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  <title>I'm the cat</title>
  <subtitle>That caught the canary.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-12-18T17:31:04Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:15360</id>
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    <title>If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T17:31:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-18T17:31:04Z</updated>
    <category term="nose"/>
    <lj:music>Crawling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Gah! That's the second doctor that told me I need to have surgery to fix my chin. I&amp;nbsp;wonder why my underbite offends them so? How rude!&amp;nbsp;I will stab them with my masculine chin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my Grandma always thought I&amp;nbsp;had broken my nose. How did I find this out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about how I fell off my bike and killed my front tooth when I was younger. Then my Grandma just bursts out saying, &amp;quot;And that's when you broke your nose!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;quot;...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else: &amp;quot;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Grandma, I never broke my nose.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma: &amp;quot;Then how else did it get that big bump?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tease and try to make her sound like the villian, but she really wasn't trying to be mean. She honestly thought I had broken my nose. On the bright side, it seems like I'm going to get a nose job now. Gulp.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:15273</id>
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    <title>If God is watching us, the least we can do is be entertaining.</title>
    <published>2009-08-06T21:53:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-06T21:53:43Z</updated>
    <category term="dumb"/>
    <content type="html">Gawd, I'm dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove halfway to my college today before realizing I was still wearing my pink house shoes. I promptly turned around and went home, debating with myself if this was a good idea. I figured, I just wanted to get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should have been a simple 10 minute trip there took me 30 minutes. Ha! When I got there, my luck didn't get much better. I went to the wrong building and then got confused as to where I was supposed to go. I ended up wandering around in 98 degree weather before I finally found the place I would supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The form I was supposed to fill out? Took 2 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to dub this day &amp;quot;My adventures in blondeville!!!&amp;quot; :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:14866</id>
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    <title>Laugh at your problems, everybody else does.</title>
    <published>2009-07-27T20:19:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-27T20:20:19Z</updated>
    <category term="sleep deprived"/>
    <content type="html">It feels like the whole world is conspiring to keep me from sleeping today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at about 2:30 last night, because I couldn't get sleepy. That was fine, except that my cat, Syaoran, started howling at 6 and didn't stop until my sister got out of bed. He would wait until I was almost asleep again and then let out a blood-curdling meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawled out of bed, thinking I could take a nap later. Which I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just nodding off again, when my mom started talking on her cellphone... 5 feet from my bedroom door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got up and 'kindly' asked her to take it elsewhere, I went back to bed. I guess someone walked by our fence, or a stray leaf blew across the yard, because my mom's dog suddenly went apeshit crazy. I gave up for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom crawled in her room to take a nap, I decided it was a good time to do the same. Nope. I hadn't been in there five minutes, when the doorbell rang. It was the postman. A package for my sister came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there really is no rest for the wicked.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:14700</id>
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    <title>Relationships give us a reason to live. Revenge.</title>
    <published>2009-07-20T18:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-20T18:33:15Z</updated>
    <category term="stupid boys"/>
    <content type="html">I found my journal from last summer and had fun reading it last night. There was a lot of whining, which is pretty much default with journals, but there were some bright shiny moments I thought I would share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Which brings me to my theory (I'm not sure where I originally heard this): the best way to get a guy's attention is to get another guy's attention. I also personally think that guys have a special radar so that they can sense when a girl is trying to move on from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime example:&lt;br /&gt;I went on a date last night and today 2 guys who I&amp;nbsp;haven't heard a peep from in weeks sent me texts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't talked to Ben (the guy I went on a date with), but he texted me when I was at work and at Brittany's house. Both times he asked me what I&amp;nbsp;was doing - Exactly what I said I would be doing, dip-shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Josh a text and he replied right away saying we should play again and &amp;quot;How about tomorrow! Great, I will call tomorrow to finalize it.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Psh. I'm still waiting for that call. Ass hat. I can't wait to hear what his excuse is. Fall off a roof and pull a Johnny? (Johnny fell off a roof and got temporary amnesia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh's response was that he forgot. Pardon me for being so utterly forgettable. Bitter? Maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified I will run into Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June 27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I decided to write Johnny off, he sends me a comment on myspace. Radar, I tell you. I think I'll wait a few days to respond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think it's funny how some things never change. I don't talk to Josh anymore, but Johnny is still in my life. My lesson for you all - pay attention! If you try to get over a guy, he will come a callin'! It's their radar!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:14321</id>
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    <title>I don't remember being absent minded.</title>
