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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 21:42:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ fuck it all.<br /><br />i'm just going to bottle up my feelings.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>scribble, scribble (rozen maiden)</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 06:21:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Souseiseki: "Gah... *rubs neck* So tired... So many shootings in such a short time..."<br />Suiseiseki: "Aw, stop complaining, ~desu. You should feel grateful to have such a huge role at all, ~desu! Your older twin sister only appeared a few times, and not even in her full bloom, ~desu!"<br />Souseiseki: "... S-...Sui-nee. *gulps*"<br />Suiseiseki: "And to be honest, you should be ashamed, ~desu. It is clear that Suiseiseki was the best choice for the main part of Dear You,  ~desu! But then YOU had to come and snatch it away from me, ~desu! Don't you feel ashamed at all, ~desu?! Don't you feel any pity at all, ~desu?!"<br />Souseiseki: "Y-yeah, whatever... *isn't listening*"<br />Suiseiseki: "Why, you brat...! Are you starting to talk back to your older sister, ~desu?! That is not the Souseiseki that I have raised, ~desu! I shall not have a twin sister who-"<br />???: "... Sui."<br />Souseiseki: "*looks up*"<br />Suiseiseki: "*turns around... and blushes* J-J-Jun-san, ~desu! What a surprise! What are you doing here, ~desu?"<br />Souseiseki: "*sighs, starts to relax*"<br />Jun: "Well, I kind of overflew your schedule today... And since I have no classes for today, I thought I might as well escort you home."<br />Suiseiseki: "*blushes profoundly* W-w-w-well~! T-t-t-there was no real need for that, ~desu~! Hehehehe... But thank you... Jun. *smiles*"<br />Jun: "*smiles back* Shall we?"<br />Sui: "Yes, ~desu!"<br /><br />The two of them march off... leaving Sou behind.<br /><br />Sou: "... ... ... D-did... that just really happen? *sigh* *continues on with brushing her hair* I can't believe it... Sui-nee and Jun jumped in the sack and are now happily together... Gin-Nee-Sama has a love triangle with Shinku-chan and Megu-rin...<br />*glances in the mirror in front of her*<br />... Kana-nee is living together with Micchan...<br />*continues brushing and sighes*<br />... They all have found someone... It's such a shame..."<br /><br />Suddenly, a loud crashing noise disrupts Sou in her thoughts... Alarmed, she stands up, equipped with the brush in her hand. Her fierce and cold expression has creeped back into her face; the softness and gentleness of a few seconds ago has disappeared completely.<br /><br />Sou: "Who is there?! Show yourself, or I'll jam this brush up your nose!"<br />???: "H-Hweh... N-no, have mercy, please, ~ na no!"<br />Sou: ".... Oh. It's you."<br /><br />Relaxing, she places the brush back on the table, running into the storage room where all the props are kept. She slowly, slowly inches the door open, just wide enough to peek in.<br />A sweet face smiles at her, almost apologizing for the mess she made. Sou opens the door, smiling softly.<br /><br />Sou: "Hina~... Do you always have to be such a clutz?"<br />Hina: "Hweeh~ Don't be so mean, Sou-nee-sama, you know very well how short I am, ~na no. I still feel like a kid, ~na no~! Especially in moments like these~!"<br /><br />Sou studies the situation for a second. Hina, in a pile of toy props... What could she have been up to? The boyish girl extends a helping hand, kneeling down all the while.<br />Hina accepted it smilingly and pulled herself up.<br /><br />Hina: "Yes, yes, I know what you are thinking, ~na no. 'What was Hina doing, ~na no? What could she have been up to, ~na no?'<br />But you don't have to worry~! Because I was just, just-"<br />Sou: "- Getting the Kun Kun puppet from the top shelf?"<br />Hina: "Ahehehe~! Yes, exactl-"<br /><br />[to be continued... tomorrow... it will be edited... x_x]<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>I must be crazy...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 18:42:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now, it's 10:39. If we don't count the two hours I've been sleeping, then I have been awake for  nearly over 24 hours.<br /><br />Why did I have to stay up all night long? Why have I never once succumbed to the pitiful desires of my body to finally rest? Why didn't I just shut the damn thing off and go to bed?<br /><br />Because I'm stupid.<br /><br />And, well, I was playing RPG.<br />And now I'm afraid and confused. Argh >_<<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Request a story</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 20:22:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So.. I usually don't do this. But I feel that - in order to become better - I have to.<br />This is quite simple... Just give me theme(s) and I will write a short story for you. It acts more like an exercise and to see if I can fulfill the wishes of people..<br /><br />Limited slots... Though I don't think that's a problem...<br /><br />1. <a href="http://projecttoy.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/projecttoy.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprojecttoy:" title="projecttoy"/></a> - Liebesgeschichte<br />2. <a href="http://projecttoy.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/r/projecttoy.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconprojecttoy:" title="projecttoy"/></a> - Glas<br />3. <a href="http://seeledertotgeburt.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/e/seeledertotgeburt.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconseeledertotgeburt:" title="seeledertotgeburt"/></a> - Grey<br />4.<br />5.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>It's becoming stagnant</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 17:27:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Seriously!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>[rant]</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 03:51:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... Forgive me if I have made any grammatical errors regarding the language, pero parang sinabi ni Bob Ong - informal ang style.<br /><br />So, bakit ako nagsusulat ng Filipino? Simple. Ayaw ko na malaman ng mga "kaibigan" ko ang kinikimkim ko. Bakit? Wala lang. Trip ko lang. Kung minsan kasi, hindi kailangan malaman ang lahat na nasa loob ng tao. I mean, alam mo na na may bituka siya, kung papano gumagana ang puso nya - pero yun kaluluwa at damdamin, kung minsan ay dapat hindi na papakailaman. At lalong(-)lalo na kung wala din alam ang tao tungkol sa mga ganun. Kung minsan nga, walang epekto ang mga sinasabi mo sa tao eh...<br />Pero nakakalito na ako. Pati ako, 'di ko ma-intindihan na gusto kong sabihin.<br /><br />Unang-una, na-iinis ako sa kahinaan ng mga kakilala ko. Oo, "Live and Let Live" - pero bakit sila pa, hindi nila hinahayaan ang mga tao? Palaging kailangan mag-tsismis, palaging kailangan pagtawanan ang isang tao... Palaging kailangan magpatawa - kahit mag-papalobo ka lang ng laway. Yun mga iba naman, akala nila, sobrang nakakatuwa - eh yun mga practical jokes nila, ang sakit. Sobra! Pinapahiya ka nga at lahat, at sa huli naman, sasabihin nila na "Peace tayo". Ano ba naman yun? Ganon ba katanga ang tao na pati yun sense of humour, kailangan niya i-screw up? Bakit ang mga simpleng patawa, kailangan na maging pahiya?