<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:11:41.037-05:00</updated><category term='mall'/><category term='drama'/><category term='math'/><category term='GSD'/><category term='video games'/><category term='FF12'/><category term='new post'/><category term='livejournal'/><title type='text'>boys with hearts.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-1987084165807910359</id><published>2009-05-18T12:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:52:17.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>kirisaki jack~♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/ShGNeGd5gWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4S9eb93R1H4/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/ShGNeGd5gWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4S9eb93R1H4/s320/35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337202581682356578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mood: well rested!?&lt;br /&gt;Music: Knife to Fork - ORE SKA BAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to waste time!! And have very little to talk about!&lt;br /&gt;(STOLEN FROM LENA!! XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, i’m:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; SAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; how do you pronounce your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; SAH-M (or SAH-MAHN-THAH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what is your age backwards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; how do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; very well rested! I slept so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; back to school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what grade are you goin into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; FIRST YEAR UNIVERSITY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; which period are you doing the best at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hmm. sadly, philosphy. Though I'm hoping English may have gone up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; which period are you doing the worse at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; english....or, i was. actually, my online class might be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; which teacher do you fear the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hmm. my online teacher. i've only met her once and she smells funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; are you changing to a new school this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; yes yes :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; is someone else changing schools?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; i think most people are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who was your second grade crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; cody something-or-other~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what was one reason you cried?&lt;br /&gt;um ..........i have no idea. i don't remember the last time i cried.&lt;br /&gt;wait, i probably read some sappy scene in a story or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what shows do you never want to miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;WELL, i never want to miss south park ...but i always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; favorites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; chocolate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; cadbury!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; blue~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; shoe brand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hmm, i used to love converse.&lt;br /&gt;but i really love addidas right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; fictionpress. entertainment galore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; theme park:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;uh. i dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; instrument:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; piano/guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hmm. so long, so long by dashboard.&lt;br /&gt;or rooftops and invitations, i love that song as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; miss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what grade do you miss the most?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; OMG LENA, i miss grade seven too!&lt;br /&gt;oh the days of obnoxious, naive youth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who's the first friend that comes to your mind that you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; brenna~&lt;br /&gt;lena~&lt;br /&gt;...others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what else do you miss?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; lena-chan~&lt;br /&gt;and MY HARVEST MOON GAMES.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THEM BACK DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; lies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; ever lied about your age?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; yep, people used to assume i was legal.&lt;br /&gt;now i am legal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; to impress someone?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; to freeload?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; my parents have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; ever used someone?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; not knowingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; this or that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; crunchie or kitkatt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; crunchi&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; myspace or facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; flowers or chocolate?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; chocolate! like lena says: flowers die, and chocolate is god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; watch the news or historical teachings?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; historical teachings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hold hands or kiss?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; .....well from my lack of experience, HOLD HANDS.&lt;br /&gt;until they get clammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; white chocolate or dark?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;MILK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; random:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what was the last theme park you’ve been too ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; uhhh ...wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; name one thing you remember from social class:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; social studies? umm ....brenna drew a picture of our substitue picture on her desk on got made fun of for it XD&lt;br /&gt;i know, what a bad thing to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; what mood are you in right now?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; happy procrastination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who was the last person you IMed ?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; um. jesus.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who was the last person added on your Facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; um, pauline. it was a little creepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who was the last person deleted on your Facebook:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; i dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; who did you last hang out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; brittany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Best:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 1. Male Friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; . . .jorden, i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 2. Female friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; the usual three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 3. Vacation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; =.=;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 4. Memory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; i don't like saying which memories are best. there's lots of good ones, but i like enjoying the present better.&lt;br /&gt;looking back on memories gets kind of depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 1. Person you saw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; jorden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 2. Messaged over MySpace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; i never had myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 3. IM’d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; like i said, no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 1. What are you doing right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 2. Wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 3. Better than yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; mmm, yes. because i got to sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 4. Did you see the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; i like friends and stuff. so yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 5. What's the weather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 2. What's bothering you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 4. What is in your wallet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; ID, bank cards, gift cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 5. Wallpaper on your computer's desktop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; DOGS. like, not real dogs. Heine and Badou from the manga DOGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 7. Next time you will kiss someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; never? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 8. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; dominican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 10. Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; fml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 11. House:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; two story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 12. Doing this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; it's almost over TT^TT&lt;br /&gt;though next weekend is anime north! (that makes me sound like the biggest loser ever- but i go for the original artwork! it's so lovely!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 13. If you could have one thing right now what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hmm. a spot in Innis residence. goddammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 14. Listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; knife to fork- ORE SKA BAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 15. Where do you live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; canada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 16. Eating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 17. On your bed, what is your favorite thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; my bed in general. I LOVE MR. BED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 18. Do you believe in a soulmate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; eh, not realy. i mean, there's  more than one out there, isn't there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 19. What do you wear to bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; shorts, shirt, sweater, sweatpants. depends on how warm/cold i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 20. Do you remember your dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; if i take the time to think about it then yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 21. Do you burn easily in the sun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; yep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 22. What's something you wish you could understand better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 23. What did you do last weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 24. Who do you miss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 25. Who is the last girl you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; uh, chrysta? maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 26. Who is the last boy you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; jorden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 27. Who was the last person you went somewhere with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; uh, my mum and jorden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 28. Have you kissed anyone on your top friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; no. no top friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 29. Last time you ate a home grown tomato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; never. FUCK TOMATOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 30. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 31. Do you like someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; friends!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 32. What do you wear more, slacks, jeans, or sweatpants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 33. What is the last movie you watched? With who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; angels and demons. it had a wonderful soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;BUT STAR TREK WAS BETTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 34. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; water, orange juice and tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 35. What are you excited about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; GRADUATION. MOVING OUT. POSSIBLY PROM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 36. Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; nuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 37. Where was the last place you went?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; walmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 38. What’s on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; mmm, nothing really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 39. Have you cried recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 40. If an unstoppable force comes across an immovable object, then what happens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; BOOOM~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 41. Is taking a shower a daily thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hells yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it. boredom killed for ...a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-1987084165807910359?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/1987084165807910359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=1987084165807910359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/1987084165807910359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/1987084165807910359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2009/05/kirisaki-jack.html' title='kirisaki jack~♥'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/ShGNeGd5gWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4S9eb93R1H4/s72-c/35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-5884467690045842602</id><published>2009-04-23T11:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:15:11.097-04:00</updated><title type='text'>for brenna, for brenna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SfCC8ax-PgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PJN9Ih07AXU/s1600-h/icon12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SfCC8ax-PgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PJN9Ih07AXU/s320/icon12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327902333671980546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mood: blah&lt;br /&gt;Music: Romantic - Rie Fu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, my birthday is tomorrow~ I will be eighteen! Although, that means almost nothing here, because, well, the only thing I can legally do is vote and have sex with an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Neither will be happening any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching the drama Ryuusei no Kizuna. I love it, it's cute and sort of sad at the same time, it's about these three siblings who's parents were murdered when they were kids, and now they are trying to find the man and get revenge. However, it's a lot more complicated than it seems (Shizuna, the sister, falls in love with the murderer's son, and is not actually related to her brothers Taichi and Kouichi) and the swindle a lot of people to get them back for hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been watchign a ton of anime (I blame Brittany for this!), as well is reading manga. Pandora Hearts is a new one I started (on my own!) and the anime wasn't subbed, so I decided to read the manga so I would know what was happening! It's adorable! And it's got a really original plot, it almost ties in with Alice in Wonderland to some extent, as well as other old myths. Another one is 07 ghosts; I haven't gotten far in the anime, but I am caught up in the manga- and let me say, there are some very (strange) themes going on in this manga. The main characters seem a little to gay for a shonen manga (I think the aouthor is a woman). I mean, there is a piture of Teito (the main character) and his friend in the bath together (which is, incidentally, filled with flowers....) There is nothing sexual about it, it's just weird. And Teito cries alot/ gets really attatched, but otherwise he's a good character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS WELL, Fullmetal Alchemist has been restaretd! Since the manga was still going, and the anime and movie were completely different they decided to restart th series and have it go down the same path as the manga! this one is MUCH better (the music is more epic, the animation and fight scenes are better, the japanese voices are the same but better...) and it explains so much more! I'm very pleased with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bookwise, I have recently read a lot of Micheal Ondaatje (especially for school, since my english ISU is on his novel) and Divisadero is the most beautiful, simplle but wonderful book I have ever read. i find it hard to beleive that normal people can live such painstakingly ture but beautiful lives!&lt;br /&gt;As well, I have been reading the Jessica Darling series (something I started in grade nine and recently got back into- I know Lena reads them too XD) I read 1 and 2 a logn tiem ago, then recently bought 3 and 4 once I realized they existed. Last week my mum bought me the 5th one (the last one!) and I finished that too (she also ordered the 1st and 2nd for my birthday) and it ended so well (and come on, we ALL know how it ended!!) Really though, the books really excite me for university, seeing as the 3rd and 4th are about jessica while she's in college. That sort of life excites me greatly, and I'm more impatient than ever to get out of the house and be on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming soon. Although my average dropped from 87% to 84% I'm hoping I'll be able to raise my english mark (I can't beleieve I only got a 72%!!!!) so my average will go up again. I really want to make sure I get into Innis College (though I am already accepted into u of t!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my life in a nutshell, I guess. Nothing exciting happens XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-5884467690045842602?