<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:16:40.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>- Huel`ianduien•­Amingli -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6419598208898050530</id><published>2010-07-13T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:05:26.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>zhu ling de dong wo xiao guo de xia meng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDv9IcbrdyI/AAAAAAAAAos/qJSQNAL-axg/s1600/DSCN6228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know what? I think I &lt;i&gt;am &lt;/i&gt;going to study with my friends mom. Even if she's scary. I might need a little intimidation to help me progress spiritually. I mean, my last teacher was a bit too intimidating. She would never joke or anything and took things way too seriously. I don't know, she made me so nervous I overthought everything and ended up confusing myself overall ;&amp;gt; A&amp;gt; but...I mean, that was like 2008. When I'd met Kita and when on that cruise with her. I'm a lot different from when I was 15 ;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; justsayin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ffffff- I do need to study with someone, and she's my friend's mom, so I'll get to spend more time with her and stuff. I think it'll just benefit me a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom &lt;i&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;suggested me to study with another one of my friends...but I don't know, I don't think we'd be good study buddies. Idek D8 I don't think she'd be up to it anyway. asdjfkl; so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ||OTL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Anastasia for the first time in forever. I think the last time I watched it I still lived with my dad, and still had a TV in my room with DirecTV (it got moved down to the living room when I got my computer xD; ). And that was...when I was 11, maybe? Why is this soundtrack so catchy ffffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think it's the best disney movie :c Or atleast one of the best. &lt;br /&gt;Omg but it's way different when you actually understand what's going on. I laughed when I saw the red guards or whoever ;orz and those random girls she dances with are her sisters, and they added in Rasputin falling into ice cold water (which is how he died (after being shot a million times) (and after being poisoned)) Oh but you guys already know all this :') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano~ I think I have about $35+ dollars saved up so far. For...any upcoming thing that requires money o_o; Hopefully It'll be for either A2F or Bishie-con. I don't know. I'm lazy okay. &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/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDv9IcbrdyI/AAAAAAAAAos/qJSQNAL-axg/s1600/DSCN6228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDv9IcbrdyI/AAAAAAAAAos/qJSQNAL-axg/s320/DSCN6228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK BEHIND YOU AMERICAAAA DD8 &lt;strike&gt;russia will eat you. and that pipe hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;oh, and Russia is the only one that can stand up without his stand e3e; France is being troublesome. I had to stab his back with the stick and then force him upright. ATM he's doing fine. Germany and South Italy came with their heads on each other's bodies o___O; I was like "Germany...is holding a tomato....something is wrong here =A=;;" so yeah. I popped their heads off and put them on right. Glad they went back on OTL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah I'm happy. Germany has a head injury (a few scuff marks .3.;) we can say he got that from WWII. BUT BESIDES THAT I'M HAPPY derpppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left North Italy on my mom's bathroom counter so she'll see it in the morning when she's getting ready for work and maybe cheer her up since Tuesdays usually aren't nice to her &amp;gt;A&amp;gt;; so...da that's all I can do to help besides chores and schoolwork xD;;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah this movie just reminded me of harry potter o____O; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6419598208898050530?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6419598208898050530/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6419598208898050530' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6419598208898050530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6419598208898050530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/zhu-ling-de-dong-wo-xiao-guo-de-xia.html' title='zhu ling de dong wo xiao guo de xia meng'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDv9IcbrdyI/AAAAAAAAAos/qJSQNAL-axg/s72-c/DSCN6228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-19928894332194937</id><published>2010-07-11T20:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:42:58.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We can't undo what we have done [so show us now what we've become]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;fdal;jlda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Ayumi Hamasaki - Evolution (Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I have no idea how I did that. I highly doubt all the ice cream and spaghetti had something to do with it. Or the Mountain Dew. Actually when I weighed myself first it said -17 but I was so shocked i had to weigh myself again. Man I should've just walked away so today I could be thinking I really did lose -17 D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;fffffffffff-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might get to see The Birthday Massacre live. CB Fogo be mega happy. I also really wanna see We Are The Fallen, too. They look like they'd be amazing in concert o3o orzzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Also...&lt;b&gt;Commissions are open. &lt;/b&gt;No one will probably see this, but I plan on adding a DA journal with all the details &lt;strike&gt;once i'm brave enough to&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Traditional:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketch (bust) ~ $5&lt;br /&gt;Sketch (full bod.) ~ $10&lt;br /&gt;Inked ~ $15&lt;br /&gt;Inked + Colored ~ $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=A=; et &lt;b&gt;Digital:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketch (bust) ~ $6&lt;br /&gt;Sketch (full bod.) ~ $15&lt;br /&gt;Lineart ~ $20&lt;br /&gt;Lineart + Colored ~ $30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be reasonable. Some times. Also also, you might think 'Okay, digital art is actually a bit easier than traditional, because it has an UNDO button'.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not as practiced in sketching in Photoshop. Also, with photoshop, I'm able to give pictures more vibrant, in depth backgrounds whereas traditionally, my art tools are limited .3.; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i mean hey :D and chibis are $3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//srs face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why does 4chan keep saying i'm banned ._. it says I spammed their boards. xD wtf &lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I didn't excessively spam any of their boards. Or ever even POST on any of their boards. What is this i don't even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet this is a joke =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that when I was five I ate a pebble from the playground during nap time in school. I can't remember if I did it because my friend did it, or if it was because she drew on her tooth with a pencil and I wanted to be as hardcore as her.&lt;strike&gt;what &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;whatev &amp;gt;8U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;you get no loffs&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-19928894332194937?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/19928894332194937/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=19928894332194937' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/19928894332194937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/19928894332194937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-cant-undo-what-we-have-done-so-show.html' title='We can&apos;t undo what we have done [so show us now what we&apos;ve become]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-8896149655235005065</id><published>2010-07-10T03:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T04:38:31.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when you eat i'll be sweet and finally we're through.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I'll follow you softly&lt;br /&gt;When I whisper it gently&lt;br /&gt;You will see I've all your &lt;br /&gt;Troubles on my mind &lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching you closely&lt;br /&gt;Like  a shadow on rose leaf&lt;br /&gt;You will see I've all your &lt;br /&gt;Troubles on  my mind &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bertine Zetlitz - Let Armies Loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come all of the stalkerish songs are the best ones &lt;strike&gt;what&lt;/strike&gt; like, for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, that's going to be my new playlist when I update it next D&amp;lt; All stalkerish songs. Tigerlily, Let armies loose, Super Girl...yesssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, seriously. Have you ever read the lyrics to Super Girl by Super Junior? I haven't read a translation, so I went by the Chinese lyrics. Talk about possessive stalker much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i find all these songs anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just feel like locking myself in a dark room and not coming out for hours. It's like how starving can feel so pleasant, until you remember you're hungry, then it's kind of a nagging voice in the back of your head that you sort of maybe want to listen to, but even if you do there's nothing in there anyway.&lt;br /&gt;except for salads. I make awesome salads. And chicken, there's that too. Except...It's chicken :/ and you have that like every night when you're poor, except when you don't, and more often than not it has over 20 carbs. pffftt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I watched the first two episodes of Kuroshitsuji II yesterday. I was actually pretty impressed. Alois and Claude are pretty well developed, whereas I was thinking "ffff monoshitsuji they pulled &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;out of their a-". I think myself plus everyone else was thinking it would have nothing to do with the previous season, but Ciel and Sebastian are in it =O It...made me really happy to see those two. I have no idea why. I've never even really liked Sebastian all that much, but then it's like &lt;i&gt;SAVIOR! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, everyone calls Ciel a spoiled little moody brat, but I've always thought he was just...well, obviously spoiled :| but generally misunderstood. For a main character, I really like him. &amp;lt;--- has never given Kuroshitsuji characters much thought till now. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just biased. Oh, I liked the new maid, Hanna(h) so far, as well. Someone on the Mangabullet forum for Kuroshitsuji said they're cosplaying as her (so early, right?). Surprised, but then not surprised they have a darker skinned character now. Because, I mean Lao is Chinese, then Sohma is Indian, &lt;strike&gt;Sebastian's a freak,&lt;/strike&gt; Ciel is English...y'know? asdljk; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but the second episode of Kuroshitsuji II made me LOL. It was pretty funny. Oh, but this doesn't mean the first season is safe to watch. &lt;b&gt;DON'T WATCH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;But in the end we all wanna have a &lt;i&gt;d'awwwwwwww &lt;/i&gt;moment when THEY ADMIT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND GET MARRIED AND HAVE BABIES. Yeah, speaking of being scarred for life. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home with the sewing patterns and went lolwut. then i cleaned off the table and moved it out of the middle of my room because I'm going to use it again soon-ish but I also want to move it back out but then not. Yeah. Ponies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-8896149655235005065?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/8896149655235005065/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=8896149655235005065' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8896149655235005065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8896149655235005065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-eat-ill-be-sweet-and-finally.html' title='when you eat i&apos;ll be sweet and finally we&apos;re through.'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6239595443182892963</id><published>2010-07-09T02:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:04:32.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yi, er, san, si...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY99Dt6O5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/AgjoPRIEWJw/s1600/fusoso.