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ME?
HI! My name is Taylor Hamilton Hayes Forrester
Forrester and I'm the best. I'm also the greatest hypocrite Saint.
I'm a great mother. I'm Ridge's true love, which in itself makes
me so wonderful. I also have a child called Saint Thomas, two
beautiful twin baby girls, Phoebe and Stephanie, a lovely big
soap opera glamorous house in Bel Air (maybe I don't live in
the beach anymore, but I have a pool and isn't that just much
more soap opera glamorous?) Also I've got a great therapeutic
mind, I'm a great psychiatrist you know. As you can see, I have
a happy FAMILY (family is my favorite word). My Thomas is already
hm-who-knows-how-old, and my little girls are so cute and little.
And Ridge is old of course, but it has nothing to do with this.
I have a best friend called Stephanie, who's also my mother-in-law.
She's so great, I just love it how she tortures Brooke. I think
I also had a dog, but I don't know what happened to him. Whoops.
It's possible that I forgot him on the beach one day two years
ago. Well. I also have a long list of ex-lovers, but of course
my list is not as long Brooke's, never! How could it be, I'm
a Saint?
MY MEN
But let me list some of the people I've
had a relationship with. I'm going to be completely honest for
this one time. Ridge, Pierce, Ridge, Thorne, Ridge, Eric,
Ridge, Prince Omar, Ridge, James, Ridge, Blake, Ridge... Ridge
Ridge ridgeridgeridgeridge... He's super. Understood? My other
men don't matter. I don't even think about them.
RIDGE, ME AND OUR LONG HISTORY
Ridge and I have known each other so long.
First I was his wife's onchologist or something like that, however
it is spelled anyway, I mean really, you can't really expect
me to remember all these names, can you? I'm not an oncowhatever
anymore anyway. I'm a psychiatrist. Then Ridge's wife Caroline
died and left saying that Ridge needs me to support him. That's
how I understood her at least. We got married after some trouble
caused by a woman named Brooke who is so mean, but that is really
very indifferent. Oh and we were so happily married before I
was presumed dead. And I married that Prince Omar, who saved
me and then held me captive, he was cruel, he didn't tell me
who I was (I'm not so sure if I know it now, even, you know,
it's hard to find yourself, I should know, I'm a psychiatrist)
and after he told me, he put me in that little room and I had
to watch Brooke and Ridge on their honeymoon. But then I came
back and Ridge and I got our marriage back, but Ridge; what he
did! He chose Brooke! I couldn't believe it. But we got it together
in the end and ended up quite happy together. Ridge proposed
to me on the runway while I was modeling a Forrester wedding
gown, and on that very same day, Brooke proposed to Grant (just
to get back at Ridge, I'm sure, that bi***) Ridge and I were
about to marry each other, but then Ridge ran to save Brooke
from marrying Grant, a day before we were supposed to get married!
Why? Isn't it me who he loves? Didn't he tell me so many times
he loves me? Anyway, my ego got blown big time and I told Ridge
I couldn't marry him. Then they put Ridge in prison for shooting
Grant. I got pregnant, with Ridge's child but I didn't tell him.
Thorne helped me during the pregnancy. I almost married Thorne!
Oh I am glad I didn't! I'm glad I had a such a short relationship
with him, so no one can blame me for being with all the Forrester
men. Let's reserve that honor for Brooke only. Anyway, after
all I told Ridge, and he took me back, and I'm glad, because
now I have a superb family, and I am the perfect mother Goose
for my extended family.
SHRINK
As a psychiatrist, I have a long career
behind me. I know so much about psychiatry and especially about
the Forrester family's mental health. Whenever they have problems,
they call me to help... and I'm always ready to come, and especially
ready I am to come when they don't want me to. Brooke preferred
James though, and I'm not forgiving her that (it's not the only
thing I'm not forgiving her though, so it doesn't really matter).
But anyway, I'm useful because Forrester family is so schizophrenic,
depressed, psychotic, stressed and distressed and whatever psychological
terms you can think of. Besides the Forresters, I used to work
in a hypnotherapy project with my former love Pierce. As a great
psychotherapist I of course started to believe in the power of
hypnotism, after some manipulation from Pierce. But you know,
my favorite psychiatric problem is Brooke. She is obsessed with
the Forrester men, and that makes her so sick. She needs help
but she doesn't realize it. Folie a deux, you know? Folie a deux!
PROBLEMS
A while ago, I was happy, everything was
going so well for me. I didn't even have to worry about Brooke
anymore. She was Macy's Problem (with a capital P of course)
before Macy died and then she married Thorne. Of course I never
did believe she was completely over Ridge, she's obsessed with
Ridge, and I'm the only one who ever loved Ridge. But anyway,
I don't have to worry about her, as long as she stays about a
mile away from Ridge. Of course I'll always hate her. She hates
me too, so what's the big deal? I just pretend to be helpful
and wanting to be her friend and all that. So, I was indeed happy.
But happiness can never last. My best friend Morgan got pregnant
and I learned that the baby was Ridge's. It took me a while to
realize it but in the end I just figured it out, you know I'm
so smart. So I pushed her off the balcony and the baby died (What?
Whaaat? No, I'm completely innocent, it was an accident!) When
the visible part of the problem (i.e. Morgan's growing tummy)
was gone, Ridge took me to St. Thomas to renew our wedding wows.