<br />Pero teka lang. Hindi naman eto ang gusto kong pag-usapan. Naisip ko lang 'to dahil kanina, pinaiyak nila ang isa kong kaklase. Nakakalungkot, no? At third year pa naman kami...<br /><br />O, eto, seryoso na 'to.<br /><br />Alam niyo siguro na Valentines day bukas - ang pinaka away kong araw. Bakit? Sobrang commercialized kasi eh. Pati ang pag-ibig ngayon, binebenta. Pwede na lang ipakita ang pagmamahal sa pamamaraan ng isang frozen flower/plastic flower/paper flower/flower na gawa sa sipon. Kung mas nakakaiba, mas love - mas astig!<br />Kasi yan ngayon ang uso, eh. Ang magiging "astig".<br />Ano ang nangyari sa mga dating araw? Na kung saan ang pagliligaw ay alam ng mga magulang at ang mangliligaw ay seryoso at hindi lamang nakikipaglaro? Kailan ba na-blur ang line between "crush" and "love"? (Bwiset, sobra-sobra na ang taglish ko)<br />Bakit ang "I Love You", kailangan pang dagdagan ng mga salita? Bakit ang "I Love You", hindi na siyang seryosong pangnungusap? Basta na lang I love you ng I love you, pero sa kinabukasan naman, nag-aaway.<br /><br />Nag-aaway sa pamaraan ng text. Nakaka-bad trip. Piling ko tuloy, nakatira ako sa isang dystopia kung saan ilan lamang ang nakakaintindi sa mga sinasabi ko.<br />Dahil sa mga kaklase ko, ang "crush" ay "gusto".<br /><br />Kapag sinabi ko na "crush" ko si Bheng-Bheng - este - si... ano... basta, yun isang lalaki diyan, kaagad sila mag-iisip ng malisya. O lalagyan ng malisya. At pagkatapos kang inisin sa isang 'di mo maintindihan na rason, papahiyain ka naman.<br /><br />Sasabihin nila sa teacher. Oo, promise! Tapos yun sira ulong teacher naman, iinisin ka rin. At papabagsakin ka kung hindi mo siya sinayaw sa JS Prom/Christmas Party/Birthday Party/Tupperware Party. Bad trip talaga.<br /><br />Bakit sobrang... weird ng pananaw ng mga kaklase ko (at teacher at tao at aso) sa "pag-ibig" na yan? Bakit yun 'Valentines Day' at 'Love' sobrang importante sa kanila?<br /><br />Eh sa kahulihan, wala 'din naman sila makuha doon. Kahit kagano silang ka-"open minded" o "liberal" (hay salamat, wala pa naman nag sabi ng "liberal"...) sa temang yun, eh - hindi din nila maintindihan ang konsepto ng pag-ibig.<br />Para sa kanila, ang pag-ibig ay ang mga nakikita nila sa TV at pelikula. Para sa kanila, sobrang exciting.<br /><br />Pero sa katotohanan, illusion lang yun.<br />Pati ang "Valentines Day" ngayon, illusion lamang.<br /><br />Hay. Natapos na rin ako.<br />Sino kaya ang makakaintindi dito?<br />(Clue: wala!)<br /><br />... At nahalata ko rin, sobra na yun impluwensiya sa akin ni Mr. Bob Ong. Eh, kahit na. Ngayon lang naman ang mag-susulat sa Filipino. <br /><br />Maybe in future, I'll write more on Filipino. But for now, nakalabas na rin ang mga walang kwenta iniisip ko.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Tagged ^w^;</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 04:23:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tagged by <a href="http://kat116.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/a/kat116.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkat116:" title="kat116"/></a><br /><br />Random conversations~<br /><br />1. In the School<br /><br />Ma'am: Ah, basta ako~ Matutulog ako sa Valentines Day~<br />Me: Ay, Ma'am! Dapat, habang natutulog, kumakain ng tsikolate! : D<br />Ma'am: Bakit naman? xD<br />Me: Para masarap ang tulog~!<br />Ma'am: *tawa* (Piling ko nga... pilit yun tawang 'un. XD)<br /><br />2. On the rooftop<br /><br />Me: The stars are beautiful again, aren't they?<br />Dad: *grunt*<br />Me: Like diamonds, shimmering...<br />Dad: *grunt*<br />Me: Ah, look... That star is wanting my attention again. Twinkling so bright...<br />Dad: ... Right now, my attention is on this sandwich. *chews*<br /><br />3. With my friends (School)<br /><br />Knox: Ano ang ginagawa mo dyan! Bawal yan!<br />Me: O, ano ngayon! Bawal rin yan!<br />Knox: I do not care! That is forbidden!<br />Me: Kahit na! Bawal din yan! At bawal tumawa!<br />Knox: O, bakit! Tumatawa ba ako! Seryoso akong tao! *dumadabog*<br />Me: Ako rin, seryosong tao! And you, why are you laughing?! Am I making you laugh?!<br />Roma: My nose is bleeding... XD<br /><br />Hahaha... These types of jokes.. Never though I'd enjoy them. xD<br /><br />Whom I tag?<br /><br />Why, you all! ^^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 01:42:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, unyuu...<br /><br />I'm on a diet.<br />Well, I should be on a diet. Because if I <i>were</i> on a diet, then I wouldn't eat Junk Food, right? Well, hahahahahaha~~...<br /><br />... Try guessing what I was eating a second before.<br />Yes, <i>exactly</i>. Unyuu >_<<br /><br />Other than that... We have no school for 3 days.<br />I've got to design a website.<br />I have to memorize Africas Map.<br />And, well, let's see... I think that's all.<br /><br />-<br /><br /><b>Clubs I have joined</b><br /><a href="http://rozenmaidenclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/o/rozenmaidenclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconrozenmaidenclub:" title="rozenmaidenclub"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>[whine] Entry [/whine]</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 02:20:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *throws in a little bundle of misery*<br />
<br />
There. Now it's gone. I'm happy  now.<br />
<br />
Haven't written for a long, long time, but I'm going to write German again. I'll start the book I have been planning upon so long - I hope I will finish it in a few months.<br />
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We'll see us soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Tagged! XD</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 04:21:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have been tagged by <a href="http://kat116.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/a/kat116.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkat116:" title="kat116"/></a> XD It's the first time that I have ever been tagged xD~<br />
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So, here goes:<br />
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Here at the rules:<br />
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- Post these rules.<br />
- Each tagged person should post 8 (eight) aleatory (random) facts about themseleves.<br />
-Tagged people should write a journal or a blog about these facts.<br />
-In the end, tag and name your 8 (eight) people.<br />
-Go to their DA pages and comment saying that they have been tagged and hugged.<br />
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1.) I like the appearances of girls and am obsessed by them. Especially if they are all innocent and look like porcelaine dolls. <3<br />
2.) When I'm upset, I start scratching my neck.<br />
3.) I sometimes laugh for no real reason.<br />
4.) I am obsessed with Rozen Maiden.<br />
