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                <title>In Progress</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 18:59:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have a bad heart.  But that's a story for another day.<br /><br />Things are going...<br />There have been ups and downs so severe in the past month that it feels as though I am stuck on the most terrifying roller coaster ever created.<br />Not to worry, though.<br /><br />The ups are winning.<br /><br />I haven't been writing enough.  At least, nothing of substance and nothing I could post on dA.  But that will change.  Not only am I in a fiction writing class, but I have realized that I need to rededicate myself to the things that were once very important to me.  Like writing & reading.<br /><br />I have friends and family and friends that act like family and so much love to appreciate.  I really do love my life.<br /><br />And I've gone 4 months now as a vegetarian.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>The Motions Philosophy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 21:24:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ La la la la...<br /><br />...Life is too short to waste being stressed.<br /><br />So take it in stride (I'm serious, go for a walk).<br />Go through the motions.<br /><br /><br />And laugh as often as possible.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Fuck!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 11:47:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I find it cynically laughable that when one major aspect of your life takes a turn for the worse, so do many others.  When I am able to take a step back from the monstrosity that my life has presently become, it is quite ironic.  Call me a pessimist if you will; it wouldn't be a false inference. <br /><br />Having yet to emerge from the cloud of feminist rage that I have been emanating over the past several days, I have found contentment within it.  Yes, being constantly pissed off has actually allowed me some happiness.  Who knew a change in my usual perky attitude to an overall "fuck you" persona could enhance so many dreary afternoons?<br /><br />Poetry sucks.  Fuck poetry.  I hate writing it; I only write poetry when the mood strikes me.  Being told how and when to write it is becoming a bleeding thorn in my side.  Despite my fast-fading enthusiasm for my mandatory poetry class, I will continue to post the pathetic outcomes of our weekly homework assignments with wavering hope that someone, somewhere will comment on it so that I may improve.  Don't worry people, I won't get my hopes up about that one.  I won't get my hopes up about anything anymore.  <br /><br />Another tidbit of irony: whenever my head hangs and my eyes gaze hopelessly at the ground, I catch a glimpse of the one glimmer of delight left in my current livelihood: new kickass boots.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Diamonds and Coal</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2009 12:57:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Back at school and finally in a real dorm room.  I've only been here for a little over a week, but it feels as though it's been so much longer.  It feels like it's been months since I've seen him.  But lately we've been dancing on a volcano.  And now we find ourselves asking the question, "Is it really worth fighting for?"<br /><br />It's nice to finally live closer to the friends I've made throughout the fall semester, but then again, I still don't see them that often.  Mostly I think that's my fault.<br /><br />The funny thing about college is that you have no privacy, yet you spend so much time alone.<br /><br />As for my art, you'll notice I've added a new poem, and I also have a new scrap, for anyone who is interested.  Replacing my narrative techniques class is poetic techniques, so you'll be noticing a lot more poems in the future.  Poetry is fun sometimes, but it's not really my thing.  I already know I want to pursue fiction.  I guess it's a good thing to be educated in both, though.  After all, Shakespeare implemented both poetry and prose in his plays.  <br /><br />Sorry for the monotone in this entry.  The perkiness I usually try to keep up with every day is withering.  Would it be too pathetic if I said that I just really wanted a hug? <br /><br />Let's just call it what it is.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Winter</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 11:23:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Look!  All the deviations in the box on my page are works of literature.  This is a fact that will only lessen my popularity on the site, considering no one wants to read.  Oh well!  I am proud of myself.  If there's one thing I don't do enough as a writer... it's write.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." />  My narrative techniques class has picked up a little and we have begun writing more.  It's quite a refreshing experience.<br /><br />Welcome to December!  Though it's not technically winter, I like to pretend that it is once the first of December rolls around.  Winter is my favorite season.  I enjoy the snow, mostly (my birthday totally has nothing to do with it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> ).  Winter is an inspiration.  Hopefully I shall be writing better, even over the break when there are no classes to force me into it.  Winter is also, to me, the most romantic season.  And you know how much of a hopeless romantic I am.<br />In other news, I am in love! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Sleepless Beauty</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 12:02:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's a song from Gravitation.<br /><br />Also, I have become a bit of an insomniac.  I can't fall asleep at night and when I do, I can't stay asleep.  Not one night has gone by during my time at college that I have not woken up at some hour of the early morning.  