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Seiei'/><category term='beach'/><category term='tablet'/><category term='crying'/><category term='choco'/><category term='hips'/><category term='sex pistols'/><category term='last day of school'/><category term='couplet'/><category term='wacom'/><category term='rhyming poems'/><category term='yuichi nakamaru'/><category term='codes'/><category term='can&apos;t dance'/><category term='bumper cars'/><category term='SF.'/><category term='group therapy'/><category term='martin luther king jr.'/><category term='brain is too tired to write labels xP'/><category term='internet'/><category term='embarrassing moments'/><category term='stupid camera'/><category term='kakashi hatake'/><category term='surprises'/><category term='i can&apos;t believe i spent time doing this'/><category term='sister'/><category term='new people'/><category term='gross'/><category term='friends that interferes with my crush and I'/><category term='adesso'/><category term='sleep is healthy for you'/><category term='eyes'/><category term='today&apos;s post is short'/><category term='old books'/><category term='dragon wings'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='caterpillar'/><category term='Dx'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='jeans'/><category term='kid magnet'/><category term='skyqueen'/><category term='perverted friends'/><category term='no studying'/><category term='conceited'/><category term='protect ip act'/><category term='i love you'/><category term='laundromats'/><category term='blog'/><category term='be nice'/><category term='kazuya kamenashi'/><category term='science tests are hard'/><category term='friends in my life'/><category term='fail message'/><category term='don&apos;t piss people off'/><category term='publisher'/><category term='parents'/><category term='bull fighters'/><category term='open house'/><category term='gundam  manga'/><category term='torturing teachers'/><category term='snowball fights'/><category term='food'/><category term='bottled up emotions'/><category term='go-T'/><category term='religion'/><category term='mall'/><category term='god'/><category term='dr.dad'/><category term='app hidden'/><category term='fail'/><category term='dual computer screens'/><category term='friends forever'/><category term='science teacher'/><category term='my birthday'/><category term='imagination dies with age'/><category term='volunteer work'/><category term='does he like me?'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Emiko's Day</title><subtitle type='html'>note: if I say something that you don't agree with, then just remember we're all entitled to our own opinions. So please don't go and hate on me because I would never do that to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-3957375337973780215</id><published>2012-03-16T21:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-16T21:35:53.922-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing is impossible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i have a dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robotics engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am who i am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career choices'/><title type='text'>I'm Just Your Ordinary Fickle Woman Here, Okay?</title><content type='html'>Okay! So I have something to set straight here. I wasn't able to do it sooner because of all the stupid homework I have, but I shall talk about it now. As you should know, I have a very complicated plan for my career in the future. And I fear some of you have not fully understood what I was explaining. Therefore, I shall explain it further in a way that makes more sense. What I have written before might have been misleading or hard to understand since when I try to blog on weekdays, I usually do it half-assed and rushed, so please forgive me for the crappy quality of weekday blog entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago (like last week or so), I decided I wanted to start being a writer. However, from watching many movies (all my knowledge comes from movies XD), I know how unstable the job of a writer is. It's possible that I can pour my heart and soul into a writing piece, and still not be successful with it. Therefore, I have decided that I shall be both, a writer and robotics engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming a robotics engineer (or engineer of some sort really) is mostly my dad's dream. But please, do not get the wrong idea of this statement. It may have been my dad's idea at first, but I have come to love this idea. In truth, I honestly love science (Earth's science is really hard and annoying though xP). It's my second favorite topic! (math is first because without math, we are cavemen). I also have the crazy dream of wanting to build a Gundam too. I mean that is probably every Gundam fan's life long dream XD. Thus, being a robotics engineer won't be something terrible for me. I will probably actually enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is though, I just feel that... writing is fun too XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL SO IN CONCLUSION, I AM JUST A FICKLE WOMAN &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa~ with this said, I plan to be a robotics engineer as my career, and a writer as a part-time and/or side-job-ish thing. If I become super successful than I shall invest into one of my ideas for inventions or businesses x3. I actually have quite a few of those! I just can't share them because I haven't copyrighted it yet ^ ^;; ...I mean I don't want anyone stealing my really cool ideas :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, I know this plan is kind of crazy! But still! Do you think I care? I'm the kind of person who does whatever the hell I want. The kind of gal' that wings it for everything she does. I act on whims, and I'm quite irrational. I do things without thinking practically all the time. A person with no plan to life, and no rules to follow. That is me. This is who I am, so you better accept it or pack your bags and leave because I ain't changing for you or anybody else. x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, I do also realize that this means I'm going to have to be skilled in both science/math and writing. But you know what? I don't care ^3^. What's the point in being skilled in one thing, when there's just so much out there in this massively beautiful world? What's wrong with learning everything? It may be a bit out of reach, but it's still possible, right? With a little bit of hard work, I'll be able to do it. I have hope.&lt;br /&gt;I have confidence in myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told I need to find a passion, something I love to do.&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess my passion is learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-3957375337973780215?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/3957375337973780215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-just-your-ordinary-fickle-woman-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3957375337973780215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3957375337973780215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-just-your-ordinary-fickle-woman-here.html' title='I&apos;m Just Your Ordinary Fickle Woman Here, Okay?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-8587456242594403936</id><published>2012-03-13T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-13T21:03:00.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plastic bugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointed dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career choices'/><title type='text'>Please, Dad, Just Let Me Be!</title><content type='html'>LOL Before I start talking about my incredibly &lt;strike&gt;boring&lt;/strike&gt; fun ^__^ day, I shall state something to you all. If you have a little brother (or perhaps a little sister, depending on what kind of girl she is), NEVER. EVER. buy them fake, plastic bugs that look realistic as hell !! Nothing good will come out of it! The only thing that'll happen, is that one day, you will get the crap scared out of you!&lt;br /&gt;Now, I shall explain this for those of you who have not experienced how scary or surprising fake bugs can be. So this story starts in the bathroom. Yes, the bathroom, the sanctuary of my home, and only place of solitude here. I was doing the innocent (and must I say, very&amp;nbsp;hygienic and recommended x3) act of washing my hands. It was terrible T^T. Washing your hands is supposed to be a very good, and enjoyable experience, but I was met with something horrifyingly ...scary xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I was singing a happy tune, and being in a totally good mood.&amp;nbsp;But then I saw this.... &amp;gt;____&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK2X-3Wvmeg/T1_gfwGK_aI/AAAAAAAABG8/GhTNGrO68-M/s1600/IMG_1943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK2X-3Wvmeg/T1_gfwGK_aI/AAAAAAAABG8/GhTNGrO68-M/s400/IMG_1943.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why that &lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was there in my sink in the first place, I have no clue. But yea, I totally freaked out when I saw this. I was just like "Eeeep~. It's a bug!! &amp;gt;______&amp;lt;. Dad! Make it go away." My dad came rushing in when he heard my screaming. But it was just a false alarm ^ ^;;. He was just like "Idiot. It's only one of your brother's fake bugs =_____=." All I could say was, "geez. I didn't know ;_____;." I'm not sure what kind of bug this toy is supposed to look like, but it's pretty creepy. I wouldn't say I'm the kind of girl who screams at the sight of a bug... &amp;gt;____&amp;gt; but when one penetrates the safety of my home, I have this "get the hell out, you creepy-crawly intruders" attitude towards them. I mean they're just so gross O^O. However, when I'm outside, I'm totally cool with it. I mean it's me who's the one in their territory when I'm outside, so it's not right if I squash them or something :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on! I'ma talk about tomorrow because...well I feel like it. I can't really describe how I felt about yesterday. It was of great annoyance, and yet fun at the same time. There's a bit of stress mixed into all this as well :P. Stuff happened. I don't know. Somehow, I was brought into a melancholy mood all of a sudden. LOL been having bit of moodswings lately ^ ^;;. So please, anyone I've snapped at yesterday (particularly my sister &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;), please don't take it personally. And no, these moodswings are not caused by PMSing... =3=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only nice thing that really happened yesterday, was that I learned how to semi-double-dutch 8D. I mean it's really hard to double dutch &amp;gt;____&amp;lt;;;. I kept jumping in between the ropes, but they kept getting entangled with my feet ;____;. LOL I practically made a fool of myself. I tried so many darn times, and kept failing. I bet a lot of people didn't believe I could actually double dutch D; people have low expectations of meh (yet some have too high of expectations as well &amp;lt;__&amp;lt;). However, towards the end of gym class, I eventually got it! :D LOL I jumped in, and I was able to make five jumps, according to Gleek-kun. Ah haa~ just a little more practice, and I can be better ^____^. Ever since I was little, I've always loved jump roping (not as much nowadays though :P). It was sort of my hobby when I was in elementary school. I can jump really well with solo-jump roping. I can do things like the&amp;nbsp;crisscross jump roping. Or walk and jump rope kind of thing. LOL I can do both crisscross and walking while jump roping 8D.&amp;nbsp; When you jump rope with the two people holding the rope for you, I can last for awhile (but I'm kind of rusty ^ ^;;). But for some reason, I just wasn't able to get the whole double dutch for some darn reason &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;. But now I've learned :D. oh ho ho~.&amp;nbsp;I love to hula hoop too 8D. I beat the best fifth grader hula hooper in the third grade (^___^)v. LOL but that's a story for another time. hm... sigh, good memories :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, for high school, my dad wants me to join some kind of sports team. I was just planning on doing sports just as a fun thing. I mean doing sporty-activities are healthy for you... but &amp;gt;____&amp;gt; I'm really lazy, and not that interested in sports. I like sitting her, at my desk, in my own, sweet little world ^_^. My dad was really trying to convince me into joining a sports team. He wanted me to join track. I was like "Noooo~." Not because I look down on track or something, though. It's just that... I really &lt;i&gt;suck&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;at running&amp;nbsp;;A;. I can't run an entire block without getting tired XD;;. I think it has to do with my breathing habits. I have very irregular breathing (because I used to have asthma). I forgot how to explain it, but bad breathing habits can cause you to do things incorrectly. When I try super, super hard to breathe correctly, I can run for much longer than usual ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Ah haa~ but joining a sports team wouldn't be that bad. I mean sporty guys are cute x3 LOL so I'd increase my chances of meeting some xDD (jkk~). I mean, they're cute because like, you know…they’re athletically fit and all XD. …but not those bulky jock guys ;A; with their scary-large muscles. I find body-builder types really gross D; ...no offense btw ^ ^;;. I don't think I have a chance of joining any kind of sport team though. I'm average at everything, so nobody would want me XD. I mean, I'm a real fast learner, and I can probably become a lil' better than average in a short period of time... but &amp;gt;____&amp;gt; to fit time for that and all would be so tiring Dx. LOL so I think I'ma just focus on studying (^__^)v. I wonder how I'm going to convince my dad out of forcing me to join a &amp;nbsp;sport team &amp;gt;____&amp;gt;. Maybe, I'll just screw up the tryouts for them or something, so he'd have no choice but to let me be lazy XD. jk~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! By the way, I have something sad to tell you people. I wasn't going to say until later... mostly because I was just too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy, &amp;nbsp;but I'ma share it with chu now because Gleek-kun keeps bothering me about it =____=. YES! That's right, Gleek-kun. You've been bothering me with your nonesense. Anyways, explaining that will take too long, so I'ma just stick to the original topic. The sad thing I have to say is that, my dad totally rejects the idea of me being a writer ;_______; //sobsobcryyy. I told him awhile ago, earlier than I had wanted to. (And no, I did not tell him while I was doing laundry xP). He was surprised, but he tried not to show it. I could tell though because I am his daughter after all.&amp;nbsp;He didn't tell me directly, but I know my dad pretty well, and I can get the hint whenever the subject comes up. Plus, he has said things bluntly like, "I can't believe you're giving up on science already," or "You say you want to become a writer, but you don't do __(&lt;i&gt;insert random thing I have to learn here&lt;/i&gt;)___?" So yea =____= he pisses me off sometimes. Just to calm his stupid butt down, I was just like, "Stop with the complaining." And he started to whine, "I'm not complaining!" I just gave him a '=____=' face, and said "Writing is like a plan B option. You know, just in case. I want to keep my options open."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_________&amp;gt; that was the only thing I could say to shut him up. My dad sometimes underestimates my ability to make my own decisions. I mean I truly do want to become a writer. So far, I've made good progress. But he was expecting some great engineer, scientist, or computer-type thing out of me. It's like I'm sorry, but... ;A;. Sigh. I dunno! I like the idea of becoming a scientist, and I like being the idea of a writer. GAH! I can't pick &amp;gt;_____&amp;lt;. I'll just do both. Yup =3=b that'll be my plan. I'll work hard to do both. It can't be too much work. Can it xP?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-8587456242594403936?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/8587456242594403936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/please-dad-just-let-me-be.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8587456242594403936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8587456242594403936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/please-dad-just-let-me-be.html' title='Please, Dad, Just Let Me Be!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK2X-3Wvmeg/T1_gfwGK_aI/AAAAAAAABG8/GhTNGrO68-M/s72-c/IMG_1943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5650517750877068549</id><published>2012-03-11T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-11T12:05:02.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='d grayman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi. laundromat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam 00'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chores'/><title type='text'>A Bit of Rambling Doesn't Hurt.</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm thinking about doing the laundry again. I mean it's the least I can do as a child of this house. Plus, my sister is too god damn lazy to help my dad, so I'm the only one left up to it &amp;nbsp;XD. Not sure if I'm going though. My dad wants my sister to learn how to do laundry whether she's lazy or not. I kind of like doing laundry though, and won't mind if I end up going instead. I don't know, it's kind of fun doing laundry with my dad. I have him all to myself for a few hours. While folding clothes, I have time to think. In a way, doing laundry is kind of relaxing, despite it being manual labor. I feel the same way with dishes. I like doing chores oddly enough. LOL I think that's the female part in me XD. Women likes to do chores when they're angry or something. I can understand why now ^3^. So who knows, I might fight to go do laundry instead of my sister XD. Well, dunno if I'm that into doing chores. LOL I mean work is work, and work is tiresome :P. But I guess I won't know if I'm going or not until later. No point in worrying about it now, since dad won't be leaving for the laundromat until an hour or so from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading my Gundam 00 manga this morning. So far, I'm spazzing on practically ever page. LOL Which is another reason for why I got volume one. I knew from the anime that Setsuna would probably be in it a lot. At the store, they had the volumes from where Lock-on died. The one where they focus on Tieria. And the one with Ribbons Almark. If I was going to buy manga, I wanted to buy a good one! So I bought the first volume because it's where they do all the introductory stuff. And Setsuna is in it most ^_________^. Oh ho ho~~. I love Setsuna's face. He's just so cute &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. In this volume, he's supposed to be portrayed as young though, so he doesn't look as sexy as he should be D; but it's alright because he's lovable no matter what ^3^.&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa~ now, I own two manga books 8D. Gundam 00. and D. Grayman. both volume one, season one. LOL D. Grayman is the first manga book I got. I didn't even know what the hell it was at the time. My idiot mom bought it for me because she doesn't know crap about anime. even after I've rambled on and on to her about which ones I like &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;. LOL But I like D. Grayman, so it's okay. Anyways, I love my Gundam manga ^3^. I am so happy~. so very very happy~. ~ \(^o^)\ ~*does a happy dance*~ /(^o^)/ ~ Setsuna is just so awesome &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. And LOL I LOVE GRAHM AKER TOO! &amp;lt;333 Setsu x Grahm yaoi pairing is so fun 8D. It's my favorite out of this series. LOL I think Lock-on x Setsu is weird. Tieria x Setsu is even weirder &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;. And don't even think about putting Setsuna with Allelujah XP. Ah haa~ but besides Setsu x Graham yoai. I also like Lock-on x Tieria and Allelujah x Hallelujah pairings ^_____^. Setsu x Grahm is just my favorite is all &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;By now you should know that I absolutely HATE Setsu x Marina pairings. &amp;gt;O&amp;lt; I HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;LOL Not because Marina hits on Setsu all the god damn time. Not because Marina is a pedophile since she's like 8 years older than him. And Not for any other reason you think so.&lt;br /&gt;It's because she's so damn stupid =_____=. She's so stupid, I don't even want to waste my time explaining how stupid she is. I really like her assistant lady though 8D. LOL I don't remember her name, but she was Marina's adviser or something. That lady is so badass &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. LOL I don't blame her for leaving Marina in order to join a rebellion group XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, most people think I don't like Setsu x Marina pairing because she's a female who's paired up with Setsuna or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! That is not true. I don't hate her because of that. like I said, I hate her because she's a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;You can know that I do not hate her for such a stupid reason like her being a female paired up with Setsuna because I am totally fine with Setsu x Feldt pairings.&lt;br /&gt;Feldt is so cute &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. LOL I find her adorable ^___^. And she's not stupid like Marina D&amp;lt;. So Ha! to all those who disbelieve my reason for not liking Setsu x Marina pairings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Anyways, enough about my Gundam nonsense XD. I shall continue on with this blog entry~.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rin-chan our going to become collaborators with each other ^______^. Yup, we were talking late one night, and totally came up with this ingenious idea for a book !! :D. So we're thinking about working together to write it. But don't worry! I'm still going to continue writing my original book. I haven't given up on that ^w^. Rin-chan is an incredible writer too :D so this book will come out to be epic x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just heard that I am going to the laundromat. OKay, so I can't blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run.&lt;br /&gt;Ciasu~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5650517750877068549?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5650517750877068549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/bit-of-rambling-doesnt-hurt.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5650517750877068549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5650517750877068549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/bit-of-rambling-doesnt-hurt.html' title='A Bit of Rambling Doesn&apos;t Hurt.'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-599705803649630076</id><published>2012-03-10T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-10T19:21:59.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuroshitsuji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luka-chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Setsuna F. Seiei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate curry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink duck tape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam 00'/><title type='text'>To Her House I Go !</title><content type='html'>I went to Luka-chan's house today :D !!&amp;nbsp;And it was fun as hell ! x3&lt;br /&gt;LOL I think I almost died though!!&amp;nbsp;We're both trying to lose weight (if any of you still remember), so she tries to make me go up stairs or run as much as possible. She totally kills me sometimes XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now where to start? Ah, I'll start with the food she served me :'D.&lt;br /&gt;All the Black Butler fans reading this now will totally understand what I'm about to say ^_________^.&lt;br /&gt;I ate curry .... WITH CHOCOLATE &amp;lt;333. LOL. We were going to get curry buns (because curry buns are badass &amp;lt;3), but we didn't have enough time to D; I'll tell why soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I shall explain my experience of eating chocolate curry.&lt;br /&gt;I hear (from Luka-chan) that a lot of people think it's disgusting. BUT ! I have a different opinion on this :3.&lt;br /&gt;I admit, the first bite was really weird. Like I had a total "O___O wtf is this?" kinda face. Luka-chan even started laughing because my expression was so weird XD. However, chocolate curry is honestly not that bad. I think I still prefer regular curry, but chocolate curry isn't as gross as most people make it out to be :&amp;gt;. It was an interesting experience. That's all I can really say :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After curry eating, we went out shopping &amp;lt;333. LOL Because I'm a girl ^____^. Ah haa I may live in a 'cave' and I don't go out that often, and I suck at all household chores, and I bring shame to the entire female race, and I'm not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;girly, and ...yea I lost my point. What was I talking about? Oh yea,&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I went shopping because it's fun XD. Plus~ I have to get gifts for meh epicly epicc~ friends &amp;lt;333. We went all over the place. I really love the city! There's so many nice stores so close together. We were getting a gift for X-chan &amp;lt;3333 because she's damn epic and deserves a gift!! We went to so many stores, but we couldn't find anything TT^TT. We finally gave up hope, and called her, and interrogated her. We decided to get her something sonic-related because she really loves sonic. It was insane. We went to the nearest anime store (another thing I love about New York. They have anime shopsss &amp;lt;3. LOL Nevada doesn't D; which suckedd). LOL Anyways, since I only had like an hour and half left to spend with Luka-chan, we ran all the way to the Anime store. We didn't know which direction it was, so we tried asking this old lady. We didn't expect her to know what the anime store was so we named a popular thing next to it, and she was like "Oh just go two blocks down this way." And we started running in that direction, but it was the wrong way ;______;. So we asked these two other girls, and we finally got there. I ran for like ten blocks straight! MY LEGS DIED &lt;!--////3. When we finally got there, the store was packed. It was so sad, I consider everyone in that store as my people because they all like anime. But most of them were like chubby and ugly and they look so fail ;______; //so saddd. Why can't people like anime and have nice facial looks? XD&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would mention what I got for X-chan, but I'm not really sure if she reads my blog or not, so I don't want to spoil it just in case ^w^. OH! I also got something else for another friend x3. I know she reads my blog, so I definitely can't say. But she'll be happy :D. Which makes me happy :'D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OH MY GAWSH !!! GUESS WHAT?!??!?! ///dies before I can say itt.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some cool stuff while at the anime store too! I LITERALLY JUMPED WITH JOY when I bought it! &amp;lt;33. Guess what I got at this store? I mean what anime-type thing could really make me happy? Do you &amp;nbsp;people know me well enough to guess right? ^_________^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...*pauses for dramatic effect*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT GUNDAM MANGA &amp;lt;333 HELL YEA !!! \(^O^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYiyfkOZW1U/T1vtjJklfkI/AAAAAAAABGc/Ag-3GbbF7So/s1600/IMG_1940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYiyfkOZW1U/T1vtjJklfkI/AAAAAAAABGc/Ag-3GbbF7So/s400/IMG_1940.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah haa~. I took a picture of the manga !! I got the first volume of the first season &amp;lt;33. And while I took a picture of it, I decided to take a picture of my binder~. LOL Btw that extremely neon pink stuff on it is duck tape. My binder was like falling apart, but I was lazy to get a new binder. My dad was like "Just put duck tape on it." And I was like "Okay." But like I said, I was lazy, so I asked my dad to do it. However, my dad was lazy too, so he had my sister do it. She, of course, grabbed this incredibly eye-soaring pink duck tape xP. But other than that, my binder is epic. You know why? Yup, you guessed it. It's because Setsuna is on it &amp;lt;33333. LOL By the way, I have no artistic talent at all. Therefore, that picture you see on it, was traced by me XD. Yea, I can't draw for life, so I've become pretty good at tracing things :&amp;gt;. I haven't read it yet, but I shall, and it'll be so much fun. ^3^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjyTPSVGOm0/T1vtrnmiDiI/AAAAAAAABGk/3WyRwodmSRA/s1600/IMG_1942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BjyTPSVGOm0/T1vtrnmiDiI/AAAAAAAABGk/3WyRwodmSRA/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took a picture of the back of the manga &amp;lt;333. I would've taken pictures of some of the pages inside the manga, but I believe that is illegal due to copyright and all that crap xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am happy C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WAS SO PISSED OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;When I went to that store, Gundam 00 manga was placed in the 20% off section. LIKE WHAT THE HELL?? D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Gundam should be a top seller. ;___________; but it's not as popular as it used to be. Gundam does have a lot of fans though. Just not as new as animes like Bleach and stuff, so... well I don't know why Gundam isn't popular, but it kinda is at the same time. So I dunno~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, if I were to die now, I'd die happily &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Now, all I have to get is a Kat-Tun product, and I will officially be the happiest person on this lovely Earth ^_____^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-599705803649630076?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/599705803649630076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/to-her-house-i-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/599705803649630076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/599705803649630076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/to-her-house-i-go.html' title='To Her House I Go !'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYiyfkOZW1U/T1vtjJklfkI/AAAAAAAABGc/Ag-3GbbF7So/s72-c/IMG_1940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7836342369598702564</id><published>2012-03-07T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T22:13:22.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile dammit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='be conceited once in awhile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='narcissitic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people miss me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ho ho ho'/><title type='text'>I Love You! ♥</title><content type='html'>Today, I had a great hair day! :'D&lt;br /&gt;...okay, that's all for today folks.&amp;nbsp;ciao~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa~ just kidding ^____^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I would never write something so short, it just isn't in my nature :3&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am going to talk about how much people love me.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I am going to be really conceited today.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because if people don't get to act conceited once in awhile, we would all eventually die was low-self esteem or something sad like that. So please, let me have my conceited moment today. I feel like complimenting myself with no shame today x3. Whether what I'm about to say about myself is true or not, I really don't care. It'll just be fun to say ^___^. and as I talk like a narcissist, I am going to listen to Kat-Tun music ♥ (and you should too!). oh ho ho~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, people love me! &amp;lt;333. I love being loved :'D. LOL because I give out my love to all the awesome people in my life, so it's only fair I get loved in return ^____^. Ah haa~ like people say, "love and be loved" and then there's some other stuff that goes along with that quote, but I can't remember what it was (and I am honestly too lazy to go google it xD).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how do I know people love me? Because I am EMIKO SEIEI, duh! JK XD&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when you are loved when people lie for your sake :'). LOL that is only sort of true! But anyways, it's really because a lot of people apparently missed me when I was absent from school yesterday~.&lt;br /&gt;Rin-chan said that without me at school things just didn't seem right ^____^.&lt;br /&gt;And Choco-chan said that it wasn't as lively without me there :'D. Ah haa~ this is because I am the life to the party! LOL well maybe I don't bring life to the entire party. I admit that it is really a collective effort of everyone in the group that can make hanging out fun. However, without my charm, things don't go so smoothly x3 (not really.. xD;;).&lt;br /&gt;I did get a few people who said they missed me or noticed my absence. It was weird! My school security guard even noticed I was gone. I don't even know the guy! LOL He was like "Oh, look, Emiko is finally back~." and I was just like "Who the hell are you?" but that was what I was thinking. In reality, I smiled awkwardly, and ran away XD. But he said something about how everyone was wondering where I was, and he heard a bunch of people in the office talking about my absence. I was just like "O____O;" because I don't really do anything worth remembering, so I dunno why the office people knew I was gone. They must all be a bunch of lunatic stalkers or something xP. I went to the lady who's in charge of absent letters, and she said the same thing!&amp;nbsp;"You aren't absent often, are ya, Emiko? Everyone was wondering where you were, and was worried. I heard your name buzzing around the office." My math teacher said my classmates couldn't believe I was absent. Yet a lot of them thought I skipped out on school to finish up projects last minute XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even some random substitute knew I was absent yesterday! I can't quite remember what he said, but he asked me about it. ^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O____________O It's scary how this kind of thing happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to two conclusions though.&lt;br /&gt;I either have a super ugly face everyone remembers or my name is so strange that people just remember it more than others.&amp;nbsp;(my real name is quite strange and literally one of a kind.)&lt;br /&gt;or a third conclusion, my school is small? (I dunno. does a school with 800-something students count as small?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I mean there's no other reason why anyone would remember me &amp;gt;_____&amp;gt;. I'm just a plain nerd who does a bit of volunteer work around the building xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear I make an impression on people, but I don't see how.&lt;br /&gt;My dad says it's because I have his "cool genes." Yea my dad is a&amp;nbsp;narcissistic&amp;nbsp;person too~ xD.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I mean I am pretty awesome, but not &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, so this small amount of 'popularity' (if you can really call it that) is getting to my head slightly, but don't worry. I won't let it take over :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm happy people care about me ^________^. I'm glad I make an impression on people :)&lt;br /&gt;I mean I always wonder what kind of influence I have on others. I would really just like if people remembers me, even in the slightest bit. Being remembered means I made some kind of impact. I love seeing people smile, so I hope when people think of me, they smile :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in conclusion,&lt;br /&gt;I love getting compliments because I get this nice fluttery feeling in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I love making people smiling.&lt;br /&gt;I love that people love me because I love people.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^______^ ah haa~ now hearing that you have my love, just makes your day, ne?&lt;br /&gt;If not, just let me believe so XD. Make a young teen happy~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7836342369598702564?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7836342369598702564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7836342369598702564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7836342369598702564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You! ♥'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2260371650127710306</id><published>2012-03-06T23:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-07T07:15:43.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting hit by a car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my luck is crappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love bs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumper stickers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute gay guy'/><title type='text'>Bumper Stickers are Sticky</title><content type='html'>Today was.. um. interesting ^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;First off, my morning started with me almost getting hit by a car &lt;br /&gt;But before that, I did stay up until 3 a.m. in the morning D;&lt;br /&gt;And after the car thing, I couldn't walk, and almost fell down! My dad said I looked drunk &amp;gt;___&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;OOH! But wayy before staying up until 3 a.m., I went to an open house at Bronx.&lt;br /&gt;And oh gawd, it's like I have ADHD or something since I'm talking randomly~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL So I'm going to start.. from the bronx science open house :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun! The school is huge! And I think I was a total public disturbance there XD.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the auditorium for some speech thing, and they had the coolest auditorium seats! They have little desk things attached to it! LOL I don't have that in my middle school, so it was cool xD. I don't know why I think this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OOH! I GOT A BUMPER STICKER &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plx09h0n47Q/T1bn_LcPdOI/AAAAAAAABGM/0E1VxuHYyKI/s1600/IMG_1936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plx09h0n47Q/T1bn_LcPdOI/AAAAAAAABGM/0E1VxuHYyKI/s320/IMG_1936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sry ;__; my photography skills are crappy, and so this is a bad picture xP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;LOL I don't know why, but that amazed me XD. I like bumper stickers for some reason. They're just so.. sticky ^w^ //mentally stupid aura flows around endlessly~ &amp;lt;-that made no sense xD;;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to the open house with Nyu-san and Jessa-chan. It was fun! :D But like I said, I think we, *cough* I mean &lt;i&gt;I,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;was a public disturbance XD. LOL I realized that I am quite loud. I kept poking fun at the student information stuff, and how wonderfully green the folder carrying all the papers were xD. I also made a big deal about the nicely decorated ceiling that had symmetrically&amp;nbsp;polygonal&amp;nbsp;shapes on it. So yea, as you can see, I was bored XD. And bugging the hell out of Nyu-san. Ah~ and while there, Jessa-chan discovered the possibility of a boy who I knew in sixth grade that might be coming to bronx as well. I hope he doesn't though! That boy sat behind me in math class, and threw crayons at me!! ;___; because boys are mean like that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL At the pretty inspiring speech they gave us, I saw the principal! She was corny xD. She was like "Ugh, I can't see up here. Is it the spot light? Oh wait, no, it's the brilliant glow from all your smiles" Or something like that. LOL It was funny though xD. She tried to explain how close the students are with her with a joke, but nobody laughed. I felt bad for her since she even tried to re-explain the joke ^ ^;;. Anyways, after the speech, we were given a tour of the school. And of course, with my beautiful luck, my tour guide was super cute ^___________^. . . . b-but like I said my luck is "beautiful", and he was gay OTL. I would mention how I know, but that might cause some trouble, so I won't say. LOL BUT THAT SUCKS. Anyways, I have this terrible sickness called smart-ass syndrome. LOL So I was basically asking stupid questions the whole time 8D. It's hard to explain unless you were there, but it was fun ^____^. He was so adorable though :'D... but too bad I can't remember what the hell his name is XD. Yup, I epicly fail~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL looked around at the male freshmans during my tour too. Ah haa~ my luck just keeps getting more and more beautiful xP. I was only able to spot like one or two OTL. Damn. But it was dark, and troublesomely crowded, and hopefully my eyesight sucks or&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;too. *crosses fingers and dreams* XD lolol.&lt;br /&gt;But what I loved was on the wall of random posters, there was LUFFY! &amp;lt;333 everyone's favorite One Piece character :'D. LOL So my people do exist at this nerdy school &amp;lt;3 (my ppl = anime fans btw :&amp;gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_80S5jFV1U/T1boFsTGuJI/AAAAAAAABGU/rzJ4tDRjFiY/s1600/IMG_1938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_80S5jFV1U/T1boFsTGuJI/AAAAAAAABGU/rzJ4tDRjFiY/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also got this bad-ass water bottle thing 8D. LOL I love what it says x3. Ah haa~ if you don't get it than too bad :3. My dad got it because he wanted a suvenior to remember the event XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after all is done and fun, we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;I worked on my homework, and that's why I stayed up until 3 a.m. ;_______;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning though, I felt sick and&amp;nbsp;dysfunctional. Maybe my heart was still getting over the fact that guy was gay. LOLOL JKKK! XDDD He wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;cute xD.&amp;nbsp;Anyways, I at least &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to go to school today. I woke up, and got ready. However, I almost &lt;i&gt;died&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;trying to do that. My dad usually drives me to school, but we parked kinda far from the house, so we had to cross some streets. I was barely able to walk in a straight line, nor was I able to focus on my surroundings. Thus, when I was crossing the streets, I was nearly killed :P. Luckily, people don't drive that fast on my street, and was able to stop in time. I was so unfocused and sick that I didn't even notice that a car almost hit me until my dad told me, and I heard a loud honking sound. But I was so out of it that I didn't even react to the honking! Sigh. So my dad forced me to stay home (well maybe not so much as &lt;i&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt;.) XD. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dropped off back at home, and I slept until noon.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have homework to do today, so I totally slacked off, and now I'm writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but now it's like midnight, and my dad is nagging me to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So even though I had a bit more to say, I'll save it for later ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night~ &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2260371650127710306?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2260371650127710306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/today-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2260371650127710306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2260371650127710306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/today-was.html' title='Bumper Stickers are Sticky'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plx09h0n47Q/T1bn_LcPdOI/AAAAAAAABGM/0E1VxuHYyKI/s72-c/IMG_1936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4890887013534047966</id><published>2012-03-05T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T07:27:47.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>I'm Stupid 8D</title><content type='html'>"You're stupid" -says my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know." -I reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? You're not supposed to agree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd be stupid if I didn't agree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys get it? x3. LOL I want you to think about it for awhile~.