    <published>2009-06-30T16:36:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-30T16:49:27Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">Got tagged by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ongaku_tenshi' lj:user='ongaku_tenshi' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ongaku-tenshi.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ongaku-tenshi.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ongaku_tenshi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly: If you've been tagged, you must write your answers in your own LJ and replace any question that you dislike with a new, original question.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly: Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Make a list of 5 things you can see:&lt;br /&gt;→ cell phone&lt;br /&gt;→ headphones&lt;br /&gt;→ sticky notes&lt;br /&gt;→ Tissue Box&lt;br /&gt;→ pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Would you ever get plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;No. Although it's been suggested to me that my nose could use some. Puh. It's character, I say! Character! lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What kind of magazines do you read?&lt;br /&gt;Glamour or Cosmopolitan - sometimes there's interesting stuff in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. What's your occupation?&lt;br /&gt;couch potato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Do you nap a lot?&lt;br /&gt;not really - only if I'm too exhausted to function&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What was your first celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;When I was little, I really liked Jonathan Taylor Thomas haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! I don't have one! No wonder I am so bored. I need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy - Pitbull  0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What was the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;The Hangover - it wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be, but not something I would recommend for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What websites do you always visit when you go online?&lt;br /&gt;icanhascheezburger.com, tenchiclub.com, myspace.com, and my sister's sites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;a movie ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could flirt haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Does the weather affect your mood?&lt;br /&gt;yes, because it affects the pain in my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;gemini - two faced? moi? never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you want to learn another language?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely - I would like to learn several. Is it going to happen? doubtful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you afraid of most?&lt;br /&gt;regretting things I didn't do, rather than things I did - because it's much more likely. I've been told I'm not a risk taker &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;One older sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;learn how to shut the door without slamming it, Grandpa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are your looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with the people I love :D Corny? nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Say something to the person who tagged you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_ongaku_tenshi' lj:user='ongaku_tenshi' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ongaku-tenshi.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ongaku-tenshi.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ongaku_tenshi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you tagged me even though you know I have no friends!!!! meep!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:13590</id>
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    <title>I didn't say it was your fault. I said I was going to blame you.</title>
    <published>2009-05-19T21:29:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-19T21:32:38Z</updated>
    <category term="summer"/>
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    <lj:music>Bottle it up - Sara Bareilles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whoohoo!&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;survived finals week and somehow managed to hold on to my 4.0 by my fingernails! Gawd, I'm glad that's over. Now I am going to be a lazy bum and sit around by the pool all summer. Maybe I will get my butt back to work on my fanfics and such... right after my run! haha - yea right, I don't run anymore ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went on her third camping trip yesterday. She's crazy - it's barely May! Oh well, whatever makes her happy. Before she left, she bought our new kittens a catnip plant and didn't bother to read the warning label before putting it on the floor. Turns out, it isn't meant for that kind of use. You are supposed to just pinch off leaves and rub them on things. How do I know this? Because I had a delightful surprise this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was sitting there, minding my own business, when all of a sudden there is a very loud fart filling the living room. One of the kittens had diarrhea. Lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I&amp;nbsp;cleaned her up, I&amp;nbsp;started wondering. All she eats is dry cat food - what could have caused this? Then my eyes landed on the plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had seen her chewing on it the day before. Turns out that too much can cause vomiting and diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, mother.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:13431</id>
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    <title>Don't worry about tomorrow. Today will probably do you in.</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T14:59:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T15:00:11Z</updated>
    <category term="blah"/>
    <lj:music>Soul Creation - Cinder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's amazing how much more fun chores are when I&amp;nbsp;should be studying.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:13063</id>
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    <title>It's Been Lovely But I Have To Scream Now</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T05:18:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T05:23:05Z</updated>
    <category term="art"/>
    <category term="fanfics"/>
    <category term="finals"/>
    <category term="cats"/>
    <category term="college"/>
    <lj:music>Paralyzer by Finger Eleven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just spent 9 hours working on an art project O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it comes as no surprise when I say my back hurts. I really hope my teacher changes his mind and makes it more than worth one measly grade. If he doesn't, then he really is as stupid as he looks. Plus, our final is going to be a realistic drawing... we have been doing abstract for the last 8 weeks. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole weekend having a marathon of watching the TV series 'Firefly'. I fell madly in love with it and am already watching it again - since my mother wanted to see it. I'm really glad I bought it. It's such a shame that it was canceled though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting two new kittens on Friday!&amp;nbsp;I'm excited and quite a bit nervous. I'm also kind of scared because my other cat, Syaoran, keeps getting bites and scratches all over himself. I&amp;nbsp;think it must be all from the same cat too. I really hope the kittens don't go outside for a LONG&amp;nbsp;time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fanfics are all feeling awfully neglected. The poor things. Soon though!&amp;nbsp;I swear!&amp;nbsp;I have finals next week, so I will have free time soon. Yatta! I'm seriously happy about that. Although my finals are looming and I am procrastinating big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bright note, I thought I&amp;nbsp;had really screwed up big time on a recent math exam because the first problem was worth 30 points... and I&amp;nbsp;wasn't 100% sure I did it right. Turns out, I got a 96! Wee! I knew what I was doing more than I thought I did. They call me Awesome because I'm made of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, that was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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    <title>100,000 sperm and you were the fastest?</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T03:23:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T03:23:31Z</updated>