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/5884467690045842602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=5884467690045842602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5884467690045842602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5884467690045842602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-brenna-for-brenna.html' title='for brenna, for brenna.'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SfCC8ax-PgI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PJN9Ih07AXU/s72-c/icon12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6434147058455188856</id><published>2009-03-04T14:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T15:01:49.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine underground!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/Sa7ZQFM9I4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5xb_0ysOUzU/s1600-h/whoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/Sa7ZQFM9I4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5xb_0ysOUzU/s320/whoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309419881014043522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: Restless, happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: DIC 954 - Veltpunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;After being sick since Saturday (technically Friday night, though I hadn't realized I was actually getting sick it doesn't count) I am FINALLY on the mend!! Albeit, I still feel like I'm about to cough up both of my lungs every time I cough (which is often) and I had to down Fisherman's Friend's every few minutes to prevent such intense coughing, but all is well regardless!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I actually feel somewhat productive though, even though I have been sitting around doing absolutely nothing since Saturday, or well, Sunday really, since I went out Saturday night- never go out when you're sick, I have a feeling it only makes you worse. Still, Saturday was fun though. It was Richard's 23rd birthday, so we all went to Dave &amp;amp; Busters, which is this bar/restaurant/arcade mix that requires ID. Britty and I had a massive panic attack when we realized we needed ID because I'm underage and can't drink. It turned out okay, because everybody there was 20 and older (you have to be 19 to drink here) and the guy said I had to leave by ten, which, of course, I didn't. Because I can pass for older than (almost) 18, so it didn't really matter XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So it was fun, we played a decent amount of games, especially old-school ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also spent much of the weekend playing F.E.A.R. 2- which is WAYYYYYYY scarier than the first one! I originally thought my throat was hurting from screaming so much while playing, but as I know now, I was actually just getting sick. The sad thing is, we rented it so I had to return it before I could actually beat it. I'm trying to convince Jorden to buy it, but the game actually gave him nightmares so he's kind of hesitant about it XD. After the weekend of gaming, I ended up doing pretty much nothing on Monday and Tuesday- I listened to music a lot, read and watched a lot of dramas. I don't get sick like this very often, so I forgot how hard it is to concentrate on school work while I'm sick XD. So I haven't done much homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And I made the stupid mistake of going to school yesterday! Right when I wake up I think I'm fine because I'm not coughing or anything, but it tends to get worse as the morning goes by. So just before first period yesterday I COMPLETELY lost my voice and couldn't even cough properly! Mr. Hook tried to get me to answer something and I couldn't because I couldn't talk, it was a little embarrassing &gt;.&gt; I went home after that XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And then today I just stayed home, though of course I'm starting to feel better. After all of that slacking though, I have a decent amount of work awaiting me and I'm just making things worse by procrastinating!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MUSIC RANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I have been feeling like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; there really isn't any good music out in the world today, and have been longing for the days when I had THOUSANDS of files of music available for every emotion/mood I was in. Lately though, after clearing nearly three thousand music files off of itunes, I thought my library was lacking a little. So, while randomly checking on one of my favorite bands (The Rocket Summer!) I saw that Bryce Avery (The Rocket Summer in its entirety- he's a one man band! Except for when he's touring, that is.) Had collaborated with a friend, Ace Ender and a few other people from relatively famous bands (like Blink 182 etc) to do a cover on the song 'Bittersweet Symphony' by The Verve. I remember the song as a child; sometimes it used to really piss me off because it sounded so monotone, but other times I really liked it because of the violins in the background XD So I spent a while looking for the song and FINALLY downloaded it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;AND I LOVE IT. It says I've played it 26 times so far, which when considering I have been busy downloading other music and have only had the song for about two hours is pretty impressive in my mind XD I get so excited when I hear Bryce Avery singing those harmony's with the others! He has the sweetest voice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Along with that, I finally found Veltpunch's 'Paint it Grey' album! It's taken me FOREVER to find a link that actually downloaded the album, but I did it! And of course, just like their single 'Crawl' the whole album exudes that joyful, carefree sound that I absolutely adored at the end of summer last year! I think it's perfect timing for the album, since spring is FINALLY coming and the whole week has been sunny and cloudless, slowly warming back to bearable temperatures. I love their music, it's a soft pop/rock mix, with a mix of a guy and a girl singing. There music tends to remind me of car rides with Britty, because we spent a whole day listening to 'Crawl' on our way to Pacific Mall one time last summer. Their music is perfect for a happy, carefree day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'm also downloading an album by an indie band named 'The Sunshine Underground'. I have no idea what they sound like yet, but I'm eager to find out! I love discovering new bands!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And I think that is all for the moment XD. It's been a while since I updated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6434147058455188856?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6434147058455188856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6434147058455188856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6434147058455188856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6434147058455188856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunshine-underground.html' title='sunshine underground!?'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/Sa7ZQFM9I4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5xb_0ysOUzU/s72-c/whoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-5698588282311274185</id><published>2009-01-10T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:34:07.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SWj2RDImjRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iHOeMdKtP8E/s1600-h/4325.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SWj2RDImjRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iHOeMdKtP8E/s320/4325.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289748535106243858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: She said - Rin Oikawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;The first week back to school has been so hectic. I mean, really. I have so many assignments due for next week and it feels like I've only just found out about them, not to mention even worked on them. On top of that, we have exams in about a week in two days. I only have two written exams and to vocal exams, but they matter so much, because there are the marks that get sent in to the universities =.=;;. On that note, all three universities have gotten back to be, guelph, laurier and toronto. I was SO worried, because u of t took so long to get back to me, but they sent a letter and emailed me, so I feel better now. Now, it's back to REALLY obsessing over marks, because that is what will get me into the university I want (toronto, st.george) and the college I want to live in (Innis) so yeah. Marks mean everything! And I'm sure my average is going to go down, by a lot. I'm only going to have low eighties, which means my 88% average is no longer there TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Ugh. So stressful. Especially with the end of the semester, and I stupidly did NOT hand in some projects. I don't understand why I do that- I just get SO lazy, and I was doing so well for the most part. Argh. I'll have to try harder next semester, since those are the marks that really count &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And at work, we are getting renovations, which is really weird. It's so hard to work and listen to orders while there are drills on the other side of the wall. I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And on another note, I read the book Kamikaze girls (which was very good) and then watched the movie, which was just as good. It was so funny! I really enjoyed it; it's definitely one of my favorite movies XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, that's all, I think. I don't really want to complain about everything, and I have to do my hair, since we are going out later for supper &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-5698588282311274185?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/5698588282311274185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=5698588282311274185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5698588282311274185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5698588282311274185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood-annoyed-music-she-said-rin-oikawa.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SWj2RDImjRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/iHOeMdKtP8E/s72-c/4325.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-5183229682487924550</id><published>2008-12-06T17:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:56:55.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh procrastination...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/STsBO9-iE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/QWp58Z9-5c0/s1600-h/k53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/STsBO9-iE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/QWp58Z9-5c0/s320/k53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276812745061307234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: PROCRASTINATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Xavia- The Submarines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Just a quick update, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I am procrastinating big time, really, but oh well. Can it be helped? &gt;.&gt; It's really only this one big ISU project/seminar/essay that I've been putting off. I'm not sure, but the whole thing is just laden with STRESS, and it just makes me want to shy away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Today I went shopping with my mum, and we ended up doing a lot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Christmas shopping. I got two sweaters, a really pretty (pink XD) shirt and three pairs of jeans. The jeans don;'t fit perfectly, but I'm using that as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;motivation to lose weight (which I have been doing well on XD Somewhat, for these two weeks. If I wasn't so tired and bogged down with homework, it would have been better). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I've also been addicted to rice krispi squares. I can't really say why, I just am, but GOD, I love them so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;ALSO, OMIGAWD, FINALLY, finally, I have come up with a decent plot for my story! I was just laying in bed last night (at like, two in the morning) and though, shit, I really need to work out a good plot for this story. I don't want it to go down the drain like everything else. And I finally thought up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;something that makes perfect sense. It's too long to put here, but I'm so excited. I'd much rather work on that before I start my essay. Maybe I will just write out an outline, so I remember XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I guess that's really all, for now &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-5183229682487924550?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/5183229682487924550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=5183229682487924550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5183229682487924550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5183229682487924550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-procrastination.html' title='oh procrastination...'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/STsBO9-iE2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/QWp58Z9-5c0/s72-c/k53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3209837976618290357</id><published>2008-11-22T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T12:55:59.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SShFuoAjtnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rDX7ERSYCis/s1600-h/ancafe-highside09.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SShFuoAjtnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rDX7ERSYCis/s320/ancafe-highside09.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271540031153223282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: bored, restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Dou Nio Yao Bu Yaou - Tank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;My internet wasn't working for almost a whole week, and before that it was being really finicky and it got to the point were I couldn't use my own internet a long time ago. But today I finally went down to the main computer and fixed it all, redid all of the settings and properly connected my computer the the router so I could have access to the internet and FINALLY it's working properly and I have full internet usage back again XD I'm very pleased with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, last night I went to go see Twilight with Britty and Richard! and it was So good! I was really worried that it was going to be a completely crappy movie, cause the trailers looked So bad, but my friend went to see a midnight showing on Thursday night and said she was really impressed with it, so I was a little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; optimistic. However, all of the screaming girls made me kind of nervous, but it was for nothing. They did a REALLY good job with the movie, so it was like a real movie and not just a telling from a book. I was impressed XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I think one of the best things at the movie though, was the trailer for the 6th harry Potter movie. IT WAS SO EPIC! It looks totally AMAZING, and like, by far the best one yet! It was so sad, in the midst of all of these crazy twilight/edward cullen fangirls and me and Britty going "OMIGAWD HARRY POTTER! WE COULD HAVE BEEN SEEING THIS INSTEAD!" Cause you know, Harry Potter was supposed to come out last night, but no, they wanted a summer blockbuster so changed it to July &gt;.&gt; Ugh, so aggravating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;On another good note, we got our pins to apply to OUAC and the universities yesterday! I'm going to apply to my schools tomorrow, or during the week, i think. I just want to do a little more research on Guelph and Laurier before I apply XD. U of T is still my first choice though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And yeahs. Nothing much more is new. I am for sure starting a diet on monday because American Eagle has so many nice clothes that I want and I am sick of not wearing what I want to because I am so self conscious. So yeahs. And I was supposed to go Christmas Shopping with my mum today but she's sick and sleeping so I don't think we're going &gt;.&gt; I really wanted to though . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3209837976618290357?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3209837976618290357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3209837976618290357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3209837976618290357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3209837976618290357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-bored-restless-music-dou-nio-yao.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SShFuoAjtnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/rDX7ERSYCis/s72-c/ancafe-highside09.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-136660382837516486</id><published>2008-11-15T17:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:08:32.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SR9T9I4lZWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5zt9vHieF8A/s1600-h/an.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SR9T9I4lZWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5zt9vHieF8A/s320/an.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269022398868710754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Stay Beautiful - The Last Goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I found this new band today! Completely by accident too. I was using this new layout (that Brenna so nicely helped put up for me) and it came with this song called 'Pictures of You'. I really liked the song so i looked up the band and downloaded their new album, and it's great! They have a very different sound, and I really like it. It's so ice to stumble across a new band that has a really unique sound XD It makes me so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So advise all of the imaginary people reading this to download them! they are superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Speaking of superb music, An Cafe released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt; a new mini album! (Or a single, I guess). I really like it; their sound is really different then it used to be, but I think they've done really well after losing their guitar player and picking up two members. They've adapted to the new additions and make some good music. My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; song on the new single is 'Kawayu's Rock', because it is as it is- it's a rock song. And the guitar is SO good (Takuya is an amazing guitarist) and it's just so good and fast paced. The other to are more techno rock, though I like them a lot to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;On the same topic, SuG's 'Punksitch' is also very good- much better than their album, ViviVi, I didn't like the sound in that one very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;XD And there is my music update. There really isn't much else. I have lots to write story-wise,but I haven't the time to do it. Maybe I'll work on that tonight? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-136660382837516486?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/136660382837516486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=136660382837516486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/136660382837516486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/136660382837516486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-happy-music-stay-beautiful-last.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SR9T9I4lZWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5zt9vHieF8A/s72-c/an.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-2506907885845798057</id><published>2008-11-11T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:45:47.