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                <title>*cracks knuckles*</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2007 20:41:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Alright, it's time to get my butt in gear! I've cleaned out some stuff from my DA gallery, and I gots to start throwing in some o' my new shtuff~! It's starting to get embarrassing in here. >_>;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Fruit Explosion!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 00:12:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so tired that I'm hallucinating...=__=<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Ass Floss! Chi-ching!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 03:24:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's 6am, and Kim and I are still in the 2nd year studio. We're pumped full of red bull and random pieces of fruit. We're almost done! YES! I can almost taste the tinsel off mah plastic christmas tree! ....eww...<br />
<br />
I finished some key frames and shall throw in some in-betweens later, but for now I'm just waiting a little bit 'til Kim's done with the chocobos. ^^ We're gonna escape later with the rest of the asian club (we're asian on the inside, shhh..) to go karaoking!!! Yay~! <br />
<br />
Man I'm sleepy @_@ and hungries for some munch'ems and crunch'ems...>_><br />
<br />
..I think Kimmy's brain cells just stopped... <_<<br />
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Kim: They stopped a while ago! XD<br />
<br />
Oh snap... O_o;;;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Ass Floss!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 03:12:48 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Penis, bake me a pancake.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2006 00:21:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Skam baked me a green cake with a dislexic message of "Blah Happy!" (translation: Happy Bday!) and a purple Jigen on it. *hiccup* I'm so sleepy =__= *hiccup* <br />
<br />
....dammit! Hugh ate Jigen's face!!! >_<<br />
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Ben: Uhm, how fresh are those ice cubes? o_o<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Totally Life-like!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 19:32:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Skam's been planning to have mad orgies with disgruntled midgets once a week. -__-<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Long Underwear</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 09:01:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I gots the flu and I feel like poo...crap, this is turning into a nursery rhyme....<br />
<br />
Got two auditions for student films today, hope I get the parts but my cold could be a negative factor in all this. Dammit! *coughs* I wanna get the net soon 'cause this whole on again, off again relationship I'm having with Bill Gates' baby just isn't cutting it... <br />
<br />
-__-;<br />
<br />
...forgive me, I'm not making much sense today....@_@<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Mayers-Briggs Test</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 10:32:20 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving<br />
by Marina Margaret Heiss<br />
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Profile: ENFP<br />
Revision: 3.0<br />
Date of Revision: 25 Feb 2005<br />
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[The following comes partially from the archetype, but mostly from my own dealings with ENFPs.]<br />
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General: ENFPs are both "idea"-people and "people"-people, who see everyone and everything as part of an often bizarre cosmic whole. They want to both help (at least, their own definition of "help") and be liked and admired by other people, on bo th an individual and a humanitarian level. They are interested in new ideas on principle, but ultimately discard most of them for one reason or another.<br />
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Social/Personal Relationships: ENFPs have a great deal of zany charm, which can ingratiate them to the more stodgy types in spite of their unconventionality. They are outgoing, fun, and genuinely like people. As SOs/mates they are warm, affectionate (l ots of PDA), and disconcertingly spontaneous. However, attention span in relationships can be short; ENFPs are easily intrigued and distracted by new friends and acquaintances, forgetting about the older ones for long stretches at a time. Less mature ENFPs may need to feel they are the center of attention all the time, to reassure them that everyone thinks they're a wonderful and fascinating person.<br />
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ENFPs often have strong, if unconvential, convictions on various issues related to their Cosmic View. They usually try to use their social skills and contacts to persuade people gently of the rightness of these views; his sometimes results in their negle cting their nearest and dearest while flitting around trying to save the world.<br />
Work Environment: ENFPs are pleasant, easygoing, and usually fun to work with. They come up with great ideas, and are a major asset in brainstorming sessions. Followthrough tends to be a problem, however; they tend to get bored quickly, especially if a newer, more interesting project comes along. They also tend to be procrastinators, both about meeting hard deadlines and about performing any small, uninteresting tasks that they've been assigned. ENFPs are at their most useful when working in a group w ith a J or two to take up the slack.<br />
<br />
ENFPs hate bureaucracy, both in principle and in practice; they will always make a point of launching one of their crusades against some aspect of it.<br />
Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving<br />
<br />
by Joe Butt<br />
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ENFPs are friendly folks. Most are really enjoyable people. Some of the most soft-hearted people are ENFPs.<br />
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ENFPs have what some call a "silly switch." They can be intellectual, serious, all business for a while, but whenever they get the chance, they flip that switch and become CAPTAIN WILDCHILD, the scourge of the swimming pool, ticklers par excellence. Som etimes they may even appear intoxicated when the "switch" is flipped.<br />
