Yup. After much hassle, this diary is back! And the peasants rejoice!!! (crickets chirp) ... right Okay yeah i got a different account, the old one had to be scrapped due to parental interference (Long story - PLEASE dont ask). And lemme tell ya i have the most godawful headache right now. Not the kind of annoying headache that you can drink a can of cola and get rid of, OH no, this is one of those headaches that takes your head, throws it to the ground, laughs maniacally, throws out an arcade sized DDR pad and does MAX 300 heavy dark sudden death on it. (Maybe i'm exaggerating just a bit. It hurts bad OK?!) Hey wait i have room - why not tell said long story (read above). Ok, mom goes onto the computer, being the snoop that she is, using my account on windows xp. (Which got taken to the chopping block out back now, btw). She loads up IE, tries to dig thru my history (which she cant, i have it disabled), tries to look at the address bar typed stuff, and lo and behold theres something with the word "diary" in the name. Now if you were in her position, what would you do. Just walk away and respect what little vestige of privacy your teen has right? Abso-firkin-lutely not. She goes in, not only does she read my diary, but clicks thru the active users list, and reads what some other folks with not-so-light hearts have written. Now i'll admit right now that some of the diarys on SD are quite melodromatic. Heck even mine was at times. (Please dun flame me) But anyhow i get home from somewhere (i forget where) and i have to listen to this big spiel about looking at bad things on the internet. Now i had to explain to her that i did get some sorta lame-o porno dialer worm dumped into this machine somehow. (Did she believe me? Doubtful.) I didn't know what she was talking about at the time, untill she dug thru the address bar thing again (Which i now know how to delete - thanks Sunny :) and dug up my SD page. After tastefully pointing out the fact that i had used f00 in place of fuc for a rather obvious expletive, she proceeded to go thru the active users list and show me some of other's postings (which quite frankly i have no control over), ranting all the way as she does so. Now should said femaile parental unit read said private (and i hightly emphasize the word private) diary again, these words are for that person: 1. I am not the most light hearted person at times. If you have something against this, kindly remove any notion of changing it from your head because it just aint gonna happen. Its who i am. Live with it or leave me the heck alone. 2. Online i tend to be quite a different person. I've seen the f word, heard the f word before. I'm sorry but your approximately 3 years too late to change this. I don't use it in real life maybe - but who i am IRL and who i am here are two different things. Nobody knows who i am online save for a very select few people. And you don't happen to be one of them. 3. I'll not be ansering another long questionnaire in the event that you happen upon this website. This is MY diary, and i am accountable to *nobody* for what is written here. There be an old saying : If you dun wanna know, dun ask. These are my thoughts. If you don't like what you see, leave now or forever hold your tongue. 4. You apparently don't see how great this site is. Others can leave comments on your diary - its actually a pretty neat feature. This is a private diary that the world can see. But being said diary's owner, i have the right to set certain people who i feel should not be reading my personal thoughts. Remember what i said above - should you want to say something to this, kindly keep it in cyberspace and click the words "Insert Coin" below and type something in. Because IRL, this diary, this site, who i am online doesnt exist. Thank you -Tsukasa DCK's WaVeMaStEr --- And now, we return you to your regularly scheduled life. Genzan wa kara omaesan Ja ne.