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                <title>The Morbidity of My Superfluousness</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 11:46:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How's that for a title? Yes, I was pleased with it too ^ ^<br />Well, it seems that I'm back! (almost) I have three more exams to go, which are for the most part exams I missed whilst out of school last year. The majority of my exams to date have gone what I suppose could be called alright, though I wouldn't go so far as to say "well" because of my fear that I will be proved wrong. The physics paper I did today was frustrating in its apparent simplicity AFTER I had handed in my paper and walked out of the exam. Despite this however, the biggest feeling I'm experiencing is anticipation; the prom is on Friday. Someone remarked to me earlier this week how it's strange how much emotional significance is placed on single events like the prom and the last day of school  -I had that a couple of weeks ago, and it was a bit...meh, if of importance, because I will always look back fondly at some of the times I've had from year 7 till year 11 - but I cannot help but romanticize the idea of prom. My mum keeps reminding me that it is only a day like most others, but still...I shall have a fun time at least, because Julia-Wulia-Woo (embraceimperfections) is coming round to get ready at my house, go to prom with me (I have three, yes three, of the best dates ever in the forms of Julia, Alex (uchihatsukiko) and my friend Ash) come back to my house with other friend or friends to get changed for the after prom party and then taking me home with her after the after prom! <br />But I must also say that I am so so sorry for falling so behind with comments, replies, deviations and the like in the last month or so. I just pop in, fave things, submit some new pieces, and leave again. Such will be the routine for the next week at least, whilst I still have exams, and then I will make some sort of attempt to sort it all out.<br />Also also, I saw this on another deviant's gallery (hidden113, who favourited "The Tracks of Our Summers") and even though I was untagged, had to do it, because I have half an hour to waste. So:<br /><br />Numero Uno) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line 4: "Using his double slit apparatus, Young was able to determine the wavelength of light" from "Quantum Theory Cannot Hurt You" by Marcus Chown.  <br /><br />2) Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?<br />Signed school shirt from the last day of year 11<br /><br />3) What is the last thing you watched on tv?<br />The Apprentice Final; for those who don't know 'The Apprentice' it consists of a group people behaving as horribly as possible to get a six figure salary earning job with Sir Alan Sugar, a British business tycoon. It makes for very amusing watching.<br /><br />4) Without looking, guess what time it is: 6:40<br /><br />5) What is the time? 6:39<br /><br />6) With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Itoshii Hito, by Miyavi - I love this song<br /><br />7) When did you last step outside? What were you doing?<br />About 20 minutes ago, in the pouring rain with an umbrella, to attempt to send a text message, as there was no phone signal in my house.<br /><br />8) Before starting this survey, what did you look at? "Blanket Girls" by mothfather on deviantart.<br /><br />9) What are you wearing?<br />Damned school uniform; a black skirt with blue pinstripes;  a massive (only because I stretch it when nervous) navy blue jumper with the yellow school logo (a lion in a ring of 12 stars); a white blouse and black tights.<br /><br />10) Did you dream last night? <br />Yes, though I remain unsure of the plot - I believe it to be something about a scenario including people I don't even know, merely imagined.<br /><br />11) When did you last laugh?<br />If it was chuckle; about 2 hours ago when I was helping set up the Wii for my brother's German exchange and her friend to play mario kart. The friend of our exchange, Nora, was trying to drive the kart with limited success, but we discovered this to be because the wii remote was being held upside down XD<br />If it was crying laughter; when I watched Mark Watson on "Michael McIntyre's Comedy Roadshow" last Saturday. I couldn't breathe for a very long time X3<br /><br />12) What are on the walls in the room you're in? <br />Mustard colored wallpaper with white flowers and silver leaves.<br /><br />13) Seen anything weird lately?<br />YES! <br /><br />14) What do you think of this quiz?<br />Tis totally inane, but amusing<br /><br />15) What is the last film you saw?<br />Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence<br /><br />16) If you became a multi millionaire, what would you buy?<br />I would pay off my parent's mortgage, buy my friends presents, tickets to 'Stomp', tickets to a Miyavi concert, to an Akeboshi concert, plane tickets to New York and a two bed hotel room, lots of shoes, and most of Topshop. <br /><br />17) Tell me something about you most people wouldn't know. <br />No chance.<br /><br />18) If you could change any one thing in the world, regardl... ]]></description>
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                <title>The Morbidity of My Superfluousness</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 11:45:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How's that for a title? Yes, I was pleased with it too ^ ^<br />Well, it seems that I'm back! (almost) I have three more exams to go, which are for the most part exams I missed whilst out of school last year. The majority of my exams to date have gone what I suppose could be called alright, though I wouldn't go so far as to say "well" because of my fear that I will be proved wrong. The physics paper I did today was frustrating in its apparent simplicity AFTER I had handed in my paper and walked out of the exam. Despite this however, the biggest feeling I'm experiencing is anticipation; the prom is on Friday. Someone remarked to me earlier this week how it's strange how much emotional significance is placed on single events like the prom and the last day of school  -I had that a couple of weeks ago, and it was a bit...meh, if of importance, because I will always look back fondly at some of the times I've had from year 7 till year 11 - but I cannot help but romanticize the idea of prom. My mum keeps reminding me that it is only a day unlike most others, but still...I shall have a fun time at least, because Julia-Wulia-Woo (embraceimperfections) is coming round to get ready at my house, go to prom with me (I have three, yes three, of the best dates ever in the forms of Julia, Alex (uchihatsukiko) and my friend Ash) come back to my house with other friend or friends to get changed for the after prom party and then taking me home with her after the after prom! <br />But I must also say that I am so so sorry for falling so behind with comments, replies, deviations and the like in the last month or so. I just pop in, fave things, submit some new pieces, and leave again. Such will be the routine for the next week at least, whilst I still have exams, and then I will make some sort of attempt to sort it all out.