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  <title>Occasional ramblings of a nerdy teenage girl</title>
  <subtitle>By reading this journal you are proving that you have WAY too much freetime.</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:26067</id>
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    <title>UUUGGGHH!!!</title>
    <published>2009-12-13T00:28:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-13T00:28:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like crap right now and it's all my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend/religious mentor, Amy, called me and invited me to go to the mall with her and some friends.  Despite the fact that I don't like going to the mall, I agreed to go with her because I have nothing else to do today.  So we all went to the mall; I didn't realy like it that much because I hate shopping and wading through crowds, so by the time it was over I was feeling kinda grouchy and couldn't wait to get back to my dorm room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive back to campus Amy started talking to me about being baptized in the Holy Spirit, and why I had such a hard time with it when it should be relatively easy.  After a while I started getting annoyed with talking about it because she'd ALWAYS bring that up and I was getting tired of having the same information pounded into my head over and over.  However, I didn't tell her that because I didn't want to seem rude or arrogant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we arrived at my dorm building, rather than drop me off she pulled into the parking lot so we could continue talking.  My mood started to shift from slightly cranky to sour and frustrated.  Aftera while I couldn't focus on what she was telling me.  All I heard was &amp;quot;Nag nag nag Holy Spirit nag nag nag great gift for me nag nag nag faith versus fear nag nag nag Ask and you will receive.&amp;quot;  I almost snapped at her a few times and considered making up an excuse for why I had to leave right that second so we couldn't keep talking.  I even considered lying about receiving the Holy Spirit just so I could get her off my back and we could move on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the conversation boiled down to me being disobedient to God by rejecting the Holy Spirit.  I was about ready to just tell her I didn't want to talk about it anymore and I just wanted to go to my dorm room and eat the rest of the pretzel bites I bought at the food court before we left the mall.  She suggested that I ask to be baptised in the Spirit at the prayer meeting today, which I agreed to because I thought I had some time to cool down and let my bad mood recede before it started.  However, we'd managed to lose track of time while we were talking and I didn't have time to go to my room to get away from Amy and cool down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She offered to drive me there since it was about to start soon, and I declined, leaving her confused after I just said I would go.  I told her that with my current mindset I just didn't feel like going.  She asked me to change it, and I replied with &amp;quot;I just don't feel like going.&amp;quot;  I could already feel a huge knot forming in my chest.  After a brief moment of silence she said that she couldn't stop me from disobeying God and skipping the meeting/not asking for the Holy Spirit like he wanted me to.  I interpreted it as her trying to guilt me into changing my mind, so I told her I'd see her tomorrow for church and left.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never should have said I wanted to go to the mall.  That's what started my bad mood in the first place, then talking with/being lectured by Amy made it worse.  If I had just told the truth and said &amp;quot;No thanks, I don't want to go to the mall,&amp;quot; I not only would have saved myself and Amy a lot of trouble, but I would have been in a good enough mood to go to the prayer meeting.   I feel like such an ass.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:25609</id>
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    <title>Finals, a party, and a 1AM freakout</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T08:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-10T08:26:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, has it been fourteen weeks already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first final.  It was for an Africana Studies clas.  Basically we just had to write two essays.  I feel pretty good about the first one, but not so much the second one... at all.  The first essay was something I really knew a lot about and could write a lot on; I could have made it longer but I wrapped it up early so I'd have plenty of time for the second one.  Now I'm wishing I hadn't done that because I knew barely anything about the second essay.  I'm hoping that my first one was so incredibly, amazingly good that it compensates for the second one I know I epically failed.  I have another final on Friday, a paper to turn in Friday, then my last final next Thursday.  I'm so glad the semester's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what else can I say to draw out this entry a bit.  I went to a party with my friends from church tonight.  There was a gift exchange, though I didn't participate in it because I totally forgot about it and didn't have a gift to give anyone.  There was also karaoke, but I missed it because I was off watching &lt;u&gt;Elf&lt;/u&gt; with a few other people.  I heard it was really funny and there were actually prizes handed out for the best singers.  If I didn't have a singing voice that could crack cement and torture animals I probably would have tried it.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's dead day, so there's no classes (THANK GOD).  I'm going to be going out for sushi with my church friends for someone's birthday.  I can't wait!  I loooove sushi.  If it weren't for the fact that I don't have an endless supply of money I'd eat sushi every day for lunch.  &lt;img alt="&amp;quot;alt&amp;quot;" src="&amp;quot;http://www.aftercon.com/newsite/include/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/msn/heart.gif&amp;quot;" /&gt;  &lt;img alt="&amp;quot;alt&amp;quot;" src="&amp;quot;http://www.aftercon.com/newsite/include/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/msn/heart.gif&amp;quot;" /&gt;  That'll be the highlight of my day, since for the rest of it I need to finish my paper and study for my Friday final.  For once, I'm not looking forward to a day without classes.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got some excitement tonight.  Someguy upstairs started tripping out a few minutes ago.  When I first heard all the screaming I opened the door to the stairwell and shouted &amp;quot; 'EY!!! Stop all that screaming! &amp;gt;:0&amp;quot; because I thought it was some idiot screwing around trying to be funny, but the screaming didn't stop.  A few minutes later some of the other girls in my wing came out of their rooms asking me what was happening.  I didn't know so we all went up to the third floor where the guy was on the ground freaking out.  He was laying facedown on the floor in his boxers screaming with his roommate next to him, shooing us away and telling us he had things under control.  His roommate just came down and explained what happened a few minutes ago.  Apparently he went to the bathroom, and when he came back the guy was screaming and puking and panicking.  He thinks he OD'd on something, but he's not sure. &lt;br /&gt;Last I heard he was doing okay; he's standing up, not screaming anymore, and speaking coherently.  However, he still keeps throwing up; I can hear him.  His rooom's directly above mine.  His roommate called Campus Health (Also knows as the campus hospital) and everything.  I feel really bad for the roommate; he can't really sleep in the room tonight since there's vomit on everything, not to mention how traumatic it must have been seeing his roommate tripping out like that and not sure what to do. &lt;br /&gt;I could add something funny or sarcastic to lighten the mood, but I think that'd be kinda inappropriate.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Doh!</title>
    <published>2009-08-29T09:42:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-29T09:42:10Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the dumbest thing you've ever done?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1037'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1037"&gt;View 561 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Oh geez, where do I BEGIN!?&amp;nbsp; I've done a crapload of dumb stuff, but the dumbest?&amp;nbsp; That's gonna take a while to figure out.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what the absolute dumbest thing I've ever done is, but I do remember one pretty dumb thing I did fairly recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home since the fall sememster hadn't started yet and it was about 4AM.&amp;nbsp; I was hungry and decided it would be a wonderful idea to make myself a bowl of cereal even though my mom's a light sleeper and my brother's sleeping in the living room next to the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; So after I make my noisy bowl of cereal I went in my room to eat it, but one bowl's just not enough.&amp;nbsp; So I made a second bowl of cereal just as loud as the first.&amp;nbsp; About an hour later, I got the munchies so I made a bag of popcorn.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, my mom and brother were not happy about all the noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably done much stupider things, but that's just the first one that came to mind.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:25107</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: And the Apple Goes To</title>
    <published>2009-08-17T22:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-17T22:56:34Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>"I Will Follow You Into The Dark" by Death Cab for Cutie</lj:music>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is/was your favorite teacher in school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1021'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1021"&gt;View 517 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Holy crap, has it really been twelve weeks already?&amp;nbsp; Dang, time just flies by.&amp;nbsp; I'll probably end up submitting a.. Crap, what do I call 'em?&amp;nbsp; RECAPS!&amp;nbsp; There we go; I forgot it for a second.&amp;nbsp; But yeah, I'm probably gonna be sending in one of those so you'll know what I've been up to.&amp;nbsp; I'm not gonna get super specific since that would take too long, though.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, enough of my rambling about future updates so I can start rambling about my favorite/unfavorite teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite teacher is definitely my second grade teacher, Mrs. Parker.&amp;nbsp; She was a saint, that woman.&amp;nbsp; She was, without competition, one of the nicest teachers I had ever known; hell, she still is one of the nicest teachers I've ever had.&amp;nbsp; I'm reallt thankful for her because, at that time, I had just skipped the first grade because I wasn't being challenged enough; I was scared and I didn't know anybody and I missed all my friends in first grade.&amp;nbsp; She spent a lot of time with me and helped me get used to how their classroom system and stuff works; she even helped me make friends (Granted those &amp;quot;friends&amp;quot; were really just taking advantage of me and never really liked me, but I didn't know that at the time so I was happy).&amp;nbsp; She's also one of my main reasons for wanting to go to college; I made her a promise that I would stay out of trouble, stay in school, and get a scholarship to a good college.&amp;nbsp; I probably mighta done that regardless, but it's still nice to know she had that much faith in me.&amp;nbsp; God, I wish I could see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My least favorite.&amp;nbsp; Oh geez, definitely my Algebra II teacher, Mr. Behrens.&amp;nbsp; He could not control the class if his life depended on it.&amp;nbsp; He also wasn't very good at explaining things or keeping the students' attention.&amp;nbsp; Though when I think about it, I think the reason he seemed like such a terrible teacher was because he got stuck with a terrible class; he got all the loud, obnoxious, ghetto, rude, loud-mouthed, airheaded, arrogant, hard-headed students at the last class of the day when everyone's general attitude is &amp;quot;Eff this I wanna go home!&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; I didn't like him as a teacher, but as a person he had my deepest sympathies; no one deserves to have to teach the algebra class from Hell.&amp;nbsp; Seeing him struggle everyday solidified my decision to NEVER go into the teaching field; I just don't have the patience.</content>