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One study has shown that ENFPs are significantly overrepresented in psychodrama. Most have a natural propensity for role-playing and acting.<br />
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ENFPs like to tell funny stories, especially about their friends. This penchant may be why many are attracted to journalism. I kid one of my ENFP friends that if I want the sixth fleet to know something, I'll just tell him.<br />
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ENFPs are global learners. Close enough is satisfactory to the ENFP, which may unnerve more precise thinking types, especially with such things as piano practice ("three quarter notes or four ... what's the difference?") Amazingly, some ENFPs are adept at exacting disciplines such as mathematics.<br />
<br />
Friends are what life is about to ENFPs, moreso even than the other NFs. They hold up their end of the relationship, sometimes being victimized by less caring individuals. ENFPs are energized by being around people. Some have real difficulty being alone , especially on a regular basis.<br />
<br />
One ENFP colleague, a social worker, had such tremendous interpersonal skills that she put her interviewers at ease during her own job interview. She had the ability to make strangers feel like old friends.<br />
<br />
ENFPs sometimes can be blindsided by their secondary Feeling function. Hasty decisions based on deeply felt values may boil over with unpredictable results. More than one ENFP has abruptly quit a job in such a moment.<br />
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Functional Analysis:<br />
Extraverted iNtuition<br />
<br />
The physical world, both geos and kosmos, is the ENFP's primary source of information. Rather than sensing things as they are, dominant intuition is sensitive to things as they might be. These extraverted intuitives are most adept with patterns and connections. Their natural inclination is toward relationships, especially among people or living things.<br />
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Intuition leans heavily on feeling for meaning and focus. Its best patterns reflect the interesting points of people, giving rise to caricatures of manner, speech... ]]></description>
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                <title>Soldier Monkey wants YOU!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 19:40:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Skam did a tarot reading on me, and the result was that Ben was going to give me a discount at future shop. =___=<br />
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Skam: Spuuuuud, didn't I just kick you out..?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Fairy Princess Germ</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 21:42:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Spud: "Okay, who peed in the pool...?"<br />
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Skam: "ME! .......wait...I..uh.....I WAS YOUNG AND STUPID!!!"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Salmon Thanksgiving!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 19:08:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so hungry...=___=<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>I miss my mummy ;_;</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Sep 2006 20:05:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Chosen ones! Roll your socks down twice! Your lives, nay, your very souls are at stake!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>White Trash Fantasy</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 13:21:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sniffles* The Spudlit is sicky-poo at last, after much fighting and now...<br />
<br />
....the flu spores have finally pillaged and raped my sinuses -__-;<br />
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(Skam and I are on good terms again, so don't worry guys! ^^)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>There goes the carpet...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Sep 2006 12:54:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Skam's been releasing flu spores all over the house the past couple o' days, first they took down Hugh, and eventually me, leaving only Sarah to fight off the invasion. =__=;<br />
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I've been updating my DAjournal regularly, haven't I? O_o; ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Be a good girl, not a nice girl.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 13:35:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Continuing on my vast and wonderous journey through my old stuff; I found a series of stories I started writing during my last year of Immaculate.<br />
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...damn I was good -__-; ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 13:34:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[  ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>It's a matter of life and drunk!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 10:51:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Scared the begeezus outta myself over the weekend; was going through a lot of old art I used to look at back in highschool and found this manga artist that I used to obsess over back in the day. One day I just saved a whole lot of his files from a site I found without even lookin' at what I was saving and HOLY CHRIST.....<br />
<br />
.....it was porn porn and more porn T_T;<br />
<br />
.....I mean, GOD FORBID I should die anytime soon and someone goes on my computer and finds all that shiz >_>;<br />
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I mean, the ecchi stuff were cute, some of them, but then I found a plethora of lesbians orgies! What the heck?! o_O ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Thumb a ride to the looney bin</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 12:29:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .....I shouldn't be having a crush on my life drawing teacher -__-; ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>A private love letter from my mustache to me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 13:51:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Any of you watched 'The Wickerman' yet? If you haven't, then GOOD! <br />