<br />Also also, I saw this on another deviant's gallery (hidden113, who favourited "The Tracks of Our Summers") and even though I was untagged, had to do it, because I have half an hour to waste. So:<br /><br />Numero Uno) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line 4: "Using his double slit apparatus, Young was able to determine the wavelength of light" from "Quantum Theory Cannot Hurt You" by Marcus Chown.  <br /><br />2) Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?<br />Signed school shirt from the last day of year 11<br /><br />3) What is the last thing you watched on tv?<br />The Apprentice Final; for those who don't know 'The Apprentice' it consists of a group people behaving as horribly as possible to get a six figure salary earning job with Sir Alan Sugar, a British business tycoon. It makes for very amusing watching.<br /><br />4) Without looking, guess what time it is: 6:40<br /><br />5) What is the time? 6:39<br /><br />6) With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Itoshii Hito, by Miyavi - I love this song<br /><br />7) When did you last step outside? What were you doing?<br />About 20 minutes ago, in the pouring rain with an umbrella, to attempt to send a text message, as there was no phone signal in my house.<br /><br />8) Before starting this survey, what did you look at? "Blanket Girls" by mothfather on deviantart.<br /><br />9) What are you wearing?<br />Damned school uniform; a black skirt with blue pinstripes;  a massive (only because I stretch it when nervous) navy blue jumper with the yellow school logo (a lion in a ring of 12 stars); a white blouse and black tights.<br /><br />10) Did you dream last night? <br />Yes, though I remain unsure of the plot - I believe it to be something about a scenario including people I don't even know, merely imagined.<br /><br />11) When did you last laugh?<br />If it was chuckle; about 2 hours ago when I was helping set up the Wii for my brother's German exchange and her friend to play mario kart. The friend of our exchange, Nora, was trying to drive the kart with limited success, but we discovered this to be because the wii remote was being held upside down XD<br />If it was crying laughter; when I watched Mark Watson on "Michael McIntyre's Comedy Roadshow" last Saturday. I couldn't breathe for a very long time X3<br /><br />12) What are on the walls in the room you're in? <br />Mustard colored wallpaper with white flowers and silver leaves.<br /><br />13) Seen anything weird lately?<br />YES! <br /><br />14) What do you think of this quiz?<br />Tis totally inane, but amusing<br /><br />15) What is the last film you saw?<br />Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence<br /><br />16) If you became a multi millionaire, what would you buy?<br />I would pay off my parent's mortgage, buy my friends presents, tickets to 'Stomp', tickets to a Miyavi concert, to an Akeboshi concert, plane tickets to New York and a two bed hotel room, lots of shoes, and most of Topshop. <br /><br />17) Tell me something about you most people wouldn't know. <br />No chance.<br /><br />18) If you could change any one thing in the world, regar... ]]></description>
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                <title>The Spock That Was Hot</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 11:40:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I don't know if it's totally evident from the title, but I have recently been to see the new Star Trek film...<br />It rocked my enterprise printed socks! Or rather, it  would have done, if I had any. My taste in science fiction seems to both surprise and appall people, and though I am no trekkie, I like Star Trek (along with Star Wars, Doctor Who, Primeval, Ghost in the Shell, Signs and most other sci fi films I can get my hands on). But I have a particular affinity for Star Trek because there is a good range of different and dare I say, interesting characters. And also because nothing too emotionally scarring happens - please take my tendency to burst into tears in the very public cinema into account; Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith had me in floods for a good quarter of an hour. <br />Myself and too very dear friends went to see it together on Saturday (and me once more today with my family, I liked it so much). These two very dear friends were my beloved and inspirational Julia (aka embraceimperfections) and the shame faced Brad (aka bardley), ashamed to be sitting in the same row as two adolescent girls quoting from Star Treks opening sequence - "Space, the final frontier!" - and salivating over the new Commander Spock. Which brings me to the title; at the known risk of sounding extremely nerdy, the new Spock was definitely drool worthy. Julia said, "Any girl who has ever fancied their science teacher will love Spock". Now, I have never loved any of my science teachers, but I am proud to be the nerdy girl who goes for the rational minded, sincere Mr. Spock over Captain Kirk. I could ramble on forever, but it's not often I actually find someone physically attractive, so for the last time: The new spock is really hot! And if there is anyone out there (besides Julia of course) who has ever liked a science teacher, I urge you to go see the film! <br />It had everything - large explosions, hand to hand combat, humor, botched medical jobs, a Scottish technician played by Simon Pegg, a very good looking Spock, some more explosions, spaceships, a suitably strange plot line, some nonsencial science drabble and most importantly, no one I really liked died, for once. I haven't properly engaged in a film like this since Twilight, which stands as testimony to my fan girl nature, but I now encourage you "to boldly go where no man has gone before". XD<br />I will see you all soon, given that I probably won't be around as much in the next three weeks or so; my exams start now. Oh dear. Best wishes to everyone else taking part in examinations any time soon!<br />Starry (Trek) Hikari<br />PS Does anyone know where I can get enterprise printed socks?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Quantum Heart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 09:15:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why hello! It seems that I've been away from dA for a long while (as some of you may have noticed) though I can confidently say that I'm more likely to be around for the next week or so; this being because of my break from school over Easter. As for the rest of this busy time: I'm not sure if I can say the same. My GCSE exams are arriving with the speed of a...very fast moving object - my first being on the 12th of May. But for the time I will be here, I have important news to share!