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                <title>LAAALAAA, LAAALAAAAAA.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 18:05:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why do I even write these? Oh yes. I remember now. Because I'm overflown with self-pity. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> JK.<br /><br />Okies, so I'm pretty hyper right now, et cetera, singing and dancing.<br /><br />Better than being sad, right? My mom just got fired today. Things have changed again. Another one of those life-changing things that doesn't happen too often. It sucks. After over twenty-four years working there, she's laid off. OMGEE.<br /><br />So now I have to work harder, etc. etc.<br /><br />BUT FOR NOW!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://catdanceplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/catdanceplz.gif" alt=":iconcatdanceplz:" title="catdanceplz"/></a> I DANCE.<br /><br />-music comes on, I begin joyous and slightly desperate flailing about i have the indignance to name as dancing-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>And again.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 21:38:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Soo..... one of the last notes I wrote on FB was about how terrible every time I feel when I see myself in a mirror. But right now...<br /><br />Hrmm. I'm overweight and I'm pretty damn happy. Do you see me in the way I see me?<br /><br />On our Indy trip, someone had the wise idea to stick an 'L' sticker onto the seat of my pants as I stood up. <br /><br />I look terrible in pictures. <br /><br />My mother is constantly telling me how unhealthy I am.<br /><br />Maybe, or probably, my self-esteem issues aren't entirely self-inflicted.<br /><br />Ah well.<br /><br />On another subject, my love interest has faded and changed. Too bad he's probably interested in someone else. Life sucks.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Instrument. :3</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 19:55:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My momm finally succumbed and got into a rent to buy program for a new french horn. Just for me. ^-^<br /><br />It's the best part of my day, of my week.<br /><br />The rest has pretty much sucked.<br /><br />I was hoping I'd have Rolf again, not Wooley. This trimester is going to SUCK. Besides the fact that I have Chemistry, practically the easiest class EVER ccording to Mandi, and concert season has started, my day sucked.<br /><br />Two of my friends broke up, and now I'm dealing a little with that.<br /><br />Conflicting feelings and so on about otther people I've had my eyes on, including my friend's ex(forementioned) being single again and probably seeking comfort I can't provide...ugh.<br /><br />Ah well. I HAVE A NEW HORN THAT'S MOSTLY MINE EEK!!!!!<br /><br />-cough cough- Anyhoo. Can't wait for band tomorrow. I hope we play more. -shrug-<br /><br />For now, off to my History review and then the next chapter. Went shopping today and got my BERP, a tuner as I didn't have one, etcetc.<br /><br />INDY INFO COMES LATER.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dancing in my chair.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 19:17:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ :'D<br /><br />Despite being woken up yet again by a couple of crazy, bitchy, angry females.... ON A SUNDAY...<br /><br />I'm pretty okay.<br /><br />I miss some people, but... what's new? <br /><br />I've planned my birthday out. Not quite to a tee, but at least I know what we're eating, what movie we're seeing, and how I want to prepare my cake. YES. ME. PREPARING MY OWN BIRTHDAY CAKE. Because I make the best sweet confections out of the house. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> I've gotten certification on that. PAHAHA.<br /><br />I wanna make it out of white cake, with fondant covering onnit. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bucktooth.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":B" title="Bucktooth" /> I wanna put fondant on it. For the only time in my life, I have a cake ambition. Okay, so maybe I have before, but now... It just sounds right, y'know? After the fondant, my mom can do whatever she wants with it.<br /><br />I got mad earlier because everyone kept interrupting me... grr... and that made me angry from this morning, and so on.<br /><br />But I've cheered up a tiny bit. Or something.<br /><br /><br />I JUST MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!! ARGGG!!!!!<br /><br />'You' has an actual name... it's just a secret. PAHAHA.<br /><br />CAN'T WAIT FOR INDY!!! ARGGG!!!! I CAN'T WAIT.<br /><br />It's gonna be a freakin' BLAST.<br /><br />Besides taking two of my acedemic classes' finals before I leave, one of which tomorrow, which I still haven't studied for.... eheh. I've studide a bit... but... not enough to be counted as studying.<br /><br />But the History test... OHMIWAFFLES. That's gonna be so incredibly difficult. I kinda wanna upchuck a little. Or a lot. -barfs-<br /><br /><br />-wipes mouth and stands-<br /><br />Still not better. But taking a difficult history test in less than an hour with about a hundred or so questions is really nerve-wracking.<br /><br />HALP.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>16th BDAY.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 12:09:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ARG!!!! I'M GOING TO SEE AVATAR THE WEEKEND AFTER THE RELEASE FOR MY BIRTHDAY, WHICH IS ON THE TWENTIETH. I'm not sure about the entire list yet, but if you want to come, Bekah, you can. :] I have two open spots. That is, if you ever check your DA anymore.<br /><br />AH!!! <br /><br />And, at practice last night...(Back to my life)<br /><br />There's this guy, Jacob, right? I was having fun ripping out some of his hair.<br /><br />I know that sounds awful and even maybe a little dirty, but he'd had this epiphany about hair gel and plastered his head. So I was ripping off his sideburns when I could catch him unawares. xDDDD SO FUNNEH.<br /><br /><br />Anywhooooo, buh-bye!