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..don't watch it...<br />
<br />
That movie filled me with so much unbelievable rage that I began to harbour and plan out such thoughts as: invading a feminist class and punching each and EVERY one of them in a row and then hoping to god that they all drowned in a tub of their own period. -_-<br />
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"Killing me won't bring back your honey! OH MY GOD! MY LEGS! YOU BROKE MY LEGS!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>War of Sir John's Nose! (First Tarboo Revolution)</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jul 2006 17:09:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ HENCE FORTH I CALL YOU OUT TO BATTLE, BYOOTCH! ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Character Meme - stolen XD</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Mar 2006 17:29:11 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1) What's your character's name? Tayten Latrommi<br />
2) How old is he/she? 14<br />
3) Is your OC a boy or girl? Bwoy<br />
4) What's his/her race? Werewolf<br />
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Appearance:<br />
1) If this character were to suddenly become part of the 3D world, and ended up in a heavily-populated area, how many stares would he/she get? Looks human on a general basis (except on those special nights). He might get some glances 'cause he's albino, but that's nothing too special. ^^<br />
2) Is your character considered normal in his/her own world? I'd say so, however, there are a lot of common misconceptions about werewolves in his world. <br />
3) What would be his/her most recognizable feature(s)? Albino. One red and one black eye.<br />
4) Would you consider your OC as attractive? I think he's cute! Just a little too young for me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /> <br />
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Personality:<br />
1) Temper: Mischievous. Prankster. Loves attention. Does things without thinking. Dense at times. Moody. Untrusting. Short-tempered.<br />
2) Does your character ever get depressed? He has issues with his family.  <br />
3) Leader or Follower? Follower (much to his denial of it)<br />
4)What is the main aspect of his/her personality? His playful sense of mischief.<br />
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History:<br />
1) Does your OC have a family of any sort? They ignore that he exists most of the time and sends him to boarding school to get him out the way. ^_^<br />
2) Is your character out on his/her own? That's kind of an on and off situation. He had his twin for a while, but then he died. Then he had a gang leader, who was expelled forever and ever and ever for various reasons. And now he's busy following around this creepy green guy...T__T;  <br />
3) Has he/she encountered any traumatizing events? His twin was a major loss for him, especially under the circumstances that it happened in. <br />
4) What was probably the best time in his/her life so far? When he somehow, strategically managed to paint a woman's naked torso on one side of the school building. Good times. XD<br />
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Romance:<br />
1) Single? Yah.<br />
2) Has your OC developed any romantic relationships? Not yet. <br />
3) Virgin? Sadly so... ._.; <br />
4) Does your character like flirting? I guess flirting for him is...picking on people almost constantly as a means to get their attention.   <br />
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Symbolism:<br />
1) What animal would you associate your OC with? A puppy! XD The kind that will spitefully piss on your carpet and then eat your shoes 'cause you left him alone for too long. -__-; <br />
2) Musical Instrument? Drums!!!<br />
3) Element? Fire.<br />
4) Planet? Mars. <br />
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Showing the Love:<br />
1) Do you draw your character? Not as much as I should, I usually leave it up to Kat to draw him 'cause she's 100% better at it than I am. ;_;<br />
2) Do you write about him/her? Alot! <br />
3) Do you use him/her in any rpgs? as in like mmorpgs? ....hmm...I roleplay with him, but what's a mmorpg?<br />
4) What other ways have you appreciated your OC? Constantly daydreaming and thinking up things to add to the story he's from. <br />
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<br />
RANDOMIZE!<br />
1) Is your character wanted for anything? Vandalizing mainly, but also for a couple other things that you're not supposed to do according to the student handbook.  <br />
2) What are three weaknesses in him/her? His lack of thought in most situations, consequences almost never crossing his mind. (I think there's a term used for that) His attention neediness also causes him to do most of the things he shouldn't. And thirdly, ADD! <br />
3) Strengths? Loyal 'til it hurts. Loving towards those who treat him kindly; and protective to the point of almost killing himself over those he cares for most.<br />
4) Does your OC drink or smoke (ect.)? Smokes every once in a while, a terrible habit that was sort of forced on him in the beginning. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /> <br />
5) What's one quirk about him/her? Tends to hiccup when he's scared.  <br />
6) Does your character have any phobias? Being seen naked.<br />
7) What could you do to get him/her into a blind rage? Do something to hurt his loved ones.<br />
8) Does your OC like chickens? Probably would, I don't think he's ever seen a chicken in real life. Knows what they are of course, eats his kfc and what have you, but has never actually 'seen' them running around.<br />
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The Final Question:<br />
What would you consider your relationship with your character to be like? Like all my characters, he's a part of me. I originally created him to represent the angry side of my personality, but the more I worked on him, the less violent he became and he mellowed out to more of a highschool punk. I luffs him to pieces! X3 ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Gawd Dammit!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 20:14:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Next time Gadget....next time!!!! <br />
<br />
Kat tagged me... -__-; <br />
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A - Available?: For wha...? o_o<br />
A - Age: Forgot -__-<br />
A - Annoyance: People who don't listen. Ignorance. Liars. Backstabbers. Users. Selfish people. <br />