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    <title>If I could turn back time...</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T05:00:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-21T05:00:08Z</updated>
    <category term="high school graduation blues"/>
    <lj:music>Everyone's Free (To wear sunscreen) - Laz Burhman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I graduated from high school with honors.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;got my diploma, said goodbye to all my friends, we all hugged eachother, I said goodbye to my teachers and hugged them as well, my family got together and had dinner at Golden Corral, and now I'm at home.&amp;nbsp; I'm finally done with high school and I'm semi-ready to move on and go to college and start becoming independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I can't stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited and in disbelief before, but now it has finally sunken in that I'm never going back to that school, I'm not going to see my friends anymore, I'll never see my teachers again, and I'm going to have to learn to be an adult and grow up.&amp;nbsp; To tell you the truth, I'm not ready to move on yet.&amp;nbsp; I still want to be a teenager without a care in the world for just a little bit longer.&amp;nbsp; I wish high school was five years, just so I could hang around all my friends and favorite teachers, and make new friends and join the smae clubs and even a few different ones; just so I can enjoy being a kid a little bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I can't and no matter how much I want to, I'll never be able to turn back has caused me to slump into depression.&amp;nbsp; I just... I wish I never had to leave high school; that senior year would just restart over and over so I could stay with the people I love forever.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Sweet Tooth</title>
    <published>2009-04-12T23:17:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-12T23:17:25Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite holiday-specific candy or treat? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=856'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=856"&gt;View 503 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
OH MY GOD CANDY CORN!!&amp;nbsp; I absolutely LOOOVE candy corn, almost to a point of being obssessed!&amp;nbsp; It's pure Heaven on Earth!&amp;nbsp; My God!&amp;nbsp; I wished they sold it year-round instead of just Halloween.&amp;nbsp; I really want some now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:24346</id>
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    <title>Bummer</title>
    <published>2009-04-10T03:19:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-10T03:19:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anizona 2009 was going to be my last anime convention before I move to Tucson for college.&amp;nbsp; I fixed up my costume, did&amp;nbsp;some routine maintenence, even bragged about how awesome it'd be to all my friends.&amp;nbsp; I was super excited about it!&amp;nbsp; Since we were moving for a while the computer wasn't hooked up for a long time.&amp;nbsp; We just got it hooked up and got the internet back about two days ago.&amp;nbsp; I went on the website to see where it was and stuff, only to find out that it is now completely sold out.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to cry; I got my hopes up so much and got myself all excited for nothing.&amp;nbsp; But I guess it's just as well; I spent all my money on prom and yearbook, so I wouldn't have had any money to spend on anything.&amp;nbsp; And my con buddies cancelled on me so I would have been all by myself; plus I live about an hour away from where it's at.&amp;nbsp; So I guess it's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dammit I still wanted to go~!&amp;nbsp; It still hurts that I can't!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:24276</id>
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    <title>No, I don't like Twilight.  Allow me to explain why.</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T06:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T06:47:59Z</updated>
    <category term="why i hate twilight"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that by posting this in my blog, which has a grand total of 1 reader, I won't suffer too much internet backlash for posting this since openly declaring a dislike of this series is considered a sin to some of the more rabid fans. Speaking of which, if all you're going to do is flame me, insult my intelligence, and threaten some sort of bodily harm or something on me, please just do yourself and all other Twilight fans a favor and just STFU, because by doing the aforementioned things you're making ALL fans look really bad. You can still do it anyways if you want to - I can't stop you - but don't expect me to reply or acknowledge it. Also, I would rather this post not turn into some sort of all-out debate/flame war; I doubt enough people will read, let alone comment, for something like that to happen, but there's no harm in being careful. More than anything, I just really don't want the hassle or a flamewar in my journal; remember the first amendment, people. It exists for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, Edward seems to display a lot of the characteristics of an abusive boyfriend/stalker. Before he and Bella even really met eachother or became a couple he'd sneak into her room at night to watch her sleep and follow her around practically every second of every day. He even threatened suicide if she didn't kiss him, which is an entirely new level of disturbing all on its own. Even once they started dating he trashed/destroyed Bella's car so she couldn't go out with her friends and he frequently calls her stupid. Edward's behavior is basically that of an emotionally abusive boyfriend, and he has all the personality of a cardboard box. But that's okay because he's so &lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt; and he's only abusive to Bella because he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; her. The &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; scary part is that this is one way that abused women justify the actions of their partners in real life, and the author herself actually expects readers to excuse Edward's behavior thus.&amp;nbsp; But Bella claims his behavior is &amp;quot;perfect, as well as many of the fangirls. I personally don't find even an ounce of romance anywhere in that, and if it were me I woulda called the police or reported him or something. And I won't even touch the &amp;quot;sparkling vampires&amp;quot; thing, mostly because I can't find words for it. All I can do is sigh and facepalm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Bella goes, she is pretty much the Sakura-Sue (Sakura and Mary-Sue) of the series. Bella is constantly getting knocked out, fainting, or becoming too tired to stand under her own power. If all else fails she gets all dizzy, whether it's from blood, a shock, Edward's dazzliness, or completely random. The fact that the &amp;quot;heroine&amp;quot; is so pathetic she needs her big strong love interests to carry her around all the time is quite unnerving. It's also a little funny too because it makes me wonder how many strong feminists were P.O.ed about how cripplingly weak she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward And Bella's relationship in itself is pretty bland. I mean, what do they like to talk about? What hobbies do they share? What attracts them to eachother other than the fact that Edward's pretty? There's no real substance to it at all except that Edward's pretty. I bet if you cut out any sentence paying tribute to Edward's godly, wondrous, Adonis-esque physique you'll lose maybe more than a third of each book. Even &lt;em&gt;New Moon&lt;/em&gt;, which he was only in half of. Though Stephanie Meyer writes at a regular teen-reading level, she suddenly becomes very poetic when describing Edward's appearance. We're &lt;em&gt;told&lt;/em&gt; that he's really gorgeous, but aside from his hair, eye color, complexion, and wardrobe, we really have no idea what he looks like. And for being such an &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; boyfriend to have, he's actually kind of dull... except when he's just &lt;em&gt;creepy.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the writing itself just bugs me because of the lack of good grammar.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Gah! I gasped&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;sorry, he apologised&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; With stuff like that I'm surprised the editor let it pass.&amp;nbsp; Plot holes are another thing that gets me. For example, Jasper goes berserk at the scent of a single drop of Bella's blood, yet he's been going to school where there might be any number of menstruating females at any given time with no problems. Meyer tried to hand wave this one away by claiming &lt;a class="twikilink" title="http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/YouFailBiologyForever" href="http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/YouFailBiologyForever"&gt;&lt;font color="#191970"&gt;it was &amp;quot;dead blood.&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (You'd think a &lt;em&gt;woman&lt;/em&gt; would know better...). Not to mention that someone must have gotten a bloody nose or cut at SOME point...&amp;nbsp; Speaking of biology failure,&amp;nbsp; Bella has an &amp;quot;estrogen rush&amp;quot; during her girl's-night-out in the first book and don't get me started on Edward Cullen's apparently ancient sperm... even though normal men's sperm is routinely recycled / produced constantly. The author's pulling the &amp;quot;male vampires' bodies are not frozen but females' bodies are&amp;quot; is a really sad excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a deep breath, folks.&amp;nbsp; There's a huge wall o' text straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sloppy writing, sick making heroine and wonderful piece of cardboard hero aside, my main beef with the first book is the severe lack of research into Carlisle's background. Apparently he's English and born in the 1640s, &amp;quot;at a time of religious upheaval&amp;quot;. Does everyone see where this is going? There's the usual remarks about 'the rule of Cromwell' and Carlisle's father being an Anglican pastor who hunted witches, werewolves and other things that go bump in the night. Contrary to popular belief, the Protectorate lasted 1653-1659, not a vague period of some ten to twenty years (the last eight months being poor old Richard Cromwell's problem).Although they had a jolly good time persecuting Catholics and Puritans, witch-hunting never fell under the remit of your average Anglican clergy. Meyer seems to have been inspired by the detestable lawyer Matthew Hopkins, self-proclaimed Witchfinder General, who used the Civil War as a front for his activities. Not only did he snuff it after just three years (1644-1647), he operated solely in the eastern counties of England, not London (Cullen Sr's base). You can argue that this is an alternative world version but it makes no sense. It states Carlisle was 23 when he was 'changed'. Doesn't that mean they'd be running their scam after the Restoration? ... Oy, vey. She's obviously glutted on a Salem-inspired vision of Protectorate England where witchhunters ran around burning people and yanking mince pies from diners' mouths.