because I want that scholarship and I want to go to Oberlin and I need to do well on the MEAP if that's what I want. Every penny counts.

He's so nice to everyone else but to me...it's like he thinks I have no feelings. I told myself a long time ago that I wouldn't pretend to be depressed to get attention, but in reality those are the only people who do get attention, especially from him and especially from people on the third floor. I don't shine like Anna does and I can't be crazy or funny like Tom but that doesn't mean I should't be noticed. Just because someone doesn't cut themself or starve themself or wants to kill themself does not mean that they can't get hurt. Everyone has feelings, and while yes the depressed ones need the attention and need to be held, so do the normal ones who may only cry once in a while.

Because, while it may not happen everyday, we still shed tears, and it hurts just as much.

It's interesting what you can find in Amsterdam. A lot of things there are legal, like Pot for example. As well as prostitution. There's a Red Light District and all the workers there are tested for STD's and there's a police patrol that are always around to help the people who work there. Miss treating a girl or guy from the Red Light District is a very bad thing. As in just because you paid for them doesn't ean they are your slaves, you ave to treat them nicely and youc an't force them to do anything. I like that.

Anyway, Amsterdam is sometimes called the Venice of the north because of the many canals that surround it. There are three main canals that are man made and were dug out around three centuries ago as a defense mechanism.

The coat of arms for Amsterdam has three X's one on top of another, vertically. Now as much as that seems to imply sex and other X-rated things, it actually come from the many windmills that are found all over the netherlands, once called Holland. The X's represent the four sides on a windmill. Cool huh?

The first day we were there we arrived at around 7:30 am their time, and that means that it was around 1:30 am here. Yeah, the first thing we did after finding our hotel was to go to the Anne Frank House. I had the privilege of standing in Anne Frank's room, where the pictures she glued on the walls are still there and intact, showing the interests of this 14 year old girl. It was very interesting. For the first time I went through that museum and read every plaque there was and watched every video all the way through. I also saw the original diary of Anne Frank, which is red plaid and it's got a cloth cover and a lock. It's rather cute....I saw her handwriting too, which is smaller than mine, and you all know how small that is!

I think the saddest thing is that she died thinking she was alone, and not knowing that her father was alive...she might have lived if she had known...she died onl a month before the liberation.

I saw a class of students on a field trip with their teacher. They were learning about Anne Frank and the Holocost and although I couldn't understand the teacher I saw her show pictures of Anne Frank's room and indicated, basically, "Look! See, we are standing in Anne Frank's room, see how it matches this picture?" That's what I'm pretty sure she said. The sad thing is, I was the only one listening....Those students have no idea how lucky they are to be able to go there on a field trip. I doubt they even know how famous Anne is.

Oh, another really sad thing is that my mother and my grandmother knew nothing about Anne Frank. In fact mom had no idea what she was looking at, that she was walking through history and touching the things that were so important....It scared me to think that I could be like that...not know something that effected so many people. My dad wasn't there, but when I told him about Anne Frank's house he knew who I was talking about. My mother didn't, my grandmother didn't. Of course my grandmother was nice enough to buy a chinese copy of The Diary of Anne Frank. So she'll learn at the very least....but mom...she didn't even want to know. She told us to explain it to grandma and din't want to hear herself...

It was awesome though...I mean I touched it! I touched history. I saw *the* bookcase that hid the Annex!! It was amazing and scary too how small and steed the stairs were. There was one staircase that lead from the first floor to the third, one straight, narrow, *steep* staircase, with no landing between the floors. If you fell down that thing there was no way you could have lived. They put a glass floor over the space that let you trhough to the first floor so it was only a staircase from the second to the third floor. That was a relief, but people even refused to step on the glass, prefering to just go around and stretch for the stair....It was odd though...I mean....the stair went from the first floor, through the ceiling/floor of the second story (there was this rectangle that you walk through) and it just kept going on up to the third floor.....creepy. Another stair case just started in the floor of the second story. No railing or anything, just a rectangular hole in the floor with stairs leading down.

Actually, the Anne Frank House wasn't as small as I thought it would be. It's bigger than many apartments in Hong Kong. Peter's room was small though because there was a stair case leading up right in the middle of it. But yeah. My father would think it was pretty big, because he lived in Hong Kong with his parents and 8 other brothers and sisters and the apartments there are tiny. But many would say that the annex was small for 8 people.

The next day, I woke up and the *first* thing I heard was mom yelling at me, threatening me and telling me not to even look at Remi and at first I was confused. And then I realized she was talking about me waking up and how I'm always the last one ready. I pointed out that the night before I told her it was not my fault if I couldn't get up because those damn pills made me sleep way too long. Remember, sedatives. She was the one who made me take them and here she said it was my fault I couldn't get up and yelling at me. First thing in the morning. She claims that she called many times, but I really didn't hear those other tmes. Waking me up when I'm drugged is nearly impossible and I told her so. :: sighs:: And so to prove my point I let Remi get up first and waited a good ten minutes before getting up. I finished before everyone and *I* was the one waiting for them. Mom didn't apologize, even after I pointed out that now I was the waiting for *her* and that it obviously didn't matter who the hell got up first.