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B - Best Friends?: I can count 'em on one hand! ^^<br />
B - Bar: If it's Irish, I'm so in!<br />
B - Birthday?: November 13th! <br />
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C - Crush: Don't have one XD<br />
C - Car: Mini Van <br />
C - Cat: Tiggy, Frodo, Kitty and Shai! That's four! Four cats! Hahaha!<br />
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D - Dead Pets Name: Prefer not to...<br />
D - Dad's Name: Ronald XD<br />
D - Dog: Buffy! *squee!*<br />
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E - Easiest person to talk to: Mummy (I LOVE YOU!!!)<br />
E - Eggs: Omelette and Dry (both with soy sauce!)<br />
E - Email: fuck-you@spork.com<br />
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F - Favorite color?: Depends on my mood ^^<br />
F - Food: Something edible? o_o<br />
F - Foreign Slang: Huh? <br />
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G - Gummy Bears or Worms: Bears! <br />
G - God: He invited me to his keg party! X3<br />
G - Good Times: with my mum, family and friends.  <br />
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H - Hair Color: Afro. Dirty Blond. Under-construction.<br />
H - Height: 5'2''<br />
H - Happy: Voice Acting. Plotting.<br />
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I - Ice Cream: Always willing to try different flavours! <br />
I - Instrument: African drums. <br />
I - Idol: Scott McNeil <br />
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J - Jewelry: Bracelets and necklaces!<br />
J - Job: Hopefully Voice-Acting in Vancouver ^__^ <br />
J - Jokes: I love a good laugh XD<br />
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K - Kids: I want five! XD<br />
K - Karate: Sweet!<br />
K - Kung Fu: Super Sweet!<br />
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L - Love: Mum. Family. Friends. Animals. The Arts. Voice-acting.<br />
L- Longest Car Ride: From Ft. Lauderdale Airport to Megacon.<br />
L - Lipstick or Chapstick: Both.<br />
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M - Milk Flavor: Chocolate<br />
M - Mothers Name: Susan! (LOVES YOU!!!)<br />
M - Movie Last Watched: Brokeback Mountain.<br />
<br />
N - Number of Siblings: Five.<br />
N - Northern or Southern: Northern.<br />
N - Name: Tara.<br />
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O - One Wish: That my loved ones are safe, healthy and happy. <br />
O - One Phobia?: Death...of those I love *knocks on wood*<br />
O - Otter Pop: Is it made with real otter?! X3<br />
<br />
P - Parents, are they married or divorced: Divorced<br />
P - Part of your appearence you like best: Eyes<br />
P - Part of your Personality you like best: Insanity<br />
<br />
Q - Quick or Slow?: Quick! Hyper! Hyper! Hyper!<br />
Q - Queer or Straight?: Straight XD<br />
Q - Queen or King?: Just can't wait to be King!<br />
<br />
R - Reason to smile: Loved ones. Animals. Babies.<br />
R - Reality TV Show: I fucking hate it...T__T<br />
R - Right or Left: Left<br />
<br />
S - Song Last Heard: Lupin theme<br />
S - Season: Summer<br />
S - Series: Beck (currently)<br />
<br />
T - Time you woke up: 1:30 pm (today)<br />
T - Time Now: No watch <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..." /><br />
T - Time for bed: When my eyes start to hurt XD<br />
<br />
U - Unknown: My train of thought.<br />
U - Unicorns: I want one. <br />
U - You are?: A night-owl! X3<br />
<br />
V - Vegetable you hate: All! *hiss*<br />
V - Vegetable you love: None....<br />
V - View on Politics: Hate it...<br />
<br />
W- Worst Habit: Procrastination.<br />
W- Where are you going to travel next: Jamaica.<br />
W- What's up?: My ceiling.<br />
<br />
X - X-Rays: superman? o.o <br />
X - X-Rated: I gotta see it!<br />
X- XYZ: Now you know your ABCs next time won't you sing with me? :3<br />
<br />
Y - Year you were born: 1213<br />
Y - Year it is now: 2006?<br />
Y - Yellow?: Can I eat it?<br />
<br />
Z - Zoo Animal: FREE THE ANIMALS!!!!!<br />
Z - Zodiac: Western: Scorpio - Eastern: Ox<br />
Z - Zoolander?: XD ]]></description>
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                <title>Bada-bing-bada-boom!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 09:34:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *snoogs calender*<br />
<br />
Almost time to go visit Ren!!! I'm so hyped!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>School Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 08:36:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Shouldn't be writing this 'cause I'm gonna be late for school, but I felt like typing something for really no reason at all and I'm now just basically crapping these outta my head as I type. Can't remember what that was called....Thought Stream..? I dunno, just typing, typing, typing. And Bada-bing-bada-boom! I got words! <br />
<br />
Tata! ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Ces temps-ci</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 18:20:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Parfois je me demande pourquoi je tracasse. Je suis toujours celui faisant les appels téléphoniques. Je suis toujours celui après vos plans. Je suis toujours celui qui laisse tomber tout pour faire ce que vous voulez faire. Je suis toujours celui là quand vous avez besoin de quelque chose. Je suis toujours celui réarrangeant ma vie pour vous rendre heureux.<br />
<br />
Je suis toujours celui là quand tout qui tombe en morceaux.<br />
<br />
<br />
... mais lui n'est pas au sujet de moi, il est toujours au sujet de vous...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Merci.<br />
<br />
<br />
(And yes, if you try to translate this, it won't make sense. I did that on purpose.) ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>To save Kat's life: click 'file', then 'save as'..</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 17:54:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so Con no Baka got cancelled. Bummer. Anywho! I am now zeh PROUD owner of a 'Bad Boys of Voice 2006' CALENDER!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOHOOHOHOHOHOHHOHOH~!!!!! Each of my all time favourite voice actors are featured and have their own page for each month!!!! OMFG!!!!! *NOSEBLEEDS EVERYWHERE* <br />
<br />