<br />Well, at least, I regard it as important. I doubt that anyone else on this site will watch the show "Primeval", as it only airs in the UK and because many of my friends view my limited TV watching with distaste, but there has been a tremendous plot bunny! The main character, the scientist Nick Cutter, has just been killed off! He died! I cried, both at his demise but also at my own sadness - I just want to assure those of you doubting my sanity/intelligence that it was a very dramatic and upsetting death. And it's not even the end of the series! Such drama...on other fronts:<br />My own life has been comparitively uninteresting of late. Besides exam preparation and the ever present art folder, I've managed to see a couple of friends over these holidays and I'm going to a party next Friday. Actually, more important than any of the aforementioned things (though I had a great time at the beach and in Norwich when I went) is that I went into Cambridge with a friend and succeeded in finding and buying a prom dress! The year 11s get a prom at the end of the exams, as a sort of celebration of our achievements and the fact that the year group will be disbanded, seeing as people are moving to different schools and some going into employed scholarships and the like. I think I'll either be staying where I am, or moving to a different sixth form college in another town - the difference between the two being the courses they offer. If I stay at my current school, I'll be doing the IB (International Baccalaureate Diploma) but if I move, I'll be doing A levels. Some people will know about which is which, but for those who don't - the complexities take too long to explain! I'll tell anyone who wants to know, but the basics of it is that there are different subjects available in each and that in the A level curriculum, you take less subjects and hopefully get more free time! <br />That's about it! I wish luck to everyone who is, like me, doing exams very soon and a Happy Easter to everyone!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Over Yonder</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 10:32:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A kleptomaniac I am not, but I did steal this from Uchiha-tsukiko. Because I find myself awfully distracted at the moment. This could be due to:<br />a) I had a blood test today. I can't stand blood tests; I don't like the sight of my own blood. And they took three vials of the stuff for testing. Had to be done though...<br />b) My doctor says I might have an infection of the sinuses. This I will happily attribute to my headache.<br />c) I am tired. But isn't everyone?<br />d) I am somewhat jumpy...just a bit all over the place really. There is so much to do, yet I can't muster the energy to do it. <br />Now the pessimism is over! Sorry to have put you through that - onto the quiz! <br /><br />British<br />[x] You drink a lot of tea. Muchly, it's good for you, don't you know. <br />[x] You know what a brolly is. An umbrella. Mine says 'rain' on it so I don't forget what to do with it. Important lesson in life: an umbrella will not support your weight unless you are under five years old. <br />[  ] Deal or No Deal has taken over your life.<br />[  ] You wanted Ben to win X Factor.<br />[x] You use the word "bugger"or the phrase "bloody hell. Not often, but occasionally. <br />[x] Fish and Chips are yummy. I do love to be beside the seaside. <br />[  ] You can eat a Full English Breakfast. It has meat in it, so that would be a no. <br />[  ] You dislike emos almost as much as you dislike chavs. <br />[  ] It's football...not soccer.<br />Total: 4/9<br /><br />Australian<br />[ ] You wear flip flops all year.<br />[ ] You call flipflops thongs, not flip flops.<br />[x] You love a backyard barbie.<br />[x] You know a barbie is not a doll.<br />[ ] You love the beach.<br />[ ] Sometimes you swear without realizing.<br />[ ] You're a sports fanatic.<br />[ ] You are tanned.<br />[ ] You're a bit of a bogan.<br />[ ] You have an australian something.<br />Total: 2/10<br /><br />Italian<br />[ ] The Sopranos is a great show.<br />[ ] Your last name ends in a vowel.<br />[x] Your grandmother makes her own sauces.<br />[ ] You know how a real meatball tastes.<br />[ ] You know Italian songs.<br />[ ] You have dark hair and dark eye color.<br />[ ] You speak some Italian.<br />[ ] You are under 5'10'' I don't know my height in feet; I'm 1m72. <br />[ ] You know what a Italian horn is.<br />[ ] Pizza/spaghetti is the best food in the world!<br />[x] You talk with your hands. When words fail me. <br />Total: 2/11<br /><br />Spanish<br />[ ] You say member instead of Remember. <br />[ ] You speak spanish or some.<br />[ ] You like tacos. <br />[ ] YoU TyPe lIkE ThIs On Da CoMpUtEr. I know someone who does...<br />[ ] You are dark skinned.<br />[ ] You know what a Puta is.<br />[x] You talk fast occasionally.<br />[x] You have had highlights or have dyed your hair. (Hasn't everyone?)<br />[ ] You know what platanos are.<br />Total: 2/9<br /><br />Russian<br />[ ] You say villian as: Vee-lon. Only when incredibly silly. <br />[x] You get short tempered. My worst vice - it generally just bubbles under though. <br />[ ] You know of somebody named Natasha. <br />[ ] You don't get cold easily. <br />[x] Rain is fun for you. <br />[ ] You get into contests all the time.<br />[x] You can easily make do with the cold weather. <br />Total: 3/7<br /><br />Irish<br />[ ] You think beer is the best.<br />[ ] You have a bad temper.<br />[x] Your last name starts with a Mc, Murph, O', Fitz or ends with a ley, on, un, an, in, ry, ly, y.<br />[x] You have blue or green eyes.<br />[x] You like the coloUr green. I like most colours...<br />[ ] You have been to a st. pattys day party.<br />[ ] You have a family member from Ireland.<br />[ ] You have hair everywhere. (Erm, palms and soles of feet?)<br />[ ] You have/had freckles. (Faintly)<br />[ ] Your family get-togethers always include drinking and singing.<br />Total: 3/10<br /><br />Asian<br />[x] You have slanty/small eyes.<br />[x] You like rice a lot.<br />[ ] You are good at math.<br />[ ] You play/have played the piano.<br />[ ] You have family from asia.<br />[x] You laugh sometimes covering your mouth.<br />[ ] Most people think you're chinese. <br />[ ] You call hurricanes typhoons.<br />[ ] You go to Baulko.<br />Total: 3/9<br /><br />German<br />[x] You like bread. <br />[  ] You think German Chocolate is good.<br />[x] You speak some German.<br />[x] You know what Schnitzel is.<br />[x] You went to pre-school.<br />[x] You're over 5'2. I think so...<br />[ ] You like Limburger cheese.<br />Total: 5/7 <br /><br />Canadian<br />[x] You like/play/played hockey. I actually can't stand it, but I have tried to play. (I try really hard every year we do it in PE, and each year I FAIL)<br />[ ] You love beer.<br />[ ] You say eh. A lot.<br />[ ] You know what poutine is.<br />[x] You speak some French.<br />[ ] You love Tim Horton's.<br />[ ] At one point you lived in a farm house.<br />[ ] You watch/watched degrassi.<br />Total: 2/8 <br /><br />I am very German, somewhat British (... ]]></description>