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HELLO HUMANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know that's quoted wrong pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a loser. I get updates from twitter now. It makes me so happy OAO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden my text message chime is a very happy one. Not one that makes me think "ughpeople"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also also: COFFEEEEEEEEEE. COFFEEE~!!! i has cup right nao y'all i be so happay 83&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe a Chinese take-out box. I'm too scared to wonder how many carbs are in it but I'm too hungry to put it up. We have nothing in this house TTATT like for real, nothing. &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY99Dt6O5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/AgjoPRIEWJw/s1600/fusoso.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY99Dt6O5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/AgjoPRIEWJw/s320/fusoso.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY_B4tsySI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NU4ryvjyB7Y/s1600/fuwaaajapan.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fweeeeeeeeee~ //slapself &lt;br /&gt;L-lawl I think I'm the only one who obsessively changes her entire desktop theme like every other day. I'm turning into one of those people who freak out over trying to make her clothes and purse match, only in Nerd version. I think you need to upgrade your Fogo to 11.0. 10.9 just isn't cutting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;THEY'RE ALMOST TRANSFORMERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;kesese //punched&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY_B4tsySI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NU4ryvjyB7Y/s1600/fuwaaajapan.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY_B4tsySI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NU4ryvjyB7Y/s320/fuwaaajapan.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK IT'S JAPAN only now i need a bigger monitor fffffffff &lt;br /&gt;he smiles and blushes and stuff. and when you click him he introduces himself. "Konnichiwa, Nihon desu"&lt;br /&gt;....//punchself for good measure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hey the ONE DAY i want to actually read the daily text i find my mom stole mine =A=; THANKS MUM I LOFF YOU TOO D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a-and I want my one coins &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;. right &lt;i&gt;nooow&lt;/i&gt;. :c don't they know how much happiness they'll bring me. Russia will get to sit right next to the little cow on top of my sewing machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of happiness, Russia, and cows -- I'll be updating Liediut soon ;&amp;gt;3 &amp;gt; I suppose. I don't have much to show you guys, but I will. &lt;a href="http://www2.mp3raid.com/search/download-mp3/10405806/she_wo_ai_ni.html"&gt;I think I tried to draw Amora again last night at 3 AM&lt;/a&gt;. lmao;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll see how this all turns out. Maybe then I wont be so suspicious like I am with that Amaryllis picture &lt;i&gt;why is his hair blue, dear god almighty D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;IMUSTGO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~FOGO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1004136003657722485?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1004136003657722485/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1004136003657722485' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1004136003657722485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1004136003657722485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-i-come-to-you-in-our-solemn-hour.html' title='that i come to you in our solemn hour, for the life of our country'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TDY99Dt6O5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/AgjoPRIEWJw/s72-c/fusoso.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6607796163218780230</id><published>2010-07-06T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:28:31.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est toujour</title><content type='html'>I got a new playlist :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all "It will only be songs that really mean something to me"&lt;br /&gt;Then I could only think of like, two songs.&lt;br /&gt;So then I thought "It will be all celtic metal"&lt;br /&gt;I was sick of all my celtic metal songs :U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i winged it. whatev. these are songs I really like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.loglar.com/song.php?id=2688"&gt;Alizèe - L'Alize&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;French&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;/ Gourmandises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;J'embrasse toute une armée &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; De rêves et de bleuets, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Me plonger dedans &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Je sais ce que je sais &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Même si j'pleure tout l'temps &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Alors, dis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.magistrix.de/lyrics/Juli/Ein-Neuer-Tag-116919.html"&gt;Jüli - Ein Neuer Tag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German  / Ein Neuer Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Ein neuer Tag beginnt &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Es fängt von vorne an&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ich lasse es hinter mir &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lass los, was ich nicht ändern kann&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ein neuer Tag beginnt &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ein Tag wie frischer Schnee &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ich hab noch nichts kaputt gemacht'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/flyleaf/arise.html"&gt;Flyleaf - Arise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English / Memento Mori&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's snow on your face&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; And your razor blade&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; The twilight is bruised&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; And there you lie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Arise, and be &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; All that you dreamed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.allthelyrics.com/forum/nordic-countries-lyrics-translation/73942-urban-symphony-p-ikese-poole-estonian-to-english.html"&gt;URBAN SYMPHONY - Paikese Poole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estonian / P&lt;/span&gt;ä&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ikese Poole&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Ta kõnnib mööda köit,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kahe pilvelõhkuja vahel.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kergel sammul läheb,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Kui kõnniks lihtsalt mööda teed'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/azn_fan222/plasticflower.htm"&gt;Lena Park - Plastic Flower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean / Op. 4&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Juwie saramdul jagi il anirago nomu&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Shwibge marhago &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Gunyang shidodo anhebogo pogihanya &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nollyodene &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;  Na jashindo jongmal mollasso iron il &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nege senggil goshiragon'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://asianfanatics.net/forum/topic/596931-she-%26%2322825%3B%26%2320142%3B%26%2320102%3B-tian-liang-le-its-dawn/"&gt;S.H.E - Tian Liang Le&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese / FM S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Nĭ yī bian wŏ yī bian, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wŏ mēn de shì jié zuì hăo bù zai chōng dié&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yĕ bié zai huì xiăng nà taì chāng taì chāng de zŭo tiān&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taì dúo aí taì dúo lēi biè zai zhè yăng láng fēi'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://lyrics.wikia.com/Origa:Kawa_Yo,_Watashi_No_Kawa_Yo"&gt;Origa - Kawa yo, Watashi No Kawa Yo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian / Aria&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;' Teceshi recka ne kolyxneshisja &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Na krutoj bereg ne vzoliyoshisja&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Na krutoj bereg ne vzoliyoshisja&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Zheltym peskom ne vozmutiŝisja'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.kiwi-musume.com/lyrics/amanotsukiko/tenryuu/ryuu.htm"&gt;Tsukiko Amano - Ryuu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese / Tenryuu &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;'Me wo tojite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;           Mitakunai mono nado minakute ii kara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;           Iikikasete kokoro o sogiotoshita&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Me wo  tojite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;           Surudoku naru karada de ryouashi de&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;           Kono te ni najimu buki wo atsumeta'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.animelyrics.com/jpop/araiakino/voices.htm"&gt;Arai Akino - Voices&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese / Sora No Mori&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;'Futatsume no kotoba wa kaze &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yukute wo oshiete &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kamisama no ude no naka e &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tsubasa wo aoru no'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://kiwi-musume.com/lyrics/kokia/trip%20trip/chouwa.htm"&gt;KOKIA - Chouwa Oto ~ With Reflection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backwards Japanese /Trip Trip&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; '3. 25. 15. 21. 23. 1&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Rurekuteshieka  wokitonakayadaonirokokonoshi tawa &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tai tsuwazadekazushiteshisokunamae &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tahatookumeshihi  nirimonoko'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://kiwi-musume.com/lyrics/kokia/trip%20trip/ningenttesonnamonone.htm"&gt;KOKIA - Ningen Tte Sonna Mono Ne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese / Trip Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;'Kakko tsukeru no wa  tsukareta            desho?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Angai daremo ki ni shite nai yo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Meiwaku wo kakeru no wa iya da nante&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hitori de aruite kita tsumori na no?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Most of these have translations, too :/ so whatever. I'm lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyaaaaaaaaaaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6607796163218780230?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6607796163218780230/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6607796163218780230' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6607796163218780230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6607796163218780230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/cest-toujour.html' title='C&apos;est toujour'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4139679804602399174</id><published>2010-07-04T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:17:47.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what I realized today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not shy about IMing people, I only think it makes me look like a friendless retard who has nothing better to do if I IM them every single time. I have no problem IMing people.&lt;br /&gt;In real life? I'm paranoid of walking up to my friends. Even if I've known them for oh, five years. I get scared that I'm annoying them or that they're sick of me, even if I don't get any vibes. I dunno, it's strange. It scared me that I have this problem so much, I almost turn into one of those people who will walk right past you and not look or say anything to you &lt;i&gt;even if you've known them for five years&lt;/i&gt;. ;_____;' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, but the thing I realized today also was that all of my friends have younger siblings to walk around with.