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Is it too much...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:12:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...to say that I wouldn't have to have an ultimatum to kiss you?<br /><br /><br />Hrmmm.... this should probably be on the list of bad pick-up lines, wherever it is with some poor lonely soul making it to ressurect their decaying emotions and sense of humor.<br /><br />Hrmmmm..... it is true, though. Haven't posted a journal in soooooooooooo long. So that bit takes up the amount of space left empty of me spouting my dramatic woes and such and so on.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />-----------------<br /><br /><br />Any words for the grounded soul here that aren't very... what's the word... unappreciative? Eh? IS that a word?<br /><br /><br /><br />....feh.<br /><br /><br />Ah well. So turns out my mom freaks out about grades AGAIN. I am grounded for now, blah blah blah. <br /><br /><br />BLAH.<br /><br />Until my scores go up again to above an eighty. ONCE MORE I AM ENWREATHED IN SCHOOL. ARGGGG.<br /><br />But my classes this tri are hard... and I'm lazy. FEH AGAIN.<br /><br /><br />Riiight. <br /><br />I'll try to check this ASAP, but for now, tootles.<br /><br /><br />To anyone who actually finds themself ored enough to read a tiny fragment of my intellectuality-infested and cold-ridden mind.<br /><br /><br />ANOTHER THING.<br /><br /><br />I BE SICK, YAH?<br /><br />Which is baaaaaaaaa- <a href="http://sheepplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/h/sheepplz.png" alt=":iconsheepplz:" title="sheepplz"/></a> aaaad.<br /><br /><br />Buh-bye. ^-^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I woke up with a stupid grin on my face.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 18:23:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Even though stupid grins look like crap on me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br />But whatev. :3 <br /><br />I'm in a terrific mood, despite not yet having done any of my homework. Bleck. Still have part of a DBQ to do, and a poster for History. BLECK AGAIN.<br /><br />Ah well. SO ABOUT THE GRIN.<br /><br /><br />Well::: There are several things. One of which I choose not to divulge over the internet. One!!!<br /><br /><br />WE WON ARGG SO COOLS.<br /><br />It was awesome, unexpected, awesomely unexpected. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bucktooth.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":B" title="Bucktooth" /> I had a lot of fun, despite getting like, no sleep for over a day and doing a load of crap work. Yucki.<br /><br />The other thing... well.... err.... it makes me uncomfortable to say it. But it was good. Many nice comfy warm fuzzies. <a href="http://blushplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/l/blushplz.gif" alt=":iconblushplz:" title="blushplz"/></a><br /><br />I wouldn't ask after it. Probability is... I won't tell you. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br />HAHAHA. TAKE THAT.<br /><br />Onto another thing.<br /><br />SLEEPING IN A BUS IS VERY, VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. Expecially when you have extremely long legs like myself and worry about talking in your sleep. There are things i rather people didn't know or hear, you know?<br /><br />BLECK. AGAIN.<br /><br />But I managed to sleep anyway, a tiny bit, on the way home. And then went to sleep about half an hur or so after I arrived home. Something like that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pahaha.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 11:07:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to a thrift store today to find some clothes I can tear up. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bucktooth.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":B" title="Bucktooth" /><br /><br />Fuuuuun.<br /><br /><a href="http://betchplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/e/betchplz.png" alt=":iconbetchplz:" title="betchplz"/></a><br /><br />I'm going out soon, so I can't write enough, but the music I'm listening to... So happy. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> Makes me remeber good things instead of bad ones.<br /><br />Today's a beutiful day.<br /><br />AH!!!<br /><br />And I got a new hoodie. I be taking a pic and putting it online for my Deviant ID... if you care. But I enjoy writing random nonsense that comes into my head.<br /><br />Well, most of the random nonsense is about my special person... but... well... yeah. I'm sure whoever reads this is getting tired of hearing my relentless self-pity and doting, and such and so on blah blah blah. <br /><br />SO I BE GOING NOW!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />DD<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>Hmmmm.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 19:00:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hmmmm....<br /><br />You there?<br /><br />I'm sorry for avoiding you today. Wanted to say that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>FTW.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 18:36:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That PSAT was a shameful excuse for a test. I was all lack: Homgee. I finished in about ten minutes. Let's take a nap.<br /><br />This entry will be short. Sadly. Sighhhhh~~~~<br /><br />I'll post a longer one tomorrow when I arrive at my designation from the bus stop..... HOME!!!<br /><br />Anyhoo, and then I study for the wrong test. Retake. So I fail again and feel a fool. ARGG.<br /><br />Now I must bullshit my way through some Algebra homework and then History notes. YAY!!!<br /><br />Jk. OMGEEE. Did I actually just use text sp33k in my journal?! The world is coming to an end. GAH.<br /><br />And btw, A question to my stalker.... (stalkers?)<br /><br />On my cat-tropolis Point-perspective in art, should there be multiple cats, should the clouds be in cat shapes? Flying cats in the sky? Cats running towards the city? And ideas for building types? It a city in the distance, I'll post a pic of the entire thing when I get it back from Mr. Miller, but I wanna put more detail than just that. Any ideas???