&lt;br /&gt;It's inspiring ;D ...or I'm just crazy xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4890887013534047966?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4890887013534047966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-stupid-8d.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4890887013534047966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4890887013534047966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-stupid-8d.html' title='I&apos;m Stupid 8D'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4589795440125606894</id><published>2012-03-04T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T15:10:28.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notebook'/><title type='text'>Oh dear, I, being poor, have only my dreams...</title><content type='html'>Ah ha~ It's my second post today :D. LOL I don't usually post twice, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;While out doing laundry, I bought this cute notebook :D.&lt;br /&gt;It's green, and adorable. LOL this is so random, but I felt like sharing ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;So uh.. enjoy looking at pictures of it XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHsLbkiL_Ws/T1PGTx-cLeI/AAAAAAAABF8/4_P3rDkr2L8/s1600/IMG_1926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHsLbkiL_Ws/T1PGTx-cLeI/AAAAAAAABF8/4_P3rDkr2L8/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cover, it says this really nice quote :D.&lt;br /&gt;LOL It kinda doesn't make sense, but it sounds nice XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_YzzggZ9hg/T1PGbI0_UCI/AAAAAAAABGE/HK8LxmlsrgU/s1600/IMG_1929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_YzzggZ9hg/T1PGbI0_UCI/AAAAAAAABGE/HK8LxmlsrgU/s400/IMG_1929.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't poor though... just middle class-ish :&amp;gt;. Ah haa but don't worry, I know it doesn't mean poor poor. I just like stating random things :3. LOL But I like this quote. It sounds nice. except I don't really know why someone would lay their dreams under someone's feet &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, while out, I also bought something nice for Rin-chan's birthday ^^ which isn't happening until April... But oh well xD. LOL. I want to give it to her nowww. Sigh, but I have to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;I hate getting a gift early for people because I can never wait to give it to them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very impatient person :3. Haha and the person can also never wait for me to give them their gift, so I always feel so tempted to give them their gift early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but one thing I never do is tell them what their gift is before I give it to them. I have this strong belief in keeping birthday gifts a surprise. I don't know why ^ ^;;. Like I think the whole fun of getting a birthday gift is trying to guess what it is. And I love seeing the person's face when they get their gift :D. But when you tell the person what their gift is before they get it, you can't see their surprised face. I believe spoilers are no fun, so I don't tell spoilers ^^. There's that reason, and because I just like keeping people in suspense, and generally torturing them xD.&lt;br /&gt;I think Rin-chan will like her gift though :) so I can't wait to give it to her. Hmm..I wonder how I'm going to wrap her gift. I always like wrapping the gift because gift wrapping is so pretty ^w^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4589795440125606894?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4589795440125606894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-dear-i-being-poor-have-only-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4589795440125606894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4589795440125606894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-dear-i-being-poor-have-only-my.html' title='Oh dear, I, being poor, have only my dreams...'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LHsLbkiL_Ws/T1PGTx-cLeI/AAAAAAAABF8/4_P3rDkr2L8/s72-c/IMG_1926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5531520130564476093</id><published>2012-03-04T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T14:22:28.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i like hugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='womanly man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torturing teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary looking teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folding is an art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great-grandpa died'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disgrace to women species'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundromats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my dad pwns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folding laundry'/><title type='text'>I'm Not an Old-Lady Laborer!</title><content type='html'>LOL Today I tried my hand at doing the laundry at one of those public places XD. I think they're called laundromats or something :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, when I was little, I used to live in a house that hand a washer and dryer already. That's why, I've never really been to a public one until now. My grandma usually does the laundry, so even though I've been living here for awhile, I've never had to go. But my grandma went on a trip to Taiwan for a month, so now my dad and I is stuck doing all the household chores and stuff (because my lil' sister is a lazy hobo, and my other two brothers are too young :P). Now don't get the wrong impression of me! I'm not some old-lady laborer or something!! I used to do the laundry when I was little (since I was like seven or something), but when we moved to New York, my grandma started doing that kind of stuff because she doesn't trust me! TT^TT //sob. LOL But seriously, my grandma is the type of person who likes doing things herself because she has this uneasy feeling that something is wrong when it's done by others. So doing laundry again is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was little, I used to like sitting on my washer. LOL It was like a carnival ride 8D shaking and everything. Today, I had to fold clothes and everything. It was kinda fun 8D. My dad referred to folding clothes as an 'art'. I was just like "you're crazy." but I still tried to fold them prettily ^_____^. ...My dad totally pwned my ass though OTL. I CANT FOLD FOR LIFE &lt;!--///3. LOL I bring shame to the whole female species XDD. I can't do 'womanly' chores. My dad is really good at it though... well I suppose it's because he's a single father of four annoying kids, and really has no choice, but to learn to a womanly-man x3 (LOL I'm so glad my dad doesn't read my blog. He'd totally kill meh for insulting him xD.. and then laugh because it's true..ish :--&gt;. Don't worry though! My dad is still more manly than womanly. so don't insult my dad =3=. i'll kill~ ya if ya do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, by the way my grandma went to Taiwan because my great grandpa died. ;_____; it was so sad. Especially since the last time I saw him was...when I was born &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. By the way, the funeral doesn't last for an entire month. xD lol that's what I thought when my dad told me. It's because she's there, so she minus well spend a mini vacation ..or something like that. I don't quite remember the reasoning my dad told me xD. I could have gone too because I'm special like that :'D. LOL but I didn't want to go to a funeral ^ ^;;. You know how sad it would be if I meet great-grandpa again through a funeral? I think I'd start bawling if I did D': it'd be so sad. I also don't have any fancy white clothes to wear to the funeral ^ ^;; (Chinese people wear white, not black~). Plus, I can't really miss an entire month of school &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;... But going to Taiwan sounds nice :D LOL I'll go next time to Taiwan I guess xD when there isn't a funeral ^ ^;. You know... I've never actually been to a funeral before though. It seems so depressing :'&amp;lt; from what I see on movies and stuff //&amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. Before my grandma left, I saw one of my great-aunts :D. It was so cool seeing her. We looked so alike O___O it freaked me out. LOL well all Asians look alike 8D ha ha jkk~. It has to do with family genes and stuff. I'm not stupid :&amp;gt;. I LOVE MY GREAT AUNT THOUGH !! She gave me $50 :'D. LOL I wanted to hug her, but we're not that close and she left&amp;nbsp;TT^TT. I felt so offended when I out stretched my arms, and she just walked away xD;;. LOL Well, I guess you gotta count the fact that she turned before she saw me open my arms for a hug ^ ^;; //epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH! My book is going great too by the way 8D. LOL I might actually finish it before summer ends! I want to try and finish before school ends because my English teacher said that if anyone writes any extra/non-school assignment thing, he would want to read it. LOL I wanna make my book super long, and bug the crap out of him with making him read it &amp;gt;D because I'm mean like that (i'm a sadist :&amp;gt;). It's not like I don't like my English teacher. I just feel the need to torture him for... oh wow... I really have no reason to torture him D: that's so odd because I usually have reasons for toturing teachers &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. hm..strange.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Well either way, I'ma just try and finish it. Not really that set on trying to show my teacher because he's kinda scary :&amp;lt;. He has these eyes that kind of bulge out, and so when he's mad, he looks like &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;mad. He probably doesn't do it on purpose, but that doesn't change the fact that he's scary looking &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5531520130564476093?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5531520130564476093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-not-old-lady-laborer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5531520130564476093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5531520130564476093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/im-not-old-lady-laborer.html' title='I&apos;m Not an Old-Lady Laborer!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-8137019554542301651</id><published>2012-03-03T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-03T17:26:25.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body parts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kazuya kamenashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nobuta wo produce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waist'/><title type='text'>where are your hips?</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! I've found time to blog~! :'D It's been like almost a whole week since the last time I blogged. And I'm terribly sorry for making you guys wait that long!! A lot happened this week, so I wasn't able to blog. Haha, but now I'm probably going to explain everything, so don't be surprised if this post turns out to be long.&lt;br /&gt;The action of this week started on Wednesday and continued on from there. I think I'll start backwards today though (meaning I'll go from Friday to Wednesday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Friday was a pretty kick-ass day. I had a lot of fun, and for some reason, I was in a terribly great mood :D ! It was weird for me to be in such a great mood when I had a math test that day. Ah! But I think I did well on it :) so maybe that's why. Anyways, I had a lot of fun during lunch of Friday. I learned stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where your hips and waist are? Point to them! Now since I can't really show you whether you're right or not, go google it! xD. You kinda have to google it too because I don't know where my hips and waist are TT^TT //sob sob failss. LOL I don't know why, but I think my hips are where my waist is, and my waist is where my hips are. I mean I know which is which, but for some reason whenever you ask me "Where are your hips?" I'll point to my waist ^ ^;;. Yeaa... I'm stupid &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. But it was funny because everyone started asking me "Where are your hips?" like every ten minutes, and I still kept getting it wrong xD;;. Then they started testing me on weird things I've never heard of!! It was seriously unfair! Like who the hell knows what a 'collar bone' or 'calf' is? Okay &amp;gt;___&amp;gt; so maybe a lot of people do. But what about the six (or so) major arteries? LOL Okay so yea all my friends were able to name it, so you probably can too &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. Yea I don't know the human body OTL //fails. ^ ^;; well now I feel stupid XD.&amp;nbsp;You know what else I learned? Babies don't come out from your butt! Did you know that? They come out from where they went in. I DIDNT KNOW THAT! /SHAMEFUL D; I fail like really fail. For my whole entire life, I thought you poop babies out when you go into labor. To find out that's not true was just so shocking :T destroyed all logic I've learned thus far!! ALL LOGIC O^O.&amp;nbsp;And did you know your foot is the same length as your forearm??&amp;nbsp;During lunch, X-chan told me that, and all of us actually put our foot up, and measured it. It's true!&amp;nbsp;What has the world come to? TT^TT. The waist isn't the hips. Babies aren't pooped out. Your foot is the length of your forearm. The funny bone isn't actually a bone! It was just too much to learn in one day! I think I fried my brain :O !!&amp;nbsp;On Friday, I also fell off my chair in science class XD. LOL Just felt like mentioning more of my fail moments. I was trying to read the homework off the board, so I learned back in my chair. We sit on those stool-type chairs by the way. I accidently leaned back to far, and BAM. I fell right off, with a loud "WAHHH~". Everyone saw, it was hilarious XD. It's always funny when I fall :3 because I have the tendency to make loud, weird noises when I do. Luckily, I didn't hurt my head :D if I did it probably wouldn't have mattered because I killed all living brain cells in it a long time ago xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was fun too I think. We did...we...oh wow O__O I don't know what I did on Thursday. Oh gosh, I'm totally drawing a blank here. I don't know what happened... so I'ma skip Thursday 8D. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was great! Now...I can't really go on talking about Wednesday without mentioning a few things... Luckily, with permission from my dad, I am allowed to tell you 8D. Yup yup. It's about my age :3. Supposedly, I am now old enough to out-smart the creepy stalkers/pedophiles/weirdos on the internet. Okay so how to say this.. gently?&amp;nbsp;I'm a 65 year old lady 8D &amp;nbsp;!! A superly bad ass 65 year old at that too!. LOLOL JK Yea that was lame xD;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you know that test I took awhile back in October? Well that was something called the SHSATs, specialized high school ..something.. test. LOL I don't know what the 'a' stands for xD. It probably stands for something like "assessment" or&amp;nbsp;something. There's these schools in meh city (if you're smart, you'll know which city that is) that are for like the 'best of the best' or something like that :V. It's just a place where they send all the nerdy people to XD. Anyways, I wanted to get into one of these brain-y schools, so I took the test.&amp;nbsp;And guess what?! I GOT INTO... *suspense*.. a really crappy regular school D: and failed the test.&lt;br /&gt;LOL JK &amp;lt;3 ! I actually got into the second best one out of the eight or so ones that exist v(^o^) victory~!&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa and if you're smart enough (or just a new yorker) to know which high school that is, don't even think about trying to stalk me at that school! because it's highly unlikely. There's like 3,000 other kids there &amp;gt;D oh ho ho~. LOL So yea funny story about when I got my test results.&lt;br /&gt;You know when they give you the envelope with all the information in it? And they always tell you to not open it until you get home? Well they did that for us, and since we're all a bunch of goody-goodies we didn't open it. However, since we're all nerds, we found a way to bend around that 'don't open until you're home' rule 8D. We just looked at the back of the envelope, and saw through the paper XD. LOL. When I tried looking back on mine, I saw the "B" and the "R" and the "O". So since I have no confidence in myself whatsoever, I didn't think I could make it into the second best. So I thought I got into Brooklyn Tech. But then I realized "wait! This word is too short to be Brooklyn" So I kept reading. It was Bronx Science. I started freaking out! And kept reading it over and over again. It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa but I epicly failed too. Because last year's cut off score to get into Bronx Science was a score of 520 (out of 800) and I got a score of 521. XD Ah haa, lucky meh.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Wednesday caused me to be super happy and incredibly sad at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIENDS AND I WILL BE SEPARATED &lt;!--///////////3 &amp;nbsp;*spazzes and dies*&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luka-chan got into the top school. And I already declared my passionately undying hatred for her because she's leaving me TT__________TT. My bestie will be gonneeeeee. I won't see her everyday anymore //sob sob /cries. Who else am I gonna molest everyday?! ....&amp;gt;___&amp;gt; Wait did I just type that? ^____^ yea well ignore that then.&amp;nbsp;She lives like 15 blocks away from my house though, so it's all good 8D. Oh ho ho~. So I'll still be able to stalk her x3 //is starting to sound creepy~.&amp;nbsp;Choco-chan got into a super good school too! A very desired school :D. BUT NOT IN MY SCHOOL &lt;!--/3 FUUUUU D&lt;. Y U TAKE MEH IDOL AWAY?! DAMNN.&amp;nbsp;Rin-chan was about to kill me XD. She wanted me to fail the SHSATs, and get into her school (she didn't take the SHSAT). LOL Which is incredibly mean! XD. LOL But I'm sad I won't be going to school with her anymore D:&amp;nbsp;Ah haa~ but Choco-chan and Rin-chan live literally down the street from me, so it's all good. I can go to their houses, and mooch off of their yummy food whenever I want during high school years 8D.&amp;nbsp;Katrina-chan got into the same school as Choco-chan. Which is no fairrr they're gonna be together T^T without me..&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT GUESS WHAT?! MY DEAR CRICK IS COMING WITH ME!! YAY~!!! &amp;lt;333 //jumps with joy. I knew we were destined to be together TTwTT //cries tears of joy. The red string of fate forever intertwines our paths &amp;lt;33. I mean if my hubbie didn't come with me, I'd miss her so very much! We're gonna be riding the subway together to the school and back :'D. Me and Crick together forever~ ^////^.&lt;br /&gt;LOL But Jessa-chan is gonna be with us. so it won't be just the two of us D': //sad. Nyu-san is happy about that. She refuses to believe that we share the same red string on our pinkies :&amp;lt;. But that's okay because I still love her ^______^.&amp;nbsp;It's great news that my dear, Crick, is coming to my school. But guess what? There are &lt;i&gt;five&lt;/i&gt; people that make me not want to go to this school despite how good it is =3=. Sigh. Good thing there's like 3,000 people there, so very little chance I'll run into them too often. But with my crappy luck, I'll probably be stuck with the same schedule with at least three of them. Yup, I predict that! I'll be tortured with the sight of at least three of them in my schedule somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;But back to the being separated from friends thing. We've been together for three epic years. We've gotten to know each other and grown really close. We're so close, it's like we can talk telepathically. We got our own code language. Oh our code language. That is something I'll miss.&lt;br /&gt;"How long was the taco burning?"&lt;br /&gt;"Apachitears"&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT //sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know for our code language, we didn't even have to discuss it. One of us can just start talking in the most obscure way, and instantly understand and reply in the same way. Me and Luka-chan were real good at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we understand each other in a way that can never be duplicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean where the hell in Bronx will I meet other incredibly crazy as hell people who are obsessed with anime, can openly admit their love for yoai, watch the corset scene from Black Butler even though it's like second-hand porn, be okay with being molested (on the head, cheek, thigh, hand, arm, stomach, and leg), and fight over stuff like what color sweet potatoes are???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say nowhere. You can't find people like the ones I've come to known now because they are just too damn unique. I love them, and would give up my life to save any of them any day. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;So I swear, if we all meet again four or so years later from now, and they've turned into some bitchy-ass&amp;nbsp;mongrels, I'll slap the living shit out of them and make sure they never find their left shoes ever again!&amp;nbsp;*cough. sorry for the French. especially since if translated into literal terms it's kinda weird XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Hopefully~ we won't have to part, and find a way to stay together. It sounds nice... staying together. I wonder what will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and while I'm blogging, I minus well share some more stuff despite how long this is post is becoming.&lt;br /&gt;You people should watch Psych. Yea, I was watching it this afternoon. That show just never stops entertaining me :'D. LOL This was random, but still, go check it out x3. Some good dramas to watch would be Skip-Beat (taiwanese version), Nobuta wo Produce, and Yankee-kun to Megane-chan. I'm in the process of watching those right now, and I love them x3.&amp;nbsp;Especially Nobuta wo Produce. It was Kazuya Kamenashi in it ♥. I just love him. He's so cool &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; ! Next drama I'm planning on watching is One Pound Gospel... because it has Kazu-kun in it! ...plus I hear it's pretty good xD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-8137019554542301651?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/8137019554542301651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/where-are-your-hips.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8137019554542301651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8137019554542301651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/03/where-are-your-hips.html' title='where are your hips?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2620132010251691154</id><published>2012-02-26T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T10:26:45.065-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tests'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dying'/><title type='text'>Dying sucks, and so do Tuesdays.</title><content type='html'>Dad went to go to a funeral today.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who died; only that it was a friend from high school.&lt;br /&gt;She died of breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;That really sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked kind of sad about it. I wonder if they were close friends. Or maybe it's just depressing when someone &amp;nbsp; you know dies. Thankfully, no one I've known so far has died. I wonder how I would feel if they did though. I don't really like thinking about death though... it's depressing ^ ^;;. So um.. let's change the topic, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm EXTREMELY terrified of this upcoming Tuesday, Feb. 28th. &amp;gt;_________&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you remember, around October~, I took a special test.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm finally getting the results for that test this Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I really really want to see my results, and at the same time, I really don't want to T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole future -well not really. i'm exaggerating here xD - depends on this test O^O !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did really well on that test :) ...but then again, I always think that after a test,&amp;nbsp;and over half the time I get a bad score OTL. well depends on your definition of 'bad score' I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well if I get a good grade, I'll tell you :)&lt;br /&gt;If I get a bad grade... I'll hint it &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. LOL JK I'll tell you~. Hm..but in a very&amp;nbsp;discreet&amp;nbsp;or short manner because I get so sad talking about bad grades ;___;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and update for my book! It's going pretty well :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got to go and finish up my damn homework! since tomorrow is Monday xP&lt;br /&gt;damn &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2620132010251691154?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2620132010251691154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/dying-sucks-and-so-do-tuesdays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2620132010251691154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2620132010251691154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/dying-sucks-and-so-do-tuesdays.html' title='Dying sucks, and so do Tuesdays.'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5586428252197735389</id><published>2012-02-24T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T20:54:09.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='part time job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Work + Monster</title><content type='html'>There's nothing much to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;All I did was stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to start again soon; on Monday. TT^TT that makes me so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I like school. I just really really hate the work they give us xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I won't even start on how much homework I have left to do D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, starting Monday, I have to go back to my part-time job again. Yea, I took last week off because I have to study xP. I feel so bad for Boss-Lady though because supposedly another employee didn't show up without advance noticed, so she was stranded with 20, or so kids, all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but since the location of the work place changed to somewhere closer, I was asked if I could work longer hours. It might not have been the best idea to agree since I get tons of homework, but money is nice ^w^. LOLOL So yea, the greediness inside me couldn't be subsided, and I agreed to work longer hours.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of working for about two and half-ish hours. I'm working for I think about four hours~ every weekday after school. It doesn't sound like much, but it can really add up after awhile :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I just remembered that if I have to do regular work &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; homework, I probably won't be able to work on my book very much D;&amp;nbsp;Aw~ this sucks. LOL Hopefully, I'll be able to manage my time well, and be able to do everything :D.&amp;nbsp;Haha I dunno what I'm going to do about this yet~, but I'll work something out. I mean I always do ^___^ ..sorta. I mean I always &lt;i&gt;sorta&lt;/i&gt; know what to do XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, nothing else has really happened.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been a bit... icky for me lately.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;So I won't ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm watching the anime Monster.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually pretty interesting :) .. in a creepy sorta way xD.&lt;br /&gt;It's about this Japanese doctor who lives in Germany (but none of the characters in this anime seems like Germany from Hetalia xD).&lt;br /&gt;Everything went downhill for him when he saved this really evil guy (who's blonde and just might appear attractive to Rin-chan. That is if he wasn't so evil xD).&lt;br /&gt;Then he meets this really cute kid that won't stop following him. The kid is kinda creepy too, but then again everyone kinda is in this anime xD.&lt;br /&gt;I think this anime is pretty good. ^ ^ so perhaps you could take the time to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it is like 74 episodes long, so it can be all that bad if it lasted that long :3.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only episode 14 though. 60 more episodes to go... xD. It's pretty cool, so the episodes seem to go by really fast though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be doing homework at the moment though...&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I should really stop sleeping until noon at the very least xD.&lt;br /&gt;I can't finish my homework in time because I'm only awake for like 5 hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;LOL i'm stupid ^ ^;;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's only 9 pm now, so I'm going to finish up a bit of my English homework, and work on my bookkk~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ciaosu~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5586428252197735389?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5586428252197735389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/work-monster.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5586428252197735389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5586428252197735389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/work-monster.html' title='Work + Monster'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5145634727458075030</id><published>2012-02-23T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T12:21:31.999-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing a book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncomfortable soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t hold on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumbler'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts in My Mind</title><content type='html'>Nothing special really happened; well nothing special that I feel like sharing :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but my book is going along pretty well ^___^ which makes me happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through like three ideas before I finally found one that seems to fit, and I have Rin-chan to thank for that! :D I was having some trouble, and had called her for totally different reasons. But somehow we ended up on the topic of how I'm writing a book. Now Rin-chan is like my editor ^w^. Ah ha haa~ but unfortunately, I'm not sharing the makings of my books with my other friends. Why? Well that's because if I do than it just wouldn't be as much fun, ne? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol plus, I'm pretty sure Rin-chan will give me good critism on my book.&lt;br /&gt;While on the other hand, Choco-chan will probably only say nice things or end up writing my entire book for me unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;Luka-chan will just insult my book the entire time, and cause me to have no motivation to write whatsoever. I mean she might have nice things to say about it sometimes, but she'll point out the weirdest things and like yeaa it's hard to explain :P&lt;br /&gt;Nyu-san is too lazy to read xD.&lt;br /&gt;Katrina-san works diligently on the roleplay that I have been slacking off in,&amp;nbsp;and I don't want to bother her with my book after I've been so lazy with the roleplay she works hard on ^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;Gleek-kun... &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; if I share my book with him, he might do several things. For example, he could go all crazy and compliment it to the point you know he's exaggerating (because he's just nice like that). Or he'll tell everyone about it, especially my English teacher, and I'll be bothered about it by everyone before I even finished D; Or he'll make weird connections to things or criticize it weirdly. Or well yea.. you get my point right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and etc. *is too lazy to talk about why I cannot share with my other friends.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so my book genre is going to be action-comedy-fantasy-ish. LOL I'm not sure XD. But it's definitely going to be comedy/funny. The main characters are all semi-based on my friends, but with a little&amp;nbsp;tweak&amp;nbsp;here and there ^__^. Ah hah haa~ this book is going to be so much fun x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. If only I didn't have so much vacation homework because than I could work on my book more D;&lt;br /&gt;LOL That's why I'ma just finish it all up today because I'm sick of it at this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oohh~ and while roaming around the internet a bit, I found some cool websites ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uncomfortablesoul.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click !&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;- this is a tubmler page~.&lt;br /&gt;I really like the images and quotes this person finds. They're all quite inspiring :D&lt;br /&gt;Made me really think about things. And some of the stuff on there really puts what I can't say into words perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bleach-infinite.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click !&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;- another tublerr page. lolol there's some pretty cool stuff on tumbler.&lt;br /&gt;Just a person who has some cool bleach picturess~. LOL I don't like bleach that muchh, but I just thought it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mkmiku.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click !&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;- a cool blog of an otaku &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;LOL This person's blog is actually pretty interesting. I haven't read much of her posts, but I like how she writes. It's pretty cool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://animebollywood.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Click !&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;- another epic blog &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;This is Katrina-chan's blog. Don't forget to visit this website! :D Katrina-chan is so cool &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa~ so that's enough link spamming for one day xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“I don’t know how to hold on..to anything. In the end, I always end up letting go because I’m scared. But why am I scared? What am I scared of? I’m pretty sure once I find the answers to those questions, I’ll finally be able to hold on.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes you meet certain people that can touch your soul in certain ways most people can’t. But you have to let them go because you realize that it just isn’t the best time in your life for them to come. It seems like you meet the perfect people just when you can’t handle them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;~from Uncomfortable Soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Bleh~ it's too truee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;so anyways, I'ma go do my damn homework now. So see y'all laters~ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5145634727458075030?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5145634727458075030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-thoughts-in-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5145634727458075030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5145634727458075030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/random-thoughts-in-my-mind.html' title='Random Thoughts in My Mind'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7787950811252631822</id><published>2012-02-21T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T13:30:50.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear anonymous'/><title type='text'>Anonymously Anonymous</title><content type='html'>Yup. Just some things I want to say to people, but don't have enough guts to tell.&lt;br /&gt;If you know me and our history well than you can probably guess which one belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't kill me if you don't like your message ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. there's one for everyone... except my readers. I'm sorry, I really just don't have anything personal to say to you all ^ ^;&amp;nbsp;Except that I love you and thank you for reading &amp;lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss. sorry for being such a gutless chicken and not being able to say this to your face :P&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen ne~ &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disobeyed the orders you gave me just two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain when you come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just please don't kill me TT^TT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;the woman with too many problems :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or are we becoming more distant? :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;The dirt... &amp;nbsp;xD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too annoying?&lt;br /&gt;So sorry ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Watson :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have more confidence in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You're really a great person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but I wouldn't be surprised if you had some dark and twisted side.&lt;br /&gt;I mean that always happens in movies. xD&lt;br /&gt;If that side exists you should showw it to me before I leave :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... we only ever talk about boys.&lt;br /&gt;We're just so different.. that when we talk about anything else, it gets weird or boring :T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I change that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;The problem magnet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous of you, and&amp;nbsp;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I technically won,&amp;nbsp;so why am I jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for you though.&lt;br /&gt;and I really really want to slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you are the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are just such odd creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just need to be yourself, okay?&lt;br /&gt;A person is always best when they act as themselves and not like others &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Um... the one behind you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I'm happy for your support,&lt;br /&gt;despite how creepy it can be xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Uh the not-so-busy woman(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with being 'too happy'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Emi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7787950811252631822?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7787950811252631822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/anonymously-anonymous.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7787950811252631822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7787950811252631822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/anonymously-anonymous.html' title='Anonymously Anonymous'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6772612809377570063</id><published>2012-02-21T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T01:56:04.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>Haha I'm a real idiot xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it up to me to do something stupid like taking a nap before bed time. *facepalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's like 1:30 a.m. and I can't go back to sleep D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tempted to go make myself a yummy glass of warm milk. mhmm the thought sounds yummy ^///^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dad will probably be upset if I do. Stupid microwaves just have to make that loud beeping sound when it's finished. If the walls of my house weren't so thin, the beeping would be okay :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to work on meh book~. I might later. Progress with it is going pretty good ^ ^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm watching Durarara!&lt;br /&gt;LOL at this rate, I'ma finish it soon. I mean this anime is just so good x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh my stomach is hungry D;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go eat something~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT I hate staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;Even though the TV is on and my dad is still awake, he's going to be sleeping soon.&lt;br /&gt;And things can get pretty creepy &amp;gt;~&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of the dark or anything... but it can get so lonely ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess watching Durarara doesn't help this thing I have with staying up at night.&lt;br /&gt;This anime can get pretty creepy too. Especially with Izaya's scary grin xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah D; it's 2 a.m. so late~.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'll probably go back to bed around 4 a.m. or something :P&lt;br /&gt;Well, I minus well stay up the whole night instead.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting challenge. I've never tried to survive off of two hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding xD. I'm crazy, but without sleep I totally can't function well ^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be super nice :D *smilesmile&lt;br /&gt;but when I'm sleepy, I can get real bitchy ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'ma go do productive stuff like homework or something xD&lt;br /&gt;so see ya~ ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6772612809377570063?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6772612809377570063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6772612809377570063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6772612809377570063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-3926090691105356611</id><published>2012-02-19T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T22:31:26.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing a book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becoming a writer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robotics engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career choices'/><title type='text'>me, a writer?</title><content type='html'>So today my dad had said something rather interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;Has to do with life, and what I plan on doing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I told him what I tell everybody. "I want to be a robotics engineer."&lt;br /&gt;It's just easy to say. Sounds cool enough. Makes ya sound smart too. Like you got big goals in life.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I believed that I really wanted to become one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't know if I want to or not for sure. I mean.. I'm not doing anything special to reach that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad laughed at me when I said that.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you really want to be that?" He chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yea, why not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. Really sounds like you're just saying that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. caught me red handed. leave up to dad to see right through me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?" I asked, playing dumb. I'm quite good at that; playing dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You aren't doing anything. You're not passionate enough to really mean that." and after that he left to go work on something. I was doing the dishes at the time, so I couldn't really go follow him.