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  <title>Crossing the Rubicon</title>
  <subtitle>Do you ever wish to go back?</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-02-23T02:32:24Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:9851</id>
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    <title>oh my kebob</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T02:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-23T02:32:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Awaken A Capella - Chariot (Gavin DeGraw cover)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so it's been such a long time since i've&amp;nbsp;posted last (not that anyone really reads my blog, but still)...and uber lots has happened since then. read shitloads of fanfics and bitched about lots of crap..as well as rejoiced over things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;THE WRITER'S STRIKE IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...it feels so good to say that. really and truly. and now..i go to comment on my favorite authors' pages...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;and i realize that i love awaken a capella. they're a choir group in UCLA. their covers are uber awesome. also, i like marie digby (go marie!!!)....&lt;br /&gt;doesn't that sound stoned for some odd reason? i think i've rambled too much.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:9578</id>
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    <title>(i laugh at how my life's) gone down the crapshack</title>
    <published>2008-02-02T05:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-02T05:53:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mulan Soundtrack - I'll Make a Man Out of You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">actually, the subject title for this entry was initially 'there's a reason why wednesday is part of the addams family'. but, hey, that's my acquired&amp;nbsp;phrase of the week, &lt;strike&gt;and it's the perfect time to get such a saying. seriously&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/strike&gt; this has got to be the crappiest week i've gotten so far. forgotten folders, broken promises, etc., etc. or so my chem teacher oh-so-famously said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wednesday, you ask? well, that's the day i forgot my computer folder. yep. with major hw inside. the kind that could make or break you. and in haste of calling home to get it, i drop half my lunch on the ground. so i had to settle with just 2 dumplings and a bunch of rice&amp;nbsp;(which, i admit, is better than nothing, but still..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tests. WHY OH WHY, PEOPLE? cramming from one oblivion into another. it's not like it's really gonna help. and then you go into that class, and what happens? the teacher postpones it or acts like you do have a test and makes you watch iRobot &lt;strike&gt;yes, jollybitch, i'm talking about your sadistic self.&lt;/strike&gt; gaah. seriously. and all these spam's shoved up my email's ass, and know what? i just want a college that will teach me well and that won't cost much. which, hey, is kinda hard to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've ranted my b.f. &lt;strike&gt;and i've written more than a hundred letters,&lt;/strike&gt; so i think i'm okay now. there's a saturday to be had and enjoyed like a normal person. i want my bones!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:9234</id>
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    <title>choose: in to burn; out to freeze</title>
    <published>2008-01-26T02:35:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-26T02:37:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Camille - Le Festin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">seriously. our building is a crapshack. i mean, i think jamestown was better off in 1607. yup. there was a freakin' fire drill today. yup. hellishly cold outside, and the admin thought it was a good idea to start a fire drill. and, as if the frost isn't enough--it was drizzling as well. of course, some of the teachers had their umbrellas and coats in their own room, but guess what? the students didn't. we had our books, sure, but MY coat was stuck in my locker. and apparently, our fire alarm's a product of the crapshack--we had a fire drill TWICE. seriously!?!?! goodness. and it was happening in one of my easiest classes. as if it can't happen at the end of the day when i have jollybitch. bad timing, stupid freaks. students should have a union.soo....between a burning building and a hypothermic surrounding, which one would you prefer to die in?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts. but hey, the computer's magic glow of radiation is a cure. well, so is fanfiction and livejournal...and hey, guess what? i got 2 really good grades in math, so i guess the day's evening itself out. oh yeah, and the school's phasing out a shitload of books, so i got myself a textbook&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;in the real world, you go dumpster-diving for basic necessities. at my school we go stairwell-seeking for books. weird, huh?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;hmmmmm.....and now i go to read fanfiction. fanfiction soothes the soul &lt;strike&gt;like ice cream soothes a fat kid.&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:9079</id>