5.) So far, I have yet to realize 5 ideas/concepts that have been wandering around in my mind.<br />
6.) I often make strange sounds. ("Hauauauau~", "Nipah~", "Unyuu~", "Hweeh~", etc.)<br />
7.) My hairstyle is a modified version of the Hime Haircut. I want to grow it out now, so I always have the two short hairstrands up in hairknots ^_^<br />
8.) I always have the sudden urge to crop my hair short.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>100 Themes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 21:31:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I always wanted to do the 100 Themes... I did, actually, but not much... So yah! I'm going to start... *loses the words*<br />
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Anyway, I have already forgotten where I snagged the 100 Themes... I think from iNoodles (?). Dunno. If someone knows, please tell me!<br />
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So, here we go:<br />
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1. Entrance<br />
2. Love<br />
3. Light<br />
4. Dark<br />
5. Solitude<br />
6. Break Away<br />
7. BAM!<br />
8. Graffiti<br />
9. Ink<br />
10. Breathe Again<br />
11. Memory<br />
12. Insanity<br />
13. Misfortune<br />
14. Caffeine<br />
15. Silence<br />
16. Questioning<br />
17. I Create Things<br />
18. Rainbow<br />
19. Gray<br />
20. Puddle<br />
21. Fluffy<br />
22. Big Tree<br />
23. Eyepatch<br />
24. No Time<br />
25. Tomorrow<br />
26. Swirly<br />
27. Insomnia<br />
28. Sorrow<br />
29. Happiness<br />
30. Under the Rain<br />
31. Monday<br />
32. Night<br />
33. Expectations<br />
34. Stars<br />
35. Imperfection<br />
36. Precious Treasure<br />
37. Eyes<br />
38. Abandoned<br />
39. Dreams<br />
40. Fantasia<br />
41. Teamwork<br />
42. Standing Still<br />
43. Dying<br />
44. Two Roads<br />
45. Illusion<br />
46. Family<br />
47. Jukebox<br />
48. Childhood<br />
49. Stripes<br />
50. Breaking the Rules<br />
51. Sport<br />
52. Deep in Thought<br />
53. Lanterns<br />
54. Tower<br />
55. Exotic<br />
56. Danger Ahead<br />
57. Sacrifice<br />
58. Kick in the Head<br />
59. No Way Out<br />
60. Rejection<br />
61. Fairy Tale<br />
62. Tangled<br />
63. Do Not Disturb<br />
64. Wires<br />
65. Horror<br />
66. Emergence<br />
67. Playing the Melody<br />
68. Hero<br />
69. Annoyance<br />
70. 67%<br />
71. Obsession<br />
72. Fly Me to the Moon<br />
73. All the World's a Stage<br />
74. Tattoo<br />
75. Mirror<br />
76. Balloons<br />
77. Wish<br />
78. Drink<br />
79. Misunderstanding<br />
80. Words<br />
81. Pen and Paper<br />
82. Can You Hear Me?<br />
83. Heal<br />
84. Cups<br />
85. Spiral<br />
86. Red<br />
87. Classical<br />
88. Pain<br />
89. Through the Fire<br />
90. Triangle<br />
91. Drowning<br />
92. All That I Have<br />
93. Give Up<br />
94. Advertisement<br />
95. Locks<br />
96. Keys<br />
97. Safety First<br />
98. Bubbles<br />
99. TV<br />
100. Exit<br />
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Clubs I have joined<br />
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                <title>Stolen~</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 18:43:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ya. Stolen from <a href="http://kat116.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/k/a/kat116.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconkat116:" title="kat116"/></a>~<br />
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ANIME/MANGA NERD<br />
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[x] You watch anime.<br />
[x] You read manga.<br />
[x] You buy/collect anime DVDs or manga volumes. [So far, more than 100 Manga volumes.]<br />
[x] You own some other form of anime/manga merchandise.<br />
[x] You have referred to an anime character as 'hot' before.<br />
[ ] You have cosplayed.<br />
[ ] You have done so in public.<br />
[ ] You have been to an anime/manga convention.<br />
[x] You have created/joined a fanclub for an anime/manga character.<br />
[x] You have created/joined a hateclub for an anime/manga character.<br />
[x] You have squealed when you found out somebody had the same name as an anime character you knew.<br />
[x]You enjoy drawing anime.<br />
[x] People you know know you as the 'anime' person. [They don't want to admit that I know more about anime than they do. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />]<br />
[x] You know that it is pronouced 'mawnguh' and not 'manga' like it is spelled.<br />
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Anime/manga nerd= 11/14<br />
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ART NERD<br />
<br />
[x] You like art.<br />
[x] You actually consider yourself an artist.<br />
[x] When using art supplies, the brand of them matters to you.<br />
[x] You have a favorite brand.<br />
[x] You have asked for art supplies as a Christmas/birthday gift before.<br />
[x] You give people your drawings as gifts.<br />
[x] People actually ask for your drawings.<br />
[x] You are/were known as 'the art person' at your school.<br />
[x] Instead of just 'brown' or ' pink', you'd be specific; it's 'sienna brown' or 'blush pink'. [Sometimes I have to be <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." />]<br />
[ ] You have taken an art class outside of school.<br />
[x] You have considered a career as an artist.<br />
[x] Your school papers are always covered in doodles.<br />
[x] You have a favorite artist.<br />
[ ] Your drawings have been framed.<br />
[x] You carry a sketchbook with you everywhere you go.<br />
<br />
Art nerd= 13/15.<br />
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MUSICAL NERD<br />
<br />
[x] You play a musical instrument.<br />
[x] You play more than one instrument. <br />
[x] You actually really enjoy playing your instrument.<br />
[x] You've given your instrument a name. [More than one.]<br />
[x] You've participated in an extracurricular activity for your instrument.<br />
[ ] You are known by what you play.<br />
[x] You listen to classical music.<br />
[x] You are wondering whether that refers to the classical music genre or the classical music time period.<br />
[x] You have a favorite composer.<br />
[ ] All of your friends are from your band/orchestra class.<br />
[x] You write music. [Somewhat]<br />
[x] You've had discussions with your friends about music; your favorite composers/instruments/musical time periods/key/etc...<br />
[ ] You have considered a professional career with your instrument.<br />
[ ] You are never nervous playing for other people.<br />
<br />
Musical nerd= 10/14<br />
<br />
VIDEO GAME NERD<br />
<br />
[x] You play video games.<br />
[x] You own more than 4 different video game systems. <br />
[x] You've had debates over which system is the greatest.<br />
[x] You play video games every day.<br />
[x] You have played a video game for over 10 hours. <br />
[x] You have songs from your favorite video games on your MP3.<br />
[x] You love to talk about video games.<br />
[ ] You memorize the dates for when a new game is being released. <br />
[x] People know you as the 'gamer' person. [In the intraweb]<br />
[x] You spend more time on video games than you do hanging out with friends. [I don't have friends >_>;]<br />