So grandma tells me, Don't say anything to her and then she can't yell at you. So I did just that. For the rest of the day I didn't talk to her at all. She got mad at me for not smiling, and for not talking to her. Btw, the day before, when I did smile and talk to her, she got mad because I was smiling too much in her opinion and I was being manic. Right. So what the fuck does she want from me?! Anyway....

So we went and saw the van Gogh museum and once again I read everything there was to read. I ended up making them all wait for me both times (Anne Frank and van Gogh) because I was too absorbed with learning about these people. People get bored much too easily. This is why I want to travel with people who appreciate museums, history and culture. Smart, intellectual people.

Anyway, the van Gogh exhibit was awesme. I loved it and grandma did too (we got her a Chinese audio tour because otherwise she'd make up her own version of the story of van Gogh, which is what she does when she watches the news....it's funny to hear her critize people on the news about things they never did, but she thought they did because that's how she thought of it).

After that we went on a bus tour, and my meds still hadn't worn off and I ended up sleeping for like five minutes and mom got even more mad at me for that so she went to sit with grandma (who apparantly fell asleep too). Remi cheered me up a lot. She can be silly and mean but in the end I love her. So I decided I shouldn't be pouty anymore and started talking to mom again, but I won't forget what she did. I think she thinks I gave up on being upset. In truth I'm still upset beause of her, but I just didn't want to deal with her anymore. She said I was ruining her vacation, well if it makes her feel any better she was ruining mine too. Remi was nice enough to try and make it better for me, even if I did almost bite her head off for it. It was cool though cause we got to get off the bus and go see a diamond factory. It's one of the things that Amsterdam is famous for. For over four hundred year Amsterdam has the been the leader in selecting, polishing and setting the best diamonds. The diamonds in the Crown Jewels in London were selected, cut and polished in Amsterdam.

After the bus tour, we went on a boat tour along the canals. It was really fun. We saw the narrowest house in Amserterdam, it was aboutt he width of two front doors. Back in the old days, taxes were calculated by how wide your house was, and so narrow houses were more cost effective. In the words of our tour guide "A couple lives there, they are very happy, but no children. You know why? No room for a double bed!"

Another characteristic of Amsterdam is the fact that each house will either have a coat of arms or some other distinguishing factor about the people who live there....on the narrowest canal in Amsterdam, where the houses are built right into the water like in Venice, we saw two houses across from each other. Both houses were black and on the side of one house there was a white Cat statue, climbing up the side of the building. It was in cruched position, like it was hunting...And on the other house, right across from the first, on the same level as the cat there was a little tiny white Mouse, also climbing up the building. Cute huh? The tour guild thinks that the people must be friends, like Tom and Jerry he said. ^_^ I thought it was the cutest thing ever. The cat and the mouse were actual sizes, so it's hard to spot the mouse but we did see it. Really adorable....

Amsterdam is thought of as the rich merchant city. It's not like Paris or London, cities of Princes and Kings, but it's the rich merchant's city. There's one place on the Gentleman's Canal called the Golden Bend I believe. And there the architecture of the houses is simply beautiful. That's where the richest of these merchants lived. Now they are so expensive that they have been turned into offices, and they are no longer houses.

I loved Amsterdam and I'd love to go back one day with my friends. We didn't see a lot because of how young Remi and I are. Actually I'm old enough to do a lot of things in Amsterdam but Remi isn't. You can buy alcohol in Amsterdam at 16. So yeah. I want to see the Red Light District and party in the Night center that's full of clubs and bars. In Amsterdam the stores all close at 6 and close later ont he weekends (completely opposite from what we do here huh?) because veryone wants to go out and party at night. Even mom said she wold have gone to see The Red Light District and the clubs if we weren't around.

So, if anyone wants to come with me when we're older, let's go to Amsterdam!

Remi decided to start a shot glass collection. Shot glasses from around the world. Like Mom's spoon collection. Mom said I should start a key chain collection. I decided not to. So now Remi has an Amsterdam shot glass and a Chicago shot glass (shot glasses in Chicago are big! They're like two shots actually).

So then after the boat tour we went back to the hotel and the next day we came home. Rather short trip but we saw a lot. It was fun. I thought that living in Amsterdam would be fun, but the houses are so small and the stair cases are steep and narrow. In fact, all the houses have iron hooks outside at the very top of the building. So when you move into a house they use that hook, a hoisting hook, to pull the furniture up the outside of the house and then it gets pulled in through the windows! That's how small those houses are!

All in all Amsterdam was great...I simply must go back, anyone want to come? ^_~

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