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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:16:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ve been thinking...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;As May 2nd draws nearer, I can&apos;t help but wonder about a few things.&amp;nbsp; Did hide know he was going to die that day?&amp;nbsp; Not like a planned suicide or anything, but like, maybe it /was/ his time to go?&amp;nbsp; Also, if it wasn&apos;t his time, could he have been stopped?&amp;nbsp; From what I&apos;ve read, he lived with his girlfriend and his brother and when he came home, he was drunk and went upstairs to bed.&amp;nbsp; I mean, there were two sober people in the house and no one thought to keep a close watch on him.&amp;nbsp; But, if it /was/ his time, maybe his brother and girlfriend knew it, and there was nothing they could do to stop him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I&apos;m rambling on like a crazy person, but I&apos;ve had this on my mind for a long time.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m also not feeling well, which accounts for the rambling.&amp;nbsp; I just really needed to get this off of my mind, and it was really hard to put into words.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 23:48:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Beach day!</title>
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  <description>So, it&apos;s prom night tonight, and my friend and I decided not to go.&amp;nbsp; So, we decided to spend the afternoon at the beach.&amp;nbsp; After we baked on the beach for about 2 hours, we walked the store and restaraunt strip.&amp;nbsp; The beach community here is small, so there wasn&apos;t much to do, but we ended up buying drinks and coffin-shaped butane lighters at the gas station xDD.&amp;nbsp; Before we headed to the beach, I made a run into Spencer&apos;s to get the incense burner I need/want for my May 2nd plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got friggen burnt x.x&amp;nbsp; My back, legs, and this one spot under my bikini top.&amp;nbsp; So I&apos;m like, in pain T___T&amp;nbsp; And what&apos;s funny is that I greased up really well and spent the same amount of time on both my back and stomach.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 00:31:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Back in Time</title>
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&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d travel back into the 1770&apos;s, just so I could mess with the founding fathers and screw up America&apos;s history xD&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 15:28:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>One Thing Leads to Another</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;((For a fanfic contest))&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;The night was young, and a thunderstorm tore through the area.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Set in one the multi-million dollar neighborhoods that dotted the city of &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Encino&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:state w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;California&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, stood a house; a house bigger than life itself.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In that house, was a room.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The room held several shelves of books, knickknacks, and other assorted furniture.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Against the wall was a giant flatscreen TV.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On this flatscreen TV was an old Stephen King movie.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In front of the TV was a couch, and on this couch lay our two lovers, one against the other.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yoshiki lay with his back pressed up against the back of the couch, shirt askew, in dark blue pajama pants.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His head rested on a square pillow that lay on the arm rest.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kael, laying with her back pressed against Yoshiki’s bare chest, also wore her pajamas, which consisted of a black cami and green terrycloth shorts.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In one hand was a carton of Ben and Jerry’s cookie dough ice cream, and in the other was a spoon.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The ice cream had been sitting out in room temperature for some time, so it was beginning to melt.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She scooped up a spoonful and offered it to Yoshiki.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He moved to receive the bit of ice cream that was offered to him, but before his mouth came in contact with it, a droplet of it escaped the spoon and landed on his bare chest.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Crap…” he mumbled.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A sly smile crossed Kael’s face.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She placed the spoon and the ice cream container on a napkin she had sitting on the end table.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She sat up and looked Yoshiki in the eye.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He knew what she was about to do, and the thought made him grin.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kael leaned down and with a slow swipe of her cat-like tongue, she sensually licked up the droplet on Yoshiki’s chest.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Eyes closed, he sighed with pleasure.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kael smiled seductively.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“S’cuse me a second,” she crooned.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She made her way downstairs to the kitchen, and then returned upstairs with a can of whipped cream in her hand.