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                <title>Schnee</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 01:51:14 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love snow.<br />Almost as much as I love autumn. I love snow truly, deeply and madly. I do, rather literally, jump the snow. And...<br />IT'S SNOWING! There's no school and it's SNOWING. And real, real, soft, icy, settling snow that will stay with us throughout the next couple of days! <br />Snow never used to be anything special. Then I moved back to the UK, away from my chilly heartland of New Jersey, and discovered that there was no snow. For the past five years, I have seen no snow, or only pathetic excuses for it. The only one memorable event of snowiness was that of a day in February a couple of years ago. I was ill. I couldn't go out. BUT NOT TODAY! Today, I shall stride out into the snow, slip on an icy bit of road, fall over and kiss the snow. I shall get appallingly wet and shivery and probably catch a cold. That is what I will do. And it will be good.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two Cows</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 07:00:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Searching through old, old emails just a minute ago I happened to stumble across this amusing anecdote about state/governmental systems from my...friend, Alvo. Perhaps a more accurate definition is that of an ex-boyfriend who I sometimes wish wasn't an ex. Oh dear, life doesn't seem to be fighting on my side at the moment. Eitherhow! I hope this makes you laugh, as it brought on a horrible fit of giggles in me; for those that have seen me in the grasp of uncontrollable laughter, you will now how ridiculous it is. <br /><br /><br />SOCIALISM: You have 2 cows, and you give one to your neighbour. <br /><br />COMMUNISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.<br /><br />FASCISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk. <br /><br />NAZISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you. <br /><br />BUREAUCRACY: You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks <br />the other, then throws the milk away. <br /><br />TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. <br />Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell your herd and retire<br />on the profit. <br /><br />SURREALISM: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take <br />harmonica lessons. <br /><br />AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other<br />to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyse<br />why the cow has dropped dead. <br /><br />FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows. You go on strike, organise a riot,<br />and block the roads, because you want three cows. <br /><br />JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You redesign them so they are <br />one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. <br /><br />GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live <br />for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves. <br /><br />SPANISH CORPORATION: You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.<br />You decide to have lunch. <br /><br />RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You count them and learn you have<br />five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them<br />again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows and open another <br />bottle of vodka. <br /><br />SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5,000 cows. None of them belong to you. You <br />charge the owners for storing them. <br /><br />CHINESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You have 30 people milking them. <br />You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity, and<br />arrest the newsman who reported the real situation. <br /><br />INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You worship them. <br /><br />BRITISH CORPORATION: You have two cows. Both are mad. <br /><br />IRAQI CORPORATION: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them <br />that you have none. No-one believes you, so they bomb the sh!t out of you<br />and invade your country. You still have no cows, but at least now you are<br />a Democracy. <br /><br />WELSH CORPORATION: You have two cows. The one on the left looks very <br />attractive.<br /><br />^ ^ A Bientot, Hikari<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Keep My Sun In a Jam Jar</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 07:39:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It seems too long that deviant art has gone without a journal entry from me. Indeed, it would seem that I have returned to my favorite creative haven after weeks (adding up to months) absence. But I'm glad to be here!<br />Firstly, before I try to explain myself, I want to wish everyone ( a friend or nonchalant reader) a very merry happy belated Christmas! I wanted to get a journal entry and special Christmas deviation I've been working on done before the day itself, but as people often tell me, I have limited to no time keeping skills. This ties in nicely to my explanation of my absence. Year 11 is busy. So busy that I still, as I write, have four rather large pieces of coursework to be done, not to mention the obligatory French revision. I have had seemingly no time to do much other than schoolwork and sleep (I slept till nearly 12 o'clock this morning). That and I am plagued by headaches, fevers, dizziness and stomach cramp. Also, before a certain someone on this site claims it, I am not pregnant. <br />Complaining aside, the truth is that I've been busy. But it's nearly over! Hopefully everyone will see/hear more of me from the new school term. Yay! That and I really have to comment on the 362 deviations that have accumulated since September! People have been turning out some great stuff, and I want to do the same! <br />Other miscellaneous things I want to mention are:<br />I got my hair cut shorter! For those who see me on a regular basis, or have seen me in the last year, yes it is even shorter than it was. So much easier to maintain and spike up now though.<br />I got a singstar for Christmas! I have a guilty addiction to singstar. ^ ^<br />I got a load of wonderful CDs for Christmas also. <br />And from my little brother, I got "Sun in a Jar". It's an ingenious little device that accumulates charge during the daylight hours via a solar cell and then lights up at night, all contained within an authentic jam jar. It's great. XD<br />Also, it is soon to be a farewell to another year of great emotional and physical tumult. Of pain and of love, etcetera etcetera. <br />Expect more work from me soon, and if you don't get it, commission me! <br />Ciao. <br />U<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The hour of huit</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 02:42:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, turns out that I've been tagged. You would think I would use the opportunity to say something revolutionary or deeply profound, but it also turns out that I was more inclined to tell you eight facts about myself. And paws31 told me to.<br />Kay kay, here are your little vitamin supplements of me. <br />1) I'm very old. Soon I will be 16. Scary.<br />2) Very few people know much about me, and what tends to get under my skin is when people are nicely confident that they know everything about me, and could tell me what flavor of Chuppa Chupp is my favorite. No you don't. Go away. And it's coke, if you were interested.<br />3) I like Chuppa Chupps.<br />4) I dislike confrontation, and despite my earlier comment, I would prefer it if no one knew anything about me but were happy and contented.<br />5) February 2008 was a changing point in my life.<br />6) Buddhism is something of a pivot to my way of life, or what kind of person I would like to learn to be.<br />7) It's nearly over. Just two more tidbits of fact! I broke my toe - I'm so proud about that.<br />8) Writing is my passion, and one day I'll prove it to everyone whoever said I couldn't or wasn't good enough.<br /><br />That's it, and I hope it wasn't too bad. Now, my eight victims will be (and the worst thing is that there is no tag backing allowed in this system):<br />:uchiha-tsukiko<br />:midnightmoon9490<br />:wookborm<br />:embraceimperfections<br />:narutard94<br />:nolenebedi<br />:dirtysmalltowngirl<br />:aillesdors<br /><br />*Owari*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Yneis</author>