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the need to defend myself. To say I really do plan on becoming an engineer. But I didn't see the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking to myself. "I want to become a robotics engineer to build a gundam, right?"&lt;br /&gt;Ha of course I'm only joking about that. It'd be so cool if I built one though &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; !! LOL But I'm too stupid to build something so cool XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If not a robotics engineer... than what?" I started thinking about all sorts of jobs that exist in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so hard though =___=;;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna be a doctor. I'm not very good at remembering medical terms/symptoms or just things in general. I think I'll end up killing someone instead of curing them ^ ^;;. Can't be a lawyer... too much reading &amp;gt;___&amp;gt; and again, I probably can't memorize all the laws and stuff. Can barely remember the ten amendments xP. Can't be a circus clown or something foolish like that either because that's just uh.. not my thing XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something that's fun!&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't take me eight or eleven years of college to do.&lt;br /&gt;That pays well.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want it to bore me after awhile either.&lt;br /&gt;I want something that I can actually be good at too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I thought about it. Writing.&lt;br /&gt;It sounded a bit silly at first.&lt;br /&gt;I mean me being a writer? Sounds so odd when you think about it. (or maybe that's just me xD)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't sound as cool as a robotics engineer xD&amp;nbsp;but it's still something pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to go to any fancy college to learn to write well.&lt;br /&gt;I can make millions if I write something good.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun, and it never seems like a chore to do.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not too shabby at it either x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I wanna be a writer! LOL xD I feel like a child. always changing what I want to be in life.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't told dad about this yet ^ ^;.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what he's gonna say. A writer isn't exactly what he's been expecting from me.. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. Some bad ass graphics designer or something is what he wants. But ^ ^; lets face it, I'm too impatient to learn any of that stuff. To make him happy, I'ma learn how to do those kinds of things sometime or another though... I just don't feel it being something I wanna do for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL But I'ma need a plan B because being writer is like being an artist. If no one likes your art than you're so screwed~ XD. You'll make no money. Haha so I guess being a robotics engineer shall be my plan B ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to fix the whole haven't-told-dad-yet issue, I'ma try writing a book. If it's any good, I'll show him, and tell him my career change. That way, he'll see I'm not just kidding about this like I semi-was for the robotics engineer thing :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on finishing my book before summer ends. I wonder how successful things'll be ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ho ho~ I'm quite excited about this :D !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all my blog viewers must promise to buy my book once I'm done with it, okay? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL Just kidding~ &amp;lt;3. You don't have to buy if you don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, if my book turns out to be any good, you people should buy it XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...but I must warn you. I have a tendency of giving up half way or missing the deadline, so if I end up not finishing by the end of summer vacation than I am terribly sorry in advance ^ ^;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope I write this book though, ne? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-3926090691105356611?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/3926090691105356611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-writer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3926090691105356611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3926090691105356611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-writer.html' title='me, a writer?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2863534831535590606</id><published>2012-02-18T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T20:54:55.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dollar store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotton candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china i choose you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dim sum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one piece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mid-term fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep is healthy for you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student government sucks'/><title type='text'>I Came Out of My Cave xD</title><content type='html'>Today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I went outta my cave XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's start on what happened before that ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty fun. Today I slept until noon :'D gosh, I haven't done that in forever.&lt;br /&gt;LOL I don't know why, but I was so tired !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh wait, I remember why. LOL I'm insane, and I slept at 12:30 a.m. every night since Monday...yea not the healthiest choice to make ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;But it was for a good reason ! I was up studying/working. Unlike Nyu-san who was probably reading manga or drawing XD. Yup ! I decided to go super-nerd, and studying like crazy 'till real late at night.&lt;br /&gt;My dad wanted to hug and kill me at the same time~ xD. He was so happy I was finally serious 'bout studying, but also thought I was crazy for going to extreme.&lt;br /&gt;Yea studying so hard because of that stupid mid-term I had Friday. And that singing test I had Friday. And because my dad decided to make do vocabulary. And because of the stupid student government stuff I had to do. So yea, since there's not enough damn hours in the day, I had to stay up so late. Somehow I survived &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL So ! I shall tell you how Friday went for me :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just terrible !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mid-term I got 10 wrong TT^TT out of like - I don't know - 40ish questions?&lt;br /&gt;That means like I only got - I don't know - 75 on the test OTL. ///damnnn&lt;br /&gt;Haha I haven't told my dad about it yet ^ ^; //so gonna get murdered~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before the test I was supposed to study like hell for it.&lt;br /&gt;But on the Thursday before, I got &amp;nbsp;stuck into doing some crazy ass student government crap Dx&lt;br /&gt;The seniors just gotten a cotton candy machine. And we were going to sell it to the Freshman's party on Friday. So we had to premake a bunch of cotton candy bags to sell. I stayed after school 3 hours longer than I was supposed to TT^TT. You know how much it sucks when you have to stay at your crappy school longer than you need to ??&lt;br /&gt;It was so dark, and my school is so damn scary at night T^T. The scary ass security (lol I had to google the spelling for "security" xD //fails) didn't help so much either xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I couldn't study on Thursday for my mid-term that was on Friday because when I got home. I opened the book. Solved about five questions. And fell right to sleep on my textbook. I'm so glad I'm not a drooler. or else my book would've died. D; spent $12 whole dollars on that book ! I could buy a whole shit load of stuff at the dollar store ! (haha cheap asians ftw &amp;lt;3 xD) . Ooooh ~ !! Speaking of dollar store ! I got a bunch of epic stuff &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh which brings me back to getting out of my cave today. LOL I'm all over the place XDD. Okay, I'll talk about my trip outside the cave after I talk about Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so since I was tired and couldn't stop passing out at five questions, I just went to bed ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep at 8:30 pm &amp;lt;333333 soooo happyyyy~~~. Ahh haa but life sucks. And even though I got ten hours of sleep, I was still tired as hell when I woke up D; //that suckss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah haa I'm too positive. I got ten wrong, but I was laughing and smiling anyways. (my friends are so smarttt. they all got only 1~4 wrong ^^ //so proud).&lt;br /&gt;Choco-chan asked about that. Haha my philosophy is that if someone else did worse than I did than everything is fine :) LOLOL Now that I think about it, that's kinda mean. But it keeps a smile on my face so all is well XD.&lt;br /&gt;Choco-chan was like "How do you know someone got worse than you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because I heard the teacher say in shock '11 wrong !?' so I know." XD yea I dunno who got 11 wrong, but the fact that someone did is good enough for me &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Choco-chan started cracking up because it was just 1 more wrong than me. XD but its all good !&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'm either too optimistic or really stupid. Perhaps both XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh ~ for the singing test I got a 100 on that ! :D LOL I failed at like half my lines though :P&lt;br /&gt;It was because it was a long-ish song, and he had to test 32 other people, so he had us sing fast. I couldn't keep up T^T. Luckily, he passed me anyways :D so that was good !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors also sold a lot of cotton candy to the freshman too ! So that was great. LOL I had my friend's brother who is a freshman help sell them for me. Ah ha it's fun getting younger people to do work for you ///child slaver XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so now about meh cave. No wait. I mean meh trip out of cave &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the street that's main in streets. ...no wait that makes no sense. LOL Okay I was just out let's just say that XD.&lt;br /&gt;And I ate at a dim sum place. It was yummy x3. I love dim sum food. Don't know why :3 it's just yummy~. Ah haaa and I drank tea &amp;lt;33~. Plus, I had that um ..damn I don't know the name of my favorite dim sum food T^T. It's like that white stuff over the shrimp. LOL Forget it. XD I'll figure out the name for it later. I also love pork buns :D. And the cantonese style rice&amp;nbsp;porridge&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3. K enough about food~.&lt;br /&gt;After eating a yummy meal, we went to the dollar store ^^. LOL No not because my family is poor and cheap... well maybe a little XD hahaa jk. Everyone in my family actually has expensive taste in objects XD. I have the most expensive taste in the family though ;P. LOL but due to this, we like to challenge ourselves by going to places like the dollar store. It's like a treasure hunt ! We all try to find something that looks cool/semi-expensive but comes with a cheap price. We can get pretty creative with the stuff we buy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M4FeXvaEVGo/T0BA6lJrt1I/AAAAAAAABFg/leb0TWmntHg/s1600/IMG_1924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M4FeXvaEVGo/T0BA6lJrt1I/AAAAAAAABFg/leb0TWmntHg/s320/IMG_1924.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah haa so I found some really cool stuff today. You know those pretty glass/crystal things with the 3D images inside? Yea, I stumbled upon those. And I thought they'd be pretty cool gifts. So we bought like 20 of them XD. Haa. So I plan on giving the one with the flag to my social studies teacher. He's like my favorite teacher. He's the reason why I love social studies now &amp;lt;3. He makes history alive~ *rainbow affect*. I think he'll like it 8D because it seems cool XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZPJpud-_9c/T0BBKp9jkGI/AAAAAAAABFo/1uFMkUhWGi4/s1600/IMG_1925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZPJpud-_9c/T0BBKp9jkGI/AAAAAAAABFo/1uFMkUhWGi4/s320/IMG_1925.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sister plans on giving the dolphin one to her friend for her birthday. Not sure why, but I thought it was pretty cool. I just don't understand why there's a dolphin jumping over a light house xD. But it still looks pretty 8D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my trip to the dollar store, I went to the park :D for some healthy outdoor fun ! Ahahahaha .. no =3=. But the fresh air is nice :D. I feel like a good big sister though ^^ because I was playing and bonding with my little brother. Haha all I did was walk behind him saying "I'm going to get chu!" Since he is only three and his legs are stubly, he can't run very fast XD. But I still burned some calories while walking around :D. I bonded with my sister too ! She was mostly just following me around XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the park, I went home and watched One Piece with my family.&lt;br /&gt;LOL My dad, little brothers and sister, and I took out the snacks and started watching. It was fun ^^. I love chocolate chip cookies &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. and now I feel like I'm just rambling about my boring day XD. So I think I'll end the post here because nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was the little dilemma I had, and shared with Rin-chan... but I think I'll end it here anyways :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye byes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINA I CHOOSE YOU &amp;lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah haaa sorry just had to add some Hetalia in here x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, blog to ya laters~. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2863534831535590606?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2863534831535590606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-came-out-of-my-cave-xd.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2863534831535590606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2863534831535590606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-came-out-of-my-cave-xd.html' title='I Came Out of My Cave xD'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M4FeXvaEVGo/T0BA6lJrt1I/AAAAAAAABFg/leb0TWmntHg/s72-c/IMG_1924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-8600500141637198055</id><published>2012-02-15T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T20:39:00.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m so screwed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck'/><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>LOLOL Sigh. School is once again killing me &lt;!--///3.&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I have tons of studying and homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, this leads me to the bad news of today. I won't be posting again until Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT so sad, ne? ...did you just say no?? :O LOL I feel offended XD. Haha jkkk~ I know you people love my blog posts, deep down x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hand in a science project research paper tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;just got started on it today &lt;!--///3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm an idiot for blogging this instead of finishing it XD&lt;br /&gt;fml Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a science mid-term this Friday &lt;!--//3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i am luckily doing better. i can actually semi-understand the alien language my teacher speaks ! :'D !!!&lt;br /&gt;but i still needa study very badly. i'm so gonna die &lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to memorize a song by this Friday &lt;!--////3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the memory span of a goldfish T^T. i am so doomed OTL fml fuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;this'll be the end of me D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad has ordered me to learn new vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;gotta learn 10 new words by saturday.&lt;br /&gt;but i also gotta copy each one 25 times plus definition.&lt;br /&gt;and all that crappp.&lt;br /&gt;this is luckily not to hard ^^. the only problem is that i didn't start on this yet either ~ xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my dad is evil and got me like four books (over like 500 pgs each) that i have to read T^T.&lt;br /&gt;damnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd. If I die, you know why &lt;!--3.&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Anyways, I gotta go finishhhhh or I shall be in a load of trouble in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emiko over and outta here~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-8600500141637198055?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/8600500141637198055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/bad-news.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8600500141637198055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8600500141637198055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6857352718393195670</id><published>2012-02-15T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T00:29:19.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumped on valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart shaped pretzel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession on valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy is fattening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate is awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuse my french'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Happy Valentine’s Day !! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Well semi-happy I guess; depends on how you think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Hm.. well let’s start from beginning to end &amp;lt;3 lol because that’s how a story is supposed to be told (despite how many times I do it the other way x3).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Today, I woke up this morning, and boy was I in for a surprise! It’s Valentine’s Day and BAM I’m hit with a confession first thing in the morning. (was chatting with him before I went to school). How sweet, ne ^^? Well yes, I guess I could agree. He is very sweet person and all, but the feeling just isn't there, ya know? My heart belongs to someone else &amp;lt;3. But it's hard saying no to people. I felt so bad T^T. I mean if I hate being rejected (it obviously sucks ^^;). So when I think about how he might feel when I tell him the cold hard truth, I feel so icky and mean inside. I don't like it T^T. My dad says I'm too empathetic and that I need to learn to deal with it for the future &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. The guy took it well though.. or at least he pretended to be fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I go to school afterwards. Did I mention that I was apart of the student government? I'm pretty sure I did. Anyways, my grade's student government was having a flower fundraiser. That involved me preparing and delivering flowers to people today. Sigh. It was a pain because we were so unorganized (&lt;strike&gt;I blame our leader&lt;/strike&gt;). On the bright side, I got flowers :D.... form myself XD LOLOL. Spent $5 on something that's going to rot in three days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8YO4cs_2x6c/Tzs3HArA1oI/AAAAAAAABFY/vhIkvnVD8Do/s1600/IMG_1919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8YO4cs_2x6c/Tzs3HArA1oI/AAAAAAAABFY/vhIkvnVD8Do/s320/IMG_1919.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Choco-chan's sexy arm &amp;lt;3 xD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Above is a picture of what the flowers looked like. To be honest though, that's the flower I received from a boy at my school ^ ^; (different from the one from this morning). The one I got for myself was pink :D ! I had already said "no" to him before, but he still decided to spend money on me for this. The reason why continues to baffle me (money is too expensive to spend ___&amp;lt;. I've only been confessed to by 4 boys in my lifetime. Which is small compared to X-chan's &amp;nbsp;(makes sense since she's so damn epic !) And I'm sure Choco-chan would get tons too ! ... if her superior smart-ness didn't intimidate people (but I think her superior aura is so cool x3). I don't even understand why guys like me =3=. When I asked the ones that confessed to me, they never seem to know. It's either it takes them a really long time to come up with an answer or they say "I don't know." So no one (*coughgleek-kuncough*) should make a big deal about me and boys later (*coughrin-chancough*).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH! And I just gotta love how funny my school lunch is. During the holidays, the lunch room always has some weird shaped pretzel. This time the pretzel was in a heart shape :D. And Rin-chan's heart pretzel had another heart on it! So I took a picture ^___^. That's my hand by the way. Doesn't it look hawt? &amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp;LOL jk XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSWKDfcBaNw/Tzs22ynrmJI/AAAAAAAABFQ/7R24OpQ9d3w/s1600/IMG_1915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSWKDfcBaNw/Tzs22ynrmJI/AAAAAAAABFQ/7R24OpQ9d3w/s320/IMG_1915.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne, if you flip a heart upside down, don't you think it looks like a butt? :3 I mean, just think about it for a second. An upside down heart really looks like a butt. ROFL I'm so stupid to think this way XD. But my dear Nyu-san agreed with me ^____^. Speaking of Nyu-san. She tried to attack me today!!! She made me fall off my seat twice TT^TT. I mean... it's really hard to hold onto dear life from the person who's trying to push you off while laughing XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to pass out the&amp;nbsp;attendance&amp;nbsp;folders for after school classes, so some very nice teachers kindly gave me candy for Valentine's Day :)&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL But by the end of the day, I had about a ton of candy. I'm gonna get so fat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. But the sad part of this day is that I was kind of sort of dumped ? LOL I don't even know if you can refer to it as being dumped. Since like.. we weren't really boyfriend and girlfriend. Mutual feeling relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I was so damn confused =3=.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go into much detail ^ ^; it's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's not much I can do about this situation. sigh. So I'm forced to give up. Which is very unlike me :T&lt;br /&gt;I want to fight~. But I was told not to :L. And it'd make things worse supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I can't do shit. I'm told not to do shit. So I guess I won't do shit about anything.&lt;br /&gt;this whole mess is a load of shit really =__=.&lt;br /&gt;eh~ excuse my French ^ ^;... (ah haaa so much shit XDDD LMAO //im so stupid xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my friend found out about the confession this morning, and how I said no to him (ahh 'rejected' sounds so mean Dx), she said I lost a guy or something like that. That's so messed up Dx. I mean I'm not going to go for another guy just because one didn't like me. That's so player-ish! It's not that easy to fall out of love with someone too xP.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think badly of my friend though. I think she might have meant like it would be easier to forget/move on from this guy by going for the other. Which..doesn't sound so nice either. But still. She means good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Sigh. I don't know what to do~. But I'll think of something I guess. I always do (well..most of the time XD).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Hmm.. well I guess for now, I'll just focus on school work. Best way to distract/busy myself xP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Ooooh~ speaking of school work. It really sucks when you have to memorize an entire song in four days when you have the memory span of a 2 year old =3=...fml&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Ahh ha I have to go to sleep now. 12:30 am. x_____x I'm so gonna die at school tomorrow. Well wish meh luck then ;P ciaosu~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6857352718393195670?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6857352718393195670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6857352718393195670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6857352718393195670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8YO4cs_2x6c/Tzs3HArA1oI/AAAAAAAABFY/vhIkvnVD8Do/s72-c/IMG_1919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-8950819024673952258</id><published>2012-02-11T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T09:43:49.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sappily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dont just survive life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored of being smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dependent creatures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerd turned crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m a fool'/><title type='text'>Not so Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj8NxlejcxQ/TzZ5A5624vI/AAAAAAAABFI/eXl9cey8uA0/s1600/Untitled.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj8NxlejcxQ/TzZ5A5624vI/AAAAAAAABFI/eXl9cey8uA0/s1600/Untitled.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The explanation for how I act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I was little, I was that quiet nerd who sat there and smiled while solving whatever questions was flung at me. However, that lead to a rather boring life. Shit don't happen when all you do is survive each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I begun middle school, I learned that. Ha I can honestly say it's because of a certain best friend I have.(*coughlukacough*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, this friend of mine turned a innocently quiet nerd into a loud and crazy idiot. Or rather, perhaps you could say that she unleashed the crazy inside of me that had been dying to escape. LOL Either way, I'm now a bumbling fool who goes about laughing at everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't just survive each day now though, I've learned to actually &lt;i&gt;live&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Deep down, it does get a little difficult to do the surviving part of life, but I'll make it through. I mean that's what my friends are here for, right? They've got my back and I've got theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmm.. don't know why I'm in a sappily sentimental mood, but I saw this picture and these thoughts came about. There are some people who believes they're better off alone in this world (and I've met some of these people), but in my opinion, no one should be alone, feel alone, or deserve to be alone. Humans are dependent creatures no matter how much a person wants to believe otherwise. That's why I love my friends. They have this amazing ability to help fill in any gaps that formed in my heart. I don't feel so alone when I'm with them. I know I can depend on them too. I trust them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-8950819024673952258?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/8950819024673952258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/not-so-alone.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8950819024673952258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8950819024673952258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/not-so-alone.html' title='Not so Alone'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj8NxlejcxQ/TzZ5A5624vI/AAAAAAAABFI/eXl9cey8uA0/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4150402823460084014</id><published>2012-02-10T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T21:13:13.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty dancing is gross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lily of the valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ran over by car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving hips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prank calls'/><title type='text'>Well A Few Things Happened... :3</title><content type='html'>On a dark summer evening, when the clouds were absent and the sun was high, I was wondering very deeply in my closet about why the hell it's suddenly summer and dark when the sun is up and im in this dark confined space. yea.. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo ho ho xD I'm quite high today. LOL very hyperrr~. So sorry if I make no sense ! because I probably wont for this post ..or maybe I will. Not really sure. In a weird mood XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time I posted, &amp;nbsp;quite a bit happened. Hmm..where to start first~. Ah Wednesday was fun :) ..well It was but then I felt terrible afterwards. Nyu-san is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRANK CALL GONE WRONG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it turned out right, but ended terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Choco-chan finishes after school activities at the same time on Wednesdays, so we walked home together~. We pass by Nyu-san's house on our way home. So we decided to prank call her :3. It seemed like a good idea at first ^ ^;; but... Yea, so I called her pretending to be crying. I think I did pretty well ^^ (spent one year in the theater club :3). I was like "Nyu-san ! Choco-chan and I was crossing the street, and a stupid guy was speeding and ran a red light. And Choco-chan got ran over !!" but of course I said it with a lot of stuttering and fake sobs and it was rushed. It was so cool though! Me and Choco-chan hiding behind her car. We saw Nyu-san just dash right out her door, and started running towards where I told her we were. She was already like 15 feet away from me before I realized she even came out the door. I tried calling her name and ran after her. But she was so focused on trying to get to us that she didn't hear me. When she finally did, she turned around and clobbered me with a hug (well it was more of a sling of her arm around my shoulders), and she started laughing realized it was a prank call. But I think she was laughing out of relief of our safety too :). My friends...who I'll call Angel and Bicky.. was at &amp;nbsp;Nyu-san's house and ran out too. I feel so bad for Choco-chan because they all three started hitting/kicking her (gently of course) out of anger for tricking them. It's funny that they were worried for her, and didn't want her hurt. But once they saw she was perfectly fine, they started hurting her. People are weird like that :|&lt;br /&gt;I felt so terrible after the prank call though because apparently Nyu-san has had actually cases where people she was closed to has been ran over by car. I had no idea D: and I feel so bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry, Nyu-san.&lt;img src="http://www.cute-factor.com/images/smilies/onion/875328cc.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ! The lesson from this is never prank call anybody ever again &amp;lt;3. LOL jk...well it is mean to prank call someone ^ ^;. True lesson is never prank call someone about serious things like death :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..let me see...what else happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ! I remember. Today, at school, there was a "pre-valentine's day" dance. It was okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I CANT DANCE FOR LIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody at my school dances ever actually dance. Basically it's just a bunch of people put into the gym that all just sit around. There are those few people who dance, but it's usually those dirty dancing people xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing because I'm cool like that :D. LOL but like I said I suck at dancing. Can't get that whole moving the hips things right orz. I was told I was doing pretty okay, but I believe that was just people being nice xP. LOL I found it funny that one of my classmates told me I looked cute while dancing xD it was so random, and I think I was pretty fail :P. Haha but none of my friends were dancing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damnnnn my hips hurt D; *rubs meh hips*. ... WAITTTTTT~ no I mean my waist. LOL yea I don't think I've ever told you guys this, but I am an idiot who can't remember the human anatomy correctly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I love my friends &amp;lt;3. I love how me and them share common views &amp;lt;3 (but we also bicker about different opinions too xD). Everyday while walking home with them, we always rant like hell together. It's good stress relief :'D. LOL we usually stop at the corner of where we have to part from each other, and stand there ranting for about an hour. Ranting is funnn~ &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this normal stuffu, I also have poetry stuff to share. It's required for each student at my school to submit one poem for this poetry contest my school has. The select three winners, and they all get cash prizes (first prize gets $100 &amp;lt;3). They choose about 50 good poems out of the few hundred or so poems, and put it into a book. LOL anyways, back to the point, since I'm an over achiever :'D (not really), I submitted two poems XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like sharing them with you people :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Private Eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;All day you smile and laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Trying to make everyone not worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Caring about others. Never yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But your eyes tell it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;A thousand words they speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Through your eyes to the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;I can see a scarred lil’ girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your eyes tell it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;The secrets those divine eyes hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Something dark and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Tells the pain brought by memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Yet holds some things still a mystery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Exotic and beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Like the sky’s tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Deep and bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Like a cat in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Intense and awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Like a blazing torch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: none; text-align: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your eyes tell it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Yearning for attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Yearning for appreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just wants love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Lily of the Valley&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;To me, like little bells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;Pure as white can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;Always together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;Close in a bundle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;As one, they hold onto life’s rope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Growing together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Been that way forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Having fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;Soaking in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 119%;"&gt;But when old Father Time grows older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;and Fate’s winds grow stronger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;They begin to wilt brown with change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;No longer pure as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 119%;"&gt;All different in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%; margin-bottom: 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;The bells begin to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;One by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;and they take their own path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;Swaying where the wind takes them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;Separated from their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;Never looking back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;So yeaa~ I wonder if one of them will be a winner :3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;LOL other than this, I don't think I have anything else to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 114%;"&gt;I'm happy it's finally the weekend though. School can be a real killer ^ ^;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4150402823460084014?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4150402823460084014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/well-few-things-happened-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4150402823460084014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4150402823460084014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/well-few-things-happened-3.html' title='Well A Few Things Happened... :3'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-3206601590293645852</id><published>2012-02-06T23:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T23:34:00.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea sets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perverted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yaoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuroshitsuji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luka-chan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecchi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sebastian michaelis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='claude faustus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hentai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black buter'/><title type='text'>Mondays Suck... but today is an exception :)</title><content type='html'>I dislike Mondays so very much. I never ever look forward to them, and I find Mondays very stupid. It's the day that ends the weekend and begins the week of school; which means homework xP. And like yea, I could go on ranting forever about why I don't like Mondays, but I'll just get to the point of what I'm really getting at here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS LUKA-CHAN'S BIRTHDAY :D !! (which happens to be just six days away from the real Luka's birthday. And six just happens to be the number of Grimmjow. Who happens to be a really hawt guy &amp;lt;3 XD). &amp;nbsp;and I also had a nice morning ^___^ hee hee~. so Monday was great &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before~ I wrote about how I totally forgot to get her something until the very last minute. So luckily, I have this really nice gift shop nearby my house. Saved my life :'D. This gift shop actually has more wedding-y themed items. However, everything in there is still so cute and danty x3 I just want to buy a whole bunch of stuff I know I'll never use from there ^3^. Always go into gift shops, thrift stores, or antique stores. They surprisingly have great stuff there! You just have to look like in a treasure hunt x3. LOL Anyways, Luka-chan is really into the classic stuff (and victorian age, england, gothic, etc~ type stuff xD). So I found the -what I think to be- perfect gift at the little shop :). A tea set ! LOL Now hold on a second. Don't be thinking about those tiny plastic tea sets little girls play with XD I'm not a cheap person when it comes to friends ! It was actually this really pretty tea set of two cups and two slightly heart shaped plates. Each item has this elaborate flower on it in salmon pink (Luka's favorite shade of pink x3). I believe it's porcelain. And well actually... I have a picture of the tea set ^___^ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AY5MXL3JvxU/TzCgdLX5O9I/AAAAAAAABEo/fD-6uSv0-Is/s1600/IMG_1888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AY5MXL3JvxU/TzCgdLX5O9I/AAAAAAAABEo/fD-6uSv0-Is/s400/IMG_1888.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now I know it's a very crappy pictures. In my defense I had to take it in a rush ! And my camera just sucks to begin with XD. Haha but anyways~, this is what I got Luka-chan for her birthday. And I got it for a steal too ! Only $12 :D ! LOL I had to chose between three different sets before I picked this one. I couldn't decide, so I had called her up. I pretended my aunt was coming for the weekend, and that she loved tea, so I needed to buy a tea set. She surprisingly believed me XD (but then again I'm a bad liar and very&amp;nbsp;gullible, so maybe she did know but pretended xD). Haha so anyways, I ended up buying her this tea set :D. To make it seem like I didn't buy her anything special, I pretended I forgot her birthday XD. And to make up for forgetting, I said I was making her 3 super fattening cupcakes. She called me stupid XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made her a card. I always personally make cards for friends because it makes things more special that way ^___^. Except for some reason, even though this crazy idiot is my best friend, I couldn't think of anything to write in the card ! My mind was drawing total blanks. I had writers block T^T. LOL So I called her up again. I was real blunt and said, "Ne, woman, I don't know what to write on your card." And she went on about how she wants me to put a yaoi pick of Claude and Sebastian from Black Butler (kuroshitsuji) on it. *facepalm. sigh. How'd I know she would make me do something as crazy as that? //been forced to do weird shit for the past three years I've known her XD.&amp;nbsp;Ever since me and her first met, I believe (can't remember, but I think), she's always asked me to tell her stories. And she always has these weird restrictions to them XD so it's like I'm not even the story teller. LOL so as a special treat, instead of writing some corny birthday message (like I usually do xD), I wrote her a story instead :D. Sigh, but since she had me include that yaoi picture, I couldn't think of anything else to write a story about, but yaoi. You see where this story is going now? XD. Now don't think I'm some kind of weirdo freak pervert ! Because I'm not =3= ... *bursts out laughing* LOL XD Yea I can't hide that from you guys. I'm a total pervvv. I'm even nicknamed H at school~ (because H is how you say ecchi in Japanesu~). In my defense though ! I've never watched yaoi before ! That is if you don't count like the 2 minutes I watched when my dad was randomly flipping through the anime channels on my TV. It was so weird, he flipped to this anime where the scene had this guy pinning another guy to a wall and was about to lick his face/kiss him. And my dad was like intently watching it. I was like "DAD ! What the hell!?" He then turned to me and was all like "That is known as yaoi." And I was like "NO SHIT SHERLOCK &amp;gt;O&amp;lt; !" (of course I didn't literally curse in front of my daddy xD //goody goody) but *facepalmmm my dad is stupid XD. But yea I don't count that as "watching." And also, I've never read yaoi manga before (if you don't count like those two volumes of that one manga xD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS OFF TOPIC HERE XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote Luka-chan a yaoi fanfic for her birthday. LOL And because I was ordered to by the birthday girl herself, I'ma copy and paste the fanfic onto my blog :3. Now I shall just let you know ahead of time, this story makes NO SENSE whatsoever because I kept changing my mind on how I wanted things to take place XD. Sebastian is more of a seme-type character, but I made him an uke (just because I felt like it xD). And Sebastian is also apparently bi in this too. Furthermore, I would rate this as a T+ (following fanfiction.net 's rating system). So don't worry, it's not M x3. I also was too afraid to write in much detail. Because I couldn't handle all the spazzing that was taking place as I was writing this XD. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warning !