&amp;nbsp; And not to mentin how she completely butchered vampires.&amp;nbsp; She even openly admit she avoided doing the research so she wouldn't have to follow any specific guidelines and make everything up as she went along.&amp;nbsp; Okay, she didn't say all that; I paraphrased.&amp;nbsp; The actual quote was she didn't want to &amp;quot;worry about how many rules [she] was breaking&amp;quot; because she was &amp;quot;creating [her] own world.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not to mention Meyer never actually visited the town of Forks, or any of the environs mentioned in the book, until after they were all finished. She &lt;em&gt;claims&lt;/em&gt; the real Forks is exactly how she pictured it, while people who actually have lived in or near Forks will tell you the wildlife isn't nearly so crazy as in the books, among other things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't forget the Quileutes. The Quileutes are an actual tribe who Meyer chose to include in her story because they 'live near Forks.' She made up mythology for &lt;em&gt;real people&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She also likes to make 'fighting' consist of (thinking about) screaming, biting people, or waiting for Edward.&amp;nbsp; However, seeing as I myself tend to not do the research beforehand this is kinda like a case of &amp;quot;Pot calling the kettle black.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; But I at least do some level of research for my own characters, which is more than I can say for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's probably a lot more I could add to this, but I figure this much is good enough; I'm supposed to be writing a journal entry, not a freakin' novel.&amp;nbsp; Also, I have something to say before I end this because i get the feeling it might come up in a comment or something.&amp;nbsp; For everyone saying/thinking &amp;quot;If you hate the series, why did you read it?&amp;quot;,&amp;nbsp;I didn't want to have to hear &amp;quot;You have no right to complain since you haven't read the series!&amp;nbsp; If you read it you'll understand.&amp;quot; or some variation of it.&amp;nbsp; Also, if I hadn't I wouldn't have been able to back myself up for this rant.&amp;nbsp; So yeah, 'm done complaining now.&amp;nbsp; I don't have a snappy line to go out on, so I'll just say Goodby and be done with it.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Change for the Better over a Decade</title>
    <published>2009-03-19T23:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-19T23:19:56Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;How are you a better person today than you were ten years ago?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Sponsored by &lt;a href="http://ad.doubleclick.net/clk;211509613;33014438;t" target="_blank"&gt;Nature Made&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=822'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=822"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ad.doubleclick.net/ad/N3740.SixApart/B3118587.15;sz=1x1;ord=[timestamp]?" border='0' width='1' height='1' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Simply put: I'm not (as big) a retard anymore.&amp;nbsp; I understand when people are being sarcastic, I know when I'm doing something stupid, I can keep my emotions under control instead of freaking out or getting mad at every single little thing (Okay, I'm still working on this one, but I'm a lot better at it now then I was back then), and I can hold my own in a fight... verbally.&amp;nbsp; I'm useless in a physical fight and will immediatly turn tail and run if it comes down to that, though in a battle of wits and words, I'm very well-armed... Unless things turn physically violent.&amp;nbsp; Then the &amp;quot;turn tail and run&amp;quot; plan comes into play, and you can bet I'll make it hard for them to follow me.&amp;nbsp; I'll be throwing stuff in front of them, making sudden turns, back tracking and zig-zagging and stuff all over the place (But given my extreme state of not-in-good-shape and lack of stamina, I'll pass out after aout three minutes of running around, and I can forget about hiding!&amp;nbsp; All that huffing and puffing I'll be doing would give me away in a hot second).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also a lot better acquainted with Christ then I was before.&amp;nbsp; And with that statement I have just killed off any readership I was gaining by pulling the religion card.&amp;nbsp; But I really mean that.&amp;nbsp; I read my bible and genuinely pay attention in church... I pray when I remember to... Okay, so I'm still a kinda sucky Christian, but at least I'm trying to get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna leave it at that, actually.&amp;nbsp; This entry's just long wenough so that it won't bug me to cut it short, and I hate saying so much good stuff about myself; makes me feel conceited or selfish.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:23782</id>
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    <title>You heard of that tv show "Hell Date"?</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T01:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-13T01:36:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well this is &amp;quot;Hell Neighbor&amp;quot; where we have a family pretend to be the worst neighbors ever, and just when you're about to go Jack the Ripper on 'em, our little devil mascot comes out and says &amp;quot;You're On Hell Neighbor&amp;quot;!&amp;nbsp; Except the family's not pretending, they won't leave after a day, you're not on tv, and there is no little devil masot.&amp;nbsp; They really are your neighbors and there's nothing you can do about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have this Hispanic family (No, this is not a stab at Hispanics) living on our block and all the neighbors around them (my family included) HATE them.&amp;nbsp; Nobody will come by their house, talk to them, do anything for them, or acknowledge their existence.&amp;nbsp; I have yet to find a word in the entire english language that accurately describes what horrible neighbors they are or sum up everyone's mutual negative feelings toward them.&amp;nbsp; They are so incredibly high-strung and rude they call the police for the most insignifact things!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they first moved in, they called the police on our neighbor Jerry because his kid's ball went in their front yard.&amp;nbsp; Nothing was broken, no one was hurt, no one almost got hit, and nothing in their yard was even touched.&amp;nbsp; All that happened was a kickball landed int heir front yard.&amp;nbsp; That's it.&amp;nbsp; Stupid, huh?&amp;nbsp; That's not even the half of it.&amp;nbsp; Today they called the police three times on him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time was actually pretty understandable.&amp;nbsp; They called the police this morning because eggs came from the direction of Jerry's house and smashed their house.&amp;nbsp; However, at the time this happened: Both of Jerry's kids were at school, his wife was at work, and he was asleep.&amp;nbsp; The only possible suspect that leaves is the family dog, Moe, and I severely doubt he egged their house seeing as he's a DOG.&amp;nbsp; I can see where they were coming from; if a barrage of eggs hit my house, and they came in the direction of the neighbors&amp;nbsp;I don't like or don't know, I'd call the police too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time she called the police was because his kids and their friends were playing in the entrance of the coldisac and were a &amp;quot;traffic hazard&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; Our street itself gets very minial traffic: probably less than ten cars a day, and the actual coldisac gets even less.&amp;nbsp; I doubt they're holding up traffic.&amp;nbsp; Once the police left, Jerry walked across the street to Rob's (Our other neighbor who happens to be Puerto Rican) house and talked to him, making the joke &amp;quot;How much you wanna bet they'll call the police for jaywalking?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They called the police for the THIRD time and said that Jerry was calling them mother flickers and making racial slurs; on top of that, they had the nerve to say that Jerry is being prejudiced against them.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, that's not what he said at all!&amp;nbsp; Once Rob vouched for him and the issue was resolved, Jerry went back to his house and they've been pretty quiet ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing by now that some of you have noticed a bit of a pattern here; I congradulate you for paying enough attention to pick up on it.&amp;nbsp; For the people like me that don't pick up on stuff like that, here's the pattern; they only call the police whenever Jerry does something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They won't make any complaints about their other neighbors: two black families, a Puerto Rican family, and a white guy with a Mexican girlfriend and three half-black half-white kids.&amp;nbsp; They only pick on Jerry, the token all-white family on the block/coldisac.&amp;nbsp; So tell me; how&amp;nbsp;is a white guy completely surrounded by minority families (all of which think he is an awesome neighbor and good friends with him and his family) prejudiced?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me they're the racists.&amp;nbsp; Remember why they called the police a second time: Jerry's kids being traffic hazards?&amp;nbsp; Well, Rob's three little kids play football and soccer in the street all the time!&amp;nbsp; And I mean the actual street, not the coldisac, and those people have never once called the police on him.&amp;nbsp; I just don't understand them.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could get all our neighbors to sign a petition asking them to leave or lighten up and show it to the neighbors, or maybe the city of Glendale.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Close Encounters of the Celebrity Kind</title>
    <published>2009-03-09T01:34:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-09T01:34:35Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever met a celebrity in real life? Who was it and how did your paths cross? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_klutzy_girl' lj:user='klutzy_girl' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://klutzy-girl.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://klutzy-girl.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;klutzy_girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=807'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=807"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Well, I myself didn't really meet him, and he's not exactly a celebrity and the only people that know him are Arizonans that watch the channel 3 morning news.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dude named Brad Perry who does the morning weather on the news came to my school my junior year.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes he'll come out to schools and do the weather report from the school and have the band playing and the cheerleaders dancing and cheering, and students cheering and the mascot.... mascotting. Ya know, that stuff.&amp;nbsp; We had to be out there at like 5AM, so i was like eff that that's too early!&amp;nbsp; Judging from what everyone that was actually there said, I'm glad I didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When on camera Brad's funny, a goofball, and happy and smiling.&amp;nbsp; Off camera dude's a ash hole.&amp;nbsp; He's rude, pushy, bossy, and won't give you the time of day without the camera on.&amp;nbsp; I remember one of my teachers recorded it and showed to our class, and one of the kid's cellphones went off while brad was talking.&amp;nbsp; On camera Brad just brushed it off and joked about it; from what i heard, when the camera went off brad tore that kid a new one.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.</content>