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get up all by myself shy, stupid self and take an initiative. Why am I so bad at this? I think it's my confidence. But that's why I started this diet in the first place ||OTL. It's not a figure change it's a lifestyle change. The clothes I wore today fit a lot looser than they did back a few months ago, and they looked fine if I didn't even touch them, but I still felt like I hadn't lost any weight and kept pulling my shirt down or trying to hide myself under a jacket. I have issues. Blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I think everyone hates me. I mean, I &lt;i&gt;don't &lt;/i&gt;think everyone hates me...so I guess I mean I &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;like everyone hates me. I don't know, it's hard to describe what I think or feel. This sandwich is gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, starting now, or starting next year, I want to be awesome. I want to be the best me I can possibly be. I want to be spiritual, I want to be artistically confident, I want to be &lt;i&gt;happy with the way I look&lt;/i&gt;, and dependable, and a better friend. I want to set myself in the direction that will benefit me and those around me the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all that upbuilding nonsense. Where's the cheetos, I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got me dot today :c at least it was after the assembly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably eat, but I'm not all that hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I forgot I ordered those hetalia one coins? xD I forget about them, and once I remember I get uber excited over them. TEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And...I have money to save up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-4139679804602399174?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4139679804602399174/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4139679804602399174' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4139679804602399174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4139679804602399174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-what-i-realized-today-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5466283869256166867</id><published>2010-07-02T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T01:19:00.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VODKA.</title><content type='html'>fffffff HOPE YOU LIKE THE NEW LAYOUT it took 90 years to edit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arrrrrrmmm. It feeels weeeeird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ today I ordered the 9 piece one coin figurine hetalia set &amp;gt;8DD YESSSS!!~!!&amp;nbsp; It was only 15 bucks. For all 9 of them. Which is actually pretty cheap considering most people want to sell them for 10$ each. THANK YOU MOMMY ILU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i...i am not obsessed OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;and we were supposed to go shopping too o_o; i don't think i heard her right because she was mumbling orz &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;mumbler &lt;/span&gt; but I'm looking forward to it because I ...uh really need some clothes e3e; I think the pants I'm wearing were in the load that she tried out the new washer on only to find out it was only running on hot water. And the load was full of my clothes. So a bunch of stuff got shrunk. Which is cool, 'cause now they actually fit better...ahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've been like, cleaning all day x___x; so yeah. And my room still isn't clean =w=; in fact i think my desk is messier because I pulled out that copy of Amaryllis and was coloring it. Oh and the Q-tips i used to dust the inside of my computer are cluttering it up, too. So...it's not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have the costume and wig picked out for my belarus cosplay CB hurrah~!! and...the shoes shouldn't be hard to find o__O; Oh and the bow. That shouldn't be hard either... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I could've sworn I'd written more. I guess I haven't. O3O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5466283869256166867?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5466283869256166867/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5466283869256166867' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5466283869256166867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5466283869256166867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/07/vodka.html' title='VODKA.'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3775231654408334502</id><published>2010-06-24T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:36:31.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i n n e r  w o r l d [ carry on ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Evil fell from your pretty mouth&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in your classic voice&lt;br /&gt;Angelic in your syntax&lt;br /&gt;Demonic in your motive&lt;br /&gt;Your pretty eyes don’t know that&lt;br /&gt;The water flowing from this well isn’t fresh&lt;br /&gt;Demolish all that sets you up against your rising up&lt;br /&gt;Confessing all that’s broken and watch the healing come&lt;br /&gt;Spread out your open hands&lt;br /&gt;Admit you’ve held them shut&lt;br /&gt;Turn all the way around&lt;br /&gt;Be swept away by this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for surrender&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Spread out your open hands&lt;br /&gt;And He will raise you up&lt;br /&gt;Confessing all that’s broken&lt;br /&gt;And watch the healing come&lt;br /&gt;Spread out your open hands&lt;br /&gt;Admit you’ve held them shut&lt;br /&gt;Be swept away by this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;Flyleaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee~ it's one of my favorite Flyleaf songs~ Just thought I'd share 8'D but dude if you just read the entire lyrics, I know I'm not the only one who can relate to this song e3e; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et my internet is running mega slow today. ||OTL stupid rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puhtaytoz :U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3775231654408334502?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3775231654408334502/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3775231654408334502' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3775231654408334502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3775231654408334502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-n-n-e-r-w-o-r-l-d-carry-on.html' title='i n n e r  w o r l d [ carry on ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7009202782663078852</id><published>2010-06-23T05:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T05:16:32.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i n e s c a p a b l e</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Sleepy / touched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Ebola - หนีไม่พ้น (Inescapable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy because it's nigh 4 AM, and touched 'cause I've been reading emo fanfics all night ;A; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Thai music is becoming more and more popular. I'm impressed. A few years back I listened to a bit someone posted on their website, and it wasn't very good quality-wise, but I think it's come a long way. Ebola is a bit heavier, and Wai (wai?) is more pop~ I like them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh~ nothing much to say. I had something in mind but I forgot :/ figures. I've been really tired lately -- more than usual -- and a little stressed out I guess. Most of the anxiety has pretty much gone away, unless I think about it, but it's better. My highs and lows are making me wonder if I should be on some medication...again. I spent a lot of time on anti-depressants, and only stopped taking them because my sister wouldn't take hers, insisting that I was the cause of everyone's problems, and that she never did anything to annoy/frustrate me. I will admit I don't think I quite need an anti-depressant, because I don't feel depressed. Maybe therapy, or finally a diagnosis for being bi-polar. I once told someone I was bi-polar, and they were skeptical, saying that they had another friend that was also, and that they would do stuff like randomly go out and buy a bunch of expensive stuff and not remember doing it at all. The only thing I could come up with was "maybe they're manic bi-polar?" she wondered what the difference was between manic and non-manic. I explained the obvious, but thinking of it now makes me believe maybe it wasn't being bi-polar, but something like schizophrenia. I have a family friend that my mom has known for a long time that did stuff like that, and has had a long line of schizophrenia in her family. But I've never known that person's friend, so I wouldn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's odd how small our comprehensive capacity can be. Like how you can't understand things when you're younger, but when you're older everything starts making sense. It's almost shameful to admit that in a few years, whereas everything seems confusing and uncertain now, it won't be then. Perhaps. It still doesn't do justice to those who choose a complete opposite direction to go from the one they were taught was right, because anyone with a logical mind can see the consequences. Then again, there are those who live their lives without responsibility, embarrassment, reprimanding parents, or guilt and have no qualms about their lifestyle, which in my opinion seems to be a very diseased way of life.&amp;nbsp; The majority of us seem to know better but feel empowered when we're reckless, and how many people have said they just wanted to lose control? Contrary to that, I'd be too afraid of becoming like everyone else, and more drawn towards having everything I say and do completely thought through beforehand. Closing up, being unreadable, being &lt;i&gt;strong &lt;/i&gt;sounds more appealing to me. I suppose, to actually have dignity and be unafraid of saying 'no' is a goal. Maybe a difficult one, but a goal nonetheless. Those who don't know me have no right to think of me as innocent, or easily manipulated -- and I think it's important to throw in as many difficulties and twists as possible to prove them otherwise. I dislike other people having the upperhand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless I like them, of course ( ':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, whats up with all these words? OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel old. Elyse was saying she was planning on going to cosmetology school, and I told her I was going to as well. She asked me when, and I told her the year after next. Which, I mean, I &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;planning on going the year after next. I'll be like 19, and this year I'm graduating (this year or early next year), and by next year I'll have a license...which will give me a lot of free time to decide if I really want to do that as a career. How come I always feel like such a retard when I talk about what I want to do when I get older? ||OTL I feel like I'm talking about these wonderful things I want to do and being all optimistic, just for them to not happen. Like how I get when I talk about dieting. "Yeah I'm so going on a diet next week" [NEVER HAPPENS] "fffffff-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people are getting annoyed with me for never IMing them or texting them. The truth is, I used to &lt;i&gt;always, always &lt;/i&gt;IM and text people first. I did it all the time, but then I would get offended, which lead to me wondering if this person even &lt;i&gt;likes me&lt;/i&gt;. So I wouldn't initiate a conversation with them, and unsurprisingly, they never texted or IMed me, which only made me feel like an idiot. Part of it was that most of the people I would talk to wouldn't try to carry on the conversation, and it was mostly one-sided -- which is kind of hard to do when the other person obviously is too busy or just completely not interested in you whatsoever. Usually it takes two people to build a friendship. I figured if they actually did like me, they would eventually want to talk to me. I guess I fell into an overall habit of not initiating anything with anyone. I mean, I won't ignore their existence, I &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;IM and text people, but not every time. I got tired of, I don't know, being &lt;i&gt;nice &lt;/i&gt;to people who had no time for me, like I did them. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't know if I've always been this way, but I also have this anxiety over being assertive. It's like I'm too afraid of being disliked or being brushed aside, I don't know how to describe it. I get nervous over the most trivial things concerning other people, it's almost burdening. But like I said, obviously I went unappreciated and not really all that important, so if anyone was worth talking to and &lt;i&gt;wanting &lt;/i&gt;to be talked to, they would at least say something every so often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I say that I think I'm annoying people with this, because I think they're in the same mentality as I was. But then again, there are some who want more from me than I'm willing to allow, and that may be a little disheartening ;") that's their own fault, though. Or maybe it isn't. I should learn when to shut my mouth :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, it's 5AM. &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/_faFWt-NvdcE/TCHdNbgecSI/AAAAAAAAAks/U-oKzU4QT0c/s1600/32441_123567241006342_100000592003454_219339_2114254_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TCHdNbgecSI/AAAAAAAAAks/U-oKzU4QT0c/s640/32441_123567241006342_100000592003454_219339_2114254_n.jpg" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture makes me happy. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Loff&lt;br /&gt;Fogo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7009202782663078852?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7009202782663078852/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7009202782663078852' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7009202782663078852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7009202782663078852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-n-e-s-c-p-b-l-e.html' title='i n e s c a p a b l e'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TCHdNbgecSI/AAAAAAAAAks/U-oKzU4QT0c/s72-c/32441_123567241006342_100000592003454_219339_2114254_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3263290622098323354</id><published>2010-06-20T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:59:30.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sam wants frodo and that boat went to starbucks and came back</title><content type='html'>...or so I keep telling myself. FFFFFF NO THEY DID NOT SAIL FAR FAR AWAY AND WERE NEVER SEEN AGAIN really tolkien is that the best you could come up with orz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder there's hardly any LOTR fanfiction. The books and movies cover it aaaalllll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I've been feeling kinda blah all week, with eating bad and everything and all the stress. My friend Aerial just made my weekend with two of her comments. ;3; I feel unworthy~!&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile another one of my friends is randomly apologizing and acting strange. One of Kita's friends called me the day my nephew was born and was all "dude help me figure this program outtt" so I got to play geek squad for a whole 30 minutes. Anyway, at least she had enough faith in me to know I'm good with computers lol..........I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the 16th a brat was born. Heres my mom and my older sister holding him~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TB3AypUP67I/AAAAAAAAAjk/lsWe6vC9lWU/s1600/6-18-2010+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TB3AypUP67I/AAAAAAAAAjk/lsWe6vC9lWU/s200/6-18-2010+033.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TB3B4IFWPSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kfFwE-n-jtQ/s1600/6-18-2010+046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TB3B4IFWPSI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kfFwE-n-jtQ/s200/6-18-2010+046.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks a lot like my sis. Only, you know, 25 years younger. And he &lt;i&gt;reeeeally &lt;/i&gt;likes to snuggle. But so far he's pretty good. Really calm and stuff. Yeah. OTL the retards at her work gave her Leave of absence way too early though so she's supposed to go back to work in like 2 weeks, after having a c-section. Yeah like that's gonna happen :/ We'll see how everything goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. On the way home I took this pic of myself but it's really creepy because I look exactly like my dad in it x_____x; and I'd been running on like 4 hrs of sleep and had no make up on. I was so close to posting it on FB though. So close. I was like "This is...so...scary..." It was all in the "now give your photo a comment" field and I decided against it. Why am I even talking about this OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY for the lack of updates. I know I'm a bum. Well actually this bum has had a lot on her mind. So you know how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.... I want my hair to hurry up and grow long again OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which i mean its already twice the length i got it cut. my hair grows freakishly fast. I dunno, i think the angle and stuff of the cut i got is just sorta unflattering or something for my face. i don't knoooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stuff n fluff. i'll get back to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3263290622098323354?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3263290622098323354/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3263290622098323354' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3263290622098323354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3263290622098323354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/06/sam-wants-frodo-and-that-boat-went-to.html' title='sam wants frodo and that boat went to starbucks and came back'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TB3AypUP67I/AAAAAAAAAjk/lsWe6vC9lWU/s72-c/6-18-2010+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7619312473892523038</id><published>2010-06-14T04:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T04:56:30.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't call my name [don't call my name]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Sleepy / happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Lady Gaga - Alejandro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm~ Hi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my sister's about to go into labor OTL like maybe tomorrow or the day after. Ughhhhhh x____x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really have anything to say. I just thought I'd ought to update since I haven't in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was planning on cosplaying as Belarus. And this time I'm buying the most expensive stuff &amp;gt;8U I want to do miss Natalya some justice~ plus bad cosplaying is just absolutely embarrassing all around. I've thought about raiding some of the Japanese cosplay sites, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the Japanese word for cosplay OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would probably be something like...コス... I DON'T KNOW D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's why we have wikipedia, eh? USD is widely accepted, though, right? so I shouldn't have too much of a problem ;&amp;gt; A&amp;gt; like my friend in Malaysia accepts USD for her art commissions.&lt;br /&gt;....||OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was also meaning the wigs, too. If I'm going to buy a wig, it might as well be pretty good quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I SHALL GO AS CIEL. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yes a little boy stfu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya e3e; I have stoff to think about. Or more like stuff I must &lt;i&gt;avoid &lt;/i&gt;thinking about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This hell girl one is only $55, aru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGHHHHHHH WTF WHY AM I TALKING LIKE CHINA I WASN'T EVEN MEANING TO&amp;nbsp; OTLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably try to actually make sense, I apologize, blog. You want to know what annoys me? Illiteracy. I am so tired of seeing misspelled words, and words with random letters that don't even belong in them, and shortened versions of words, and LFKDJA;LFKJDA I wonder if anyone knows for real that I don't usually take people who don't spell properly, seriously. In fact, I often disregard them completely. The people I talk to on the web who do use it, I know in real life and that they aren't really as retarded as they sound. Obama, you've covered health care pretty much, now freaking work on our education D8&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;These children know nothing orz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to know when reading became something people don't do unless they have to for school (and even then hardly crack a book open). &lt;i&gt;THIS &lt;/i&gt;makes me want to flee to DevART to be with all my sarcastic, nerdy loser friends who make fun of idiots who can't spell 'education' to save their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're going to be determinedly looking for grammatical errors (OTL), I just wanted to say that yes, I am obsessed, guten morgen, and I doodle more than I draw.&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/TBX67EyUQ-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/NfNMdE-mTv0/s1600/6-14-2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TBX67EyUQ-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/NfNMdE-mTv0/s320/6-14-2010+008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO I AM NOT FINISHED DRAWING GROWN MEN DRESSED AS TEENAGE GIRLS. And search that song, yo. I listen to it while I stalk. Stalkstalkstalk. &lt;strike&gt;Mad hatter has three cabinets full of tea. And Germany is an amazing cook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hands, why do you torture me so. But once I start drawing obsessively, it seems I cannot stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...FEAR ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no I don't know what I'm doing with that background. It'll work out. I'll mash blood splatters with black and white tiled flooring with spirals and stuff. It'll turn out okay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;totally bby i'm with you all the way&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kussu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7619312473892523038?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7619312473892523038/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7619312473892523038' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7619312473892523038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7619312473892523038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/06/dont-call-my-name-dont-call-my-name.html' title='Don&apos;t call my name [don&apos;t call my name]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TBX67EyUQ-I/AAAAAAAAAjU/NfNMdE-mTv0/s72-c/6-14-2010+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1918234030576581914</id><published>2010-06-02T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:13:56.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wan quan shi fang dian liu yao bai [ shen ti beautiful ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Landy Wen - D.I.S.C.O (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get so nervous when I blog. It's like my blog isn't this little secluded area on the internet that has no readers except me, its author, anymore. I get nervous when I write in my journal on deviantart, too. But I guess I have a reason for that, I have 50+ people watching me on deviantart, but on here... I mean, it's annoying as crap :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//losersob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I hate when I'm reading lyrics in another language and the singer sings that ONE word that looks nothing like what the lyrics said. It trips me out. I start to wonder if this song really IS Mandarin, or maybe I'm just cracking up. I start to wonder if I'm going a little illiterate, too, 'cause maybe it's in Cantonese and I totally can't tell. Who ever said it was a great idea to have like 80 different dialects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have a feeling more people read this than I know. I have this link on nearly everything. I assume no one is interested enough to click on the website link anyway. Pirates are cooler than ninjas, but the cake is still a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need a hello kitty bambaid. YES. BAMBAID. THEY CURE ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I suddenly wanting to invite people over to watch Sweeney Todd and eat a bunch of popcorn. I was still planning on forcing everyone to watch Lord of the Rings. Just because &lt;b&gt;You have to see Lord of the Rings at least ONCE in your life&lt;/b&gt;. It won TONS of awards. For real. You can't be cool if you haven't seen LOTR. Or at least your fantasy world is not complete. So that is all I must say. I only like one person or a big group of people, though, so I'll probably just kidnap them one by one.&lt;br /&gt;I've said this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing really to say~ I just wanted to spam my blogger a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst pies in london~&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/TAX2RzkNJrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/sSj7pbmySWk/s1600/1274470175216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TAX2RzkNJrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/sSj7pbmySWk/s320/1274470175216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest thing about this picture is Grell in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;it looks a lot like me when my internet wont work.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1918234030576581914?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1918234030576581914/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1918234030576581914' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1918234030576581914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1918234030576581914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/06/wan-quan-shi-fang-dian-liu-yao-bai-shen.html' title='Wan quan shi fang dian liu yao bai [ shen ti beautiful ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/TAX2RzkNJrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/sSj7pbmySWk/s72-c/1274470175216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5467160570010478461</id><published>2010-05-29T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T01:22:29.