&lt;/b&gt; Despite this being only T+ the following is somewhat mature-content-y like, so REFRAIN YOURSELF from reading this if you are 12 and &lt;i&gt;under&lt;/i&gt;. I mean try to stay innocent for as long as you can~. Just skip to the bottom. Please and thank you ^___^~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here is the yaoi fanfic I wrote for Luka-chan's birthday. Prepare yourself xD I warned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Once upon a time, there were two incredibly stupid girls. These two were bestowed the names, Luka and Emiko. The relationship between the two girls is unknown. Anyways, bored on a random Sunday, the day of the Lord. To defy this holy day, Luka had worn a pair of black cat ears. Emiko w earing a devil red sundress. They went strolling into the forest. Of course, ever since they were little, they were told never to go into the forest. But like I said in the beginning, they were stupid. As they kept getting deeper and deeper into the woods, everything began to get darker. Thrilled and excited by the new creepy aura that filled the air, Luka strived forwards; dragging Emiko along (No like literally dragging her. That Luka was scary strong). Little did they know that, lurking in the forest, were two pairs of eyes closely watching them. Unfortunately, Emiko’s bickering and screaming had stopped them in the midst of their… activities. Obviously, annoyed with this, the glasses wearing one had stepped out from the shadows. Noticing this, Emiko had stopped her shouting. Luka had turned to see what had caused for such silence. There she saw two mischievously sexy males step out from behind the trees. Both wearing butler suits; the mark of a demon in this land. In unison, Luka and Emiko had started to scream… like total fangirls! “So sexy!! Kyaaa~! Demons are so hawt !” the two started shouting together. Both rolling on the ground and spazzing. An amused grin took shape on the two demons’ faces. “My, how interesting. Wouldn’t you agree, Claude?” spoke the demon with hair as black as the depths of hell. “Oh yes,&amp;nbsp; Sebastian. Out of all the centuries placed on this god forsaken land, I have never seen such odd specimens of human beings,” replied the devil in glasses. With a slight embarrassed cough, the two got up from the ground, and dusted themselves off.&amp;nbsp; “Ne, Luka, have you ever seen a demon before?” Emiko had whispered with a slight hint of worry. “No, but who cares. They’re totally hot.” Ignorantly replied Luka, unaware of the potential danger. Sebastian looked straight into Luka’s eyes. The demon had found his prey. He walked towards her, closing the distance between them, and wrapped one slim figure around her chin. A devilish gleam in his eyes. Casually leaning forward, he whispered into her ear, “May I say, you look rather tasty this fine evening.” Feeling unusually complimented, Luka had giggled. Claude had just rolled his eyes at the fool of a demon, annoyed he had made the first move onto the fair lady.&amp;nbsp; “Tch. What a bastard.” thought Claude, “He only likes her cat ears.” There Claude had sat on the ground, sulking with his loss. With lack of attention from a sexy demon, Emiko had&amp;nbsp; also sat on the floor. Sebastian, realizing the dull mood in the air, had concocted&amp;nbsp; a rather mischievous plan. “Madam?” Sebastian had spoke, carelessly petting the fake cat ears upon Luka’s head. “Hm?” Luka had responded. “Would you like to see…&amp;nbsp; a show?” “What kind of show?” “A brilliant performance between two males.” Interested, Luka had agreed to see it. Sebastian had leaned towards Claude, and whispered something into his ear. With an approving nod, Claude had gotten up. Luka had taken the notion to sit down next to Emiko. The two demons had positioned themselves in front of the two ladies. Then Sebastian had moved towards Claude, loosening his tie. As he was doing so, Claude had cupped Sebastian’s face with his left hand, tilting it upwards. “Focus here instead.” Claude had seductively whispered, licking his lips. Sebastian grinned, “If you so wish.” Slowly, the two leaned in closer&amp;nbsp; to each other when finally their lips touched.&amp;nbsp; An electrifying sensation coursed through them, and they began to get a little rougher.&amp;nbsp; Claude had bitten Sebastian’s lips, begging for entrance. Unwilling to control the desire, Sebastian separated his lips, letting Claude’s tongue slip in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His demonousity taking over, Sebastian had taken a nibble at Claude’s supple lips. “Tch. You whore.” Claude gasped as he felt the slight sting of Sebastian’s bite. Blood started to trickle from the edge of his mouth. To get back at Sebastian, Claude had made the first move to strip him of the bastard of an obstacle separating Claude from skin contact; clothing. The whole time, Luka and Emiko sat there closely together, spazzing. Their eyes wanting the unspeakable. Sebastian’s chest and well built abs was then exposed to the dangers of what Claude could do. Kissing Sebastian’s mouth, he continued going downwards toward his stomach, and then even lower. “Nughhnn.” Sebastian moaned. He couldn’t stand that this glasses wearing brick was making feel such pleasure.&amp;nbsp; Sebastian tried to release Claude of his binding clothes. Claude only smirked, and with one hand, he pinned down both of Sebastian's hands. With his free hand, he reached for Sebastian’s pants. All the while, kissing him gently on the lips. Pissed, Sebastian had pushed Claude so that he was now on top. Sebastian ripped Claude’s clothing off, annoyed with its presence. He was going to make Claude moan so loud that the even God will hear him in the heavens for pay back of embarrassing him so just a few minutes ago. He had taken his tongue and… &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;“AHHHHHHHHHH~!!” screamed Luka as she jolted awake, scaring the living crap out of Emiko.&lt;br /&gt;“What the hell, woman?!” yelled a pissed off Emiko.&lt;br /&gt;“I just had the craziest dream!” Luka said.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;THE END &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL so as you can see it wasn't that perverted of a story ^_^. Haha or you might believe otherwise XD. Don't really matter to me.&amp;nbsp;This is &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog after all :3.&amp;nbsp;And since this entry is getting really long due to the story, I'ma just end it here :P.All you need to understand from this entry today is that Mondays have the possibility to be great :'D. I know it seemed impossible, but it can actually be done! YAY~ XD LOL but Mondays are seriously rarely ever good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Luka-chan really liked her gift. I think between the tea set and the yaoi fanfic, I think she liked the yaoi fanfic more XD ROFL. YUP ! My best friend is a perv. LOL &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;But I know she liked the tea set too ^___^. Because well she said she did XD. And because she likes tea :D and tea cups because of Kuroshitsuji and whatnot~. So yea, don't think I got her this outrageously weird/odd gift, and she didn't like it. I know what my friends like~ *smirk. x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to sleeppp because I am unfortunately human :3. Haha so I hope you enjoyed~ ;D.&lt;br /&gt;Bye peoples~ &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-3206601590293645852?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/3206601590293645852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/mondays-suck-but-today-is-exception.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3206601590293645852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3206601590293645852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/mondays-suck-but-today-is-exception.html' title='Mondays Suck... but today is an exception :)'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AY5MXL3JvxU/TzCgdLX5O9I/AAAAAAAABEo/fD-6uSv0-Is/s72-c/IMG_1888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7468244569005543521</id><published>2012-02-05T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T13:47:29.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eye sight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best friend'/><title type='text'>I CANT BELIEVE FORGOT !</title><content type='html'>Oh mi gosh !! Tomorrow is Luka-chan's birthday, and I totally forgot to get her something TT^TT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//full on panic mode XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on getting her something super cool, but when February came, I forgot her birthday would be in just a matter of six days. I FAIL !! I can't believe I'm this stupid. LOL So I gotta go shopping today. I wonder if my dad will let me. I was supposed to buy something for her when I went out yesterday, but I just couldn't find anything that screamed "LUKA." I didn't want to buy her something she wouldn't like. My dad started lecturing me about it though. He was all like "She's your best friend, and you can't think of what to buy her? That's just sad." And he was all pissed off that I wasted his time in taking me out. Which is real stupid because he didn't have to come =__=. He said I was aimlessly walking around, and calling me stupid. But I wasn't just aimlessly walking around ! I know what she likes. I mean is it really my fault that the stupid stores we went to didn't have the kind of things that she would like to have? I wish he understood that :T. Haha, so I'm going to have to convince him to let me go out later today~. If I can't then &amp;gt;____&amp;lt; well I'm doomed. I wonder how things will work out ^ ^;;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides all that ~ I'm doing pretty good :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I'm kind of lazy at the moment, so I don't really feel like writing any more ^ ^;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sooo~ yea. I'ma go now. And find out how I'm going to fix this whole birthday problem XDD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7468244569005543521?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7468244569005543521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-cant-believe-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7468244569005543521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7468244569005543521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-cant-believe-forgot.html' title='I CANT BELIEVE FORGOT !'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7889184742041783914</id><published>2012-02-04T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T10:40:20.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francis crick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherlock roleplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what shit watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james watson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no shit sherlock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sherlock'/><title type='text'>What Shit Watson?</title><content type='html'>LOLOL Anyone here a fan of Sherlock Holmes? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the phrase, "No shit Sherlock?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD Well for my group of friends, that's like our favorite phrase. Haha we all say such&amp;nbsp;redundant things all the time, that the phrase is so commonly spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but Rin-chan decided to put her own spin on it XD. Now she says "No shit Watson." LOL Because supposedly there is only one Sherlock. So she can't be callin' other people Sherlock. Hense why she changed it to Watson. And that Sherlock is her~. Which is a good laugh since she acts so air headed at times XDD. If Rin-chan could be counted as Sherlock, we'd all be doomed ! But I'll let her dream, and keep calling her Sherlock XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, I'm Watson #1 ! :D and Luka-chan is Watson #3 !&lt;br /&gt;LOL We don't have a Watson #2 because we can't counttt. so it went from 1 and jumped 3 XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we changed the phrase to "What shit Watson?" XDD&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. We're so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH !!! AND NYU-SAN IS CRICK ! :D&lt;br /&gt;My dear, Crick ! Yesh she is ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;Crick is mine! Nobody can have her. No steal. Okay ? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL Why are me and my friends roleplaying Sherlock? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;But it's funny. Especially since none of us has ever actually read the book or seen the movie XD.&lt;br /&gt;I read the simplified version for kids when I was little. Does that count? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well that's all I have to say at the moment really XD. Just felt like sharing this. Dunno why~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXIwgAFbj9Y/Ty1P5_FB3II/AAAAAAAABEg/sdXFvfCc9zQ/s1600/portrait-wcwalking-600w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXIwgAFbj9Y/Ty1P5_FB3II/AAAAAAAABEg/sdXFvfCc9zQ/s400/portrait-wcwalking-600w.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL CRICK AND WATSON &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the guy with the funny lookin' hair cut. And Nyu is the funny lookin' dude on the left. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7889184742041783914?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7889184742041783914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-shit-watson.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7889184742041783914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7889184742041783914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-shit-watson.html' title='What Shit Watson?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXIwgAFbj9Y/Ty1P5_FB3II/AAAAAAAABEg/sdXFvfCc9zQ/s72-c/portrait-wcwalking-600w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-1137680524098309613</id><published>2012-02-03T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T17:33:29.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mature kids are scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science tests are hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t come up with solution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead ends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moodswings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obstacles in life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t underestimate kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>SaD aNd HaPpYy ~ //moodswingsss ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvyUdOo-cqo/TyxTUDHIw6I/AAAAAAAABEY/4i1ZHLjqOcs/s1600/Today_Sucks_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvyUdOo-cqo/TyxTUDHIw6I/AAAAAAAABEY/4i1ZHLjqOcs/s1600/Today_Sucks_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sigh. Don't you just hate it when you're faced with obstacles? Obstacles that you just don't know how to get around? It's also a pain in the butt to face these kinds of obstacles if you have a big imagination or read too many books/watched too many movies. You start to think up of all sorts of crazy reasons for why these obstacles exists. These ideas start out normal, quite cliche. Then after a while they get more and more outrageous. I like to stop at the point of ultimate confusion XD. Today that happened to me. I have this problem. Can't really say because it's so unique the person(s) will know what it is I'm talking about. So you people are just going to have to deal with the limited knowledge of knowing, I have a problem, and that's it :3. LOL so anyways~, this problem is starting to be a pain in the ass. I've never really experienced such a thing, so I have no clue what to do.&amp;nbsp;It's quite funny actually. I've come up with all the possible reasons for why such a problem has&amp;nbsp;occurred, but there's no telling what is the answer; which idea is right. I find it amusing that with this imaginative mind I have, I cannot come up with any way to solve it. I tried asking Luka-chan for help. But she doesn't really seem to know what she's doing either XD. So I've reached a dead end~. I hate dead ends&lt;br /&gt;(lol doesn't everybody?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today really sucks though. Not only because I'm facing a difficult obstacle in life, but also for other things~. For instance, Gleek-kun keeps insisting that I hate him. that we're not friends anymore. Sigh. It's so annoying when people do that. They're all like "Do you hate me? Are we not friends anymore? You seem mad." I keep telling him, "No I'm not angry. I don't hate you. We're still friends." But every day he keeps bringing that up. I HONESTLY DONT HATE YOU GLEEK-KUN. Please believe that. Right now, I'm just not feeling too well. My patience level and tolerance for people is rather low at the moment. I'm sorry that I might have been snapping at you a bit too much, Gleek-kun. It's just I need some space right now I guess. Yea, I might sling my arm around Nyu-san or link myself to Rin-chan, but that's because they let me be, and unburden me with all my worries. Sigh. I know it's unfair towards Gleek-kun, but I.. I really just don't know what to say right now. Gleek-kun if you're reading this (and I know you probably are), I don't hate you. Okay? I don't lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also sucks because I took a science test. And for once I actually studied. Shocking I know XD. I'm such a cocky bastard, so I don't study for tests. However, lately, I haven't been doing so well in science class. Today was a major major tests, so I actually bothered to study. I studied for an hour and half ! That's gotta be the longest time I've ever studied. And guess what? I FAILED OTL. It just sucks when that happens.&amp;nbsp;LOL I tried to look real happy about it though. I got too much pride, despite what others may think ^ ^;. There was 38 questions in total on the test. My goal was to get no more than half wrong (meaning i must get 19+ questions correct). And guess what, I got 7 wrong OTL. damn, I fail. I know that means I passed my goal. And honestly, I really did expect to get at least half of the questions wrong. But 7 wrong is still like a 70~80 something (too lazy to calculate exact score). Luka-chan got a 95 !! TT^TT damn it I'm a failure. //competative xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhh. so yea, today sucked. really really sucked. fo' real.&lt;br /&gt;(LOL bed intruder song&amp;nbsp;Reference&amp;nbsp;XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side (cuz there always is one&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;///liess&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;xD), I didn't have to go to work today :D. LOL I really don't know for sure why. But supposedly they're watching a movie, so I wasn't needed. I mean I can't really tutor kids if they're watching a movie XD. Oh ho ho~ But I'm happy because I didn't want to go to workk today. I feel too crappy to work. I mean those kids are so darn spoiled and complain all the time. It's just annoying to be around them sometimes. But I also love them too :) because they're so cute &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; and they give me such adorable lil' drawings :'D. They love me too ! &amp;lt;333. Because I'm nice ^___^&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;(they're lyingggg XD)&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;~&lt;br /&gt;LOL Oh! Speaking of the kids loving me, one of them gave me a confession note! XD LOL IT WAS SO ADORABLE !! &amp;lt;3. Haha he's only in like ..uh.. first grade? XD I'm not sure. No wait I think he's a second grader or maybe 3rd.... &amp;gt;___&amp;gt; omg I dont remember. Well it doesn't matter, he's somewhere in elementary school. No wait I remember now xD ! He's in second grade. yup :3. Haha but I swear it was the cutest thing on earth! He took pink paper, and wrote "I like you." on it, and warpped it up in some origami type envelope. It was so sweet &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. Luckily, since he's young~ he didn't feel to bad when I had to reject him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I really like you too... but I already have someone I like ^ ^;."&lt;br /&gt;"You have a boyfriend?! :O " he seemed so shock, as if it wasn't possible. i know he's young, but i couldn't help but feel a bit offended XD.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh..well I don't know if you can call him that..." I replied unsure of what to say ^ ^;;...&lt;br /&gt;"Do you love him though?" now damn, when he asked this I was like "what kind of second grader asks this kind of stuff?" XD //was very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;But of course I replied, "Mhm ^__^ I love him very much."&lt;br /&gt;"Then he's lucky :) " and I suppose satisfied with this, the boy went back to doing his homework~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, that's gotta be the weirdest conversation I've had with someone who is of his age. He's so maturee that it's kinda scary xD. I mean not even my own brother says stuff like that. And he's a year older than this boy! Plus, I mean he's &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;brother. That makes him at least ten times smarter than all the other boys. LOL JK XD. But still. Kids these days continuously surprise me all the time. I mean they may be small and&amp;nbsp;inexperienced, but don't underestimate them or else you're in for a surprise or two x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL SO NOW I JUST GOT SUPER OFF TOPIC~ XDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very moody I guess. First moment, I'm all sad and gloom. Next moment, I share this cute story with you. My life is just colorful I guess XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...other than that I really don't have anything else to say ^ ^;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uh.. BYE BYES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. THIS WAS REALLY LONG. GOMEN &amp;gt;_____&amp;lt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-1137680524098309613?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/1137680524098309613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/sad-and-happyy-moodswingsss.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1137680524098309613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1137680524098309613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/sad-and-happyy-moodswingsss.html' title='SaD aNd HaPpYy ~ //moodswingsss ?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvyUdOo-cqo/TyxTUDHIw6I/AAAAAAAABEY/4i1ZHLjqOcs/s72-c/Today_Sucks_by_ArhcamtIlnaad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5308155594047422710</id><published>2012-02-03T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T00:09:48.193-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><title type='text'>Shit Out of Luck</title><content type='html'>Oh gawsh, I haven't posted since Tuesday~ :O !! Gomen nasi &amp;gt;__&amp;lt; !&lt;br /&gt;This time I have no excuse though. XD;;. Had lots of homework, but was surprisingly able to finish early.&lt;br /&gt;Chose to use that extra time to sleep. I can't believe I chose sleep over blog OTL shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL So during those two-ish days I skipped out on blogging, quite a bit has happened (it's been going on a whole lot longer than two days though :X).&lt;br /&gt;...&amp;gt;___&amp;gt; Can't really say.&amp;nbsp;But what is happening is killing me inside. I've been stressed out real bad.&amp;nbsp;Nothing I do ever seems to be right. I'm always making the wrong move. Things always backfire on me. I suck. I'm stupid. I'm a problem magnet. Everything would probably work out better if I wasn't here. here on this god forsaken earth. Why am I here? What the hell kind of purpose do I have ? To screw everything up? To hurt people? Everything I touch becomes gray and sad. Like what the hell?? I'm damn frustrated with this!! No matter what I do, I always fail. And I just don't know what to do. It's like.. god damn it! I don't know! I can't concentrate on anything, but this problem. I don't have a damn clue on what to do either. I... I feel utterly and completely useless. It's because I am, and I always will be. Sigh. I really hate myself. I do. I honestly do. and Damn. I can't believe I'm actually crying right now. I hate crying. My nose starts to hurt for some stupid reason, and my vision gets all damn blurry. But that's besides the point right now. I often hear people say, "Try, try again." Well what if you try your best so many times you start to lose count, and nothing ever improves? nothing ever gets better?&lt;br /&gt;I'm shit out of luck here, people. I'm stuck. I'm a mess. And this is just terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I bet people here who are reading this (especially my "friends") are probably like "What the fuck?"&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm damn sorry, okay? I tried. I seriously did. I wish I could act like a happy-go-lucky gal' for all my life. But like damn it I have no one to talk to. I'm not all rich and what not to afford a stupid therapist. No way in hell am I going to talk to the guidance councilor. And I'm not going to be some idiot who burdens their friends with shitty issues like this. I've already given them enough trouble. No need to make it worse.&amp;nbsp;I guess sharing this on my public blog is kind of contradiction that, but at this point I really just don't give a damn. I'm cornered, and this is my temporary escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. anyways sorry for my language. To be honest, I have a real bad cursing habit. Don't really show much to people, unless I'm real good friends with them.. or if I'm super pissed off like I am now. The cursing would've probably sound a whole lot worse if I had less self control :| so be grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5308155594047422710?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5308155594047422710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/shit-out-of-luck.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5308155594047422710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5308155594047422710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/02/shit-out-of-luck.html' title='Shit Out of Luck'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2888654294016248644</id><published>2012-01-30T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:46:25.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live up to a 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retirement plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king kong impersonator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll choke on dentures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucket list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':&apos;D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='undo button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever a scone'/><title type='text'>Just Shut Me Up PLEASE XD</title><content type='html'>I have no ideas what to write about at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;LOL So I guess I'll tell you something interesting that I've talked about with my friends a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, been saving this idea as a back up plan XD because not everyday can be an "exciting" one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you know what I'm going to do when I'm older? LOL Y'all should know that I'm planning to live up to a 100 years old at the very least :) ...hm..and I'm hoping to find a guy who'll try to live with me until then XD. Haha so you really really gotta love me because I'm planning on staying with you for quite a while~.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have a very bad mouth. It always just spits out the stupidest words ever XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL I'm not sure if I should even tell you this because it's kinda awkward...but what the hell XD I'll tell you anyways !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so me and Luka-chan fight ALL the time ! LOL We're the best of friends ever, and we always laugh together very much. But sometimes we'll just fight over the stupidest things, and get into big arguments. Our way of fighting is weird. LOL We do a lot of poking (ahhaha no hair pulling XD). And instead of cursing we usually shout weird stuff at each other like "You giant green hulk, king kong impersonator ! Yammy loves you!" ROFL XD So yea we make no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one time after a fight, I had made a very bad comment. That I feel so stupid for XD&lt;br /&gt;I was like "Isn't it funny that we're so friendly one moment and then fucking each other the next?"&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH I FELT LIKE KILLING MYSELF AT THAT MOMENT XDDDD ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant like arguing, but the F-word came out instead XD. Like you know how people put the F curse infront of like every words and what not? Haha well I do that to some words, so it came out weird. &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;--yeaa there's my stupid explanation XD BUT YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY WHY CANT I JUST SAY NORMAL THINGS? XDD&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO LEARN WHEN TO SHUT UP XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish life had a undo button !&lt;/b&gt;!!! XD ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO Anyways ! we laughed about that the rest of the day (and a few after that XD). We plan to call each other at the age of 90-something, where we're all old. We're going to call each other and be like "Hey, Emiko! Remember that time when you said that funny thing?" And we're going to be laughing like crazy to the point our dentures come loose, and we choke to death on them. LOL Then ! since I'm going to live up to a 100, someone will come save us, and we're going to move in with each other.&lt;br /&gt;YES! I plan on living with Luka-chan in my old age (or maybe neighbors at the very least). I'd rather live with my friends, and help each other out instead of having some random person from an old folk's home take care of me XP. I mean that's so boring :3 and unoriginal. LOL How are a bunch of old people going to take care of each other when they can't take care of themselves? I don't know XD But like everything else in life, I'm just going to wing it, and see what happens :'D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't be all negative on me and be like "What if you two don't keep in contact~?" LOL Not a problem! Because I'ma hire a professional detective to find her for me :'D. I might try to find her myself x3 but knowing me, I'd fail. So I'ma just go w/ a pro detective :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my retirement plan:&lt;br /&gt;1. grow old (no shit sherlock XD)&lt;br /&gt;2. be rich ( //hopeful :'D )&lt;br /&gt;3. live happily and complete bucket list&lt;br /&gt;(I should share my list with chu guys! I have the weirdest things on there XD)&lt;br /&gt;4. grow even older&lt;br /&gt;5. laugh w/ Luka and live nearby her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ho ho~ I'm so immature x3 lololol. But I can dream~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*forever a scone~ :'D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2888654294016248644?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2888654294016248644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-shut-me-up-please-xd.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2888654294016248644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2888654294016248644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-shut-me-up-please-xd.html' title='Just Shut Me Up PLEASE XD'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-922292454773610184</id><published>2012-01-29T10:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T19:02:55.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed intruder song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hide yo kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ears died'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend&apos;s house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuroshitsuji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second hand porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awww'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hide yo wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corset scene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolol i had fun'/><title type='text'>Today I'm Happyyy~</title><content type='html'>First off, I want to say. AWWW &amp;lt;3333!!!! I FEEL SO LOVED DAMMIT!! TTwTT&lt;br /&gt;When I wrote my post about crying, all my friends asked me if I was okay. Kyaaa~ I'm glad people care about me TTwTT *tears of joy* //emotional. LOL But there's nothing to worry. I mean it's true that I do bottle some things up, but doesn't everybody? I didn't write that post the other day because I broke down into depression or something. I just got emotional after watching a drama :'). What I said was still true~ in my post. But there's nothing for you to worry about ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah~ I didn't post yesterday (even though a lot happened).&lt;br /&gt;I was busy~ ..uh what was I busy with? ...chatting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO I HAVE A LIFE TOO YA KNOW !! XD&lt;br /&gt;So yea~ I was like chatting with five different people. Sigh. My fingers aren't fast enough !! oh ew &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. lolol sorry perverted thinking there for &amp;nbsp;a second.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ! like I mentioned earlier, a lot happened yesterday~. I went to Luka-chan's house! Rin-chan and Katrina-chan was there too. ^____^. Haha it was fun.&amp;nbsp;We had to practice for our Spanish restaurant skit performance on Tuesday (ehyuck~! xP). But it was fun practicing XD so many bloopers !!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Luka-chan's house a bit earlier than the others~. LOLOL LUKA TOTALLY SCARRED ME FOR LIFE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG guess what she made me do?? &amp;gt;________&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS CONTINUOUS PLAYING OF THE BED INTRUDER SONG &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHpluwP328A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHpluwP328A&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;^Some auto tune edited video of a news report. LOL It's catchy ~ XD. That guy is so stupid, and the way he talks is so funnyyy~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S CLIMBIN' IN YOUR WINDOWS ! HE'S SNATCHIN PPL UP! HIDE YO KIDS! HIDE YO WIFE! HOMEBOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD damn ! that stupid song is stuck in my head !! OTL&lt;br /&gt;Probably doesn't help if I'm listening to it on youtbue on reply XDDD LMAO it's just so catchy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL The bed intruder song wasn't even the worst part !! After the bed intruder song, oh gawd I don't even want to say it. XDD. So embarassing !!. LOLOL But I'll tell you people anyways ! The world should know how much I'm tortured XDDD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha CONTINUOUS REPLAYING OF KUROSHITSUJI CORSET SCENE !! XDDD LMAO Ewwww MY EARS ARE STILL DYING.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL XD Only Kuroshitsuji fans know what I'm talking about XDD. Oh gawd, Ciel's sweat and head movements. Kyaaa~~ especially when he flips his head back. and aaaaahhhhg the panting. &amp;gt;///////////////////////////////&amp;lt; oh gawd the panting. !!!! It's like second hand pornnnn! OH GAWD I'ma change the subject now !! XDD&lt;br /&gt;(haha if you want to know what the hell I'm talking about. just youtube search "kuroshitsuji corset scene" XDDD I WARN YOU!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha haa anyways, after we finished practicing our Spanish restaurant skit, we started doing some random crapp man ! LOL I was doing hand stands (XD with the help of leaning against a wall). And we were working on different exercises. At some point we all started raping Luka-chan. LOLOL Meaning we got pillows, and attacked her with some tickling involved XD.&lt;br /&gt;And we found her stash of drawings. LOL she tried hiding it from us, but I figured out it was under the bed xD. The only problem was that she was in the room, so she wouldn't let me access them. Haha so me and Rin-chan teamed up ! I tried to pin her down, while Rin-chan went to go get the drawings under the bed. But DAMN Luka-chan is so strong XDD LOL I couldn't hold her down. Hahaha sighh we're so weird XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a lovely walk home with Rin-chan ^__^ because we live about down the street from each other~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. 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Please visit the site and vote for my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-922292454773610184?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/922292454773610184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-im-happyyy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/922292454773610184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/922292454773610184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/today-im-happyyy.html' title='Today I&apos;m Happyyy~'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAng4SxGq4Q/TyVfvh5iefI/AAAAAAAABEQ/PodvvcHVqCU/s72-c/love_you_this_this___this_much_by_hjstory-d3fe12r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7278615734581830765</id><published>2012-01-28T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T00:21:36.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottled up emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m only human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m okay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i strong?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do I act happy for others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>Crying Ain't So Bad ?</title><content type='html'>Is it weird that I sort of semi-like crying?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain why very well... It's just, usually I am a happy person. . . I'm not sure if I'm happy for myself or... for others. Do I try to look strong so others won't worry? or am I strong on my own? I don't really know the answer to that. This happy attitude didn't really start until fifth~sixth grade to be honest. Why? Well, hm... can you keep a secret? LOL probably not, but I guess I'll tell you anyways. A lot of people for some reason believes I don't know the meaning of sadness or pain. Probably because I act so happy all the time. Those people are unfortunately wrong... When I was little.. well let's just say I didn't have the best childhood a person could have. And when I finally got out of the bad situation I was in, I couldn't talk about it. No, it's more like I didn't want to talk about it. To make people not ask, I became "happy." Making people think I'm okay, bottling things up, acting happy; I've become good at it. Eventually, I've fooled myself into really thinking I am. It's been this way for a long time.&amp;nbsp;Don't get me wrong, I've come to learn how to be happy. When I laugh with my friends at school or give someone a warm smile, it's certainly not fake (well..maybe sometimes. depends). But&amp;nbsp;because I bury my pain so deep into my heart that I don't even recognize it anymore, I've come to be fascinated by the act of crying. I try so hard not to that when I actually do cry, I don't try to wipe the tears off my cheeks in a hurry. I don't try to stop myself. It's weird. I'm strange. Crazy. I know. But it let's me know that I'm human. that I have emotions, and I'm glad I do. Nothing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;recent&amp;nbsp;has really caused me to cry for real though. But for like books, or t.v. shows, and etc. I've cried out of empathy. I'm too empathetic that it happens often (my dad finds it funny and very amazing at the same time &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;). I don't know though. Some people say there's not point in crying. Crying is just useless. It doesn't do anything. I'd have to disagree with that though. Crying let's me move on. When I cry, I get all the sadness and pain out. So afterwards, I don't regret anything, and it helps clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I like screaming out of rage too... but that's a story for another time xD.&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this post short because it's midnight x___x and I need to seriously sleep. I've only been surviving through school with like only 5 hours of sleep. I'm going to die if I don't get at least eight hours tonight xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. gomen ne~ this post is... slightly depressing ^ ^;;. I've just.. I guess bottled up so much in my life time thus far, that I just need to get some of it out~. I mean, why have a blog if I can't say what I feel whenever the hell I want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss. to friends: please don't worry about me ^ ^;;. I haven't gone into depression or anything. There's nothing wrong with me. See *smiles* :D I'm fine. No asking me 'bout this later~ xP.&lt;br /&gt;to Gleek-kun: I mean it when I say &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; ask me about this later =___= it's an order~! :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7278615734581830765?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7278615734581830765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/crying-aint-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7278615734581830765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7278615734581830765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/crying-aint-so-bad.html' title='Crying Ain&apos;t So Bad ?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4631037898558971234</id><published>2012-01-25T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T19:02:10.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='write'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gwah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m'/><title type='text'>Bloody Stupid Heart!</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Where to begin today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I can chose to complain about an odd fellow I know&amp;nbsp;or I could talk about a surprising event that involves someone of my past~.&amp;nbsp;LOL I wonder which one would be more interesting~ x3. Well, it's doesn't take brain science to know that the majority of you (my readers) are more curious about the past someone, so I suppose I'll talk about them~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wednesday (no shit xD thats obvious~), and I usually tutor this second-year school girl with Choco-chan. However, today Choco-chan didn't come to the tutoring session because she's presenting her Spanish project tomorrow, and needed to prepare. Thus, I had to walk home alone ;___; bad things always happen when I walk home by myself. I don't know why. I guess it's just apart of the many curses placed upon me xP (ex. of other curse would be that I am &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; able to write any kind of short story). An example of how bad things &amp;nbsp;happen when I walk home by myself is that I always trip on those little cracks in the sidewalks. And like 20 (er-more like 2~3) of those people who give out&amp;nbsp;flyer&amp;nbsp;pop out of no where. I don't take the&amp;nbsp;flyer&amp;nbsp;from them because I am not interested in the&amp;nbsp;flyer, so I always feel rude ^ ^;;. Thus, I count meeting flyer people as a bad event xD. Anyways, today something ..not so bad, but still bad-ish happened on my way home today.&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I always pass by this park. And that park has fun memories :'D. There was this guy I &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to like (I'll call him Fungus xD). Every time I passed by the park, I'd see him playing handball (a game where you just whack a ball on a wall xD). Even though I don't like him anymore, I still have the habit of checking to see if he's there.&amp;nbsp;He doesn't play so much (cuz he's like busy or something :P).