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    <title>i rocked that hexane</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T06:16:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T06:18:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sara Bareilles - Vegas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wh0a...that sounded so nerdy....well, yeah.&amp;nbsp;'cause i'm a nerd. if you have chem, you know what i'm talking about.&amp;nbsp;ANYWAYS.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep-deprived midget typing here...sooo.....all this week, i've only gotten about 6 hrs max per night. yup. lowest:&amp;nbsp;4. so not helping my whole 'get taller' plan. dang. seriously... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm at my uncle's house. my mind's kinda&amp;nbsp;drawing a blank...so yeah.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW i remember. something special that happened per day (if i can remember). wh00t. &lt;br /&gt;monday-had this whole fire alarm thing. apparently, the fates like my algebra class...we thought it was just playing until one of the upper-ups told us to get out or else. hee...we were in the middle of a huge test too, so it made it ALL the better...stayed out there for an hour. acted like a bunch of hobos. bottom line: it was GREAT. &lt;br /&gt;tuesday-everyone's science fair was due (remember, the coward in me chickened out?) so pretty much the whole class was sleeping their way through the day. &lt;br /&gt;wednesday-eeek. nuthin that special...stayed up late (the fateful 4-hr stretch) &lt;br /&gt;thursday-big project due. kicked butt at basketball...i'm very unpredictable. &lt;br /&gt;friday-ack. just got through the day. bunch of freshmen freakin' pissed me off.....stupid fish. but that's over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY'S SATURDAY! well, not so much. but i'm gonna make the most of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MLK EVERYONE!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:8924</id>
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    <title>failure is not an option (unless success wasn't one to begin with)</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T06:24:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T06:25:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Natalie - Love You So</lj:music>
    <content type="html">we took our cousin on a little field trip. frankly, i was a bit bored--i mean, going to that place is practically a rite of passage to my town's elementary students (ngek....too many scares of sex offenders to actually name the town and landmark...hehehe..no offense to innocent people who do it with the sensible people, aka NOT defenseless victims. but that's another topic altogether). so i was kinda dozing in and out. but their tour guides are hot! i mean, ladies, if you wanna be set for life, i'd pick the guy that spouted all those facts about the main topic and basically rattled a bunch of inspired words by inspired dead people. not mine, though. you can't have him. hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for me, the real fun came when we had to eat out after the whole 'field trip' dealie. they had this karaoke machine (and you know, asians sure like their karaoke). so we start singing...pretty soon, there was another family coming in. and they grabbed the microphone after we got our food. holy crap, they sang terrible! i mean, if there's a storm passing by that town five hours from now, i'd know why. seriously. they sang oops i did it again, barbie girl...girly songs. i HATE girly. so yeah. and all i kept thinking to myself was, 'chew and swallow. chew. and. swallow.' at least the karaoke machine didn't lie.&amp;nbsp;that's all i have to say about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now my feet hurt. like hell. but it was worth it. i'm going back in a couple of days, and i have gym this semester. it's a freakin' warm up. *optimistic*&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone enjoys the rest of the break! (if you haven't already, i mean)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:8551</id>
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    <title>Happy '08!</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T07:16:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T07:16:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sara Bareilles - King Restless</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, guys *looks around at imaginary audience*. it's finally '08. happy new year, everyone (i guess i should say, first of all..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun doing all the fireworks. i got stung, and got hit by those little fire end thingies (not exactly fire, but still...). and one of the fireworks that i lit actually did a trajectory and, possibly, blew up a house the next street over, but it's still good (i'm not in my neighborhood anyway, so yeah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's resolution, you may ask? i don't really make them, but if i had to make any...i don't really know at the present moment what i'd make...be nicer to family? i don't really know. but if i had to make any wishes, it'd be for the writers' strike to end..heee. the bones fan in me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:8231</id>
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    <title>Kumukutikutitap</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T02:00:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T02:00:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gloc 9 - Pasko Na Naman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i gotta say, that&amp;nbsp;may be one of the better christmases i've spent...i got a&amp;nbsp;shitload of clothes though....*crossing fingers for laptop with&amp;nbsp;celerity-speed internet, photoshop, and really good video-editing software*..it will come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MOTHER GOT ME BONES&amp;nbsp;SEASON 1 ON DVD! yay...i love my mother. except when i tried to show it to my aunt, she tried to&amp;nbsp;freakin' steal it away from me...i&amp;nbsp;was like, 'oh, hell no...i will fight for this!' heheeee....so now&amp;nbsp;the entire household is under a segmented bones season 1 marathon (segmented because my eyes already have enough radiation&amp;nbsp;to rival the chernobyl nuclear&amp;nbsp;incident). i had to cram for a lot of stuff--knitting a scarf and writing for a comic book mostly, but it was all good. &amp;gt;heeeee&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for new year--my uncle's coming. gonna be so much fun watching him annoy the crap out of my sister. *mwahahaha*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:8090</id>
