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Friday, September 11th, 2009
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Tuesday, December 16th, 2008
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| Time: | 12:32 pm. |
| Mood: |  curious. |
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I want to know 20 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. You are obviously on my list, so let me know with whom I am friends!
1.Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite place to hang out:
5. Favorite pet/animal:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Favorite food:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
9. What's your philosophy on life?
10. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
11. What is the craziest thing you've ever done?
12. Ever been arrested/ gone to jail?
13. What attracts you to someone first?
14. If you could change anything about the world, would you?
15. If you could change anything about yourself, would you?
16. what is your favorite memory of us (if you don't have one..... say a memory you WANT to make with me!)?
17. What is your favorite thing to do in the world?
18. Where (ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD) would you take me on a date if I asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?
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Thursday, August 7th, 2008
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Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008
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Wednesday, June 25th, 2008
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Reply to this post, and I will list three things I love about you. Maybe more than three. Then repost to your own journal to spread the love.
Yes, I stole this from Lina.
Seriously guys. I just spent hours on a long ass character development survey D: I'd like to answer stuff about real people now too ...
And suddenly so much stuff to do tomorrow ... wtf.
Also:
WAT?
I love it so much...
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Saturday, April 26th, 2008
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I was walking through this old building with a group of people. I vaguely recognized them as being people I knew. One of them was my sister Samantha. This is odd simply due to the fact that I’ve never seen her in the entirety of my existence. All of these people had the same kind of inconsistent shadow faces that have absolutely no features but are unmistakably recognizable for some reason.
I follow these people through long corridors and hallways. We kept passing by these walls. There were no doors. Just glass walls you could see into. Behind each glass wall was a room of some sort. Some of them looked empty. Fluorescent lights cast a green glow on white tile floors. Other rooms looked like bedrooms or living rooms. The living rooms were always bathed in the flashing light of a TV. We could hear canned laughter as we walked past those rooms. But no one was ever sitting on the old rust orange couches. All of these rooms were empty.
We were following some manner of guide. I suppose it was a pair of tour guides, actually. A man and a woman. They both looked fairly identical except for their genders. They were saying things as we passed each room but I honestly wasn’t giving them my attention. I would only catch random words from whatever they were saying.
… lab …
… trying …
… interview …
… waiver …
… bullet proof glass …
… before pregnancy …
… black kettle …
… stitches …
Random things that made no sense to me. We passed by a bedroom that, for whatever reason, seemed immensely familiar to me. Though I can’t say I’d ever seen it before in my life. There was a fairly feminine bed with a pink and yellow comforter. A single stuffed toy sat lonely between the pillows. I couldn’t be entirely sure but I thought it was a white pelican plushy. Odd but cute. It had blank black bead eyes. It sat there staring at us as we walked past. I wanted to stay and stare back at it but we had to keep moving. We had come to one of the last rooms in that hallway.
This room was different from many of the others. It had the green fluorescent glow and the white shiny tile. It had the blank white walls and the empty feel, but it wasn’t empty. There was a stretcher in one corner of the room. White and metallic and plain. There was a small table, like the kind that a dentist keeps next to him during a dental procedure. There were also painful looking sharp instruments set in neat rows of ascending length on top of that table, like the kind that a dentist keeps next to him during a dental procedure … I remember seeing some small scalpels, tiny sharp hooks, little mirrors, and some sort of pair of pliers. Soon the room became even more crowded.
A young girl came into the room. She looked bored and came up to the glass and tapped on it. She tried to talk to us and a few of the people in my group waved at her. She smiled and waved back. But she looked a little nervous and kept darting glances at our tour guides. They were repeatedly telling us not to say anything to her and not to get too very close to the glass. If anyone questioned them they explained that they didn’t want us to get the glass smudged and dirty.
We stood there a few minutes. The girl started pacing around the room, running her hands on things and occasionally clutching her stomach like she had a faint ache. The tour guides stared through the glass, unblinking. A few of the people in the group wandered off. I looked around the hall to try and find something to entertain myself while we waited. (Seemingly for nothing.) I was quickly becoming annoyed until I noticed a little silver plaque near the end of the glass wall. It read “Mermaid Lab.” I thought that was fairly interesting and wondered if they named all of their lab rooms something so random.
The girl had started banging on the glass now. The green light was fading in and out as if it was about to go out completely any second. She was holding onto her stomach tightly and screaming something at us. I felt ill. No one else seemed concerned. They all just stared back. A few of the people were still waving to her. Soon she started pacing. I could tell she was crying. It was then that she lifted her shirt.
I saw her raise up the hem a bit. I think she was trying to see if there was something visibly wrong with her stomach. Along her skin was a large patch of shiny pearlescent scales. I couldn’t hear her scream. I guess the glass walls were sound-proof. But I saw her screaming and staring down at her scale covered stomach. Looking a bit closer I could see that there were parts of her skin near her hips that looked … wrong underneath. Like there were more scales trying to slowly push their way through.