Unfortunately a shark ate our little daughter Stephanie. Or so
we thought... but then again that is not too far from the truth,
because she was actually kidnapped by a shark-y Morgan. Then
Morgan kidnapped me too. I was mad at Ridge because our daughter
died, it was all his fault of course (Brooke was too far away
from St. Thomas when the accident happened so I couldn't really
blame it on her). Being mad at Ridge caused me to leave home
and I stopped by at Morgan's to give her an earful. I not only
did that, but also found my daughter. Then Morgan held me there
for a long time and was just about to shoot me, when my handsome
husband Ridge found me and came to rescue me. I was almost losing
hope already, I mean of course I have faith in my great husband
but let's face it, he's not too clever. I had tried a lot of
tricks myself so as to get out (I had to use my few brain cells
very actively so as to come up with a plan to get out in case
Ridge was charmed by Morgan and had forgotten about me...) Luckily
everything turned out well and we could be a happy family again.
Happines can never last, though, or
did I say it already? We live in the soap land, and if you are
too happy, you'll be dead before you know it. So I don't really
even want to be too happy, I know what it's like to be dead.
Anyway, one day in history it was time for Brooke to go after
Ridge again. That always happens, you know. There was a lot of
being mad from my part and some warming up from Ridge's part,
I know him. But Brooke didn't get him and now Ridge hates her
and wants to have her Forrester Creations all to himself. I really
don't know about that, I don't care too much for that business
stuff. I wish Ridge could be happy as he is. He's been acting
pretty arrogant lately. But at least he did elect me for the
Forrester board. That is cool, I can have some power. I am a
very useful asset there, because I can handle people. Also I
get to dress in smart outfits and feel like a career woman in
a way it is not possible when you are a great psychiatrist.
Well, now I must go, it's time for my
bea(u)tification.
I have been dead a couple of times..
Read my death story here.
Hello! I am Thomas Forrester.
I am the son of Ridge and Taylor Forrester. I believe I am a
loved child and I live in a happy family. My parents take care
of me by leaving me with Catherine the babysitter. Mom
and Dad never buy me toys. I wish we'd once go together shopping
to Harrods (oops, that was in London, but I am still a kid, I
don't have such a good knowledge in geography yet, anyway) and
buy some nice toys, and daddy could buy mum a new coffee pot
and Mommy would buy Daddy a nice new adjustable wrench or whatever
it is, men's stuff anyway. And after that we'd go home and make
a nice dinner in the microwave oven and then watch some TV and
go to sleep. I'd prefer that kind of ordinary life. I saw it
on TV. My life only includes staying quiet when Mommy or Daddy
are arguing or discussing with each other or someone else. I
wish Mommy would stop complaining about Brooke. She and grandma
make way too much noise when they are bashing her, and won't
let me sleep. I hear such strange words, I believe they are bad
words.
I wonder how soon will I
grow up. I have heard that very many in LA grow up so soon, so
I wish I could do that too. I am bored of being 'precious little
Thomas.' I did age a few years recently, just overnight, it was
fun and it didn't even hurt. But I would prefer to be much older.
I believe my uncle Rick already had a girlfriend when he had
been around as long as I have. Or at least he was in the shooting-your-stepfather
age. Oops, I am not supposed to know that. But I overheard when
Mummy was talking about it with Ridge. They think I don't understand
anything. Well, I can't really try that because I don't have
a stepfather. Maybe I'll ask Mummy to get me one, I'm sure she'd
go for it, I mostly get what I want, except for too many toys.
Forrester children don't play, you know.
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HI! My name is Stephanie Forrester (Jr.).
I'm a daughter of Ridge and Taylor's. I also have a twin sister
Phoebe and a brother called Thomas. A while ago I was living
with this evil aunt who called me Stacey. She made my hair red.
There was also this funny little bald man who denied everything
from me. I missed my mother so much but then she suddenly appeared
there one day. She didn't seem too happy there. Besides she stank.
I kind of liked it there though. At least they had better food
than at home. Mommy can't cook. I hate those candle light dinners
Mommy and Daddy have. I always have to go to bed and am not allowed
to eat anything. I did miss my sister while there. We are so
cute together.
HI, I am Phoebe Forrester. I'm a daughter
of Ridge and Taylor's. I also have a twin sister Stephanie and
a brother called Thomas. I love my twin sister so much. A while
ago my sister was gone. Daddy said she is not coming back. Mommy
was also gone. Daddy didn't say anything about her. He just walked
around and looked troubled. I don't spend much time with Daddy
anyway, I rather hang out with my babysitter. She is a lot cooler.
Daddy has such funny hair. Then my sister came back. Daddy lied.
He told me she wasn't coming back but she did. Mommy also came
back. Now I'm pretty happy. A lot is going on here these days
but I don't know anything about it. I'm just totally clueless.
One exciting thing did happen though: I got a bit older a while
ago. Stephanie and I have both aged and we are hoping to get
boyfriends soon. We were just talking about how cute that Zende
guy is, he is aunt Kristen's and Tony's kid. He's a bit older
though, but that doesn't matter, Daddy is also older than Mummy.
I am not exactly sure how old Mummy is though, she isn't telling
us. Anyway, I'm trying to come up with a strategy to get Zende
all to myself, Steffy can find someone else. Brother Thomas said
to go ask for advice from Brooke. He has heard she's pretty good
at that kind of stuff.
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where he should be but as self-centered he is, he needs his own
little corner.... or rather a triangle's
angle.
Updated at 3/24/2002.
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