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    <title>doin' the charlie brown</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T00:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-21T00:54:13Z</updated>
    <category term="finals"/>
    <category term="christmas"/>
    <lj:music>Alvin and the Chipmunks - Christmas Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;cuz finals are officially over! yesheez, i have been studying my ASS off (and i'm pretty sure my cousin's been doing the same). and mind you, it's kinda hard when you have cousins wanting to talk to you. i mean, not being rude to them or anything, but when you need to shut your trap, you need to shut your trap. seriously. especially when the person you want to talk to has to memorize the main points of the Renaissance. but hey, i know all of my final grades except for SAT prep, and i am tellin' you, so far, it's all good. thank you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we have the big christmas party with the fam at my cousin's crib (so ghetto..) but the thing is my mother's working. which is crap. she has a life, people. and daughters that wanna be with her. damn you....(btw, if her employers are reading this, you guys are the best bosses ever. really *smiles like shirley temple with a lollipop*.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm just chillin'. no homework. the two words i have longed for. reading fanfics, watching youtube and hulu. life is good. i will make the most of my 2 weeks. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:7702</id>
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    <title>Smart-Ass Smackdown Day</title>
    <published>2007-12-01T07:10:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-01T07:10:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sixpence None the Richer - It Came Upon a Midnight Clear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yup. well, technically, it was yesterday. i just didn't get to post before midnight (but&amp;nbsp;who cares?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i basically flaunted by 'squint-y' intellect&amp;nbsp;at the main smart-ass in my class. and it felt SO good. i mean, the stupid freak won't look up the answers--he was depending on others&amp;nbsp;to give it to him (which, you know, is ok, but when you hear that annoying voice shouting out random numbers and you've only had 4 hrs of sleep, it becomes a problem). so i stood up, took my notes with me, slammed it on his desk, and read it aloud and took off with a grand exit. yup. SQUINT POWER!&lt;strike&gt; who's on top now, bitch?&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're working us hard with finals (yup. less than a month before the stinkin' finals. goodness.)&amp;nbsp;so much work to do, so much to cram into cranium, and so LITTLE time. &lt;strong&gt;it helps when you don't have a life.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;yuck. i'd rather watch bones all day. in fact, that's probably what i'm gonna do. right when i get out for the holidays, i will have a bones marathon. yupyup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that episode &lt;strike&gt;no, it's not just THAT episode, it's THE episode: santa in the slush&lt;/strike&gt; (the one where B/B kissed)....did anyone else count the steamboats? i counted eight (and on the one on fox website: 12. damn!). a whole freakin' flotilla indeed. i can't wait 'til the directors bow down to the writers' demands and just give them what they want already..</content>
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    <title>gobble gobble gobble</title>
    <published>2007-11-21T05:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-21T05:08:46Z</updated>
    <category term="thanksgiving"/>
    <lj:music>Sara Bareilles - Love Song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">as an asian, i don't normally follow the traditions of thanksgiving. we eat, but we eat asian foods. and we have families that actually talk and have a good time (not the dysfunctional kind that you see on tv or w/e). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm thankful for my friends and family, first and foremost (would you look at that alliteration?). thankful for my education, my computer....and....(you guessed it) BONES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those that have not seen tonight's bones episode, the knight in the grid, i seriously recommend you guys seeing it. it's the most kick-ass episode i have seen thus far. and apparently, i'm one of the last vultures to know of the big spoiler coming up about the next week's episode, but lemme tell you something: i actually have it as my wallpaper on the computer right now. i showed it to my mom, her mandible (jaw...bones terms...*sigh*) just dropped. yup. and it makes me all bubbly inside. heeeee....i would've uploaded another version of the blooper kiss (icon style) courtesy of &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_soonersurrender' lj:user='soonersurrender' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://soonersurrender.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://soonersurrender.