3/26/99
Gee. .. guess it's been a long time, hasn't it?! Well, I am just writing to announce that I have a new favortie movie. Yes, the world can keep on turning cuz Danielle has a new fav movie!! YeAh!! Anyways. . . it's What Dreams May Come. It's sort of bittersweet, happy, and sad all wraped into one. Besides that I love Robin Williams (you guys have to admit he is very funny) and Cuba Gooding Jr. Ok. . . i'll tell you a secret, but only if you promis not to tell anyone else. Shhhhh. . . I cried. I don't know why. I guess it just go to me. If you have seen this movie, NO i did not cry at the end. . . I cried in the middle. You probably know what I'm talking about. Well, thats it for now, so I'm out.
2/8/99
I'm sorry, but you do not talk about people who are supposed to be your FRIENDS behind there back. So all of you people out there (RYAN, ELIZABETH, CHRIS) who say you are my friends, but talk about me behind my back, you need to get the facts before you open your mouths. And don't tell lies. It puts me in a fucking pissy mood!
1/23/99
Ok. . . I was talking to my buddy Elizabeth, and this thought came into my head, so I am going to share it with you. I decided that guys are like chocolate. One second your eating chocolate and enjoying. . . the next you step on a scale and blame the chocolate for all your troubles. Think about this, and have a nice day.
1/18/99 I had this really weird dream last night. It was about N Sync don't think i am some crazed fan, cuz i am not. . . i just happen to like N Sync, okay? So get off my back!! Anyways. . . I think I had this dream cuz before i went to sleep i put my CD player on random and BSBs, Mya, Brandy, Monica, and N Sync were in my CD player, and oh yeah. . . in my dream i was like 17 or 18. . . so here goes:
I was a famous singer (cuz you know I'm down with the whole singing thing, and a friend of mine suggested me singing professionally), and somewhere along the way I met up with N Sync. Justin and I dated for like a year and I went on tour with N Sync for a couple of months, but Justin and I had this huge fight, and broke up, so I started up my own tour.
Now it's like 6 months later and I have this arena filled with people. The stage is huge and it has steps on stage (if any of you have ever been to a Celine Dion concert you know what I'm talking about). It's all dark and smokey (special effects smoke). The music begins to play and a spot light comes down. There I stand at the top of the stairs in this long black s-strap dress, with a mic and a stool behind me.
I started to sing "If you died i wouldn't cry cuz you never loved me anyways" by Mya and I kept having flashbacks of me and Justin together.
Then the music for "Right here waiting" by Monica and 112 off of her new CDcame on, which was a duet I used to {in my dream} do with JC, but could easily be a solo. So I started sining, and when it comes to JCs part, I am interupted by a guy singing, and up the stairs walks JC, singing his part. I walk down and we meet in the middle of the stair case. I'm all surprised, but we sing the song.
When it's over, I say to the audience "Ladies and Gentlemen, JC of N Sync!" they go wild, and I turn to JC and I say "What are you doing here?"
"Well, Justin has a little something he wants to say to you."
The music for "God must have spent a little more time on you" by N Sync starts and out comes the rest of N Sync leaded by Justin.
"Don't do this to me." I whisper to JC. He just smiles and walks down the stairs, while Justin walks up, singing. I sit down on one step, and put my head in my hands. Justin stands over me for a second, then kneels next to me. I look up, give him the coldest look, then walk over to where Chris, Lance, and Joey are standing.
JC starts singing his part and I look over to see Justin sitting there staring at me with a really hurt look on his face.
I give Chris, Lance, and Joey hugs and say "I missed you guys so much."
Chris and Joey start to sing the chorus, while Lance pulls me aside and sez (in his oh-so-sexy voice)
"I know what happened between you and Justin hurt, but I also know you still care about him. He misses you so much. It's starting to effect his performances, and thats a pretty hard thing to do. All he wants to do is sleep, probably so he can dream about you, and {something else that I don't remember. Something abotu TV}. He loves you so much. Just give him another chance."
I smile. "Thanx, Lance." I give him a kiss on the cheek.
It's almost the end of the song. I begin walking over to Justin. He stands up as I walk toward him. Right as the song ends, and the last cordes are being played, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him. The crowd goes wild, and I wake up to the sound of my CD player changing CD's.
1/11/99
Hey. . you know what. . . I wrote in here about a week ago and it's gone. . . hmmm. . . whats up with that? Oh well, I don't remember what I was gonna say. Ok, well, last night I watched the Peoples Choice Award. I have just one thing to say DAWSONS CREEK SHOULD HAVE WON. Hello! Half the population has never even heard of LA Doctors. . .I bet you 10x more people like and watch Dawsons Creek then LA Doctors. That pisses me off. Well, my dad was happy. . . he thinks it proved his point that Dawsons Creek sux. . . but I don't care what any of yall say, i like it. AND. . . I got to tickets to N Syncs concert here in Orlando at the O-Rena (get it Orlando arena. . . O-Rena?) so nanananananananenenenenenebooboo. Sorry, I was bored. I still haven't decided who to take. Anyways. . . see ya l8er everybody!!
12/25/98
Hey everyone! I'm just writting today to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. I hope you all got everything you wished for, and you enjoy your day. Thanx for visiting the site!
12/22/98
Topic for the day: BOOBS. Why is it that guys like boobs so much? Do they not realize that all they are a lumps of fat that sag and hang off a womans body? All they ever do is get in the way? WHY do guys like them so much? And why do they feel it is always the apropriate time to stare at them? I swear, they have no shame. . . hmmm. . . maybe we should ask the guy who shares the site with us. . . then again, he considers us his hoes. Yeah. . . he's exactly the person I wanna ask this question to. If your a guy and your reading this STOP STARING! It's not nice. And, uh-hem, don't judge a book by it's cover (or a boob by it's circumfrence). Have a nice day! : )