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                <title>All-Nighter.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 20:51:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ In the middle of pulling one. Almost 11:00 pm.<br /><br />Hush. I'm new at this.<br /><br />Okay, so I filled out and sent my first scholarship. Stanford and Duke are next, if I can get my act together.<br /><br />Kind of nervous. Hard to admit it, but I am.<br /><br />Anyway... Yeah. After some plotting, failed attempts at being social, a discussion on just how dirty Shakespeare's plays were, pigs, a good idea at the time, and red eyeliner... I, uh, kinda sorta maybe had a crazy idea. Crazy by my standards, that is.<br /><br />If I decide to grow a pair and go through with it, I'll need a camera. One that doesn't break easily. It'll be difficult. Come to think of it, I may not survive.<br /><br />So, yeah. How's it going? Any rabid koalas running amok? Or however koalas transport themselves from point A to point B?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Blargyhargy!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 17:55:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Subtitle: I need a new catch phrase. Eh, one will pop up.<br /><br />So. Colleges. I'm applying right now to the Univeristy of the South, Duke University, Stanford Univeristy, Jacobs Univeristy (in Germany, yo!), and, if I'm feeling like being slapped down with a heavy "NO!", Harvard. The Univeristy of Tennessee is my last resort, should nothing else accept me.<br /><br />I know the disadvantages I have. Unemployed, no real social life outside of school and the two clubs I'm in, and absolutely no talents, a total loser (<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />). My fellow applicants? Scale-breaking grade point averages, wealthy parents, an upbeat life, most of them never stepping outside their comfortable lifestyles or really caring about people that aren't in their circle.<br /><br />I may be able to whoop them in the essay department, though. I have something that those rich kids could never even begin to comprehend. I'll bet my camera that they would've just dumped her at some nursing home, left her to die...<br /><br />Damn. Still stings.<br /><br />To lighten the mood, there's some.. School spirit week.. thing. Anyway, one of the days is (drumroll) Superhero Day.<br /><br />For once, I can't wait to see what that Alcatraz wannabe has in store.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Stolen</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 20:59:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, after months of contemplating it, painfully thinking over such a decision..<br />"Should I do it?"<br />"No, it'll be a mistake.. It's not worth it..."<br />"Do it. Think about it."<br />"People will be shocked."<br />"Oh, please. They won't care"<br /><br />So on and so forth.. I've done it.<br /><br />That's right. I've cut and layered my hair. The downside is that long hair made me look at least a year younger.<br /><br />Now, I look like I'm twelve years old.<br /><br />Son. Of. A. <i>Lamp</i>.<br /><br />Other than that, a vintage tobacco container, possible infection of the overblown N1H1 virus, a heartrending going-away party, some creme de menthe Altoids, and a sexy idiot in my English 4 class, nothing new to report.<br /><br />Anyway, this little... (What would you call this?) was stolen by a certain <a href="http://samjo989.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/samjo989.jpg" alt=":iconsamjo989:" title="samjo989"/></a> . Yeah, I'm that evil. Fear me. It's long, so beware.<br /><br />Ten<br />things I wish I could say to people:<br />1. Why did you do this to yourself?<br />2. I'm sorry.<br />3. Please stop hitting on me. You're nice, and we have a lot in common, but I just can't feel what you feel.<br />4. I care about you more than words can say.<br />5. You're not as awesome or unique as you think you are. Please shut the hell up about your Sharpie tattoos and haunted house, you little slut.<br />6. You're scared of the future but not of a drug you can easily overdose on? Wow, you're retarded.<br />7. I'll come back. I promise.<br />8. You're the reason why I think Hell exists. I refuse to believe that nothing will happen to you after you die. That would be too good.<br />9. Would it not be cool if we met in real life?<br />10. I will <i>never</i> forgive you.<br /><br />Nine<br />things about myself:<br />1. I like to think that there's some good in the world, even though I know I'm probably wrong.<br />2. I look younger than I actually am, or so I'm told.<br />3. I have far more faults than redeeming qualities.<br />4. I like writing, but I really, <i>really</i> suck at it.