[x] Your gaming system is in your room.<br />
[x] You have preferences when it comes to what company your game came from. [It's about quality...]<br />
[x] You've had debates over which company is the best.<br />
[x] You keep playing a game until you beat it.<br />
[x] It makes you angry when you found out somebody looked up cheat codes on the internet to beat their game.<br />
<br />
Video game nerd= 14/15<br />
<br />
COMPUTER NERD<br />
<br />
[x] You use the computer every day.<br />
[x] You have an account/username on some sort of social website.<br />
[x] You go into random internet chatrooms.<br />
[x] You spend at least 2 hours a day on the computer.<br />
[x] You use computer faces; : D XD XP D: ^_^ >.> and etc.<br />
[x] It is hard to go a day without using the computer.<br />
[x] You spend time in online forums.<br />
[x] In the forum/chatroom you use, you are known there by everyone else.<br />
[x] You have friends you have only met online.<br />
[ ] You have/have had a girlfriend/boyfriend you have onl... ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Cover up</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 04:27:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hai~ hai~ The wapanese is back! *falls into a giggling fit*<br />
<br />
Ah, yes, umm, what do we have here?<br />
I have posted a few stories (hoping for comments by the way), finally made that avatar for miyu, and... well, that's it for now.<br />
The Rozen Maiden stories aren't a must, so I think I will have plenty of time with that one.<br />
<br />
<b>To-Do List I have to complete before the year is over</b>:<br />
- clean up my room (yes, CLEAN! you are so lazy!)<br />
- respond to e-mails<br />
- read the story of sin and comment on it (lengthy comment!)<br />
- umm... organize my books and figurines<br />
- throw out the trash<br />
- start drafts for Zichorie<br />
- finish the letters (15 to go... *phew*)<br />
- start package for melphis and miyu<br />
- uh... finish project in MAPEH (knew there was something)<br />
- learn for religion<br />
<br />
-<br />
<br />
<b>Clubs I have joined</b><br />
<a href="http://rozenmaidenclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/o/rozenmaidenclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconrozenmaidenclub:" title="rozenmaidenclub"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Ano...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 04:23:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Do you... know how it is, when... you feel empty? It's as if... nothing matters anymore. You don't have anything to clutch on, it's all cold and empty, reality is just another layer of fiction that is trying to bring you down.<br />
I sometimes don't know what to do anymore. I don't like talking to friends about my problems.. ... Well, it's more that I can't. I just am not used to talking anymore; for the longest of time, I have been keeping quiet, never making real small talk, keeping things to myself (except when writing into my diary), smiling and storing away my little problems...<br />
<br />
I can't even talk to my father anymore. He just sees himself. He always blames everything he does on something instead of just.. listening.<br />
I don't even want to respond to mails anymore. I don't know why - maybe I'm just so lazy... I can't even keep up friendships.<br />
<br />
I am so sorry for whining again, but sometimes, I just need a little bit of time-out and entries like these. I hope that in future I won't need to whine online anymore...<br />
<br />
-<br />
<br />
<b>Clubs I have joined</b><br />
<a href="http://rozenmaidenclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/o/rozenmaidenclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconrozenmaidenclub:" title="rozenmaidenclub"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Something~...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 17:45:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well... As you may or may not have noticed, I have continued to write To Touch Her. It's another experiment, I'm trying to write from the view of a... well... 'tomboyish' personality. I'm not sure if I captured it correctly... I used to be like her (ahem... I mean... characterwise), so I sometimes remember fragments of memories... A bit like going back to what you once used to be.<br />
<br />
Ah, what more... Ah, yes, vacation. We have a two week vacation now, so I will be trying to give my best in writing and in other stuff. I also want... no, that's a secret. Tehe.<br />
<br />
<b>Clubs I have joined<b><br />
<br />
<a href="http://rozenmaidenclub.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/r/o/rozenmaidenclub.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconrozenmaidenclub:" title="rozenmaidenclub"/></a></b></b><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>~</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 02:11:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hauauauauauuu~ Gokigenyou...<br />
<br />
It's been a while... Things have happened, I'm a bit happier than I was the last time. Yes, my 'depression' hasn't cleared yet, but I think I have to wait until I get out of puberty. '''orz<br />
<br />
Well... There are a few projects I have flittering around in my mind, but I think I will finish 'Lost Letters' first - it's kind of a sound drama, only using voices to narrate a tale (and not even narrating - it's just like listening to people converse and puzzle the pieces together!). When I have finished Lost Letters, I think I will seriously start working on 'ChicorÃ©e' ('Zichorie' on German). But those are only ideas and not real plans, I have yet to see what I want to do first.<br />
Ano... What more... Well, there is this one topic I wanted to talk about, but it's a very delicate topic (about Prose and stuff), so I think I will keep that one to myself. I have seen the effects and aftershocks of things that were considered 'ignorant' and ' false' (as in, saying something just to gain the sympathy of readers/users), and I'm a pretty paranoid person, so..<br />
<br />
Ah... I'm turning into a complete wapanese. x_x<br />
<br />
What more, what more~<br />
Oh yeah, ROZEN MAIDEN! \|_|<br />
That's all, thank you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>D:</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 00:42:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why the hell does it keep on saying that I have 4 new comments when in fact I have NONE?<br />
It always raises my hopes... T__T<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Riding the wave D;</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 02:23:04 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from <a href="http://pd-inc.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/d/pd-inc.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconpd-inc:" title="pd-inc"/></a>... I felt the urge to fi- nevermind.<br />
<br />
[x] Are you asian in the first place? ~ half D;<br />
[ ] Were you born in an asian country?<br />
[ ] Do YoU tYpE lIkE tHiS aLoT?<br />
[x] Do you eat rice almost every single day?<br />
[x] Can you use chopsticks?<br />