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SRok-ykad9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ocWj7tNg6iw/s1600-h/13928615.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SRok-ykad9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ocWj7tNg6iw/s320/13928615.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267563375308208082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: somewhat tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Nyappy in the World 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;Just For Brenna, I will update this, though I hate updating it without a new layout &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Life is pretty much he same, as usual. I quit Tim Hortons for the second time, worked at Sobeys for like, three weeks, and decided I didn't like it. So now I am just going back to tim Hortons. I have it good there, so I should just stay. I get the hours I want, am good a my job, get along with most people who work there, and get to slack off like crazy. Plus it's right beside my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;On another, more depressing note, I gained back a lot of the weight I lost TT^TT However, I am back to normal (I think?) And am going to walk every night and do sit ups and eat a lot less so I can lose ALL of the weight I want to in time for next semester. because I am going to sing in the coffee house and I want to look good for that XD And I want to look good for when i go to university. That will be my real chance and romance, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'm also going to start doing homework every day and try to get stuff done a little earlier. I've been doing better, but things are piling up again, so I think I need to work at it a little better. HOwever, despite my obvious slacking, I am doing EXTREMELY WELL in school. In Studies in Lit I have a 82% (which is a LOT better than I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; I was getting), History I have 88% and vocal I have 95%. I'm kind of sad that these marks don't count when we send out information to the universities &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Speaking of which, we get our pin number things from OUAC (Ontario University Application Center) On November 21st! Which means I can start applying to universities in December! I'm so excited! I'm going to apply to York, Guelph, U of T and maybe McGill, if I get around to doing research on it. However, I REALLY want to get accepted into U of T; most people think it's stupid to live in Toronto because it's still so close to home, but really it's an hour and a half bus ride from downtown Toronto to Newmarket, so for me it's far enough XD I don't hate my family THAT much XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So yeah. Also, the Twilight movie comes out on November 21st! I am so excited to see Edward in his sunglasses- that was the selling point of the movie for me, really. I'm still sort of nervous about how the film will turn out, but I want to see it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, I hope this is enough to appease brenna XD (I AM ON MSN, BTW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, yeahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-2506907885845798057?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/2506907885845798057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=2506907885845798057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2506907885845798057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2506907885845798057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-somewhat-tired-music-nyappy-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SRok-ykad9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ocWj7tNg6iw/s72-c/13928615.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3221460894037530653</id><published>2008-09-14T15:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:32:13.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SM1hARR6VTI/AAAAAAAAADk/mDSF8ldhIEM/s1600-h/icon_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SM1hARR6VTI/AAAAAAAAADk/mDSF8ldhIEM/s320/icon_004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245955798222918962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Music: Broken Youth - Nico Touches the Walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: tired, content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;This post is really more for Brenna's benefit than my own, I think. But that's alright XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's been an incredibly hectic week, in my eyes - I mean, I DO get to go home at 12:05 everyday, which means I only have three classes, but somehow it still feels like I have no time to do anything else. probably because I work Monday, Thursday and Sunday, hang out with Brittany on the weekend and possibly once during the week, so my time for anything is limited. And then, the looming horror of having to do two seminars within the next three weeks makes me feel just a little more hectic. And I have another assignment due on Thursday, which is also the date of the university meeting (OMG! it's already starting!!!!!!!!!). Oh, and, I have a vocal solo tomorrow, which is a hell of a lot more stressful than it should be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But I think that's because my music selection is limited. I mean, I have A LOT of music, like, a ton, but when it comes to finding something normal and low key to sing, especially when you need the karaoke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;instrumental &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;version, life gets a little more stressful. However, since it's the first one, we don't NEED a karaoke track; she just thinks gr.12's should have it. I think it's because we're the oldest in the class and shouldn't be scared - honestly, it's just hard for me to find a song to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Moving on from that topic ...school pictures were last week! As per usual, I didn't order any, but you know, you need a picture for your student ID, and the yearbook, so I didn't want to look completely stupid. Honestly, I don't look completely stupid; it's actually a good picture of me (which is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;surprising), but it's the fact that I'm LAUGHING in my picture that makes me look stupid. Because, you know, it's a yearbook/ID picture, not a normal one. So, yeah. It could have been worse though; many of my friends had bad pictures. One's hair looked like it was blowing in the wing; but the pictures were in and the gym, and there was no wind. Another looked like she had 'cheek implants'. It was a good day though; I actually stayed and chilled with them through lunch, and we thought up Hallowe'en costumes. Except I'm going with Britty, but I didn't tell them XD I'll just let them think I'm going to be a part with them XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, Jurita got back from Hong Kong last week, and she also went to Taiwan and Japan!!! She bought me three visual kei magazines form Japan, some charms and GUndam Seed stickers! XDD I was more than happy! XD Real this from Japan! There's even a charm with a yen sticker on it - Britty and I freaked about that XD It's good to have Jurita back; she's a bit of a dork, I guess, but I like she, she's so nice and we get along really well XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Of course, life is awkward with JIll at school; she WAS in my first period class, but she dropped it. A little part of me thinks it's because I was in the class, but that's just egotistical; I think it's just because she doesn't do history- she didn't take it last year &gt;.&gt; At photo day though, she was at the table helping the teacher, and since I was kind of scared to go, so I just shoved Danielle in front of me and went to the teacher XD But she glared at me the whole time &gt;.&gt; Like REALLY glared: met my eyes and just glared, I was actually kind fo creeped out. ANd while I was waiting for my friends, she just kept like, staring/glaring at me, and it was kind of awkward because I was with everyone and laughing and stuff and she looked so ANGRY. I told my mum and she told me to be careful, because she thinks JIll is mentally unstable and has problems. Which she does XD Honestly though. And while I was waiting for Crystal and Jurita to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;their pictures done, I was just standing holding the gym door, and she got up to leave, looked where I was holding the door, and just WALKED THROUGH THE OTHER!!!!! How immature is that? I mean, I even MOVED so she could walk through, while still holding it XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh well. Life is good without her. Like really; most people have said I seem happier without her around. I also think that's it's because of many other things (pills, Jorden, Britty, friends, life) but that is a part of it, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Speaking of Jorden, I absolutely LOVE having him here; I know a lot of siblings don't get along very well, and it may seem kinda of pathetic, but he's honestly like, on of my best friends XD We went to my Grandma's on Friday, and I was like 'woah, this is cool, Jorden's with us,' XD. It's so nice though. I told him we were weird for being so close, but then he said that out ex-step brother and sister Luc and Lianne were (still are) just as close as we are, so it's not that bad. And it's true, they hang out a lot, and are friends with each others friends. So I guess it's not too weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And so, that's really the mostly important things of my life. I think XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;(Brenna, I'll try to be on tonight XD The next free night I have is Tuesday, unless I go to Britty's which I doubt, cause she has a long day at school the next day XD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3221460894037530653?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3221460894037530653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3221460894037530653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3221460894037530653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3221460894037530653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-broken-youth-nico-touches-walls.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SM1hARR6VTI/AAAAAAAAADk/mDSF8ldhIEM/s72-c/icon_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6105296162802825818</id><published>2008-09-09T17:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:53:08.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SMbtaMAWcnI/AAAAAAAAADc/6h2bBlAi2dM/s1600-h/tkwa83_sanguinet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SMbtaMAWcnI/AAAAAAAAADc/6h2bBlAi2dM/s320/tkwa83_sanguinet.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244139850274599538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: CRAWL - Veltpunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: sleepy, dissatisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;My biggest concern of the half hour is that I need to change my layout. A new season means a new layout, in my eyes XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;My biggest concern of all time, however, if the feeling of loneliness and the thought that I'm missing out on what's supposed to be a fun-filled year with friends; celebrating the fact that this is our last year of high school before being turned out into the world. Except I'm left feeling uncontent; with my friends, job and life. SOme people spend all of their free time with their friends, while I spend my free time reading and trying not to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's amazing how nothing changes, really. My friendships have change, yet the situation never changes. Somehow it's good, and somehow it's bad. OR maybe it's the cooling air and the loss of the warm summer air that's making me feel this way; fall is one of those romantic, happy seasons, in my eyes. To me, fall feels like you should be partying it up and have fun and enjoying what you can before you're locked inside with work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But really, I guess it's all a result form my need to make more friends. I really want to meet new people,e make more friends and have a chance at a relationship. Somehow though, I feel like it won't happen this year XD I think I should get a new job though, on the other side of town; then I can work with people from other schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Otherwise, my life is good. My father caved, and my brother officially lives with us; though we are broke from the lawyers. Jurita is back, so I have entertainment at school. Britty and I are as close as ever, and my schedule rocks. Three periods, then I can go home. It's amazing. Next semester I have a spare first period, which I am not trading for ANYTHING, because god, I would love to be able to sleep until eight every morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Of course, there are downsides; I have no locker, Jill was sending homicidal glares at me today (scary, for sure. Really...), and I have gained weight. With all the stress and cravings that have been going on, I haven't had the chance to lose weight yet. But now I think I'm back on track. Hopefully. I'm going to go for a good long walk tonight though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;The other bad thing is that I haven't talked with Brenna in FOREVER. (I WILL BE ON TONIGHT FOR SURES UNTIL ABOUT 8:30, AND ON FOR SURE ALL TOMORROW AFTERNOON/ NIGHT!!!!!!! FOR SURE!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I have so much I want to say to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And sadly, homework is calling, so that's what I'm going to do. It's weird;I haven't done real homework and god knows how long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;. . .I'm sort of excited XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;......it's sad, I know &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6105296162802825818?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6105296162802825818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6105296162802825818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6105296162802825818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6105296162802825818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/09/music-crawl-veltpunch-mood-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SMbtaMAWcnI/AAAAAAAAADc/6h2bBlAi2dM/s72-c/tkwa83_sanguinet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-151094275591887542</id><published>2008-09-01T11:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:05:17.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>three more days &gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SLwPn7vm8VI/AAAAAAAAADU/ihTBTjuPts0/s1600-h/k21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SLwPn7vm8VI/AAAAAAAAADU/ihTBTjuPts0/s320/k21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081245079105874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: 88 - LM.C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: satisfied, slightly anxious though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;School starts again in three days! TT^TT;; It's so sad, really. I don't even know where the summer went! And for like, on of the first times ever, it was like, the best summer I've ever had! (Disregarding like, one week of it, but still). I don't want school to starts again, even if it means going into my last year and finishing high school forever (I'm like, uber excited about that, actually!). Still though ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's kind of bad, because for whatever reason, we got the same lockers we had last year, which sucks MAJORLY because I shared with Jill last year, but we're not friends at ALL anymore XD She was kind of like the female version of Shayne, so, yeah. For those who know, enough said, really. But like, for whatever reason, Josh didn't get his old locker that he had last year, which means I can't get the one he used to have, which means Im going to have to go around and ask someone to share with me, or ask for a new locker XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's so stupid; people don't always stay friends for a whole year XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, I suppose other from that, school won't be SO bad. I somehow have to extra credits, so I can drop two courses this year if I have to XD I'll probably only end up dropping one though, so I can have a spare in both semesters. Speaking of which, I don't even know what I'm taking this semester, because they post your homeroom on the cafeteria windows, you go, and THEN you get your schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;...I hope I get a first period spare XD I would love to be able to sleep in like, majorly. Or even last period, because then I could just go home and start my homework early XD *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;On the other hand, I FINALLY bought a pair of flats that actually don't hurt my feet, and somewhat fit properly XD They're like, a black and white plaid, and they're soo cute XD But at the store I was at, they don't have half sizes, so it was like, I could fit the eight, but it was tight because I have wide feet (sadly) and the nine was wide enough, but it's too long XD But I settled for the nine. However, it makes me happy to know that my feet can fit an eight, but they're wide so I need 8.5. It's just reassuring XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also bought another sweater form American Apparel! It's grey this time! XD (Britty, Jorden and I went to Toronto on Friday, and then Jorden and I went again while my parents went to the CNE; I've been there a lot lately XD). I also bought JOrden one, and in return, my mum bought me this really cute pink and grey sweater from D-TOX (pink, I know; I don't mind pink as much as I used to XD). Also, since I didn't need much school supplies, I got a new bad too! It's white, and it has a pink adidas logo on the front XD It sort of makes me like like a sports poser or something, but I like the bag XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also had to take my job back at Tim Hortons, which sucks. A lot. But oh well, at least I'm making money again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;(oh, and brenbren, when you read this: YOU DIDN'T COME ON ON THAT MONDAY NIGHT! XD So tell me another night you'll be one XD We SOOO need to talk! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-151094275591887542?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/151094275591887542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=151094275591887542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/151094275591887542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/151094275591887542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-more-days.html' title='three more days &gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SLwPn7vm8VI/AAAAAAAAADU/ihTBTjuPts0/s72-c/k21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-8349367664187554511</id><published>2008-08-15T15:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:38:25.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SKXY_R3CLOI/AAAAAAAAADM/-00u_6bjA4Q/s1600-h/018.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SKXY_R3CLOI/AAAAAAAAADM/-00u_6bjA4Q/s320/018.