<br />5. I try to be nice.<br />6. I'll fear something, then grow accustomed to it, then see it as awesome. Example: Soldier ants.<br />7. I value animals more than I do most humans.<br />8. I need to read more books.<br />9. I hate Ayn Rand. (Kudos if you catch the reference.)<br /><br />Eight<br />ways to win my heart:<br />(Note: The prize is not worth the hunt. No, really. I'm crazy.)<br />1. What heart? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />2. Tell me when I'm upsetting you or hurting you.<br />3. Don't be afraid of a little adventure.<br />4. Be humble.<br />5. Think.<br />6. If someone's asking for help, help them.<br />7. Know your standards and stick to them.<br />8. Humor, humor, <i>humor</i>. (Bad puns are the best.)<br /><br />Seven<br />things that cross my mind a lot:<br />1. "How will we die?"<br />2. The emotional spectrum.<br />3. "Am I really going crazy?"<br />4. What to do in case of X situation.<br />5. "What's wrong with my chest?"<br />6. "Why are there fourteen year olds dealing in drugs?"<br />7. "HOLY CRAP I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA EVER."<br /><br />Six <br />things I do before I fall asleep:<br />1. Brush teeth.<br />2. Wash face.<br />3. Crawl into bed.<br />4. Lie down.<br />5. Close eyes.<br />6. Think.<br /><br />Five <br />places I want to go:<br />1. Siberia, or some other place with the Lights.<br />2. Russia.<br />3. Back to Germany.<br />4. The Moon.<br />5. Singapore.<br /><br />Four <br />things I'm wearing right now:<br />1. Shirt.<br />2. Jeans.<br />3. Glasses.<br />4. An extended middle finger. (My favorite accessory!)<br /><br />Three <br />bands I listen to often (at the moment):<br />1. The Tragically Hip<br />2. Voltaire<br />3. Duvet<br /><br />Two <br />things I want to do before I die:<br />1. Say "F**k you" to a crowd of 100,000+ people.<br />2. Jump from a really high altitude. (This will probably be the last thing I ever do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" />)<br /><br />One <br />confession:<br />1. I'm painfully shy. Wait, that's not a confession. Oh, well!<br /><br />I tag...<br /><br />You know what? Tag yourself, ya lazy bum! ><<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oh, look. A Giant Rock.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 18:45:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right. Figured you guys needed an update on the Craptastic Adventures of Internet Person #Who's-Really-Keeping-Track. I could be wrong (wouldn't doubt that), but why take the risk?<br /><br />O-kay! Sara had another seizure, first one in a month. I was wrong about the perscription pills she's been given; it's epilepsy. On the bright side, no one can accuse her of being addicted to anything.<br /><br />School starts back up in... Wow, 13 days. From June 9th to July 29th... It sorta seems like the summer break keeps getting shorter. Innocent change in the calendar, or attempt to use the building's lack of openable windows, locked doors, and chainlink fence to further oppress the inquisitve mind? I'm on to you, [Name Withhheld] High School! I'm on to you <i>and</i> your plans to revive Hitlersaurus, and I will stop you! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" /><br /><br />AP Exam results are in. A two out of a possible six. Oh, the shame. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br /><br />Writing is... At a standstill for the moment, but the funk shall leave. How? Pure force of will. Why? Because nothing can stand against a very determined midget. In an Ozzfest shirt. It has <i>Satan on a toilet seat</i>. Come on.<br /><br />To end this on a positive note, HOLY COW A GIANT ROCK! All glory to the giant rock!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Summer</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 19:59:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, school's finally ended. Just one more year, then it's off to college. Duke U is only a slight possibility. This place succeeded in destroying that dream, at least. Another shrunken head above the fireplace. They almost destroyed the University of the South, but they're holding on to me tight. I don't much mind that.<br /><br />Lowest grade was a 98 out of a possible 100. Next time, I'll try harder. Then again, with Trig and pre-Calculus back to back, plus Biomedical Technology, some Psychology (for relaxation), H. English 4, H. Chemistry 2, H. Government, Economics, and a retaking of the ACT and SAT.. I don't think I have much of a choice in trying harder. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> (Even then, this is kid's stuff compared to education in other countries... I feel like a lazy bum. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" />)<br /><br />But we did have a mini-phenomenon in German. It is called, "Etwas", and it means something. Half of the students got up to see what "Etwas" means. Go on. Find out: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://dict.tu-chemnitz.de/dings.cgi?lang=en;service=deen">[link]</a><br /><br />In other news, my sister had a seizure. The doctors are saying epilepsy, but we're not too sure. She's been fine, since, but she continues to take Xanax, the Devil in prescription form. I'm on to you, pharmaceutical companies. You and your... happy pills... Grr. She's also considering going to school. College isn't anywhere near as strict as <strike>the Ninth Circle of Hell</strike> Uh, I mean, the high school she was <strike>unfairly sentenced to for some unknown (yet heinous) crime</strike> attending. Let's hope it'll work out for her. She needs something to hold on to. Anything. As long as it doesn't turn to dust just as she grabs it.<br /><br />Took a small break to Georgia for three days. Yes, I have pictures. I'll see which ones are good enough to submit.<br /><br />Rethinking medical school (<i>again</i>). Sure, being a biomedical technologist/forensic pathologist (or even a general practitioner, to combat the ever-decreasing amount of doctors in the U.S.) is awesome, but education comes at a price. I guess wanting to help <strike>ungrateful</strike> people screws you over in every way. Or maybe I'm just trying to talk myself out of it. Or maybe my subconscious simply refuses to let a successful person come from this town, from that school. Who knows.<br /><br />The fireflies are out. They're pretty.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Funeral</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 20:49:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Her funeral was today. There was a pretty bad falling out before we went, but the staple (yours truly) made it a little better.<br /><br />The hospice nurses said the day before she died, "She won't last 24 hours." She lasted <i>25</i> hours. (Suck on that, hospice!)<br /><br />Rest in Peace, Jean. You deserve that much.<br /><br />Anyway! It's spring break, now. Not sure where I may go, if anywhere. May just spend it writing stuff. (Hm.. I really need to update something other than the Journal...)<br /><br />QUICK, ROBIN! TO THE WORDPAD! [Dunana dunana!]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Amber Sweet is Addicted to the Knife..</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 20:21:39 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Addicted to the knife?"<br />"Addicted to the knife!"<br /><br />Repo! is a rather amazing movie, if you happen to be able to stand almost mindless violence, sexualization around every other corner, and muscial numbers. Safe to say, I enjoyed the movie.<br /><br />So, the past couple of weeks have been evening out.<br /><br />Medical school's back on. If all else fails, nursing school will be a breeze.<br /><br />She's getting worse with each day. Shoutings at night, pulling at the pick line, bedsores, the works. Thank Freud for desensitization.<br /><br />The new play only needs to be performed. The audience would realize why the subtitle is, "Because it Sucks" had I not fallen ill. I feel better than I did Monday night, but I am shot in the kneecaps every once in a while by a sudden splitting headache.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://ewersalraune.wordpress.com/2008/11/28/chapter-1/">[link]</a><br />Behold! A rare English translation of an even rarer book! It's Chapter 1, true, but it's better than buying a century old book from Amazon for 400 US dollars.<br /><br />(What's this? The person behind the screen is... <i>not being completely negative</i>? Holy--!!)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yeah.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 17:35:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been stressed to the point of mental relapse since the beginning on January. My uncle's going to have nothing to do with me when he realizes I'm not top student in Honor US History <i>or</i> AP German 4. The top German student knows I've been number 1 for three years running, and likes to gloat about how he's beating me at my own game.<br /><br />I have to make at least a 3 on that exam to get college credit, or it's a wasted 86 dollars.<br /><br />College is getting expensive. More than it usual is, thanks to the tanked economy. Scholarships are getting stingy.<br /><br />I decided to drop my dreams of medical school. Farewell to forensic pathology and being something they can be proud of.<br /><br />My SAT scores weren't enough to get into Duke. Mom blames me for that because I only looked at Math sections of that tome of a practice book.