&amp;nbsp;So as I was passing by, I saw him today!! I was so shocked because he hasn't been there since last school year ended (meaning I haven't seen him since last June). A-a-and he... he cut off his hair TT^TT. I shall remind you that I have a hair fetish, and Fungus (xD) had really nice hair.... well his hair was actually normal, but it complimented his face very well, so he was very cute looking &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. But now he's like ..idk how to explain...well to put it simply, he's ugly XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason though, when I saw him my bloody, stupid heart (lol english accent xD) was pounding inside my chest. It wouldn't stop Dx. I wanted to talk to him :3 or at least say "Hi". I act pretty gutsy sometimes, but to be honest I'm a gutless chicken xP. I just kind of stood there and stared at him in awe xD. But then he started walking towards my direction. LOL no not because he saw me or something wonderful like that~. It's because the handball bounced over in my direction. After that I started to speed-walk away xD I got scaredd~. I kept staring back at him as I kept walking. He noticed me, but didn't recognize me (we were like er- 15~20 ft away?). Gosh, what a douche &amp;gt;3&amp;lt; can't believe he doesn't remember my face. Hmm...or maybe he did. Because when he looked up at me he kept staring, but I turned away. He did too, but kept looking back a few times. LOL sigh. Things could have turned out a lot cuter (perhaps a bit more romantic?) if I had the courage to say something as simple as "Hi~! :D" and wave my arms about in the air like a girl who's trying to act normal would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no~ I kept walking home xD. sigh. Even when I got a safe-ish distance away, my heart still wouldn't stop its god damn pounding. LOL when my heart rate speeds up, and I get embarrassed, I have this habit of taking my fist and gently pat my chest with it at the same rate as my heart beat. I dunno why~. Perhaps I hope my heart won't feel the need to pound so hard if my hand was :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, but I hate that I feel this way. I feel so stupid =3=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but it don't matter because he's not the one I love anymore~. (well I never really loved him before~. it was more a deep liking :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea~ that was my terrible run in with a person from the past.&lt;br /&gt;...how come after re-reading this, I find what I'm talking about unimportant? xD;; I make it sound like such a major issue, but nothing happened ^ ^;; . sigh. answer: I'm an idiot :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4631037898558971234?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4631037898558971234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/bloody-stupid-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4631037898558971234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4631037898558971234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/bloody-stupid-heart.html' title='Bloody Stupid Heart!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6994964023219242916</id><published>2012-01-24T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T17:10:51.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frakenstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child laborer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my vice principal sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laurence yep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusty books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil neck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice in wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dragon wings'/><title type='text'>Dusty and Old</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Who has the crappiest vice principal ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises hand* I do~ !! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't like my vice principal ! &amp;gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;She is very very very &lt;u&gt;stupid&lt;/u&gt;. That woman is a damn child laborer !! You should see her! It's like she has a sweat shop in the school or something because you got students going in and out of her room, and she's just barking orders. I mean, I am not her god damn slave !! But she thinks it's okay to have do all her dirty work; which is quite ironic due to her ..ethnicity. Gomen~ if that's rude ^ ^;; I was just re-studying that a bit not too long ago, so it came to mind. Anyways, I am so sick of that woman.&lt;br /&gt;Today she made me miss my lunch period (when I was super hungry because I had stupidly forgotten to eat breakfast). And because she made me lose my lunch period, in return she gave me some crappy peanut butter and jelly sandwiches xP. She also made me miss my last two periods, social studies and spanish. I was so sad D': because I really like social studies class. My teacher is so cool x3. He has a silver trumpet from WWII and a talking Ronald Ragen &lt;strike&gt;barbie doll&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;action figure. LOL XD I guess you have to be nerdy like me (and hear the full story) to feel the full impact of how cool that is. But Spanish I don't mind missing XD. I don't do anything in that class~. The only thing I learned was "Por Que !?" Which I love to say in dramatic times because you see that in Spanish dramas a lot XD. The only problem I have with staying with that slave laborer is that she got me in trouble !! My Spanish teacher got all pissed off at me because I didn't tell her that I'd miss her class. I thought the slave laborer told her !! So that's why I didn't or else I would. TT^TT Now the relationship between my Spanish teacher and I will probably be a bit hostile. Sigh... &amp;gt;___&amp;gt; I'm a nerd, and work hard to stay on my teacher's good side (even if I don't like them), so this sucks Dx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, guess what I had to do ? She stuck me and Choco-chan, and another one of my classmates, into a dusty old god forsaken book room !! A book room ! You should have seen how many dust bunnies we found! We were sent in there to go look for certain books. Did I mention that I'm allergic to dust? But it's okay... &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; I didn't get too bad of an allergic reaction. Anyways, what pisses me off more is all the books they have in this book room. There are all the good classics like The Scarlet Letter, Huckleberry Fin, Romeo and Juliet, and tons of other ones. With like 25 copies or more of each ! I was so tempted to steal some xD. There are also a few by Laurence Yep. I'm reading &lt;i&gt;Dragon Wings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;by him, and I really like it :D. So I was very curious to the books I saw by him. He really likes writing books about Asian people and/or Dragons. Both subjects in which I am quite curious/interested in xD. Too bad I couldn't have any TT^TT. There was also this book called &lt;i&gt;Chinese Cinderella:tales of an unwanted daughter&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(or something like that xD). I want to read that one! I'm thinking of checking it out from the library. But I got to finish the Percy Jackson book. Sigh. so much to read @___@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EexU5R4NOtk/Tx8hMOfU7MI/AAAAAAAABD0/voafkNqabMg/s1600/IMG_1798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EexU5R4NOtk/Tx8hMOfU7MI/AAAAAAAABD0/voafkNqabMg/s320/IMG_1798.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tte05BEw7gA/Tx8hbMURpdI/AAAAAAAABD8/2yY3T75KGhM/s1600/IMG_1801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tte05BEw7gA/Tx8hbMURpdI/AAAAAAAABD8/2yY3T75KGhM/s320/IMG_1801.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;-- I was stuck in this tiny, dusty room for 2 and half hours doing terrible slave work !!&lt;br /&gt;LOL but I climbed up and down the shelves xD. It was fun, and I felt like a monkey. Haha only good part about being stuck with this book cleaning job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in that dusty place, we found &lt;i&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/i&gt;. LOL But the pictures for that book is mad weird. Do you see her neck?! And such stubby arms too XD. Like wtf is this?? My school is like 50-something years old, so it has really old books (with like 5 different layers of dust xP). So this version of Alice must be very old fashion or something. ^ ^;; I always picture Alice to be very pretty and whatnot. But this is like the deformed mishap child of Frankenstein XD. Frankenstein and Sherlock Holmes were also two other classics we found in the book room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yadda yadda complain complain. I could go on and on about how much my vice principal sucks, but I got a ton of homework to do. So I'ma end my blog post like this xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaosu~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6994964023219242916?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6994964023219242916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/dusty-and-old.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6994964023219242916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6994964023219242916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/dusty-and-old.html' title='Dusty and Old'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EexU5R4NOtk/Tx8hMOfU7MI/AAAAAAAABD0/voafkNqabMg/s72-c/IMG_1798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2459156560859523108</id><published>2012-01-23T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:23:58.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m a bad friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the rain fits my mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pebble in your shoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirt beneath your feet'/><title type='text'>Sorry. Sorry for being such an idiot ;____;</title><content type='html'>sigh... ;____________; I'm. A. Terrible. Person.&lt;br /&gt;So. Much. Damn. Guilt. Has. Collected. And. I. Am. Such. A. Douche. D':&lt;br /&gt;This. God. Damn. Rain. Fits. My. Mood. So. Damn. Well.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. You. God. Forsaken. Rain. !!! .&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob sniffle sniffle* TT^TT. I. Am. A. Terrible. Person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;_____; I'm so sorry. I should have realized it sooner. I'ma total bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I ... I.... wahhhh~ *breaks down crying* I'msosorrycouldyoueversforgivemeplease??? No... I'm not worthy of your humble pity TT____TT. I don't deserve someone so nice as you. I'm like the worthless dirt beneath your feet. the bothersome pebble in your shoe. the itchy sweater that you just wanna throw out.&amp;nbsp;Even if you are willing to forgive me (and you're so kind, you probably will), I won't accept your forgiveness. I won't accept you forgiveness until I fix this. I can't accept the state I have caused you to be in. I can't accept that I have been such a pain in the ass. I can't accept that I have done and been everything that I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have realized my mistakes and issues and the many many problems I have caused. I have realized that I have betrayed my own beliefs without fully realizing it until now. You should and will come first. Do not worry anymore. I thought I was doing all I can to bring you happiness, but due to my blind stupidity I have realized that I have been doing the opposite. And to make matters worse, I have been taking and gaining more than I have been giving. This unequal balance is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall fix this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think things will backfire. Backfire towards me. But that is okay. I am willing to do this ! :'). And maybe, fate will be kind, and good things will happen for the both of us. I hope it's a win, win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er- this is probably confusing to those who are reading, but this is a private matter in which I cannot share too much about. I just need to vent my apologizes to my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to seriously fix this. And I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make things right because I have made the wrong moves.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I do that. This is why I can't play chess or battleship or even connect 4 !! I'm bad at planning,&amp;nbsp;strategizing, and any brain involving activities. Everything always ends up bad. bad. bad. Nobody every knows because I'm just too damn good at hiding it. That's the problem with me. I don't like sharing my problems. But now I have. Sharing really helped me. She/he/it told me their opinion, and now I know what I must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that whatever happens won't be a mistake like all the other things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@irl friends: don't worry. I have not reached some terrible depressed state in my life, so &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;bug me&lt;/b&gt; about this at school. &lt;b&gt;don't ask me who it is&lt;/b&gt; and don't assume i'm referring to you because you will never be sure and i will never tell you who I am talking about here in this blog post :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2459156560859523108?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2459156560859523108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/sorry-sorry-for-being-such-idiot.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2459156560859523108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2459156560859523108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/sorry-sorry-for-being-such-idiot.html' title='Sorry. Sorry for being such an idiot ;____;'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7118550193996549155</id><published>2012-01-21T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:05:57.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowball fights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dont like snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow is pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow angles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so much snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowmans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ho ho ho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slushy snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty snow'/><title type='text'>Oh Ho Ho~ It's Snow !</title><content type='html'>♫ Snow~ Snow~ Snow~ It's snowing~ ^___^ Oh ho ho~ Oh dear snow~ ♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov5xIJIap4Q/TxtMKYQWCJI/AAAAAAAABDY/pYBcJygYcz0/s1600/IMG_1793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov5xIJIap4Q/TxtMKYQWCJI/AAAAAAAABDY/pYBcJygYcz0/s400/IMG_1793.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2ziy0gN3Bg/TxtMbB6kHAI/AAAAAAAABDg/-tvD8y73ezg/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2ziy0gN3Bg/TxtMbB6kHAI/AAAAAAAABDg/-tvD8y73ezg/s400/IMG_1794.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL So obviously, as you can see, it's snowing from where I'm at :D !! Since it's too cold to go out (and I was too lazy xD), I took pictures from my window. By the way, I don't know either of the two people in these pictures. They're just random people xD. Snow is pretty, ne? ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike snow =______=.&lt;br /&gt;At first it's pretty, but when everyone starts to mess with it than it gets ugly. When people walk through it and cars drive on it, everything because a black mush piled up high on the sides. It's so gross x___x. And I hate how everything starts to get slushy-like later on. Plus, walking through it all in itself is a total pain in the butt. The bottom of my pants get all wet from the dirty snow. And when I'm walking with my brother, I always gotta make sure he doesn't touch the yellow snow. Sigh. He's way to attracted to the color yellow =__=.&lt;br /&gt;But snow does have its good sides ^o^. When untouched by sleeping people it looks so magnificent. It really lightens up my day when I see it because the scene is just so magnificent :) . Plus, it lets me stay home all day. LOL when it's snowing, my dad doesn't feel like going out. So then I get to stay home (on my computer x3) all day without being bugged by my dad to go out xD. Another good thing about snow is that you can play in it. Haha I remember the first time I played with snow was when I was...1...2...3...er- I think 11? And the last time I played with snow was two years ago. LOLOL I'm too old to play in the snow xD but it's just so much fun throwing snowballs at people. Snowmans are fun too :D. But I haven't been able to make a snow angle yet :3. But now I'm wayyy too lazy to go out and play now xD. Plus, it's always so awkward when I go out to play in the snow. All the people stare at me as if I'm a lunatic TT^TT. Like gosh, can't a teenager play in the snow without any judgement? ...er- &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; well I guess not. LOL xD.&lt;br /&gt;...sigh.. whatever! Either way I still dislike snow for its grossness during the after fact of it. But then again I love how pretty it can be too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can't make up my mind, ne ^3^ ? Oh well~ ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7118550193996549155?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7118550193996549155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-ho-ho-its-snow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7118550193996549155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7118550193996549155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/oh-ho-ho-its-snow.html' title='Oh Ho Ho~ It&apos;s Snow !'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ov5xIJIap4Q/TxtMKYQWCJI/AAAAAAAABDY/pYBcJygYcz0/s72-c/IMG_1793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7089515626708327696</id><published>2012-01-20T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:57:34.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protect ip act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help stop sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop online piracy act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='censor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blu blah grah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ridiculous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retarded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pipa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im annoyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><title type='text'>*Censored*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZDztf4NVoI/TxnUxoMypRI/AAAAAAAABC8/8WUkEL7rTcs/s1600/vocaloid-luka-save+the+interent.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZDztf4NVoI/TxnUxoMypRI/AAAAAAAABC8/8WUkEL7rTcs/s1600/vocaloid-luka-save+the+interent.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;I DONT LIKE SOPA !! &amp;gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;LOL YESH I KNOW,&amp;nbsp;THIS IS A BIT LATE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;BUT YESTERDAY I DIDN'T HAVE MUCH TIME. SO IM COMPLAINING ABOUT IT NOW!&amp;nbsp;BETTER LATE THAN NEVER, NE? :P&amp;nbsp;ANYWAYS I SHALL TYPE IN CAPS BECAUSE... ITS FUN AND I WANT TO XD&amp;nbsp;THE OTHER DAY (i think thursday) I WROTE ABOUT SOPA. I ONLY KNEW A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THIS ISSUE, BUT WHEN I WENT TO SCHOOL, NYU-SAN (and a bunch of other people) TOLD ME ALL ABOUT IT. NOW IM PISSED OFF ABOUT THIS !&amp;nbsp;DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF SOPA/PIPA (personally, I think sopa is more heard of. and its more fun to say xD) WERE TO BE MADE INTO A LAW?!? DO YOU !?&amp;nbsp;OUR FREEDOM ON THE INTERNET WOULD BE TAKEN AWAY (for the u.s., which sucks because I live in the u.s. ;__;) TAKEN AWAY I SAY!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;MY BLOG WOULD BE CENSORED&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;TOO (I think "blocked" would be a more proper term[?]). WAAAHH~ THAT MAKES ME SO SAD!! I LOVE MY BLOG TT3TT (and hopefully you love it too x3) ...I was asked if that's the only thing I'm worried about... NOOOO ~ OF COURSE NOT THATS NOT THE ONLY THING . IM ALSO WORRIED ABOUT MANGA SITES BEING BLOCKED TOO TT__TT ..er- &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; I mean I'm worried about ..uh..um... other important stuff online xD;&amp;nbsp;eh heh ^ ^;;&amp;nbsp;l-l-like... YOUTUBE AND FANFICTION. I'D DIE IF THOSE DISAPPEAR ~ DX&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;ANYWAYS, LET ME EXPLAIN SOPA IN THIS CONTEXT IS NOT THE SPANISH WORD FOR SOUP (i think that's spelled as soupa). SOPA IS STOP ONLINE PIRACY ACT and PIPA IS PROTECT IP ACT. BOTH ARE BAD. WHY? OH BECAUSE NOT ONLINE DOES IT TAKE AWAY OUR FREEDOM, BUT IF WE LET THE GOVERNMENT DO THIS THAN WE ARE GIVING THE GOVERNMENT TOO MUCH POWER. IF THESE ACTS BECOME LAWS THEN WE ARE LETTING THE GOVERNMENT CONTROL TOO MUCH OF OUR LIVES. I DESERVE TO DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT ONLINE &amp;gt;:O !! BLU BLAH GRAHHH IM PISSED ~ !!! THIS ACT IS RIDICULOUS ! AND SO WERE THOSE SOUNDS I MADE (the 'blu blah grah') ...wait wah? &amp;gt;__&amp;gt;. GOSH SORRY MY MIND AINT WORKIN' PROPERLY BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID SOPA/PIPA THING XP. I MEAN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO FREEDOM OF SPEECH AND PRESS?!?! I AM STRONGLY AGAINST THIS IDIOCY ! THE GOVERNMENT IS SERIOUSLY OVER USING/ MISUSING THEIR POWER !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Ps. if you do not understand why I highlighted this in black then I am sorry, but you are slow/dense ^ ^;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-503544_162-57360665-503544/sopa-pipa-what-you-need-to-know/"&gt;If you are clueless, and want to get smart about SOPA/PIPA, click here !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to help stop SOPA/PIPA ? Then please consider going to the following websites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.google.com/landing/takeaction/"&gt;https://www.google.com/landing/takeaction/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avaaz.org/en/save_the_internet/"&gt;http://www.avaaz.org/en/save_the_internet/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alukaforyou.deviantart.com/#/d4myf4y"&gt;Luka-chan talks about it too~. And the picture above is hers. Go check it out~. ^__^&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;PLEASE SAVE MEH BLOG !!&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;XD uh.. I mean YOUR HELP IS GREATLY APPRECIATED !! ^O^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7089515626708327696?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7089515626708327696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/censored.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7089515626708327696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7089515626708327696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/censored.html' title='*Censored*'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZDztf4NVoI/TxnUxoMypRI/AAAAAAAABC8/8WUkEL7rTcs/s72-c/vocaloid-luka-save+the+interent.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-538661123295120811</id><published>2012-01-19T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T07:19:07.658-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup is yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sopa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pipa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple minded'/><title type='text'>Sopa?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I must explain to you that I'm not a very.. news-y person.. like I don't update myself on the current events very often xD. So yesterday, when stupid wikipedia wouldn't let me use their website because of some "SOPA" thing, I was like WTF? I had no idea what was going on xD. Of course, my idiot self didn't bother to read the damn description xD so I was still lost. Anyways, I had to use wikipedia a lot yesterday, so I was very annoyed &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;. But~ after the third or fourth time of not being able to use wikipedia, I actually read what it said. LOL and even after that, I still had no idea what was going on. I was just like "Damn." xD yea~ I'm too simple minded to understand things :P. At the dinner table, my sister was like "Sopa~. Do you know what Sopa is~?" and I was like "...uh..the spanish word for soup?" My sister looked utterly confused xD she was like "What the hell? Where'd that come from?" Then I had to explain to her that I didn't know what "SOPA" is~ :P.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ho ho~ so wikipedia is working again today :) so I searched it up~. SOPA is some kind of new thing (I think it's called a bill?) that might turn into a law. SOPA is short for "Stop Online Privacy Act." And yay! :D Now I understand what it is. . .Darn, it'd be better if it was soup &amp;gt;__&amp;lt; soup is yummy :3. There's also something called PIPA ..but I'm too lazy to look that up xD.&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT... I'm still too simple minded to understand what the impact of all this is though. So my dad explained it to me xD. Supposedly, it intrudes on our freedom in the internet... or something like that. I'm not sure xD.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I like my freedom D: nobody should take it away. So.. I guess I'm against this SOPA thing &amp;gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;...^ ^;; but I'm not sure what to do now. I hear you can complain or probably join some kind of protest or idk... but that sounds like a lot of work xD;;. Gosh..but then I feel lazy if I don't do something. Haha, well I guess I'll figure something out later. Right now I gotta go to &lt;strike&gt;hell&lt;/strike&gt; er- school~. ^ ^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-538661123295120811?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/538661123295120811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/sopa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/538661123295120811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/538661123295120811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/sopa.html' title='Sopa?'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-9091560675681568543</id><published>2012-01-17T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:49:21.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharp objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one piece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant skit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy little brothers'/><title type='text'>It's Tuesday and Saturday :D !! ...uh wait, huh? xD</title><content type='html'>Okay, guess what? :D Today is ...*drum roll* .. Tuesday !! \(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh? o.O You say you already know this? LOL of course you do~. But even though it's Tuesday, I am going to tell you about Saturday ^___^. Isn't that exciting? Haha xD Okay maybe exciting isn't the right word, but I shall continue to talk nonetheless :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Saturday was a fun day for me :D. I had a weird day...well, weird doesn't even begin to describe what Saturday was. You see, I had spent last Saturday with Luka-chan, Rin-chan, and Katrina-chan. They all had come to my house. We were rehearsing for a skit we have created for Spanish class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_________&amp;gt; I feel so bad for my friends. The first thing that happens when they walk into the door is that my two little &lt;strike&gt;demons&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;monsters&lt;/strike&gt; brothers had started shooting them ! They took out their little nerf guns and pow pow POW!&lt;br /&gt;TT___TT they are so mean. The bullets of course don't hurt, but it can be quite terrifying if the first thing you see is some orange cylindrical object was flying towards your face ! It's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. and it gets worse. Once I took the guns away, they resorted to punching them. TT^TT my friends were harassed. Luckily, my little sister doesn't give a damn about my friends and just played on her computer the whole time. One less pest to worry about :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL so for the first hour or so they were over, we just talked and talked and talked. I don't even remember what we were talking about. No body had eaten lunch, so my dad had ordered pizza. Thus, for the second hour they were here, we were eating. =_________= so. much. time. gone. We watched One Piece 8D and drank coke while we ate Pizza. Oh ho ho~ I think it was fun. If it didn't cost us so much time =____=".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards, we got all our shit together, and started rehearsing. It was hard OTL.&lt;br /&gt;All of us (except Luka-chan xD) memorized our lines. But actually preforming them was just horrid. All our actions were awkward xD and like not normal. We were basically goofing off the whole time. L-l-luka-chan was so crazy. She attacked me ! several times too. Luka-chan is the waitress (we are preforming a restaurant skit), so she carries a pen and what not. *sniffles* a-and she took that stupid pen and started to stab me with it TT^TT. Lukcily, she's not crazy, and she didn't actually stab me with it. But it was scary Dx I have this intense fear of sharp objects being pointed at me. Like I will freak out if scissors or knives and apparently pens/sharp pencils are pointed/directed towards me. Sigh. It's a terrible fear because people like to purposely attack me T^T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~, I'm glad we got the basic priority accomplished :D. We got the general movements done ^___^. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;But the stupid skit is due Tuesday OTL. Damn, we're not ready. We've only had one practice session. I try to reschedule another practice day, but everyone is busy. I think.. we're going to be winging the skit during school. Farewell to my good grade TT^TT. ...sigh. I guess I'ma just take a leap of faith here. Hopefully, we can get it right... but I'm scared Dx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-9091560675681568543?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/9091560675681568543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-tuesday-and-saturday-d-uh-wait-huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/9091560675681568543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/9091560675681568543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-tuesday-and-saturday-d-uh-wait-huh.html' title='It&apos;s Tuesday and Saturday :D !! ...uh wait, huh? xD'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6390891212223683697</id><published>2012-01-16T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T16:16:04.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martin luther king jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart pockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martha stewart'/><title type='text'>Origami.</title><content type='html'>Oh ho ho ho~ I was being crafty today :D&lt;br /&gt;But for like everything else I do in life, I failed OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.marthastewart.com/sites/files/marthastewart.com/images/content/web/goodthings/gt02febmsl_bonbon_xl.jpg" width="256" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon a website called &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/273679/bonbon-filled-hearts?czone=holiday/valentine-center/valentine-cnt-gifts&amp;amp;center=276967&amp;amp;gallery=274866&amp;amp;slide=273679"&gt;Martha Stewart&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. The website has all these really cool and pretty craft instructions on there. Out of the many different things on the website, I found these heart pockets. ^___^ They're so cuute~. I found them to be quite easy to make. However, mine just didn't turn out right because I don't have the fancy paper TT^TT. So even though I made it perfectly, it still looked like crap orz. I don't have pretty ribbon either Dx.&lt;br /&gt;Sighh. Oh well~ I had fun learning it though. And even though I don't have the fancy paper, I think mine still look nice. What to fill it with is the issue... xD Gosh, the troubles of origami. I always make a bunch of little paper art, and then I end up throwing it away. ^ ^;; I'm so wasteful. Haha so now I just give them to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day. :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to the person who I once almost gave my key to~. (Luka-chan might know what I'm referring to xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no school today. LOL and I still haven't done my homework. Sigh. xD I'm such a procrastinator :P.&lt;br /&gt;All I did today was watch a bunch of One Piece and normal TV. Yup~ you heard me right. Normalt TV. I haven't don't that in forever XD. LOL. Watched Big Bang and New Girl. I wanted to watch Psych or Doctor Who, but I forgot what channel they're on ^ ^;;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...other than that I didn't do much. So I guess this is farewell for now~. I might have more stuff to talk about tomorrow :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog to ya laters ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6390891212223683697?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6390891212223683697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/origami.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6390891212223683697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6390891212223683697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/origami.html' title='Origami.'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-865545962773083822</id><published>2012-01-15T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:45:37.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sour gummy worms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purses'/><title type='text'>I Got Birthday Gifts :)</title><content type='html'>I'ma talk about my birthday today~ even though it happened awhile go xD.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ho ho~. So I was very surprised-ish on my birthday :3.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect the majority of my friends to give me gifts, but they did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL not the gifts I said I wanted on one of my blog posts xD but I liked their gifts nonetheless ^___^ because they were still awesome x3.&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures for you guys too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lB9CXZXmWTE/TxLZAFFndQI/AAAAAAAABAY/iUL9v9zWveM/s1600/IMG_1767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lB9CXZXmWTE/TxLZAFFndQI/AAAAAAAABAY/iUL9v9zWveM/s320/IMG_1767.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL so I should really put this in order of which one I got first, but..I'm too lazy xD. Haha so this first picture is Rin-chan's gift to me~. LOL She said she expected everyone to get me sour gummy worms, so she wanted to be different and got me this xD. It's candy, but &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;candy xD. And some fancy lotion~. It smells nice xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU RIN-CHAN &amp;lt;333 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29fNvWy1YCQ/TxLY1qdzLTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZK3m1CArxvA/s1600/IMG_1759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29fNvWy1YCQ/TxLY1qdzLTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ZK3m1CArxvA/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jessa-chan made this for me :D !! It looks much cooler in real life. I'm just really really really bad at photography xDD. It's supposed to be a red rose. I'm not sure what it's made out of xD. There's a tinier blue rose inside. And the whole thing is just so cool &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. She gave this to me the day before my birthday I think xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JESSA-CHAN c:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScpGNN_Tju0/TxLZJTqv75I/AAAAAAAABAg/dekmvj2ND9w/s1600/IMG_1769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ScpGNN_Tju0/TxLZJTqv75I/AAAAAAAABAg/dekmvj2ND9w/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This next one is from Gleek-kun~.&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the bag~. I don't know, but I'm weird, so I find the gift wrapping and stuff an important part of the gift.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm glad he got me something simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVZQHqm1IDQ/TxLZ1Zzt2oI/AAAAAAAABAo/07swRC1GoYU/s1600/IMG_1774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVZQHqm1IDQ/TxLZ1Zzt2oI/AAAAAAAABAo/07swRC1GoYU/s320/IMG_1774.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's a crazy crazy person. He said he wanted to get me something special like a purse or a green necklace.&lt;br /&gt;Purse because I collect bags/purses xD. Yeaa~ that's a new fact to learn about me. Not many people know that. Not until Choco-chan got me a bag for Christmas, and I was awe-ing over it xD. LOL I'm so jealous of choco-chan for that though because she has a much bigger collection than me :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL OFF TOPIC! Sorry xD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he got me sour gummy worms and root beer ~~!!! He emphasized on the &lt;i&gt;fat free&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;part of the gummy worms. LOL but it's NOT because I'm fat. It's because he wants to help me win the bet that I have with Luka-chan :P.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I liked this gift. xD Favorite candy &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;root beer. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GLEEK-KUN ~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2se3qgdtais/TxLZ_toXMHI/AAAAAAAABAw/C-w_qrdiqFQ/s1600/IMG_1781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2se3qgdtais/TxLZ_toXMHI/AAAAAAAABAw/C-w_qrdiqFQ/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;X-chan got me a card !! :D. And OMG it was so cute &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. I love doggies~ &amp;lt;33.And sigh OTL I forgot to take a picture of the actual card. *facepalm. I'm so stupid.What was inside the card was so sweet though. It made me smile a really big :D. I would tell you what was inside, but that might intrude on its personal thoughtfulness.&amp;nbsp;But it was very nice, and she wrote a very cute poem :&amp;gt; I felt so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ8JETnLZtM/TxLaJoP0_EI/AAAAAAAABA4/FfdRX-mdpvU/s1600/IMG_1782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wQ8JETnLZtM/TxLaJoP0_EI/AAAAAAAABA4/FfdRX-mdpvU/s320/IMG_1782.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hmm..I really like the poem. It was so nice and sweet &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. I think..I'll share it with you. I mean you won't see the full awesomeness of her gift I just show you the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;the poem:&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago I seen you :)&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago I heard of you &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;This year I know you (hi) :D&lt;br /&gt;4 months ago I started to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;2 months ago I knew something was special about you.&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago I heard today was your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And today I want you to have the time of your life and I will always open my arms for you no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy after I read that. TTwTT I feel so loved. And I wanted to cry tears of happiness, and skip with joy. It was so nice. And awww :'D. Sigh. I love X-chan &amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU X-CHAN &amp;lt;333 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCB1HwHtM6o/TxLaeGqtfwI/AAAAAAAABBI/etIe75ZCrdY/s1600/IMG_1792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCB1HwHtM6o/TxLaeGqtfwI/AAAAAAAABBI/etIe75ZCrdY/s320/IMG_1792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sister got me these tiny Dummies book. xDD. They're so cute. LOL it seems weird, but it's actually a nice gift. My dad got me harujaku perfume 8D . I love that brand/type/w.e. because the bottles are so cute &amp;lt;333. It was called "wicked style." LOL and I'm telling you this because I'm too lazy to take a picture of it xD. Ooh my lil' brothers got me two GIANT packs of sour gummy worms. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FAMILY (is too lazy to say all their names xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_4hXWgps1c/TxLbo_pfN8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/lFr2MYfeo2k/s1600/Luka-chan%2527s+giftssss.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U_4hXWgps1c/TxLbo_pfN8I/AAAAAAAABBQ/lFr2MYfeo2k/s640/Luka-chan%2527s+giftssss.png" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;THIS IS LUCKA-CHAN'S GIFT :D !!&lt;br /&gt;I have to give her props for being the most creative.&lt;br /&gt;I really liked what the lid said XD. She still can't stop laughing about that poem we wrote.&lt;br /&gt;LOL When I opened it, I was like "Oh ha ha. another tea refferrance." This woman has been obsessed with tea lately XD. So I took it as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;But...when I moved the paper I saw an actual tea box =____=;;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "WTF??? LOL she actually got me tea?! This is so weird xD." and I was basically laughing in my head like crazy. But of course I had to be polite, so I was like "Oh haha, I love tea ^ ^;; thank you." and I put it back into the container. But she was like "Open it." I was like "uhh..okay." I was totally expecting tea bags, but there was actually sour gummy worms!! XD I can't believe she actually tricked me. I'm so&amp;nbsp;gullible&amp;nbsp;^ ^;;. She even taunted me in her message.She totally predicted that I'd be tricked. LOL she knows me too well xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU LUKA-CHAN !! \(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten her gummy worms yet though xD.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma save it for now. Saving the best for last, ne~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RmFwJufxYM/TxLbvhwHkyI/AAAAAAAABBY/AVm0P7zRJSE/s1600/paridhi%2527s+giftsss.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RmFwJufxYM/TxLbvhwHkyI/AAAAAAAABBY/AVm0P7zRJSE/s640/paridhi%2527s+giftsss.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pari-chan's gift to me :)&amp;nbsp;It's so cuuutee and pretty !! :D&amp;nbsp;LOL the gift bag is so cute even if it more a&amp;nbsp;Christmas-y bag ^w^.&lt;br /&gt;Haha when I opened the bag, I reached to grab out the tissue paper. However, it was wrapped around something. When I grabbed it out, I felt this heavy lumpy thing. When I unwrapped it, I saw this pretty-ass thing :D !! It was a coin purse and a keychain. A very heavy key chain. xD. lol it was made out of metal or something, so it weighed a ton xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU PARI-CHAN !! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh if you look at the gifts, you probably see the background of like chairs and backpacks. Well that's because on the day of my birthday I had a stupid math test first period &amp;gt;:| hmph which sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Bwahaha~~ but since I'm so awesome, I finished it with like 20 minutes left xD. So I was bored, and had nothing left to do. So I whipped out my camera, and clicked away xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there are gifts that I didn't take pictures of (because I was lazy :P). My grandma gave me a&amp;nbsp;Buddhist&amp;nbsp;necklace. I'm agnostic, but my grandma believes in&amp;nbsp;Buddhism. I wear it though. It would be rude not to. I don't mind though. I like how the tummy turns purple when I rub it. I don't know how that happens :&amp;gt; it's so cool. Rubbing the stomach of Buddha is supposed to bring good luck.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Choco-chan got me another purse :D. It's so cute. The purse is this small round rectangular-ish shaped black purse. It's so beautiful. My collection is growing ^___^. yay.&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of people on DCW wished me happy birthday too :)&lt;br /&gt;Ai-chan said happy birthday to like a hundred times too. I love her. xD&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..other than that I don't think there was anything else I received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that so many people love me, and I love them all just as much as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-865545962773083822?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/865545962773083822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-birthday-gifts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/865545962773083822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/865545962773083822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-got-birthday-gifts.html' title='I Got Birthday Gifts :)'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lB9CXZXmWTE/TxLZAFFndQI/AAAAAAAABAY/iUL9v9zWveM/s72-c/IMG_1767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-1616680510565490869</id><published>2012-01-15T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:03:19.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tried'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirely tmple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olive garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exia-near'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one piece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgot'/><title type='text'>TT^TT I was so scaredd</title><content type='html'>I'M SO TIRED !! D;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like posting.