    <category term="boys art"/>
    <lj:music>Fergalicious</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Lately I have been reading a bunch of trashy romance novels out of boredom... er... well, avoiding homework. My favorite author is Jennifer Crusie but I have reread her books many times, so I decided to branch out. Unfortunately, I haven't found anyone quite as funny or able to weave the silliness of the genre into something amazing like she can. I read some okay ones, but I mainly have a problem with the endings. I'm all for happy endings, but what's with the &amp;quot;Happily Ever After&amp;quot; crap? I mean, something like the elusive man who doesn't believe in marriage, ends up proposing in the end (when they haven't even known each other that long). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I believe that love exists but I seriously doubt I'm ever going to find a guy who will really love me. At least not at the rate I'm going. I've dated some, but never been in a serious relationship. I was a little hopeful for this one guy in my astronomy class and he even asked me out! I had fun on the date and looked forward to the next one. One problem - he only ever texts me late at night. I just don't get it! Did he somehow get the wrong idea about me? I didn't even kiss him! Geeze... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright side is that I didn't let my hopes get too high. I was interested in him, but not that much. It's easy for me to move on. No loss! I have way too much pride for that kind of crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated note! We did some sort of project in my drawing class where we had to glue pieces of torn newspaper to our drawings to show shadow and such. It did not go well. After staring at mine for a while, I told the girl sitting next to me that it looked like a newspaper threw up on my drawing. She giggled a little, but obviously doesn't find me as funny as I do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few more weeks until I am free from this hell of a semester! Then I can get back to the important stuff - FANDOM! Yippee!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:12756</id>
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    <title>It's been Monday all week.</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T21:22:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T21:22:11Z</updated>
    <category term="new old same whine"/>
    <lj:music>Crazy Bitch - Buckcherry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It appears that it has been about 4 years since I have last updated my livejournal. Whoops? Life happens, unfortunately. On the bright side, I should have fun trying to get back into this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading over all my old entries and I realized that a lot has changed over the last four years. At the same time, there are a lot of things that still stay the same. Here's some examples of what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My obsession with my weight. I'm sure you will be relieved to hear (since I'm sure it was annoying) that I have pretty much gotten over that. I know I am. I still take care of myself, I just don't overdo it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. High school. I graduated two years ago!&amp;nbsp;Yay!&amp;nbsp;Good for that. However, I am in college so I still bitch about the work that I&amp;nbsp;have to do. Sorry, I can't change my stripes that easily. Speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tennis. I am no longer constantly practicing tennis and playing in tournament. I do play in a women's league though with a bunch of women who are in their thirties and forties. I'm 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My mother is currently sober, so that's a definite plus! I'm not sure how long it's been exactly, but it's creeping up on a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My old crush. Gone like a freight train! Gone like yesterday! Gawd, that one lasted forever O_o Strange, since he's not even that attractive haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have always and will always be a fangirl! This ranges from anime, to books, to hot celebrities, to just about anything you can think of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm so tired. I have been having horrible allergy attacks for at least the last few weeks and my sleep has been interrupted all too frequently by some annoying beeping noise. At least, that's what I thought it was at first. However, this morning I was up studying for a German test (bleh, let's not talk about how that went) and I heard it again. I'm beginning to suspect it's a bird.&amp;nbsp; A really freaking annoying bird that sounds like an alarm clock and goes off every morning around 6:45. I want a bazooka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrr... well, I&amp;nbsp;guess I will end this for now since I don't have anything to say really. I&amp;nbsp;will try to think of something more interesting next time!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kitty_neko_chan:12318</id>
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    <title>Theater</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T02:44:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T02:44:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YAY!!!!!!!!!! IT'S OVER!!!!!!!!!! I don't ever have to recite those stupid lines again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOOOOORAAAYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun though. Good times. Good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, the funny thing? The tryouts for the next play are tuesday and wednesday. Never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also pondering how the hell I'm supposed to sell the dumbass candy when tomorrow's freakin halloween and everyone's going to be getting candy for free. I'm debating on whether or not to even bother carrying it around. Who knows? Maybe someone will be craving candy that very sercond and not have any available. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to see if there's any good movies showing on TV even though I should probably be going to bed. Screw it! Sleep is for mortals! And so is homework!</content>
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    <title>rotting journal</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T00:14:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T00:14:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WAOH! Look! I'm updating my livejournal! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I took this quiz to see how well i understand men. Here's my result (My comments are in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; and caps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamasan&lt;br /&gt;86 % Manian fluency!  &lt;br /&gt;You know men almost too well. None you set your eyes on in earnest can resist you forever &lt;b&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/b&gt;. You are the Mistress (or Master), and likely have no problems with men that don't boil down to your own pickiness &lt;b&gt;HMM... WELL I THINK THAT'S TRUE&lt;/b&gt;. If you want to meet your match, then have a look at those who scored "Satan" on the Womanian Language test . &lt;b&gt;I NEED TO MAKE SOME PEOPLE TAKE THIS TEST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bow to your wisdom. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've decided that me and Brittney (I don't know her last name, but she has long light brown or blonde hair) have got to do something to Josh and Cody. They kept messing with us all day during practice and Hec kept saying "they're going to kill both of you and bury you on the beach". Any suggestions of what to do? I'm open to ideas and I get the feeling that Hec would help us. He would probably be more than happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.</content>