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    <title>Phoenix Cactus ComiCon 2009 video!!</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T04:00:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-07T04:00:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Well, technically it's just a slideshow with transitions, music and a couple of sound effects, but whatever. I worked on it for about three days and I'm actually very proud of the end result. It's not that good since it's my first video, but I don't care. I worked really hard on it and I love it. I hope you all like it too. Just know that's it's really long; almost eight minutes. Just so ya know... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I1Vv346WRNI"&gt;Ah poot eet on yootoob! ... Oh God what have I just done to the English language!? *SHAAAAAME*&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:22891</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Daily Grind</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T22:51:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T22:51:00Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Describe your morning routine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_its_miley' lj:user='its_miley' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://its-miley.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://its-miley.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;its_miley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=794'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=794"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Well, that all depends on the day, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One days I have school, I set my alarm for 6:45 AM.&amp;nbsp; When it goes off, I sleep through about five minutes of it, wake up a little and listen to whatever's on, then go back to sleep for a few more minutes.&amp;nbsp; I don't actualy get up until about 7:15 or so (Though I have been known to sleep in later than that).&amp;nbsp; After I finally drag myself out of bed, I brush my hair and, realizing that I waited too long to take a shower and still get to school on time, go ahead and get dressed.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, my hygiene kinda sucks, but I&amp;nbsp;do manage to get a shower in at least three times a week.&amp;nbsp; ....... DON'T JUDGE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I head into the kitchen, take my medication and a vitamin and put some lean pockets (The little breakfsat ones) in the microwave.&amp;nbsp; While they're cooking, I surf the internet for a few minutes to check all the recently updated webcomics, then scramble back into the kitchen when I hear my mom get up.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't like me on the computer first-thing in the morning.&amp;nbsp; By that time my lean pockets are done and I go ahead and sit down to eat just as my mom walks in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Once I'm done eating, she drops me off at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I sleep in until about 8:30 when my mom wakes me up for league bowling.&amp;nbsp; I'll sleep in until about 9:00, then drag myself out of bed and get dressed.&amp;nbsp; I'll sit in my room and listen to the radio for a few minutes, then walk out of my room, eat a cereal bar and drive up to the bowling alley with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays, I wake up at about 9:30 and listen to the top 20 countdown on the radio.&amp;nbsp; I'll crawl out of bed (As you can probably tell by now I don't like getting up), throw on some nice clothes, then sit in my room until 10:00 to hear the rest of the countdown.&amp;nbsp; by that time it's too late to eat something for breakfast and m ymom and I drive to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on days like this where I just plain don't have anything to do, I sleep in really late, wake up, then make myself go back to sleep.&amp;nbsp; After about 10+ hours of snoozing I get up, stay in my pajamas, and spend some quality time (About 9+ hours) on the computer.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: And the Oscar Goes To</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T22:01:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T22:17:25Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What movie, whether it was nominated by the Academy or not, gets your personal vote for Best Picture of 2008?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=792'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=792"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Without a doubt, &lt;u&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/u&gt;!&amp;nbsp; That movie was all sorts of EPIC awesome!!&amp;nbsp; I mean, I was completely blown away by it.&amp;nbsp; There aren't enough words in any language that could accurately describe just how awesome this movie really was.And Heath Ledger was AMAZING!!&amp;nbsp; Without a doubt the best actor of 2008.&amp;nbsp; It makes me depressed that he died; the movie world desperately needs more actors like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH And &lt;u&gt;Seven Pounds&lt;/u&gt;!&amp;nbsp; That movie was without a doubt the best technical chick flick I have ever seen in my entire life.&amp;nbsp; Will Smith was great; I love his serious movies.&amp;nbsp; He gets to sinto it and stuff,&amp;nbsp; The movie was an emotional roller coaster, but in a really good, awesome way.&amp;nbsp; I woulda seen it a second time in theatres it was so good, and as expensive as stuff is nowadays with the economy wedged in the U-bend you KNOW it has to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Secret Life of Bees&lt;/u&gt; was really good too.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't quite put it up there with &lt;u&gt;The Dark Knight &lt;/u&gt;and &lt;u&gt;Seven Pounds&lt;/u&gt;, but it really made me wanna read the book, and those of you that actually know me know that the last thing on my mind a good 99.9% of the time is reading a book that isn't a manga.&amp;nbsp; But wow it was good; I probably cried at least seven or eight times (Yeah, I'm a wuss).</content>
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    <title>Because I was bored</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T19:50:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-21T19:50:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 86%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Your best quality is your personality! People like you because you are an all around good person. You have good manners and values. You also like to express your personal style and interests. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Loving&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 48%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Out-Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Sense of Humor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 28%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ambitious&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Intelligence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 10%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_s_your_best_quality"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 92%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;If anyone is likely to dress up in a crazy outfit, you are! You enjoy the visual stimulants of intense art accompanied with deep plots of fantasy, science-fiction, real-life; or you are just obsessed with Japan and everyone and everything in it. They love to gather with people like themselves at conventions and act crazy! The anime nerds are often associated with the stereotype of being the "psychotic" nerd, because they tend to be obsessive over their characters and series. You psycho! I'm just kidding! But seriously, all forms of art should be appreciated, and anime is definitely one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 30%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What type of person do you attract?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You attract geeks!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 89%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Your stunning intellect and love of sci-fi and video games allures the geeks like nothing else.  Maybe it is the sparkle in your eye that makes them want to text you, who knows.  Geeks make good partners, but tend to be arguementative.  If you are a TRUE geek magnet, you will know if that was spelled correctly, and actually care.  If it is a bad-boy/bad-girl you are seeking, you are barking up the wrong tree, unless they are just 'bad' behind a PS2 console.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract unstable people!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 81%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract artsy people!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 72%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract rednecks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract models!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract Yuppies!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 3%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_type_of_person_do_you_attract"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What type of person do you attract?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;b&gt;My Foreign Policy Views&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Score: -5.92&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/grid/n20.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/political-spectrum-quiz.html"&gt;Political Spectrum Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;My Culture War Stance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Score: 0.95&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/grid/c55.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/political-spectrum-quiz.html"&gt;Political Spectrum Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;b&gt;My Political Views&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am a center-left moderate social authoritarian&lt;br&gt;Left: 2.25, Authoritarian: 1.18&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/grid/16x18.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/political-spectrum-quiz.html"&gt;Political Spectrum Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are Peace.  Peace is the opposite of anger and destruction.  Peace is calm.  It tears down barriers; it brings us together.  Peace is a noble goal sought by the good of heart.  "May peace prevail on earth."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Charity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 68%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 65%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Friendship&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 58%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Courage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 58%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Faith&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 32%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_positive_quality_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;ANIMOLOGY: What Animal Are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Teal Cat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're the Teal Kitty Cat! You're as swift and sly as a ninja and very hard to please. You can be very soft yet very cruel at the same time. Your soul mate is the beige racoon and you're in conflict with the red jaquar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Tan Giraffe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 77%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Red Jaguar&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 63%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gold Falcon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ocre and Gray Dolphin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 55%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Blue Fox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Yellow Trout&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Silver and Red Wolf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/animology_what_animal_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANIMOLOGY: What Animal Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;