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yoshiki smiled and cut the TV off with the remote that sat by Kael’s ice cream.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The sound of rain beating heavily against the windows could now be heard clearly.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On a table by one of the windows sat a table devoted to nothing but candles.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yoshiki decided to turn this dirty fantasy into something somewhat classy.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He arose from the couch and lit the candles with a lighter that sat on top of one of them.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kael, still standing in the doorway, watched as the candles were lit and the lights were cut off.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To her, there was nothing more beautiful than Yoshiki’s bronze skin and golden hair glowing in the candlelight.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He looked like some sort of god.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He draped himself across the couch again and waited for his girl to join him.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Forgetting all about her dirty fantasy, she placed the can on the table by the TV, and made her way to the couch.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yoshiki rose to a sitting position and made room for Kael.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She took a seat at the other end of the small couch.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With the candlelight backlighting her hair, to Yoshiki she was more beautiful than any goddess.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Their eyes made contact.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kael draped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and pressed her lips to his.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He closed his eyes as well, and allowed his lips to open, inviting Kael’s tongue into his mouth.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Before they knew it, they were both horizontal on the couch entwined in a passionate kiss that neither of them wanted to end.&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Outside, the winds tore through the trees, thunder rumbled, and the rain poured…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 19:26:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Such a Chore</title>
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&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;I&apos;d have to say vacuuming.&amp;nbsp; I have a small house, so it&apos;s not much to vacuum, but my mom is just so persnickety about it.&amp;nbsp; She goes behind me and checks to make sure I got under/around everything and in the corners.&amp;nbsp; I guess I would like vacuuming more if she didn&apos;t do that.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 19:14:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m glad I made it out of school alive.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Today in 4th block, like towards the beginning, the principal comes over the intercom and tells us that the entire school is on lockdown.&amp;nbsp; So, the entire class crowds in a corner away from the door, the teacher shuts off the lights, closes the blinds, and we wait to see what&apos;s going on.&amp;nbsp; Naturally, we all thought it was a drill, until the teacher checked his e-mail.&amp;nbsp; Apparently there was supposedly a bomb somewhere in the school.&amp;nbsp; And..that&apos;s when I started to freak the fuck out.&amp;nbsp; I kept thinking to myself, &quot;Ohgawd, we&apos;re gonna end up like Columbine and VT.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m not gonna get to graduate, I&apos;m not gonna go to college, I&apos;m gonna die!&quot;&amp;nbsp; And the classroom is on the second floor, so if a bomb did go off, we were screwed.&amp;nbsp; So, after about 45 minutes, the initial fear started to wear off and I started to get bored.&amp;nbsp; So, I started to doze off, then I heard the teacher on the phone, and after he got off he told us that apparently someone had bought a gun to school with them and they were checking bags and stuff.&amp;nbsp; Towards the end of the class, the lockdown ended and we left.&amp;nbsp; Gawd, I hope something like that doesn&apos;t happen again ;__; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 23:42:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s almost time~</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Soyeah, I got my graduation invites, cap, gown, and tassel today.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say I never thought this day would come.&amp;nbsp; I mean, it feels like I&apos;ve been in school forever!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve been to my cousins&apos; graduations, my brother&apos;s graduation, my friends&apos; graduation, but I never thought I&apos;d be preparing for my own.&amp;nbsp; And I thought getting my class ring last year was exciting. xDD Gawd, I feel so old now.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 15:48:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Saturday Night</title>
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&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed high schools about two years ago.&amp;nbsp; While I was at my old school, I had barely any friends and had no one to go out with on the weekends, so I spent the weekend by myself.&amp;nbsp; Now that I&apos;m at a different school, I have scores of friends, and we&apos;re always doing something on the weekends, whether it be clubbing, shooting pool, or hanging out at the mall arcade.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 03:32:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: The Perfect Crime</title>