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234828723525659874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Music: Jorden playing Kingdom Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: slightly anxious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I have been jobless for about three weeks now, and now that there's only about two weeks until school starts back up again, I'm starting to feel a little nervous XD I mean, I am supposed to be making money in order to go to school, especially if I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to try and get into McGill, in Montreal. I would love to live in Montreal, it seems so much more glamorous than Toronto does XD I like Toronto and all, but Montreal seems so ...fashionable, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Normally at this time of year, i always find myself saying "Yeah, I'll try SO much harder in school this year," or "I'll put in as much effort as possible," but it rarely happens XD. However, last semester was pretty good on my part so maybe I will actually try hard this year? I think I have to; it is my last year and my marks have to be good for university applications XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, the job issues is starting to become my main concern, and I just applied to a new game store that's opening up in the mall &gt;.&gt; I doubt I'll get hired, but I guess there's always the slightest chance? I may not have volunteer experience (which I still need to graduate &gt;.&gt;;) but I do have two years of work experience? I was SO close to getting a job at Sobeys, but they already had enough people, and the lady said if I had applied like two days earlier, I so would have been hired =.=;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;and that's what you get for procrastinating. Still, I don't know what I think of working at a game shop. What if it's only like, loser guys working there? =.=;; I'll have to try hard to be somewhat cool, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Speaking of cool, I also put on like, nearly five lbs TT^TT It's kind of pathetic, but I guess since all I've been doing is playing video games and cooking, I guess it's expected. I couldn't even go for a walk because I was sick for nearly two weeks and didn't want to make myself worse &gt;.&gt;;; Also, eating junk food with Britty doesn't really help. However, I've been eating somewhat healthier, and we're going to the store tomorrow, s I'm going to buy more Udon noodles and lilydale chicken so I can live off of rice and Udon noodles XD. I really wish I could learn to make Bentos like Brenna does XD. Maybe I should try? They looks so cute XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;*sigh* it's so boring. And dramatic, I suppose. There's so many family issues happening, and at the same time I feel as though nothing is happening &gt;.&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-8349367664187554511?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/8349367664187554511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=8349367664187554511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/8349367664187554511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/8349367664187554511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-jorden-playing-kingdom-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SKXY_R3CLOI/AAAAAAAAADM/-00u_6bjA4Q/s72-c/018.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3687361427414498217</id><published>2008-07-23T23:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T00:09:53.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SIf9wqEK_mI/AAAAAAAAADE/nA7j0j3svxg/s1600-h/SK_027.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SIf9wqEK_mI/AAAAAAAAADE/nA7j0j3svxg/s320/SK_027.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226424904954084962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: happy/ excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: WINDING ROAD - Ayaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Finally, an update &gt;.&gt; My life has been so hectically busy that I haven't had the energy to do much outside of what I normally do. But now, I have finally found the will to update! Mostly, because I BOUGHT A NEW KEYBOARD TODAY!!! And I really wanted to test it out XDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Honestly though, it's the keyboard that you normally see with the new silver macs, but Britty and I were testing them out today at Bestbuy, and I was like "I think I might buy this, I want a new keyboard, so I can type up my papers easier, and this keyboard is really easy to type on," And she was like "Yeah, I think I'll get it too, cause it's pretty and I have a class that will require typing papers," So we got them XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;In all honestly though, it's good for me. Because I am a fast typer, but with my regular &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;keyboard&lt;/span&gt;, the keys are huge and really close together, and I always hit the wrong keys because I'm going too fast when I type. But with this one, the keys are farther apart and smaller, so I make WAYYY less mistakes than I normally do!!! It's really nice. It'll be good for school too, because I'm taking three English courses, which will surely require a lot of writing, plus other numerous history courses and one law course, which will most likely include a decent amount of paper writing. not to mention university applications. So hopefully this will make my life easier, and speed up the process of typing XDDD Less editing to do and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, on another note, my trip to Winnipeg was AWESOME! XD I had so much fun with brenbren and lena!!! Plus I got some amazing clothes (that I really haven't been able to wear, because I got stuck working so much, and there's no point in dressing up just to go to work &gt;.&gt;). But I enjoyed it a lot, and I can't wait till the next time I go back! We always have so much fun together~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Other things in my life have included: going to Britty's cottage and getting lost, catching up on D,Gray-Man, getting into Hitman Reborn and Soul Eater, my brothers, and QUITTING MY JOB!!!! That is the biggest thing, I think. I finally put in my two weeks notice last week, and I was so happy, despite the stress of having to deal with my manager and everybody telling me it was a bad decsicion on my part and I was making a mistake. the funny thing is though, all of the people I normally work with were supportive of me quitting and agreed with why Id id it, and also said they we're going too. It's only the daytime people (or the full time) who didn't want me to. Somehow, they haven't realized that Tim Hortons is not a career for me, and I don't need raises or promotions cause I only would have been there another year anyways, &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But it's over with, and I have to work my last four shifts (in a row) now TT^TT I work tomorrow, Friday Saturday and Sunday =.=;; It's going to be a long four days. Also, Britty has two jobs, so are time to just chill has been limited. On top of that, I need to find a new job sometime soon, because I'm supposed to be making a lot fo money to put away for school this year &gt;.&gt; But I just couldn't handle working at Tim HOrtons anymore I hate is so much, and have for such a long time TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, I think that is more than enough for one post, and I have most definitely tested out my keyboard and love it &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;on a side note, belphegor love!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;SQUABEL!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3687361427414498217?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3687361427414498217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3687361427414498217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3687361427414498217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3687361427414498217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/07/mood-happy-excited-music-winding-road.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SIf9wqEK_mI/AAAAAAAAADE/nA7j0j3svxg/s72-c/SK_027.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3307449050171289230</id><published>2008-06-24T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:05:43.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SGEkmgk-ZHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fcP6s-VJUl4/s1600-h/a17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SGEkmgk-ZHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fcP6s-VJUl4/s320/a17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215490087470392434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Ryuusei Rocket - An Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Well. I have to wonder sometimes, how I always end up listening to people's life problems (I don't mind yours Brenna no worries. You're special :D) But that's kind of the point. Obviously I have no issues talking to certain people about their problems, but then like, other people break out the issues and it's like ...woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Especially the really bad family ones. Like, my friend asked "Can you imagine calling the police on your dad?" and I was going to reply with "Well, yeah, I think about it often, you know, just in case," But uh, I didn't think that would sound very sympathetic. Even if it's the truth. Cause you know, gotta have back up plans incase he decides he desperate to see me. I'm a little paranoid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, point it: it's AWKWARD having to talk about super intense family problems with someone I don't know too too well. Especially when I would just call the police and get it over and done with.  I mean, if your dad is trying to kill your mum ...isn't that what you should do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And so it's awkward. partially cause to me my family is not like, some superior level of friends to me, they're just people I live with who happen to be as close as my closest friends who may be closer. Meaning my friends are more important than family, they ARE my family, it's just how I roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So it's hard for me to understand why someone wouldn't cal the police on their parents, especially when it will be beneficial for all in the long run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;ON THE BRIGHT AND HAPPY AND NOT SO DISTANT FUTURISH SIDE....WINNIPEG IN THREE DAYS. yeah. i'm excited XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;i mean, no stress, at all, hopefully a new job, no school, no douches from school, no dinky's to dal with....life's gonna be good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;...except for my brothers. cause that means ADD, drama, lack of privacy ,ADHD, retardedness and oughdliweg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if i can actually give up my solidarity and handle having a sibling again, i OWN this house. i am alone and love it and can do what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;and then BAM, i have a brother again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;ugh. maybe it's just because i haven't seen them in six months? That's a really long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;OH GOD WHAT DO YOU SAY TO SOMEONE WHO IS HAVING A BIGGER FAMILY CRISIS THAN YOU ARE?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;ughh. i need to go die. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;not really. i wanna cook though~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3307449050171289230?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3307449050171289230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3307449050171289230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3307449050171289230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3307449050171289230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/06/mood-awkward.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SGEkmgk-ZHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fcP6s-VJUl4/s72-c/a17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3575189693662014924</id><published>2008-06-17T12:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:28:54.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SFfkQLlRSfI/AAAAAAAAACs/sp2KRhf76Uo/s1600-h/nwp48_sanguinet_icons.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SFfkQLlRSfI/AAAAAAAAACs/sp2KRhf76Uo/s320/nwp48_sanguinet_icons.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886060342790642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: kind of nauseous, kind of worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Gekidou - UVERworld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, it's that time of year. Exam time. FINALLY, it's all over~~ I've been waiting for the last (real) day of school for a while. And, I managed to get home early today, because I'm done everything and don't feel good XD I'm also not working, cause I'd like to review for the two exams I have tomorrow. Math and Hospitality; both should be pretty easy, especially since in both I get to have a cheatsheet! Not that I need one in math, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Then, on Thursday, I have my english exam, where half is questions of Macbeth, and the other half is an essay on Frankenstein TT^TT gonna fail that one (I think my average went down to 79%, but the way TT^TT I had finally had an 80...). And then on Friday, I have my history exam, which requires some major review, I think. Mainly going over old tests to see what I did wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And then I'm done! Exam consultation day is on the 25, and I think I might go just to check the marks, but not actually stay for the 'classes'. since they don't put exam marks on report cards and all (which I think is stupid-  I wanna knwo what I got). And on the 24, I'm helping Mrs. A do cooking for the graduation ceremony, from 10-2, and possibly in the night too, so  can get some volunteer hours XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;AND THEN, next Friday, I am going to Winnipeg :D It was supposed to be Monday, and god I wish it was, but eh. I'm ...sort of excited. With exams and never being home I kind of forget I'm going XD I'm happy to be going though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, Crisis Core kicks MAJOR ass. It's so, so cool to learn the story that starts FFVII and stuff. like, i re-watched Advent Children (I love that movie) And it actually has a point now! It makes sense, now that I understand more of what's going on. I So, SO can't wait for the PS3 version of FFVII to be releasd (in the future...) because god, I wanna know more about the story TT^TT And I am so in love with Cloud Strife, he's so cool &gt;.&gt; And Zack! Zack is so adorable and amazing, and I don't understand how everyone paired Cloud and Aerith together, because Zack and Aerith are SO in love with each other!! Her wishes all put together was to spend more time with Zack :) It's so sad!! Especially cause I know Zack is going to die!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna play Crisis Core now, the do review and possibly save Britty later XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;God, I love that game!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3575189693662014924?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3575189693662014924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3575189693662014924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3575189693662014924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3575189693662014924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/06/exams.html' title='exams'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SFfkQLlRSfI/AAAAAAAAACs/sp2KRhf76Uo/s72-c/nwp48_sanguinet_icons.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6022098964959240743</id><published>2008-06-02T16:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T17:30:48.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>todaytoday~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SERd9qaB5_I/AAAAAAAAACk/4ms-wjf1k-Q/s1600-h/mn6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SERd9qaB5_I/AAAAAAAAACk/4ms-wjf1k-Q/s320/mn6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207390383084005362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: kinda sick, but kinda happy? ish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Music: TODAY - Angela Aki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All day I felt pretty sick to my stomach on and off. I'm not sure what's making my stomach so upset, but lately it's really been bother me. I'm going to stop talking my pills to see if it makes a difference at all &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hospitality sucked today. Mrs.A turned the oven on and told Lucy and I to put the brownies in (because it was the one we don't really use much, and she did it since we didn't know how) and since she said it was ready we just put them in and set the timer. Except Mrs. A PUT THE OVEN ON BROIL. And we didn't know, so the brownies burned. And she got mad at us &gt;.&gt; It was HER fault though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ugh. and math is really annoying. We're doing 2D and 3D shapes and whatnot, and right now we're doing perspective drawings and ugh. I should have taken the U/C level, this is too boring &gt;.&gt; I'm also really behind in History (I have so many notes to catch up on) and in English too, I'm missing notes. I'll have to work hard &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I decided, for sure this summer, I will finally learn to play my guitar, ad I might start up piano/keyboard again. Britty said she'll buy a cello (they're cheap somewhere) and learn to play, but if not she'll master the piano XD She's also resuming saxophone. That way, we can tap into our more music sides XD I'm not sure why either of us dropped out of band (well, she's an art student through and through, but she's really a music student too). I think I should have stayed in band &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;However, this summer, I'll also take writing more seriously, redo one story, work hard on another, and plan the other out. I was tempted to try and learn to draw, but it really does take time, and time is limited for me. I should just try and work on what I'm okay at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My main priority is the one with Tyler. It's definitely been ruined, I really had a plot for it in the beginning and all but it was hard to write it how i wanted it when I had to make sure it stayed true to Jill's wishes. I also prefer first person perspective, cause it's easier for me to write, but Jill hates it, so I took up third person, which I'm no good at. However, now that we're not friends anymore, I think I can run free with it, even if most of the characters are hers &gt;.