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                <title>Mille</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 11:40:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1000 page views pour mois! Une mille!<br />Well, I'm quite excited. And immensely grateful. Thank you everyone who has viewed my humble works!! This now means I must do something special to commerate the occasion. I'm so happy I'm even speaking French.<br />So again, a big thank you and perhaps a virtual doughnut for whoeve would appreciate it (Krispy Kremes are horribly addictive, which is why it's an annual occasion for me!). Any suggestions as to what you want to see for the 1k view piece are welcome!<br />J'adore!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Substantialiscious</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 12:58:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well hello! I seem to have found myself back on the dA website once more (it seems my literary addiction has once more triumphed). As some of you may be aware, I did, in actual fact, arrive back from vacation two weeks ago, but have since been caught up in my school work and meeting up with some good friends over the short period of time before they travelled to other places. To Alex and Amee, I hope you're enjoying the camping! Julia, I honestly don't know where you are, but give me a call if you happen to be around. Many other people I would like to greet have no idea of my poetic alter ego, and it is best to leave it that way for the time being.<br />And yes, the tone of my entry is hopefully a lot more cheerful since when I last had the time (or could be bothered) to write a journal entry. <br />I can't say that many things have happened in the time when I haven't been here, except for the fact that I had an incredible time in New England. Whale watching and Province Town (where men are free to kiss other men in drag in the street) would be two experiences I would recommend to anyone. Standing on the summit of Mount Washington is not one. It truly does have the worst weather in the world! But I'm not exactly in any position to complain about it, as I am the one who has been begging to return to my old childhood haunt of the East Coast for the past six years. <br />I would invest more time trying to describe my experiences here, if I didn't have so much more to fit in to the next couple of hours. ( I have to get a relatively early night on account of my having to get up in the morning and feed my neighbour's cat)So, if you would like me to ramble on at you further, you can just ask and commit yourself to a painful demise! ^ ^<br />Oh yea, check this out - I kind of stole it from another dA user, but it fulfills my stalkerish tendencies. <br /><br /><br><a href="http://www.maploco.com/view.php?id=2767190"><img border=0 src="http://www.maploco.com/vmap/2767190.png" alt="Visitor Map"></a><br><a href="http://www.maploco.com/">Create your own visitor map!</a><br><br /><br /></br></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>A leave of absence</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 13:21:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, I will soon be heading off to Boston and other parts of New England for a two week vacation (which does sadly means a two week absence from dA). <br />Though it's not until Monday we set off from Heathrow, I'm quite busy over the next few days leading up to the 7th, what with my little brother's drama production and the dreaded packing. <br />Hopefully, I will return from vacation in a more positive mind set, as I am currently resisting the temptation to be tremendously pathetic and burst into tears for the third time this week. In short (though I am deeply against my own dark cloud of broiling doom) I do not wish to speak with certain people ever again, and will happily ignore them for the rest of eternity. It is horribly childish behaviour, but I feel entitled to. It is with regret that I accept the urge to scream and throw things about before throwing myself off a cliff into a vat of acid, but I really do hope I'll come back from vacation a little bit more positive. I could rant and rave about just how angry and upset I am, but it will do more harm than good. Anyhow,it is nothing that won't mend in time.Or so I would like to believe. So it's happy-negative! See you all soon!<br />Dattebayo. XD<br />*owari*<br />PS the dA mood button still hates me. Apologies!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mr.Bump</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 13:25:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally broke something!<br />That statement may sound strange to some of you, but for a short time, I was genuinely jubiliant about breaking my toe. Because toes are central to your balance and ability to spread your weight evenly, it is highly painful. But for the first few minutes after it had been bandaged up and I had been told not to walk on it for a few days,it felt like the greatest achievement of my life so far. Even if I did do it trying to beat three other people at the 'run like a duck' race. <br />Then you realise just how annoying it is. You can't walk, run or let alone climb stairs. You just have to sit there all day, which is extremely difficult for someone who has to get up and dance around every few minutes.And it also means I can't un the 200m sprint on sports day, which, oddly enough, I was looking forward to. So it's a bit of a pain.<br />And please don't come after me to break another toe for that pun. <br />Also, my mood button has broken, so what I am currently experiencing is dA hate.