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    <title>new schedule</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T20:27:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T20:27:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I got my new schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pre-cal - paschal&lt;br /&gt;2. history - shelton&lt;br /&gt;3. english - skinner&lt;br /&gt;4. french - eliasen&lt;br /&gt;5. chemistry - rutherford&lt;br /&gt;6. BCIS - weaver&lt;br /&gt;7. tennis - clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still have B lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Now we have three classes together and I'm still in french.</content>
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    <title>What am I?</title>
    <published>2005-08-13T12:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-13T12:39:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, I got this off my sister's blog and thought it would be fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Goth–&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear black eyeliner?: yep, and I'm so used to it now that I think I look odd without it&lt;br /&gt;Do you own any black clothing?: shirts, slacks, sweatpant, dress... yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you think about death often?: not usually, unless someone else brings it up&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to die?: I agree with my sister completely on this one; hell no&lt;br /&gt;Are you a social outcast?: no, at least not that I'm aware of&lt;br /&gt;Are you pale?: nope, i have a nice tan- too bad it's in the shape of my clothes though&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Hot Topic?: hell yea!&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Skater Punk–&lt;br /&gt;Can you skateboard?: no, i have no balance and am afraid i would fall on my ass&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear vans?: what are vans?&lt;br /&gt;Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?: stupid as in silly- yes, stupid as in dangerous- not too often. but i did wrap on of my coach's house this summer&lt;br /&gt;Do you get in trouble?: No, most authority figures are somehow under the impression that I'm a nice, sweet girl&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any piercings?: four- two in each ear&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Prep–&lt;br /&gt;Do you say the word “like”: like, no way!&lt;br /&gt;Do you shop at Abercrombie and Fitch?: uh, no&lt;br /&gt;Are the A&amp;F models hot? i don't really know what they look like&lt;br /&gt;Rock music is bad, right?: nope, i love it&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be in a sorority/fraternity?: Nope, not ever. There's no point and it's a waste of time and money&lt;br /&gt;Into jocks/popular guys/girls?: depends on the person I guess&lt;br /&gt;Are/were you a cheerleader?: ... yes, but I was 10 so don't hold it against me&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Hippie–&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair long?: yes, but not EXTREMELY long&lt;br /&gt;Are you a vegetarian?: i would die since there's only a few vegatables I can stand eating. Plus, i love meat- gimme my protein!&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a tye dye shirt?: no, not since i was 5&lt;br /&gt;Do you want peace?: complete peace would ruin the balance of the evil/good ratio. ( I agree with Jibby and Ongaku)&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to save the animals: i guess&lt;br /&gt;Is war bad?: Yes it is, but sometimes just unavoidable. (I also agree with Ongaku)&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Gangsta–&lt;br /&gt;Are you from the ghetto?: no, not quite, but it seems like it sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Do you own “bling bling”?: yes, can't live without it. I also enjoy &lt;strike&gt;stealing&lt;/strike&gt; borrowing my sister's&lt;br /&gt;Do you like do-rags?: no&lt;br /&gt;How about hip-hop?: nope&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about afros?: they're fun to poke&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever said ‘fo shizzle’?: if i did, i was making fun&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Emo–&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry alot? yes, but I'm a teenage girl with an f-ed up menustral cycle, so I think I'm entitled&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an ex?: one, and I'm not sure he counts&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an acoustic guitar?: not anymore, unless it's in the attic, but I think we sold it&lt;br /&gt;Are you emotional?: when the occasion calls for it&lt;br /&gt;Do you like soft music?: yup&lt;br /&gt;Do people understand you?: the people I'm close to usually do&lt;br /&gt;Do you write your own songs?: no, unless little diddies making fun of people count&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair dyed ?: no, i like my natural color too much&lt;br /&gt;Do you cut?: no, i like my skin as it is as well&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Jock–&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports?: yes, tennis&lt;br /&gt;How important are they to you?: it's not the end of the world if something gets cancelled, but I do enjoy playing. watching it is a different story *snores*&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about football? BORING&lt;br /&gt;Were you considered a bully by anyone?: no, &lt;strike&gt;just my cats&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Geek–&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?: yes. I wear my contacts in public most of the time though&lt;br /&gt;Do you get good grades? yes, but it's not like I'd cry if i got a low A or B&lt;br /&gt;Are you smart?: schoolwise, yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you use an inhaler?: no&lt;br /&gt;Along with bad eyesight? &lt;strike&gt;no, i wear contacts and glasses for the fun of it&lt;/strike&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets: i don't have shirt pockets&lt;br /&gt;Does your mom buy your clothes?: my grandparents pay, but they don't pick them out... usually, but my grandma has good taste- i can't tell you how many shirts she's bought me with LOW cuts&lt;br /&gt;How often are you on the computer?: quite a bit, but not 24/7&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get picked on?: only by my friends and i retaliate by either picking on them back or punching them in the boob&lt;br /&gt;Total YES: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Results:&lt;br /&gt;Geek: 4&lt;br /&gt;Goth: 3&lt;br /&gt;Hippie: 3&lt;br /&gt;Emo: 3&lt;br /&gt;Skater punk: 2&lt;br /&gt;Prep: 2&lt;br /&gt;Jock: 2&lt;br /&gt;Gansta: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, guess I'm a geek. :D</content>