&gt; I think I'll change it so most become mine. I had good ideas for that story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Basically, Tyler is the prophet/oracle that will either be the downfall/savior of the universe, and there is a group out to bring him back, cause he belongs to them, but he's like the key, and once they have him the power to control the universe is theirs. Nimbus is the nephew of Lucifer/the heir of Satan/the son of God, Cirrus is his twin angel brother, Apollo is a lord who went to school with Nimbus and fell in love with Nimbus and had a relationship with Nimbus. SOMEONE (who is yet to be determined) kind of ruins that relationship. Deimos is STILL the illegitimate child of Nimbus ( he always was, always will be. It works with them). And Deimos and Tyler eventually end up together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...and a real plot is forming! Go me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Next on the list is the unnamed one with Gary and Maverick. Gary is a hybrid human/alien, and was taken as an experiment. He's pretty much been tortured by the military, and has been on the run since he was 15. Maverick is actually a failed attempt at creating an human/alien hybrid, but he doesn't know, and is a medic (soon to be assassin) for the military. He meets Gary when he's 12 and Gary is 13, breaks Gary out when he's 14 and Gary is 15, and are best friends at 18 and 19. They eventually fall in love. Basically though, LONG tim ago, the military invaded a plant in another galaxy that's similar to Earth (as we all know, Earth will one day be all used up, and that's what happened) and forced the 'aliens' residing there to take refuge on Earth or be annihilated. It's pretty much one big conspiracy, and there's like, a rogue group that Gary and Maverick eventually join, along with other friends and unravel the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also have one about a boy named Zack, who has just been dumped by his (girly) boyfriend (for a GIRL) and is depressed. So his friends bring him out to buy a new video games (since he has worn out Cloud Strife. And I don't know if it's relevant, but Zack is Japanese American - he was raised in California, but is fluent in Japanese, since his parents are immigrants). He buys a game with an intriguing case, and meets a girl named Mika, who says mysterious things. Eventually, he gets dragged into a different world (tat is under the guise of the video game) and gets dragged into  corrupt country and basically helps them to fix things. He also meets Miku and Raj, runaway soldiers (all children 14 and over become soldiers), and falls in love with Miku. I still have a lot fo planning to do with this one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then, my last newest one is about vampire hunter Constance Marshall (who is a boy, contrary to his name). I was gonna make it a love story but I might just make it about Constance and his best friend (I forget his name now) who was turned into a vampire. Meaning, Constance has to hunt him down and kill him. Drama and such. I haven't thought about it too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And then, I would like to write something simple, an easy love story or something. I'll think of that later too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wow. So much stuff in one entry. I should prolly do homework now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6022098964959240743?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6022098964959240743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6022098964959240743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6022098964959240743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6022098964959240743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/06/todaytoday.html' title='todaytoday~~'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SERd9qaB5_I/AAAAAAAAACk/4ms-wjf1k-Q/s72-c/mn6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-8469703987395263096</id><published>2008-05-30T10:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:13:22.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SEAW8BmDlAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kZdMp3pkP2k/s1600-h/090.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SEAW8BmDlAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kZdMp3pkP2k/s320/090.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206186389716308994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: pleased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Sakurairo - Angela Aki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I get to stay home today! Because there isn't much going on at school, and I didn't want to go. Actually, today is the Relay for Life, and as cruel as it is, I really didn't want to do it. I'm scared of spending 12 hours with people from school, it's like, traumatizing for me. I'm going to hand in the money I got on Monday though, so it'll still sort of be helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But since most people will be gone this afternoon, my mum said I'm old enough to decide whether or not I need to go to school, and since I know nothing much is happening today, I decided to stay home. I did yesterday too, but that was because I was having anxiety issues about today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'm going to Winnipeg in, 24 days?! I'm so excited, my parents and I are going from June 23 to July 3rd. Eleven days! And I get to stay with Brenna while I'm there, and visit Lena, so I'm really happy! I'm so excited!! And I'm exercising more so I can look better when I go. Also, Shayne and I had a really good talk yesterday, so I think if he's home I might ask him if he wants to go out for lunch or something XD I'll have to make sure to look really good so I can like, I dunno. Make my point XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anime North last weekend was really fun, next year will be so much better though! Both me and Britty are going to get a table, and I will just also sell her stuff, so then we can sit next to each other. We're also going to do D.Gray-Man cosplay! We were both going to be Allen, but there was this one Kanda and Lavi couple, and they were so cute =.=;; they we're sitting down, and Lavi was playing Kanda's sword, and Kanda took it and stabbed him with it, and I was like, cosplay would look so good if we went as two different characters, cause it's cute like that. So now Britty is going to go as Allen, and I am going to go as Lenalee (I get to be a girl that way!) and it works cause they are like, best friends XD It'll be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I got a lot fo keychains and charms from artists alley, because it's stuff I will never really see again. Some of the people there are SO good! I loved buying their things :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'm so excited for Winnipeg though! It'll totally keep me going through the next two weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-8469703987395263096?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/8469703987395263096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=8469703987395263096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/8469703987395263096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/8469703987395263096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-pleased-music-sakurairo-angela-aki.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SEAW8BmDlAI/AAAAAAAAACc/kZdMp3pkP2k/s72-c/090.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-253424496769909017</id><published>2008-05-18T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:50:08.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SDBp_nJYNLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3D0IhvjzLUo/s1600-h/icon46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SDBp_nJYNLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3D0IhvjzLUo/s320/icon46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201774111173915826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: kind of tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Music: So Much Love  - The Rocket Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This week has been such a stressful week &gt;.&gt; I had a project due, and a seminar, and everything was just dying. The project wasn't working and I was so stressed out I made myself sick &gt;.&gt; But it turned out, and now it's over, and it's a long weekend this weekend :D Also, my mum let me call in to work (because I was so stressed out this week) so I get this whole weekend off, AND next weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BECAUSE ANIME NORTH IS NEXT WEEKEND. I'm a little excited, mostly to take pictures and buy everyone else's art. It'll be fun to look around too, even if I'm not dressing up this year XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yesterday my mum and my Nanny Gay and me went to Toronto and went shopping XD It was nice (except for the fact that my stomach is still really sensitive from the stress and my lunch made me feel really sick). It was really cool to walk around and realize that next year I'm going to be LIVING in that city, if I get into U of T or Ryerson XD I hope I do, I really, REALLY want to live in the city. It's so freakin' awesome and diverse. And there's like, So much stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Plus, the U of T campus is HUGE. It's over two city blocks east west, and further back North? It's huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got some nice clothes. Not as many as I wanted, but I'll drag Britty there before I go to Winnipeg to get a few more clothes, after I've lost some more weight. But I got a pair of Levi's jeans ($98.00 WITHOUT tax) and they are SOO soft and beautiful. I love them XD And, Urban Outfitters is an AMAZING (but expensive) store. They had SO many cool clothes :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to apply to Starbucks today. It's making mer kind of nervous, but I have to do it, I REALLY need a new job. I hate working at Tim Hortons &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I wish Britty would call. I wanna hang out with her XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-253424496769909017?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/253424496769909017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=253424496769909017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/253424496769909017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/253424496769909017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/05/mood-kind-of-tired-music-so-much-love.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SDBp_nJYNLI/AAAAAAAAACU/3D0IhvjzLUo/s72-c/icon46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3152418931438356526</id><published>2008-05-04T18:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T19:01:43.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>d.gray-man!♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SB47197G5RI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlF4WjmvVyU/s1600-h/DG_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SB47197G5RI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlF4WjmvVyU/s320/DG_013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196656818373715218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: eager and restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Kiss me Good-bye - Angela Aki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;D.GRAY-MAN = LOVE.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Seriously! I am only on episode 12 (out of eighty- so far! They're still going!) And it is so amazing! The picture is (a crappy one) of Allen Walker, the main character. HE IS SO CUTE!!!! SO HUGGABLE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Honestly, it all started with this really nice fanart Britty and I found on deviantart, and then we decided we had to watch it  XD So we have. Except she's proly about 50 episodes ahead of me now TT^TT How she finds time to live I'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So along with that, I HAVE MAJOR NEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;. . .I FINALLY FOUND A PLUSHIE OF RIKU!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was so happy! I have been looking for one since forever! Especially at Anime North last year! They didn't even have one!! Britty and I took the bus to P-Mall (it was a pretty epic adventure, trying to figure out the Toronto bus routes and all &gt;.&gt;) and when we got to our favorite store and looked at the plushies, I nearly died. I actually saw the plushie of Kairi first, and was like "Oh, so they make ones of Kairi, but they don't make Ri- . . .ku!!!!!! OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So Britty bought it as my (late) birthday present XD I was very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, my brother (Jeremy) sent me a card! It was a week late, but I didn't mind; the card was freaking awesome! It was a south park card, with Jimmy and Timmy, and when you open it, Timmy screams his name and makes his little noise thingie XD (cause he's the retarded child ^^;;) It made my mum and I laughed so hard though. Especially since he taped all these coins to the card XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Another good thing, is that I can fit some of the old pants I kept! Which means I have lost more weight! (I weighed myself, and I have XD) I just have to work a little harder, and I will be pretty when I go to Winnipeg~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I would love to see Shayne just so I could shove it in his face. Even if he doesn't really care, it will just make me feel good XD To show him up after everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I played FF12 yesterday (I never did get Crisis Core, I was so distraught TT^TT), and I'm tempted to play more/write/ watch more D.Gray-Man, but I haven't worked on my essay and it's due Tuesday. I really should get a move on that ^^;; So much for my no procrastinating. But it was hard! I had like, zero homework this week, so I didn't really have to do anything. I guess I should work on it now &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o(≧∀≦)o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nyappy!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Lucida Grande"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;P.S. - It's already May! Apparently school is out in exactly 30 days! I'm so excited~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3152418931438356526?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3152418931438356526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3152418931438356526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3152418931438356526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3152418931438356526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/05/dgray-man.html' title='d.gray-man!♥'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SB47197G5RI/AAAAAAAAACM/nlF4WjmvVyU/s72-c/DG_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-5168943112052223819</id><published>2008-04-25T16:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:36:25.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't post notes on Facebook TT^TT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SBI7kt7G5QI/AAAAAAAAACE/EsKQd5VCuEQ/s1600-h/eurenton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SBI7kt7G5QI/AAAAAAAAACE/EsKQd5VCuEQ/s320/eurenton.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193278822300443906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;Mood: normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Rainbow - Denki Groove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, my birthday ended up being okay, and now I am seventeen. It's really weird when I stop to think about it. Really weird, because I remember four years ago when I turned thirteen, how warm the sun felt when I was outside with brandi, how I got sheets, how I had to pretend to love them to make Tracey happy. I remember the way the sunlight streamed through all of the windows, and how Brandi was late. But I was happy to have her there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I even remember five years ago, when there were so many of us crowded onto the middle floor of our house, a party, and we gave massages and drew on backs and it felt nice :) But it's weird to think about it. To think about how things have changed so much, and how incredibly quickly life speeds by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's weird. But regardless, my birthday this year turned out good. I got an extension on my paper, so I went to Britty's house and hung out with her. Then her, me and Richard went to Best-Buy, the hospital (he had to drop some stuff off for his dad) And then we went to Wild Wing and ordered some AMAZING chicken wings. Then while we waited, we hung around Rogers, and earlier in the hospital parking lot, me and Britty just sang for about half an hour, waiting for Richard XD Then we went back with the wings, ate them all, and then Britty and I walked over to my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;AT my house, we went on the computer, then my mum came home. So we went downstairs, and had cake. My mum is really good at decorating cakes, and this year she made me a sunflower, with even a stem and little bugs on it. It was so cute. And I opened presents. I got a cookbook (finally!!), really nice lotion and body wash, a book on bonds with mothers and daughters (my mum is trying to make me conform XD), really nice Dove go-fresh stuff, and my PSP!!! I was so happy! She bought a game that my brothers told her to get, but it's those games where you move on a board and fight battles after battle, so we're returning it XD She doesn't mind though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And my dad and my brother sent me stuff in the mail. I'm assuming I'll get it next week. But it was good. I had dun XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And without further ado, the note I can't post on Facebook anymore TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div class="note_content clearfix" style="clear: both; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;The Opposite Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guitar or Drum Player: guitar!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Skater or Surfer: skater&lt;br /&gt;3. Brown or Blue Eyes: prolly brown, I like dark eyes&lt;br /&gt;4. Blonde or Brunette: dark hair :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Brains or Looks (Be honest!): as long as they're not complete idiots, I'll go with looks &gt;.&gt; Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Hamburger or Hotdog: streetdogs!!&lt;br /&gt;12. Pie or Cake: cake!&lt;br /&gt;13. Apple or Banana: banana&lt;br /&gt;14. Coke or Pepsi: coke&lt;br /&gt;15. Chicken or Beef: chicken&lt;br /&gt;17. Pancakes or Waffles: pancakes!!&lt;br /&gt;18. Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;19. Strawberry or Cherry: strawberry&lt;br /&gt;20. Watermelon or Cantaloupe: ewwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;21. Potato salad or Macaroni Salad: potatoe&lt;br /&gt;22. Bread or Biscuits: biscuits &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;23. Chocolates or Candy: chocolates&lt;br /&gt;24. Sausage or Bacon: turkey bacon!!!&lt;br /&gt;25. Fries or Onion Rings: fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Badminton or Tennis: badminton! good times lena XD&lt;br /&gt;27. Swim or Track: track&lt;br /&gt;28. Tennis or Golf: tennis&lt;br /&gt;29. Skiing or Sledding: sledding i fail at skiing&lt;br /&gt;30. Bicycling or Jogging: jogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stores/Restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. McDonalds or Burger King: McDonalds!!&lt;br /&gt;32. Popeye or Jollibee: ...popeye?&lt;br /&gt;33. Old Navy or Addidas: old navy&lt;br /&gt;34. Hollister or Abercrombie: abercrombie XD&lt;br /&gt;35. Albertson's or Vans: vans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Pants or Shorts: pants!&lt;br /&gt;36. Zip-Up or Pull-Over Hoodie: pull over all the way!!&lt;br /&gt;37. Heels or Flip-Flops: flip flops&lt;br /&gt;38. Dresses or Skirts: . . .dresses, actually. i think you can do more&lt;br /&gt;39. Mittens or Gloves: mittens!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;40. Print or Solid: ....solid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Bob or Bill: BOB!!!&lt;br /&gt;42. Jessica or Jennifer: jennifer&lt;br /&gt;43. Aaron or Erin: Erin&lt;br /&gt;44. Carrie or Kari: Kari&lt;br /&gt;45. Todd or Tom: Tom&lt;br /&gt;46. Lynn or Lee: Lee&lt;br /&gt;47. Sarah or Susie: Susie&lt;br /&gt;48. Jack or John: Jack&lt;br /&gt;49. Lisa or Linda: Lisa&lt;br /&gt;50. Mike or Nick: Nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Punk or Rock: ...visual kei? XD rock&lt;br /&gt;52. Pop or Alternative: alternative&lt;br /&gt;53. Rap or Techno: techno&lt;br /&gt;54. Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera: christina has a way better voice &lt;br /&gt;56. Korn or Staind: ....&lt;br /&gt;57. Limp Bizkit or Linkin Park: linkin park &lt;br /&gt;58. Guitar or Drums: guitar &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;59. Piano or Violin: SO HARD ..piano, cause you can sing to it&lt;br /&gt;60. CDs or Radio: CD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Dawson's Creek or 7th Heaven: ....dawson???