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;break_free_27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; but LJ wouldn't take it--passed the 40 KB limit. frick. anyway, i cannot wait for the next episode. it's kinda weird though, that they're already airing the christmas episode in november...&lt;em&gt;(hint: FOX just settle the damn thing with the writers already, will you?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;concerning school: i've mapped out the stuff i need to do over the thanksgiving holiday/break. and by the looks of it, i don't think i'm really getting that much of a break. i mean, seriously, what is the use of a "break" if you're gonna pile shit for students to do? isn't that kinda like school at home? goodness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.. my school's executing the modern version of decimation. it's the freakin' building! i mean, one day it's cold outside and hot inside (specifically cold in stairwells, hottest at the 3rd floor and coldest at the admin offices, obviously)--with paint fumes everywhere. what are they trying to do? and then it's freezing, back to hot. i mean, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sudden change of mood* but overall, i'm happy.....BONES!</content>
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    <title>finally, a friday worth tgif-fing</title>
    <published>2007-11-17T07:59:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-18T04:10:04Z</updated>
    <category term="tgif"/>
    <category term="birthdays"/>
    <category term="stairwell"/>
    <lj:music>Sixpence None the Richer - Kiss Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yup. not our usual, 'oh-*insert expletive here*-it's-friday' day. it's an actual 'thank-goodness-it's-friday' (the difference is that the first one connotes more negatively than the other, if nobody noticed...oh crap. i'm talking thinky-like...) our computer teacher aka jollybitch, was out today, and we had a presentation about AIDS and HIV. ooh. kinda freaked me out how one of the kids in my class would not leave the topic of which condoms were the safest. doin' the nasty-nasty already....goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stairwells are abusing me. seriously. i have a bruise in my right upper arm (that's my right posterior humerus, proximal to my olecranon process of the ulna) and my shin (the good ol' right posterior tibia, superior to the tarsals)....this guy opened the door right when i was gonna go in the other side, so the handle hit my arm. then the next day, i was going up that same stairwell and i tripped on a stair--the edge went straight to my shin. still, i'm proud to wear the temporary battle scars.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a lot of birthdays this week, and of course, i mooched off whenever i could (that's what happens when you're nice to everyone)...that was nice. and for my friend, we have this tradition (started last year, when we found out it was this girl's bday and we didn't have anything to give her)--we take an apple from the school breakfast and sign it. and i gave her 25 centavos (no my poor americans, not cents. centavos. that's philippine currency)...so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;happy birthday,&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: bottom; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="17" alt="[info]" width="17" src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://yuuhi-suushi.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;yuuhi_suushi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;i'm still working on your gift. sorry sorry sorry....i'm gonna make sure i finish it in time, though...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>support the writers!</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T02:22:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T02:22:53Z</updated>
    <category term="writer strike"/>
    <category term="field trip"/>
    <lj:music>Evanescence - Call Me When You're Sober</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a word about the WGA dilemma: seriously, the writers need their credit.&amp;nbsp;whether it be in fanfiction, in youtube, in mediafire--whatever. the fans always&amp;nbsp;say&amp;nbsp;some rendition of 'this isn't mine'.&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;innovation is the reason why we have fanfics, fanvids, fanmix, fan-everything. it's not right that they don't credit for the shows that we've been so engrossed with. sure, the actors are the ones all over the promos and actually shooting people down, getting 'laid', or analyzing bones, but they wouldn't even be doing that in the first place without the writers' imagination. they're the (in my opinion) the real brains of the operation. not giving them credit for such works is unjust and just plain stupid.&amp;nbsp;wh0a. that was a lot of words. THEY'RE CUTTING BONES SHORT! i have to do something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a field trip yesterday. it was pretty fun. took a lot of pics and such. so right now, i'm getting caught up with all the news with my shows. i canNOT believe that they're stopping bones and/or moving them to friday. stupid. retarded. ack. feel like strangling someone. possibly this particularly life-sized version of french barbie. can't stand her--i wanna sew her mouth shut and yank her hair.....goodness.....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:6210</id>
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    <title>happy mole day!</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T04:16:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T04:17:23Z</updated>
    <category term="mole"/>