<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Telepathic Conversation.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:56:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do I really like you, or am I trying to convince myself I do? <br /><br />I pointed you out to a friend today. She looked at me oddly, like: Whoa. But no other reaction, because you were walking towards us, and she's good at concealing things. Sorta. xD<br /><br />Ah well. <br /><br />And again, I feel like a complete and total fool? I wish I could read minds. Because then... I'd know if you saw me as less or more than only a sophomore?<br /><br />AH!! <br /><br />I need to make more cookies. It was so cute seeing Fernando's face today when I showed him the box with three left in it.<br /><br />It was like the dawning of heaven. :3 <br /><br />Reference::::<br /><br /><a href="http://screamplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/c/screamplz.gif" alt=":iconscreamplz:" title="screamplz"/></a><br /><br />...oh wait. That's the wrong one. ^-^''<br /><br /><a href="http://squealplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/q/squealplz.png?1" alt=":iconsquealplz:" title="squealplz"/></a><br /><br />There we go. A fine example of fernando's face when he saw the container of cookie delights I made.<br /><br />Amanda(Not Duncan, another one) was all like::<br /><br /><a href="http://mineplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/i/mineplz.png" alt=":iconmineplz:" title="mineplz"/></a><br /><br />For the second to last dessert. <br /><br />xD<br /><br />Haha, I <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/l/love2.gif" width="26" height="17" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> you guys.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Bleck.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 16:50:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Still haven't done any of my homework... or eaten. Too sad for that I guess? Hmm... anyway. <br /><br /><br />Not that any of the maybe one stalker that reads my journal would care, but... Alas, I'm having to wait even longer to get a picture taken of my full cosplay. Who knows. But as I know maybe one person besides my sister that can take artistic pictures for me, I don't know what I'll do.<br /><br />The forementioned sister went and made me dress up for my pictures today, and then got into something else in the three to ten minutes it took me to put on my entire outfit, wig and all. I was putting on my makeup when my mom came in and told me that the forementioned sister was out doing some driving lesson crap with my dad. I went outside, to the shock of the neighbors with my father and uncle staring up the driveway at me like: "What the fuck is she doing?" My sister was pulling into a parallel parking zone in front of our house. <br /><br />Yay. What fun as the neighbors across the street begin to look uncomfortable and leave. My dad comes up to me and says: "Leave, go back inside, we're busy right now." <br /><br />Like I'm still fucking three years old. So of course I yell at him a bit like the child I am and make my way indoors.<br /><br />Even though my sister made a PROMISE TO ME. <br /><br />And of course she comes up to me over an hour later and wants to do the photoshoot anyway. Like I'd still want to go back, get my wig and cosplay on, have her brush out the three-foot-long black wig again over the surface, and take some pictures.<br /><br /><br /><br />Right.<br /><br /><br /><br />So, anyway... bleck.<br /><br />Another awful moment in the life of Marlena. Hmm? Why was I so upset?<br /><br />Well, this is around the fifteenth of eighteenth time I've been stupid enough to actually take my sister's words for serious. And then gone somewhere feeling like a complete fool because I'm alone. Or I'm being laughed at. Or left out in the open. Let down.<br /><br />Maybe I'm being self-concious, or what. But I'm really hurt.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Argument? Or discussion? Maybe...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 19:55:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...slamdown on both sides convinced that they are undeniably correct?<br /><br />The world shall never know.<br /><br />But my 'talk' for lack of a better word, with Keith goes something like this.<br /><br />Using myself as 'M' And 'K' as Keith, let us begin to review.<br /><br />Note that this is copypasted from a lovely site I like to call facebook.<br /><br />Ehemn. Commence.:::::::<br /><br />________________________________________ _________<br /><br />M--(a status update)Had an odd day. Was forgotten, then got sick in fifth period. Grr.<br /><br />[[The rest are comments. Obviously.]]<br /><br /><br />K-- That seems to be a pretty recurring theme in your teenage whining. I'm pretty sure nobody forgot you.<br /><br /><br />M--SHE TOLD ME SHE FORGOT ME. I was supposed to be picked up, but waited. When I finally got a ride there, I asked her if she remembered she was supposed to pick me up. She said no. That she forgot.<br /><br /><br />K--Omg. That's so dramatic. How about say it in a way that doesn't make you seem like a bleeding heart emo? How about... "My mom forgot to pick me up" or something?<br /><br />Nah, i guess with you it's gotta remain, "I was forgotten." QQ, eh? Haha, sorry i'm being rude, i'm just kinda... angsty at the moment.<br /><br /><br />M--Uh, no. And I don't sound like a bleeding heart emo. Excuse me that your perception of everything other than your own emotions has the narrow peripheral of all of a centimeter. Commenting on my day doesn't necessarily mean I'm trying to be, or inadverdently being, dramatic.<br />And it wasn't my mother. She had surgery about four weeks ago, something ... Read Morewent wrong, and she can't drive me to band in the mornings. That's why I needed a ride from a friend. Who, despite being reminded multiple times, forgot that she needed to give me a lift to an event that's not optional as to whether or not you attend... if you're in band, that is, and don't want to run laps, but wish to stay in the organization.