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Re: Visit</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 11:34:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Moving towards the end of a school year is always an emotional event, and I would be among the first to admit that I often find the oppurtunity to sob over various un-important things such as, "I'm going to miss that pillar! Do you remember the time I walked into that?!" and then cling onto the arm of any passing classmate. In this manner, I manage to annoy the whole year to the point where they are glad not to be seeing me for a couple of months. Perhaps it's a reasonable reaction to my desperate aura of 'Hug me, I'm sad!' and irrestible clinging and refusing to let go until the mother of the classmate refuses to host me as a permanent guest any longer. I would suspect this is because I spend the first week of the vacation reminiscing, in a perpetual mood of feeling that I haven't made the most of the school year. For I never do. <br />This year has been memorable in many ways, and some memories I will not hold on to, for the bad dreams they bring with them. Others I will cherish, but they feel few and far in between. It may well be the fact that I've had such an overwhelming crap year that I now feel over enthusiastic about the next. I'm determined for it to be better, and involve less refusing to get out of the bed in the morning, due to it all being 'just too troublesome'. There are many things I don't want to say, and am not allowed to say for various reasons to do with other people than myself, but I will say that year 10 is one year that will never fade, no matter how many times I attempt to bleach it with Fairy Liquid. Maybe at the moment I am looking forward to going to the US for two weeks, merely to escape from the place, but I'm sure that I will be able to look back on it as something of monumental importance. Eventually.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Clown Doctor</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:45:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As some of my more attentive watchers may have noticed, I have returned to Deviant Art! I can give no concrete timetable as to when I will be here or not, but I am glad to say that after a week of studiously ignoring everyone, I have gone back to my poetry, photography and prose. I have posted the third installment of Class E Minors, which I am immensely smug about and started put some emotion back into my writing. Or so I would hope, but I can only rely on your comments.<br />Over the past week or so, I have put various things in the microwave to see what would happen (go put an oatmeal cookie in the microwave for 10 seconds, it's mana), made several mistakes, resisted the urge to burn several individuals for being utterly tactless, complained to myself about being 'misunderstood' (ugh spare me the teenage cliches!) and gone shopping. I have also discoverd that my hips have seemingly expanded and half my summer shorts now refuse to rise beyond my previously straight up and down hips. It is most disconcerting. <br />I would also like to wish happy belated birhdays to *deadstarfish and *narutard94! A-chan, I am working on your present as I write (because I can multitask).As you probably know, I am a feedback addict,so feel free! Which is a polite threat, warning that if you don't, I shall start spamming you. I also need to catch up with everyone else's work as well as my own.<br />An additional footnote, the title of this entry was inspired by a rice cracker packet. The manufacturers of my favourite Okama are supporting a charitable fund raiser for clown doctors. In short, qualified doctors with strange hair. I neither support nor disagree with it, but thought it was worth thinking about.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wave</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:02:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think (I hope) you all would appreciate it if I was to let you know that I will be taking a short break, so to speak. I'm still alive, and still here, but don't be concerned if I don't reply to messages quickly, or post anything of great interest. <br />I just need a bit of time to recover from the loss of something very valued in my life, and generally brood on the subject. You never know, it may well spawn some good work! So I will occasionally be here to spam unsuspecting deviants, but for the remainder of the time (no more than a week) I will be in a state of bizarre grief. Just need to reciprocate with my life theories, as we've had a bit of a falling out. If anyone desperately wants to communicate with the netherworld, put the comment in capital letters. There's no way even I can fail to notice it!<br />-Owari-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wooly Memmeth</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 15:29:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have been memm-ed.<br />Though, something tells me that it is an incident from which I will gradually recover. Okay! Basically,the first however many, let's say five, deviants comment on this journal, those will be the deviants whose work will be displayed. From each of those first five's galleries, I shall choose 3 (and only 3) deviations I value above the rest.These 3 pieces of excellence will be displayed here! And at no extra cost.  <br />Also, as I am a gernerous soul, you may also come visit my chocolate factory!<br />Once the computer and I have reconciled our differences, it should be up and running.<br />And because I know you are now all wetting yourselves with anticipation, I bid you leave. As I am in dire need of sleep. <br />Get memming.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Trust me</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 14:14:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I welcome all page watchers and odd chance viewers to take an active part in my current social debate!<br />Not a debate as such, merely a strong and subsequently stubborn opinion. <br />The phrase 'just trust me' seems to be - in the society I have experienced from the age where I was able to recognise such a thing as 'a social life'- over used. My opinions could easily be labelled as pessimistic and derogatory, and happily filed away from notice. I have recently realised that I seem to have some uncanny ability to say inappropriate things in the presence of 'tell me what I want to hear' people. I can be horribly socially inept...<br />Moving on from my personal personality battle, who has ever been exposed to the phrase 'just trust me'. There are, as I see it, a range of two whole responses to this phrase.<br />A reaction such as mine which may go something like this; "WTF? I've known you for a few months and I am meant to be able to trust you with my iPod?!" Or something developed along those lines. It could easily be explained by obsessive tendencies when it comes to close personal posessions. But when seen from a more psychological perspective, could (not the hypothesis, not a conclusion) represent a general and rapidly growing mistrust in a young society. Lives are rarely as stable as they may have once been deemed to be. It could be because younger people are often educated about and take part first hand in the more painful truths of life, rather than discover them themselves.<br />The second and final reaction is one of miscalculating trust, without social paranoia. Which I think is a brilliant thing, providing it doesn't stretch to being fooled into most anything. So this second reaction would appear to be the maybe the least self preservative, but the most socially accepting. Surely it is an indicator of an open minded individual?