    <category term="tagumpay"/>
    <category term="unrequited"/>
    <lj:music>Lifehouse - Blind</lj:music>
    <content type="html">goodness goodness. today was mole day, so there was a whole bunch of stuffed moles (well, not really, more like the chem students) around school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also the birthday of the guy i like &lt;strike&gt;ooooooh.....blah-blah kissing in a tree and all that &lt;/strike&gt; ack. his girlfriend would not go away! (in case you didn't know, the girlfriend's not me...yeah. very unrequited)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very triumphant. i finished this hella long test in computer class (the teacher made us write the whole test over, questions AND answers with the actual paragraphs...stupid freak. my finger is shaking in protest (which also happens to be my middle finger. coincidence? i think not). also, there was this dude trying to borrow my notes (open-note test, thank goodness), and i was like, er, no. so yeah. resisted the temptation. boo-yeah. so far, i'm making an a in math, which is good......now i gotta kick ass on my english essay. analyze the hell out of short stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonesbonesbonesbones! i loved the episode they aired tonight! especially the last part where bones tells that psychotherapist to back off (also the beginning.."i don't believe in psychotherapy") they're very....&lt;i&gt;supercilious&lt;/i&gt; towards dr. sweets. or sweets. w/e. booth and i have the same thing about algebra--hard as heck...i think booth has that in common with every normal human being. i can't wait for the halloween episode. wonderwoman's the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, apropos, our festival's this friday! shorter classes--wh00t. especially chem and algebra. double wh00t. *squee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's being sucked into the HSM vortex as well. thank goodness we're returning the DVD back tomorrow. he personally wrote the lyrics to 'breakin' free'. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i need to go to sleep. *chanting &lt;i&gt;kaya ko 'to &lt;/i&gt; incessantly* or study. whichever comes first. (did you guys see the vocab words i used? mang, the geek is in the house!)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:5967</id>
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    <title>Jennifer Holliday's Bitch</title>
    <published>2007-10-14T02:23:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-14T02:23:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jason Wade - You Belong to Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yup. that's who i am. at the present moment. see, i've nicknamed some of my teachers (and for&amp;nbsp;their safety, and mine...my grade too). she's ms. holliday.&amp;nbsp;why, you might ask? she loves dreamgirls. the song 'and i'm telling you i'm not going' in particular. she sings it. all the time. all the time, she sings it. and not that good, either. hence, jennifer holliday. when we're quiet, doing our work, we hear...."and i am telllllllinng youuuuuuu...."....and she thinks she's&amp;nbsp;beyonce. so it's either ms. holliday or beyonce. yup. and the bad thing? she knows me. picks on me. i'm basically the 'teacher's pet'. and it SUCKS. her class is on the 3rd floor, and she has me running all over the damn school cuz she can't walk on her own&amp;nbsp;two legs. pssshhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my report card yesterday.&amp;nbsp;4.0 even. thank goodness. but i have to fight. seriously, have to fight the freakin' power. get that stupid A.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gorging myself on a melange of carbs (my french vocab word, mwahaha) and chillin' like i don't have 3 tests next week and abysmally in over my head thinking that i'd come out of this torture building they call a school. yup. but hey, i got to hang out with my best friend....first time in uber-while. tried to skateboard....even though she can't. which is fine. it's ok. i got to spend quality time with my buddy, which is WAAY better than getting a 100 on some concrete academic subject that won't respond to my troubles.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something about bones has to be mentioned. i always say something about that. THERE'S NO BONES NEXT WEEK! ARRRGGGHH! uber pissed. really uber. i think i'm uber-overdoing the word uber. yup. but still. what the hell....why the heck is there not bones next week? goodness, fox......</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:5792</id>
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    <title>don't blink, don't blink.....*blinks*. oh crud.</title>
    <published>2007-10-06T02:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-06T02:02:24Z</updated>
    <category term="crappy week"/>
    <lj:music>Kat DeLuna - Wine Up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow...about a week without leisure computer use.