&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;, serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You Feel Like You Don't Fit In 42% Of The Time&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have a place in the world, even though you may forget on the bad days. You fit in pretty well, but you don't always feel like it. All you need to do is keep the right outlook and stay true to yourself. You will go places.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/do_you_have_a_place_in_this_world" style="color: blue;"&gt;Do You Have a Place in This World?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>You're just not that important</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T03:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-21T04:31:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW!!!!&amp;nbsp; I'll try to explain this as best as i can, but keep in mind there will be some bias in here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you should be aware by now, I am a huge nerd who has devoted her life to the internet and anime.&amp;nbsp; As such, I am amember of a roleplaying forum run and occupied by a lot of my online RP friends and stuff.&amp;nbsp; We've been roleplaying with out own characters and stuff for years and know eachother reasonably well, lkinda like a cyber dysfunctional family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;Anyways, tonight we gathered in the forum chatroom to discuss the state of the forum.&amp;nbsp; The person who originally came up with the entire concept and design of our characters and the mansion they live in has been completely inactive for the past two years.&amp;nbsp; The co-owner (Whom everyone calls Link since his username is RLinkSoul) of the forum felt that we should completely makeover the concept: create our own mansion and redesign everything and stuff, so he PMed everyone telling them to meet in the forum chatroom for the meeting.&amp;nbsp; It's a really huge decision; trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I didn't find out until after the meeting ended that Link didn't bother to notify one of the members about the meeting.&amp;nbsp; If it was someone that just joined like a day or so ago or someone that never contributed anything, I could understand not telling him.&amp;nbsp; However, the person he left out of the loop (Twister) has been with us since the very beginning.&amp;nbsp; He was there back before the whole mansion idea was conceived and our roleplay environment consisted of a small living room with two couches, a lamp, and a coffee table.&amp;nbsp; When I finally noticed he wasn't there and asked Link if he told him, his reaction was basically &amp;quot;Twister?&amp;nbsp; Oh right him.&amp;nbsp; Well, he wasn't active until recently anyways so no harm done.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; I was pissed.&amp;nbsp; Twister had actually been actively posting for the past several days and contributed a lot.&amp;nbsp; I nagged him and got on his case about it, but he simply got mad and logged off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freakin' MAD about that!&amp;nbsp; How the HELL do you not invite one of the senior roleplayers to a meeting deciding the entire fate of the forum and its characters and stuff!?&amp;nbsp; He deserved to at least be told about it, even if he wound up not coming.&amp;nbsp; How am I supposed to tell him about this? &amp;quot;Hey Twister.&amp;nbsp; All the members had a really important meeting deciding the entire future of the forum and the characters and Link didn't think you were important enough to invite, even though yuo've been with us since the very beginning.&amp;nbsp; Here's the situation you didn't get to hear yourself and the options we decided on without you&amp;quot;???&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Heart to Heart</title>
    <published>2009-02-14T19:30:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-14T19:30:25Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Valentine's Day: love it or hate it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=783'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=783"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Hate it.&amp;nbsp; I've never had a boyfriend before, so for me today's just a reminder that everyone else but me has a man they love that loves them back.&amp;nbsp; I woudn't say I'm bitter; I'm just sick of all this mushy gooey lovey dovey pink and red heart filled love affair that all the couples are gushing over while I sit at home in sweats and watch tv with all my other single friends.&amp;nbsp; Okay, so I am pretty bitter about it.&amp;nbsp; Even my gay friends have boyfriends; the only guy that ever liked me moved away two years ago, not that that really counts for much since I didn't like him back.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm soprry if my piss-poor mood brought ya down.&amp;nbsp; Have a happy Singles Awareness Day, everyone~!</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Dream Job</title>
    <published>2009-02-13T02:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-13T02:39:03Z</updated>
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I'd definitely wanna be a comic book artist or writer ot graphic designer.&amp;nbsp; Just about anything hat has to do with creating or modifying images and being creative would work, really.&amp;nbsp; I'm a dork and I like stuff like that.&amp;nbsp; Sure, there's not a lot of money in it but they're all jobs I'd love enough that the money wouldn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since I can be kinda high maintanence and stuff and love to spend money (ESPECIALLY for anime conventions and stuff), a job I'd love to have strictly for the paycheck and a little enjoyment would be .............. I actually have no idea.&amp;nbsp; There's very few really well-paying jobs that I'd like or can see myself doing.&amp;nbsp; Blood and sick people creep me out, so anything in the medical field is instantly ruled out.&amp;nbsp; I could maybe be a lawyer, but law is so freakin' complicated and stuff I dunno if I'd be able to handle it.&amp;nbsp; A state senator or legislature or something could work, but I'm still not sure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I'm just gonna stick with stuff in the drawing or creative writing field.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:21291</id>
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    <title>Another Recap</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T02:42:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T02:42:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Okay, so like I said in my last entry a LOT of stuff has happened that I've been too lazy to post.&amp;nbsp; However, unlike my last recap I don't remember the dates.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I'll try my best to remember everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so about one or two days before Thanksgiving, my dad and stepmom, Vivian, came down here to Phoenix from California for a family reunion on Vivian's side of the family.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I got invited to come since I'm family and we went to the Grand Canyon.&amp;nbsp; OH MY GOD WOW IT'S SO BIG!!&amp;nbsp; I've lived here all my life and I had NEVER been there before and I gotta tell ya: you just CAN'T get a feel for how big the grand Canyon really is unless you see it in person.&amp;nbsp; It's just breath taking!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I SAW SNOW!!!&amp;nbsp; I grew up in Phoenix, one of the hottest and dryest cities in Arizona, so to actually hold snow.... I was in awe!!&amp;nbsp; I probably looked like a tourist to the other people there.&amp;nbsp; i can already imagine them saying &amp;quot;Hey did you see that black chick joygasming over the snow?&amp;nbsp; Yeesh, what a loser.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; BUT I DON'T CARE!&amp;nbsp; I actually held snow and made a snowball!!&amp;nbsp; I can't even begin to accurately describe how happy and excited that made me feel!&amp;nbsp; I was also nearly decapitated by a snowball, but it was all in good fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesse, what else has happened.... Christmas was pretty good; I spent it with my dad and Vivan in California.&amp;nbsp; They don't do the gift thing since it takes away from what Christmas is supposed to be celebrating, but I didn't mind.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;don't care about getting gifts that much at all.&amp;nbsp; It was actually kinda dull; we didn't do a whole lot this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH SENIOR PAPER IS STRESSING ME OUT!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm already behind on a lotta the due dates and stuff and there's things we have to turn in this week that I don't have ready yet at all~!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm scared cuz if i don't pass it or get it in on time and stuff i won't be allowed to walk at graduation!&amp;nbsp; And don't even get me started on pre-calculus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO LATE.&amp;nbsp; We just had our chapter four test a while back and out of all the teacher's two pre-cal classes, there was only ONE A and three Bs.&amp;nbsp; The smartest kid in our class (Or at least he USED to be) got a 69%.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was shocked; usually every assignment he touches turns to an A and sometimes Bs, so to get something like that was shocking.&amp;nbsp; I myself got a 60%.&amp;nbsp; Luckily she allowed everyone who got below a C to retake it... which is good because the next chapter is going to be the hardest of the semester!&amp;nbsp; And it's based almost entirely off chapter 4.&amp;nbsp; So if you don't get chapter four, you won't have a chance with chapter five.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Is there anything I'm forgetting...........?&amp;nbsp; OOH OOH I JUST REMEMBERED WHAT IT WAS!!!&amp;nbsp; I got accepted to the University of Arizona!!&amp;nbsp; AAANNNDD because of y good grades and stuff they also gave me a 5K a year scholarship!!!&amp;nbsp; This was without a doubt the best news i heard all month!!&amp;nbsp; I'm still excited about it; I told all my friends, my family, and the congregation of my church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of church, I joined a purity class type thing.&amp;nbsp; For the girls in my age group, it teaches about courting, good hygiene, manners, ettiquete, abstinence, stuff like that.&amp;nbsp; it seems really cool and I'm glad I signed up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, i think that's pretty much it; you are officially up to date~!!&amp;nbsp; Seeya next entry!</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Peevish</title>