<br /><br />Angst is something we all live through at this point in our lives.[[Meaning adolescence.]]<br /><br /><br />K--Regardless of the scenario, the way you put it was very dramatic. Yeah, sucks for you, etc, but it's really overdone. I'm not talking about just this post--it's most of yours. Like i said, i'm sorry for being rude, it's just... Ugh, i hate teenagers.<br /><br /><br />M--I'll try to be a little more formal the next time I'm commenting on my daily life. Lest, of course, I'm happy. Then I'll pour forth the gratitude upon my day which it cals for. "<img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />"<br />So I can safely assume that by that comment you also hate yourself? How interesting and 'dramatic.'<br />And as I said before, It's how you perceive it. As in, I posted a ... Read Morequote talking about the beauty of death that I thought was absolutely lovely. Three to seven comments and an argument with my mom on why I shouldn't kill myself, or want to, for that matter. When... well, honestly, I've stated many times I'd do anything but die if given the choice. And said how stupid people like that are, etc.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />________________________________________ ______________________________________<br /><br /><br />And it goes on. So far this lovely 'discussion' has turned to where we are laughing at our stupid and literate selves for our faults. Such as Keith's hating himself. Fun.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Blah.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 22:00:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I sick.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hokay.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 15:01:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I haven't posted a journal update since... before Band Camp. Which was awesome, by the way. Awesomely awesomeawesome. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br /><br />Anyhoo, so a friend and I went out to sell funraiser just now in the rain... we sold three items, which is great for two hours and one neighborhood, and have two prospective buyers that haven't gotten paid yet. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />YAY.<br /><br />IT'S RAINING HERE HOMGEE. MAYBE I SHOULD PAINT SOME RAIN. OR NOT. HMM. WHY AM I YELLING AGAIN? No clue. But it's been raining for about a day and a half... it's so pretty. <br /><br />AND OUR FOOTBALL GAME WAS CANCELLED LAST NIGHT. So we went there, sat on a hot bus for two hours, thenwent home. That's four hours of my life I'll never get back, sitting next to an antisocial person and in between a bunch of people who ignore me. Bleck. Ah well. Just more of me ranting again.<br /><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br />In other words and topics, I'm looking for commisions. If you have an idea and actually care, tell me what to draw. Or paint, actually, if it's like, landscape/nature-type stuff... I haven't painted in awhile, and I need to put more up here. TELL ME PLEASE?!?!?!?!<br /><br />By the way: I only put my mood as aroused cause he's being creepy... And it reminds me of a funny birthday card. Of an old man. At the bottom, it says:<br /><br /><br />"Hey, sugar."<br /><br />And he's looking at a cake like a lecher. XD<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>ZzZzZZzzZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZzzzzz....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 02:10:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So bored I think my brain's about to fall out of my left ear.<br /><br />At four AM.<br /><br />In the morning.<br /><br />When I should be asleep.<br /><br />I'm posting a journal entry. <br /><br />GAH.<br /><br />Good night... err... morning.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>It's not even light out...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 16:36:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ GAR. I feel like so much rock is hanging from my shoulders I'm crippled into the nothingness that is me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>TWO WORDS.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 18:27:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ BAND.<br /><br /><br />CAMP.<br /><br /><br /><br />ARGGGGGGGGGGG...<br /><br />..but it's only the holding up my mellophone for what, an hour or two part that makes me go 'arg' so much.<br /><br />...and... yeah. That's about it. And the wierd tumble-left-foot-first-then-right-foot-over-land-on-ass-spin-get-back-up-by-some-miraculous-feat-and-extend-arms-n-front-in-under-three-seconds thing. <br /><br /><br />Makes my arms, butt, and fingers soooo soorrrreee.... ARG.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Foo.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 19:22:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "fo shizzle ma nizzle" is a bastardization of "fo' sheezy mah neezy" which is a bastardization of "for sure mah nigga" which is a bastardization of "I concur with you whole heartedly my African american brother".<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>PLEASE EAT ME FOR THE SAKE OF ALL THINGS SANE.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 17:25:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mmm.... my day just abruptly shifted themes... my sister and I go on walks all the time, just around places, right?<br /><br />Well... I went through about half our regular walk, and then she got on the cell phone for no good reason. And then she starts griping with the person on the phone. And that person calls me completely ungrounded things, because she was lying in her complaining, or exaggerating or whatever. And she doesn't do anything about it! Our thing was going great, I was being nice, and everything... and she had to go and ruin it. Please kill me now, okay? Please, Ghostie-woman? T_T I feel so... tired with life now. Perfectly exhausted. <br /><br />And what makes it worse is that I actually thought this person was nice. I actually did. But no, I had to go and trust yet another person, and they let me down. Really great.