&amp;nbsp;i've broken my a streak. dammit. which sucks. i have&amp;nbsp;two b's now, as far&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;i know, which is just bs. hmmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bones episode. wow. this is one of my most favorite moments... (it's not verbatim, but you get the general idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam o'reilly: booth, she better be really good in bed, 'cause i don't see any reason why she should be here at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bones: i am, sir. very good. *booth looks shocked/horrified/embarrassed* but booth has no direct knowledge of that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, that seriously cracked me up. *sigh*....today was picture day at my school (hence the title) i really think i blinked. my head, "don't blink, don't blink...." then when the lights flashed, guess what the first thing i did was? ai-ai-ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched high school musical awhile ago (my sister has developed an obsession with it). i had an aversion to it, seeing that every single ever-lovin' person loves it (i tend to deviate from the flow)...it was ok, i guess...a little superficial and stereotypical about high school cliques, but still....it had nice rhythm... (please don't let some HSM fanatic chuck some cyber-brick at me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm doping up on bone-crack. yeah. reading fics, watching fanvids, the like. heeeeeee.....it's waaay better than looking at my depressing and pathetic records of my dismal IQ. (wh0a, friend, big words)....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:5424</id>
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    <title>a therapeutic carpet? bingo baby!</title>
    <published>2007-09-29T02:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-29T02:25:00Z</updated>
    <category term="carpet"/>
    <category term="ramble"/>
    <category term="exhausted"/>
    <lj:music>Fallout Boy - I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;last week of cycles ( of report&amp;nbsp;cards)&amp;nbsp;are a bitch. seriously. back-to-back tests, projects, a whole bunch of convoluted shite.&amp;nbsp;teachers pile up work upon us lowly mortals. yuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but still, i watched bones, private practice, and grey's.&lt;/strong&gt; which is probably why i had to stay up really late on those nights. for bones, it was worth it. for the others, i'm still not sure. the little subtle scenes--the transmitter thing ("why are your eyes closed?") and the coffee scene...wh00000......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is where my wonderful therapeutic carpet comes in. did you know that the carpet is a very good place to contemplate stuff? it's also very flat and cold when you're in an AC room. it kinda helped me regroup after reading about a lot about dimensional analysis...(how many people know&amp;nbsp;what THAT means?)&amp;nbsp;so yeah. BINGO BABY! (i love that saying. that and PHALANGES--vultures will get that soon enough)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhausted yet kinda hyper. i guess it's 'cause of the phalanges. yeah. now i'm gonna remember where those are. thanks, &lt;strike&gt;bones&lt;/strike&gt; dr. brennan! wheee..... ok, now i gotta read about classical greece. yeah. the coffee scene, where booth says that it's a sprint, not a marathon...'that's where the word came from'....i SO wanted to speak up (with my oh-so-nerdy self) about that...just let bones take it, i guess....wh00...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tomorrow's the FilAm picnic!&lt;/strong&gt; i feel happy, oh so happy.....gotta get me some of them lumpia...i'm bringing the pancit. so it's gonna be AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--doesn't this post make me sound like a whiny &lt;strike&gt;bitch&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;squint?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:5219</id>
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    <title>midget sophomores deserve top lockers too</title>
    <published>2007-09-22T02:18:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-22T02:18:09Z</updated>
    <category term="lockers"/>
    <lj:music>Keane - Somewhere Only We Know</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm operating on six hours of sleep. oh yeah. and i've been up since 5 this morning, little or no nap (the most was maybe 10 min) i am SO practicing for my residency. boo-yeah. not really fun, though. i'm tired as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a sucky day. i had back-to-back testing, barely enough time to study--very hectic and all that mess. &amp;nbsp;and we got our lockers&amp;nbsp;today. guess what this little bitty sophomore got? a bottom locker, on the second floor, away from my classes. yup. what good is a locker if it's not&amp;nbsp;convenient enough&amp;nbsp;to use? very tiring, very exhausting, just...ugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, TV premieres are next week! yay bones! (and maybe grey's and private practice.&amp;nbsp;i'm more enthused about the former than the 2 latter...)&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:4919</id>
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    <title>Tagumpay!</title>
    <published>2007-09-20T21:12:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-20T21:12:44Z</updated>
    <category term="algebra"/>
    <lj:music>Counting Crows- Accidentally in Love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so today i missed school. yup.&amp;nbsp;for..um...some legal stuff&lt;strike&gt;. no, i didn't kill anybody&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;and i emailed by algebra teacher to tell me&amp;nbsp;what i made&amp;nbsp;on the test (that could make or break my grade and thus condemn me to a life of greeting&amp;nbsp;Walmart customers)...oh, by the way, my progress report, i had a 71 in that class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.....*drumroll*.....i got....a &lt;strong&gt;91&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yay! (on the exam). which brings my grade up to....wait for it....an &lt;strong&gt;81! &lt;/strong&gt;and i have reserved this special icon for a moment like this. so yeah.....eeekkk.....i screamed in front of my computer, woke up both of my parents, and one of them almost cursed me into oblivion, but who gives a crap? i'm passing, i'm passing, i'm passing.....*sings* can't touch this...doo dooroodoo, doodu, doodu, can't touch this.... okay, i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta finish my homework and study for my big world history exam tomorrow...but still! yay me!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:4824</id>