<br /><br />Dearest Grandmother's cancer has gotten aggressive. She has five months, if that. So, I have to wait on her hand and foot.<br /><br />Most everything sends me into a screaming fit, and my chest begins to hurt.<br /><br />I haven't touched my camera in three weeks.<br /><br />I've pretty much lost my mind.<br /><br />Ain't life grand?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Holy crap, an update!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 20:05:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Figured you guys might have needed an update.<br />Right now, I'm at my uncle's house; have been since Tuesday, was at Bribri's from Saturday to Tuesday. It's pretty nice to get out of the house for fall break; I have around 100 photos taken. Don't know how many I'm going to put up. Maybe none.<br />Writing a little bit more, but right now it's just fragments of ideas that are strung together. Nothing is fully developed, but it would make for a short story, I suppose.<br />Grandma's holding up with the cancer. We're not sure how long she'll keep going, though. We could never tell how (now dead) relatives would do with malignent mutations of cells that go through mitosis just a little too quickly.<br />Searching for a job, and trying to get my driver's liscence. That's what's mainly giving my hair a premature greyish tint, right now.<br />And now for something fun! [fanfare]<br />---<br />If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.<br /><br />It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.<br /><br />When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your DA and see what your friends come up with.<br />---<br />Stolen by <a href="http://jazzcatnya.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/a/jazzcatnya.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjazzcatnya:" title="jazzcatnya"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Disturbing lack of a Muse</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:19:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I've been doing my best to keep my head straight, and it's not going so well. I don't know why, but after a good eight months, I'm feeling extremely down. It's rather annoying, really. Maybe it's stress, maybe it's Mother Dear being herself, maybe I miss someone. No idea.<br /><br />Back in school. The classes are easy, and I have an English teacher that encourages writing, imagine that.<br /><br />Not a bit of inspiration has come to me since that wreck of a short story. I think I should just stick with my original form of writing, if I even know what that is. Maybe I should get to writing on Phoenix Child, or on Genesis. Or maybe Penndoodle. That might help.<br /><br />Grandma seems to be doing alright, but I think the cancer's spread to her brain.<br /><br />I think Mother's getting on to me. I'm not sure if it's safe to even post anything on deviantArt, anymore.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Look over there! An original Journal title!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 19:58:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, dear. An update within three months. I must be ill..<br /><br />Anyway, I've vowed to update my Gallery with my actual drawings. No more MS Paint (unless I really want to), or artpad (unless MS Paint doesn't work out). I'll find a way to get them up with a general lack of scanner. Why? Well, I'll tell you. Maestro, if you please..<br /><br />*ahem* "MUUSSSEEE!! You've come back to meee!!!" [insert generic, sweepingly romantic music here. You know the kind.]<br /><br />So, Europe was nice. I'm in 57 different varieties of love with London, subways and all. Italy left something to be desired, namely, people who won't treat you like scum.<br /><br />Grandma might be dead before September. At the longest, she'll live to see Christmas. If we're hopeful.<br /><br />Getting into Hellboy (Thanks a lot, Sumomo! D&lt<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />, yet never actually watched it. Remind me to do that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So, I tried reading Twilight..</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 16:33:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .. And I can say it's the most horrid excuse for a vampire novel I've ever read. I honestly don't see the what the hype is all about; all of Meyer's stuff is pretty crappy. Almost as bad as Eragon, really.<br /><br />Anyway, my grandma has been diagnosed with small cell lung and liver cancer. I try not to think about that much, though. It's a little depressing.<br /><br />Off to Europe in... 8 days. Wow. Time flies.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Just ignore this one.