&lt;br /&gt;62. Angel or Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Angel&lt;br /&gt;63. Law and Order or The Practice: ...i've only heard of law and order&lt;br /&gt;64. One Tree Hill or The OC: the OC&lt;br /&gt;65. Smallville or Charmed: smallville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Bruce Willis or Bruce Lee: bruce lee&lt;br /&gt;67. Jennifer Love Hewitt or Neve Campbell: ....&lt;br /&gt;68. Aladdin or Lion King: Lion King&lt;br /&gt;69. Snow White or Sleeping Beauty: Sleeping Beauty&lt;br /&gt;70. Comedy or Drama: drama XDD&lt;br /&gt;71. Horror or Science Fiction: SCI-FI!!!!!!!!! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;72. Scream or I Know What You Did Last Summer: ....i dunno&lt;br /&gt;73. Not Another Teen Movie or Scary Movie: not another teen movie&lt;br /&gt;74. Titanic or Pearl Harbor: pearl harbour??&lt;br /&gt;75. The Mask or Ace Ventura: neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer/Video Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. AOL or MSN: msn&lt;br /&gt;77. Dogpile or Google: google&lt;br /&gt;78. Mac or PC: mac!!!&lt;br /&gt;79. PS2 or N64: PS2&lt;br /&gt;80. Mario Brothers or Zelda: ZELDA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Pen or Pencil: mechanical pen&lt;br /&gt;82. English or History: english!!!&lt;br /&gt;83. Math or Science: math&lt;br /&gt;84. Home Economics or Woodshop: home ec&lt;br /&gt;85. Backpack or Messenger Bag: messenger bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals.&lt;br /&gt;86. Cat or Dog: cat&lt;br /&gt;87. Fish or Hamster: ...niether&lt;br /&gt;88. Lions or Tigers: tigers&lt;br /&gt;89. Butterfly or Lady Bugs: butterfly&lt;br /&gt;90. Seals or Otters: otters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-5168943112052223819?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/5168943112052223819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=5168943112052223819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5168943112052223819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5168943112052223819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-post-notes-on-facebook-tttt.html' title='I can&apos;t post notes on Facebook TT^TT'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SBI7kt7G5QI/AAAAAAAAACE/EsKQd5VCuEQ/s72-c/eurenton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-2127298370762032574</id><published>2008-04-23T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:59:41.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quizz to ignore schoolwork &gt;.&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA-8PN7G5PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0gsBmMaKwsI/s1600-h/133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA-8PN7G5PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0gsBmMaKwsI/s320/133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192575865003107570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: stressed and sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Wait for Me - Rie Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'm procrastinating, or taking a break. Since I'm going to stay up late tonight. -.-;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's my birthday tomorrow, ad I really wish it wasn't. I don't want any attention, I just want to go out with britty, and get a cake. That's all. But somehow more people than I thought know about it. I must have mentioned it more than I wanted to =.=;; It will be so awkward when I get home and it is just me, my mum and Rob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And I lost my glasses, which is really bad because my eyes have gotten a lot worse and I've been wearing them a lot lately. It sucks TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Without further ado; the note thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;1. If you could say anything to the person who has hurt you most in life what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;i hate you. I HATE YOU. I FUCKING HATE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;...and i kind of miss the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When will your next kiss be? &lt;br /&gt;. . . in my dreams? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What song are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Save - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who does it remind you of?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, i've never listened to it well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;britty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What CD is in your stereo?&lt;br /&gt;a burned one in my shower stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Has a friendship ended recently that you wish hadn't?&lt;br /&gt;it ended but I'm glad it did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person you ditched class with?&lt;br /&gt;uh, miranda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Last girlfriend you hung out?&lt;br /&gt;britty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you most looking forward to?&lt;br /&gt;summer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are your nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;sam, samsam, sammi, sammo, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Describe your dream life:&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;a city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last time you spent the night at someone's house?&lt;br /&gt;no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What're your relations with the top 4 people in your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;they're my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP TEN THINGS ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you single? i'm married to lena . . .?&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you happy? not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you bored? no&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you Italian? nope&lt;br /&gt;22. Are you pregnant? NO&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you cool? temperaturewise, yes.&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you Irish? no&lt;br /&gt;25. Are your parents still married? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;26. Last phone call you made: to britty&lt;br /&gt;27. Last phone call you received: my mum&lt;br /&gt;28. Last person you hugged? no idea, prolly britty&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person you MSNed? no clue&lt;br /&gt;31. Last text message you received? one from telus&lt;br /&gt;33. Last person who slept in your bed other then you? no one&lt;br /&gt;34. Last person you laughed with? dunno. i don't think i laughed today, actually &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other:&lt;br /&gt;35. Name and middle name? samantha alane&lt;br /&gt;36. What holiday is your birthday closest to? earth day&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite fruit? apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does it bother you when someone says they'll call you and they dont?&lt;br /&gt;yep. cause i sit around anxiously waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. A random girl approaches you asking your name, you say...&lt;br /&gt;" . . . uh . . .sam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Is there something you want?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What do you say if someone tells you you're gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;no one has ever called me that. but i'd laugh at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What do you hate about your school?&lt;br /&gt;many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What are you doing besides this survey?&lt;br /&gt;ISU report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;no, only some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What is your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;procrastination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;I Was So Alone  - The Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Where would you want to go on a first date?&lt;br /&gt;the city, or a show. and i would love to eat on the CN Tower one day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When is the last time you were hugged?&lt;br /&gt;dunno, monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. When was the last time you laughed?&lt;br /&gt;no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Ever been kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?&lt;br /&gt;uh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Are you a racist?&lt;br /&gt;XD no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What's your favorite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;lena, i sang that for vocal! and it was. Now it is .... TV Family, by the Rocket Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Have you met any new people?&lt;br /&gt;uh, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Who is the last person who hurt your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;. . .dunno. josh, probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Have you ever been punched?&lt;br /&gt;maybe. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;shoulders, hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;sschool, p-mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What time do you usually go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;10-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Tomorrow is:&lt;br /&gt;thursday . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Bad thing about tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;birthday TT^TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Are you comfortable with your height?&lt;br /&gt;i actually wish i was shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you speak any other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Have you ever ridden in a limo?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Has anyone you were close to passed away?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. When is the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Have you ever thought that you were honestly going to die?&lt;br /&gt;yes. driving with richard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Last time you were on a plane?&lt;br /&gt;last summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you like anyone at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. If so, do you think they like you back?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What is your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What's something rebellious that you've done recently?&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. What's the best thing that's happened to you recently?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. When are you most happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;With friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh. and, I totally had the weirdest dream last night. But it's actually embarrassing, so I'm not saying anything &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Well, sort of embarrassing. But more or less really, really weird, especially for me to dream that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-2127298370762032574?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/2127298370762032574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=2127298370762032574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2127298370762032574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2127298370762032574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/quizz-to-ignore-schoolwork.html' title='quizz to ignore schoolwork &gt;.&gt;'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA-8PN7G5PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/0gsBmMaKwsI/s72-c/133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-822613987633396169</id><published>2008-04-22T19:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:53:39.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA536d7G5OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9nSVCuiiRXY/s1600-h/106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA536d7G5OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9nSVCuiiRXY/s320/106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192219266753422562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: OH YEAH - YUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I got off work early tonight, thank god. I have so much homework to do TT^TT I was even invited to go out for lunch with some friends tomorrow, but I'll have to stay behind and do work in the library, because i have a paper due on Friday and I lost my research. I think I accidently deleted it off of my memory stick =.=;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And, Kelly is more of Jill's friend, but I think she hates me now =.=;; Both Jurita and Britty said it's probably because I don't talk to Jill anymore, but that's so stupid. I mean, I smiled at her (Kelly) and she glared at me o.O I mean, it's not that big of a deal, cause I wasn't really friends with her, but I mean, come on. How childish is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;People are so immature &gt;.&gt; But on the other hand, I totally aced my trig test! I was the first one done, within like, twenty minutes, I think. Or less, I didn't pay much attention, but that teacher was so happy, and surprised XD She even looked over it and said they were all right. Well, the diagram and answers were XD I'm so glad I can do well this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I was supposed to go to Pacific mall tomorrow with Britty (she's home now! It's so nice that she's back, even though I need to focus on school still), but I have so much homework, so we rescheduled for Friday. It's a little sad because she was going to get my birthday present, but now it'll be a day late. Oh well, it's just a birthday, and she's making me supper XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, she found a recipe for rice balls, and she's going to make them a way we'll like them. I'll get her to send me the recipe tomorrow, so I can make them! I hope I like them, so I can bring them for lunch XD We've been in such an asian mood, and bought new clothes yesterday too XD They're cute~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also will probably have to stay with her for a week in May, while my parents go to Florida with my step-dad's parents. It will be fun, but I want to see if there is anyway I can stay at home alone. I'll be with her the whole weekend anyways. But I remember a few years back my mum saying there was a possibility I would be allowed to stay home alone once I turned seventeen. And I will be seventeen in two days, so yeah XD But I won't mind staying with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I can smell cake! I can't wait to have it~ &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Levenim MT'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;o(≧∀≦)o  nyappy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-822613987633396169?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/822613987633396169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=822613987633396169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/822613987633396169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/822613987633396169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/mood-tired-music-oh-yeah-yui-i-got-off.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SA536d7G5OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9nSVCuiiRXY/s72-c/106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-4974640326324154276</id><published>2008-04-18T15:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T15:39:56.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer is coming~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAj1juK-WII/AAAAAAAAABs/C3BlNJ6IBCs/s1600-h/icon46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAj1juK-WII/AAAAAAAAABs/C3BlNJ6IBCs/s320/icon46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190668564582783106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: sleepy, but pleased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: dareka no nagai ga kanaukoro - Utada Hikaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Today is so so nice out! It's 25 degrees Celsius, and everyone was so happy at school today. Since it's Friday, and so nice out nobody could really concentrate! I had to walk home though, and my shirt was backless, so I was wearing a sweater, and I was dying =.=;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So Britty and I decided to go and get some new summer clothes tomorrow. I'm not going to get too many, just a new pair of jeans and some shirts, because I want to lose more weight before I buy a new wardrobe, and I want my mum to buy most of my clothes, so I can save some money XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I was up until 2:30 am working on a project last night, and it turns out I pretty much wasted all of my time, because I didn't even use half of the information I wrote up. I wrote so much, and just ended up reading off of the paper I wrote &gt;.&gt; Ah well. It's over now, and I think I got a decent mark XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I also got my report card today! I guess I was pretty happy, but I only have a 78% in english, which is depressing because that is what I want to go to school for &gt;.&gt; However, one of the smart kids the teacher loves has the same mark, so sadly, I think that is a decent mark coming from our class &gt;.&gt; But I'll try harder to bring it up, I really need at least a low eighty in that class. I also have 75% in world history, but that's because I didn't hand in a paper &gt;.&gt; Hopefully I can bring that up too. On the bright side, I have 87% in math, 87% in hospitality, and 84% in vocal rep, which gives me an average of 82.2%! It's a start, especially since I'm trying to bring my average up from the seventies it's been sitting at for the last three years &gt;.&gt; I'll have to keep working hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Even if it's really tiring TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, that is pretty much my life, in a nutshell XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh, and we had a butter fight at work yesterday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It was entertaining~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-4974640326324154276?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/4974640326324154276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=4974640326324154276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/4974640326324154276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/4974640326324154276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/summer-is-coming.html' title='summer is coming~'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAj1juK-WII/AAAAAAAAABs/C3BlNJ6IBCs/s72-c/icon46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-7114262367675507968</id><published>2008-04-15T20:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:37:29.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAVHZOK-WHI/AAAAAAAAABk/-h6OIxhv-Q8/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAVHZOK-WHI/AAAAAAAAABk/-h6OIxhv-Q8/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189632644240791666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: a little stressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Anytime  - Koda Kumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Another post &gt;.&gt; I really should be doing some homework, since I have so much I need to get done in the next two weeks, but I really hadn't counted on Britty calling me, which in total loses me an hour of homework time now that I had to push my internet time back &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Ah well. I'll just stay up sort of late XD And least I have all of tomorrow to do some stuff, and Friday night TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;However, I am not looking forward to work on Sunday, since Josh took the shift I wanted (3-11) and left me all alone on 8-4 with dinkies &gt;.