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    <title>Squint Mode</title>
    <published>2007-09-15T01:33:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-15T01:33:11Z</updated>
    <category term="algebra mess"/>
    <lj:music>Christina Aguilera- Fighter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">*sigh* another fan-freakin'-tastic week down.&lt;br /&gt;aw crap. well, i found out the classes i'm really good at....: Computer class and Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;classes that i&amp;nbsp;seriously suck at: algebra, um....algebra....and...algebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess&amp;nbsp;having only six hours of sleep doesn't really help much (especially if you're talking&amp;nbsp;to the guy who's supposedly your 'brother'...thanks a lot man) aw crap....i've already told everyone that if i flunk willy wonka's class and possibly get kicked out, i'm gonna apply for a job at walmart as the greeter. i swear. i started practicing 'welcome to walmart...' gosh. i can't even get out. dammit! i have to keep this shit together. it's either this or walmart. dammmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something happy....i think i'm gonna start my super-duper-mega update for the website (i mod my class website...which is probably one of the many reasons why i'm good in computer. that and i spent half my summer in front of my computer...acquiring bones fanfics...thanks really guys) i think i'm gonna head over and watch some bones..i mean, update. yeah...that' what i'm gonna do...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xx_nepenthe:4369</id>
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    <title>I've got sunshine...on a cloudy day</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T02:30:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T02:30:00Z</updated>
    <category term="cooking"/>
    <category term="karaoke"/>
    <lj:music>Parokya Ni Edgar-Harana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well, at least my day went great (a nice&amp;nbsp;juxtaposition to my crappy week...what pisses me off&amp;nbsp;is my horrible math quiz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cooked filipino food at my friend's house for my club's interest meeting at school. we got volunteer hrs for it too, so it's like a two-fer. &lt;strike&gt;well, i wasn't really cooking...i probably would've burned the place..&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;i was, for the most part, the entertainment. if anyone's had any contact with filipinos, they'll know that we love our karaoke. yup. what i did, besides wrapping the lumpia and such, was sing in the karaoke. 'twas soo mucho coolio. i sang a bunch of disney songs, kiss me, eye of the tiger, beat it....&amp;nbsp;it was nice to bond with fellow filipinos and such, instead of being locked up in my house doing nothing but my ever-lovin' homework.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 more days! i've watched/read more spoilers on bones...can't wait!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Labor Day Blues</title>
    <published>2007-09-03T23:41:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-03T23:41:30Z</updated>
    <category term="labor day"/>
    <lj:music>Chicago- Saturday in the Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt;22 days! wh00t...Bones S3 baby! okie... anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss days like today. i don't get through a day as slow as this since school started&amp;nbsp;(which was what, a week ago? makes me sound old...)&amp;nbsp;just sittin' in front of the computer, reading bones fics until i get perscription glasses half a foot thick.. talking to Yuu (which is a cool nickname)....so i guess i'm just enjoying joys of&amp;nbsp;today until the perils of tomorrow. yeah...rewatching some funny videos on youtube, loving lifehouse &lt;strike&gt;how have i not paid that much attention to them before?&lt;/strike&gt; and the like.&amp;nbsp;i'm not barbecuing or anything cuz it's raining like crazy out here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a quote that i discovered today:&lt;br /&gt;"The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness&amp;nbsp;from common things."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Henry Ward Beecher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a good quote. hope it lasts tomorrow.. and the rest of the week. toodles for now...&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Wading Through Boogers and Willy Wonka</title>
    <published>2007-09-01T02:13:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-01T02:13:13Z</updated>
    <category term="rants: first week"/>
    <lj:music>Pink- Who Knew</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ack. i actually had a lot of stuff written on here the first time. then my stupid sister walked in, then i had to close out. LJ didn't autosave. now i don't feel like saying anything. bottom line--i had a crappy week. i'm&amp;nbsp;reading fanfiction and procrastinating on my homework to soothe my suffering.&amp;nbsp;thanks for those who make that possible...</content>
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    <title>1 down... 179 to go</title>
