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Unless AOhelL decided to remove it...
Nikki's Junk Page! AKA the page full of junk.
Yo! Nikki here. The creator of this fabulous webpage. 's page's all about me. In case you hadn't guessed. This's pretty, huh? Oh, yeah... Alright, Enough babbling for now. More of that later. My basics?
Age:
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15
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Grade:
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9th
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Birthday:
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12-27-85
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Status:
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You wish!
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And here are some pictures of me.
Wheee! You've got pictures, now! Aren't you cool. 
On the left is me, on the right is my verry good friend Daron.
Alright, this is all my random picture spot. If I ever get an award, I'll put it on here too. Not like I really deserve one, but why the hell not. Pictures will be posted and taken down as mood (not to mention time) permits.
Here's one... 
Isn't Tai just the perfect person to stand next to that? If I ever have to work in a cubicle, that's what's going on the wall.
The Aquabats are the coolest, mon! you gotta love 'em. The songs are just the most random things I've ever seen! 
Oh, hey. Sure. Advertisements for other peoples' random stuff.
My friend has a kick-ass comic coming out, and if you want to know about it you've got to e-mail her!!
And... people's web sites is next on the list. First up is ... Hnn. Oh, sure.
 All Hail, dammit! 
Feel like giving me an e-mail? 
Thanks! I feel the love!
Speaking of which. 
My friends! The ones who give me a... well, seeing as how I don't have a cause yet, they give me meaning to life. Otherwise... what's the point? I personally don't see one. Let me know if you do... and also if you see any errors on any of my pages! I hate errors. Typos would be the work of Satan, if I ever believed in it. Oh, yeah, getting back to the point. Shout outs to my friends, in NO PARTICULAR ORDER!! The colors: I tried to make them all mean something! Don't mind the inside jokes, because you're all on the outside! And that's an inside joke too. Bwahahahahahahahaha! (TM) Seel, Seel!
Dylan: Hmm, just writing your name makes me fuzzy-ish. Funny I put you first. Hmm, wonder what that could possibly mean. Can't wait until summer. You know why, and can bet your dojo on it. *glomp* Unless we're talking, I miss you! Ja matte ne! I really, really miss you! As in, yeah!
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Kelsey: My BFAaF. We know each other too well. Were we identical twins separated at birth? Anyway, you know I'll always be there for you... like you've always been there for me. We need to get together soon! Spill the beans and all! Guess what your color means... >D See ya around.
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Daron: *yells* HEY DAR!!! Thanks for turning me on to the obsession of a lifetime... anime. Lend me that! I don't know what it is, but lend me it! I'll try not to lose it this time! Yay! I'm NOT dying of internet deprivation! Thanks...
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Caitlin: You know what I've got!? LEG ROOM!! You never did tell me why you park on driveways and drive on parkways. I want to know!! Yes,
it *does* suck to be you. Nyahahaha! >D
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Since I've got two spaces left over, I'll dedicate them to my favorite shows! One's going to have to be Pokémon. I mean, come on, it's the most, most. You have to admit. But, and, yeah. Po-ké-monn!!!! You heard me. And all the fanfics that have to do with it, *drool* Sorry, just slobbered on the keyboard. Don't ask. Trust me on that one.
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This other box goes for all the other shows I've seen, haven't yet seen one I actually hated. Digimon, Kodocha, Flame of Recca, Utena, they're all great. Sailor Moon the jury's still out on, haven't seen it subbed. Anime is cool! So are computers. Such is life. ^_^
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Rather Random Rants!
List of things that are stupid and/or insufficient and/or suck, entirely. And/or!?
 This here physical plane (don't bother).
 School.
 Diseases (including colds).
 The written word.
 The requirement of sleep.
 Being grounded. (See grounded rant below)
 People that are bitchy.
 People that are mean.
 Most people, during at least one point in their lives.
 Money.
 Not having any.
 Typos. (See typ rant)
 Others making decisions for you. (aka government...)
 Being apart from the one you love (PLEASE don't laugh).
 Other people shoving your face in their relationship status. That's just not nice!
On Being Grounded.
Does anyone else see the point? I don't... it makes you want to rebel more, and break more rules... which sets the cycle in motion all over again. And then, just when you think you could literally run away from home, you realize that it's only temporary. I just don't get it! But, then, what isn't temporary. What a quandary. (Yes, I have had entirely too much free time. Having nothing to do does that to you.) Honestly, if I actually was able to drive, it's highly unlikely I would still be here writing this to you all riiight now. You could try looking all over the country without success. (Take a hint driven to you with a sledgehammer, please...)