I tried to yell at one of the tour guides to help her but I got a very firm, “SHH!” in response. Looking back through the glass I could see that the girl had perched herself on top of the stretcher now. She was scratching at her stomach and I could see her pushing the scales up against the grain. I could barely make out the bits of shadowed over, vulnerable skin underneath and between them. She was scratching at the scales at first, as if they were just glued there and she could remove them easily. Then she started the frantic clawing against the grain. The scales were, obviously, sharp like fish scales ought to be. Her hands started to get bloody from all the clawing. I could see the scales slicing into her fingers like some sort of fucked up paper cuts. She managed to dishevel them a bit but they seemed firmly planted in her skin and more were emerging. Her stomach was now streaked with smeared bloody fingerprints.
In a frenzy I watched as the girl dashed to the small table. She grabbed the odd pliers and spent a few minutes trying to stop the bleeding from her hands enough to hold them. It didn’t exactly work. She got a hold of a few of the scales in the pliers and ripped violently. Her hands slipped and only partially removed the few scales. This time I could just barely make out a scream. Everyone else was watching in complete silence, they almost seemed bored as they watched this young woman determinedly rip the scales from her stomach and hips out of her skin with the pliers. The skin beneath them was raw and ragged.
It was then that the tour guides finally pressed a small button on one of the walls that I had managed to miss up until this point. Two large men in white scrubs came in and started to slowly drag the crying young woman out of the room. Each one put a hand under one of her arms and dragged her to the door. As they did so she started to claw at the raw red skin on her stomach. She seemed to be laughing at first, triumphant, but that soon died down. She was screaming again and I could see why.
She had clawed through the layer of red flesh and had come to a new layer. There was a white and shiny patch on her stomach now. It looked very much to me like fine, smooth scales you would see on a snake. The young woman kept clawing at the skin, revealing more and more of these strange new scales across her hips as she was dragged out of the room.
Once the door had clicked closed our tour guides turned back to us. One of them asked if we were hungry. The other one told us we were hungry. I followed the group down the last hallway and into a large cafeteria. The last thing I remember hearing was someone saying, “They have miso!”
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If there are any of you that pray or do something similar ...
It'd be really nice if you could do that for a family friend of mine.
She's actually my mother's godmother and she may be stuck in a coma because her diabetes wasn't kept in check.
So if you could do that ... that'd be nice.
Thanks.
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Wednesday, March 12th, 2008
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Alrighty I wrote up a list of movies I think everyone should see. :O These are ones I probably reference from time to time ... And this list should be much longer. :/ But these are the ones I could think of on short notice XD; I might add more to it later. This was just something to keep me occupied. No particular order. Lord only knows why I thought of some when I did. Some of these I would be INSANELY surprised if anyone else had actually seen them XD;; but I know a few of you have seen some of them at least. (Some are pretty popular too :O)
SO! Look it over because these ones are good :< (or so bad that you HAVE to see them at least once)
the ones with the "+" mean you should see the sequels too :O
( the list )
I'll probably feel so bad later for forgetting some. XD; Ah well ...
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Thursday, August 23rd, 2007
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Packing up all my crap. I prolly won't be online much after this. At least for the first week.
So goodbye all you crazy internets. Good luck in school/work/life now that everyone has become busy with fall. O:
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Thursday, August 16th, 2007
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DID YOU HEAR I GOT MY SHIPPING NOTICE?!
ALL CAPS!
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I forgot to post this last night. XD; I'm cool like that.
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Tuesday, August 14th, 2007
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So it's after 8a.m. and I obviously haven't slept tonight. And I also, quite obviously, should really do that.
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But it won't stop me from going to see Stardust. XD; Like ... right nao.
Oh man ... if this works I'll be going to sleep early tanite! Whoo!
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Sunday, August 12th, 2007
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Okay. Way too much stuff happened for me to record it all. I'll just say that lots of time was spent with friends. :3 And it was fun.
Also ... I hate the dentist. And I hate anesthesia ... that doesn't work.
I want my resin. ; __ ; Badly.
Uhm ... uhm ... uhm ... I know I should be writing a lot more. For some reason I just ... reeeeaaally don't feel like it. But I'll just ramble because it's been so long since I did anything here.
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Rambleramblerambleramble.
SIIIIIGH! Today was so weird. I'm still out of it. I finally fell asleep to "How to Kill Your Neighbor's Dog" this morning around 9. But then after having to wake up to go to a birthday party for a cousin I came back ... and watched it again. And then fell asleep AFTER it finished. For maybe an hour. And then ... there was a car ride in which mom and I talked about stuff. Some of it with lasting effects. And now I just feel .... blah.
I think I'll go to sleep again soon if I can manage it. Tomorrow I can poke at Korea.
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Thursday, August 9th, 2007
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six a.m. is a
horrible hour to be
awake in this crap
I simply cannot
wait to be rid of these dumb
sleep deprivations
...