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    <title>Arg, stupid school system</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T00:03:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T00:16:24Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">1. pre-cal: paschal&lt;br /&gt;2. english 3 ap: skinner&lt;br /&gt;3. int const crs: beck (what the heck is this class?)&lt;br /&gt;4. multimedia: weaver&lt;br /&gt;5. chem pre-ap: rutherford&lt;br /&gt;6. us hustory ap: shelton&lt;br /&gt;7. tennis: clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B Lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the french class? That's what I wanted to know. It turns out that tennis and french three are both only offered during seventh period. Figures. I talked to one of the counselors and she said something about me taking french 1 instead of number three on my list and just have ms. eliason teach be french three anyways. Hm... we'll see. I'm supposed to go back sometime next week to get a new schedule. I hope they don't f it up more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sucks! I wanted to have french three with amanda! WAHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note (just to show that I'm not always complaining :D) I went shopping today and got some cute clothes. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I thought this was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/emmareth/1107864798_SEXYpic001.jpg" border="0" alt="m&amp;amp;m1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;You like Sex God&lt;br&gt;Draco!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sex God Draco loves sex&lt;br&gt;and girls! With his stunning looks and&lt;br&gt;unyielding sex drive, he can be found wherever&lt;br&gt;there is female company. Sex God Draco has the&lt;br&gt;entire female population swooning after him and&lt;br&gt;some of the male as well! Sex God Draco often&lt;br&gt;is part Veela and uses his charms to bed as&lt;br&gt;many girls (and sometimes boys) as he can. His&lt;br&gt;mind is always on sex and he wants nothing more&lt;br&gt;than to get into your panties!&lt;p&gt;You like him&lt;br&gt;because you are...HORNY! You will most likely&lt;br&gt;make him wait for awhile and then only sleep&lt;br&gt;with him when he realises, finally, that you&lt;br&gt;are the only one for him and halts his previous&lt;br&gt;philandering ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/emmareth/quizzes/Which%20Draco%20Malfoy%20would%20you%20fall%20for%3F%20With%20Scrumptious%20Pictures!/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Draco Malfoy would you fall for? With Scrumptious Pictures!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>kitty_neko_chan @ 2005-08-07T11:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T17:17:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-07T17:17:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fushigi Yuugi soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*coughs up a lung*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I don't like children. Let me tell the sad story of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was, minding my own business while I got ready for my tennis lesson when my coach called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Hey, do you have a match set for after you lesson?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (is supposed to play two matches a week) Uh, no...&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Do you want to work?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Confused and thinking he's talking about my laziness in the tennis department) yyyyes.&lt;br /&gt;Coach: Good. Ok, the job is from 9 to 1 and all you got to do with the kids is teach them how to hit the ball, take them to the park, and swimming. I'll show you after your lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the crap did I get myself into? Well, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was probably the hardest. You see, I've never taken care of children before in my life and now I was suddenly in charge of three; ages five, six, and nine. Two of them weren't so bad, but the five year old didn't want to walk at all, so guess who got to carry him? My poor back. I was thinking there might be something wrong with him, since he had green boogers (gross) hanging out of his nose, but I had no clue. I got home and passed out on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next day he didn't show up. I was happy, but feeling a little tired and worn out. Luckily for me, my coach had asked another girl to help me out. She didn't do much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, by day three I felt like crap and had no idea why. I was exhausted, my head hurt, and my throat was itchy. The five year old still wasn't there, so i was happy. And it helped that my partner took on more of the work that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I was ready to die and took a nap like the previous two days, but woke up feeling much worse. My throat was killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get better then next (and last) day of my job, but I went in anyways. Meh. The five year old was back with his overprotective mother who didn't have a clue that my coach wasn't doing anything with her child and that I was in charge of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;child's mother: Are you helping out today?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it turns out that the lovely child was sick (go figure) and when I asked what was wrong with him, she said 'tonsillitis'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT! I carried his around all day and he even rested his cheek on my shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, on a wonderful Suday, watching movies and drinking lots of fluids. I've also enjoyed being drugged and falling asleep every couple of hours. And the sad thing is that my mom says I'm barely drugged at all. wah. I think I've watched about fifteen movies over the past three days. No joke. Let's see if I can list them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone Like You&lt;br /&gt;The Faculty&lt;br /&gt;HallowMan&lt;br /&gt;Where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;The truth about cats and dogs&lt;br /&gt;Identity&lt;br /&gt;ghostbusters&lt;br /&gt;the haunting&lt;br /&gt;joyride&lt;br /&gt;Apollo 13&lt;br /&gt;Cabin Fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's a few more but I can't think of them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo Hoo. Today's my sister's bday and we were supposed to go out to eat, but I can't because i'm a contagious bug and don't feel like getting dressed. Mr, I'm probably going to have to go to the doctors. I hate going to the doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what sucks about being sick the most? My weight. Don't roll your eyes! When I got the job, I was going on a no binge eating diet and had lost a pound, but since I'm sick all I want to do is eat because it makes my throat feel better. You can see where this is going. Nooo! And I can't even exercise to burn it off, because I'm afraid I'd die since I can't breath (or stay awake very long).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this little recent fiasco, I've been having a great summer full of no school. How about everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No! I almost forgot about that we're going to have to get our schedules tomorrow. Someone shoot me. If you follow the sounds of coughing and gagging, you will spot me in all my wonderful sick glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!</content>