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&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Oh wow, let&apos;s see...&lt;br /&gt;Well, back in middle school whenever I would get bad grades, my parents would take my laptop out of my room.&amp;nbsp; Well, I knew where they put it when they took it (under the living room sofa), so I would take it back to my room and hide it under my pillow.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;d use it, and when I heard my parents coming down the hall (I keep my door closed), I&apos;d close my laptop and shove it under my pillow.&amp;nbsp; They never figured it out xDD&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 03:23:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wikipedia band!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;WIKIPEDIA BAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Wikipedia home page and click &apos;random article&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;That is your band&apos;s name.&lt;br /&gt;Click random article again; that is your album name.&lt;br /&gt;Click random article 15 more times; those are the tracks on your album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band name: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Alabama State Defense Force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Port Byron Central School District&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ballinglass Incident&lt;br /&gt;2. Baidyanath &lt;br /&gt;3. Roman Catholic Diocese of Tzaneen&lt;br /&gt;4. Kolossi&lt;br /&gt;5. Boise Towne Square Mall&lt;br /&gt;6. Angelfish charity&lt;br /&gt;7. Gueishan Island&lt;br /&gt;8. Beautiful Midnight (Dave Matthews FTW!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Wellington People F.C.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sixteenth dynasty of Egypt&lt;br /&gt;11. Deng Mao&lt;br /&gt;12. Jasper County, Indiana&lt;br /&gt;13. Wild Weasel&lt;br /&gt;14. The Wild Angels&lt;br /&gt;15.Hedonic treadmill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I did this, everything I got sounded death metal band-like.&amp;nbsp; Now that I do it a second time, everything sounds emo band-ish xDDD&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>&apos;In Motion [voiceless version]&apos; - hide</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 02:22:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Spring Cleaning</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 00:23:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Long time, no update.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#800080&quot;&gt;Yeah, I&apos;ve been somewhat busy with school, friends, schoolwork, etc.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here&apos;s an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break was last week.&amp;nbsp; I spent Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday with my friends Allie, Kari and Kake.&amp;nbsp; Sunday we had an Easter picnic in the park and made utter fools of ourselves on the swings xDD&amp;nbsp; Monday, I spent the day with Allie and Kari at the mall and spent the night at Allie&apos;s helping her clean out her room.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday, I got up with Allie and went with her to school.&amp;nbsp; Kari and I hung out in the student lounge waiting for her class to get out, then we invaded the arcade for like an hour.&amp;nbsp; Afterwards, we went back to Allie&apos;s and bleached each other&apos;s hair.&amp;nbsp; Before I headed home, I headed over to the PetSmart where Allie works and bought myself a red/blue/pink male betta fish I named &apos;Yokan&apos;.&amp;nbsp; I have yet to get a tank for him xD&amp;nbsp; The rest of my break I spent cleaning and rearranging things in my room, hanging more posters *poster whore*, etc.&amp;nbsp; After hearing what happened to Yoshiki Friday night, I was somewhat ill Friday and Saturday, and from what I&apos;ve read, he&apos;s fine so YAY~!&amp;nbsp; School started back on Monday, and thankfully I have Friday off.&amp;nbsp; One extra day to write an English paper that&apos;s due this Monday! xD&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 15:48:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pool. Easy to play, but a tad sugestive</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;Just like the title says //.^&amp;nbsp; A group of friends and I decided that, instead of going to a concert last night, that we&apos;d invade the pool hall instead.&amp;nbsp; Okay, so I&apos;ve never really played pool before, but it&apos;s not hard to learn once you get the hang of it.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and about it being suggestive... you play with wooden sticks and balls!&amp;nbsp; It doesn&apos;t get any more suggestive than that!&amp;nbsp; The whole time, my friends and I were making joked about the stocks, balls, holes, etc. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that was done, we all invaded my friend Kake&apos;s house and played Call of Duty 4 for hide knows how long.&amp;nbsp; One of our friends and I crashed at Kake&apos;s house for the night.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m up, Kake had to be at the school for some chorus thing, and our friend (a guy //.^) is still asleep on the sofa in the den.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m so tempted just to go in there and pounce on him to wake him up xD&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 20:15:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Okay, I just don&apos;t get it.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;Okay, so in my drama class, we combined with one of the other drama classes and are working on a musical.&amp;nbsp; The musical takes place in the hippie-era 60&apos;s, and the teacher is under the impression that it takes place in the poodle-skirt, diner, All-American 60&apos;s (the early 60&apos;s).&amp;nbsp; Because there&apos;s a band in the musical, I put my name down for one of the band members.&amp;nbsp; Ever since I put my name down, I&apos;ve been doing some hardcore searching for 60s protest songs and such that we could use in place of one of the songs in the musical.&amp;nbsp; The music that came with it sucks balls, so we&apos;re replacing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the parts were announced today, and I didn&apos;t even get the part I put my name down for!&amp;nbsp; Basically, the teachers assigned the other class all the good/main parts, and left the rest for our class.