The story of my xanga's name shall be told again:

Once upon a time there lived a little girl named Kassandra. There was a boy.. who we will call John Paul had the ability to upset her very easily... and he didn't even mean it. John Paul would never hurt Kassandra intentionally. He just sometimes had things to say that touched her deeply, and it would hurt her heart to deal with the things he sometimes said. On one particular occasion such as this, John Paul had something to express to Kassandra that caused her to be stressed. Kassandra was with her friend.. Uh.... Sally. It made Sally sad to see Kassandra upset beause of John Paul again. Together, Kassandra and Sally invented an imaginary place where they could go in their minds when they needed to escape real life. They wrote laws of Spikolaphilea which included things that "No boys allowed" and "All girls moving into Spikolaphilea must change their name and hair color... and wear adequate amounts of clothing." Because you see, Spikolaphilea is a land of refuge. Well when Kassandra is upset, she write. Just ask Sam. Heh heh.  So, the writing of the laws and creating of Spikolaphilea soothed her. To remind herself that bottling things up DOES NOT help, but rather putting her feelings into words (even if they are slightly off-beat goofy ones) does actually help her, she made this her screen name because Kassandra is the original Spikolaphileanite. :)

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How to pronounce:

Speak-oh-law-feely-an-eye-tuh

Ape did this.. and I like to be a carbon copy of everyone else. *Ha* So I want to do my own list.

I want to listen to my walk man and think "Man. Technology has come as far as it can. You can't get music in any smaller space than this."

I want to spend every other day of my summer by the pool.

I want to play in the underpass, carefree.

I want to be so niave that I honestly don't have a care in the world.

I want to turn my room into a giant shoebox Barbie neighborhood, and keep it for weeks.

I want to sit on Nanny's front porch and drink the honeysuckles dry.

I want her to be there.

I want to be excited for valentines from all my class mates.

I want to make my mom the worst Mother's Day present ever in class and see her tear up because all she sees is how hard I tried to make it perfect.

I want to fall asleep without having a list of my fellow christians who've gotten off the path of right running through my head.

I want to not know what it means to have a broken heart.

I want to forget everything bad I've learned about my once heros.

I want my dreams back.

I want to play on a jungle gym with all my friends, and then have to go home and dump the sand out of my clothes.

I want to play Treasure Hunt

I want to go back to the days when I rode the bus. I had the coolest bus drivers ever.

I want to get back every friend I've let slip away in time.

I want to be able to pack up and leave Ada for weeks at a time, staying with various friends.

I want to be excited to go on roadtrips with my mom.

I want to still be as important to my friends as they are to me.

I want to stay up all night giggling with a girlfriend about how gross boys are.

I want to believe I can do anything I've ever dreamed of.

I want to have a career plan for my future.

I want to have only had one screen name.... and then I want to change it.

I want to walk into church services and see all of my friends have come for the preaching, and not for each other.

I want my biggest problem to be my brother harassing me.

I want to crawl into bed with my parents during storms.

I want to be able to apologize to all the people I've unknowingly upset.

I want the eyes of childhood back.

I want to look at the horizon, and not see one building, one person, one power line-nothing but land and sky.

I want to hike up into the woods and have a picnic at Moss Grove or High Rock Point.

I want to never be disappointed.

I want people to be true to their word, and I want them to not be fickle in their decisions.

I want divorce to be something shocking, appaling, and utterly disgusting-to everyone.