    <published>2009-01-28T04:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-28T04:20:02Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too many LJers to list have submitted this question—what is your biggest pet peeve?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=758'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=758"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Ugh, people getting my name wrong!!&amp;nbsp; That pisses me off so freakin' MUCH!&amp;nbsp; I mean, it's a really easy name; uncommon, but still so easy!&amp;nbsp; Ayana! A-y-a-n-a.&amp;nbsp; It's so simple!!&amp;nbsp; I'd go on, but I already have a really long vent about this somewhere in my journal.&amp;nbsp; I'm too lazy to go look for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as of late people haven't been botching up my name like they used to, so I'm happy. ^^</content>
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    <title>Phoenix ComiCon</title>
    <published>2009-01-27T03:05:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-27T03:05:54Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow it's been a long time since I&amp;nbsp;updated this thing!&amp;nbsp; A lotta stuff's happened, but I've been too lazy to post anything about it here.&amp;nbsp; I guess it coulda been worse; I coulda taken a two year hiatus like last time.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, on to the entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD it was awesome!!&amp;nbsp; That's the best way I can sum up all three days.&amp;nbsp; I mean, WOW.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait till next year so i can go again, granted I'll have to register extra early to get a hotel room since I'll be living to far away to commute there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This convention also marked the last Con me and my best friend Sarah will attend together since she's gonna be going to New Mexico for college while I stay here in my home state.&amp;nbsp; If we're lucky we might bump into eachother or something, which would be totally awesome.&amp;nbsp; Still kinda sucks though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorite part was definitely the Ouran Host Club event out at the gazebo.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun; it was like I actually met the real host members.&amp;nbsp; The Tamaki and Nekozawa cosplayers were my favorites.&amp;nbsp; Tamaki's flirtiness had me filled with warm fuzzies for about an hour and a half afterwards.&amp;nbsp; And Nekozawa was really funny.&amp;nbsp; I wish the host club was real; I would go there everyday and (due to my bad budgeting skills) blow all my money.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, as far as negative stuff goes, the only thing I didn't like was not getting into the masquerade.&amp;nbsp; Me and Sarah waited in line for approximately two and a half hours.&amp;nbsp; There were only five or six people in front of us when the hotel manager comes out and says that the room is at Max capacity and the fire marshall wouldn't let anyone else in.&amp;nbsp; That was a bummer!&amp;nbsp; I'll be trolling youtube for a while to see if someone filmed it and uploaded it or something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What surprised me the most was I kept getting mistaken for male characters.&amp;nbsp; My cosplay was Paninya from Full Metal Alchemist (and the only person in he entire anime universe that I look just enough like to pull off a decent cosplay).&amp;nbsp; About three or four people thought I was Jacks/Jax from Mortal combat, who essentially looks like Mr. T with two bionic arms and no piercings or tattoos.&amp;nbsp; One dude thought I was Edward if he were in the Military.&amp;nbsp; Another person mistaked me for Barret (I probably spelled that wrong) from the Final Fantasy series.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of my cosplay, I have to make some emergency repairs to my automail; the glue I used for everything is coming off and stuff is getting all sorts of screwed up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now for the conclusion of my mini novel.&amp;nbsp; The Con was awesome and I can't wait for the Anizona in March... Actually, I think that's the last Con Sarah and I will attend together before graduation. Anyways, until the next time I think to update this thing, G'bye.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Happy Thanksgiving!!!</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T21:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T21:14:11Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="334" alt="Hopefully yours won&amp;#39;t consist of a homocidal turkey with a shotgun." width="500" align="middle" src="http://fc50.deviantart.com/fs38/i/2008/332/2/5/Happy_Thankgiving_by_catqueen5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this done JUST in time!&amp;nbsp; And yeah, about the floor.... I need a ruler.&amp;nbsp; Badly.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:japanime_dreamy:20277</id>
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    <title>Holy crap it's right!</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T06:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T06:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Name: Ayana&lt;br /&gt;Date: 11/20/2008&lt;br /&gt;Colorgenics Number: 21357064&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a very sensitive person and you try hard (perhaps a little too hard) to make favourable impressions and to be recognised by your peers. But you have that inherent need to feel appreciated and admired and you are easily hurt if all of your endeavours go by unappreciated or not acknowledged. Stop trying so hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You enjoy taking part in anything that may constitute fun and excitement. You need to be stimulated and need to feel that 'Life is worth living' and you are awaiting that stimulation and you don't particularly care where it comes from!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Compromise is the name of the game at this time and it is the only way you can avoid being deprived of the love and affection you so rightly deserve -so soften up a little, be flexible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You pretend that you are a carefree individual and that nothing really bothers you - that you are so self-sufficient that whatever problems beset you they simply flow off you as water flows off a ducks back. You are experiencing considerable stress, trying to conceal yourself from the rest of the world. In actual fact - deep down, you are not at all happy. You feel lonely and you need someone with whom you can 'Let your hair down' and share your hopes, dreams and high standards. You are imposing unnecessary self restraint on yourself. You would like to demonstrate the unique quality of your character to all and sundry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are presently worried about your future and you feel that whatever you do will go wrong. At this time you are your own worst enemy. All the disappointment that you have experienced, coupled with the fear that there is no point in formulating fresh goals, have led to anxiety. You would like recognition and a position of trust but you are concerned that these hopes and dreams may not be realised. You are very argumentative and insistent that you are right - maybe you are - but you are pushing too hard. Take it easy, let go, and smile. Smiling and agreeing with people works wonders - try it and see.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, that is so accurate it's scary. O_O&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;mean, Oh my God that sounds exactly like me.&amp;nbsp; EXACTLY like me!!&amp;nbsp; You've gotta try it.&amp;nbsp; Here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldinuniverse.com/default.asp"&gt;www.goldinuniverse.com/default.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Seven Deadly Sins</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T04:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-12T04:26:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wrath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who did you last get angry with?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My teachers at school.&amp;nbsp; Since today's Veteran's Day we had the day off of school, but the teachers used it as an excuse to give us a ton of stuff to do.&amp;nbsp; After all, we'll have the entire day to get it all done; nevermind any of our other plans we might have that involved having fun on our day off.&amp;nbsp; Just reschedule and forget about it. &amp;lt;/sarcasm&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your weapon of choice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh?&amp;nbsp; I'm not really a fighter.&amp;nbsp; I guess wit and biting sarcasm, but I'm not sure those qualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you hit a member of the opposite sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if they started it and by some miracle managed tp push me that far.&amp;nbsp; If provoked enough I'll seriously rip you a new one, but you have to try REALLY hard to get me mad enough to resort to physical violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How about the same sex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&amp;nbsp; The answer for this is pretty much exactly the same as the above answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the last person who got really angry at you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... I don't really know.&amp;nbsp; Whoever it was I&amp;nbsp;hopw they're not still mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your pet peeve?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;People getting my name wrong!!&amp;nbsp; Augh, that drives me NUTS!&amp;nbsp; In fact, I made a long rant about that a long time ago.&amp;nbsp; You can find it &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://japanime-dreamy.livejournal.com/8177.html"&gt;japanime-dreamy.livejournal.com/8177.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually keep grudged for a little while and end up forgetting about it.&amp;nbsp; I used to hold really long grudges but eventually got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sloth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is one thing you're suppose to do daily that you haven't?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&amp;nbsp; I'm probably a good three days behind homework-wise in my AP Literature class right now.&amp;nbsp; I also had a lotta homework I needed to do today but didn't.&amp;nbsp; I'll do it tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the latest you've ever woken up?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.&amp;nbsp; All is remember is that I slept for about 17 hours that day.&amp;nbsp; I got in trouble for that later because I was at my Gramma's house then and it was my last day there before I had to go home; instead of doing stuff with my Uncle and having a good time with him I slept the day away and left him with nothing to do.&amp;nbsp; I feel really bad about that now, though, and rarely ever sleep for that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oy, there's a lotta people I've been doing that to:&amp;nbsp; My freind Sarah, my other Best Friend Sara who moved to Missouri a few years ago, my Dad, my relatives in Denver.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a very reliable person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the last lame excuse that you made?