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm beheaded at least I was wedded [ and when I'm buried, at least I was married ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;Irritated / OK :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Wหวาย - Cuz Of U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;8U tf I posted to the wrong blog. Fixed now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people. i just wrote 8 paragraphs full of anger and erased them. I hate it when people are all "really?" when i use the word "like" followed by an exaggeration, but they totally disregard that "like" means "not really but feels like". It makes me mad. But not as mad as I am at the stupid AC that wants to go all mofo on us right in the middle of summer. Stupid fan. My dog eats flies. He was eating a june bug earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yay three day weekend. I'm going to re-type up the first bit of MXxX 'cause I really don't like what I've got down so far. I've got the entire plot written down in notepad, and I'd written it &lt;i&gt;after &lt;/i&gt; I'd typed up the first bits of the story. So I think it'll be better if I just go ahead and start all over. I'll save them in different files though if I change my mind ahahaha;  I need to clean my room. I dunno what my problem is, I've hardly had any energy lately. It sucks :/&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because...Nah. I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's creepy is I'm so used to NOT using bookmarks. I have absolutely nothing in my bookmarks right now. It's straaaange. I guess I just take advantage of my history, but still. Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why i have soulja boy on my computer :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5467160570010478461?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5467160570010478461/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5467160570010478461' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5467160570010478461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5467160570010478461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-im-beheaded-at-least-i-was-wedded.html' title='When I&apos;m beheaded at least I was wedded [ and when I&apos;m buried, at least I was married ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7141976575444141695</id><published>2010-05-25T03:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T03:22:46.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mercy no sir look closer</title><content type='html'>THATS IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: FOGO&lt;br /&gt;Age: SEVENTEEN&lt;br /&gt;Location: THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA&lt;br /&gt;Sex: FEMALE&lt;br /&gt;Hair: RED&lt;br /&gt;Eye: BLUE&lt;br /&gt;Skin: WHITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: SWEENEY TODD, PANS LABYRINTH, ALICE IN WONDERLAND, LORD OF THE RINGS, HARRY POTTER&lt;br /&gt;Music: LACUNA COIL, ELUVEITIE, NIGHTWISH, EPICA, MELL, AYUMI HAMASAKI, GACKT&lt;br /&gt;Game: FINAL FANTASY, THE LEGEND OF ZELDA, ICO, TOMB RAIDER, KINGDOM HEARTS &lt;br /&gt;Show: HELL GIRL, HETALIA, DEATH NOTE, WHEN THEY CRY, AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;DRAGONBALL Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book: TITHE, KING OF ATTOLIA, WILDWOOD DANCING, HARRY POTTER, SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS, LORD OF THE RINGS &lt;br /&gt;Talent: MY FACE. ART. &lt;strike&gt;SINGING.&lt;/strike&gt; FOREIGN LANGUAGE.&lt;br /&gt;Hobby: HTML, PHOTOGRAPHY, FASHION DESIGN, COSMETICS, DRAWING, WRITING, FOREIGN LANGUAGE, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PLAYING DRESS UP, &lt;/span&gt;STALKING, FOLKLORE, &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;HOARDING TEAS AND COFFEES,&lt;/span&gt; PHOTOMANIPULATION, FANGIRLING, DECORATING RANDOM THINGS WITH STICKERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE D8&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7141976575444141695?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7141976575444141695/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7141976575444141695' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7141976575444141695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7141976575444141695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/mercy-no-sir-look-closer.html' title='mercy no sir look closer'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1103547643415007792</id><published>2010-05-24T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:43:31.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Together we will find [ a way to come back ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood: &lt;/b&gt;sleepy / content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears: &lt;/b&gt;Lacuna Coil / Eluveitie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annyeonghaseyo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another blog update. I'm on a rolllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which isn't a good thing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I went to see Shrek yesterday after picking up some food from the Greek food festival. :D! The food was good, the movie was also good, but not as funny as the first two (third was just decreasingly witty, IMHO). It was very very sweet though~ it was all together a really good movie, just not as funny as the others. I think it's worth the money to go see~ so maybe you will : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh and I saw a new preview for The Last Airbender movie. ;ldskajf;ldskajf;lksdajf;ldksaj IT LOOKS SO COOL *A* I WANT TO SEE IT SOOOO BAD!! Now I have to plan on who I'm going to drag to the theater with me to see it. Hoho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm~ I hafta go download photoshop 7 so I can get my photoshop CS2 to work. Darn it :c Apparently CS2 hates photoshop elements, even IF it's a 'version of of photoshop 5.5 or higher'. ONE LITTLE WORD SHOULDN'T MAKE A DIFFERENCE, ADOBE!&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's worth the wait, though. We all need our artistic release~ But &amp;amp;* it's like my internet HATES this computer. I swear it runs like 2x slower on poor desky D; *petpetscomp*&lt;br /&gt;IDK i was all 'yeah i'm a lot better at digital art lawl but my comp crashed' now the stress is on for some high quality arts OTL&lt;br /&gt;w-w-wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to believe I'm better at traditional art now. Well, I mean I always was, I just always wasn't as smart with COPIC markers and colored pencils as I was with Photoshop. 'Cause photoshop has an undo button, and it has layers, and copics and pencils &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt;. Hateful little things. This is why I tread almost too carefully among my piccus. They bite like piranhaaaaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that was about &amp;gt;8"I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;oh well at least I'll look prettier now&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e3e;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...screencaps, shall we?&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_oP2R1LHeI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FWSBbIonMaY/s1600/firefox.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_oP2R1LHeI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FWSBbIonMaY/s200/firefox.PNG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_oQZAHNSDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/X6o4Yt4Etw4/s1600/desktop.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_oQZAHNSDI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/X6o4Yt4Etw4/s200/desktop.PNG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Left is firefox, obviously, right is my desktoppu~ ahhh~ back to the basics. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was Celebrity Apprentice's finale. Bret won! Yay! I was hoping he would x3&lt;br /&gt;*happy squee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now try to update Liediut Faerinh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loff~&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1103547643415007792?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1103547643415007792/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1103547643415007792' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1103547643415007792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1103547643415007792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/together-we-will-find-way-to-come-back.html' title='Together we will find [ a way to come back ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_oP2R1LHeI/AAAAAAAAAhI/FWSBbIonMaY/s72-c/firefox.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4932231333159458881</id><published>2010-05-22T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:46:54.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya soshia s'uma [ this is not enough ]</title><content type='html'>e3e; so while I'm updating windows media player and installing windows live messenger, I thought I'd share a poem from my poetry folder I got off my comp before everything got erased ;a; ah~ it was written in July of last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bleed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a room&lt;br /&gt;Without any doors&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts were frivilous--&lt;br /&gt;Giving me the key to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's left me speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;When there were tantrums raging inside&lt;br /&gt;I've danced willingly, though &lt;br /&gt;This graying harmony is tedious&lt;br /&gt;In a way, without passion&lt;br /&gt;You're taunting the invisible&lt;br /&gt;And maybe the impossible&lt;br /&gt;With petty excuses belonging to children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a doll without a mouth&lt;br /&gt;And in time, I'm sure I'll rot inside-out&lt;br /&gt;How can they be so bitterly unforgiving&lt;br /&gt;When they ignore every one of your faults?&lt;br /&gt;The palms of your hands have left bruises&lt;br /&gt;Without any lie, I thought that in a way&lt;br /&gt;It was plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To anyone with eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the lines, I tore out every memory&lt;br /&gt;Painting masterpieces over what I tried to hide&lt;br /&gt;Inside my heart, slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;Was the will to exist within this eternity&lt;br /&gt;Simply to ease the damage you've caused&lt;br /&gt;Although until the sun bleeds red&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in any acknowledgment&lt;br /&gt;Of what you've done to me&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;hurrr~ so I shall be able to chat with y'all in a bit ;&amp;gt; A&amp;gt; it's only at 53%....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the title is in Russian. Guess what song it is CB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loff~&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-4932231333159458881?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4932231333159458881/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4932231333159458881' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4932231333159458881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4932231333159458881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/ya-soshia-suma-this-is-not-enough.html' title='Ya soshia s&apos;uma [ this is not enough ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4977762673242378161</id><published>2010-05-22T03:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T03:27:08.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You like that metal stuff way too much [ How dare you? ]</title><content type='html'>Hi all! I has really good news!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my computer fully working! I'm using it right now CB I am so so so happy~! I'm seriously going to marry Koast from DA for helping me with all this. I couldn't've done it without him~ squeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the Windows XP CD Kita let me borrow (THANKYOUKITA), and it's a Service Pack 1, where as last time I used my computer I think it said it was a Service Pack 3. Er...So I guess it'll have to do some updating xD; But still! I am so happy! flkdja;lkfjda;slkjfda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's acting a bit funny though. Like at first its screen resolution was set at 800x600 and I had to set it to 1024x768 (shenme~ shenme~ why is it so bigg? oAo;). And when I go to drag around windows or scroll up and down it's kind of choppy :/ That might be just 'cause it's getting used to it or whatever. I dunno. But I'M SO HAPPY. It was sad, 'cause I had to delete the partitions...which were all nearly full (of my stuff lol;;;;) but it's all good 'cause I backed up most of the stuff I wanted. Someone said something about these system files or something.....ahhh e3e; at least it's not KO anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;but ja~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;That is all CB&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alsoalso mom was saying she wanted to go camping this year, like during the fall. And she said I could take a friend.......:D&lt;br /&gt;So WHO WANTS TO GO CAMPING? yeah ikr [ SILENCE ]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of camping either, in fact I think I get sick every time we go. She was also talking about renting a cabin in northern arkansas, too, so maybe we'll do that. She said i could still invite a friend. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Only Sam'll have her &lt;strike&gt;brat &lt;/strike&gt;baby, so it won't be all peace and quiet. Unless it's a good baby like I was.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; / end golden child speech &amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay I'll stop being mean. She asked me the other day if I thought she was making the right choice. I told her their were probably other people who were more financially stable and are married, but in this system you'll never know :/&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoodle. I shall go make my computer pretty again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loff~&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-4977762673242378161?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4977762673242378161/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4977762673242378161' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4977762673242378161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4977762673242378161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-like-that-metal-stuff-way-too-much.html' title='You like that metal stuff way too much [ How dare you? ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2286725333541506660</id><published>2010-05-18T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:55:23.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watashi wa...jigoku shoujo [ sakura uta ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Semi-happy. Sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Hears:&lt;/b&gt; Lacuna Coil - Oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello allllll~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, news! I finally got &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;computer running via Ubuntu~ that means I can get everything off of my computer : DD!! All my arts, poems, videos, piccus, musics, etc. etc. The only thing is my internet will absolutely not connect through Ubuntu. I have the A600 Cricket usb wireless, and apparently it's a common problem for people using Ubuntu and Cricket, and there &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;ways to fix it, but it involves typing out commands and terminals and whatnot and I am &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; unfamiliar with all that stuff. I'm great with computers until it comes to getting all inside them and programming them and stuff. Arghh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, also I run it from the CD every bootup, otherwise I get the blue screen of death, but installing it usually isn't the best thing to do (aka requires like extra ram or whatever D8 I can't remember...) so it's rather tedious. As long as I can get my stuff I'm happy. So much KitaBoko footage xD it's hilarious. So if I can get those files and then open up the .wmm (or whatev) file on here, then I can finish making the Funniest Moments video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have the whole Kiss Of Eternity file, so I can post what I have so far of it on my LJ. Beware though, it has a rough start but it gets better. I know, text block of doom. I was going to edit it and add in spaces but I got lazy. Plus it was like 3AM anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of time. Ubuntu was 699 MB. I started downloading it at 2:30AM and it finally finished at 9:30AM. Yeah. I took a nap. Anyways, THANKS TO KOAST ON DEVIANTART! THANK GOD FOR HAVING NERDS FOR FRIENDS. I'll do a google search or something later to see if there's a way to revive my actual computer from Ubuntu, now that I can reeeeach it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love actual keyboards. I'm so sick of laptop keyboards I'm about to pick all its keys off and throw them out the window. I'm like "Hey look! I can actually type fast now!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I put Photoshop CS2 on a disk so I could use it on another computer. Hopefully it'll work. I dunno. It might do the whole 'this is an upgrade blah blah you need photoshop 5.5 or higher for this to work' nonsense. Even then I'm prepared. I can get my photoshop 7.0 off the comp as well. And Painter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was told my computer might be doing this because it ran out of memory, but Koast told me that if it WAS my memory, ubuntu would take longer to boot up than normal. Ubuntu booted up pretty fast. So I'm just not sure. I'll try as much as I can to fix it on my own, and if I can't I'll just either buy a new one or get another nerdy friend to fix it for me. Although...right now it seems entirely fixable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Ao;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for mp3 players, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I'm happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two arts I was in the middle of before my computer went kaput:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_IdC_OFkMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZdSTvHherrs/s1600/jap.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_IdC_OFkMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZdSTvHherrs/s200/jap.png" width="74" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_Ic1RnLcyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7zP2AUsbOaM/s1600/heijia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_Ic1RnLcyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7zP2AUsbOaM/s200/heijia.png" width="148" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;fdadl;kj yeah. I think I've showed you guys these before &lt;strike&gt;maybe while I was still working on them&lt;/strike&gt; but yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of artwork, I dunno if I mentioned this in the previous post, but I started a personal to-draw list. It looks something like this as of right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If mental wounds were physical √ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emotional instability&amp;nbsp; √ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spiritual confusion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;just so I can get out of this artificial artwork :/ so far so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might get to see them soon, in fact~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Japanese hiragana app I have on my ipod is awesome 8DD its like idek but it's awesome O3O Hopefully this'll help improve my Japanese. &lt;br /&gt;(has Japanese, Chinese, Korean, French and German podcasts on there as well)&lt;br /&gt;ANYEONGHASEYO! Ni hao, konbanwa, bonjour, and guten taggg~&lt;br /&gt;my mom told me i'm going to hit my head one day and speak only a mix of all these languages. :/ thanks mom. Oh, and ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I actually did my bible reading for once, too! It was actually like 3AM and I was supposed to baby sit the next morning and I read it anyway 'cause I guess if I have nothing else to do I might as well try to be spiritual //LIGHTNINGSTRUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I might post up a little mini-mp3 rotation later, too. So...keep reminding me and I just actually might 8'3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now I must ninjapoof~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Loff&lt;br /&gt;Fogo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2286725333541506660?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2286725333541506660/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2286725333541506660' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2286725333541506660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2286725333541506660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/watashi-wajigoku-shoujo-sakura-uta.html' title='Watashi wa...jigoku shoujo [ sakura uta ]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S_IdC_OFkMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ZdSTvHherrs/s72-c/jap.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3718861624754461801</id><published>2010-05-15T16:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T18:53:53.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary [of a madman]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;~Hears:&lt;/b&gt; We Are The Fallen - Burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Neutrallll~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello blog. Today I have a headache that won't go away and I have a feeling it's from lack of caffeine. Like, seriously, I think the only caffeine I've had was yesterday morning when I got a frappe. Ever since then all I've had is an icee and water x__o; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why I'm suddenly craving coffee (but then again, aren't I always?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I at least earned $25~! xD yeah I know. She's super easy to babysit though so any more than that would've been unfair. I pretty much got to chill all day.&lt;br /&gt;(And I didn't bring my schoolbooks ^A^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think we're finally going to go shopping today @____@; we've had no food in this house for like idek 3 weeks. Kinda hungry. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand...what else. Oh yesterday after Kita got home I finally got to play FFXIII~ She didn't want me to go in her room 'cause it was messy xD (but I did anyway. She brought out her computer and she had lots of music I wanted......shutupiamagoodfriend) But I was kind of disappointed with it, because first of all the intro is confusing and explains very little, and the scenery is nothing special at all (Compared to FFX, but I mean, that's a hard game to rival xD). Lightning's personality is dryyyy. She kind of reminds me of Paine from FFX-2, but then kinda of Kristen Stewert, and then kinda of Ashe from FFXII -- and we all know how much of a douche Ashe was. Idk and her clothes and her hair were just kind of lame to me. They looked like everyone else's and weren't something you'd especially want one of the main characters to wear. I mean, you want main characters to stick out and stuff, but miss Lightning here could only be described as a flat line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY like Yuj, though. HIS HAIR! gsbglkjsa *3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chick with pigtails gets on my nerves. She's really airheadish and annoying and auughhhh. I feel so bad for Hope having to deal with her D8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I dunno, Final Fantasy hasn't been the same since Nobuo Uematsu stopped composing its music. And me and Kita agreed the music in the intro reminds us of Sailormoon. &lt;strike&gt;If you close your eyes you can nearly see the sailor scouts&lt;/strike&gt; Anyway overall from how far I got, It's not quite as good as previous FF games, and the only thing I thought was impressive was the graphics, which I think they spent a liiiiitle too much time on rather than the storyline itself and in result, is a major flaw. And does anyone else feel like you're making NO progress? Holy crap. Okay idk where we are or who you are but hey look monsters! HI-YAH!&lt;br /&gt;I completely skipped the tutorial it wanted to give on how the fight system works, and I really didn't need it because it was a breeze. It's just like all the other games pretty much. Except you can actually see the enemies like in FFXII, but you cannot move around while battling. Some tweaking job, really. :/&lt;br /&gt;oh but the voice acting was impressive. Forgot about that. Major upgrade in the English voice actors because they usually suck really bad, but these ones did amazing. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm like any other Final Fantasy fan, okay? It's final fantasy, c'mon, who doesn't have high expectations for it? Even if it's not as good as the others I'll&amp;nbsp;like it anyway&amp;nbsp;(like when I buy a CD I don't really care for. I learn to like it xD). &lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm~ I got invited to go to Texas with them~! :DD!! They said they were gonna go down there for a wedding but it almost looks like her sister ISN'T gonna get married, but they were going to go anyway, and maybe go to six flags. I feel like a lame friend though 'cause we never go on any vaca's or anything, except when there's an anime con, mom'll take me if she's able to. I think the last thing we did as a sort of vaca is go camping like 2-3 years ago xDD;&lt;br /&gt;Times is harddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how come Japanese food always looks so unappetizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x3 that is all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3718861624754461801?