I think it usually happens somewhere between 4 and 6 AM, provided that I have already gone to bed during that time.  Accompanying my sleeplessness, I have been the victim of frequent late-night headaches as well and my supply of Excedrin grows thin.  Luckily, I haven't been able to remember most of my dreams when I wake from them.  I have a nasty habit of <b>always</b> having bad dreams, no matter how happy I may be whilst conscious.  So there is indeed a bright side.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong, I am having a great time up here.  I have agreeable roommates, a handful of close friends (mostly otaku), and plenty of things to do to keep me occupied.  I'm feeling a little homesick this week, but I'm sure it'll get better soon.  For some reason, I especially miss my high school art teacher.  He was sort of like a father to me, since mine sucks.  Anyway, I am hoping to have more work to post; mostly writing, since I am not in any visual arts classes this semester. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" />  All we've done in my writing class so far, though, is speak.  I <b>hate</b> public speaking. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /> Hopefully that will change soon. <br /><br />In unrelated news: I saw the filmed final performance of RENT in theaters yesterday.  It was <i>amazing</i> and I cried so much. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":cry:" title="Crying" />  I cry every time I watch the movie, but it was even more moving this time knowing that this was the end of it.  You could see it affecting the actors.  There was much more emotion in their faces and voices.  Many of them cried as well.  I want to talk about it with someone and I have to wait a few days before seeing my sister.  Anyone else see it?  Post your opinions!! <br /><br />This has been a long journal entry.  I needed somewhere to vent a little, since I can't bring myself to talk to any of my friends.  I can't help but feeling like I'd just be bothering them.  So thank you, to those who take the time to read this.  Don't lose faith in me, I'll keep writing/drawing my whole life. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Happy Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 20:14:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No new artwork in too long a time, if you ask me!  All of my artwork came home with me, since high school is now over.  Just haven't photographed and posted it yet, but I'm getting there.  Also, I've been slacking greatly in the drawing department.  Can't really remember the last time I opened that sketchbook of mine.  There's a new photograph up, though.  I'm a little proud of it. My ultimate goal is really to finish the development of my Mikari+Blank story.  I've been working on it for several years now.  Who knows, maybe it'll actually have a title soon? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /><br /><br />As for the rest of my life, I'd say things are going very good lately.  College is much less frightening now that I've been through orientation.  Already made friends!  I am mostly dedicating my summer to the friends I will not see again for a long time and so far we've had a lot of fun together.  In short, I'd say everything is pretty good and I am happier now than I have been in a long time. There has just been something different lately, I guess. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Class of 2008</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 21:19:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My high school graduation is tomorrow at 2 in the afternoon.  I have a huge mixture of emotions.  I'm excited to be graduating, but I'm also afraid of leaving high school, I'm sad to leave my friends, and I'm mad that boys <b>still</b> suck.    I'll hopefully be writing a lot more this summer since I'm going to be a Creative Writing major in college this fall.  I'd also like to acquire a job, but that doesn't matter to all my adoring fans out there.  I got all my artwork back from school, so when I get around to photographing it, I'll post it up here.  Some of it is better than what I've already posted.  Some of it is not.  There's a new poem up.  I guess you could call it a part two to this journal entry since it's about how I felt tonight and how I've been feeling since April 23rd.<br /><br />My prom was this past Thursday evening.  It was truckloads of fun and my dress was gigantic. It was blue to match my hair. <br /><br />It won't let me change my "mood" thing, but I guess I still feel neglected by one person anyway. <br /><br />I've been having trouble sleeping lately...<br /><br />The funny thing is that I saw this coming from the very beginning.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Help</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 20:19:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Sometimes, a thing as simple as asking for help when you really need it can be so hard to do.  <br /><br /><br />I'm just so afraid of being let down.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Betrayed.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 14:40:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's not much I feel the need to say.  I would like to simply request that you read my featured deviation "Masquerade."<br /><br />It just became a true story.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>A Cry for Decompression</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 18:44:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ During the hardships of my junior year of high school, many of my senior friends and teachers put the idea in my head that things would get easier upon entering twelfth grade.  When at last that time had come, I soon realized that they were very wrong.  Sure at first it was mostly the college ordeal.  Where are you going?  Have you applied yet?  What do you plan on doing with the rest of your life?  Strenuous stuff, but eventually we all get past it.  