<br />To be fair, there are many sub catergories within these intial reactions: the religion of a person, if other factors like this influence the type of people they spend time with, their background and ultimately how these shape their own personality.<br />Is society today encouraging paranoia? Because it seems that we would asume (directed at those in the UK) that the people reacting in the second way are part of a social minority. You simply can't survive in thinking that way. Or could we? Were enough people to genuinely think in this way, it could result in social revolution. Or breed a society of corrupt and manipulative citizens.<br />Trust me when I say its in your own hands.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Importance of being honest</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 10:22:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Of lives that are lived in complete honesty, no one seems to benefit.<br />I was brought up on the basis and virtues of honesty being somehting to be prized in a person above all else; over looks, or generousity. Honesty and the truth were keys to a happier place. Everyone around me preached it. Now, I would like to think that I am no preacher, but that I have lived trying to be honest.<br />In the past 4 years of my life or so (since my secondary school education began) I have not been explicitly honest. To be truthful (yes, the irony kills) I have been the oppostie. Few people are "blessed" with what I really think and feel. I hope to achieve a sense of audience and author connection in my works by being honest, and it is one of the few truthful outlets I have.<br />Someone told me today, "Peope don't want to hear the truth Emma."<br />This doesn't just seem immoral, it seem socially unjust. From the efforts myself and other people combined have put in to helping me be honest with people, and learning to trust those around me, people would rather have delicately woven and fantasy rich lies. In some circumstances, I can understand that. But the majority of the time, people need to be exposed to the truth of the matter, whether they like it or not. That's life. There can only be forgiveness if you understand what really went on in the first place. Or did I grow up on the fringes of a deceptive society? <br />No, I have not been honest in the past. I have said things to comfort and cushion the impact of life on others. Once you dare to place a toe over this undesignated line of "what we want to hear", you receive a hugely negative response. To be fair, I have not always done it politely, or calmly, but it shouldn't change the fact that truth is truth, in whatever gauze. Frankly, I'm done with lying to protect. I am a controversial person. I can be blunt. It's a fault, and one I should curb in order to co exist with other people, but I won't lie for the benefit of others any more.<br />There's a vast possibilty that I will change my mind as I get older, but that's how I feel at the moment. And people will have to deal with that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Tagg-ed</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 11:15:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Evil incarnate had ascended from the fiery pits of my wardobe and tagged me. So read on peoples!<br />1.Full name? Important? <br /><br />2.Male/Female: FEMME<br /><br />3. Were you named after anyone?: not as far as I'm aware<br /><br />4.Does your name mean anything?: energetic in Old English<br /><br />5.Nickname(s)? : Manfred the magical yellow guitar playing, confetti eating, fringified unicorn<br /><br />6. What do you think you look like? : Eh, a 15 year old, mildly unstable pyromaniac/poet?<br /><br />7. Date of Birth? : I'm 15, that's all you need to know<br /><br />8. Place of birth and current location? : North Hampton, and the Great British Isles!<br /><br />9. Nationality? : British<br /><br />10. Star sign?: Capricorn!<br /><br />11. Chinese Astrology sign: Rooster - why do I know this?<br /><br />12. Religion?: predominantly Buddhist<br /><br />13. What's your favourite smell?: apples that have been squished vigorously underfoot mixed with pumpkin insides<br /><br />14. Political position? : a little bit of anarchy is healthy...<br /><br />15. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? : Tropicana! ^w^<br /><br />16.Hair + eye colour? Dark brown hair with 'subtle' copper red and dark red highlights and blue grey eyes<br /><br />17. Do you look like anyone famous? :There was a British animated childrens' tv series called "William's Wishing Welligntons". I have often been compared to a brown haired minor character. I know.<br /><br />18. What do you look like? : Been compared to Hinata from Naruto for my hairstyle...<br /><br />19. Any unusual talents? Umm I can cross my eyes?<br /><br />20. Righty, lefty or ambidextrous? : Typically a righty, though I can write very slowly with my left<br /><br />21. Gay, straight, bi or other?: Proudly bi sexual. Widens the gene pool.<br /><br />22. What do you do for a living: I'm at school. So nups.<br /><br />23. What do you do for fun? : write, paint, sketch, read, watch films I just know will scare me but watch them anyway, talk to people!<br /><br />24. Materials to work with? : journal, white A4/A3 paper, HB mechanical pencil, acrylic paints, fine horse hair brush, laptop<br /><br />25. What kind of material would you like to work with? : Gold leaf <br /><br />26. Have you met your grandparents? : Yes indeedy.<br /><br />27. Girlfriend or boyfriend? : No, very much no<br /><br />28. Crush? : Maybe. That is all.<br /><br />29. What celebrity would you date if you could? : I wouldn't!<br /><br />30. Current worries? : exam week, exam week, exam week<br /><br />31. Favourite online guys/girls? : If this is those people I have never had the pleasure to meet; aillesdors, midnight moon 9490, narutard 94, dead starfish<br /><br />32. Favourite place to be? : My bed on a Sunday morning.<br /><br />33. Least favourite place to be? : Crowded places.<br /><br />34. Burn or tan? : Lightly toasted. XD<br /><br />35. Ever break a bone? : No. Gladly.<br /><br />36. Favourite cereal? : Crunchy Nut, for I is a crunchy nutter<br /><br />37. Person you cry with? : My friend Gary.<br /><br />38. Any sisters? : Not one.<br /><br />39. Any brothers? : Just the one! Younger brother.<br /><br />40. Any pets? : rabbit the size of a small car<br /><br />41. An illness? : Nothing that's been diagnosed! I do suffer from acid reflux though (look it up)<br /><br />42. A pager? : What would I do with a pager?<br /><br />43. A personal phone line? : 999<br /><br />44. A cell phone? : Yes! Samsung something or other.<br /><br />45. A visible birthmark? : mole in the corner of my lip, yes, actually on the lip itself<br /><br />46. Pool or hot tub? : Hot tub. Bubbles.<br /><br />47. Car? : Under age, so that would be a no.<br /><br />48. Personality? : reasonably introverted, opinionated, defiant, stubborn, attempts at being creative, what could be called crazy, but I see it as imagination<br /><br />49. Driving? : When some one else is driving!<br /><br />50. Clothing style? : comfort, statement, whatever it is that I feel comfortable and relaxed in<br /><br />51. Room? : Organized chaos<br /><br />52. What's missing? : A Fender and a tic tac dispenser<br /><br />53. School? : Both enjoyable and excruciatingly stressful<br /><br />54. Bed? Covered in stickers from my by-gone years<br /><br />55. Relationship with your parent(s)? : Good, though trust is currently an issue<br /><br />56. Do you believe in yourself? : Only when no one else does.<br /><br />57. Do you believe in love at first sight? : I would like to, though there is limited evidence pointing toward it<br /><br />58. Consider yourself a good listener? : I can but try my best!<br /><br />59. Have a future dream you would like to share? : A life as a poet - and one that earns money<br /><br />60. Get along with your parents? : Yeah, I would say we're close<br /><br />61. Save your email conversations? : Until they're finished, yes.<br /><br />62. Pray? : Meditate and free thought<br /><br />63. Believe in re incarnation?... ]]></description>