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    <title>bitching</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T15:13:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T15:13:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm kind of in a bitching mood so I need to get this off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate WolfBlossom! The stupid little bitch! It was bad enough when people started copying my story "Roommates" like mad and there was no way to do damage control, but this is crossing the line. I thought that copying my story "Visible To You" would be impossible because I went to so much damn trouble to make sure it was completely original. I had never read anything like it and was very pleased with the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just by chance, I came across this girl's story (when I haven't even looked at that website in a year) and her summary caught my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Summary: A witch cast a spell on Syaoran after he has disrespected her. Now, he has a thought bond with an unknown girl in Japan. Can you really fall in love with somebody, whom you only think to? SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summary: Syaoran unwittingly insults a psychic, resulting in him being invisible to everyone besides the psychic and... one girl... S&amp;S! CHAPTER 7 is up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's not exactly the same, but something struck my to read the first chapter of her story and low and behold: it was almost the exact same as "Visible To You"! The first half of the chapter was in the same format of mine: The main character running from his cousin, his cousin dragging him to a psychic house (or "fortune teller" in her words), him insulting her, her placing a curse on him, and WolfBlossom even had the main character call the "fortune teller" a crackpot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt my blood start to boil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a wimp so I had my sister send her an email that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little bit of a complaint concerning this story. I feel that you have ripped this story from Kitty Neko. You had said that you got the plot idea from MoshiMoshiQueen and if that is so then it was her who took it. A lot of the first chapter is very similar to the story 'Visible To You' and since that story is published way before yours, I think it would stand to say that you copied it and not the other way around. I'm that authors sister and I can't just look the other way at this. If you want to look it up check under the name 'ongakuneko' (or just go to '&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/~ongakuneko"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~ongakuneko&lt;/a&gt;') Please do not just write this off. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ongaku-san~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ochitsuki.net"&gt;http://www.ochitsuki.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you don't believe me I can point out things that are extremely similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry. I just read Visible to You and indeed my first chapter is pratically a rip from your sister's story however, i am planning things very differently from your sister's story. I can put up a note in the next chapter saying that my first chapter doesin't belong to me either it belongs to your sister.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm really, really sorry if the first chapter is like your Kitty Neko's first chapter but things will change and it'll be totally different from your sisters story!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I apologise once again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But please can you not report to the fanfiction.net admin? I've already had a few stories taken off and one more and my account will freeze up completly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wish to say sorry once more.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wolf Blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just read Visible to You"? BULL SHIT!!!!! The whore (excuse me, I'm still venting) has reviewed my story in the past so there's no "just" about it. The copying was intentional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So her note in her second chapter went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first chapter is basically not my idea –yes, yes I know- the first chapter is similar if not exact to Kitty Neko’s story, ‘Visible to You’. So yea, first chapter credit goes to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, but that didn't seem very apoligetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be safe, I've been keeping an eye on her stories and read this review from the person she got the plot from (MoshiMoshi Queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ You are doing a great job so far. I always love when an author beautifully applies my ideas and uniquely makes it their own. Lol and this review is major proof that I did give you permission, so all you doubters are warned not to bother Wolf Blossom about it. Personally all should learn from your example. Ask before you take. Keep up the great work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all should learn from your example. Ask before you take." Please. That little bitch copied from my first chapter of Visible To You and certainly didn't ask if she could do it. She only gave me credit after my sister emailed her about it. See chapter two. So, personally, I don't think anybody should follow her example unless they want their accounts frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still debating to mention this in my last chapter of Visible To You. It would certainly serve her right. What do you think?</content>
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    <title>i can never think of a subject title...</title>
    <published>2005-06-18T02:37:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-18T02:37:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hm... well, yesterday was interesting. First thing's first: I had fun, Amanda! Thanks for coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Amanda left, my grandma called and I guess my sister mentioned that my mom was really drunk (my gma is always asking and dragging it out of us) and kept dropping her food. Although, I did find out that this wasn't entirely alcohol's effects: she had taken an ambian (very strong sleeping pill) as well as alcohol. The scary thing is that something like that could have killed her. It makes me shiver to think that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to go pick up my glasses with my sister and, shortly after we got home, my grandma stormed into the house. She slammed the door and went to the bathroom, so we thought that was her problem, but we were wrong. After that, she went outback where my mom was drinking again and slammed the door. My sister looked at me and asked, "Is she mad about something?" Then, my grandma stormed in, this time carrying the large box of beer and (if possible) slammed the door even louder and then left the house. My answer to my sister was, "Yes, I think she's mad" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom came in and was like "what the hell?". My gma came back a couple minutes later after disposing of the stupid beer and my sister and I ran to my room to stay out of the way. Insert a lot of screaming at this point. Man, my gma has a good pair of lungs on her. We were in there for about ten minutes until we dared leave and my mom was on her way to the shower and to pack her bag. My gma was kidnapping her for the night so she can keep an eye on her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gma brought her back at about 7 this morning and told me if she starts drinking again to give her a call and she'll come take it from her. My mom agreed to this because she wants to stop drinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my gma left, my mom turned to me and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Do you have any plans today?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um... no... (scared) why?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Good. 'Cause you're not allowed to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically I spent the day keeping my mom company while watching TV. It was actually pretty fun. I hope this time she quits for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I think this one girl has copied my idea for 'Visible To You' for a lot of her first chapter. Grr. I'll probably say more in my next entry about this, but I'm tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night to all and wish me good luck at the tournament tomorrow!</content>