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I Forgot.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, I fell asleep sometime during the middle but I never changed the channel and I could still kinda hear it.&amp;nbsp; Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock this morning?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;None.&amp;nbsp; I had the day off so I didn't set my alarm.&amp;nbsp; But usually I never hit my snooze button; I acvtually am a little bit responsible... kinda.&amp;nbsp; I'll sleep through it for fifteen minutes before actually getting up, but I&amp;nbsp;still get up in the morning somewhat on-time so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gluttony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Java chip lite Frappuccino from Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; Oh God those are good~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you a meat eater?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellz yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two baby shots consisting of about 3/4 gingerale and 1/4 crown royal.&amp;nbsp; And I&amp;nbsp;still woke up in a headache in the morning!!&amp;nbsp; WTF!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you comfortable with your drinking and eating habits?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No, not really.&amp;nbsp; I'm a fat tubba ooze and fat and I get even rounder with each passing day.&amp;nbsp; I need to stop that.&amp;nbsp; I do eat eal;thy stuff, but I have a bad habit of snacking and making bad food choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you enjoy candy and sweets?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh definitely~&amp;nbsp; Especially candy corn.&amp;nbsp; Best.&amp;nbsp; Candy.&amp;nbsp; Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which do you prefer: sweets, salty foods or spicy foods?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sweets. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever looked at a small house pet or child and thought, &amp;quot;lunch&amp;quot;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!? NOOO!!&amp;nbsp; Though I do have random visions of myself choking my cats when I see them asleep in my lap.&amp;nbsp; It only happens every now and again (About 1 out of every 15 times) but I would never EVER act on it.&amp;nbsp; However, if I start getting visions like that more often I'm gonna see a shrink about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Greed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many credit cards do you own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&amp;nbsp; I'm not really a shopper.&amp;nbsp; I barely leave my house outside of school and bowling and church and appointments.&amp;nbsp; Plus, I don't like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had a million dollars, what would you do with it?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I would WANT to take me and my friends to every anime convention in the country AND buy souvenieers, but I would ACTUALLY wind up using the money for stuff like college and a car or something (And maybe a few frivolous items on the side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you rather be rich or famous?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rich, definitely.&amp;nbsp; I would never EVER want to be famous.&amp;nbsp; I hate being the center of attention, I don't like rumors about my personal life constantly flying around, I want my business to stay MY business, and I would end up going to jail&amp;nbsp;for going homocidal on a&amp;nbsp;paparazzi or something.&amp;nbsp; It would drive me&amp;nbsp;nuts!!&amp;nbsp; So yeah, rich &amp;gt; famous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you accept a boring job if it meant that you would make megabucks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure.&amp;nbsp; I would definitely consider it, though.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pride&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's one thing that you have done that you're most proud of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my own real cosplay!!&amp;nbsp; Woohoo!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;can't wait to take pictures of myself all dressed up.&amp;nbsp; That'd be awesome~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's one thing you have done that your parents are most proud of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I got on the honor roll at school and I got accepted to Northern Arizona University and I'm applying for scholarships and I'm passing all of my classes.&amp;nbsp; Oh wait.&amp;nbsp; You meant ONE thing, didn't you?&amp;nbsp; I guess it would be getting accepted to NAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What thing would you like to accomplish late in your life?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Late in my life?&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;guess not being around for armageddon.&amp;nbsp; I dunno.&amp;nbsp; I'm not good at planning ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you get annoyed by coming in second place?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nope, I&amp;nbsp;can't say that I have.&amp;nbsp; I usually avoid competetions at all costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever cheated to get a better score?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only twice, and both times (it was on a math test) and I was deperate.&amp;nbsp; Class time was running out, everyone else was done, and I wouldn't be able to finish it after that day.&amp;nbsp; But my friend sitting next to me let me copy her answer (I still failed though) and I just happened to have a cheatsheet in my backpack that I could pull out and look over since the teacher wasn't paying attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did you do today that you're proud of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today?&amp;nbsp; I....&amp;nbsp; I woke up while It was still morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies, family, strippers, locker rooms)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One.&amp;nbsp; I accidently walked in on a girl while she was changing.&amp;nbsp; I apologized to her and awkwardly avoided her like the plague the rest of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many people have seen you naked (not counting physicians, doctors, family, locker rooms, or when you were a young child)?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one, and it was an accident.&amp;nbsp; I was changing into my swimsuit at a friend's house for a pool party (It was her birthday) and I forgot to lock the door ro her room.&amp;nbsp; He opened the door just as I reached for my swimsuit and immediatly slammed the door.&amp;nbsp; Everyone asked me if I was okay afterwards, which I was.&amp;nbsp; It was just an accident, afterall.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure seeing me naked was punishment enough for the poor guy.&amp;nbsp; He apologized a few times later on and I told him it was no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a person of your chosen sex during a normal conversation?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; Uhhhhh....... Well, y-ysee I was... He was just.. Erm, NEXT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite body part of a person of your gender choice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their arms, strangely enough.&amp;nbsp; I like guys with nice strong arms.&amp;nbsp; So sexeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever had sexual encounters (including kissing/making out) with multiple persons?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God NO!!&amp;nbsp; No no no no no no nonononononononoNOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Envy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What item of your friends would you most want to have for your own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her figure.&amp;nbsp; She has nice curves and not a single stretchmark or roll, something that i will always envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who would you want to go on &amp;quot;Trading Spaces&amp;quot; with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, I dunno.&amp;nbsp; I like my house and stuff.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could be anyone who existed in the world, who would you be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I would be myself, because I'm okay with who I am. ^^&amp;nbsp; Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as i've never been in any kind of relationship with anyone before, I'd have to say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to have a pretty little body free of rolls and stretchmarks (Though I want to keep the massive boobage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm...... I'm not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;What deadly sin...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you do the most often?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Definitely sloth.&amp;nbsp; I'm one&amp;nbsp;of the laziest people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you do the least often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, probably wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is your favorite to act on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sloth.&amp;nbsp; I like to be lazy. ^^</content>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the two months I haven't posted.&amp;nbsp; I thought about it, but never actually did.&amp;nbsp; It's kinda funny considering that in the last entry I made before my hiatus I said I would try to update every day like i did durin the summer.&amp;nbsp; As you can plainly see, I'm not a very reliable person when it comes to daily deadlines.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I'll go ahead and tell ya everything important that happened while I&amp;nbsp;stopped posting.&amp;nbsp; Let's just hope I remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEPTEMBER 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My 17th birthday!&amp;nbsp; Woohoo!&amp;nbsp; I didn't have a party or anything, but I did go to an Earth, Wind, and Fire concert with my uncle Spencer.&amp;nbsp; My mom works security at the theater they were performing and and was able to get me a couple of tickets.&amp;nbsp; It was all sorts of epic awesome!!&amp;nbsp; If you don't know who Earth, Wind, and Fire are then you have no real taste in music and you should be ashamed of yourself.&amp;nbsp; I love older music to be honest.&amp;nbsp; I remember listening to their songs while riding in the car with my parents back when&amp;nbsp;I was younger.&amp;nbsp; Man, did it bring back a feeling of nostalgia.&amp;nbsp; I actually stood up and danced to some of their songs.&amp;nbsp; For me, that's HUGE!&amp;nbsp; I never dance in people, mostly due to lack of knowledge, introvertedness, and self-consciousness.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know much of what i was doing and just copied what everyone around me was doing, but I still had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the other attendees,&amp;nbsp; Unlike at concerts with newer bands or whose listeners are a lot younger and stuff, the older people there don't shout their heads off during the songs or flash the band or crazy nonsense like that, which pleased me greatly.&amp;nbsp; And everyone there was so friendly!!&amp;nbsp; The people sitting next to me and Uncle Spencer were really nice and would talk and chat with us and stuff!&amp;nbsp; Hell, they're the reason I got up and danced (They kinda yanked me outta my seat).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, and the opening act was AMAZING!