Typos@
If anyone spies a typo here, pleeease let me know. Nothing pisses me off more (except maybefor the list above) than to have a typo, spelling error, or some rather lame grammatical error in something I wrote or revised. Some may say that people that make lots'a typos are impulsive, and even though I'd like to think I am, I still hate typos.
Okay? Are we clear on this fact? Are we?
Oh, does anyone else think I use too many parenthesis?(these things) I could rework the sentences, but I think it almost looks cooler this way, and if you want you can read it twice, once including them and once excluding them. If ya happen to think otherwise, I'd be glad to hash it out with ya! Altercations are fun. Hehehe...
On emotions!
Actually, I find it sort of fun. Aside from the fact that I find most things fun. Being angry is, well... a neat feeling, if ya ask me! Especially when you can go work it out... That's the cool thing about Martial Arts -- they allow you to spend your anger, and have a hell'a lots'a fun doing it! I love it. What does "it" represent? I donn'o... I think I forgot. Also being melancholy can be fun. I may not be an actress, but watching peoples' expressions and how they act towards an act that you put on is amusing, y'know.
Most moods can be enjoyed if the right state of mind is had -- or the wrong state of mind? You tell me -- I just try to enjoy it. Life may have kidnapped me, but I'm thinking of it as a car ride! Ride it out, until the car runs out of gas! Wheee! So long as it keeps me amused! ^_~ V;; You started somewhere, you journey a really long way, you hope the tank's full, and no mechanical problems crop up! Keep truckin', buddy.
On Multiple Personalities.
In case you hadn't guessed (in which case you're thicker than a brick), I have many! Who doesn't. I don't know of anyone who doesn't. Ever tried to count how many you have? I can't... it gets all deluded and cloudy, and messed up-like. I might be able to pull it off someday. Not today, though.
My verry (not just very, mind you) sugoi amiga Dori wrote a story I'd like to share with you collectively! So, I'm going to put it riiight here! Hah! If you don't want to read it, then you can just scroll down until you feel like stopping, you ungreatful wretches!
The Cat-Tailed Girl, Laday
Laday, a perfectly normal girl in a perfectly normal world, was perfectly normal
except for one aspect. She had a tail. In elementary school, yes, all her little friends
thought she was a dog and therefore it was very amazing to their innocent virgin minds to
have a tail.
“Laday, gimme a ride, please, please!!,” she would be asked day after day, by
children affixed on the belief she was a donkey or dog that could carry them around.
Laday, as to fit in, would give them rides on her back, in belief that she was by far superior
to them.
Middle school, however, grew to be a totally different matter. The older grades
would pass her and whisper to one another, fingers flexed in her general direction, “Hey,
that girl has a tail!” She, being oblivious to anything around her in thoughts she was
superior, did not notice that they were laughing at her and instead thought that they were
praising her tail. Over time, she started to notice that, one by one, her friends started to be
intimidated by her and slowly adapted themselves to other school groups and stopped
asking her for rides altogether. She was nonetheless oblivious to the jeering of her tail in
her school environment. Then, one horrible day, she received an email:
Subj.: Your tail is stupid Date: 4/15/01 3:46:48 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: youallsuck@yahoo.com (Your Best Friend)
To: dogladay@aol.com (Laday Catail)
Your tail is the ugliest thing we’ve ever seen.
Below was 100 signatures from various people she’s never heard of and old
friends. It broke her sole, not her heart, or her soul, but her sole, as in her shoe sole.
Meaning, she didn’t freaking care! Her imaginary friend Barney had always taught her not
to mind what people think of you. So, listening to her best friend, she didn’t. HA! So,
their scheme to make her feel degraded and try to make her cut off her tail or other such
acts of self abuse did not succeed. She went on to live a normal life, and became a
veterinarian.
THE END
Can be read on several levels! Pretty sweet. She didn't even mean it to be read so many ways, I think. But hey, why not.
Thank you, come again.
One final thing...
Don't mind my sad, deluded, depressedness. It's late, I'm tired, but I'm not going to be able to go to sleep for a while... so I figured I'd give myself something to do. I don't even know if anyone's visited this page yet... oh well, word shall leak out soon enough (hopefully). Excuse my rambling... I beseech your forgiveness, for this sad little "attraction" I tried to put on.
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR TIME.
Right now, I feel...
And the internet feels...
Updated on 4-21-01! Nothing much to do today... so I figured I'd do something to amuse all of you out there in boredomsville. Flexing my nonexistant HTML muscles!
<--Here's where you get cooooool cursors! Like the one on here! Because they're coooooool! Yeah! And so are you, for having read all of this. Or maybe you have too much free time... I can't decide. Never can, y'know. Deciding gives an end to it all. And endings are sad!
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