    <published>2007-08-28T02:29:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-28T02:29:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beth Orton- Ooh Child</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yup. first day of school's gone. (how'd it go, yuuhi?) and i've made a terrible, painful decision *sarcastic tear rolls down from eyes*....&lt;strong&gt;i will drop chem preap&lt;/strong&gt;. the moment the lady started talking, i just couldn't. nuh-uh. ain't no freakin' way. i mean, i think that was the class where i started having a headache, and i was having an ok day, y'know? so it's down to reg chem i go. but that's alright. i don't think science fair's worth me going blind from the computer... so yeah. i'm getting my headache back. i should be sleeping now. but i'm keeping the faith alive! 179 more days to go!</content>
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    <title>The answer's no</title>
    <published>2007-08-26T23:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-26T23:12:02Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="first day"/>
    <lj:music>Lifehouse- Blind</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;all the people around me go "are you ready for school?" and the answer's said. heck no. everyone's like, 'oh my gosh, i'm like so excited for school...blah blah....get to meet my friends...blah blah...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why aren't i ready for school, you ask? well, technically, school was with me the whole summer. oh yeah. ever heard of the summer reading books? summer math packet? and introducing, the stupid piece of crap that got me with squinty eyes (practically full of computer radiation)&amp;nbsp;and is currently preparing me for my higher prescription glasses, the ever-lovin'..... SUMMER CHEMISTRY PACKET! well, it's not really a chem packet. it's science fair. and since our school likes to play a little game on its students called 'Torture for Success', i am at this computer, trying to find some articles about my topic. 'cause they don't believe in just experimenting. you have to do everything around it too. which i believe takes up more time than the experiment itself, but hey? that's why they call it TfS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to take the time to say thanks to the people that's kept me sane so far (only until 2010, guys! well..maybe after that too) yuhiru (dude, thanks&amp;nbsp;for being on IM) and my friend,&amp;nbsp;_____ (aka sk8rgurl).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note...bones fics. i'm literally addicted to them. my place of refuge beyond all this madness about caffeine and dopamine and that inhibitor thingy that me and yuhiru can't really pronounce. i mean, thanks to all the authors who write these awesome BB goodness. they're&amp;nbsp;like cyber-crack. keep up the good work, guys! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Books, books, books!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T23:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T23:27:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sonya Kitchell- Let Me Go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">soo.. this is basically the final week before school starts. *sarcastically waving fake pom poms in air* yay. yuck. today, i picked up my books at my school. since my dad had work, we had to go there maybe 45 minutes before the whole book pickup thing started. which was ok with me-- i met my friends and we just talked. a lot. &lt;strike&gt;freshmen are so damn tall today... i was hoping i'd be taller than some of them&lt;/strike&gt; then we had to wait. and wait some more. then the admin finally opened the book pickup thing. (ooh, and i saw my homeroom teacher, which was fun. i gave her a hug. yay me) i was, what, third in line or something? got my schedule... they screwed it up! &lt;font color="#993366"&gt;*starts rambling about academic crap*&lt;/font&gt; they gave me Pre-AP&amp;nbsp;Chemistry--&lt;strong&gt;i have to do a science fair project&lt;/strong&gt;. some people already had a head start on it over the summer (me being dumb and all, just had fun like a normal child)... turns out they had a chemistry packet that they did over the summer (again, me being dumb and in a regular class last year, wasn't given one to do)... and this is all due on &lt;strong&gt;august 30-31&lt;/strong&gt;. there's also rumors about how we're supposed to do an algebra packet (haha, i didn't do--nothing on the site said so) and it might be due on those days too... oi vey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they messed up my books too *oh so happy*. they gave me a world geography book (should be world history..) and they forgot to give me a grammar book. the dude told me to come back on the first day of school since they're so "busy". i mean, if they're good enough to mess up on a poor child's schedule/books, shouldn't they be good enough to correct it? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan after? supposedly Operation BAT: Backpacking Across Town. we were gonna ride the city bus all the way back to where i live (hence the name). good thing it got canceled--my dad came by on his lunch hour to pick us up. whew. kinda bad thing? we were at burger king for 3 hours. and i ate my chicken sandwich and got drugged on their &lt;strike&gt;best damn &lt;/strike&gt;lattes.&amp;nbsp;it's not that bad or anything, but i wasn't able to go on the playground. dang. i'm a short person, just not short enough for the BK playground. which sucked-- i liked their playground. so now i'm just operating on caffeine. hm. i should write a fic. how long have i been saying that? *too lazy to write a fic yet too upbeat to read fics*&lt;br /&gt;newayz, toodles. that's my rant for the day *smiles with coffee glee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. **points to icon** that may possibly be on my notebooks by the end of the 2nd week of school. heee.</content>
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