I thought that perhaps it was at that point that my senior year would finally loosen up.  It didn't.  I now have more work and stress than I ever have before in high school and the ironic part is that I am taking less classes.  Sure, two of them are A.P., but that's not a lot compared to the crazies who are in five A.P. classes this year.  I'm falling behind in every class and becoming more and more hopeless as I do so.  Every time I miss an assignment, I just feel like more of a failure and less motivated to keep trying.  I know I should just try harder to make things better, but coupled with relationship problems as well as problems at home, it's tough.  I guess the reason I'm spilling it on Deviant is because I feel that I have almost no one to talk to.  Just getting it out helps, even if no one really reads my journal entries.  Overall, I have become depressed and every time I start to feel better, it just winds up coming back.  Mostly, I tend to be a closed book.  My friends all think there's nothing wrong. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br />On another, less unfortunate but still a little upsetting note... FINAL FANTASY VII CRISIS CORE CAME OUT!!!  Buuuut!  I don't have a PSP or money to buy one or money to buy the game.  I want to play it more than I want to live. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" />  I kid, I kid.  But seriously, I really want to play it.  It's killing me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dead.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":dead:" title="Dead (RIP)" /> <br /><br />There is a light at the end of this journal!  I am working on a few pieces in my art class and I have even come up with a new idea for a story/novel eventually.  I'll fill you in on that later.  A piece I'm doing mostly at home I am so far very proud of.  I have titled it "Candy - My Anti Drug."  I promise to post it once it's done.  Oh, and thanks to those of you who liked my latest poem.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Big Blue Folder</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 10:05:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As some of you might have noticed (I speak as though people read this), there are several new additions to my gallery.  As I mentioned in my previous journal entry, most of my artwork was in school.  Well, I brought my big blue folder home and photographed most of the work that was in it for your viewing pleasure.  There are a few more along the way.  Maybe now I will get people to recognize me.  Most of my work is literature, and generally people hate to read.  Speaking of which, there is a poem on the way.  Look out for it.  <br /><br />JOE AND ELISE FOREVER. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />Sorry...<br /><br />Tata!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Valentine</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 21:01:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy Valentine's Day everyone!  And what a happy one it was.  I gave out Surf's Up Valentine's to my peeps at school today because apparently they don't make Happy Feet ones. :grr:  I wish I had a Valentine's day related picture or story to post, but my school work has kept me from such leisures.  I actually have more art work than I post on Deviant.  Most of it is in school and when it does come home, I usually just don't get around to photographing and the posting it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." />  I'll work on that.<br /><br />I have the best boyfriend ever!  He's such a sweetheart.  It POURED yesterday.  So we left campus for our lunch period like always and there was this huge, HUGE puddle and I didn't want to walk through it 'cause I was already soaked and my socks were ruined and Joe CARRIED ME.  Yes, he carried me through the puddle and sacrificed his sneakers for me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  I think I will draw that now and post it later. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" />  He got me a gorgeous sapphire bracelet for the holiday today.  Oh, I am so undeserving!  Gotta post a picture of that, too... <br /><br />I love you, Joe!  Can't wait to cook for us on Saturday. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  Happy Valentine's day all! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Easily Amused</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2007 18:08:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My family had all gone away and left me alone in the house for a cluster of hours this afternoon.  I watched the television for awhile, my A.P. Psychology textbook weighing a tedious imprint into the legs of my jeans, and a commercial for the network came up.  It was an advertisement for their showing of the film, The Day After Tomorrow, an awful movie about weather gone awry.  It is Monday and the showing of said film will be on Wednesday: the day after tomorrow.<br />
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I had myself a good, yet pathetically lonesome, giggle-fit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Senior Year</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 17:54:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today marks the second day of my last year at high school.  It seems like it all went by so fast, but it was definitely the most fun I've had at a school.  By far.  College is going to be tough to figure out.  My dream of going to NYU is pretty much done for, but I'm sure I'll find another place for continuing my education.<br />
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Presently, I have writer's block.  Not that that's different from any of the other times I have sat down with a pen in hand and a sheet of college-ruled paper in front of me.  Ha, college again.  I can never think of things to write and when I do, I'm picky about words.  Memorizing the thesaurus is next on my to-do list.<br />