[ ] Have you taken chinese/korean/etc school as a kid?<br />
[x] Can you speak an asian language?<br />
[ ]Do you spike(guys)/highlight(girls) your hair?<br />
[ ] Do you have an "azn crew"?<br />
[ ] Do you get at least a 3.0 gpa?<br />
<br />
Total: 4<br />
<br />
[x] Have you designed a website b4?<br />
[ ] Do you know the song "got rice?"<br />
[x] Do your sns/email have/had the words: AzN, gurl, boy, sweet, cute, hot, dragon, babe, angel, lil, princess, Xx...xX, oO..Oo, etc?<br />
[x] Do you take off your shoes before entering someone's house?<br />
[ ] You have both an asian and an english name<br />
[x] Do you watch anime?<br />
[x] Do you listen to techno?<br />
<br />
Total: 5<br />
<br />
<br />
[x] Do you listen to asian music?<br />
[x] Have you watched asian movies?<br />
[x] Can you talk really fast??<br />
[ ] Do you drink pearl milk tea or bubble tea?<br />
[x] Do you play a lot of computer games<br />
[ ] Are you a master at DDR?<br />
[ ] Do you play the violin/piano/clarinet? ~ This january, classes will begin...<br />
[x] Do your parents beat you up if you get bad grades? - Not really beat me up, but my Mother gives me a mental torture.<br />
[ ] Do you/your parents drive an asian made car?<br />
<br />
Total: 5<br />
<br />
<br />
[x] Do you draw?<br />
[x] Do you speak ur asian language w/ ur friends?<br />
[x] Do your relatives own a restaurant/market in an asian community?<br />
[x] Do you slurp soup?<br />
[x] Do you know what kimchee is?<br />
[x] Have you visited your home country (Asia) at least once?<br />
[ ] Does your house smell like incense once in awhile?<br />
[x] Do you have/had glasses or braces?<br />
[x] Do you like to read?<br />
[x] Do you have an allowance?<br />
<br />
Total: 9<br />
<br />
<br />
[x] Have you eaten dim sum/dumplings before?<br />
[x] Do you have tons of cousins/siblings/uncles/aunts/etc<br />
[ ] Can you twirl a pencil between your fingers<br />
[ ] Have you ever solved a rubric's cube? - Does an IQ Cube count? XD<br />
[x] Do you read manga?<br />
[ ] Is the mall your hang out place?<br />
[x] Do you think that you're short?<br />
[x] Do you/your parents save ketchup pckts/napkins/etc from restaurants for "later use"?<br />
[x] Do you have asian pride?<br />
<br />
total: 6<br />
<br />
<br />
Overall total: 29/46<br />
63% Asian<br />
<br />
There's more Asia than Europe in me. D HORROR<br />
... I'm not even sure I calculated that correctly. oO'<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Unyuu~</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 02:47:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A quick drop in of the incredible princess of dolls (... rawr):<br />
<br />
* 3000 Rozen Maiden Images! Let's see if I can break the 4000 :]<br />
* I'll be gone for a week<br />
* Experimental Love will continue, but who cares? XD<br />
<br />
So, yaaaah~ Alive and kicking. But who cares? ^.^<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Drama Llama returns *smile*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2007 01:52:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, I wanted to get off that entry from the front, just so I won't be reminded of the things that happened on that day. It's really tiring when people misinterpret things. It happens all the time. That's why I always keep to myself and never talk much. People ask too much. People never listen.<br />
People never think about what could lie behind the surface.<br />
<br />
I keep on thinking about my life three years ago, but still, I can't quite make up my mind. Was I happier then? Am I happier now? What was I thinking then? What am I thinking now?<br />
I do not know if I have always felt this... this... unreal. Something made me lose my grasp. I can't understand reality anymore. <br />
<br />
"That what we see isn't connected in any way with that what we feel."<br />
That's what I think, always, the whole time. But, perhaps, it's just my own numbed out body that cannot perceive correctly. Or something is really screwed up in my head.<br />
<br />
Wait, maybe it has to do with my hyperventilating a year ago. You see, I hyperventilate very often (though it has lessened with time). People around here do not know what it means to 'hyperventilate' or what happens when a person hyperventilates; sure, it's no big deal, I can breathe into a paper/plasticbag or into my handkerchief, but the problem is - once I get into a fit I lose control over my body. I concentrate on breathing, breathing, only on breathing. I lose the sense of reality and everything around me, everything dimmens, my hand and lips cramp up, I stiffen, and then there is nothing but my frantic breathing accompanied by the sneers of my classmates.<br />
It took them about an hour before they figured out what's wrong with me. They always kept on asking why I breathe so fast.<br />
<br />
I tried to explain the next day but no one wanted to believe. As always. Whatever I say, it must be a lie. Why? Because I'm not from their country. What isn't pure is a lie. At least, that's what I feel whenever I try to talk.<br />
<br />
Maybe my 'derealizing' stems from that event and from my complexes. Or it's the stress. Or maybe it's a mix of all.<br />
<br />
Even now I can't feel. My hands are numb, my face is numb, the pain is dull and my eyes ache. The darkness of my eyelids that saved me so many times before is just as uneral now. I can still see through the darkness. I can still see the lies I have built up.<br />
Though I wonder - I keep on repeating that I'm lying, but what did I lie about?<br />
About my own person? About who I really am? About my gender, my age, my personality?<br />
I'm not sure. Perhaps it's the question "How do you do" that I lie about.<br />
<br />
"How do you do?"<br />
"Just like always."<br />
<br />
But it's the truth.<br />
I feel like always.<br />
<br />
A dull, throbbing something that's slowly emerging through the darkness. It's a feeling I can't shake off. <br />
<br />
Ah, and there's another thing that bugs me.<br />
<br />
You see, 'Llama'. I've seen this word many times now and kind of figured out my own meaning; but I'm not sure in which context you should use it. When someone is acting all selfpitying? When someone's being an attention whore?<br />
I'm really confused, to be honest >_>' I try as much as possible not to be whiny, but people can't always do that, no? It's just that a few whine more than they should, even whining and bitching at the smallest thing. They portray themselves as the victim and literally beg for pity.<br />
Now that's what I call a 'Drama Llama'. An attention whore. Someone who never grew up emotionally, attaching himself to others, hoping for mental coaching and praising he will never get.<br />
But... I'm so confused. Really, really confused.<br />
<br />
God, it's just a single thing, but it really... kind of... pisses me off. Pisses me off because I cannot comprehend how, in any way, the two things are connected and why one should be called a whiny, bitchy attention whore.<br />