&amp;nbsp; I wish I remembered who it was; all I remember is the lead singer's last name was McDonald.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, they were phenomenal!!&amp;nbsp; I mean, I knew they'd be great so they could get the crowd pumped up for the main attraction, but HOLY CRAP I didn't know they'd be that great!!&amp;nbsp; They were so good, that if it was just them having a concert, I would go.&amp;nbsp; They just blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I recently joined a program at school called Producing Leaders of Tommorow, or PLOT for short.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't officially start until later on this month, but this weekend they had a special camping trip/retreat for the first 20 people to register.&amp;nbsp; I got mine in super early and was one of the first people registered.&amp;nbsp; A lot of people from different schools were there, so I&amp;nbsp;felt a little out of place, but my friend Chelsae was there too so I&amp;nbsp;felt better.&amp;nbsp; We rode in one of those really fancy buses with the tv moniters to watch movies, the cushiony seats, and a bathroom (Which was very unpleasant to use;&amp;nbsp; I didn't mind the smell, but it's incredibly hard to move around in there when the bus keeps turning and knocking you all over the dang place).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place we went to was called Camp Wamatochick (Try saying THAT five times fast) somewhere up in Prescott.&amp;nbsp; Good God Almighty it was COOOLD!!&amp;nbsp; It was between 60-40 degrees the whole weekend.&amp;nbsp; To some people that's nothing but&amp;nbsp;when you live somewhere where it almost NEVER reaches that low you freeze out there.&amp;nbsp; It had really nice cabins, a cool fireplace, indoor plumbing, a nice kitchen...&amp;nbsp; It was really cool.&amp;nbsp; After everyone got their stuff off the bus we sat around the fireplace and introduced ourselves and stuff before taking our things to our cabins.&amp;nbsp; The group of girls I was with got relocated from the cabin to an actual house (With bedrooms and a bathroom and kitchen and everything!), but I couldn't really enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; It was an awesome upgrade from the cabin we were in, but there were a buncha spiders in it!!&amp;nbsp; And they were BIG suckers!&amp;nbsp; One was in the kitchen sink and the other was in the bedroom me and another girl were sleeping in.&amp;nbsp; It was on the far corner of the room and never once moved from that spot all day.&amp;nbsp; It did go into the other bedroom at night, though, and freaked them the hell out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were there we went hiking, made arts and crafts, played archery, and did team building workshops.&amp;nbsp; My personal favorite was one where everyone stood on one box and using a rope had to swing from our box to another box a few feet away without touching the ground.&amp;nbsp; You had to get everyone across, then sing &amp;quot;Row, row, row your boat&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; If anyone fell off the box or touched the ground, everyone would have to start over.&amp;nbsp; We musta had to start over at least six times before everyone got across.&amp;nbsp; When it was my turn I was super scared.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure I'd make it or something, but with enough encouragement I swung across (Screaming the entire way) and actually made it.&amp;nbsp; It was scary, but really fun at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This week was homecoming week at my school, so for spirit week our theme was &amp;quot;Back to the Future&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was 50's day.&amp;nbsp; I wore a loose black tee shirt with the sleeves rolled up, blue jeans with the bottoms rolled up and a pair of low tennies.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have a poodle skirt or blouse I&amp;nbsp;could wear to that had to do.&amp;nbsp; I was shocked at how many girls wore poodle skirts.&amp;nbsp; Before that day, I wasn't sure any place still had them or anything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was 60's day so I dressed up as a hippie~!&amp;nbsp; I had a sparkly flowery top with big butterflies on it, a brown vest, flowers in my hair, tight jeans and a pair of white backless Betula sandals.&amp;nbsp; That day was so much fun!!&amp;nbsp; My guyfriend Willie dressed up as a Black Panther.&amp;nbsp; He wore all black and an army vest, and he had this giant sign that said &amp;quot;No Vietnamese ever called me the 'N' word&amp;quot;, which was a famous quote back them due to the stuff going on in the Vietnam War.&amp;nbsp; They treated black people the same as everyone else and kinda liked them, yet back in their own country people treated them like crap and called them names.&amp;nbsp; My friend Michael made fun of my bewbs.&amp;nbsp; The vest I was wearing buttoned up, but I couldn't get the top button because I have so much boobage.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I finally got it to button, it would pop back open.&amp;nbsp; Everyone thought it was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was 70's day and I dressed up as a late 70's... something.&amp;nbsp; I dun't think there's a name for that style.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My costume was really last minute because I didn't have ANY of the disco/punk clothes everyone wore.&amp;nbsp; I was scrambling to get something put together that morning.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my mom, I was able to put together an outfit.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I wore a black shirt with a lot of the shoulders cut, a redtank top, a tight red skorts, leg warmers and white tennies.&amp;nbsp; To be honest I felt kinda slutty that day because I'm not used to showing that much skin.&amp;nbsp; My shoulders, legs, and arms were all just showing, and if it weren't for the fact that I&amp;nbsp;have a kinda big chest I'm pretty sure my black shirt woulda fallen off.&amp;nbsp; One of my old teachers dressed up in a light blue leisure suit.&amp;nbsp; I wish I&amp;nbsp;got a picture of him; he woulda looked SO funny!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was also the night of the Powderpuff Game.&amp;nbsp; Basically the senior&amp;nbsp;girls play flag football against the junior girls and the boys dress up as cheerleaders.&amp;nbsp; A lot of them looked a little bit too comfortable in those cheerleading outfits.&amp;nbsp; It made me sad I don't have a camera.&amp;nbsp; I also missed the halftime show, which I had been dying to see.&amp;nbsp; That sucked.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, the seniors (Of course) won the game 16-8.&amp;nbsp; The juniors were actually pretty hard!&amp;nbsp; I mean, if you didn't stop them right away you'd never catch them.&amp;nbsp; They were really good runners!&amp;nbsp; My friend Lesilia was definitely the MVP of that game!&amp;nbsp; She always caught the ball, she ripped flags off like no one's business, and she was a hell of a runner!!&amp;nbsp; She made it look easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was 80's day.&amp;nbsp; i dressed up as a prep.&amp;nbsp; I wore a lavendar collared shirt, a sweater around my neck, and a pair of jeans.&amp;nbsp; I felt like such a spoiled little rich girl.&amp;nbsp; I lotta people wore ripped jeans, shirts with the sleeves torn off, mullets, and band shirts with 80's bands on them.&amp;nbsp; It was a really cool day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was our homecoming game.&amp;nbsp; I was really hoping we'd win; I even bought a hoecoming shirt!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately we lost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Miserably.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; The final score was 38-8.&amp;nbsp; I was so upset.&amp;nbsp; I want a refund for the shirt I bought!&amp;nbsp; We just did terribly.&amp;nbsp; The only really good thing about that night was the announcement of the Prom king and Queen.&amp;nbsp; I forgot who they were, though.&amp;nbsp; I just remember the winners weren't the people I voted for.&amp;nbsp; We had a pep rally earlier that day that was really fun.&amp;nbsp; I think it knocked a couple of points off my hearing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an acceptance letter in the mail from Northern Arizona Unicersity!&amp;nbsp; Woohoo for my first College acceptance letter!!&amp;nbsp; Both me and my mom were super excited.&amp;nbsp; I called all my friends and family to tell them!&amp;nbsp; I still can't believe it!&amp;nbsp; NAU is way up on Flagstaff somewhere; it's really cold up there!&amp;nbsp; NAU is actually my second-choice college.&amp;nbsp; My first choice is University of Arizona.&amp;nbsp; They're already offering me free tuition and lots of financial aid, which is awesome considering how much college actually costs (About $20,000 a semester).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HALLOWEEN~!!&amp;nbsp; Woohoo!!&amp;nbsp; Since Halloween was on Friday this year, the school said studen'ts weren't allowed to dress up, which sucks in my opinion.&amp;nbsp; I dressed up anyways, though.&amp;nbsp; I wore my schoolgirl outfit!&amp;nbsp; It's not techinically a costume because it's all stuff I've worn to school before.&amp;nbsp; I wore a white button-up blouse, beige and white polkadot skorts, knee socks and a pair of cute slip-on shoes.&amp;nbsp; I even put my hair up in pigtails.&amp;nbsp; i was so happy!&amp;nbsp; My friends dressed up too!&amp;nbsp; Eric was a vampire; he had some red makeup under his eyes and had caps put on his teeth that looked like fangs!&amp;nbsp; He woulda wore his yellow contacts, but one of them is all scratched up.&amp;nbsp; A lot of other people dressed up to.&amp;nbsp; There was a girl dressed as minnie mouse (Black and white polkadot dress and mouse ears), a girl dressed as a catgirl, and asome mexican guy I don't know dressed as a dude in a mariachi band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, everything after that sucked.&amp;nbsp; I had no plans for Halloween!&amp;nbsp; None of my friends were doing anything!&amp;nbsp; Willie was playing in a football game, Nancy and Monica refused to tell me what they were doing, Sarah was passing out candy, Kelsey was going to a football game, Casey was hanging out with her boyfriend, Becky doesn't celebrate Halloween, Eric was going to Fear Farm (As big a coward I am, I couldn't go.&amp;nbsp; I'd have nightmares).&amp;nbsp; I even called too late to go to the church function my church was having!!&amp;nbsp; This was the first time I ever spent Halloween at home, and I didn't like it one bit.&amp;nbsp; I passed out candy for a little while, but then got really bored.&amp;nbsp; I chatted on the computer for a little bit, then I went with my mom and Uncle to JB's for all-you-can-eat shrimp.&amp;nbsp; After we were done eating my uncle took me to the bookstore and we stayed till closing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to retake the SAT test since I missed my chance last time.&amp;nbsp; This time I made sure I had my admission ticket and everything, but I forgot my picture ID.&amp;nbsp; Luckily I was able to call my mom so she could bring it and they let me start the test.&amp;nbsp; I think i did pretty well on the reading and writing, but I probably tanked on the math section.&amp;nbsp; there was so much stuff I had forgotten how to do and stuff I'd never seen before!!&amp;nbsp; Of the three math sections I had to do, I didn't finish two of them and most of my answers were complete guesses!&amp;nbsp; I left feeling incredibly grumpy and frustrated.&amp;nbsp; I really hope I passed.&amp;nbsp; That test is pricey and I don't want to have to retake it.&amp;nbsp; Once sucked enough.</content>
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