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3718861624754461801/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3718861624754461801' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3718861624754461801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3718861624754461801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/diary-of-madman.html' title='Diary [of a madman]'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4771400161220290113</id><published>2010-05-13T05:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T05:19:27.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no excuses for the silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;~Mood: &lt;/strong&gt;e3e;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Hears: &lt;/strong&gt;Lacuna Coil - The Last Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched Avatar for the first time. I really didn't want to, since I'd made the promise never to see the horrible thing, but mom made me since it was all "look i got a movie now lets all watch it together like a good family" atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so LAME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, generally what it's about is a geek who sleeps way too much and starts having fantasies about gumby people in 3D that speak the same language that was in The Fifth Element, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, most episodes of Whose Line Is It Anyway?, Pan's Labyrinth, You Got Mail, iCarly, and in the opening theme to Ghost In The Shell: SAC (because we all know Origa doesn't sing in Russian and Japanese, but in Sci-fi film speak). And going by his forehead wrinkles, I'd say he's about in his late twenties, so it's safe to say that the 3D gumby people wore loin clothes and a bunch of obscure neck jewelry, which actually hid nothing, but supposedly it's the thought that counts. And it really doesn't require any at all.&amp;nbsp; Geek dreams about being a 3D mutant himself and being important for once but can't decide which one he likes more so he ends up screwing tons of people over just from being a douchebag and all "urrr idk i liek her she be pretty AHH DINOSURZ!" 'cause his boss was a biznatch and he really wanted to be&amp;nbsp;a marine D;!!&amp;nbsp; But in the end after nearly everyone of his own kind have died, he turns into a REAL blue 3d mutant gumby ninja! BIG SURPRISE THERE. Just like how he fell in love with the chick. Yeah, totally didn't see that coming. Oh and there was that thing about dinosaurs. And the robots. But those really can't compete with the freaky Yuna-braid thing they all have that can connect them to everything &amp;gt;8U So they sort of threw in a modern-ancient-modern-sorta ancient version of a USB system in there. In fact now that I think about that, it reminds me a lot of Cell in his &lt;a href="http://media.teamxbox.com/games/ss/2279/1248321027.jpg"&gt;first form where he absorbed people by his tail.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one, guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made my night was an entire chatroom full of people agreeing with me that Avatar sucks :D. &lt;br /&gt;And then everyone agreeing when someone asked if they could at least say it was better than Twilight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, tomorrow will be a busy day, and it supposed to storm (we'll see, weather channel, &lt;em&gt;we'll see&lt;/em&gt;). So I must get some sleep, now that it is 5AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, American Idol, yay top 3! This is like the best part of the season~ Go France! I kinda want him to win just 'cause it's funny he looks like France, but then I really want Crystal to win because she's a really good singer. Mr. Hobo-I-Always-Look-Stoned can just go&amp;nbsp;hide in a box&amp;nbsp;or something idk D&amp;lt; i want him gone! he can't sing and he's not even cute!&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i must say&lt;br /&gt;my hair sure is fabulous tonight 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//slapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kussu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-4771400161220290113?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4771400161220290113/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4771400161220290113' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4771400161220290113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4771400161220290113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-excuses-for-silent.html' title='no excuses for the silent'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7895710205504234744</id><published>2010-05-12T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:52:50.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're incredible~ incredible! Beautiful bride!</title><content type='html'>OTL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the title. As you probably have guessed, I finally got Flyleaf's new-ish album, Memento Mori. I'm still wondering why it wasn't as popular as her other album, which I'll admit to listening to repeatedly ( I was like, what, 13? ... wait...15? ) so I mean... Justwondering, y'know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also got some of the songs from Lacuna Coil's Shallow Life Deluxe album. I like 'em, but it's like they're not even trying on these acoustic songs ;&amp;gt;3&amp;gt; forreal you guys, honestly? Their songs are so pretty acoustic but then it's like they went and had a few beers or 9 and then decided to record some songs.&lt;br /&gt;pft. &lt;em&gt;pft. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you can think of any more albums I absolutely have to hear, tell me and I shall give it a listen, da?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad called me today and said he was going to get me a computer ;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; AFTER he asked me whether I wanted an Ipod or a computer, because I think he gave it to mom since I didn't go with her to pick it up so he assumed she'd kept it or something. I know this sounds bad, but I hope it's not like the one Kita has. I really don't like her laptop x___o;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;well just 'cause...I dunno. I do 50% of my artwork on the computer (or when I had one &amp;gt;8U) and one like that really isn't for that kind of stuff. I'm not sure if I even like Windows 7. It looks like it's the same thing as Vista, as in trying to make everything simpler and shinier for &lt;strike&gt;idiots &lt;/strike&gt;...eh, 'users of basic computer knowledge', rather than improving how the entire thing runs altogether, which seems like they'd done to XP (oh how I miss you, XP). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, maybe I'm just geeking out on you all. Idk or maybe I'm just so used to how xp works, and I'm used to tweaking it to my satisfaction. (black toolbar with a cursive~y font! yay! Vista desktop icons! yay!) Unfortunately that may be why it's...giving me...the...blue screen of death....&lt;br /&gt;OTL....&lt;br /&gt;Either way we all know where this is heading, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I'll cross my fingers. Mom and Sam said since I went to Edgefest they're going to take me somewhere and drown me in baptismal water xD; &lt;br /&gt;totally looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's sad I only have 2 things marked off the 100 themes challenge. Very wrong sounding ones, too.&lt;br /&gt;√ 5. Heart&lt;br /&gt;√ 8. Panties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably just run a poll or something. Not like anyone would vote or anything &lt;strike&gt;'cause i'm a loser like that &lt;/strike&gt;but maybe it'd get more active drawing OTL&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a slopo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...well... &lt;br /&gt;Last tuesday I was at home doing my homework in the living room while Sam was out, and it was about 2pm and someone knocks on the door~ So I kinda sneak over to the front door and look out the peep hole to see who it is. It's my &lt;em&gt;other &lt;/em&gt;sister, Madeline. WTH? They didn't even call to say they were coming over, and as &lt;em&gt;if &lt;/em&gt;I'm letting them in after that. So I wait until she figures no one is home and goes back to tell her boyfriend that. Instead of leaving they go around the back of my house, over the gate, and get into the storage and get the lawn mower out and everything. My sister goes around to the far side of the backyard and tries to see if the back door is &lt;em&gt;unlocked&lt;/em&gt;. Which it isn't. So after that, they both just leave. I text Sam to tell her, but she doesn't respond.&amp;nbsp; A few minutes later she comes in with my other sister behind her, who's all like "Oh, you were here this entire time?" all kind of jokingly. Her boyfriend doesn't come in but starts mowing the yard. madeline gets a cup and asks if she can have a soda, gets it, then takes it out to her boyfriend. Sam tells me that halfway down our street, she looks in her rear view mirror and sees their car behind her. &lt;br /&gt;;dlksjfa;lkdjas;lfjdsa &lt;br /&gt;So she comes back in and sits down and everything and completely plays it all off like 'we just wanted to mow the yard for you guys since it's supposed to rain all week' (which it didn't). And then proceeds to be super rude the entire time, including when Sam brings up getting her truck fixed and how much it's going to cost, and madeline just says "well korey's dad works at this place and if you take it there you can get like 20% off" or whatever. WTF. Okay, &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;is the one who wrecked Sam's car, &lt;em&gt;she &lt;/em&gt;can be the freaking one who &lt;em&gt;gets it &amp;amp;*ing fixed&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway. She has like, 3 cans of sodas, and then practically clears out all the beer in our fridge for her boyfriend without asking. And she starts to drink one &lt;em&gt;even though she's 5 months pregnant&lt;/em&gt;. Sam tells her that it really bothers her that she's drinking while pregnant, and madeline's all "Oh 4 beers won't hurt anything. It's a lot better than the 6 I've been having". They discuss that and madeline gets mad so she goes out and tells her boyfriend and whatever, who eventually tried to tell sam that it's perfectly okay for someone to drink beer while they're pregnant. Afterwards she goes and says she's going to give it up for adoption anyway 'cause they can't afford to have another baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this, she kept doing that whole 'insulting but playing it off as a joke' thing. Like I was working on a midterm essay the entire time and she says "so tell me about this school thing you're doing" so I tell her, and then she goes "Ohhh. I thought you were over here just doing nothing." I give her a look, in which she mutters a "just kidding".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But once he's done mowing and everything, they're trying to stay and stuff because her boyfriend just really wants to talk to mom for some reason. It's like 6 PM, and mom is never home by 6PM on tuesdays because she works till like 5:30 and then has to go to the meeting that starts at 7. Except Sam has the car.&amp;nbsp; They most likely wanted to talk to mom because they knew mom would want to pay him for mowing the yard. So we were whispering back to each other and I said that we should just go and say mom needs to be picked up from work and make them leave. Which we eventually do, after they suggested staying at our house while we went to go get her, or meeting us somewhere to eat, &lt;em&gt;OR &lt;/em&gt;going to get her for us. (good god). Finally, after we say she's usually too tired for anything on tuesdays, they give up. Only they don't leave before us. Which was a risk. Her boyfriend looked angry and didn't say a word to me, and madeline looked all nervous. &lt;br /&gt;But yes. They are not welcome over here anymore. And we're not answering the doors, either. AND I WILL SHOOT AND SET MY DOGS ON THEM. They're biters, too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like, WHO CARES WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE WERE THE WORKING-CLASS 18TH CENTURY FRENCH REVOLUTIONARIES okay, exam book? Stop asking impossible questions because a lot of people are going to get weirded out by this. &lt;br /&gt;And that whole thing about the Sahara trade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out, yo. &lt;strike&gt;i need more coffee&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7895710205504234744?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7895710205504234744/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7895710205504234744' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7895710205504234744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7895710205504234744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-incredible-incredible-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re incredible~ incredible! Beautiful bride!'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5996508779985609357</id><published>2010-05-09T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:52:08.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>orz</title><content type='html'>I'm on my second cup of coffee today. Run! And I'm watching the Cleveland Show. It sure is interesting xD;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;alsoalso I need to give someone copies of pictures and whatnot. I need a new camera because mine is about 3 years old and it's just...ebil. Its shutter speed is like 10 minutes =____=;&amp;nbsp; and its battery life isn't so great. So...OTL&lt;br /&gt;OH but anyway you can hear the singers better than you could in RL xD Lacuna coil did so amazing! I keep watching the videos over, even if they aren't perfect quality. I hate how cameras always make sound so choppy. I had a blast at Edgefest CB I can't wait till next year~ oo and kawa kon *3*&lt;br /&gt;anyhoodle, FANGIRL!