It seriously pisses me off when I don't understand.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 02:53:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Let's get that entry off the front page, shall we?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>*scratch*</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 08:45:38 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, so, Birthday went well. There's another one coming up... >_>''<br />
School... Don't like to talk about it.<br />
Friends? I don't care about them anymore. At least, they don't. I'm just a toy for them.<br />
Stories - no inspiration. And I have to write 3 articles >__<'<br />
Overall... I'm tired, but I don't want to go to bed yet...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Pens and stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 02:11:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ahh, so much to recap, I'm not even sure where to begin.<br />
<br />
Today school begun, it pretty much made me cry inside. I was barely able to listen or participate, but nevermind... I never really liked school much and I'm doing this just for my own satisfaction (whatever... I cannot express my thoughts on english)...<br />
<br />
Tomorrow's the birthday of my mum~<br />
<br />
My pens all turned out to be the wrong ones, which means that I have to go shopping again x_x' And the paper isn't the right one, it seems... The ink just bleeds out and destroys my sketch T__T<br />
I need thin, fine ones... And a good ink well D:<br />
<br />
What else~<br />
<br />
Oh yeah, the story. I haven't decided on a title yet. Titles I'm peering at:<br />
"Zerbrochene Spieluhr"<br />
"Paperheart ladies"<br />
"Red ink Fairytale"<br />
<br />
Suggestions? D:<br />
*is gonna look at the pictures<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Part II</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 08:45:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FINALLY. FINALLY, AFTER GODKNOWSHOWLONG I HAVE FINISHED<br />
<br />
I can actually see my floor now. And my bed. And a table. I never knew I had a table o_o<br />
<br />
Percentage: 20 %<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>The nigh' before Hallowe'en</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 05:19:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate cleaning my room. Not because it's dirty, not because it's boring, but because there is so much stuff in my room. In just half a year there's so much paper that accumulates; things I scribbled down and threw into the corner of my room. There's so much valuable stuff in there (storylines, characters, lyrics etc.) and the rest is just... absurde. I really don't know what happens to me when I'm "out of it", este, putting myself into a 'trance' where I just start scribbling to give a vent to my feelings. It's so strange and weird and simply... morbide. So much negative stuff. So much stuff that sent down shivers my spine.<br />
<br />
There are a lot of strange strips, too. There's something that looks like "The Tell-Tale Heart" of Poe. Told by a girl. As usual.<br />
<br />
Momentary Percent of "To do": 1 %<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Good-Bye Miss Sad Face</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 03:11:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've finally finished a short story, Good-Bye Miss Sad Face. It's being read by miyu right now, then I'll send it to the mod <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" /> Let's see if I will win or lu(l)z.<br />
<br />
I'll begin devis story soon o:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Thoughts</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 22:14:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ How should I start this?<br />
<br />
In my mind, there is a collection phrases and thoughts I want to say; together, they make sense, they are so fitting to what I really mean, but how should I start? It has no real start or end.<br />
<br />
Whenever I read something, I want to feel. I want to be able to imagine and find myself in another world. Because I want that, I write in that way - or at least, I try to. I try to convey images and emotions by means of words only, no illustrations whatsoever. I want to challenge the mind and the imagination. <br />
<br />
I try to create another reality that can be seen as a memory from long ago, like a second world we can into whenever we want to. So far, I have created two worlds, each with their own rules and laws; they are Wonderlands in which everything is possible.<br />
I think through this, my imagination has grown - I can now manage to control visualizations in my mind, but as of now I am too scared to project this 'images' on to the real world (a.k.a. hallucinations). It's just to risky; who knows, maybe I cannot control the power of imagination and I start tripping all the way.<br />
<br />
Back to where I started, it's somewhat something like that I want to create. Or rather, do. Characters come to life and tell me their story, I write it down as accurately as possible and let you read their lives.<br />
<br />
But then, I ask myself - what is the use of this? Writing and experiencing are two different things. When writing, you describe and narrate, all boring things - when experiencing, it just... happens. Maybe that's what I want to do. Writing stories that just happen. Things that come alive in your mind while you read, like small movies (I hate that description), and when you read once again it comes more to life, it becomes more natural.<br />
<br />
I think that's also the reason why I love open-ended stories, or stories that end with a bitter(sweet) note. It's just the way it is. Once you wake up in your mind, you manage to wake up that entity, that presence that is in you - you experience the world in a new light. Trust me. Sometimes the world may seem bleak and you want to return to become part of that bleakness again, but then...<br />
You just realize that there is something more than what you perceive. Maybe the things you see are just a translation of what you feel and hear. It's a wonder, this feeling - 'feeling'. There are no words for it. And that's what I try.<br />
<br />
You see - there is no beginning. There is no end. It all is a cycle.<br />
It's always beginning, it's never ending...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Arrrgh</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 23:35:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A.... Argh... ....<br />
<br />
I ate too many pockys and hit my hand on the corner of my table... Right where the fleshy part is... While picking up a pocky... orz<br />
<br />
God, it hurts so much. But you know what the funny part about it is? I actually thought about WRITING a story - about that incident. I'm seriously starting to wonder if I'm screwed up in the head.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>*le sigh*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2007 21:42:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have been crying yesterday the whole time, even when I went to sleep, but I'm feeling better now. Sucks to be a girl. But whatever, at least I get to have an excuse for as why I like cute girls.<br />
BECAUSE I'M WEIRD. ^_^<br />
<br />