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 19:10:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Previous journal was too long. So, for the sake of the very few who comment, this one will take its place.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 19:48:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That's right. Snow has blessed my Godless town. I'm glad. I need a  break from school. According to someone who I thought I could trust, I am "backstabber and a traitor". I don't care what <i>he</i> thinks, per say, but he went on and said that all my friends think the same.  And shock, shock! Suprise, suprise! They don't see me as a traitor!<br /><br />I know what he wants to do. He wants to get rid of any potential threat to whatever it is he's planning against us. If that is what he thinks, I am not afraid to confirm this. Whatever he is planning, I am not afraid to destroy it. <em> No one lies to me like that.</em><br /><br />Anyway, They Might Be Giants is awesome. I can't stop listening to them. Yay addiction!<br /><br />Rules<br />1) Choose one of your own characters. <br />2) Make them answer the following questions.<br />3) Then tag three people.<br />4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.<br /><br />Character Chosen:<br />Naha<br /><br />1) What gender are you:<br />Naha: Female<br /><br />2) What is your age?<br />Naha: I'm twenty-nine.<br /><br />3) Do you want a hug?<br />Naha: Only Icar can hug me.<br /><br />4) Do you have any bad habits?<br />Naha: Does killing people count?<br /><br />5) What is your favorite food?<br />Naha: Don't care.<br /><br />6) What is your favorite ice-cream flavor?<br />Naha: What's ice cream?<br /><br />7) Are you a virgin?<br />Naha: ...<br /><br />8) Have you killed anyone?<br />Naha: Yes.. -smirk-<br /><br />9) Do you hate anyone?<br />Naha: Of course.<br /><br />10) Do you have any secrets?<br />Naha: ... Icar..<br /><br />11) What is your favorite season?<br />Naha: Winter.<br /><br />12) Who is your best friend(s)?<br />Naha: Icar. Poor boy.<br /><br />13) What are your hobbies?<br />Naha: Reading, hunting, watching over Icar.<br /><br />14) What is your favorite drink?<br />Naha: Wine.<br /><br />15) When is your birthday?<br />Naha: Febuary 14th.<br /><br />16) What age did you die?<br />Naha: I'm.. not sure.<br /><br />17) Are you nice or mean?<br />Naha: Evil.<br /><br />18) What do you think of your creator?<br />Naha: She's weird.<br /><br />19) Whats your Weakness?<br />Naha: ...<br /><br />20) How long can you stay underwater?<br />Naha: Longer than most.<br /><br />21) What do you do on a regular day basis?<br />Naha: Sleep.<br /><br />22) Do you love someone?<br />Naha: ...<br /><br />23) Does that person love you back?<br />Naha: ...<br /><br />24) Do you like me?<br />Naha: No.<br /><br />25) Lawl.<br />Naha: Lawl yourself.<br /><br />26) WHAZZ UUUP?<br />Naha: Ceiling.<br /><br />27) Ok, back to the quiz. What do you consider fun in the day-time?<br />Naha: Nothing.<br /><br />28) At night?<br />Naha: Hunting.<br /><br />29) Do you like meatballs?<br />Naha: I don't eat meat.<br /><br />30) Do you like Chef Boyardee's Meatballs?<br />Naha: Need I repeat myself..?<br /><br />31) LOL YUR GAY.<br />Naha: I can prove otherwise.<br /><br />32) Douchesaywhat?<br />Naha: Huh?<br /><br />33) Say that you were trapped in a closet with your lover for 2 days straight. What do you do if you start to starve in ONLY A 2-DAY RADIUS?<br />Naha: Eat something.<br /><br />34) Wow, really?<br />Naha: Duhr.<br /><br />35) You are on a path to enlightment. You stop to get a soda. Does this make you stupid?<br />Naha: What is soda?<br /><br />I tag...<br />Anyone who wants to do this survey! I'm ebil. >:3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Oragami Rehab</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 08:53:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been making cranes. The total is 171. I wish to make 1,000 before the year ends, but I wouldn't mind if I was a little overdue.<br />
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I'm feeling better. I'll be online more, but don't be surpised if I'm gone for a few days.<br />
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Signing off.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Phew..</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 16:36:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, here I am. New account, favorite drawing submitted (Thank you, Bribri.), and loving my new username.<br />
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I know I'm submitting a lot, but I figured it's about time I did.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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