<br /><br />Oh.... dang. Dumping my troubles onto other people now... sorry.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>-sniff sniffle-</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 18:48:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I been sick... blaeh. Stupid karma. I think I'll go kick its ass right now.<br /><br /><br />... yeeeeeees. Kick Karma's ass.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 16:26:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ THEY'RE MAKING ME DO IB!!!! I VILL DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />...eth.<br /><br /><br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Still no better things to talk about.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 19:22:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I apologize to those that were offended and offer them a great huge bear hug and farewell.(You know who you are.)<br /><br />I don't write rants or rip out at stuff in my journals or have pity parties with myself to get attention, I would like to make it clear. Though I thank those that've given sympathy, that's all it is. Thanks. For the sympathy, And thanks to Jesus that there are people out there who care so much about other people they barely know to feel sorry for them. I love you all, and wish I hadn't sounded like such a cow. <br /><br />I try my hardest, for anyone out there that cares, to be as calm all the time as possible, and it hurts me, myself, and I terribly on the inside when I make myself out as a child.<br /><br />Yes, these past hours since the post of the journal(forementioned, titled: 'I wish I had something better to talk about' ) of reflection may not seem like enough, but when you lay around on your butt all day, watching terrible daytime television, you have an awful lot of moments to reflect.<br /><br />I just got carried away, taking my emotions to a high level unto which I dare not traverse again anytime soon.<br /><br />And though this journal seems pointless and shallow, I hope that it can take the place of a proper aopology and presumptory actions' withdrawl to a certain person in my life.<br /><br />I was mad, and wish I could take it all back, and return to being the same shadow on the wall I've been for close to ten years now. But... I can't, and it makes me weary to keep saying it over and over in so many different ways, as if writing an overly extraneous persuasive paper.<br /><br />I hope that we can end it on a better note, and be civil in the future if ever we cross each others' paths.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I wish I had something better to talk about.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 09:16:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okies.<br /><br />Things currently wrong with me which I will adequately whine about like your little sister on crack:<br /><br />1: I have strep throat.<br />2: I'm complaining in a journal that no one reads anyhoo. (Okies, apparantly people read this. Nvmd.)*<br />3: My muscles ALL hurt.<br />4: I've just missed the freaking TAKS test.<br />5: My bisexual guy friend got a boyfriend before me.(Well, officially anyhoo.)<br />6: No one's called me to ask why I wasn't at school yesterday, aside from my band director's assistant, but he only called to say that I need to get my fundraiser crap.<br />7: BLAH.* ((Complaining<br />8: BLAH.*              Stuff<br />9: BLAH.*                   insert   <br />10: BLAH.*                        here.)) <br />11: I'm gaining weight, though I excercise more and eat less. What's wrong with me, Jesus, that I must gain when I eat less? Hmm?<br />12: That's what I thought.<br />13: Illiterate people.<br />14: Complaining like some angsty teen in her online journal.<br />15: Well, guess what, SHERLOCK?! I AM A TEEN!!! AND VAR, VAR ANGSTY!! <a href="http://angerplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/n/angerplz.jpg?1" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconangerplz:" title="angerplz"/></a><br />16: I can't sleep.<br />17: I had this horrible dream last night.<br />18: There's 18? (-5 BLAH's.)*<br />19: BLAH. (Sorries.)* <br />20: Good Lord. Did I just complain for an entire paragraph? Yes, I think I did.<br />21: I'm probably failing English.<br />22: I missed the TAKs test.<br />23: Did I mention that I missed the TAKS?<br />24: Thanks a lot, Jesus, for making me sick on the day of TAKs.<br />25: The reading one, nonetheless.<br />26: I want a toasted oven sandwich.<br />27: Why has no one called me? Do they not care?<br />28: My fever makes me feel very cold when I'm like, really hot. On Sunday, I couldn't leave my bed, and swaddled myself in a down blanket for several hours, I was so cold. Fever worsened.*<br />29: Oh crap. Clinician coming to band tomorrow. I must practice now... or later.<br />30: Hungry. Burger? (Yuummm.... just ate burger.)*<br /><br />Note: Everything with an asterisk next to it has been edited throughly.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>Bah.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 11:56:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got another request for art... must... draw... urgh.<br /><br />Call 911 If I don't submit it here within a week, okies?<br /><br />...jk.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>QUIZ!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 15:05:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 01-[ ] You like to be content in everything.<br />02-[x] When a person confesses his/her love to you and you donÂt like him/her, you start feeling very tense and/or you donÂt know what to say.<br /><br />03-[ ] You enjoy listening to smooth and relaxing music.<br />04-[x] You are quite hyperactive.<br />05-[ ] If you donÂt like something, you start crying and you donÂt care if you start talking too loud.<br /><br />06-[x] You love candies or any type of caramel.<br />07-[x] You like making others blush.