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I decided to take this entire bio thing down. It was way too long and made me look much too egotistical. Kind of like a rampaging version of Regis Philbin, I guess. (I hate that guy.) Interesting side note though; which will give you some insight into the "craaaaazy" inner workings of my family: When I ever refer to Regis Philbin in degrading terms, my mom takes it as a personal insult and feels its her duty to defend the aging, annoying host of the "popular" game show, "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire". Or as I like to call it, "Watch Current Icon Regis Philbin. Now without Saturated Reference to Kathie Lee."

And there was dancing in the streets. DANCING.

If you take a look below, there are few pages you can go to to learn more about me -- alot of them actually haven't been updated in a while, but I think the information somewhat still stands.

Here are a few other things I'm sure you all were absolutely dying to know about me. Yep. Interesting stuff here.

Here is some randomness; my life summed up in a few fun facts:

- I'm good at English. Or at least I was good before I started staying up until 4:30 a.m. Now my brain cells are continual sleeping in slumber-related retardation. Ah, but who am I kidding? My English skills lacked before. I was like a foreign exchange student who could only say 'I from Czechoslavakia' in response to anything.

- I have a mom. She's insane, as most mom's seem to be. She loves Harrison Ford; freezing things; and correcting my grammatical errors. With physical abuse.

- God could be broccoli.

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I so completely miss being a child. Even despite the spandex.

Mel

Mel and I used to live directly behind each other. We used to have to climb over this rickety old fence to get to each other's houses, where we'd commence either playing Barbies, watching Michael Jackson's thriller or playing weird games of tag with her creepy neighbours. Again, you don't want to know.

Sarah E

The first time Sarah tried to climb over the above mentioned fence she fell and sprained her ankle. Poor sar. :(.

Tanya

We used to play a grrrreat game I created called "Run Around the Dumpster". Basically, you would run around a dumpster with your eyes closed trying to tag people. I was never "it". Although, many people did sustain facial injuries from this game. When I moved Tanya's letter to me said, quote on quote, "Dear Sarah. I miss you. Both me and Sarah E. are glad we don't have to play 'Run Around the Dumpster' anymore."

Gen

Gen and I weren't as close when we were younger. Cos she was very, very bossy. hehehe. And so was I.

Brad

Yes, Brad did take "special classes". How'd you guess?