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                <title>Sitting on Swings</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 14:34:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am never one to publicly vent my feelings, but today is a remarkable exception. In short, I have had one of those days which seems desperate to succeed in making your life as DIFFICULT as possible. I feel entitled to moan and complain.<br />I am currently stuck in between two different musical genres in either ear (emo techno + nice calm music = paradoxial cntradiction), balancing a number of tasks at one time and desperately trying to locate my mind, which I'm sure I left just here...<br />Trying to balance emotions that are wearing my neurones out and the more "I have to" practical things within life is causing something of major headache. I do and don't want to face the future whcih lies ahead. Part of me wants to curl into the fetal position and just sleep, which is something I crave 24/7, while the other is cheerfully reminding me that raspberries will be in season soon. And then there's "existent me" in the middle, wanting to throw things at people.<br />So yes, I have not had a good day and feel perfectly entitled to complain about it, because I feel like smypathy leeching. <br />I am trying to think positive, so I feel very much in debt to those who have put up with me and my continual 'angst cloud'. It's coming up to nearly 300 pageviews, which means I'll do something special for you people! But first, thanks are in order to my constant bringers of joy and confidence and utterly random pictures about bacon,<br />*aillesdors<br />*embraceimperfections<br />*uchihatsukiko<br />*narutard94<br />*midnight-moon9490<br />Thank you for existing. And yes, my moods do do this. "Grah, you must all die painfull deaths." to imense appreciation as to what great people I have around me.<br />Suddenly my bad day seems insignificant...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Yneis</author>
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                <title>Of plasticine monsters</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 07:57:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am currently sitting in front of my laptop with my little brother's choice of music blazing in my ears, attempting to remember how to spell.<br />About two hours ago we returned from the Doctor Who expo in London! Firstly, for those of you out there who by some unnatural miracle may not have heard of Dr Who, it is a typically British sci fi programme, tracking the life of a time lord (humaniod, practically immortal being) and who ever happens to be travelling with him at the time. It started of as a seriously low budget tv series way back in the 60s of space age Britannia with various actors wrapped in bubble wrap dancing/running around claiming to be horrifying monsters of some higher authority, but is now a well developed, high budget series. And the producers probably just jump on the bubble wrap for fun. I mean, who doesn't? I keep some on me at all times in the case of a bout of depression. Who needs therapy when bubble wrap exists?!<br />Anyway the ultimate culmination of that story is that I went to my very first expo! Even if it was for my brother's birthday. <br />And I had a cookie. ^ ^<br />So now I am relatively happy. I am also being nerdy for the convenience of my brother and looking up Sonic the Hedgehog characters for him. It's suprisingly intricate. Even though it really bugs me that the main character is a blue hedgehog. Hedgehogs just aren't blue.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Yneis</author>
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                <title>Batman on steroids</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 10:55:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, the great Batman has returned once more, but this time, he has taken a slight overdose of steroids. This has resulted in me working full out to try and conquer the sizeable amount of coursework that has appeard to spontaneously come into existence over the past few days. Though, being lazy and easily distracted, I cannot push myself to be unduly worried, I am just that. Unduly worried. I am almost positive it has come out of nowhere. My room is currently littered with the debris of frantic biology and chemistry revision, art coursework, food tech coursework, guitar tabs I should have learnt weeks ago and french books. Not to mention half completed drafts of poetry, lists of human rights, scraps of paper with kanji scribbled on them and diagrams of brains. Life seems to have arrived fifteen years late and introduced itself while throwing heavy objects in my general direction - totally regardless of the fact I was settling into a rut of sleeping most days and going into school others.<br />At the same time though, the challenge has woken me up a bit. Filled me with what you could call determination to succeed.<br />Or it could just be primal survival instinct. Because who really wants to meet Batman on steroids?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Yneis</author>
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                <title>Bitter Release</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 14:05:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The freedom of release is a funny thing. The human reaction is, at first, to relish every minute's worth of freedom you have, galloping round town like Batman on steroids. Then, in some un explained and misunderstood chemistry, you desire nothing more than the quiet sanctuary of the cage from which you have just been released. There is and always will be that love and leave aspect of escapism. Going veggie, converting to something not quite yet Buddhist, seems undeniably seclusive and on the verge of anti social. But change can be productive not necessarily destructive. Just go with wherever the forces of mother fuckin nature throw at you. Yeah it scares you, terrifies you, rips out your beating heart out, sets fire to it and dances around the pire chanting, but such is the glamourous misconception of life. Yet still beatiful in its tragedy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Yneis</author>
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