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    <title>ack</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T01:44:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T01:44:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoa. I did a lot better at the tournament than I thought I would. Last year I think I might have won one match. This weekend, I got second on the consolation finals. Which basically means I lost my first match and got put in the consolation draw (eveyone who lost their first match), then won three matches, and lost my last match. Hey! I'm going up! YAY! 12 points for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda *tears* we need to do something, but I don't know when. I have another tournament for the next two Saturedays. What do you think? Oh, and how's you summer going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!</content>
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    <title>quizzes</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T21:54:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T21:54:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>not sure what it is</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1111016503lime-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;. You are the color green! People love you because you bring laughter to the crowd, and often lighten sad moods. People can identify with you because you can be both serious and silly. Sometimes people don't understand you because you're up for fun one night and then the next you'd rather sit at home. But no worries, they still love you. How could they resist you? You've got that loveable magnitude no one can stay away from. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Yellow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Red&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Orange&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Blue&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Purple&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Black&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Pink&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;White&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Gray&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=14214"&gt;What Color Best Suits Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;A Romantic&lt;/b&gt;. You're a romantic through and through. You may not ever have very many partners, but it's ok. You know that it's about the person who you're having it with, and that the sex is more of a fun biproduct - a very fun biprodict. You know how to make your partner happy, and that's what it's all about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A Romantic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sex God&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;A Slave To BDSM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="68" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;68%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Virgin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;60%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2472"&gt;How are you in bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Dishonest&lt;/b&gt;. Your dishonest. Honesty IS the best policy. Give that a try. Wether its to your friends, teachers, parents, or whoever, be honest, or else one day your lies are going to get discovered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Dishonest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Shy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Bitch&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Slut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Push-Over&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Rebellious&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Jealous&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Controlling&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Disloyal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="17" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2743"&gt;Whats your personality flaw? Answer Honestly!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrrr... well that's interesting.</content>
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    <title>back</title>
    <published>2005-04-24T16:16:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-24T16:16:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the whir of the computer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's been quite a while since I updated this. Bad llama! Sorry, I recently watched The Emperor's New Groove, so I have a few sayings stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! Back on topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I haven't updated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... I guess I'll blame it on being busy because of tennis season. Still, you should know that I use the same excuse for not cleaning my room. Now that it's over, I blame my messy living quarters on school. We'll see if it actually gets clean by summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARG! I'm having to fight against myself not to use british slang. I just watched both Bridget Jones movies and now I'm speaking with a british accent (a verrry butchered attempt at one anyways) in my head. Lord stop me from being a prat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, because I didn't have anything else to do and, therefore, had a lot of time on my hands. I looked up 'prat'. Do you know what it means? Butt! Ha! Who knew? I'll have to remember that for my stories, since I seem to be obsessed with butts in them. Particularly in 'Natsu'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of stories, part of the reason I'm writing this right now is to try and phych myself up for writing the final chapter to Visible To You. I'm scared. Mommy. The only other long story I've finished before was Roommates, and that was quite a while ago, so I don't remember haven't this much trouble. Starting that chapter is always the hardest part for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just looking over what I've already written on this post and discovered that most of it is meaningless dribble. I don't want my posts to be pointless. I want them to be deep and insightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I feel like getting more involved with the internet this summer. I want to find more friends on the internet that have live journals so I can post in theirs and they can post in mine. I wonder how one would go about doing that... eh, I'll figure it out... later... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, Cristal talked to me a couple days ago. O_o Now, normally I don't have to see her because we're almost complete opposites and don't have any classes together, but fate hates me. Or rather, the school administration. For the TAKS test (barf) they split us up in rooms alphabetically and, because our last names our A and B, we ended up in the same room for one of the days. Of course it had to be the activity day (I'm still a little grumpy about being stepped on and body slammed) so we had a lot of free time to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked a little periodically through the day (always around people), but while we were waiting for the bell to ring and release us from hell, she came up to me and started telling me about her problems. I don't remember if I ever posted anything about how she was kissing this guy even though he already had a girlfriend, and that girlfriend was incidentally one of her friends (not a close friend, but a friend none the less). It seems they recently have done more (that's what I gathered anyways) but I don't know the complete details since I haven't been taking to her since November (and frankly wouldn't want to know) (throws up). Woah, I got WAY off track, better watch that. ANYWAYS, the girlfriend found out. blah blah blah. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why she decided to come up to me and tell me all these things. I'm not her friend and I made it perfectly clear the last time we spoke to each other that I didn't want to have anything to do with her. Perhaps she thinks I've forgotten and got over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that I'm pretty much over it, as in I don't hate her all the way down to the core, but I won't forget about what she did. That would be stupid and I learned my lesson the last time. I won't get involved with her ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think that post is plenty long now. I'll try to update more often because I almost forgot how much I like to write. Ja!</content>
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    <title>kaw</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T03:38:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T03:38:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have anything to say (or rather, the time to say it) but I was getting tired of that depressing entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakakakkakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it's prolly time for mes to goes to beds. Mes don't want toos. sniffle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALways look on the bright side of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggles. Ever heard that song? I would post the lyrics, but don't have enough time. Ja!</content>
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    <title>Over</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T02:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T02:56:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, it's finally officially over. I talked to Cristal. Our conversation pretty much went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Did you read my letter?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;C: So, do you still want to be friends?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, not really. I don't want us to be enemies but I don't want to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;C: Yea, it wouldn't be the same. &lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;C: So, no talking to each other on the phone either?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... No. (firm)&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh. Ok, I see how it is. That's ok. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point she mentioned something about waving and saying hi in the hallway because it felt weird not talking at all. I think I grunted. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels weird. I don't think it feels bad, but it doesn't really feel good at this point even though it should. I'm probably just being remorseful. I mean, we were best friends for five years. It was more of her using me than a friendship, but it's still hard to let things go. All I know is that I'm a lot happier now than I have been in a long time. I really thank Amanda and my sister for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note. *big watery kitten eyes* Amanda, would you consider spending the night at my house some time during the Christmas break? BTW, if you ever need someone to talk to for some reason feel free to call me. Ja!</content>
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    <title>Turkey</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T04:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T04:03:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All I Really Want</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whew, so far, my thanksgiving break has been pretty fun. At least there hasn't been a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5 in the morning and heard my mom and sister moving around and decided to join them. My mom made us get dressed and go shopping for a turkey ($40! O_O we're going to be eating turkey for a while), decorations for the Christmas tree since we told her she made it ugly (tee hee), and then shopping for some groceries. Our tree looks a LOT better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some kind of new dessert that was supposed to look like a yule log and actually looked like... a different kind of log completely, if you get my drift. If not, let me spell it out: a turd. &amp;lt;~ at least that's what my sister said. My mom said, "It's not the looks that counts, it's the taste." Yea, well, at least I think it's going to taste good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMmmm.... turkey. I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS: I've been hard at work getting the clips ready to make another music video, this time to Fushigi Yuugi. I hope it turns out good, but the freaking clips are taking forever to rip. *growl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone elses' holidays are going great! Ja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yea! Just remembered that I need to change my icons. I'm going to look at my sister's collection and see what I like...</content>
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    <title>Nothing Much</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T04:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T04:07:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Evangelion soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okies, I don't really have a point for this point except that I need to amuse Amanda and make her smile during third period. Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I realized something: my sister flinches when I pick up my arm like I'm going to hit her! Now, I know what you're thinking, that's awful! I beat my sister up so much that she's afraid everytime I move my arm too fast. I guess I did hit her pretty hard the other day, but I didn't intentionally hit her that hard, it just happened. I blame tennis. So does my sister, she says I have to quit. tee hee. Ok, the whole point is that I find it very ironic because I used to do the same thing. My sister would lift her arm to brush her hair back and I would cower in a corner. Paybacks a bitch and so am I. tee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO! Let my put a quote from one of the mangas I read that I thought was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faerie's Landing 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryang: Okay, I know someone who can help. He's a real player. The dude can go all night, and he always leaves his partner breathless and drenched in sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seho: ARE we talking about DDR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryang: I sure as hell hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knyack knyack knyack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe I've had a little too much chocolate lately. Ah, what am i saying? There's no such thing as too much chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go to bed, but it's going to be difficult. I need to try anyways. I think I'm going to take my drawings to school tomorrow and work on them. 'cause they definitely need some work... ta ta!</content>
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