Sunday, May 04, 2003
 
Last night I was babysitting, and the little girl asked me to polish her nails, so I did. Then she asked me to put the same polish on my nails (so that we could be twin princesses), and I did. It was a light pink polish with glitter. I tested it, and it wasn't that peel off Tinkerbell stuff that you can just rub with your fingers, and have peel off. It seemed to be real nail-polish. This morning I was looking at my hands, and there was no nail polish on my fingers. They are now nail polish free. I never took the nail polish off. It just disappeared. I don't get it. Where did the nail-polish go!?
Posted by Rebecca at 9:37:00 PM

Imagine... You're 12 years old and just discovered how to make a webpage. You just discovered the wonderful world of moving gifs and huge images. So, what do you do? You make your own web page, complete with all the things that make the internet wonderful.

Or so you think.

This is the webpage for that part in each person. The part that wants to have lots of moving images. The part that wants to take lots of online quizes and surveys.

Just look at all the stuff the web has to offer. You want to swallow it all up, and apply it back to your one little peice of space on the web.

This is the space...



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