55555
7777777
55555
There. I'm too lazy. I'm fuckin' sleepy. Off to zombie survival land. Good night. DX
Also, resin want.
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I finished it finally.
I cried like a child.
; ___ ;
I really liked it though. I knew what was going to happen but it didn't make me cry any less. (Though some of it was really unexpected ...)
...
Have you guys heard they have counseling support hotlines open for little kids who've read it? I think that's interesting ... Can I call? :
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Luts got my money. I have a long wait to go ... but my first doll is on his way! BW El with custom face-up and (hopefully) BW Nanuri '07 head! Guh! I'm so lucky that the Nanuri looks like Hideki. x __ x; Son and grandson on the way.
Plus Kahlua will be home around the same time. <3 Yay for best buddies!
At the moment I'm totally rediscovering Prodigy. D: I can't believe I forgot about them for so long. "Ta-wisted fiya stata!" :< But I'm also trying to find more Slot (yeah, I listen to them > >) and Vitas caught my attention again ... because ... I mean ... his falsetto. wtf. Il dolce suono in his falsetto sounds so fake ... but I can't stop listening. And the faces he makes when he sings reminds me of the head lesbian chick from LOBELIAAAAAAAA~! But Russian accents make me floaty. So I forgive him.
And ... I don't know where I was going with this anymore. I want my resin. :< Nao!
I have a doctors appointment on Thursday. x __ x; He wants to do things to my heart. This unnerves me.
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Wednesday, June 6th, 2007
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| Time: | 5:11 pm. |
| Mood: |  sofuckincrazed!. | | Music: | jet grind stuff. |
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( where I've been this whole time )
I miss everyone. ; __ ;
I wanna do stuff!
Jin: I need to see you! 'Nuff said. ; __ ; Need!
Lina: I has your b-day present. ... Drive me places! XD;
E: Is it can be fun times? :< We need to get together more often.
D: Be in TX already! I'd be so ronery without you. :< You've been keeping me sane with our brief sad little txt.
Sam: We never saw each other at A-Kon. ; __ ; I still need to see you, waaa. Call me when you have free time soon!
And now I must leave again for an unknown amount of time to do unknown amount of unknown things ... and stuff. And yeah. Refer to my list of current adventures. *sigh*
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| Subject: | ow |
| Time: | 2:58 am. |
| Mood: |  exhausted. | | Music: | japanese disney songs. |
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My wrist hurts from writing so many kanji. > _ <;
But studying went okay today. I think I'll do alright on the exam ... I would really love to make an A. But I can only do my best.
I think by the next time I update this journal I'll be in SA and I'm sure to be very lazy. But this first year at UT went by pretty well ...
*I didn't gain the "Freshman 15" (even though I would have liked to :<)
*I didn't sustain a major injury or become seriously ill (aside from stupid weight issues)
*I didn't make any horribly unforgivable grades (freaking Bs ... )
*I didn't start smoking (as my aunts thought I would)
*I didn't start drinking (as everyone in my family expected - _ -; Why, I'll never know)
*I didn't start experimenting with drugs (which I'm sure would kill me)
*I wasn't robbed (despite what they told us at orientation)
*I wasn't raped (despite what they told us at orientation x __ x; )
So ... I think I'm still my normal prudish paranoid self. Yup. But I kind of like things that way. At least a little bit.
I might try to get some sleep now while I can and study again in the morning before my exam. I'm so thankful to whoever it was that posted the grammar study guide on the JOSHU website. ; __ ; I love you man!
And major thanks go to Amanda, who made our awesome vocabulary sheets. (And who is also allowing me to steal her internets. XD) <3 You rock!
(And D who sent me support through text message! You have no idea how much your little gestures mean to me. ; __ ; Seriously. *loves all over you*)
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Had my first exam finally. Why am I always cursed with late exam dates? Oh wells ... At least I'm certain I kicked ass on it. 6 essays in 1.5 hours! Whoo! It wasn't as bad as I thought. And I knew that freakin' timeline! I knew the hell out of it! HAHAHAHAHA! But I did accidentally pack and send away my giant 14 page glossary. x __ X; So I had to get back online until 3:30a.m. to read through it again. Uuuurg. But I'm glad I did. As I would have gotten some wrong if I hadn't refreshed my memory. (And got my papers back that I felt iffy about. 10/10 and an A! Whoo! She even got the joke to "Two Beats to the Takeshi Taiko"! <3)
Got back and had french toast! OMNOMNOMNOM! And watched a little bit of Saturday morning cartoons. Then youtube'd for ... a long time. x __ x;
And now I need to study oh so badly for my Japanese final. Myer > >; I'm no good at languages lately. But I'll give it my best shot. Need an eeeeyyyyy! :D Ah kin' do it if'n ah studeh hard mhmm.
And have to pack. Some more. How do I have so much junk? x __ x;
PLUS! ..... Being 19 feels no different. XD When will a birthday actually make me feel different for once?!
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