&gt; I don't want to be stuck with incompetent people TT^TT I'm worried about how the day will go without Josh around (he is really good, he's good at everything &gt;.&gt; we NEED him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Still, I got 90% on my scrapbook that I gave my life away for, so that was good. I also got 72% on a grammar test I was sure I failed, and 82% on another test that we got to use our notes for. I could have done better, if I had added a few things into my notes, but oh well. It's still good. And, I have an 87% in math. Honestly, I was kind of disappointed because I had a 95% a few weeks ago, but I guess I'm missing two things, and got my first eighty on a test XD. College level math is so easy XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Also, this Saturday, Britty's mum is picking me up in the morning and I am going with her to help Britty back up and move out of her dorm! I'm so excited to see where she has been living, and possibly meet all the people she's been talking about! XD Although the ride with her mum may be a little awkward XD But I'm used to her mum, so it should be okai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;She has been talking about the anime Code Geass a lot. At the moment, I'm (finally!) watching Eureka Seven, and almost done, so I'm a little obsessed with that right now, but she's going to show me the first five episodes on Saturday, when we get to her house. I remember seeing an article on the show a year or so ago, and I had wanted to watch it, but never bothered to look it up XD Apparently now it's really popular, so I'm going to throw myself into that next. I've been slacking on my anime and watching dramas instead &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I guess I should really do my homework now, it would be good if I got at least one of my three papers out of the way &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;NYAPPY!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Levenim MT'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;o(≧∀≦)o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-7114262367675507968?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/7114262367675507968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=7114262367675507968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7114262367675507968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7114262367675507968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/procrastination.html' title='procrastination ...'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/SAVHZOK-WHI/AAAAAAAAABk/-h6OIxhv-Q8/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6763749279693541078</id><published>2008-04-14T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:11:28.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>school school~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mood: kinda sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Music: Beautiful World - Utada Hikaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's sort of depressing to make a post and not have a picture to put up &gt;.&gt; I like the idea of having a visual representation of my mood XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Currently, I am at schol, in room 310, the computer lab. I should actually be getting information on my presentation for Hospitality, but the region of Ontario I have is SO stupid, and I don't know anything about the province &gt;.&gt; I only know about the city XD So, I have gathered as much as I felt I could, and I suppose I will just fake my way through the rpesentation, like normal XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I really hate these keyboards. As I mentioned to lenachan in a random email, the keys are all stuck, and it's dirty TT^TT I don't even want to think about all the germs on here &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ah well. So, this is kind of nice. I have a paper due on Thursday, which is the same day as my presentation, but I should be able to make headway on that. I also have a paper due on the 25, and another on the 28th. I'm hoping to get both of them done by Wednesday of next week, since the 24th of my birthday, and I am may be going out for supper, or at least just chilling with Britty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was kinda depressed about my birthday, at first. I don't mind getting older (yet), but I was kinda lonely, I wanted to be in Winnipeg. Cause if I was in Winnipeg, I'd spend it with Brenna and Lena, and that would be so fun~ But, oh well. I'm here, and will just have to make do with my lacking social life. Britty and I always have a good time anyways. And plus, I am going to Winnipeg in the summer, so I can see bren and lena then =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Also, Britty is going to take me to her cottage! XD I'm so excited, she said we could go seadooing, and I haven't done that in such a long time, since I moved from Winnipeg, which has been almost two years now. It's kind of crazy, two years already XD But, yeahs. I'm so excited to go to her cottage with her, she's always alone, and she said it's going to be the first time she's ever brought a friend with her XD We'll terroize some people, I'm sure, and have an anime filled lake week XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;And, we get report cards this week! I'm excited to see how I'm doing! I hope I'm getting all eighties, at least. I also get my scrapbook ISU mark tomorrow, which I'm really excited for XD I worked so hard on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;There's so much to say, even though I'm just talking to myself XD I should update more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nyappy!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(haha, the sub just made fun of me for having this open XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6763749279693541078?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6763749279693541078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6763749279693541078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6763749279693541078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6763749279693541078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/04/school-school.html' title='school school~~'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6316584959108443244</id><published>2008-03-23T16:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T17:00:04.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you look like the songs that i've heard my whole life coming true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R-bDLlonxzI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEZNiUKa0Q/s1600-h/whoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R-bDLlonxzI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEZNiUKa0Q/s320/whoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181043025184802610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: contentish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: So Much Love - The Rocket Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;My mum totally surprised me this morning and left a huge bag of chocolate for me on the island, before I went to work. I was pretty happy, I only expected like, a cream egg or something. However, work was totally horrible and busy (Why? It's Easter, stay inside!!) and I found out I have to work tomorrow too, because Josh needs to go to the city and visit his friend from B.C. So I took his shift. And kitty handed in her two weeks notice TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And I was SO looking forward to just chilling and starting my ISU. It's due in a week, and I haven't started it &gt;.&gt; Now I can't TT^TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;However, I ran into Richard, an he gave me a ride home, because he was running errands for work, and he wanted to waste time :) So that was good. And I've also discovered the Rocket Summer, which is SUCH a good band (one person only, I think?) The guy has the neatest voice, I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I REALLY don't want to work tomorrow, it's so depressing &gt;.&gt; Maybe they won't need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And now I have to suffer through family that isn't quite my family but I can't understand most of them. They're all German and or Italian, intensely. Well, the older people. The people my parents age are easier to talk to, but the kids kill me &gt;.&gt; I wish Jorden was here, he acts as a buffer and entertains the kids for me, so I don't have to suffer XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6316584959108443244?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6316584959108443244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6316584959108443244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6316584959108443244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6316584959108443244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-look-like-songs-that-ive-heard-my.html' title='you look like the songs that i&apos;ve heard my whole life coming true'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R-bDLlonxzI/AAAAAAAAABc/rmEZNiUKa0Q/s72-c/whoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-6425407300271135321</id><published>2008-03-15T12:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T12:51:30.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9v7iNvGIvI/AAAAAAAAABU/mLD4SAN_UTY/s1600-h/thhikakao.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9v7iNvGIvI/AAAAAAAAABU/mLD4SAN_UTY/s320/thhikakao.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178008761813836530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Saigo no Kajitsu - Maaya Sakamoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's a little disheartening to find out an old friend is definitely not doing well and that maybe they never considered you as a previous best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Life got so screwed up. I wish I had taken the time to keep in touch with other people, especially those I hadn't wanted to forget about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Moving on, I'm having a toaster strudel dilemma. I want them &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; badly, but I have to wait until we go to the store to get them. At least my mother is awake now, she sleeps more then I do &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;My parents are seriously thinking about going to Winnipeg in the summer. I hope we can go. It would be so SO nice to go (and I wouldn't have to pay for the plane ticket for once). I like going to Winnipeg, even if it's nothing compared to the bigger and better city of Toronto. It's still my home, I guess. And it's sunny more often there. Plus, I get to see friends and do stuff I normally can't do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Though, it has been sunny here all week. It's a nice change from the usual clouds. Spring will be here soon :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;...Along with my birthday. That kind of creeps me out, every time I remember, it's like a big slap to the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I wonder if Brenna will come online today, especially since I think I will just stay home today. I'm tired after working for six days. I will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; work so early in the morning again. 4:20 is not a nice time to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I wish Britty was home, it looks so nice out today. I want to go somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-6425407300271135321?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/6425407300271135321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=6425407300271135321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6425407300271135321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/6425407300271135321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/03/mood-something-music-saigo-no-kajitsu.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9v7iNvGIvI/AAAAAAAAABU/mLD4SAN_UTY/s72-c/thhikakao.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-1162594149994816968</id><published>2008-03-08T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:25:30.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9MB2NvGItI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrq9H4rVly8/s1600-h/xdtoma.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9MB2NvGItI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrq9H4rVly8/s320/xdtoma.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175482427690590930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood - restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music - Shizukana Yoru Ni - Rie Tanaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, March break officially started ...yesterday. And I kicked it off by playing video games, baking cookies, then staying over at a friends house, which was good. We took a very long time making supper, so we weren't forced to go swimming, and it was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;We also watched watched clips (and an actual episode) of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stormhawks. &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, it is such a good show, it makes me laugh. Plus, it has the English voice actors for Kira and Athrun from Gundam Seed as two of the main characters (Sam Vincent and Matt Hill). It's especially amusing because it's Kira and Athrun talking, but they sound &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy,&lt;/span&gt; which, Kira and Athrun rarely ever sound like. There's this one episode where Fin (Kira) screams like a girl, and all I can picture is Kira screaming, so it makes me laugh. (Kira is SO my favorite anime character of all time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;We also cut my hair! If Britty fails at animation (which she won't) then she should definitely become a hairdresser, because she did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such &lt;/span&gt;a good job. My mum was so impressed, and surprised when I told her it was Britty who did it. It's so short and layered now, it's cute~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's storming AGAIN here, which really bothers me, because by this time of year it's supposed to be warming up. But it's not. It's snowing intensely with extremely heavy winds that I can hear through the walls. Mugh, it's annoying. I want spring to hurry up and come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Eh. And now I'm bored, because we can't go anywhere, 'cause the highways are bad. Also, I start working all next week, 5:30 am to 1:30 pm. Apparently the shift goes by extremely quickly, 'cause you hit both rushes, but I'm kind of apprehensive about losing all of that sleep. I was looking forward to catching up on sleep, but not it's not going to happen &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh well. There's a four day weekend right after March break, so I have that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-1162594149994816968?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/1162594149994816968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=1162594149994816968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/1162594149994816968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/1162594149994816968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/03/mood-restless-music-shizukana-yoru-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R9MB2NvGItI/AAAAAAAAABE/qrq9H4rVly8/s72-c/xdtoma.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-2396448147166445163</id><published>2008-03-01T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:21:43.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8nHWA2EU1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KK-Z6g1cS0Q/s1600-h/daydream_ancafe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8nHWA2EU1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KK-Z6g1cS0Q/s320/daydream_ancafe.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172884828009550674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Escapism - An Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Ah, the weekend. Is a nice thing, besides having to work tomorrow at eight, but that will go by fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's also nice because spring break starts on Friday (it's a PA day, so we have no school). Sadly, I can't go to Winnipeg like I wanted to, but I'm working full time to make money for school. So, I have to work six days in a row, but I asked for morning shifts &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;In March, we don't have a single full week of school. This will be fun =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I bought an eleven dollar sweater yesterday, and I'm happy cause it's warm and nice, and cheap. I also bought a new eyebrow ring, although I kinda has some issues with that. It's a little disgusting to put in an eyebrow ring, because it's your EYEBROW. Anyways, I stabbed it a few times by accident, and it swelled up, so I couldn't put it in. I managed to get it in today though, and it looks okay. It's a black studded one. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Murr, what a random post. I guess the fact that I don't have too much to talk about means there isn't too much drama happening, besides my issue with that one person, but it's okay. I'm happy, I just need to figure out how to explain it to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Eh, oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's a clear day, those are my favorite kind &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-2396448147166445163?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/2396448147166445163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=2396448147166445163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2396448147166445163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2396448147166445163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/03/mood-bored-music-escapism-cafe-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8nHWA2EU1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KK-Z6g1cS0Q/s72-c/daydream_ancafe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-7174553972512266929</id><published>2008-02-24T17:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:57:58.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8HxtyvscaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9MBqDaACqcU/s1600-h/155.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8HxtyvscaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9MBqDaACqcU/s320/155.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170679616216265122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: cheerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: 1234 - Feist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, finally, after a week or two, my mood has finally lifted, and I feel normal again. Of course, I had to go through a whole bunch of drama but that's usual. Regardless of whatever was bothering me, it's now okay. And I feel sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So. My biggest thing now, is university. Sometimes, it feels like a year and a half is too long. But then, now that we're going through our courses for nest year, it seems a lot closer, because we have to be careful. We need to research where we're going, see what credits they need for what programs, and it's a little stressful, but a little exciting. Well, mostly exciting. I'm almost positive I don't need to take math, and can't, since I only took college level this year, which means I can't switch into a university one for next year (and obviously, universities only take uni level credits).