So, um. I have to go offline to study, but I don't want to.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Quiz</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 09:50:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1.Your name?<br />
<br />
Blueberry Marmelade / Alice / Mana / etc.<br />
<br />
2. Age?<br />
<br />
About 6, I think?<br />
<br />
<br />
3.Where are you living?<br />
<br />
Papertown, Melancholyland, Neverland. Sometimes I go back into that square room.<br />
<br />
4. Favourite Game?<br />
<br />
Rule of Rose, Fatal Frame, Silent Hill, American McGee's Alice, Kingdom Hearts, Command & Conquer series<br />
<br />
<br />
5. Favourite Band?<br />
<br />
Regina Spektor, Imogen Heap, Frou Frou, Emilie Autumn, Kana, capsule, The Cure, Sigur RÃ³s, BjÃ¶rk, Samsas Traum, Ali Project, refio, kukui<br />
<br />
6. Favourite Anime?<br />
<br />
Rozen Maiden, Serial Experiments Lain, Haibane Renmei, Ichigo Mashimaro<br />
<br />
7. Straight, Bi or Lesbian?<br />
<br />
None. I do not love people based on gender.<br />
<br />
8. Eyes?<br />
<br />
Mishmash of green, grey, yellow and brown.<br />
<br />
9. Hair?<br />
<br />
Darkbrown.<br />
<br />
10. Skin?<br />
<br />
White.<br />
<br />
11. Weakness?<br />
<br />
Cute girls, cute things, frilly things, Lolitas, Moe, paintings, books, cds<br />
<br />
12. Favourite anime character?<br />
<br />
All the characters from Rozen Maiden <3, Miu from IM, Lain from SEL <3<br />
<br />
13. Favourite Videogame character?<br />
<br />
All the characters from RoR, Fatal Frame and Alice.<br />
<br />
14. Style?<br />
<br />
Classic, casual and slowly approaching the Classic Lolita style. ^^<br />
<br />
15. Favourite place to visit?<br />
<br />
A cathedrale, most preferably in winter.<br />
A school.<br />
A graveyard.<br />
A carneval.<br />
<br />
16. Favourite part of your body?<br />
<br />
My wrists. I do not like the idea of suicide, but I love the thin skin at the wrists. I seriously check out the wrist of every girl I like. They think it's strange but they know I'm strange anyway~<br />
<br />
17. What do you fear?<br />
<br />
I won't tell you.<br />
<br />
18. Have you ever been kissed?<br />
<br />
No. Only in my dreams, by Vermillion.<br />
<br />
19. Dislikes?<br />
<br />
Egoistic people, arrogance, ignorance, stupidity. I won't tell you the rest.<br />
<br />
20. Do you ever have dirty thoughts?<br />
<br />
Why of course.<br />
<br />
21. Have you ever painted your nails black?<br />
<br />
I prefer cheerful colours.<br />
<br />
22. Are you a virgin?<br />
<br />
Yes.<br />
<br />
23. Do you want to have sex someday?<br />
<br />
No.<br />
<br />
24. Has someone ever made sexual advances on you without your permission?<br />
<br />
No.<br />
<br />
25. Are alot of people attracted to you?<br />
<br />
No. I don't like it when people are attracted to me because of face.<br />
<br />
26. Nicknames?<br />
<br />
Snow White, Snow, Snowi, little wolf, Alice, Blueberry, Puppenprinzessin (princess of dolls)...<br />
<br />
27. Missing someone at the moment?<br />
<br />
... Well, not anymore. I don't care about her anymore.<br />
<br />
28. Do you have a fetish?<br />
<br />
Moe. Lingerie. Uniforms (>_>'&#039<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />. The traditional japanese belief of beauty (snow white skin,  red lips, ebony hair)... I'm a sucker for those girls. ^//^<br />
<br />
29. Are you submissive?<br />
<br />
No, but I can be.<br />
<br />
30. Two words that describe you?<br />
<br />
Doll doll. *smile*<br />
<br />
31. Something you love to say?<br />
<br />
"Thank you and sorry."<br />
<br />
32. Favorite Songs?<br />
<br />
Samsas Traum - Ein Kater kennt den Weg<br />
Samsas Traum - Der Junge lebt im Brunnen<br />
Samsas Traum - Endstation.Eden<br />
Kana - Lolita<br />
FLCL - The Pillows - Hybrid Rainbows<br />
BjÃ¶rk - Who Is It<br />
BjÃ¶rk - I Miss You<br />
BjÃ¶rk - Pagan Poetry<br />
Regina Spektor - Lady<br />
Regina Spektor - Field Below<br />
Regina Spektor - 20 Years of Snow<br />
Emilie Autumn - Marry Me<br />
Emilie Autumn - Gothic Lolita<br />
Emilie Autumn - Opheliac<br />
Sigur RÃ³s - Olsen Olsen<br />
Sigur RÃ³s - Saeglopur<br />
Sigur Ros - GlÃ³sÃ³li<br />
All Ali Project songs<br />
All kukui songs<br />
All refio songs<br />
All capsule songs<br />
... In fact, I like all the songs I listen to. ^_^<br />
<br />
Thank you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>arg</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 05:53:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ orz<br />
<br />
Tired, tired, tired. I slep 15 hours, nonstop. I came from school and went straight to bed and slept like... like a stone. Do stones sleep?<br />
And now, I'm even more tired. Every single thing that belongs to me, every single thing in the house - I hid them in my room. So my Mother won't get angry again.<br />
<br />
I want to sleep.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sleep walk</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 02:35:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Whenever my alarmclock starts chiming I wake up with a start, crawl out of the bed, turn it off and crawl right back. I snooze for another hour before my mother wakes me up. I then walk into the living room, find my usual place and continue to sleep for another hour. That leaves me 30 minutes to eat (but I usually just gobble down the food while I'm still half asleep), do my morning toilettries,  put on my uniform, etc.<br />
I manage it, sometimes it takes a bit longer. But I always manage to get out of the house in the last second.<br />
<br />
I'm not happy with that kind of lifestyle. I tried to go up when the alarm clock rings (4:45). Didn't work. I managed to sleepwalk to the bathroom, I switched on the light, stared at myself at the mirror - and I don't know if it was my horrendous face or because I was so tired - I simply went back to bed.<br />
Never again. I never dreamed so vividly in my life. It scared the hell out of me. I always dreamed that I was getting up and going to the bathroom, always with different results. And I seriously thought it was all real.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow I'll force myself to wake up, even if it means that I'll shower with my clothes on.<br />
<br />
It's hard if you have no self-discipline.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>tiredtiredtired</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Oct 2007 03:34:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I should be offline. I SHOULD be. It's just that I'm too lazy to stand up, turn off the PC and go and study. I want to study. I want to give my best and everything, but, I'm just so exhausted. I think I've done too much, now I'm suffering from my pride. I'm a beggar trapped in a tower and no one will come and save me. No one but myself.<br />
<br />
People hate me, I can feel it. I can feel it with all my guts. But maybe I'm just paranoid. F*cking paranoid. Maybe that's it.<br />
<br />
Maybe it's just because I'm too proud to even talk to someone. But who cares? I don't. No one does.<br />
<br />