<br />08-[ ] You sleep with a doll/ teddy bear/ pillow in your hand.<br />09-[ ] YouÂre usually shy with the opposite sex .<br />10-[x] You like romantic- funny anime.<br />11-[ ] Between L or Light cosplay, you prefer L.<br />12-[ ] You have listened Âan cafÃ©Â.<br />13-[ ] You like listening to it (the above band).<br />14-[ ] You have 1 or 2 song on your computer of Âan cafÃ©Â.<br />15-[x] You are innocent and a little clumsy.<br /><br />16-[x] You smile at kitties.<br />17-[x] You usually say Âkawaii-.<br />18-[x] You like plushies.<br />19-[ ] Between light blue and blue, you prefer light blue.<br />20-[x] You hate Paris Hilton because she is an idiot.<br />21-[x] You have been lost in a shopping center/parking/cinema.<br />22-[ ] You have called to the mistaken number twice or more.<br />23-[ ] You cried with Pocahontas' ending.<br />24-[x] You have used a very feminine dress or shirt.<br /><br />25-[x] You call your pets with cute names.<br />26-[x] You believe that yaoi/yuri is the best.<br />27-[x] You're easily to trick/convince.<br />28-[ ] Yome men scare you.<br />29-[x] You have seen Pucca and you like it.<br />30-[ ] You have pink/red clothes or they are decorated with flowers.<br />31-[x] Sometimes you start looking at the clouds and you get lost in space.<br />32-[x] YouÂve said ÂKyaoÂ or something like that before.(Nya instead of "yeah" ... If that counts...)<br />33-[ ] When a person of your same sex gets angry with you, youÂre at the defensive.<br />34-[ ] You like j-pop.<br />35-[x] You have cried for more than one movie/TV series.<br />36-[ ] You watched gravitation and you felt like Shuichi-you watched strawberry panic and you felt like Nagisa.<br /><br />37-[x] You smile with no reason.<br />38-[x] You usually are very positive.<br />39-[x] When thereÂs a rainbow, you run out to see it.<br />40-[ ] You usually donÂt understand what your parents say<br /><br />Hrmm... I'sh an Uke? Odd...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Yay!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 11:19:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can do normal stuff now! ^_^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ow.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:10:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okies, so I just got my wisdom teeth out, right? I'ma in some serious crap, and it huuuuuuuuurts. Why, oh why must they insist upon having them out at fifteen? Why why why......<br /><br /><br />Well, they don't hurt THAT bad, but prety bad, and I can't eat solid-like food for about another week. When I can, I'll probably post or something. Until then, oh well. Ow. <br /><br /><br />Tootle-doos!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:06:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>~sighs~T.T</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 15:11:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I have this person I call one of my best  friends... and they just recently found this new friend, and doesn't hang with me much anymore. Why? Am I not important anymore? Maybe I'm just being oversensitive, and maybe I'm selfish, but... <br /><br />They just recently went on a trip with their new friend, and I'm getting jealous to the point of tears. Is it over? Are we 'just pals' now? I'm so confused... I was going to see them tomrrow and give them a fresh cookie, but I don't even know if they'll be there. What should I do...? Help...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!1ONE!!111!!ONE!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 17:10:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'M GROUNDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDDDD!!!!! AGAIN!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><br />(...and I got a new mattress.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=D" title="=D (Big Grin)" /> Just so ya know, It's very comfeh.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>:0</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 15:20:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/typerhappy.gif" width="31" height="17" alt=":typerhappy:" title="OMG MOAR POEMS!" />=me right now.<br /><br /><br />o.0...just a little crazy, but still happy, in a warped kinda way. ...*twitch*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>Blegh... _-_</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 13:41:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alrighties... I feel ignored. <br /><br />...but anyhoo, I gots me about five or six votes for Rukia and... much less for all the others. Rukia it is!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>EEEEEEEEEEHH!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 19:17:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okies, so I've been saving for a cosplay or something, one that Even I, with my awesome sewing tech, cannot replicate with my own hands, and I was wondering:<br /><br />Which should I choose, or do you have any other ideas? <br /><br />1: Kuchiki Rukia (I have the hair and everything, just need black hairspray paint from the costume store)<br /><br />2: Kuran Kaname<br /><br />3: Akito Sohma (I have a wig, folks)<br /><br />4: Lolita (need better more lacy shit for this, but I can do it. I'm cute... enough.)<br /><br />5: Matsumoto Rangiku (big-boobie lady from bleach. Lieutenant for tenth squad in the soul society)<br /><br />((COMMENT AND SHARE WITH ME YOUR THOUGHTS, PLEASE!!!!))<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>UWAH!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 08:09:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Halleurs, Dev art babeh, and may your Christmases be bright, and so on. <br /><br />Happy birthday, DeviantArt!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>...Ne?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 08:33:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Now, has anyone else noticed that all of my past three journals start with an 'N'? It seems rather strange to me...