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, since I'm more then likely not taking math, I am taking english, writers craft, studies in literature, canadian/international law, philosophy, history and vocal XD. And a spare. We can take two, but we've been advised to take seven or eight classes, because it's easier to drop a course then it is to add one. If you start to fail or something. So, vocal is like a spare anyways XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It makes me happy. I'm excited to take three English's :D I'm such a huge dork &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Speaking of dorks, I am still addicted to FF 12. And I still think it is an amazing game. Tedious, but oh so fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And, oddly enough, I just remembered that i need to go get a new eyebrow ring. Bar, thing. XD And I want to got to Buffalo (the city) and go shopping~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And so, that is my life, in a nutshell, excluding the drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-7174553972512266929?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/7174553972512266929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=7174553972512266929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7174553972512266929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7174553972512266929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/02/mood-cheerful-music-1234-feist-so.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R8HxtyvscaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9MBqDaACqcU/s72-c/155.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-5632783156735133241</id><published>2008-02-17T01:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:20:52.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>life. life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R7fPcSvscZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74dDx-pEigQ/s1600-h/gundam_030.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R7fPcSvscZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74dDx-pEigQ/s320/gundam_030.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167827182406103442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: Discontent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: The Promised Land - Nobuo Uematsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, this week has been drama-filled and mildly stressful. Drama concerning one person. I have a habit of getting myself into stupid situations with friends. Like, being too close, not paying attention to others, and then being mildly screwed over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Not to mention I've in general just been annoyed with this one person. I feel very, very stifled, which bothers me. There's no need for me to have to ask if I can go to the library to do homework, or ask if it's okay if I stay in the school and eat with other friends. There's no reason for me to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to go out to eat every day when I'd like to stay inside, and there is definitely no reason for me to feel guilty when I decide to stay in to do homework. This is not a relationship. I do not have any obligation to put this one friend before everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And yet, I still feel unnecessarily guilty. I was sure I'd freed myself from this situation when I moved &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;It's been a very tiring week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Other the other hand, I got 100% on my math test, for the first time in years. I don't know if I've ever gotten full marks! XD It even said 'top of the class' on it, and I was astonished, especially since I pretty much failed math last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Really, I think it's because i decided to go down a level, and I'm re-learning everything we did last year. But my teacher said what we're doing now is the hardest topic of the year, and I am having no issues so far. Maybe I'll get lucky and actually do well this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Hospitality on Friday was a disaster though. I nearly destroyed my cookies, and made the teacher think I'm stupid. I'm not, I can cook! I made amazing cookies last weekend &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I played video games yesterday to get my mind off of things, though. It worked. I also played all day today. From ten in the morning until six thirty at night. It was amazing, I haven't played for that long in a long time XD. Hopefully I'll get to on Monday, since it's 'Family Day' and we have no school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And so, that is my life, in a nutshell. Dull, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-5632783156735133241?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/5632783156735133241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=5632783156735133241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5632783156735133241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/5632783156735133241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-life.html' title='life. life.'/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R7fPcSvscZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/74dDx-pEigQ/s72-c/gundam_030.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-7972698167905211368</id><published>2008-02-09T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:57:37.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R63XEivscYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_AS88PHn9Zk/s1600-h/av7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R63XEivscYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_AS88PHn9Zk/s320/av7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165020820710125954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mood: calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Screaming Infidelities - Dashboard Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Second semester has started and already my life has just suddenly drained away. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I have, in order: English (university), Hospitality (workplace), Math (College) and World History, which I think is also a university prep course. My English course changed from last year though; apparently it was really slack, and the grade twelve teachers were complaining that their students didn't know anything, so they've made it harder. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it's supposed to be more like a first year university course now. Poetry is a big part though, which I guess is good, I like poetry. I've already chosen my poet and poem for my ISU. The Rose of Battle, W.B.Yeats. It's very pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And so, life has been busy and conflicted. I've had homework every night since Monday, which is more traumatizing then it sounds, because last semester I had one class that I actually did any work in, and had a spare to do the rare homework we got. So I barely had any. Although, the homework does give me a good reason to go to the library at lunch, despite my friends horror. But I love the library, it's warm, comfortable and quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;For the conflict, I guess that's mostly my fault. I have a tendency to get sick of people, I guess, and just push them away after a while. Maybe, I'm not sure. But regardless, since this time last year, I've been spending most of my time (at school, anyways) with one friend, and it just kind of gets to be enough? Especially since I've been feeling restless, and her opinions are clashing with mine. Actually, everything she does kind of clashes with what I do, and it's tiring. And I've realized that I'm falling back into my usual routine and giving myself to one person, and failing to spend time with anyone else. So I've been trying to spend more time with other friends, and maybe even hang out with them (the horror). We've only got a year and a half left, and it just doesn't seem like a lot of time anymore. As much as I want to get on with it and start my life, I want to be with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So yeah. Drama. And, I need to go find a new job. But that's nothing new, I say that almost every single day. Maybe I should get around to it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I've been on a Dashboard Confessional kick. I don't know why I didn't like them the first time I listened to some of their stuff, but I absolutely love them now. My friend's brother was playing some of their cd's, and I kind of just fell in love with them, and am now downloading all the torrents of their albums. I'm so behind in our music &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Anyways, hopefully today I can play some video games (more! I got to on our snow day) and buy healthy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I'd like healthy food. I need to be more healthy, or I'm going to die of malnutrition &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-7972698167905211368?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/7972698167905211368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=7972698167905211368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7972698167905211368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/7972698167905211368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/02/mood-calm-music-screaminginfidelities.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R63XEivscYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_AS88PHn9Zk/s72-c/av7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-3337334683308891236</id><published>2008-02-01T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:31:14.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6NF_9nxeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oeIjpW6aSIw/s1600-h/Alchemist5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6NF_9nxeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oeIjpW6aSIw/s320/Alchemist5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162046563072178322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mood: disgruntled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: LOVE SCREAM PARTY - SuG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I was supposed to go to the city today, by bus, and, you know, bring my friend to Chinatown, 'cause she doesn't get the opportunity to go to the city often, being in college and all, and living kinda far from the city. Unfortunately, it's not happening. Because it snowed early this morning, and still sorta is, and it's windy, etc. Not that we really care, 'cause it's Canada, and we're used to this weather, but her MOTHER. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Her mother apparently didn't want us to take the bus when it's snowing? Or they wouldn't run or something? I've seen the busses run when we had like, two feet of snow, and I couldn't get a ride to work from my own parents. Those busses like, ALWAYS keep going. Seriously. The thing is, I'd definitely be allowed to go, even in this weather. As long as I'm not alone, my parents could care less if I went to the city. But my friend, who is turning twenty this year, is rarely allowed to take the bus. And now can't take it because it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snowing. &lt;/span&gt;Like, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;So, yeah. Woe is me and all that. I even got paid yesterday, and I'm feeling relatively comfortable with spending some money now, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not going to get the chance to go to the city anytime soon. Because I have no one else to go with. Lena, Brenna, I demand that you both go to university here. Somewhere, anywhere in the GTA? XD 'Cause, honestly. At nearly twenty, you'd think she'd be allowed to make her own decisions? I'm three years younger and I have more freedom then she ever will &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But, what really bothers me, was that is was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; nice out yesterday. It was like -8 (without the windchill) and it was SO INCREDIBLY SUNNY. There were absolutely no clouds in the sky, and I've never seen it so clear. I don't think I've seen a clear sky like that since I moved from Winnipeg! XD If she hadn't have had class, and I didn't have to work, it would have been the perfect day to go to the city. It &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; the perfect day to go to the city. And now it's all ugly, and snowy again. And almost all of the snow had melted &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Hmm, maybe when she wakes up, I'll try and convince her to convince her mum to let her go. Or we'll have to go tomorrow, which probably won't happen &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;:sigh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-3337334683308891236?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/3337334683308891236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=3337334683308891236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3337334683308891236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/3337334683308891236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/02/mood-disgruntled-music-love-scream.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6NF_9nxeJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oeIjpW6aSIw/s72-c/Alchemist5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-2232439191994773119</id><published>2008-01-30T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:14:51.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FF12'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6EQY9nxeII/AAAAAAAAAAU/pKrpRNkHaz8/s1600-h/308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6EQY9nxeII/AAAAAAAAAAU/pKrpRNkHaz8/s320/308.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161424668987586690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood: Content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Music: LOCK ON the NEW Sekai - An Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I bought Gundam Seed Destiny volume 12 a few days ago, on Friday, I think, and I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; pumped to watch it ('cause I'm a huge loser and it's my most favorite anime of all time!) so, i came home form the theaters, got all like, set up and stuff, and put in GSD 12. And the disc didn't work. Then I remembered my friend telling me about how they were having issues burning the anime to the disc, and that I should wait a few weeks before I bought it, and we &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; forgot when we were at the store, so I bought a screwed up disc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;I was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; upset. I was really excited to finish it (even if I was dreading it at the same time). So, I went to the mall today, and returned it. The guy offered to give me another one and see if it worked, but I just took my money back, and decided to just buy it next time I go to the city. Which should be on Friday. Hopefully. But now that I think about it, it was kind of stupid, because if I get it in the city, and it doesn't work, it'll be so much harder to return it. It's easier to return it in town here XD Ah well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Regardless, I went to the mall with two of my friends, and it was pretty fun. it's freezing for once here, so we got a ride there, took the bus back, and got a ride back form a Tim Hortons nearby. It was honestly too cold to walk without a scarf and boots &gt;.&gt; It's about -20 with the windchill, and it never gets that cold here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;And last night, after work, I came back and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; finished the seventh chapter of one of my random stories. I swear, it's about thirty pages long. The last time I counted, it was twenty, and that was before I was done writing it. &gt;.&gt; Then I reread the first chapter, and decided I definitely needed to rewrite that. So, I guess I have lots of writing ahead of me, considering there's like, four other things I'd like to start/work on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;But, tonight, I'm set on playing Final Fantasy 12. I bought it around New Years, and only played it once &gt;.&gt; So, now I'm ready to play it. I thought since I only had one exam, I might get to do some intense video gaming, but no. No gaming. I've been working, writing, and just haven't been home. I was going to stay home and just play video games today, but my friend is going to montreal tomorrow, and I felt like I should see her before she leaves. So I did. Not that I regret it, i just don't think I'm ever going to get to my video games &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;:sigh: my life is so completely and utterly dull. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7135933992205636750-2232439191994773119?l=aoimitsuko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/feeds/2232439191994773119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7135933992205636750&amp;postID=2232439191994773119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2232439191994773119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7135933992205636750/posts/default/2232439191994773119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aoimitsuko.blogspot.com/2008/01/mood-content-music-lock-on-new-sekai.html' title=''/><author><name>kiracher*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10434108859256283189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R6EQY9nxeII/AAAAAAAAAAU/pKrpRNkHaz8/s72-c/308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135933992205636750.post-60983335933667575</id><published>2008-01-29T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:39:59.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livejournal'/><title type='text'>first post. er.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R59jt9nxeHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NKZBL0w5f1E/s1600-h/ayabiee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UHpBUg2s8kA/R59jt9nxeHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NKZBL0w5f1E/s320/ayabiee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160953339276523634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mood:lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Music: Signal - D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Location: bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, then this would be the first post of the blog I decided to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thank you brenbren, for helping me. I don't think I could have managed it on my own XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, I'm not quite sure about what I'm going to do with this thing yet, besides talk to myself, but I'm sure I'll figure it out. I'm so used to livejournal, but as Bren says, you can do so much more with this thing. Maybe. I haven't used livejournal in a while. The only thing is, on livejournal, you could join communities, and get publicity for writing pictures, music etc. I wonder if you can do that on here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Regardless, I'll use it for fun, to attempt to upload music on here (because I've noticed how hard it is to find anything on the internet, and I take all the time, so I thought I'd try and help). I wonder if you can upload music on here? XD Oh well, if not ...I tried. Maybe I'll use this for writing too, if I can figure it out. It might end up being easier to use than fictionpress? It takes so much work to upload all the documents and stuff on there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Mmm, bren makes this thing look so much more glamorous. I'll have to try and make use of this thing, and become knowledgeable in the ways of html, I suppose. Eh, I guess that's all for now. 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