~ I'm so happy <3 ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Note to Self:</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 18:02:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Drive around in parade float and throw condoms at people in the street. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Happy Birthday Tar....</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2005 21:51:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *sighs* I'm glad everyone's having a great weekend. I turn twenty today. Hooray. Best day of my life. I can't contain the overwhleming excitement and joy. <br />
<br />
Excuse me, I got painting to do... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>A letter for YOU!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 18:56:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hello,<br />
<br />
I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your chain letters over the past few years. Yes, thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of what's left of my heart for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. <br />
<br />
<br />
Because of your concern...I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. <br />
<br />
I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat faeces and urine.<br />
<br />
I no longer use cling wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.<br />
<br />
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. <br />
<br />
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day <br />
<br />
I no longer use margarine because it's one molecule away from being plastic.<br />
<br />
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.<br />
<br />
I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al-Qaeda in disguise. <br />
<br />
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Uganda, Beijing and<br />
Uzbekistan.<br />
<br />
I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.<br />
<br />
I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.<br />
<br />
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have the recipe. <br />
<br />
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St. Theresa has granted my every wish. <br />
<br />
Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. (Geez, the BIBLE did not mention it works that way!) <br />
<br />
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl in India who is about to die (for the 1,387,258th time). <br />
<br />
I no longer have any money at all. But that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special <br />
e-mail program.<br />
<br />
Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me! <br />
<br />
I will now return the favor.<br />
<br />
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200<br />
people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with<br />
diarrhea will crap on your head at 5:00pm this <br />
afternoon and the fleas from a thousand camels will<br />
infest your armpits.<br />
<br />
I know this will occur because it actually happened <br />
to a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a<br />
friend of a friend of a friend of my next-door <br />
neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's 8th husband's 2nd<br />
cousin's 3rd husband's ex-wife's mother's beautician! ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>You sir, are a grapefruit!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2005 19:45:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "A boy is interested in me and I'm not going to ignore it!"<br />
"Tar I want you."<br />
"You want me to what?"<br />
<br />
(Okay, I changed up the dialogue a bit, but it's from clone high XD) ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>God Bless Guyana!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2005 22:05:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I believe I am drunk. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>CN convention!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 22:08:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! I'm all excited!!! I'm going to cosplay as Fuu with my pal Oliver (who's gonna be Mugen) for a convention in August!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOO-HA!!!!!!! (I'm so happy!) <br />
<br />
X3 ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Category 1: Emily</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 13:42:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ While the country is on shut down; I spent my time in the hurricane at the end of the pier by the sea. Nearly got blown away a couple of times, but it was otherwise pretty nice. <br />
<br />
Went for a walk along the reef and rocks below the cliff.  <br />
<br />
Shortly afterwards, I sat by the burnt remains of a house where a woman and her boyfriend were killed years before. <br />
<br />
Also found two little birds which fell outta their nest and into the road. I put them to the side on the grass so the cars wouldn't hit them. I hope the mother finds them soon though. <br />
<br />
And the hurricane's still carrying on. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>The Story of Law</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2005 10:49:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just makes you wanna shoot yourself in the head; and then go home. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Self Love</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2005 21:19:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm guessing that the rest of ICAW has gone out tonight (Leo P isn't online --> first clue). <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Mood: Empty<br />
Listening to: About Her - Malcolm McLaren <br />
Reading: Don't Stand Too Close To A Naked Man - Tim Allen <br />
Watching: Fantastic Four ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Yah, about that...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 20:52:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well today my aunt was driving the lawnmower and cutting some grass. Realized the brakes weren't working and drove off the cliff. Luckily she fell in a tree 'cause if she didn't, it would've been a 30ft drop. Don't worry though, she's cool and filing some paperwork behind me. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Coma White</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jun 2005 08:41:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am tired of being taken advantage of. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Follow Fashion Monkey</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2005 12:02:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For those who dont know or just dont like to call: I am back in Jamaica! YES!  Been back for almost three weeks now and I have been working for the past two. (Speaking of which, I am at work right now) Its a pretty good job I find, I deal with a lot of graphics and the like. Pay isnt the greatest, but its a lot better than nothing. Feels pretty good to catch up with my friends and family too. I missed some interesting things while I was gone. <br />