<br /><br />Anyhoo!!! I might be getting Breaking  Dawn todays!!! YAY!!! It's awesomelicious, (that would be a mix of awesome and delicious) Because I've been waiting forever and ever for it to come out!! And, I ordered on Amazon, so it'll be comin' in the mail.<br /><br />So: WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTT!!!!! For me, because I need and will get my book! ALRIGHT!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>NAIN!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 12:04:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello, my friends. This may be a weird journal as it is practically impossible to listen to System of a down without going weird. <br /><br /><br />Heeheehee... I'm loopy. [IMG]<a href="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk176/Klannys/crazy.png[/IMG]">[link]</a><br /><br />Anyhoos, The disclaimer was a lie... I just thoguth it was funny...<br /><br />So, anyhoo, I had a dream the other night and I was kissing this guy I didn't even know!! And I've only kissed, like, 1 person in my entire life... that I know of...[IMG]<a href="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k20/Unrealavatar/Avatars/Scared.gif[/IMG]">[link]</a><br /><br />Anyhoo, and then I woke up, and I was all like, "I'm hungry." Then I went to go eat, and shit like that... and yeah. OH!! I drawed a watercolor thingie, then painted it, and I'll be submitting it some other day, 'cause it's not dry yet. <br /><br />If you've actually read this far, CONGRATULATIONS!!! YOU GET A GENUINE FALSELY VIRTUAL COOKIE!!<br />*gives y'all cookies*<br /><br />Oh, and is anyone else waiting for Breaking dawn?!?! I am!! I ordered a copy online, and I get to read it when it gets to my house!! WHOOT FOR STEPHENIE MEYER!!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 12:29:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am BOOOOOORED!!! <br /><br />I just got back from Cali on Sunday morning, like, midnight, and IT'S SO HOT HERE!!! I live in Hurst, TX, which is right next to Dallas, the hottest city in the country at the mo'. It's frigging one hundred and five degrees here, and keeps in the hundreds every single day. Going outside is like stepping into a walk-in oven, fit to the contours of your body... ugh. I've been complaining and getting back used to the heat for almost two and a half days now, and it's killing me. I have to take my showers in the morning again, and then blow-dry my hair, which I hate to do. Will the torture ever stop???<br /><br />Luckily*sarcasm* my best friend in the entire planet is going to Canada today for like, eight days, where it's nice and cool. I could kill her.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 15:37:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>*sighs dramatically*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 21:03:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Y'know... I may put my sasunaru up on the web... that would be interesting. Yeah... I would get a lot more watchers that way... hmm...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 15:31:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OMIGOSHOMIGOSHOHMIGOSHOMIGOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br />...hi.<br /><br />I just got home and I get to be on the computer again!!! WOOOOOOO!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The other night I had this dream about my ex-boyfriend... He kept asking me a question, but I couldn't hear him... have you had dreams like that?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 09:04:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Edgar Allan Poe<br />
The Raven<br />
[First published in 1845]<br />
<br />
  Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,<br />
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,<br />
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,<br />
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.<br />
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -<br />
Only this, and nothing more.'<br />
<br />
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,<br />
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.<br />
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow<br />
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -<br />
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -<br />
Nameless here for evermore.<br />
<br />
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain<br />
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;<br />
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating<br />
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -<br />
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -<br />
This it is, and nothing more,'<br />
<br />
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,<br />
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;<br />
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,<br />
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,<br />
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -<br />
Darkness there, and nothing more.<br />
<br />
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,<br />
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before<br />
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,<br />
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'<br />
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'<br />
Merely this and nothing more.<br />
<br />
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,<br />
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.<br />
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;<br />
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -<br />
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -<br />
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'<br />
<br />
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,<br />
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.<br />
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;<br />
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -<br />
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -<br />
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.<br />
<br />
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,<br />