No one at all.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Awful...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 02:50:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel so empty again. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. My words dry out, like dead fishes on a riverbank, rotting away in silence. I want to go away but I lack the energy to even stand up and defend myself from the stress of the world - I lack the energy to do anything at all.<br />
Then there is this strange ... I don't know, I can't imagine anymore. Perhaps it's because of the vitamins I drink. Maybe it's because of the vitamins I drink. Yes, I'm doing better in school - in fact, I can memorize stuff by just reading it a few times - but I can't remember... other stuff.<br />
I'm derealizing, that's what's happening. Derealizing and I can't stop it. I'm all alone in my body and there's no one listening. Yet I can't stop the thought that I can talk into other people's mind.<br />
I mean, crazy people don't know that they are crazy, right? And I ain't crazy, because I am thinking that I'm crazy.<br />
<br />
Crap.<br />
<br />
I talk to people and no one ever listens. No wonder I'm so f*cked up.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Sucked out</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 02:32:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ feel so sucked out today. as if every inch of energy i ever had has been stolen from me, thrown down the river and never to be found again<br />
thought about fishes today. if they could skate on frozen seas. bet they wouldn't like it too much, though - but i'm not sure if they can smell. i should read that up once. i'm not even sure if they can hear or taste.<br />
fishes. i wonder if they are numb.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>*whistles*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 01:10:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I'm gonna jump over my own shadow and just upload something. Actually, I'm pretty paranoid, that's why I did not upload a single thing. ... Actually, there isn't much to upload. I don't like showing off my written work, and my drawings aren't scanned in. But... what the hell...<br />
<br />
I dreamt about 'him'. It's freaky. I don't even really like him... It's just... I don't know. I don't know what he thinks about me and what he wants. I don't know who he likes and why the hell he... gets on my nerves. It's frustrating, really. I can't stop staring at him. And I know that he likes someone else, that, no, I don't actually know that, but I get the feeling that he's always staring beside me.<br />
... Argh. I want to forget this feeling. It hurt me many times. But it's partially my own fault. I tend to believe in illusions.<br />
There have been many illusions so far.<br />
<br />
Perhaps this is another one.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Stupidity...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 21:24:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't believe myself... My playlist is on random - the thing is, I nearly skip all the songs. I don't like any of them anymore. They get on my nerves. They irritate me. They are worn out. I know every single utter by heart, know every sound. Their meanings are so worn out. I can't understand what I liked about them.<br />
But it's just my phase, it's always like this... About next week I will be listening to the songs again...<br />
<br />
But it's strange. Ever since I started listening to Sigur RÃ³s I don't like other music anymore.. *laughs*<br />
I'm weird, I know. But I guess it's better off this way. There will be a time when even the heavenly music will sound worn out and old.<br />
<br />
By the way, I made an ID, but I'm not sure if I should upload it... ... What the hell.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>The snoring giant...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 06:38:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And ... It rained today, yesterday and on Saturday.<br />
<br />
Now the giant has fallen asleep and is snoring away. I wish you could hear it - it's really loud and somewhat annoying, and yet... it's beautiful. The frogs really know how to sing, don't they...? So monotonous, but still it's so... pretty.<br />
<br />
I wonder what will make the giant stop snoring...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>Dragonflies</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 06:35:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Thinking about Dragonflies, I saw a lot of them today in the skies. They were dancing about, alluring me with their meaning and metaphors; it was kind of sad because I could not give my whole attention to them, but... I guess as long as they are inside of me, inside my head, I shouldn't be... sad.<br />
... When I went home a squished Dragonfly was lying beside the road. No one cared for him. I crouched down to the beautiful thing... It was heartbreaking.<br />
I wonder if in that moment someone tried to catch a Dragonfly...?<br />
Don't they know that you'll always hurt those little creatures...?<br />
Just like dreams. They seem beautiful, but once in your hands, they fall apart.<br />
<br />
It's sad. It really is.<br />
<br />
... When did I become so realistic?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~princess-of-dolls</author>
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                <title>*sigh*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 02:46:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am so stressed out... The last few weeks... no, scratch that. The school year, as of now, has been so tiring. I'm always running to one place to another, trying to satisfy all and everyone around me, keeping my grades up, trying to be friendly to everyone. I know, it's the decision I chose, but I didn't think it would be so hard. <br />
<br />
But now that I have started I... can't seem to stop. I have to work harder. Further. Give my best and prove to them all what I can do. I don't want to lose and give up - I have never been that way. That is why I didn't quit the cheerdance even though there's still the Journalism thing goign on. Even though I'm in the Glee Club (a.k.a. lousy school choir), even though I have tons of projects that are waiting to be done. I just have to work, I need to work. I need to do something or I'll go crazy. Is this being a 'workaholic'? Is it the beginning of it?<br />
<br />
I'm so grateful that the cheerdance is completed now. All we have to do is to perform it on Wednesday. And then, the Feature Article. Cyber Journalism. If I manage to write it better than my last articles, then perhaps I will go to the ... was it nationals? Because the last time was the cluster conference. I'm so confused.<br />
Actually, I don't really want to write FAs. I hate facts.  But I started this and I don't want to give up.<br />
<br />
I have to continue and face my life. I can't live in the past forever.<br />
<br />
DarkDevi, I hope I can start the story soon! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=(" title="=( (Sad)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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