<br />
Before I left Canada; I was at the Anime North Convention. Met Scott McNeil and spent two outta my three days there with him. He is an awesome guy and I have been keeping in touch with him over the email. I told him that I was starting animation in September at Sheridan and he says that he might sneak in a voice or two into my final year animation if I wanted. *grins*<br />
<br />
WAH! Gotta go! ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Pumpkinhead</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2005 19:14:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm so lonely. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Packing for the pilgrimage</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 16:50:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's not what SPUD can do for YOU, but  what YOU can do for SPUD. Cause what  can SPUD do for YOU? Nothing!!!  Absolutely nothing!!! <br />
<br />
XD ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Sleeping</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2005 12:15:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just got back to Oakie from my dad's  place this weekend. Been sleeping since  thursday, and it was a damn good sleep.  Gotta start packing to go to my Auntie  Moyn's house now. Hopefully I'll get to  go to Markham with Ko and the guys  tuesday. (I needz to get out.) <br />
<br />
Hm, also need to pick up a few things  from school. Find the Western Union on  Speers. Mail my acceptance thingy. What  else..? Oh yeah! Skam got back to  Halifax safely, I'm glad. ^^  <br />
<br />
*coughs* <br />
<br />
I also had a strange dream that my dog  tag broke off from the collar and fell  to the ground. Don't know what that  means. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>FREEDOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 08:47:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *Smears blue war paint on her face*<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/relaxed.gif" alt="Relaxed" title="Relaxed" /> Relieved<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Raindrops keep falling on my head - BJ Thomas<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The back of a milk carton<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas<br /><br />Well, I'm finally finished my work for  the school year. Feels weird though. I  feel like I have something to do, but  just don't know about it. <br />
<br />
Hmmmmm <br />
<br />
*scratches nonexistant beard  thoughtfully*<br /><br />So how about those invisible cows, eh?<br />
<br />
Karl: They shit on my lawn... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>My face hurts...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 16:41:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Paintings everywhere.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sick.gif" alt="Sick" title="Sick" /> Feverish, Groggy<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Goofy Goober Rock - Spongebob<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The prescription of my meds.<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas<br /><br />I think I've lost my voice. My nose is  agonizing. My legs hurt. My grammar is  bad. <br />
<br />
I need food.<br /><br />So how about those invisible cows, eh?<br />
<br />
Karl: They shit on my lawn... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>I made a log outta wood</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2005 21:21:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And then I said, "No, no. I'm pretty  sure that that's an apple."<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sick.gif" alt="Sick" title="Sick" /> Feverish<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Surfacing - Slipknot<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Naruto vol. 6<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Spongebob the movie<br /><br />Well school's ended and after much lack  of food & sleep; I've finally caught a  fever! Three cheers for dellusion!  Three up and two more to buy! Yeshum!  And I shall keep Spike Spiegel in his  packaging 'cause he looks pretty in it.  Oooo, he even comes with cigarettes. I  really feel like a sack of shit; so  how's your fertilizer? Spongebob  Squarepants! I neeeeeeeeeeeedz to eat  mah pasta! Linguinie, you'll never make  it in this town with the two of us  here. First, you must get your own  smiley face mug. Then maybe I'll  consider it. Bubble, bubble, toil and  trouble. Where'd my pants go? Achoo!  Ish blood! <br />
<br />
...that's not good... 0_o<br /><br />So how about those invisible cows, eh? ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Model</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 17:28:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Model walks in.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brainless.gif" alt="Brainless" title="Brainless" /> Don't give a shit<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Sweet Home Alabama - Lynard Skynard<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: KLIMT<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Revenge of the Last Ninja<br /><br />"Alright kids, we're gonna try  something a little different today,  okay? YOU take off YOUR clothes, and  I'll draw yah." XD<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Kabuki?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 15:04:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had a dream last night.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" alt="Apathetic" title="Apathetic" /> Don't give a shit<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Sway - Coal Chamber<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Dictionary<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Catsoup<br /><br />I dreamt that there were these men  wearing old japanese masks; the kind  they'd wear in a traditional play of  sorts.<br />
<br />