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If any of you follow <a href="http://joe-of-lame.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/o/joe-of-lame.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjoe-of-lame:" title="joe-of-lame"/></a>, then you'll know from his most recent journal entry (Sept. 4th) that we are back together for a third time.  Hopefully three's the charm.  He is a very, very sweet boy and a much better artist than I am.  Aren't we so cute together?  I am immensely happy.  Hey, we even have art class together. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  A.P. art means lots of upcoming work to post!!<br />
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Did I mention that I was chosen as Art Club president?  What an exciting year this will be.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Boys</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 22:02:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ BOYS SUCK.  I am sick of boys being stupid and hurtful, even when I'm not dating them.  Sometimes, I wish I was a lesbian.  I'd date Amy Lee... or Angelina Jolie, she's hot.  But alas, I am straight.  The only thing keeping me so anymore is probably the fact that I want children of my own one day.  Blaaah, I hate boys and boys hate me.  <br />
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I lost a friend yesterday (July 17th).  He was a BOY.  Not a man, a boy.  My sadness turned to anger, went back to sadness, and is now lingering somewhere in between... back to the arts:<br />
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I've been posting a lot of old stuff that I only just received the means to get it onto the computer with.  Still not a scanner; I used my digital camera.  Some of it is coming out yellowish because of that.  I have no choice but to work on my artwork over the summer.  I am taking A.P. next year.  Maybe this time someone will notice me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Sunday?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 23:40:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It was my birthday this past Pearl Harbor day, but that's irrelevant.<br />
I'm seventeen.<br />
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I have an iPod now... for my birthday.  IT'S BLUE.  A beautiful blue.  Still irrelevant.<br />
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I suck at poetry, but my Creative Writing class is doing nothing but poetry for the rest of the semester.  I really miss the prose.  So, I took a stab at the whole poet thing and belt out a 28 line poem entitled "Nicholas."  It's over there in my "Recent Deviations" thing... read it, I need the critiquing.  Presently, I am attempting to write another short story.  Trying to keep it down to a page and a half 'cause I'm reading it to the class on Tuesday.<br />
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Look out for that story.  It'll be here.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Haha, Very Punny</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 23:59:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't been here in awhile, but hey.  Isn't that what I always do?  Writing another journal to myself since, y'know, I'm the only one who reads it.  I just submitted a new short story.  The title is a pun.  A pun!  I love them.  Literary jokes just crack me up.  Even more than I already am.  Hahaha.  <br />
  Things are going pretty well.  We had an anonymous fax warning our school that it was threatened by a gang that was going to strike on November first.  Naturally, almost no one showed up to school that day.  Even my math teacher was absent.  The whole thing turned out to be another hoax, but I guess it was better that some people didn't take the chance.  Most of my friends wound up coming to school.  In a way that kind of frightened me.  Maybe I was the only one who took it seriously.  Just a little bit.<br />
  My creative writing class is sort of forcing me to write more often.  I usually don't have time to write because of all the schoolwork I get, but now that my writing is schoolwork, it all works out.  Unfortunately, I'm already a nobody on Deviant and most people only notice visual artwork.  So, I'm only making myself into more of a nobody.  I'll be posting more visual art as soon as I finish something I deem worthy of making public.  My brother's scanner is only a few rooms away.<br />
  In short, I'm updating again.  I'll try to keep things more current while my computer is still working.  Hopefully during this time someone will actually read one of my stories.  Knock on wood.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Achoo!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 20:39:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sneeze.gif" width="25" height="16" alt=":sneeze:" title="Ah... ahh.. ACHOO!" /> Coughsneezechoke.  I've had a terrible fever for the past few days.  It's just terrible.  In other news, I haven't been drawing much lately; it sucks.  Maybe my dream of being a writer/artist will only workout halfway.  Eh.  I haven't been writing too much either, but at least I've been reading.  I started working on the first chapter of the book I mentioned in some of my prose deviations.  READ THEM.  Onegai?  OHyeah.  I've had this really good friend for over two years, but we've never met face-to-face.  We talk on the phone a lot and tell each other just about -everything- and FINALLY a couple of weeks ago my mom took me to his part of the country and we got together!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" />   My mom had to be there on business, I sort of tagged along to visit him.  He's even more amazing in person than on the phone.  That was the weekend before A-kon... which I missed.  I haven't missed an A-kon in three years, but this year we simply could not find the means of reaching Texas.  Going to see my good buddy Johnny makes up for it, though.  Even though less people probably visit my page, I would suggest checking his stuff out <a href="http://johnnyynnhoj.