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna crawl into my bed, and watch One Piece~~ (meh computer is hooked up to tv x3)&lt;br /&gt;LOL my family (dad, sis, two lil' bros + meh) have all been watching One Piece together. My sister is like up to the latest episode. I'm on 180-something. My brother and dad are the only ones that need to catch up. However, One Piece is one of those super epic animes that is fun to watch no matter how many times you see it xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har har har but I guess this is not what you want to hear. The ones who remember it was my birthday yesterday, probably wants to hear about it. Wahh~ but I'm tired xD. Tonight was so hectic~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday was a Friday, and I had work, we didn't celebrate my birthday. Thus, we celebrated it tonight. Now celebration for my family means the birthday person gets to go to any restaurant of our choice. I was going to pick to go eat dim sum. However, I heard Choco-chan has never gone to Olive Garden. So I just had to bring her :D. She didn't taste the wonders of their amazing bread xD. Usually, my dad doesn't let me bring friends, but since she's never been there, he decided to make an accept.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~, when we got to Choco-chan's house, I realized I didn't have my purse. Olive Garden is like a half hour away from my house, so that means it'd take us an hour to make a round trip. TT^TT my dad got so mad at me. He was like "Only stupid people do stupid things!" It was the bag Choco-chan got for me for Christmas too. So I was really sad that I lost it OTL. We went back to the restaurant to go get it though. On the way there I was so damn scared. I was like "Shit what if I brought it out of the restaurant and accidently dropped it in the parking lot? What if someone took it?! Nooo poor Exia-Near. TT^TT" I was seriously stiff and glued to my seat. I didn't even dare to breathe (well I did a lil' xD). I don't know why, but I was freaking out. Gosh, my imagination is too darn big D; i scare myself too often. You don't know how happy and relieved when I found my bag. I had to ask the waiter person though because they put it in some office thing. I was being all Asian and bowing. I mean HALF bow . LOL I was so close to a full on bow though xDD. "thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I just kept chanting it to them and smiling, and half bowing. I was just so happy. And I practically skipped back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;But then when I was about to open the car door, I was all frowny faced because I was sure my dad was going to lecture me about everything. The first thing I heard when I opened the car door though was "Who needs to go pee??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just like *faceplamm =____="".&lt;br /&gt;We all ended up using the bathroom xD. Drank too much shirely temple. lolol sighh. I know how weird my dad can be xD. I don't know why I was so scared. He did tell me serious things like "Remember this feeling, so you don't do it again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I was really scared though. That bag is like my new favorite. And just because Choco-chan got it for me ^__^. LOL well it is also super cute and stuff too :D. Plus, I had my phone, wallet, keys, camera, and exia-near in there... ^ ^;; I keep everything in my purse. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at the time* @___________@ it's already midnight. damn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired *yawns*. I'll tell you people about my birthday tomorrow xD. Right now I must catch some Z's.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh~ Luka-chan, Rin-chan, and Katrina-chan came over to my house before I went out to dinner too. I should tell you people about that~! ...eh...tomorrow XD LOL I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha don't kill meh for making you wait~ ^ ^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-1616680510565490869?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/1616680510565490869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/tttt-i-was-so-scaredd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1616680510565490869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1616680510565490869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/tttt-i-was-so-scaredd.html' title='TT^TT I was so scaredd'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2900550473508755052</id><published>2012-01-11T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:39:08.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for being alive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some people are doomed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how do i live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t piss people off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hitler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='osama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we were put here to help'/><title type='text'>Thanks for Breathing~</title><content type='html'>Today, I was talking with my friend (I won't state who). She asked me about life; about how do I live. I sat there and thought. How do I live? I had given her an answer. To be honest, I don't really know if what I was saying was true...or just a bunch of b.s. I mean I want to believe in what I said..but I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that... there is a reason I am here. I don't know what that reason is, but it exists. For me, that's enough. I continue to live in order to find out what the hell this "reason" is. Knowing my fail luck, I probably won't find out until the very end (meaning at death~), but that's okay. This kind of reason for living is me being ignorant though, or that is in my opinion. It's ignorant because..since I don't know what the purpose to living is, I came up with a "I don't know, but I'll just wing it and find out later" kind of solution. In a way I guess it let's me survive peacefully. While on the other hand, my friend over thinks things a bit. She can't go with the flow. I think that's okay. It's better than not thinking at all and acting on whims (which is kinda how I am xD). However, it prevents her from having fun. . . well I guess what she does is fun in a way for her(?).&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...what is the purpose of living? I don't think anybody really has the answer (if you do, you should tell meh~ :3). Everyone finds their own reasons I guess. Whether that reason be a dream they wish to accomplish or simply because they wish to eat a sandwich or something the next day, doesn't matter to me. Some people (like my friend) just hasn't found their reason yet.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a book today (shocking, I know xD), and it said, "we were put here to help." ..I thought about it for a little bit, and I liked it xD. It sounds ...right. I mean some people are stingy, and only care for themselves. Those kind of people are doomed (in my opinion!). Doomed to loneliness. Doomed to unhappiness. Some people are way too laid back, and waits for things to come to them. Those people are doomed (in my opinion!). Doomed to failure. Doomed to a future that stands still as they wait for something instead of going for it themselves. Yet on the other hand, there are some people who are kind, and do things unconditionally. They have that bright smile, and aura that inspires you. I don't think they're doomed.. a lil' creepily perfect-seeming sometimes, but not doomed (maybe doomed with that "perfect" image). &amp;nbsp;....^ ^;; wow..I lost the point I was trying to get at. ...I think maybe saying that the type of people who others admire are the kinds who have succeeded...but now that sounds a bit mean xD. I'm not saying that all people who are laid back will fail. I'm not saying being stingy is all bad (but most of the times)...I'm just stating ..different types of people(?).. well ..uh.. Anyways~, "we were put here to help." I think that means whatever it is we may do, nothing matters unless you help someone along the way. Help someone just because it's the nice/right thing to do. Whether it's helping your classmate in their studies or helping a person to turn a frown upside down.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... this has become my new motto/catch phrase in a way. Ask Choco-chan~. I kept using it today xD. I like how the phrase sounds... I like what it means, and it's simple.&lt;br /&gt;LOL well ^ ^;; I think I just lost the point of this post. It went from how I live, purposes in life, doomed people, and finally to a new phrase in which I have put belief in. /fail //shot xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~ life is annoying. and yet life it is beautiful too. it can be fun. it can be boring. it doesn't always go your way~, but sometimes it does. every person deserves to live.&lt;br /&gt;...now don't get technical on me, and be all like "oh~ but what about osama? or hitler? or ...w.e. other "bad" people that existed?" (lol xD i cant remember many). Well...I don't know about those people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about the subject of them very well...so I can't put up an argument on anything (whether I think they deserve to live or not).&lt;br /&gt;some people love osama others dont and same for hitler. All I can say is that they were just two other people who made some...what i think to be, mean/bad/cruel/terrible decisions in their life that pissed many people off.&lt;br /&gt;and in life, you shouldn't piss people off. it's not nice :3. (unless those people are: marina ismail, yammy, orochimaru, or nena trinity&amp;nbsp;:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm- ...^ ^;; I don't know how to end this. LOL. um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for breathing :)&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^LOL That's what I told Pari-chan on Christmas xDD.&lt;br /&gt;It's my way of saying "Thank you for being alive" :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. this is all opinion~~ gosh i feel like people are gonna&amp;nbsp;slaughter&amp;nbsp;me for talking about such a touchy topic xP idk why :3 i just predict complaints about my views ^ ^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2900550473508755052?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2900550473508755052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-for-breathing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2900550473508755052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2900550473508755052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanks-for-breathing.html' title='Thanks for Breathing~'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-464746095626107071</id><published>2012-01-10T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:25:09.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity at its best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sappy poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhymes with ound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collaboration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s and m'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh ho ho ho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>LOL I Still Suck at Poetry</title><content type='html'>Haha, so I've been writing really sappy poems lately~. I don't know. Just been in that mood I guess :P.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there's a poetry contest coming up in my school. I'm also doing that poetry lesson still in English. With all this poetry stuff happening, I can't stop rhyming x____x. LOL I was complaining to Choco-chan about it, and I was like, "It really sucks to be me, don't you see? All the time. I rhyme. Ugh! It's a curse that I do not&amp;nbsp;rehearse." That wasn't on purpose at all too TT^TT it just happened. Haha anyways~ during lunch, I was writing poems for the contest and homework. My friends started to distract me, and we wrote two funny ones xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I shall share with you people :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Waters of Mankind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to..&lt;br /&gt;I need to pee now please.&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh! It happened~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO XD&amp;nbsp;Stupidity at its best~ in poetry.&amp;nbsp;It doesn't make much sense now that I think about it. Ahahah~~ but we started cracking up for like half an hour over it. We're so childish~ but that's okay. It's fun XD.&lt;br /&gt;We have to write Haikus for homework today (ugh xP). That's why this poem is a haiku~. For those of you who know what a haiku is, and don't think it is a haiku, well it is!! It's about human &lt;i&gt;nature&lt;/i&gt;. LOLOL~ XD loop hole~. (explanation: Haikus can only be about nature. Usually people think of animals, trees, plants, etc.) Yea~ my friends and I fail xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;S&amp;amp;M Poem&lt;/u&gt;~ (no specific title was though of xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are round.&lt;br /&gt;Hands are bound.&lt;br /&gt;A whip nearby can be found.&lt;br /&gt;Uncontrollable sounds.&lt;br /&gt;This takes place on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;There was a big pound.&lt;br /&gt;The guy is like a hound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all we came up with so far. xDD It was even supposed to be a rhyming poem at first. It was supposed to be a poem about a girl falling into a hole, but we all got dirty and started writing S&amp;amp;M. We should be ashamed XD but we're not LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rin-chan's poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! Oh my! What a sound&lt;br /&gt;For a man in the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^LOL she wanted to elaborate with the rhyming of "ound" words some more I guess. Hahaha~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to write poetry and being in love at the same time can be very dangerous xD. I've been writing sappy poems &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. Sappy poems are gross, but I can't stop writing them XD.&lt;br /&gt;And they're not even sappy poems about things I've experienced in love. They're like half and half. Part experienced and part opinion of future.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wrote a poem about a person's first love. The first half was true for me personally at least. Second half was about the girl not being able to confess and the guy ends up moving on. Second half is yet to happen~. &amp;gt;3&amp;lt; I need courage. LOL but I'm a gutless chicken xP.&lt;br /&gt;I would show you the poem~, but I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;submit it for the poetry contest. I'm not sure :3. Thus, I won't show it to you~. Now nobody can copy it~. Oh ho ho~! x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL well I'ma go to work now~. Oh yea! I don't think I told you people about that yet. I was on a three week break from work (cuz of school xP), but now I started working again.&lt;br /&gt;Less hours though~ because the previous schedule I worked was too exhausting and troublesome for me. That means I get paid less though T^T. LOL but that's okay~. I don't really need to the money. This is just for experience :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~ like I said, I gotta go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaosu~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-464746095626107071?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/464746095626107071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/lol-i-still-suck-at-poetry.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/464746095626107071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/464746095626107071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/lol-i-still-suck-at-poetry.html' title='LOL I Still Suck at Poetry'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5544355058427396372</id><published>2012-01-08T14:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:17:11.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little things make me happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acorn tree'/><title type='text'>The Window to My Tree ..wait what? XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Haha so I eventually got around to taking a picture of my window ^___^. LOL yuup~ it's just a tree XD, an acorn tree. ^ ^;; I know I said it was pretty, but I guess it really depends on what you like. I like my tree because it's fun to see it change during the seasons and stuff. Plus, the camera doesn't capture all of its beauty, so you can't feel the same way that I do about my tree. I hope the few people who voted on my poll didn't pick window view so they could find out where I live. That'd be so creepy &amp;gt;______&amp;lt;. LOL but if that was the case, sucks for you that a giant tree is all you see. xD Anyways, I better not get any complaints about my tree &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;. So yea, this is my window from my living room. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ZnaxJG24I/Twnm9Qd8MAI/AAAAAAAAA_I/tQbiRWm1xiU/s1600/IMG_1665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ZnaxJG24I/Twnm9Qd8MAI/AAAAAAAAA_I/tQbiRWm1xiU/s400/IMG_1665.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of trees though...I have a favorite tree :). Yesh, I'm the kind of weirdo who looks at trees on her way home, and claim one as her favorite tree. I'll take a picture of it in the Spring time ^w^ and show it to you. It's so pretty~ and cute~ &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. In spring it grows these kinds of flowers. When the tree is in full bloom, it looks like a bunch of popcorn is stuck to the branches :D. It's so cool! We call it "the Popcorn Tree." Haha I want to name it Sally for some reason XD but I won't because that's weird. I'll have to show you it sometime :).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, today in general was great ^________^. It's still only 2:00 PM here, but I've had a nice day. Little things happened, but they were enough to make me happy. Little things like me being able to peacefully sit at my computer without interruption for more than 10 minutes xD. Little things like it being Sunday and not Monday xD. Little things like getting a good amount of sleep at night. And tons of other little things~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyways, I'ma cut this post short because I have an essay to write that I need to finish by Tuesday xP. Plus, I'm planning on doing 10 science extra credit homeworks before Monday. I didn't start on them at all yet, so idk how the hell I'm going to do that xP but I'ma try~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5544355058427396372?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5544355058427396372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/window-to-my-tree-wait-what-xd.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5544355058427396372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5544355058427396372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/window-to-my-tree-wait-what-xd.html' title='The Window to My Tree ..wait what? XD'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W4ZnaxJG24I/Twnm9Qd8MAI/AAAAAAAAA_I/tQbiRWm1xiU/s72-c/IMG_1665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7025005771018103307</id><published>2012-01-07T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:25:57.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you are my role model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhyming poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to see you smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can&apos;t rhyme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='november'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couplet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-rhyming poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no rythm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism strives on'/><title type='text'>I Suck at Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wrote some poetry~. Felt like sharing :3. I don't have much else to post~ (*liessss*). xD. LOL but yea, for now I'ma just show you people some poetry ^w^.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;In class, we're learning about Poetry~, so I thought, "Hey, why don't I show some~?" LOL They suck though~. I can't rhyme for life, and my poems contain no rhythm XD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I wrote this for Choco-chan's birthday~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You Are My Role Model&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Joy and smiles is what you bring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your existence as bright and happy as spring.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wish not a prince upon you, but a worthy king!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Someone as wonderful as you deserves no less.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One day, you’ll achieve ultimate success.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When facing difficult obstacles, you still headily pursue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You are also never one to misdo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I honestly admire everything about you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I wrote this for Ai-chan's birthday~ (weird poem for a birthday, but yeaa~ xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Want to See You Smile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sad you feel. Sad you may be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today though, on this shining day, may you smile for me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’m happy that you were born.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’m happy that we met.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh, how much more happy I’d be, if you were as happy as thee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So again even just for today, could you smile, one big smile, for me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your smile is what I long to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wrote this because of the thing I wrote on meh banner xD. But I kinda failed in writing this XDD it's so weird~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Optimism Strives On…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I trip and fall and hurt my bum.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! Everyone starts to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a bit dumb.&lt;br /&gt;But then I look around.&lt;br /&gt;It’s actually quite funny, I see.&lt;br /&gt;And I began to laugh while on the ground.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As I reached for the salt, I knocked over my cup&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! What a big mess I made.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it I who has to mess up?&lt;br /&gt;But then I started to think.&lt;br /&gt;Crying over spilt milk? How sill that is?&lt;br /&gt;“No problem,” my dad says, and gave me a reassuring wink.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I look into the mirror and what do I see?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! A terrible hair day has befallen on me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to flee!&lt;br /&gt;But wait! Hold on for just a second.&lt;br /&gt;I think I can fix this.&lt;br /&gt;The day is no longer ruined.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are times when you fall to the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; But if you stop to think, there is a bright side there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Whether it’s spring or autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Don’t worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Even if you fall, life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wrote this for class~. It has NO rhythm whatsoever. And I actually tried rhyming "comes" with &amp;nbsp;"goes" xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Picked the month November for my poem, just because it's special like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;November&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chill winds roam about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Tis’ November comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The last seed falls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;And November goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In its soaking mist,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The nuts are getting brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sunshine leaves early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The rose is out of town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pitter patter. Pitter patter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rattled the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;So dull and dark days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Yet, thanks we obtain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Many things to thank, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks for joy in living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Time to be together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Have a jolly good Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just a stupid sappy love poem I wrote awhile ago :3. I found it when I was looking through some old stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL it doesn't rhyme, and there's no specific rhythm to it :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Memories Hurt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My days go on and on,&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t think there’s ever been a day&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I smile at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;thoughts of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; But far away I stand from you.&lt;br /&gt;Too much distance separates us.&lt;br /&gt;To close this unfortunate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;G&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Is my wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; From this distance &lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the&lt;br /&gt;Feelings of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious of my heart’s existence,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You look at another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S…l…o…w…l…y&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I can feel my heart crack.&lt;br /&gt;I hold onto the tiny shards of love&lt;br /&gt;With false hope.&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you look at me?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;Can you really be that &lt;s&gt;blind&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Time with you&lt;br /&gt;Always seem so short.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Physically, we may stand close.&lt;br /&gt;But emotionally, our hearts are&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; very&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; far&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; apart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The world seems to be unfair like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to move on,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But can there really be a person&lt;br /&gt;Who can heal my heart&lt;br /&gt;Completely&lt;br /&gt;From these scars&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called memories . . .?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A random couplet I wrote for class~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm Emiko&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I'm Emiko Seiei, and I like green.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid cuz I'm not mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I work very hard, so I lose much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I really do miss those sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Footlight MT Light', serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7025005771018103307?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7025005771018103307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-suck-at-poetry.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7025005771018103307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7025005771018103307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-suck-at-poetry.html' title='I Suck at Poetry'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4109756800071242779</id><published>2012-01-06T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:59:02.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='use a box for a shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Setsuna Seiei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dalek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lack of sleep makes me moody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dual computer screens'/><title type='text'>Epic Desk Setup</title><content type='html'>I HAVEN'T POSTED IN FOUR DAYS @_______@. I think I was half-dead during those four days. I have no idea how I survived without blogging for so long. LOL I'm so lame, that during those four days, I would think about what I would blog about when I got the time. I need a life. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea~ I'm so sorry. I was glomped with tons of stupid homework, and annoying things kept popping up D: even when I did things early, and not last minute, I still had tons of stuff to do. TT^TT this is my fault for doing so many extra activities. I have my normal after school activities to do. Plus, now I started working again. I was supposed to have this week off, but supposedly the kids missed me so much that my Boss-lady asked me to start working earlier than planned. I feel so loved TTwTT *cries tears of joy.* I'm a real rule keeper with those kids, so I thought they didn't like me. I thought they'd forget about me. But they actually missed me TwT and asked for me to come back. Yay~ I'm loved :) which is so surprising to me O,O.&lt;br /&gt;My annoying sister has finally gotten herself a LIFE, so now she's excited and feels the need to share with the world this fact. That means she won't shut up at night Dx. I CANT SLEEP!! I miss my precious precious sleep D': Due to this terrible lack of sleep, I've been really moody lately. I don't like that! I don't know, but the simplest thing can annoy the hell out of me. Luckily, it's the weekend. That makes me happy. Sleep here I come~ ^3^ !&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeaa~ so in conclusion, I'm a super busy grumpy person who is loved. Sounds lovely, ne? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay~ now to the stuff that happened over the four days I've missed :D. Guess what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING \(^o^)/ ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL JUST KIDDING~ XD haha I bet you guys were expecting that, ne? ^3^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to eat dinner*&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;*finished dinner about two hours ago*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT &amp;nbsp;...so many things can happen ...in just...two hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sad TT__TT. I feel confused, offended, mortified, angry, upset, icky, impatient, and sad. Sometimes...things just don't go right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were going just perfectly. I had planned everything out in order to have a good weekend. I was going to finish up half of my homework, so all I have to do is work on meh semi-simple essay. Then I was going to sleep, and finish reading my book (which I've let collect dust for too long o.o). And so on~.&lt;br /&gt;But, now my schedule is&amp;nbsp;interrupted by unexpected problems&amp;nbsp;T^T. My mood has changed from happy-go-lucky to confused/upset. So I don't really feel like continuing this post. I can't really say what happened. No, nobody died...or at least I don't think so &amp;gt;___&amp;gt; I hope not. But yea, all I can really say is that ...it's for something some people may think is stupid, but I find it really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ima show you people something, so I don't end you with meh depressing news :T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2bAjs3AKYI/TwegVJnwATI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lkmc3_e4v-g/s1600/DDDDD4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2bAjs3AKYI/TwegVJnwATI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lkmc3_e4v-g/s640/DDDDD4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So on the poll, I saw that out of the five who voted~, seeing a picture of meh window view was the most desired (based on the votes of five ppl...). Unfortunately for those people, I am lazy xDD.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly took a picture of meh desk, since it's like right in front of me. But my window is ..i don't know... 50 miles or so away? XD LOL Not that far! Just&amp;nbsp;exaggerating. I really don't feel like getting up. &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh~ so this picture is a bit blurry~. My camera sucks, so you all are gonna have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have a cool work station/desk, ne? :D ! I got a picture of Setsuna, and Chinese red envelopes on my wall xD. The red envelopes are there because at the time I put them up, my wall was bare, and I was annoyed by that. Thus, I taped them on there, but then my wall got cluttered now. I'm too lazy to take them down though xD. I have a piece of artwork on mine there too~. And my school calendar :3. I also have a DALEK !! OMG IM SUCH A GEEK BUT I LOVE DALEKS &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; They're my favorite bad guy. LOL yesh, it's a picture of a bad guy. And on it says "Exterminate!" because that's its famous line. Daleks are from Doctor Who, which is one of the best shows ever &amp;lt;3 (besides Psych and House xD). Ohh~ I ALSO HAVE GUNDAM FIGURES &amp;lt;3333. Yesh, it makes sense, ne?&lt;br /&gt;There's also meh piano, which has been collecting dust. Poor piano T^T. Oooh~ and do you notice that my shelf is made of a box for a soap product? :3. LOL Yeaaa~ my dad is too cheap to buy shelves, so he just screwed on some boxes to the wall, and I use them as a shelf. They're surprisingly sturdy for cardboard boxes :D. LOL I shove many random junks into there as you can see xD.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you see that A.C. near my desk ? I HATE that it's there. I whack my head against it by accident all the time XD. But it makes for a convenient shelf for my tissue box :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~ that's enough explaining about my boring desk :3. I'm gonna go~ and pace around my room or something~ because my brain hurts from the problems I was referring to earlier~. Don't comet below asking about my problem (Gleek-kun!) because I don't really wanna share. Sorry, I know this is mean of me ^ ^; but yeaa... it's just something I just don't want to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ciao~. Since it's the weekend, don't worry about me missing four days of blogging.~ I'll blog about what I was planning to blog about today on tomorrow because now I'm busy~. Byes~ :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4109756800071242779?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4109756800071242779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-havent-posted-in-four-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4109756800071242779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4109756800071242779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-havent-posted-in-four-days.html' title='Epic Desk Setup'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n2bAjs3AKYI/TwegVJnwATI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lkmc3_e4v-g/s72-c/DDDDD4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7634853700139516626</id><published>2012-01-02T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:33:32.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chalk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatsune miku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing on the sidewalk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floral brushes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog banner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidewalk art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brown shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun at the park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spongbob squarepants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wtf faces'/><title type='text'>"LAAAAAHHH~"</title><content type='html'>As you can see I got a new banner and background for meh blog~. I think it looks kinda weird, personally. Wasn't too sure on what to make the background :T. So I just used this ^__^. I had much trouble doing the background!! I kept finding nice pictures, but there was always something wrong with it x___x.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I found this really pretty forest one. However, there was some random guy smoking and random Asian lettering~. I don't promote smoking (because it can kill you!). I have no idea what the Asian lettering was, and I don't want to take the risk of it saying something bad. I tried finding another one. However, when I looked closely at it, there was a random bear in the picture. The next one I found was sized oddly. I was about to give up, when I tried the one I have now. It ...looks a bit off to me for some reason. But I was annoyed and too tired to find something else, so I just used this. I might change it later~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm happy with the banner~! :D I once again created it using photoshop ^w^. I made a few different banners because I wanted to try out different styles. Making the banners were easy. Less time consuming than I thought it would be. The hard part was choosing which banner to use. There were three good ones out of the five. Two were practically tied. My brain was practically fried after an hour or so of trying to decide. So I asked my friends to help pick xD. But that didn't go as planned ^ ^;;. I was hoping they'd all agree on one, and make my life easier. I forgot however, that they all have different tastes x___x. And they all picked different ones OTL.&amp;nbsp;Rin-chan chose one of the two that were tied. Katrina-chan chose the other one of the two. Nyu-san picked at random =__=" so I didn't count her vote. Luka-chan chose the same has Katrina-chan.&amp;nbsp; Luka-chan was the tie breaker though :3. So I ended up with the one I'm now currently using ^__^. I would show you the second one of the two I felt was really good, but I might use it in the future xD so I'ma just keep it to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not own the picture of Hatsune Miku on my banner. The picture below is what I used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c__pzaWpHmU/TwJOm_KLPTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Rt0E5JQHI5A/s1600/671296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c__pzaWpHmU/TwJOm_KLPTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Rt0E5JQHI5A/s320/671296.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded floral brushes for photoshop from the following website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/freebies/free-hi-res-photoshop-brushes-floral"&gt;http://www.bittbox.com/freebies/free-hi-res-photoshop-brushes-floral&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~, besides the new design of my blog, I did other stuff ^w^. Today, I went over to meh friends house. It was boring x___x. I mean..I had some fun, but not as much fun as I was expecting :|&lt;br /&gt;We went to the park, even though it's like 30 degrees out. I was freezing to death TT^TT. But we started running around, and playing~ so I was warmed up. I exercised :D. LOL But I jumped a wall or two, and now my leg hurts T__T. I had to run away D: I couldn't lose, but I was cornered. So I jumped over the wall, and stuff. But stupid people ganged up on me T^T and I was caught anyways. Sighhhh. And Luka-chan left like ten minutes after I got there D': so I was sad.&lt;br /&gt;We also did&amp;nbsp;karaoke. But it was fail karaoke xDD. We basically just played music, and sang along to it. It was like how they do it in anime~ :P. I sang a duet of Grenade with Pari-chan. I FAILED XDDD I'm so toned deaf &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of him singing too much though, I remember on our way back to my friend's house from the park, Gleek-kun was singing almost the whole way there. It was random like opera singing or something high pitched. I can't really remember. He was just like "LAAAAAAHHH~!!" And I was like "Gleek-kun !! We're in public O____O;..." Everyone we passed by on the sidewalk was giving us WTF faces xDD It was funny~.&lt;br /&gt;I walked with Jessa-chan on my way home. I was happy because I don't like walking home by myself. I always feel so self conscience when I'm alone. It feels like everybody I pass is staring at me &amp;gt;___&amp;lt;. And I think every large white van that drives by is a murder/kidnap vehicle. Thus, since I scare the crap out of myself whenever I walk by myself, I try to walk with at least one other person if I can. Jessa-chan and I stopped by Nyu-san's house :D. LOL we stood at her front door in the cold outside complaining about my Spanish teacher. XD Yea, we're quite lame. I attacked Nyu-san with hugs while we were having our short gathering :D. I feel productive for doing so ^____^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I just remembered something :D !! While at the park, I saw some picture worthy~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-jJbvviyS8/TwJXh-_A9BI/AAAAAAAAA-4/APNACKDhMHM/s1600/IMG_1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-jJbvviyS8/TwJXh-_A9BI/AAAAAAAAA-4/APNACKDhMHM/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS~~!!! XDDD&amp;nbsp;LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not&amp;nbsp;sponsored by Spongbob to post this picture (it'd be cool if I was though! xD).&amp;nbsp;I just thought it was funny and cute, so I took a picture ^3^.&amp;nbsp; Haha I don't like watching Spongebob though. I remember someone told me (don't remember who) that Spongebob makes you stupider XD. LOL my brothers watch it though. I should really stop them &amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. But they won't let me~ XD so it's not my fault :P.&lt;br /&gt;The dark brownish-black shoe is Pari-chan's foot :D. The regular brown shoe is Jessa-chan's foot. I really hope Jessa-chan doesn't kill me for posting this XD She doesn't like any pictures that have her in them anywhere. ..but it's just her foot, so I guess it's okay ^w^. Pari-chan's foot is there because she was blocking the school's name :3. Jessa-chan's foot is just there at the wrong time xD.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh!! That weird lump of a shadow right underneath Spongebob's feet is my shadow :D :D. LOL XD Not that knowing such a thing is signifant. Hahaa. I think my shadow is partially combined with Gleek-kun's since he was standing next to me. Haha so don't think I'm some lumpy person xDD It's just the product of two shadows~.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this post has just gotten semi-super long because I don't know when to shut up &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;. So I'ma go work on meh extra credit science stuff~ since I'm a nerd~ :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7634853700139516626?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7634853700139516626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/laaaaahhh-sings-gleek-kun-xd.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7634853700139516626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7634853700139516626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/laaaaahhh-sings-gleek-kun-xd.html' title='&quot;LAAAAAHHH~&quot;'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c__pzaWpHmU/TwJOm_KLPTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Rt0E5JQHI5A/s72-c/671296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-7654620724096015420</id><published>2012-01-01T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T08:24:06.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutting puppet strings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatsune miku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to free myself from a fake me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year&apos;s resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year~!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL~!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for everyone to have a good year~!!&lt;br /&gt;May 2012 be the best one yet, and not our end :) hopefully... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's Resolution for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c783i3FpXE/TwBc-GyzNGI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/L75cnMuiPHo/s1600/green902943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c783i3FpXE/TwBc-GyzNGI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/L75cnMuiPHo/s1600/green902943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-7654620724096015420?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/7654620724096015420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7654620724096015420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/7654620724096015420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year~!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5c783i3FpXE/TwBc-GyzNGI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/L75cnMuiPHo/s72-c/green902943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-1735061503495051029</id><published>2011-12-31T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:11:39.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for everything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY~! :D</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AI-CHAN&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY early BIRTHDAY TO CHOCO-CHAN !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU PEOPLE VERY VERY MUCH :D !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture expresses everything I want to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAQKyJ05TE/Tv947wtsTpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/gEjnR6R3rtc/s1600/SMILE_you_awesome_bros_by_kaori_rakii-d4bs8b5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAQKyJ05TE/Tv947wtsTpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/gEjnR6R3rtc/s640/SMILE_you_awesome_bros_by_kaori_rakii-d4bs8b5.jpg" width="552" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I don't own the picture. To see the original &lt;a href="http://kaori-rakii.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4bs8b5"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. All I did was make this incredibly cute person smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..these few days have been very birthday themed, ne? ^ ^;; ..haha Idk nothing else exciting happening in my life right now :3. . . well there are some things that are going on...but I shall save those stories for later &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. Haha and don't worry, next post tomorrow will be about New Year's and not birthdays xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-1735061503495051029?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/1735061503495051029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1735061503495051029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1735061503495051029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-d.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY~! :D'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAQKyJ05TE/Tv947wtsTpI/AAAAAAAAA8E/gEjnR6R3rtc/s72-c/SMILE_you_awesome_bros_by_kaori_rakii-d4bs8b5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5649559912509793683</id><published>2011-12-30T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:56:36.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sour gummy worms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain is too tired to write labels xP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my birthday'/><title type='text'>OMG MY BIRTHDAY! o.O sAy WhAt?!</title><content type='html'>I've been soooo~ busy (not really) worrying about Ai-chan and Choco-chan's birthday, that I totally forgot about mine :P. I remember Banana-kun reminded me like a few weeks ago~, but I guess I forgot again xDD.&lt;br /&gt;My birthdays are so unimportant, that it tends to be misplaced in my to-do list~. Some people get excited about my birthday like a month before or so~, and talk about it a bit. However, when the actual day comes, everyone forgets~ :3. Which is good. No need to celebrate lil' old meh becoming a year closer to death XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little no one loved meh~, so my birthdays turned out very badly.&lt;br /&gt;My birthdays would turn out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJsnbGWJl8A/Tv5LkQu-c-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/TkOV2rF_vWs/s1600/green853106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJsnbGWJl8A/Tv5LkQu-c-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/TkOV2rF_vWs/s400/green853106.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus out the whole table flipping thing~. Honestly, I felt like doing that sometimes though xD. My birthday is commonly forgotten when the actual thing comes up. I'm not sure why....&amp;gt;___&amp;gt;. Maybe because it's like almost right after winter vacation, and everyone's still in vacation mode, so they forget? Or maybe people didn't like meh? Or maybe they were busy~? Idk~. But for the reason that my parties always failed, I stopped having birthdays since I was about ...idk 8 years old :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I celebrate my birthday like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFtzFKYEVB4/Tv5Llf2AfVI/AAAAAAAAA74/ruLT5C28zAU/s1600/green888977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFtzFKYEVB4/Tv5Llf2AfVI/AAAAAAAAA74/ruLT5C28zAU/s320/green888977.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Minus the food~. I'm not allowed to eat in my room TT^TT. Which sometimes sucks because eating time sometimes gets in the way of computer time xD.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, my family will eat cake :3 but that's about it. I don't get gifts xDD lol. My dad buys meh stuff, and is all like "Okay, this is you early birthday gift." and I'm like "Oka&lt;i&gt;y &lt;/i&gt;:'D" but as I agree I'm thinking "&lt;i&gt;damn, but I wanted that cute new bag too. &lt;/i&gt;:T."&lt;br /&gt;NOW HOLD ON A SECOND! I know some of you out there might be thinking "Awww, poor Emiko." (*cough cough* Gleek-kun!) Don't~ feel that way :3. I enjoy my peaceful birthdays. Big ass parties are hard to clean up. Now, even though I didn't have big ass parties for my birthday (cuz no one would show up T^T), I did go to other people's parties. I was the kid who'd stay behind and help clean up afterwards. Even though, the person didn't bother even coming to mine xP. So I know about how much trouble parties cause :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyways~ I was reminded that my unimportant birthday was coming up in about ..2 weeks? (lol too lazy to do the math xD). My brother was the one who reminded me (cuz he cares TTwTT). He was like "Daddy, what are we gonna get Emiko for her birthday :D?" my dad was like "Oh yea! It's Emiko's birthday soon." My dad forgot too. sigh. lol xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I started thinking...what &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want for my birthday? o.O I forgot about it, so I never thought about it. lol so I came up with a list :D. I want lots of things (even though I don't deserve them w/ meh worthless existence :P). I feel like tellin' you people my list :D just because I want to and I can. No one here to stop meh xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luka-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want three drawings of my choice from the drawer where you keep most of your drawings.&lt;br /&gt;hee hee x3 I got a look at the drawings in there, and they're EPIC &amp;lt;3 (lol I locked her out of her own room, in order to steal a look xD). so you should give meh some for meh birthday. pwease? :'3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nyu-san&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want at least one of your rare drawing of female(s). I wanna at least &lt;i&gt;look&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;at them. I'm curious as to how well you can draw females x3. or you can give meh a picture of you in a dress &amp;gt;:D. Come on, make meh happy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rin-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hmm...I want ear plugs! so I don't have to hear your crazy perverted remarks all the time XD&amp;nbsp;LOL jk...ish. xDD. but seriously, I want.... LOL XD I'm not sure what you can give meh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should give meh audio clip of you singing (cuz I like your voice :D). LOL XD but sing real songs, and not "Happy and you Know it." xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banana-kun &lt;/b&gt;webcam. webcam. webcam! xDD or a picture of you sleeping :3 (LOL XD this may sound creepy to those who don't understand~). or an audio clip (preferably of you reading your answer for number 8 on the third&amp;nbsp;interrogation&amp;nbsp;time interview x3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want ...lol..I'm not sure. Haha I KNOW WHAT I WANT!! :D NOBUTA POWER CHUNYUU!! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_F7zYlGi_Tc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_F7zYlGi_Tc&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;skip to part 1:30. I want you to copy the girl doing the "Nobuta power chunyuu" thing :D :D :D !! Idk why, but I want you to do that! You can either give it to meh in video form (that'd be the best!) or just show meh in person x3. That'd be so kawii~ &amp;gt;w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gleek-kun&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want you to give meh a coupon (or two or three or four) for you to not sing for a whole day. Yesh, I want a coupon for that. I'd be the happiest person on earth if I get that from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessa-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;....O_____O Idk what I want from you. LOL You should just get meh sour gummy worms :D :D !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pari-chan &lt;/b&gt;.....hmm....LOL XD You should write me up a whole long ass email. Yesh! I want a long email from you. It can be about anything(but it has to be exciting/entertaining!). I wanna see you try to write something super long x3. hee hee. this'll be torture for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choco-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;DONT GET ME ANYTHING! DONT YOU DARE GET ME ANYTHING!! I already owe you sooooo much. So you have no need to give me a birthday gift :3. Your smile is good enough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ai-chan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;O__O; Idk what you can get me. LOL ALL I WANT IS TO SEE YOU SMILE!!! THAT'D BE THE BEST GIFT! BUT IT HAS TO BE A REAL SMILE!! A REALLY REAL SMILE! Idc what causes you to smile, I just want a picture of you smiling a real true and beautiful smile. That'd make me the happiest woman alive :')&lt;br /&gt;...well that's all the people I know...or at least I think so...idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE SHOULD ALSO GET ME SOME SOUR GUMMY WORMS!!! THAT WOULD MAKE ME SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY~~!! cuz you all know how much I love sour gummy worms x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my readers out there, no I will not tell you my address so you can send me sour gummy worms. I'm not that desperate for meh fav. candy xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Readers&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I WANT YOU TO SHARE MY BLOG WITH EVERYONE YOU KNOW &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;haha just blast an email with the link to everyone in your contacts list xDDD. LOL. start a chain letter or something. XD.&lt;br /&gt;haha just kidding~ (or not x3). You people should just comment "happy birthday" on my blog. That's enough to make me happy :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har har har that is if you people can remember my birthday x3. This shall be the last post about meh birthday until the day after my birthday~. I'ma tell you people what happened on my birthday the day after because I'll probably be too lazy to write anything on the actual day xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotat go now~. So this is the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes ^w^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5649559912509793683?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5649559912509793683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/omg-my-birthday-oo-say-what.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5649559912509793683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5649559912509793683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/omg-my-birthday-oo-say-what.html' title='OMG MY BIRTHDAY! o.O sAy WhAt?!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJsnbGWJl8A/Tv5LkQu-c-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/TkOV2rF_vWs/s72-c/green853106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5002457986495534819</id><published>2011-12-30T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:37:16.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ai suigetsu'/><title type='text'>I Can't Believe I Ramble About Birthday Gifts....xD</title><content type='html'>I sent Ai-chan a letter as her birthday present this year!. . . but it came earlier than planned ^ ^;;. Like two days earlier :P. Oh well, she said she enjoyed it anyways :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a three page long letter xD but only because I hand-wrote it. If I typed it up, it'd probably only be about a page and a half(?) maybe two pages. Idk~. It was an interesting letter I guess, so it' must have been fun to read despite its length ^____^.&lt;br /&gt;Haha xDD the letter I sent her must have been kinda weird to read though. If she didn't know me any better, she'd probably think I was lesbian ^ ^;. In the letter I talked about rain :D and smiling :D and eating cake! :D.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I think the letter sounded kinda sad, yet happy. LOL so it's a very confusing letter. If I had this letter saved somewhere, I would show it to you guys. However, I hand-wrote it, and I can't remember the exact content of it xD. And I included an inside joke kind of thing (but it wasn't really a joke...xD i just don't know another term for it) so even if I did tell you the exact contents of the letter, you might not understand it fully...&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! I found my rough draft in my notebook! ..hmm but now that I think about it, this letter is personal. XD okay I won't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~ I am terribly poor, so I couldn't buy her anything special for her birthday. Thus, I did the next best thing! :D I made her origami!! LOL XD everyone who knows meh in real life, knows that I'm &lt;strike&gt;cheap&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;*cough* I mean poor, so I always make some kind of origami thingamabob. You'd think after doing this for so long (about two years? :P), I'd become really good, ne? And I have. But I can't even make a simple origami crane TT^TT. I was going to try and make a thousand of those for good luck. B-but for some reason they never come out right for me D': cranes don't like meh...&lt;br /&gt;Haha but for Ai-chan birthday, I made an origami picture frame with this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7cDV0Jr7zk/Tv3LEMkke2I/AAAAAAAAA7k/O2sDPPZIwos/s1600/Hug_Hug_by_blossomppg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7cDV0Jr7zk/Tv3LEMkke2I/AAAAAAAAA7k/O2sDPPZIwos/s200/Hug_Hug_by_blossomppg.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That had a little label on it that said, "I love you!" :D which I meant in a friendly way xD for those of you who are doubting my straightness :P. I also included a very pretty card, that had a poem written by yours truly x3. It was a rhyming poem! :D I have very bad vocabulary, so I was very amazed that I could write a rhyming poem.&lt;br /&gt;Haha I hope she liked it despite it's overall corny-ness. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Choco-chan a gift too :D because her birthday is the day after Ai-chan's ^___^.&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee x3 I have a plan for that. I think she reads my blog, so I cannot say at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I shall tell you afterwrds x3. muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5002457986495534819?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5002457986495534819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-believe-i-ramble-about-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5002457986495534819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5002457986495534819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-cant-believe-i-ramble-about-birthday.html' title='I Can&apos;t Believe I Ramble About Birthday Gifts....xD'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7cDV0Jr7zk/Tv3LEMkke2I/AAAAAAAAA7k/O2sDPPZIwos/s72-c/Hug_Hug_by_blossomppg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-1931303489746906361</id><published>2011-12-28T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:39:39.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting proper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too dense to figure things out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dense definition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beating around the bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ai suigetsu'/><title type='text'>I Felt the Need to Blog :3</title><content type='html'>Hmm~ I feel the need to post something today~. Not sure why, but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, despite having this odd desire to post, I have nothing to talk about xD because my days have been super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently though, I'm trying to act very very good and proper :)&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because my sweet Ai-chan will be coming to visit on Friday !! :D&lt;br /&gt;But my dad has been very upset with me lately &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;. Mostly because of the whole computer thing.&lt;br /&gt;So I have been trying to make it seem like this computer problem of mine went away.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope I can catch my dad in a good mood by Friday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! On Saturday it's going to be Ai-chan's birthday too!&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Ai-chan lives far away from me D: (well not that far... xD).&lt;br /&gt;So I have done something special for her ^__________^ hee hee~.&lt;br /&gt;But since Ai-chan reads my blog, I can't go into details. Which sucks for you people~. LOL but when she gets my gift, I'll tell you about it :)&lt;br /&gt;haha my gift is very ..weird though xD.&amp;nbsp;It's like sad...and yet happy at the same time :P. But it's made with love and care :D. It's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..quite a few people have been beating around the bush or hinting something at me.&lt;br /&gt;But I honestly swear that I have no idea what these people are getting at TT^TT. I'm a poor dense fool~.&lt;br /&gt;I'm much better with direct phrases :) anything else confuses the crap out of me OTL.&lt;br /&gt;And when I ask, they usually say "never mind" or "figure it out."&lt;br /&gt;TT___TT damn my dense personality. Sigh. I wish I was smart enough to understand :T&lt;br /&gt;But books cannot help you with these things D: so nerding isn't going to help. Thus, I'm just going to have to wait, and play things out until I find an answer. Which really sucks, since I'm a very impatient person :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm very surprised about how many people don't know what the word "dense" means, so I'll tell you people now~ because I use this word a lot sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dense&lt;/b&gt; = &lt;i&gt;slow to understand something&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;oblivious to what's supposedly obvious&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^or at least that's how I use the word (didn't look it up on google xD so this is purely in my own words :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well~ I gotta work on meh homework (homework during winter vacay sucks Dx), and do some goody-goody stuff, so it doesn't seem like I'm on the computer too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog to ya laters~ ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-1931303489746906361?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/1931303489746906361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-felt-need-to-blog-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1931303489746906361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/1931303489746906361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-felt-need-to-blog-3.html' title='I Felt the Need to Blog :3'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6549565671060352645</id><published>2011-12-26T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T13:10:19.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bummer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arguing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t give a damn anymore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless to reason with my dad'/><title type='text'>Arguing With My Dad Sucks</title><content type='html'>LOL OHMIGOSH IM SO SORRY !!! I DIDNT POST A CHRISTMAS POST DX.&lt;br /&gt;BLAME MY DAD THOUGH!!! He was so mad at me TT^TT. Supposedly I'm on the computer too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was all pissed off, and was like "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU DO ON THE COMPUTER ALL DAY!??!"&lt;br /&gt;Oviously I told him the truth. "I WAS WORKING ON MY DAMN SPANISH PROJECT!!"&lt;br /&gt;He didn't believe me TT^TT. "YOU WERE WORKING ON IT THE &lt;i&gt;WHOLE&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;DAY!?"&lt;br /&gt;"YES I WAS!! I HAVE PROOF TOO! GO LOOK. ALL MY WORK IS THERE." we were literally shouting at each other.&lt;br /&gt;"I DON'T HAVE TO LOOK. I KNOW YOU COULDN'T HAVE BEEN DOING THAT ALL DAY!"&lt;br /&gt;"OF COURSE IT WASN'T THE WHOLE DAY. THE OTHER HALF I WAS TAKING A NAP, STUPID!"&lt;br /&gt;"STILL! WHAT ABOUT ALL THE OTHER DAYS?! I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW YOU CAN BE ON FOR SO LONG!"&lt;br /&gt;in my head i was thinking, what the helll?! You're on it all day too (we have our own computers). So what do you mean you don't know how someone can be on all day?! But what I said to him was, "I'VE TOLD YOU THIS BEFORE! You know I blog, do my homework, check my emails, and stuff. What the hell do you think I do?!"&lt;br /&gt;"I DONT KNOW! BUT ITS NOT NORMAL FOR YOU TO BE ON FOR SO LONG!"&lt;br /&gt;at this point I just got pissed off, and stopped replying to him. I just kept nodding my head, and saying "Okay." to whatever he was telling me. Sometimes reasoning with my dad is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT my dad and I hardly ever fight, so it was sad. On Christmas day too Dx what a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly was working on my stupid Spanish project the whole day though (talked to Banana-kun a bit, but that's not the point xD). I have to create a stupid Spanish menu written all in Spanish. My group members (*cough cough* you know who you are.) didn't really help too much ^ ^;;. I mean, I did ask them to help collect information on the food, and they did. But it wasn't much help. Why? Oh well because what they gave me was a link to a website. That's great help right? They did their work right? Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;What they were supposed to do was give me the exact name and link to the food. But no. I had to search for every damn thing myself. Then after finding all the crap, I had to translate the things into Spanish too, and translate the descriptions for it and all that. Sigh~ what a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;So basically what I did that took me all day was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-find a picture for the menu cover and back cover (which took me forever)&lt;br /&gt;-find the different foods I needed for the menu&lt;br /&gt;-write descriptions for each food&lt;br /&gt;-translate everything into spanish.&lt;br /&gt;-design the damn menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear that's what I did all day. It doesn't sound like much, but that's what I was busy doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annoying part about this project is that my friends were supposed to help. When I stated this to them they were like "I did help! What the hell is it that you're doing?! Why don't you do anything?!" -________-" sigh. what a pain in the ass they can be sometimes. But whatever. I did the work already, so I don't really give a damn anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, fights with my dad doesn't last very long. My dad just yells his thoughts off, and I just nod my head. The next day, he's calmed down, and tries to reason with me again in a more proper manner :T.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, he had to use my computer, and he saw my Spanish project. He was like "....so you were working on it...."&lt;br /&gt;And I was like "Yeah! I told you so. I did all this and that yesterday. It took me so long because I had to translate every damn thing into Spanish, and had to research for all the food and whatnot. I mean what the hell do you think I was doing?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the look on my dad's face, I could tell that he felt stupid and bad for yelling at me.&lt;br /&gt;So of course he did what he always does, he pretended like nothing happened and laughed. My dad is annoying like that. Never apologizes. It kind of annoys me, but that's just how he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ so I might not blog very much this week. Gotta stay off the computer for a few days for my dad to forget about this problem he has with me and my computer :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6549565671060352645?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6549565671060352645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/arguing-with-my-dad-sucks.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6549565671060352645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6549565671060352645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/arguing-with-my-dad-sucks.html' title='Arguing With My Dad Sucks'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6064509861931275636</id><published>2011-12-23T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T22:49:44.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerd heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='len kagamine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troll face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuroshitsuji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeopardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='origami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sebastian michaelis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hetalia'/><title type='text'>A Great Friday :D Yay!</title><content type='html'>YAY!! IT'S WINTER VACAY TIME! &amp;lt;33&amp;nbsp;I'M SO HAPPY~!! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks at homework planner* damn -___________-.&lt;br /&gt;I got vacay homework TT^TT. My teachers are so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Spanish teacher gave us a damn project. My scary English teacher gave us a journalistic feature article to write.&amp;nbsp;This suck TT^TT.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my social studies and science teachers are nice :D. They don't believe in giving work during vacation. Gosh I love them TTwTT *tears of joy*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*remembers something and instantly becomes sad again* TT^TT But we're supposed to do the work we were supposed to do over winter vacay when I come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, no more talk about stupid homework &amp;gt;_____&amp;lt;".&lt;br /&gt;I HAD AN EPIC LAST DAY (before vacay) OF SCHOOL :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So~ for the Christmas holidays, I made my friends a lil' something special :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKh6iwa-QK4/TvVBcpvlbTI/AAAAAAAAA48/qOXA8xp5jjM/s1600/PICT00cf05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKh6iwa-QK4/TvVBcpvlbTI/AAAAAAAAA48/qOXA8xp5jjM/s320/PICT00cf05.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made them one of those thingies that hold your picture in it. What's it called....oh yea! A picture frame xD. LOL /fails. I made one for seven of my friends. ^ ^;; I have more friends (like Gleek-kun and Jessa-chan), but I didn't have enough time to make them anything Dx. I did this all the night before today. Took me about 4 hours (because I also made cards and stuff~).&lt;br /&gt;In each picture frame, I put a picture that I thought that individual person would like :D. (even though I labeled it, I'ma tell you about each anyways).&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee~ I labeled their names in their fave colors :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LW9eutDCv78/TvVBxxLOMFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TyW4FQIhGFM/s1600/PICT0002de.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LW9eutDCv78/TvVBxxLOMFI/AAAAAAAAA5M/TyW4FQIhGFM/s320/PICT0002de.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luka-chan's is a sexy picture Sebastian Michaelis from Kuroshitsuji x3. He's her new fling at the moment, so I thought she'd like a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;Rin-chan's is a picture of Len Kagamine holding a heart and sticking out his&amp;nbsp;tongue. She thought it looked like Rin. Sigh~ the woman doesn't even know what her boyfriend looks like. How sad xD.&lt;br /&gt;X-chan' is a picture of Sonic. She loves Sonic :D.&lt;br /&gt;Pari-chan's is of a cute kiddy-styled princess drawing (that I printed off the internet). I thought this was good for her because she's very girly. The picture is supposed to give off the meaning that she's a princess. Buutt~ what I didn't tell her was that it is supposed to show that I also think of her as somewhat kiddy (but in a cute way). hee hee x3.&lt;br /&gt;Choco-chan's is a picture of a nerd heart. She's a nerd with a pure and big heart :D (shows she's pure because it's white). Sadly, my printer sucks, so it came out kinda badly ^ ^;; but it's the thought that counts xD. Katrina-chan's is a picture of Canda from hetalia :D. Canda is her anime guy crush ^w^.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE NYU-SAN'S! XD. Hers has a picture of a troll face. LOLOL. She didn't like it xD. She thought it was me saying that she looked like a troll xDDD. But I was mostly referring to her personality. LOL Nyu-san looks nothing like a troll xD.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Here's the instructions that I used to make it. It's very easy, and makes for a cute, thoughtful gift :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNZcJxuBcHI/TvVByopeR0I/AAAAAAAAA5c/JjE8q942ZRM/s1600/sun2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNZcJxuBcHI/TvVByopeR0I/AAAAAAAAA5c/JjE8q942ZRM/s320/sun2.gif" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E25ZD-THo9A/TvVByY__OFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/x0IDzIS5EUo/s1600/sun.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E25ZD-THo9A/TvVByY__OFI/AAAAAAAAA5U/x0IDzIS5EUo/s320/sun.gif" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.origami-club.com/use/sun/index.html"&gt;click here for instructions on how to make origami flower picture frame,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Am2tV6HubEs/TvVB6seBSuI/AAAAAAAAA5k/YyNlBl_jvxc/s1600/PICT0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Am2tV6HubEs/TvVB6seBSuI/AAAAAAAAA5k/YyNlBl_jvxc/s320/PICT0008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ooooh~ also, I got to see the final product of Choco-chan, Nyu-san, Pari-chan, and X-chan's Spanish project restaurant sign :D. Our Spanish project is to create a menu scenario all in Spanish (that includes: menu, sign, name, place, and a short script for a skit). There's is so cool TTwTT. LOL I'm a total idiot though, and forgot to take a picture of my group's sign~. I might take one later when I get it back from the teacher xD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Nyu-san also felt like putting her toll face next to it xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Q8UY3DgVE/TvVCC8kmXII/AAAAAAAAA5s/XLZ_oWX4e0Y/s1600/PICT0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9Q8UY3DgVE/TvVCC8kmXII/AAAAAAAAA5s/XLZ_oWX4e0Y/s320/PICT0016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social studies teacher claims to have created Jeopardy. Supposedly, the nephew(?) of the son who "created" jeopardy, was a student of my teacher. My teacher would play this game to help kids study for his tests and stuff. So the nephew told his uncle(the "creator" of jeopardy), and his uncle&amp;nbsp;copyrighted&amp;nbsp;the idea and made a show out of it. My teacher was so pissed off, and even had a law suit. But since the uncle guy copyrighted it before him, he lost the law suit D': which sucks. Anyways, today he found the original copy of the first jeopardy game :D. It was so cool, that I asked him if I could take a picture xD. It's like a historical artifact~! And I'm posting it on &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog, so it's like I have a picture of something no one else has on their blog :D. Which is just so cool &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;.&amp;nbsp;LOL I'm so lame.&amp;nbsp;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jI-htlv0fUM/TvVBkSk9N-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/Om635Clwrh4/s1600/PICT0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jI-htlv0fUM/TvVBkSk9N-I/AAAAAAAAA5E/Om635Clwrh4/s320/PICT0001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what also made this Friday fantastic? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new&amp;nbsp;monitor. Now &amp;nbsp;I have two monitors! And they're connected x3. So I have a epic computer set up. I'm so happy :D. The large monitor is my first monitor. Smaller one is the new one. Hee hee ^w^ I'm happy. Now I can see twice as much as before &amp;gt;:D. Yay! Haha sorry I'm a total geek xD so I find this stuff cool. Not sure if many people can see the production increase&amp;nbsp;significance&amp;nbsp;of having multiple monitors. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways~ ...I wonder what I'm going to do this Christmas xDD /not sure. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6064509861931275636?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6064509861931275636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/great-friday-d-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6064509861931275636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6064509861931275636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/great-friday-d-yay.html' title='A Great Friday :D Yay!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SKh6iwa-QK4/TvVBcpvlbTI/AAAAAAAAA48/qOXA8xp5jjM/s72-c/PICT00cf05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-8527757891770095877</id><published>2011-12-21T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:02:38.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perverted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interrogation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hetalia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marina ismail'/><title type='text'>Interrogation Time...for Emiko!?! x3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL SO I POSTED UP CHAPTER 3 OF THE INTERROGATION TIME!! YOU SHOULD GO READ IT~~ &amp;lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hahah sooo~ like two months ago xD I had some of my friends come up with questions for me instead of vice versa. Here are the questions and answers below~. The format of it might be weird and unlike the interrogation time questions because I was too lazy to edit and convert them. So~ enjoy (?) xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katrina-chan's Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Would you rather have your vital regions invaded by Prussia or get locked into a closet with France?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;V-vital regions O_______O;; ??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Erm….I think I’d rather get locked in a closet with France. If he gets pervy, I think I can take him on &amp;gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's worse, Yammy or Maria Ismail? (sorry if I got the girl's name wrong, I couldn't remember what it was… if you don't know who I'm talking about, it's that girl from Gundam that Emiko hates ^ ^)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;MARINA ISMAIL !!!! XDD SHE’S DEFINITELY WORSE THAN YAMMY!!! lol &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That woman is trying to steal meh man!! Of course I’d hate her the most :O&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Plus, she’s suuupppperrr stupid~~!! I just don’t like her. Sigh~ I’m so mean xD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(ps. I have actual reasons for not liking her character. Don’t think I dislike her just because she flirts with Setsu-kun. I’m not shallow/crazy like that. xDD)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. World War 3 happens cuz Prussia came back for his revenge. You:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A) Fight against him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;B) Team up with him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;C) Proclaim permanent neutrality&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;D) Kill everyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E) Go live in outer space&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;F- I’ll go slap some sense into Prussia, and say “YO! THIS IS MY COUNTRY! BACK OFF!!” xDD lolol Revenge is stupid~~~!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. What does frying pan&amp;nbsp;+ ax&amp;nbsp;+ knife&amp;nbsp;+&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;AK 47&amp;nbsp;+ pasta&amp;nbsp;+ maple syrup&amp;nbsp;+ hamburger&amp;nbsp;+ scone&amp;nbsp;+ *insert censored object here* equal?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;IT EQUALS TO EPIC MOMENT TIME!!!! XDDDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6. If your real siblings were anime characters, who would they be? (what I mean is pick however many siblings you have, and replace them w/ anime characters; and if you're an only child, do whatever you want)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmmm~~~ this is a tough question xD lol.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Well my sister would be…like Kon from Bleach, but not as cute xDD. She’s super annoying, conceited, and talks too much. LOL xD (I’m so mean to my sister xD)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My little brother, Za., would be like …Keigo Asano from bleach. He’s really hyper, talkative, and weird like that guy xDD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My littlest brother, Ga., would be like ...lol idk xD there’s not many baby characters I know. But maybe like Choiji from Naruto. He eats a lot, and is super jolly and hyper xDD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7. What did France do to Number 5? (I'm talking about Question 5, not Nnoitora)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Haha Questions 5 was scarred for life because France raped it or France scared it away with his weird pervy-ness. xDDD Or maybe they went to go have tea together or skinny dipping xDDD. Lol idk.&amp;nbsp; A date perhaps?? France could do a number of things to cause Question 5 to disappear XD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessa-chan's Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. You found out Nyu’s biggest secret (ex: her crush, weird habit, etc.), and she said she would do anything for you to not tell anyone. What would you ask her to do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOLOL THIS IS AN EASY QUESTION!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD FORCE HER TO WEAR A DRESS!! &amp;gt;:D MUAHAHAHA~~!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Ai ran away from New Jersey, and went to the state you live in. She had came to your house first, what would you do with her?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I WOULD NEVER LET HER LEAVE &amp;gt;:D MUAHAHA~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AI-CHAN IS MINE &amp;gt;:D !!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. If Gleek asked you and your friends to a Glee concert, would you go? Why/why not?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If I get to go for free then sure :D :D *is a total free loader*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Buuuut if he made me pay than no. I’m too cheap to pay for that xDD especially since I’m not a crazy fan like Gleek-kun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. You and Rin are at a hotel, and you see that Rin’s crush and you crush are talking to each other. They spot you two looking at them, and they come up to you guys. (You two are obviously starting to get nervous, and turning light pink.) However, your crush is in love with Rin, and Rin’s crush is in love with you. What do you do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’d punch him :V&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL that’s what I’d want to do at least. If my crush were to like Rin-chan then I’d be kind of frustrated and upset that I’d want to punch him xDD *is apparently violent*.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Haha but since I can’t punch the guy I like then I would hmm….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’d first of all have to reject Rin-chan’s crush because I cannot take another friend’s guy. That’s just not right :\ .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After that there’s not much to do…. I guess I’d have to find a new crush(?) xD LOL IDK! This question is difficult :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. If Emiko and Luka are drunk, and the two have to go home, who do you think is going to drive? (How much each person is drunk is up to you to decide.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’D DRIVE !!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;--- NO OTHER ANSWER!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If a drunk Luka were to drive, WE’D ALL DIE !!!! And I don’t mean just the two of us!!! She’s probably going to drive up sidewalks and crash into buildings and hit trees.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Damn with that woman she’ll probably crash through a building, cause it to combust and fall over, thus, causing it to crash on top of hundreds of people. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL XD PLUS~ SINCE I WAS A CHILD (about 7) I PRMOSIED MYSELF TO NEVER GET DRUNK XDDD&lt;br /&gt;(a lot of people have little faith that I can uphold this promise :V)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So this scenario is invalid :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Choco and Pari are at Katrina’s house, and a lightning bolt hits a tree to block the front door. Unfortunately, that was your only exit. How will you get everyone out of the house without breaking anything or digging up stuff?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Open a window and jump out, DUH xD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL or use meh almighty phone to call the helpful police people :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Or email Nyu-san to come and destroy the retarded tree! xD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Or I could call Setsu-kun to come use Exia to move the tree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Or I could get Grimmjow to cero the damn tree away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;xDDD THERES SO MANY POSSIBILITIES~!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7. On a scale of 1-100 (1 being the least), how good of a friend is Jessa? What do you plan to do for her birthday? (please answer the question for everyone.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL This is an unfair questions :V&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it’s like blunt favoritism being shown in a mathematical way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmmm~ but if I had to decide ….I guess you’d be a 94%&lt;br /&gt;because you're super helpful with homework and school work and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but the 6% you lost was due to that you used to spam me (though you've gotten better), and stuff and yea~.&lt;br /&gt;I got you one of those Russian doll things :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Luka-chan I’d have to honestly say 95%&lt;br /&gt;She's so lost into the anime world that I've lost a lot of her~. But we're still best friends (I think..depends on her), so this number will vary depending on my mood xD.&lt;br /&gt;I giver her my love for my birthday xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Rin-chan I’d have to rate her as ..hm..95% (?)&lt;br /&gt;The 5% she lost was because she doesn't hang out with me that much anymore D:&lt;br /&gt;Always with Luka-chan~ :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Idk what I plan for her birthday. Probably something to do with purple or Len.