They had either cards or pieces of  paper set out in front of me. Each  representing a different way that I was  going to die. they told me to choose  one, and I did.<br />
<br />
But I don't remember what it was I  chose.<br /><br />What did it mean? ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>I got into animation...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2005 21:56:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I know you don't believe in me.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" alt="Apathetic" title="Apathetic" /> Don't give a shit<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Lullaby - The Cure<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Dictionary<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The Incredibles<br /><br />But it's alright, I've come to the  conclusion that on my path through  life, I've only ever got me. No matter  how much I love or hate someone; in the  end, I'm alone. <br />
<br />
You can either support me or try to  bring me down; whichever one you're  always going to be on the sidelines. <br />
<br />
My choices are made by me; and where I  walk is my own. <br />
<br />
I'm glad I got into animation. Maybe I  don't deserve it. But that's not  because you think I'm not good enough.  I just don't care what any of you think  anymore. I need no restraints. All I  need to do is work harder and prove  those who don't believe in me that I  can be what I want to be. I can be  something.<br />
<br />
In fact, I already am, and I'll try to  be better. <br />
<br />
In the end, I'm all there is for me.  And I needed to realize that.<br /><br />This is my first step, and I'm going to  make another. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>World's Tallest Lephrechaun!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2005 16:31:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Note To Self:<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" alt="Excited" title="Excited" /> Hyper<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Devil's Dance Floor - Flogging Molly<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Dictionary<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Tokyo Godfathers<br /><br />Look up and practice 'Potato Salad'  recipes.<br /><br />St. Patrick's Day this thursday guys!!!  WOOT!! ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Now that was just weird..</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 21:33:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Man, school's got me all paranoid and  jittery o_O<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/writersblock.gif" alt="Stumped" title="Stumped" /> Weird<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: The Patient - TOOL<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Experiment<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Cinema Paradiso<br /><br />Just awhile ago, I fell asleep watching  a movie with my room mate, and then I  woke up all startled and afraid and  shaking. Asking over and over again,  "What time is it? What time is it? What  time is it?" Flying off the couch and  trying to get ready to go to  school.......at 12:30 in the morning  =__=;<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>I think I'm okies now ^-^</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 15:48:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's a full moon tonight. No I'm not  looney, I just like cartoons.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt="Happy" title="Happy" /> Cheerful<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Yellow Submarine - The Beatles<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Experiment<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Cinema Paradiso<br /><br />Well, I spoke to Ko last night and I  feel pretty good about myself again.  Thanks Ko!! *hugs tightly*<br /><br />What would I do without my friends? ^__^ ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>I'm sorry Ko, I know ye said I'm not</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 20:59:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Even though ye told me I'm not annoying  Ko, I just feel that I need to rant  about it a little, just to get it outta  my system.  And I hope it works...<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" alt="Paranoid" title="Paranoid" /> Annoying<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Stand Alone Complex (opening theme)<br /><br />Maybe I just try too hard. I  dunno...but I feel like I can't stop  myself at times. Gah, I'm such a loser!  I scare boys away easily too.  Maybe  that'd explain why I'm still single.  *sighs* Whenever there's a guy I'm  attracted to, I just try so hard to  please him that I eventually feel like  I'm being a pest.  I tell myself to  stop it, but then it happens anyway.  Fuck. What the hell's wrong with me???  And when I start to think like this I  just get quiet and then I bottle all my  stupid emotions inside. Becoming so  utterly dull and boring to hang around  that not much people want to be around  me. Or at least, I feel that way...<br />
<br />
I should just stop caring about the way  I make other people feel. Become a  selfish bitch and then see if that  attracts the guys. It works for a lot  of other girls I know. -__-; <br />
<br />
Why 'do' they get all the men..?<br /><br />*sighs*<br />
<br />
....I'm so insecure..... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Maybe I'm just being moody again...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 18:06:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I should be used to this by now...<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/alien.gif" alt="Alienated" title="Alienated" /> Left out<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Wind - Akeboshi<br /><br />I feel left out again, hearing about  friends going here and friends going  there, while I'm just nowhere really.  It hurts. Then again, I could be just  overreacting like usual, but still. I  just feel so lonely to the point where  I just wanna disappear all together. I  know I can't go 'everywhere' with them,  but I...I just don't want to be  alone....<br />
<br />
I'm told to ask if I can come, but  that's not how I am. I feel weird  inviting myself places, it just makes  me feel obnoxious 'cause I wasn't  really thought of in the first place to  'be' invited. So it's almost like I'm  intruding. And I hate to be seen like  that. Maybe I'm being selfish in saying  this, but I'd rather to be invited  'cause they want me to come and not  'cause they feel sorry for me or guilty  or whatever...<br />