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="johnnyynnhoj" /></a>.  He's a far better artist than I am.  Like, *far* better.  Well, I'm finally done with school and after I clean my room, I'm going to force myself to get back into the world of writing and drawing.  Not that anyone but the occasional visit of my sib <a href="http://kurokiba.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/u/kurokiba.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kurokiba" /></a> care.  Eh heh... that's it for my meaningless journal update, catch you all later.          <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bow.gif" width="21" height="16" alt=":bow:" title="Thank you! Thank you!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>All I Want to do is Dance!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2006 16:37:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WELL!  I had my good buddy Chelsea's sweet sixteen this past Friday and man it was CRAZY.  There were about seventy or so people there and all I did was dance, dance, dance. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" />   My friend Heather and I didn't even eat anything, we were so busy dancing.  Most of the people there forgot that the party was for Chelsea because we had a semi-famous guest join us.  If any of you watch Fuse, then you may know their heavy metal VJ, Juliya.  Chelsea's aunt is her manager, so Juliya joined us for the party.  It was pretty cool.  She didn't dance until closer to the end.  I made my boyfriend, Nick<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> dance with her.  She was calling him over and he didn't go... so I pushed him.  Oh, how silly it was.  I didn't dance with her, but I danced with almost everyone else.  My friend Joe (for any of you who have looked at my previous work, Joe was a member of The Bus Trio) is really into ska, so he was skanking like a madman.  That's one move I haven't quite mastered yet, but I still attempted it!  In heels... and a dress.  Do you know how hard it is to do the -entire- Cotton-Eye Joe song in heels?  Pretty hard.  Oh well... I love to dance.  I don't know how or anything, I just kind of make stuff up, but it's fun.  I don't care if I look stupid, I love doing it.  There was a magnificant quote of the week delivered by the lovely Nick.  He came up from behind my friend Sean and I and said something along the lines of, "There was a table!  A table!  And do you know what was on the table?  A tablecloth.  In the bathroom!"  It was hilarious at the time, I suppose it was just one of those things where you had to be there.  Other good news from dear Chelsea's party: one of my very, very good friends Matt was there. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" />  I almost never get to see him because we go to different schools and he's busy quite often.  Chelsea and he are friends 'cause I introduced them, although I think they forgot that that's how they met... but anyway, he was there and it was nice.  Although he kind of hung around my friend Mollie most of the time, we still had a chance to say hello and all the like.  Hopefully we can get together again soon.  Wow!  This is turning out to be the longest deviant journal entry I have ever posted.  I had some good news to get out there... even though no one reads these...  Oh well.  Maybe someday I'll get a scanner or someone will read my stories and I'll become better known.  Then my adoring fans can read these and other older journals.  Haha, yes... that'll be the day.  Moving on, I s'pose that's about it.  Dancing is great, don't be shy.  Who cares what you look like?  Just have fun! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  That's something to be remembered throughout life.  HAVE FUN! because if you died tomorrow, I'm sure you'd have regretted not enjoying life.  Well, see ya 'round peeps and always brush after every meal.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brushteeth.gif" width="27" height="19" alt=":brushteeth:" title="4 out of 5 dentists recommend brushing your teeth!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Not Tired</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2006 23:09:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, it's like... 2 in the morning.  And I'm not tired.  I just posted four new things, three of which are written work 'cause you know... I DON'T HAVE A SCANNER.  So, I sort of wrote a lot today instead of doing homework (again) and had problems with the boyfriend (I can't cheer people up. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> ) so I decided I'd screw myself over for tomorrow and not sleep.  I drank a highly caffienated energy drink at around 12.  So yeah, I'm screwed.  I don't want to sleep though, I can't always trust what my dreams will be about.  I've been feeling kinda down every night, and so in an attempt to cheer myself up... I posted my recently written stories.  Not that anyone will read them.  Except maybe <a href="http://kurokiba.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/u/kurokiba.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="kurokiba" /></a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  ANYWAY.  Just thought I'd share with you (although no one's readin' it) my inner stupidity.  Always remember to brush after meals and to eat, drink, and be merry!  For tomorrow you may die.  Oyasumi minna. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yawn.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":yawn:" title="Yawn" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Same Old...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Apr 2006 10:45:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I STILL NEED A F#$%*^& SCANNER....  I came back again after like, forever to show off my sibling's (Kurokiba) awesome art to my friends and decided I'd look at the few pieces I have here.  They suck.  A lot.  They could be considered good for like, a kid, but I'm already a sophmore!  I have actually improved since the last time I posted stuff.  As soon as I find the ways of getting it onto the computer here, I'll post it, kay?  Kay... Thanks to anyone who's going to read this.  Oh yeah, and The Bus Trio broke up ages ago.  The skunk decided to get new friends.  <br />