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Gleek-kun…he’d have to be…idk..xD I’ve only known for a year. But he’s probably in the 85~90% area :3&lt;br /&gt;He’s not a perfect 100% though because he has also started spamming me and for some reason he has the annoying habit of pointing his finger (or object in general) close to my face.&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll do something glee related(?). But he said he didn't want anything~. So I gave him the privlege to breathe the same air as me :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Katrina-chan she’s perhaps…98% (?)&lt;br /&gt;She’s only like 2% away because she doesn’t spam me that often …well not with annoying or boring messages at least xD. And if I don’t reply to her spam, she doesn’t bug me about it for days. She just moves on. I like that :D.&lt;br /&gt;O.O I’m not even sure when her birthday is…LOL But I would so totally try my hardest to get her some super epic Hetalia related item :D :D :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Choco-chan I’d give her 100% :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;She helps me with anything I ask about. And she’s super nice and doesn’t insult/smack me or tell me to shut up :D :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Pari-chan I’d also give her a 99.99999…% &lt;br /&gt;Not 100% because we don't talk &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;often, so I don't have a complete reason. But she's pretty damn close to a 100!!&lt;br /&gt;I love her for putting up with all the random crap I tell her. I also bug her with long ass emails, but she reads them anyways :D. And she never spams me xDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For Banana-kun (does he count in your question or is it only in my opinion? :3) I'd give him 100% :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;reasons shall be known to me only :3 cuz I feel like being mean at the moment xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pari-chan's Questions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1) if u can kill one of ur friends who would it be? y??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmmm....LOL XD IDK! Killing is mean ^ ^;;...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If I mention a name, they'd be upset. I don't want frowny faces :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) if i liked the person u liked, what would u do to me? (telll me the truth!!!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL XD I'll totally kick your ass.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Haha It's the best woman wins &amp;gt;:D And I'll try my best to beat you, woman~!&lt;br /&gt;So don't think I'll go easy on ya just because your meh friend xDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But if he ended up picking you, I can see why he would. I mean you're super pretty, cool, funny, and just plain epic &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;If you make him happy. And he makes you happy. Then I'll be happy :D :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So if you beat me, you beat me. There's nothing I can do about it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But if you were to beat me unfairly than I'll kill ya ;D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3) what is the first thing that comes to mind when i say MONKIES?? what about BANNANAS???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First thought that comes to mind when you say "MONKIES" is that you spelled monkeys wrong xDDD LOLOL&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;First thought that comes to mind when you say "BANANAS" is Banana-kun :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And then second thought would be about how my aunt doesn't like Bananas because of their "texture." Third thought would be about how bananas can make people think super pervertedly xD. Fourth thought would be the actual fruit. xDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;haha xD I answered a lot for this question. Do I get bonus points?? :D :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) when u think pervy, what is the first color that comes to mind? y?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hmm...red....or white....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;^ ^;; I would explain why....but I'll be seen as gross xDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) if u were to pick a culture... what would u pick???? (tiwanies...lolz xD)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;...I ...am...Taiwanese....already ....o.o&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;lol you spelled Taiwanese wrong. xDD you need to work on spelling. lolol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anyways, back to your question. I like being Taiwanese :D :D It sounds cool, and the culture is cool, and it's just awesome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Being part Vietnames would be cool too! LOL Because Rey-kun (from youtube (Rey Hayabusa)) is Vietnamese. xDD&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL BUT WAIT! I am already part Vietnamese.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HAHA xDD So I am happy with my culture/race/ethnicity~~~ &amp;lt;333&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) wat do u think of ur self?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I THINK OF MYSELF AS A GOD~~!! :D :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You should know that already x3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOLOL~~~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br clear="all" style="mso-special-character: line-break; page-break-before: always;" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choco-chan's Questions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. What do you do during your free time (i'm honestly curious, especially after what u told me in science&lt;br /&gt;:( )?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL I don’t really know how to explain what I do during my free time. xDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Umm…hmm…I guess in my free time I play on DCW and talk to Banana-kun. Sometimes I go onto my blog to write an entry. Other times I go surfing around on deviant art. I also reply to the mass amount of emails that seem to pile up in my inbox xD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha xD I should do something productive like read a book or study. . . buuuut~ I’m too lazy for that. Lolol I’m such a terrible nerd xD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;2. Do you enjoy being pervy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yesh~! :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It makes life funnier to live xDD. Gives you a whole new prospective of things~.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Haha but I am not trying to convince people to become pervy. It’s just my way of life :3.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you do somehow end up becoming perverted minded, I would suggest to go for the fun perv instead of the creepy perv xD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. How would you react if you woke up to be a really hideous guy, say afatsum? [hehe] &amp;nbsp;{NOTE: name was disguised for identity reasons :3}&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOLOL XDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I WOULD DIE~! &lt;!--3&lt;o:p--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To look like that guy would probably be my worst night mare :3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lolol~ I’m so mean xDD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4. What would you do if all the alarm clocks in the world ended up in your house and started ringing? [?????]&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I would take a hammer and smash them all~.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE ALARM CLOCKS DIE~!!! XD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. How's Life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It’s super awesome~~~!!! :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Filled with lots of smiles and retarded moments &amp;lt;333&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6. What color do you like the least? Why?&lt;br /&gt;I actually like all the colors~ some more than others, but I don’t dislike any of them. But if I had to pick one it’d be "Marina Ismail purple" or "Yammy Brown"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;xDDD LOL let me explain!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Marina Ismail purple" is the shade of purple in which Marina’s outfit is mostly made up of. I’m terrible at explaining colors, so just go look up Marina Ismail on google. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Yammy brown" is the disgustingly revolting shade of his skin. xDDD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOL So the shade of brown that relates to Yammy is gross because Yammy is gross :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-8527757891770095877?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/8527757891770095877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/interrogation-timefor-emiko-x3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8527757891770095877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/8527757891770095877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/interrogation-timefor-emiko-x3.html' title='Interrogation Time...for Emiko!?! x3'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5074657679941356817</id><published>2011-12-20T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T18:07:37.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicidal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death is not the answer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t know how to help my friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is tough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose in life'/><title type='text'>Living is the Most Difficult Task You'll Probably Ever Know</title><content type='html'>I care about all my friends very much no matter how close I am to them or not. I show them that too (which is why I probably seem like a lesbian often :3). I worry about a lot things, but one thing I always worry about is my friends. I don't want anything bad to ever happen to them. I swear, I'll kill anyone who ever did something wrong to my friend. I also try to help them through tough times if I can too.&lt;br /&gt;Except, I've finally reached that point where I don't know how to help a friend. This is my first time, and of course with my luck, I'm faced with two friends that I can't help at the same time. But today, I'm just going to talk about one of them.&lt;br /&gt;She's going through a type of depression, and states thoughts about death often. "It would be better if I were to just die." or "All my troubles would be gone if I were to just vanish." &amp;lt;-She's been having those kinds of thoughts. To be honest, I had went through that time in my life where I just wanted to die. I imagined what'd be the best possible way to kill myself. I thought about just grabbing that kitchen knife and shoving it slowly into my gut. However, over time and after certain events, I was able to move on. I convinced myself there has to be some point to life or else I wouldn't be here. I was young when I had such tainted thoughts though, so such simple ideas like fulling an imaginary purpose in life was able to convince me to keep living. For my friend though, she is faced with certain problems that can't be solved so easily (or at least I don't think so). A lot has&amp;nbsp;accumulated&amp;nbsp;on her shoulders, and she can't find a way to life the weight. I want to help her. I want to give her a helping hand in lifting the weight. But despite me having felt the same way once, I don't understand her enough. I don't know the full story to her problems. I have only a few pieces of the puzzle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I really really want to understand how she feels, and help her overcome this point in her life.&amp;nbsp;I don't want her to feel alone like I once had... but she won't let me help. I won't force her though. In this kind of thing, a person needs to want to overcome this themselves. They can't have someone telling them how to feel or what to do. She has to find her way and reason to live. One cannot help another find their purpose in life. It is one of those things a person must do on their own. If it's not decided by them then it cannot be truly believed by them; thus, making it all pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose for life/reason for living: to make others happy &lt;strike&gt;and be rich.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true~. When I got over my depression, I realized how bad it felt to be sad, so I chose to never be sad ever again and to make sure that no else would feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...I haven't been able to accomplish my purpose ^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get sad every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I still can't make people happy...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not rich yet either...&lt;br /&gt;D: gosh I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ which, I guess, is why I continue to live~ because if I can accomplish my purpose in life then I'd have to find another purpose. The first time took me so long, imagine how long it'll take me to think of the next one x___x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my chosen purpose is kinda stupid~, but it works for me, despite being so simple. But sometimes simple is good. Elaborate things/ideas isn't really necessary :3.&lt;br /&gt;I hope...that my friend will soon come to realize that no matter how hard life can be, it is most definitely worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The littlest things can make me happy...because I &lt;i&gt;choose &lt;/i&gt;to let myself be happy because of them.&lt;br /&gt;It's possible for anyone to be happy, as long as they let themselves be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end!" :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@friend: don't die on me. i need you. you may not believe me, but i seriously need you. please don't vanish from this world early... stay with me 'till the very end. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5074657679941356817?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5074657679941356817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-is-most-difficult-task-youll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5074657679941356817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5074657679941356817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/living-is-most-difficult-task-youll.html' title='Living is the Most Difficult Task You&apos;ll Probably Ever Know'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-4406952565797336550</id><published>2011-12-18T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T10:46:02.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little sister'/><title type='text'>I Totally Forgot</title><content type='html'>LOL I forgot to tell you people something~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lil' sis' has a deviantart account~. :) She wanted me to share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yukina-imouto's dA =&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://yukinakuran.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://yukinakuran.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should click the link, and go check out her stuff just to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL I feel as though I owe her this much for advertising my blog xD (i didn't ask her to :3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is learning how to use photoshop. So far she's only re-coloring things~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so go make my sister happy and give her some profile views~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's quite obsessed with her dA, and checks her stats everyday. It's quite cute :3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-4406952565797336550?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/4406952565797336550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-totally-forgot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4406952565797336550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/4406952565797336550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-totally-forgot.html' title='I Totally Forgot'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-9047184355930843291</id><published>2011-12-17T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T18:16:07.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m gonna beat her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercising'/><title type='text'>Exercising to the Extreme...ish</title><content type='html'>I have a Spanish project to do, and I'm working in a group. Luka, Rin, and Katrina are all in my group.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I exercised because of this project :P.&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to Katrina's house to go get the poster board material. She lives about...8~10-ish blocks away from my house. I got lost along the way though, so I ended up walking about 15 blocks. I got the poster board, and I had to end up walking 10 blocks back to my house without rest D: it was terrible.&amp;nbsp;My feet were dying xP.&lt;br /&gt;Then an hour later, I went to Rin's house to go get more poster board material and markers. She lives about a block away, so it wasn't that bad :).&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I went to Luka's house. Luckily, my dad was nice enough to drive me there :) ...but he did make me walk back &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah so there you are probably thinking, "That's it? That's exercising to the extreme?"&lt;br /&gt;But of course not~~. I did a whole load more than just walking back and forth xD.&amp;nbsp;Since me and Luka are both idiots, we started running in a circle in her small-ish room while listening to some sexy music xDD. We did for about ...10 minutes before we stopped realizing that it's just plain stupid xDDD. LOL So we went&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;outside&lt;/i&gt; her apartment building and start running around it. But people were staring xD and it go awkward. We made one lap, and then ended up just running up and down the stairs of her building. LOLOL IT WAS SO TIRING AND OUR THIGHS WERE DYING &lt;!--///3. But supposedly it helps curve your butt or something xDD. So we kept chanting "No pain, no gain!!" We were quite determined :). She has 7 floors in her building, we ran up and down it about 4 times :3. I was seriously about die. It was just terrible xD.&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh~~ and I did something rebellious today :D :D. My first time too! We went to the very top of her building, and onto the roof. Haha xDD before we went up, we saw a sign on the door saying "No one is allowed to go on the roof." But we went anyways :P. Haha I bet tons of people have done this, and she has a couple of times. But it was my frist because I'm a totally goody goody who doesn't do that kind of stuff. It was so scary~~. It was so cold too xD. The view was pretty though :).]&lt;br /&gt;ROFL AND HER SISTER IS SO FUNNY/ADORABLE XDDD. Luka is a terrible influence, and has taught her sister curses due to yelling at her so much. So her sis kept shouting "EMIKO YOU DOUCHE BAG!!" and I was like "LOL OKAY THANK YOU &amp;lt;33" or "EMIKO YOU'RE A FAG." and I was like "-___- you taught your sister the word 'fag'?" Luka just replied "Hahaha xDD Okay good, I'm not the only she calls that."&lt;br /&gt;Haha but her sister was cutely mis-using the words and stuff :) it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;And Luka was going on about how Sebastian has "candy in his pants." It was GROSS xDDD. But I couldn't stop laughing. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And more the exercising subject. Me and Luka are going to be dieting/exercising to the extreme because we want to loose at least 12 lbs before the month of June. So that's like 2 lbs per month. Whoever, loses has to gets the penalty. x3&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna kick her ass in this competition. I'ma aim for 15 lbs :) Just to piss her off. lololol xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT LUKA IS SO MEAN TO ME &lt;!--///3. She walked me out of her house (ya know,&amp;nbsp;courtesy&amp;nbsp;and all that.). Her grandma handed her some kind of bag, and I was like "What is that?" "Garbage," she explains. While walking, we came up with this competition of losing weight and stuff. When we reached the point where we had to separate, Luka handed me the bag. I was like "I don't want your garbage!" "It's not garbage." she says. I look in the bag, and it's a whole crap load of bread. "WTFF!!! This is gonna make me gain 12 lbs not lose!" I started chasing after her. But damn, she was too fast xP. LOL But Ima make my family eat it xDD No way in hell am I gonna lose. The penalty is scary :3. Plus, me and Luka are best best friends, but we are &lt;i--&gt;very competitive.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL SO WISH ME LUCK &amp;lt;33333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-9047184355930843291?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/9047184355930843291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/exercising-to-extremeish.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/9047184355930843291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/9047184355930843291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/exercising-to-extremeish.html' title='Exercising to the Extreme...ish'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5671385794186094273</id><published>2011-12-15T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T16:30:39.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear anonymous'/><title type='text'>The Things I Want to Say...but don't have the courage to say to your face...</title><content type='html'>Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war you're in is all in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. But I'll help you in your fight anyways. I've always got your back even if you don't have mine &amp;lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous (again),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymouses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to reality. I miss you greatly. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;The crazy one &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is so unkind to me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Secret :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the one who said no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to trust you...but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you really tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hope it was someone else and not you :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're kind of intimidating :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^ ^;; /doesn't want to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're so useless -_____-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, do you even care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unseen shadow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL YOU KISS ASS XDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jus lil' ol' meh ^ ^~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXTRAS &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;lt;33 (ones that I just wanna say for fun xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Anonymouses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are my role models &amp;lt;3 whether you think you're worthy or not~.&lt;br /&gt;You're awesome, now accept it &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;You're number one fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.&amp;nbsp;I love you two lots x3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymouses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so loved &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candy cane galore xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Student/Person you see often in the halls xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. lol I wish I could give you something in return, but I unfortunately I don't really have the money to spend xDD /cheapo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyaa~ &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; You're birthday is on Monday!! I gotta get you something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if you don't want anything. I'ma treat you to something nice~ &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're daughter &amp;lt;333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Anonymouses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please. Please(!) Don't get me anything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your beautiful smiles are the greatest gift I could ever receive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll make my birthday the best by just having fun and laughing happily forever &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy friend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pss. TTwTT *crying tears of joy* I'm so happy that you guys care though. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH &amp;lt;3333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you poor poor fool~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5671385794186094273?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5671385794186094273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-i-want-to-saybut-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5671385794186094273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5671385794186094273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-i-want-to-saybut-dont-have.html' title='The Things I Want to Say...but don&apos;t have the courage to say to your face...'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-5146993639975837309</id><published>2011-12-14T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:44:08.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain is too tired to write labels xP'/><title type='text'>My Dad Has His Flaws~</title><content type='html'>I love my dad a lot. I think he's really cool (for an old guy xD), and I wouldn't ask for any other dad. He's always very laid back and reasonable. I can actually call him an idiot or say "Yo dude, hand me some cookies!" while I'm laying on the couch being all lazy. Unlike some parents who would be all like "How dare you!" LOL But if I ask for cookies when I'm being lazy, he'll say "Get them yourself you lazy bum! You got two working feet!" He uses the words "epic" and "fail" and all those slang terms xD. He's not one to say "fiddle sticks!" or "dippidy do dah" LOL idk what people his age said xDD.&lt;br /&gt;Haha he's super "funny" too though. Today~ I called him to pick me up from school, and I was like "Yo~ come take me home." Guess what his response was. "Hola! Como estas?" He likes to annoy me by wasting my time and pretending to be some random Spanish speaking guy...-____-. He's really lame like that xD. "Muy bien :V. Now take me home." "Por que? Sugio ne bleh bleh bleh." &amp;lt;--lol idr what he said xD. Btw, yesh, my dad is an asian dude who knows (some) spanish xD. Sigh~ he's so lame that when I call him, he'll sometimes say "Hello, this is dominos pizza. May I take your order?" "Yesh, I'll like a large 'take me home' with 'get your butt over here now' toppings, please. With a 'will you hurry it up' for dessert." LOL XD So yea~ my dad and I are pretty lame, but close. I enjoy that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he can be a REAL pain in the ass sometimes. He's smart. A total geek. And is somewhat conceited like me xD. He can get so annoying sometimes though because even though he says he doesn't know everything, he sure pretends to talk as if he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was talking to him about my student government things, and he started going off about "Oh, this is so stupid." and "I don't get why you're doing this." or "That is pointless!"&lt;br /&gt;It really annoys me because even though I know he's trying to help, he makes it sound like I'm a total idiot and I fail at what I'm doing. I like knowing what I need to improve and how to do it. But I don't like how he judges everything I do before I even finish what the hell I'm saying. It's like "Shut up, so I can explain why I'm doing this!" If he were to listen to my god damned reasoning than everything would make sense to him. Sigh~ but my dad can be ignorant sometimes :V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ He's all like "No! Listen to me. What you're doing doesn't make sense from a business point of view." and I'm like "That's okay, but what I'm doing is what me and &lt;i&gt;others&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have decided to do whether you think it's stupid or not :V."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but other than that, my dad is pretty cool~ :3&lt;br /&gt;Just needs to learn how to give advice without seeming like a mean critic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-5146993639975837309?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/5146993639975837309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-dad-has-his-flaws.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5146993639975837309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/5146993639975837309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-dad-has-his-flaws.html' title='My Dad Has His Flaws~'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-267933648711413064</id><published>2011-12-13T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:25:47.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hav no life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dusty books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vice principals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='content with life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peaceful life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m a good sales woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy cane sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergic to dust'/><title type='text'>Good Sales Woman? Dusty Books. Weird Friend.</title><content type='html'>I UPDATED MY "About Me" PAGE :D. LOL xD Nothing really interesting, but just wanted to say so just in case you wanted to know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Also! I FOUND OUT I'M A PRETTY GOOD SALES WOMAN :D. haha too bad it's not something I'm thinking of doing for the future. So let meh explain~~.&lt;br /&gt;Meh crappy school is holding a candy cane sale. We basically make people give us a dollar so that we can deliver a candy cane to whomever they want. When I get the order forms for the previous people selling, I see like four names down -___--. But when I go around asking people to buy stuff, I get a lot :D. I filled out a page and a half!! That's like ...*counts* LOL I'm not sure, but it's over 20 people :). Haha so I'm happy~. These funds are going to my grade, so it's super awesome~~ &amp;lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL I basically just shout out "BUY A CANDY CANE!" and I get a bunch of people askin' questions, and then they buy stuff :D. LOL great technique, ne? xD. Hahaha~~ and one of my school's vice principals bought me one :D. LOL BUT I WAS OFFENDED BECAUSE HE DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SPELL MY NAME &lt;!--////3. How mean of him xD.&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH~~ AND IM SEMI-PISSED OFF!! One of my school's other vice principals had me do some dirty work for her &amp;gt;:T. She put me in a dusty old book closet, and had me collect books into a pile. But the hard part was that there were four different types of books, and they were scattered ALL OVER THE PLACE. So I had to look through boxes, and on top of high shelves, and all that. My poor pants are all dusty TT^TT.&lt;br /&gt;The terrible part of my vice principal asking me to do this is that I'm allergic to dust :T. But I didn't tell her that :P. Didn't want to inconvenience her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Gleek-kun keeps picking on me &amp;gt;___&lt;!--! I didn't do anything to him, and he's so mean to me~ xD. LOL Not super mean, just teasing me. I don't know why~. He's been mostly bugging me about the guy I like and Banana-kun &lt;---yesh I just refferred to two DIFFERENT people :P. Gleek-kun wants to know who I like~. And he's like either against me talking to Banana-kun or thinks it's Banana-kun because he's like "Well~! I'm not the one doing "interesting" things with some weird internet guy!" and I'm like "What do you mean by &lt;i--&gt;interesting?? O____O" &amp;nbsp;What the hell is Gleek-kun thinking!? I have no clue. ^ ^;; he's so weird. lol idk what goes on through that boy's mind xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh~ I have homework (like always xP), and there's not much else to blog about xD. LOL three main events in my life today. Hahaha yeaaa I know. If those are the main events than I have no life xDD. Which is fine with me I guess because I'm content with this life. Wished it could be this peaceful forever~ &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-267933648711413064?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/267933648711413064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-sales-woman-dusty-books-weird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/267933648711413064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/267933648711413064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-sales-woman-dusty-books-weird.html' title='Good Sales Woman? Dusty Books. Weird Friend.'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-6356349154171574545</id><published>2011-12-13T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T06:41:26.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird compliments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward compliments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life is weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird people'/><title type='text'>Awkward Compliments</title><content type='html'>LIFE IS WEIRD &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;strike&gt;and full of crap sometime&lt;/strike&gt;s xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL okay, why is life weird? Hmm~ for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE WHEN THINGS ARE NORMAL, LIFE DECIDED TO THROW SOME WEIRDO AT YOU WHO LIKES TO GROPE YOUR BUTT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my lunch period, and I was about to go to a student government meeting. As I was walking by, one of my peers groped my butt Dx.&lt;br /&gt;She was like "*squish squish*"&lt;br /&gt;"KYAAA~~~!!! WTF?!?" I shouted-ish, almost about to drop my tray.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, Emiko~! You got a BUTT!!" she says.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what she meant, I said, "...o__o ...um..I know I have a butt."&lt;br /&gt;"I know. But it's a nice one!" she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept trying to grope me for the rest of the lunch period &amp;gt;3&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;and she kept telling people around us ^ ^;;...and like&amp;nbsp;everyone&amp;nbsp;was checking out my butt.&lt;br /&gt;It was so embarrassing &amp;gt;____&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT^TT *sniffles* I felt so violated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but when I told Banana-kun, he started laughing! LOL I mean it is kinda funny, b-but... I don't like it when my butt is being&amp;nbsp;groped&amp;nbsp;^ ^;;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate who was near by, actually checked out at my butt when the weirdo groper stated I had a nice butt. They're both females. Gosh how awkward. It's like I'm SURROUNDED by yuri, even when I'm not trying xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of awkward compliments. The other day while changing in the gym lockers, one of my other classmates pointed at me, and was like "She has some nice ass curves!!!" And I'm like "O___O;;" I didn't know what to say ^ ^;;. I'm no good at responding to compliments like these. I was about to say thanks, but then her friend dragged me away, saying "She's crazy. Don't worry about her xD." All I could say was, "..o-okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ LIFE IS WEIRD AND FAIL LIKE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY FEET ARE COLD &lt;br /&gt;haha random, but true~~. Winter is terrible like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. Like what the hell am I supposed to say to these people?!? How does one respond to weird compliments like this? I mean..they don't even seem like compliments. They sound like compliments, but I don't feel happy like I should when I get a compliment. I feel like I'm being picked on D:&lt;br /&gt;And I have no clue what to do about this &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. FAIL! I wrote this up yesterday, and totally forgot to post it. Gomen nasi &amp;gt;___&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but at least I'm posting it up now x) so be happy anyways~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-6356349154171574545?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/6356349154171574545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/awkward-compliments.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6356349154171574545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/6356349154171574545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/awkward-compliments.html' title='Awkward Compliments'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-3201128402810186929</id><published>2011-12-12T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:10:53.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty please never works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TT^TT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curiosity killed the cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidential information'/><title type='text'>Stupid Confidential Information</title><content type='html'>Waaaahhh~~~ TT^TT Ai-chan is being mean to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly she has some kind of information that's super yummy, but she won't tell me because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes into Ai-chan impression mode*&lt;br /&gt;it's confidential information =3=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAHH~~~!! Those are becoming my two most hated word combo &amp;gt;___&amp;lt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;MY BRAIN IS&amp;nbsp;GNAWING&amp;nbsp;AWAY AT ME~~ Dx I MUST KNOW~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously the cat right now :P. The cat who got killed (or will be killed) from curiosity~. Sigh, what a deadly thing curiosity can be &amp;gt;__&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOL but supposedly, she'll get killed if she tells me. I'd rather die than let Ai-chan die D: !!! So I'ma have to fight my curiosity for the sake of Ai-chan's existence!!! lol which sounds much cooler than saying, "I'll have to stop bugging Ai-chan with 'pwetty pweases' and whines of all sorts." xDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm~~ my information smuggling techniques are getting so rusty~. I used to be able to get info out of people so well! lol i've grown soft~ xD or my determination level is lower~. lol idk~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~ I want to know the confidential information TT3TT. not fair~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid confidential information &amp;lt;_&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-3201128402810186929?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/3201128402810186929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/stupid-confidential-information.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3201128402810186929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/3201128402810186929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/stupid-confidential-information.html' title='Stupid Confidential Information'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-2601502850449112362</id><published>2011-12-11T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:44:08.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old guy laughing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contagious laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skype laughter chain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird laughs'/><title type='text'>Have a Laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SKYPE LAUGHTER CHAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/p32OC97aNqc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p32OC97aNqc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p32OC97aNqc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMFAO xDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Choco-chan showed me this video when I went over to her house yesterday~~.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop laughing xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL MY FAVORITE PART WAS THAT OLD GUY &amp;lt;33333 that was hilarious. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah well nothing much to blog about today, so I hope you enjoyed the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciasu~~ &amp;lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1146416594502724543-2601502850449112362?l=emikosday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/feeds/2601502850449112362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-laugh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2601502850449112362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1146416594502724543/posts/default/2601502850449112362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emikosday.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-laugh.html' title='Have a Laugh!'/><author><name>Emiko H. Seiei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02101653286581807248</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N1VXEPWMTPA/Tvp2SkimnRI/AAAAAAAAA54/R0Ttk4p9pxY/s220/ID787891.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1146416594502724543.post-9067491974365303631</id><published>2011-12-09T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:13:23.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m so nostalgic today'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think i&apos;ll cry when we part'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i cant stop loving my friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll miss my friends so much'/><title type='text'>Nostalgic~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Hee hee ^ ^~ read please~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Guy: No, this is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Girl: No it's not! Please it's too scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Guy: Then tell me you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;... ... Girl: Fine I love you. Slow down!&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Now give me a BIG hug!&lt;br /&gt;Girl : *hugs him*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Alright, now slow down&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I love you babe&lt;br /&gt;(in the paper the next day:( A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only 1 had survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die. If u love any one this much re-post this and the love of your life will realize they feel the same .... DONT BREAK THIS . Tomorow will be the best day of your life. However, if u don t post this by at least 12:00 tonight, you will have bad luck in your love life 4 the rest of your life Guys Post This As "I would do this for my girl " Girls Post This As "Not all Boys are jerks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;LOL I JUST HAD TO POST THIS!! Too cute and sweet and sad to not share &amp;gt;w&amp;lt;. haha I bet this has been passed around all over the place, and I swear I've heard like ten different versions of this. But I never fail to say "awww TTwTT" each time I hear it xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;I'm not posting it because I have the desperate belief that my love will just have this sudden realization that they love me back xD lol no offense but we all know that's not gonna happen :3. And I'm not reposting because I fear that my love will crash and burn at midnight just because I didn't repost. If such a thing was capable of happening, then they'd totally make chain letters illegal. But I think everyone would be fine with that xDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222;"&gt;Anyways, I'm reposting this simply because it makes me happy xD. I want to believe that there are guys like that out there. And I think I've met one ;P. Hee hee~ anyways, I thought it was cute, and yeaaa. I feel like I'm not making sense again xD. So I'ma shut up about this now ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-famil