<br />
Nevermind...I'm just being  over-sensitive and stupid again...it  doesn't matter...<br /><br />...I'm fine.... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Correction: Forgot some things</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2005 00:19:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Needs to get:<br />
-Black arm warmers (baggy)<br />
-Black t-shirt<br />
-Black pants<br />
-Two pouches<br />
-Sword (real would be nice, but c'mon)<br />
-Straps to go across chest with sheath<br />
-Black socks (cut off toe part)<br />
-Holster<br />
-kunai<br />
<br />
Have:<br />
-Mask<br />
-Sandals<br />
<br />
Ren's helping me with:<br />
-Plastic for armour<br />
-Black bandaii headband<br />
-Wig ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>New plan: cosplay</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 23:58:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Needs to get:<br />
-black arm warmers (baggy)<br />
-black t-shirt <br />
-black pants<br />
-two pouches<br />
-sword (real would be nice, but c'mon)<br />
-straps to go across chest with sheath<br />
-black socks (cut off toe part)<br />
<br />
Have:<br />
-Mask<br />
-Sandals<br />
<br />
Ren's helping me with:<br />
-Plastic for armour<br />
-Black bandaii headband ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>More Nothing</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2005 20:12:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel like I haven't seen anyone in  awhile. It's like I'm being socially  deprived or something. It's nobody's  fault, just that it's portfolio time I  guess and everyone's busy. I've been  stuck in my house (with the exception  of school) since sunday and I'm gonna  crack. I need to go out and do  something, my room's become so  clausterphobic! I can't breathe! I  can't breathe! I can't breathe! I need  to talk to someone, I need human  contact. My brain's just so...agh, I  need people! A phone call, msn, in  person! I needz a nice long hug so bad  TT___TT I want my mummy. I miss my  mummy so much. I feel so lonely (story  of everybody's life, neh?) I want a  hug, a kiss, some kinda physical  affection, even if it's just to touch  my shoulder. Oh gawd. I want my mummy.  I want my mummy. She's so far away. I  want to go home. <br />
<br />
Mummy, I love you. ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>You couldn't drive your way out a paperbag!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 21:57:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Spent my christmas in Jamaica. I had  fun, saw loved ones, ate food and  caused great mayhem. Two weeks came and  gone. Man time flies. Back at Sheridan  now. 'Tis good to see the tribe again.  Yah guys, that's right. I haven't  forgotten you. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=)" title="=) (Smile)" /> <br />
<br />
I'm hoping to go on an adventure for  bubble tea sometime soon. Not much has  been happening at school 'cept: madness  from Ko, Niko and Andrew; walmart &  plotting world domination with  Theresea, giving Skam raspberries,  mortal kombat with Darcy in the pit,  Hieng saving my face from make-up with  face cleanser, and....I think that's it  so far...*shrugs* then again, this is  only the 2nd day of school. ^-^<br />
<br />
BUBBLE TEA AND DUMPLINGS!!! ]]></description>
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                <title>I really wanted to go...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2004 16:58:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really wanted to go out with some of  the guys tonight, been kinda down today  and I guess I wanted to get my mind off  of things. They wanted me to come too,  but there wasn't enough room in the car  so I said I'd just go home. I didn't  want to have anyone left behind 'cause  of me, ye know? I shouldn't be feeling  sad for not going, it's not like they  left me behind or anything, I just  decided to stay. Though I wish the car  had magically grew four back seats when  we go to it, but things don't work that  way I guess. Not in the real world  anywho.  <br />
<br />
...I want bubble tea.... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>No sleep for three days straight, will the Spud la</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 17:03:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ CHOCOLATE!!! OH MAH GOD! CHOCOLATE!  CHOCOLATE! CHOCOLATE!! OH MAH GOD  TT__TT *rolls around in the empty candy  wrappers and cheeks packed with  chocolate* My landlord gave me  chocolate for christmas.  Oh mah gawd,  chocolate!  Waaah and now I ate too  much too fast and feel sick *weakly  drops the lid back on the box* I'm not  even sure which kinds I ate =___= <br />
<br />
*puts on helmet*<br />
<br />
*pulls on gloves*<br />
<br />
*wraps an ultra long scarf around her  neck*<br />
<br />
*slips on cool shades*<br />
<br />
*and strikes a pose*<br />
<br />
*revs up the powerful mac 5* GO SPUD  RACER! GO SPUD RACER! GO SPUD RACER,  GOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! *a tricycle squeaks  by, then falls apart* Aaaw 6_6<br />
<br />
.....dammit... =___= ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>This is....*POP!*</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 23:48:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Waaaaaaahaaaaaaaaa!!!! There's snow  outside!!!!! Oh Mah Gawdz!!!! @___@ <br />
<br />
Ah well, at least I get to go ice  skating with Joe and her big pimpin'  ladies ^-^ ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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                <title>Why try, Spud...? You're just not cool enough...</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2004 15:44:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just another one of those times I  guess. Though how could I blame him? I  have nothing, there's nothing great or  even that extraordinary about me. I'm  just....dull....a boring old piece of  wallpaper. There's a good metaphor for  it. I try not to get in anyone's way, I  just stand back and watch I guess.  Maybe that's why the world just passes  me by, and I'm the only one who didn't  get the joke....<br />
<br />
.....but it's lonely... ]]></description>
                <author>~tarbaby</author>
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