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kaybye. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Who am I?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 19:53:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm Spider-Man!  No, not really... I just had to do that.  WELL.  Sorry I like... died for a few months.  My computer attempted suicide, you see.  Not much good artwork has happened since then anyway.  If I do come up with something nice and my brother lets me use his scanner.... um, it'll be posted here.  <br />
   Oh yes, and my ID thing is incorrect.  I'm fifteen.  Since December.  So I'm actually over fifteen and a half.  Yeah, so just WAIT UP for my new works of crap to flow into my little space here on deviant.  'Til then, ciao folks. ]]></description>
                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Ph.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2004 17:20:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so bad at thinking of subjects....  anywhoover, I hate school.  So do you,  DON'T YOU!?!?  Mhm, 'at's what I  thought. So uh... hm.  You probably all  think I'm stupid for writing this with  nothing to say, BUT.... I needed them  peeps out there to know my life is  UPDATED.  'Cause I have good friends. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />   I have to say hi.... JOHNNY.  Hi  Johnny. ^-^  u iz lyk, my gewd frend.   C'mon peeps, you gotta admit -- Johnny  is a cute name. :B   MKAYTHENBYE.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />   .....I'm such a moron. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /> <br />
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GO CHECK JOHNNY OUT OR... OR BE MEAN. >(<br />
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                <author>~Mikari-Aoineko</author>
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                <title>Pathetic??</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Oct 2004 20:07:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For those of you who read my last  journal thingy... yeah, that guy left  me today.  I hate things right now.   Like life, yes life.... he'll probably  never talk to me again, because he  probably doesn't care.  I still care  though, I'm totally heartbroken.  It's  all the same crap with my first  boyfriend.  They didn't love me as much  as I did them, maybe not ever.  They  both left me for things I would have  worked to fix because I freakin' LOVED  them.  I still love him.  One-sided...  for how long, I wonder?  Probably  longer than I thought. v__v;  I guess  I'm a better person than I thought.   Love is partly about doing everything  for that person, everything.  When I  say I love someone I mean that I will  do everything I can.  I MEAN IT.  They  don't.  I hate guys.  Most of them.  No  offense... but out of the two I've went  out with and a few others I've met...  they're all the same when it comes to  being in a relationship.  Friggin'  cowards.  Once again, sorry to you guys  who are okay. :/  I didn't mean  anything towards you... I'm just  pissed...... and heart-broken... again.   </3<br />
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UPDATE:<br />
myfriend'sscreenname: Tomorrow is  National "I Love You" day. If you got  this then you are loved. Send this to  10 people in the next 143 minutes, and  tomorrow will be the best day ever.  Hurry!!!<br />
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That is so ironically painful that they  sent that to me today... today of all  horrible, heart-stabbing days....  ::sighs sadly::  Shoot me now. ]]></description>
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                <title>Pathetic</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2004 17:24:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm pathetic.  .-.   Tell me something:  is it normal to REALLY REALLY miss  someone who you are in love with and  want to talk to them sooo badly, when  they miss you too (so they say) but  don't mind not talking to you?  Or am I  just a hopeless, dependant, pathetic  freak?  I'm quite perplexed... and no  one is going to read this, besides  like... my brother.  v__v;  I -am-  pathetic, whether the above is normal  or not.  Meh... I'm going to go sit in  a corner and scribble things on paper,  words or drawings... not sure which  yet.  Someone come find and hug me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Scannerless</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2004 14:09:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dude, I need some pictures... 'cause  I'm all like... yay on deviant.... but  I can't do anything with no scanner.   Actually, yes... yes I could.  You see,  I can draw: (:  on the computer with  the mouse in the "paint" program.   Ohyes... you are all jealous of my  supreme talent. >D  Ohohohoho!  Errm...  yes.  Well... my brother is super  cool... LOVE HIM NOW. >(  He is  :Kurokiba: as some of you may know, and  the next time he comes back to visit us  here at home I can give him some of my  slightly less crappy hand-drawn stuff  to scan. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  No, I'm not using  him............ okay yes, yes I am.   But if he does not lend me the  wonderful power of his scanner... how  can all of you see my bad artwork that  I am trying to improve so it is as good  as his? ;-;  ...No one's going to read  this. xD  No one knows who I am 'cause  I'm new and have NOTHING. yet.   Ohohoho!  I'll tell my bro to read  this... then at least one person will,  and I can be a happy camper.   MKAYBYENOW. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
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