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,<br />
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.<br />
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -<br />
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'<br />
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'<br />
<br />
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,<br />
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;<br />
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being<br />
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -<br />
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,<br />
With such name as `Nevermore.'<br />
<br />
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,<br />
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.<br />
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -<br />
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -<br />
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'<br />
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'<br />
<br />
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,<br />
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,<br />
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster<br />
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -<br />
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore<br />
Of "Never-nevermore."'<br />
<br />
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,<br />
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;<br />
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking<br />
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -<br />
What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore<br />
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'<br />
<br />
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing<br />
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;<br />
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining<br />
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,<br />
Bu... ]]></description>
                <author>~malu-chan</author>
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                <title>FAST AND FURIOUS, YO!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 14:48:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [url=<a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v">[link]</a><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=p" title="=p (Razz)" />07GQhBdIPQ]linkie CLICKIE!![/url]<br />
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<br />
<br />
*Chorus <br />
<br />
Words between "[ ]" are what they're trying to say in English, lol.<br />
<br />
---------------------------------------- ---<br />
<br />
I wonder if you know,<br />
How they live in Tokyo,<br />
If you see me then you mean it<br />
Then you know you have to go.<br />
Fast and furious~! [Kitaa!] (Drift, Drift, Drift)<br />
Fast and furious~! [Kitaa!] (Drift, Drift, Drift)<br />
<br />
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<br />
*Chorus <br />
<br />
Irasha ii~, omachidou sama,<br />
kenso mamire no konomachi no ensou dama,<br />
tamani ichido tsuite oide,<br />
sekaijyu miru yo suruhodona goukana,<br />
Japan, Ichiban,<br />
Jump around saruchie no deban,<br />
Teriyaki Boyz in the place to be,<br />
Misete yarou (hai!) in the VIP.<br />
<br />
Many many diamonds dangl'n,<br />
Bag full of money we strangl'n,<br />
Hate me, fry me, bake me, try me,<br />
All the above 'cause you can't get in,<br />
I don't want no puroburemu [problem],<br />
Because me purofeshonaru [proffesional],<br />
Make you, shake your ketsu, (Thank you!)<br />
Haters take it paasonaru [personal].<br />
<br />
<br />
Like Kanada tai tetsu o now,<br />
Drop it on lets go now (now),<br />
Na nachima maeni netsu wo hassan,<br />
Lets not chiki chima over,<br />
Lets go nets go,<br />
Tsuki iro over every color,<br />
Esgo (e~? sugoi),<br />
Need you, 'walk out' jyanai, negro,<br />
New dekisora watashi mo big boy.<br />
<br />
<br />
*Chorus<br />
<br />
<br />
(Phone rings)<br />
Hai, Watashi Teriyaki, BOYS,<br />
Atteyuuma ni fukitobasu, NOISE,<br />
Manshini shitemasu de ghe-tto!<br />
Banou kazumo fuete imasu,<br />
Beishiku wa sapuraizu [surprise], DE,<br />
Maji mainichiga abunai, TTE,<br />
Ninja fuu Kenja fuu,<br />
Dakedo (Geisha!),<br />
Wait! From the rocks say,<br />
Tada no shita.<br />
<br />
You should see me in the parking lot,<br />
7-11 is the spot,<br />
Fights with wings and shiny things,<br />
And lions, tigers, bears, Oh my ride,<br />
We're furious and fast,<br />
Super sonic like JJ Phat,<br />
And we rock cuz the wheels are fly,<br />
Can't beat that with a baseball bat.<br />
<br />
Like a ka(ahn)kiyou tokasa,<br />
Mateba ii zehi soap site yo,<br />
Intaaseputa [intercept] shite fuck site,<br />
teki hanzai wa banzai,<br />
Hora pantsu [pants] down,<br />
From a back up on the posuto [post],<br />
Dou itasu? kyou wa four points,<br />
From far east coast to<br />
Dousa sai,<br />
(watashi no gaisudou!) <br />
<br />
<br />
*Chorus<br />
<br />
<br />
Yea, Japan mainichi doki doki desu, <br />
Hi-to [heat] island tobi tobi de,<br />
Moeruyou ni shite bochi bochi na,<br />
Tamanegi dasasou kochi kochi eh<br />
Hi-to [heat] appu [up] de dou risou, <br />
Machijyu subette no-rikon.<br />
Mecha kawarimondante sa?<br />
fool, gocha gocha fast an' furious!<br />
<br />
It's gotta be the shoes,<br />
Gotta be the furs,<br />
That's why ladies choose me,<br />
All up in the news,<br />
'Cause we so cute,<br />
That's why we so huuji [huge],<br />
Harajuku girls know how I feel,<br />
They respect, I keeps it re aru [real].<br />
Not a Chinaman 'cause I ain't from China man...<br />
I am Japan man.<br />
<br />
(Wa ta shi wa, tokyo suki,)<br />
Wa ta shi no, Kuruma suteki)<br />
You see him come and go out of the black Benz SLR.<br />
<br />
(A na ta mo, tokyo suki)<br />
I wonder where he get that kind of money?<br />
<br />
(A na ta no, kuruma suteki.)<br />
Don't worry about it.<br />
Lets Go.<br />
<br />
<br />
*Chorus<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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