&amp;nbsp; I know I really shouldn&apos;t be complaining, but I&apos;ve been doing plays and such since I was 13, and I ALWAYS get the minor, insignificant, stupid parts.&amp;nbsp; And the character I got only shows up once in the whole play, so I&apos;m not even on stage until then, meaning I don&apos;t get to do any of the musical numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, the drama teachers SUCK at coreography!&amp;nbsp; For our opening number, they have us doing this one step OVER AND OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m thinking of just quitting this musical all together.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I don&apos;t really need that class for anything, so I can afford to fail it.&amp;nbsp; The hard part is going to be confronting my drama teacher and telling her that I don&apos;t want to be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I&apos;m probably making a big deal out of nothing, but I&apos;m just sick of it!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m sick of ALWAYS being stuck with the small shitty parts, I&apos;m sick of teachers playing favorites, and the fact that the teachers are confusing the early 60s with the late 60s just pisses me off to no end.&amp;nbsp; I mean, no one said &apos;;groovy&apos;, &apos;far out&apos;, or &apos;peace man&apos; in the early 60s.&amp;nbsp; Also, HIPPIES DIDN&apos;T EXIST IN THE EARLY 60S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I&apos;m done now.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 23:59:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Why Valentines Day sucks...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;No, it&apos;s not because I don&apos;t have a boyfriend (hell, I&apos;m fucking glad I don&apos;t have one x.x), it&apos;s because it&apos;s just a pointless holiday all together!&amp;nbsp; It was created by the card companies so that they could sell more shit.&amp;nbsp; I mean, why set aside one day of the year to show those closest to you that you really care?&amp;nbsp; Showing someone you care isn&apos;t all about buying them roses or a giant teddy bear, it&apos;s really the little things that you do for them that mean the most.&amp;nbsp; I mean, as my mom&apos;s V-day gift, I took the time to make dinner for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since my friends and I really don&apos;t have any plans for today, I&apos;ve occupied myself with X-Japan live vids, hide PVs, silly hide fanvids, pretty much everything and anything X-related.&amp;nbsp; Later, I might pop in a Depp flick and swoon over him. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Jrock Valentines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9px; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;Yoshiki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9px; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;Dai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9px; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;Kyo &lt;br /&gt;Kaoru &lt;br /&gt;Atsushi &lt;br /&gt;Heath &lt;br /&gt;Pata &lt;br /&gt;Toshi &lt;br /&gt;Mana &lt;br /&gt;Klaha &lt;br /&gt;Mao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>valentines day sucks</category>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 00:46:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well, here I am.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot; color=&quot;#333399&quot;&gt;After losing the password to my old account (kaitsurinu_) and not having been here in years, I have returned!&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s great to see how much LJ has improved since I was here last. //.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I decided to come back after a great threat of me being flamed on DA for ranting and such in my journal.&amp;nbsp; Now, my DA journal will be reserved for oneshot fanfics that I don&apos;t want to post as a Deviation.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I&apos;m as tired as fuck right now, so half of what I type probably won&apos;t make any sense. //.^&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyeah. Hi.&amp;nbsp; Normally, I go by &apos;Kael&apos;, but on here, I go by &apos;Lemonz&apos;.&amp;nbsp; And if there&apos;s anyone else out there who goes by the name of &apos;Lemonz&apos;, suck it up, dear.&amp;nbsp; Though I may appear as a very rude/sarcastic person, but I&apos;m rather nice once you get to know me.&amp;nbsp; If you get on my bad side or give me a reason to get mad, I probably won&apos;t talk to you anymore, depending on what it is that you did to make me mad.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I don&apos;t forgive easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My music tastes range from classic rock, metal, and hard rock, to upbeat techno and dance.&amp;nbsp; Most of all, I lovelovelove Jrock/Jpop!&amp;nbsp; hide (X-Japan) and Kami (Malice Mizer) are my gods.&amp;nbsp; May their souls rest in peace as they entertain the angels. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the paranormal.&amp;nbsp; Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy Asian things, and because of this, I&apos;ve been called Wasian, Wapanese, Wapo, etc.&amp;nbsp; Note: Just because you like Asian things doesn&apos;t make you Wapo!&amp;nbsp; A wapo is someone who is unhealthyly obsessed with all things Asian and constantly wishes he/she was Asian.&amp;nbsp; Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I detest stupid people.&amp;nbsp; I have no tolerance for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDR is crack for my feet.&amp;nbsp; I play on Standard and Heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much came back here to join and post in the Jrock/Jrock humor communities, so there&apos;s no telling when and how often this journal will be updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing: I&apos;m sure everyone is wondering why I didn&apos;t chose the lemon emotes xD&amp;nbsp; The foxies were so much cuter //.^&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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