&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for celebrity apprentice to come on. *hoppu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hoppu hoppu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5996508779985609357?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5996508779985609357/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5996508779985609357' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5996508779985609357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5996508779985609357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/orz.html' title='orz'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2483900994220130381</id><published>2010-05-08T03:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T03:07:26.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no seriously</title><content type='html'>Well~ I now have an Ipod touch &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;But I feel really, really guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because mom wanted an mp3 player like the one I used to have, but she got this other one instead, which she says she really really likes, but still. The one I used to have I gave to my sister cause she wanted it and didn't like her ipod shuffle, but it's pretty old and kinda banged up and then i have this new shiny thing...and I have too much anxiety to call my dad but i feel bad for not calling him because i don't want to seem unthankful even though he'll think i'm a greedy brat anyway. I just...argh!!! &lt;br /&gt;And I'm scared about going to edgefest ;-; i'll be surrounded by a bunch of metal heads and everything and...and...//slapself &lt;br /&gt;WELL I AM. ;A; *flail* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like such a spoiled, self-centered brat. I know I'm not, but I just feel so &lt;em&gt;bad. &lt;/em&gt;I dunno, I feel like there's not enough time for everything. I'm having so much anxiety over everything it's turning me into a mess. It got better for a while 'cause I just ignored it, but now it's coming back and my sister will be due in like 4 weeks and I don't want anything to change. I hate change. I want time to just STOP. Or paradise to come. or to die. I don't know. I don't want to lose anyone and I don't want to be an adult and I don't want to have a baby in this household and I don't want to have to worry about my education and being inactive in the ministry and worry about whether or not i'm going to die. And I don't want to worry about my stupid stupid STUPID other sister and her stupid boyfriend or my stupid dad or how I look or&amp;nbsp;if we're going to have to move because we can't pay the bills or my mom working constantly and never getting to spend time with her or being a talentless loser or how messed up i am. I'm tired of everything. and why does dealing with people have to hurt so much.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know, boo-hoo. I'm such a weakling I can't even take a little stress. whatever. i have friends who cry about boys not liking them. i think boys are&amp;nbsp;completely meaningless&amp;nbsp;compared to a life or death matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2483900994220130381?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2483900994220130381/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2483900994220130381' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2483900994220130381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2483900994220130381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-seriously.html' title='no seriously'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5344318372450057977</id><published>2010-05-07T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:19:13.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>poem. and hurrr</title><content type='html'>whatever. well i AM sick of the japanese culture. it was cool then everyone started copying it and all the americanized anime came out and ugh. Just IMHO y'know. Not to be racist ;D&lt;br /&gt;and no i can't remember what number i'm on in my poetry OTL last time I wrote a poem down it was like in february i think. yeah i write so much right. i ttly need a break &lt;strike&gt;i'm so overworked. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.014(?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lock you in a music box&lt;br /&gt;So that you can hear my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And for every time the chaos is unhinged&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be reckless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I bury these thoughts &lt;br /&gt;I hope it's enough to save myself&lt;br /&gt;As all these words echo inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am already fading&lt;br /&gt;Although reality is persistent&lt;br /&gt;My existence is marked as an X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never done what I've told you&lt;br /&gt;And what use is there to hopelessly wander&lt;br /&gt;Carrying this heart-shaped box&lt;br /&gt;With the sky blinding me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to numb the despair&lt;br /&gt;Let's act like children and forget&lt;br /&gt;That we were ever warned&lt;br /&gt;About our destruction, because&lt;br /&gt;This way, we can be blissfully unaware&lt;br /&gt;Of everything surrounding us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5344318372450057977?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5344318372450057977/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5344318372450057977' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5344318372450057977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5344318372450057977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/poem-and-hurrr.html' title='poem. and hurrr'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-928865393191104251</id><published>2010-05-03T01:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:49:03.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ichiman nen to nissen nen mae kara aishiteru</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;~mood &lt;/strong&gt;meh. sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~music &lt;/strong&gt;lady gaga - kaboom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...I'm expecting this post to be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm working on a new icon for LF, but I'm not sure if it's turning out good or bad yet. I was going to rotate it so it's at an angle but...orz we'll see how it comes out. Oh, and it's a man. Hurrrr.&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy I used to never ever draw guys. Now they're all I draw. This is strange. why do I do this D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today I planned for cosplaying as Belarus for Kawa Kon 2011. I have lots of preparations to do, so wish me luckkkk. So...no soda starting today, anyone? (and a whole buncha other stuffs) &lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be a lot of fun~ and maybe before then I can also get my own Boko costume done. hurrr 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm~ hmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh~ I was talking with a friend the other day. We were just talking about stuff and whatnot and got on the topic of abusive people and how it's hard to describe them and how most people just completely don't get it. Like it's easy to describe some of the physical, but most of it is mentally and emotionally, so it makes it really difficult because you never heal from abuse like that, and you feel a certain way about things and you have no idea why, and we agreed that it makes you feel like you aren't even human, like you're diseased and something is horribly wrong with you.&amp;nbsp; Of course&amp;nbsp;I can look in the mirror and see myself as I am, but&amp;nbsp;mentally it's a completely different story. And what really&amp;nbsp;got to me was that she said&amp;nbsp;most&amp;nbsp;people try to overlook the fact that you've been abused or you have an abusive person in your life because they don't want the responsibility or weight of knowing it and having to deal with it. And I know it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; kind of a responsibility to know something like that, and it &lt;i&gt;isn't&lt;/i&gt; something you go around telling everyone (like some people I know). But what really hurt was to realize how true it is. Some of my closest friends know and still they would say &lt;em&gt;"Oh and your dad is doing really good spiritually and with making the meetings," &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;"I heard your parents got separated but I really can't say I'm sorry about it.&lt;/em&gt;"&amp;nbsp; Or &lt;em&gt;"You're so mean to your dad, why didn't you answer when he called? How come you never text him back?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though they can't understand or have sympathy, it's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...upsetting to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'll just finish my tea and ninjapoof. Have a good weeek~ hopefully there won't be any tornadoes.............*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-928865393191104251?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/928865393191104251/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=928865393191104251' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/928865393191104251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/928865393191104251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/ichiman-nen-to-nissen-nen-mae-kara.html' title='Ichiman nen to nissen nen mae kara aishiteru'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6697480425493912801</id><published>2010-05-01T07:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:47:25.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved you~ how careless of me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mood: &lt;/strong&gt;GSBGSBGSBGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt; Shiina Ringo - Gamble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi ;&amp;gt; A&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from Kita's after surprise!spending the night because there were about 6 tornadoes all in the general area... except for baseline-ish. So we had to stay at her house ;3; two of them went straight through East End and had winds up to 110 MPH. Our house is okay obviously, but we don't have power and the neighborhood right behind ours has torn off rooves and completely uprooted trees. Big ones oAo;&amp;nbsp; oh and there is a ton of water. I think it was up to 5 1/2 inches every hour or so last night so...yeah&lt;br /&gt;We narrowly escaped it. And a windshield wiper broke RIGHT IN TIME. THANKS WINDSHIELD WIPER. Yeahhh all I could see was gray and hear blaring tornado sirens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...JUST SO YOU KNOW, WE'RE ALL OKAY. Me and my Mad Hatter poster as well. The one that keeps grinning at me every time i look in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--- was super sure she was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but this is ordinary Arkansas spring weather :/ so hurrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M STILL SICK! Well, okay not all that much. My throat doesn't hurt any more but my. head. is. full. of. snot. More than usual, of course. I'll be fine for Edgefest~&amp;nbsp; ugh but I look so bad. For real, &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt;. And I have to use the bathroom, but there's no lights on ;^; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm umm.... I-I'll update Liediut Faerinh when the lights are back on. I actually made some progress-ish on some stuff. hurrr. I also posted two pictures on mah DA but no ones commenting or anything and I feel like such an untalented douche. Maybe I should've put a more descriptive...description....OTL&lt;br /&gt;Like 'this was put in the Drawings&amp;gt;Traditional for a reason' or sth. idekkkk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loffs~&lt;br /&gt;~ Boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6697480425493912801?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6697480425493912801/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6697480425493912801' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6697480425493912801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6697480425493912801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-loved-you-how-careless-of-me.html' title='I loved you~ how careless of me~'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5590139477902040103</id><published>2010-04-25T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:39:41.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>die ist eine douche</title><content type='html'>my german in the title of this post is amazing amirite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New video up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ni8IC9jI74w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ni8IC9jI74w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ikr pretty amazing.&amp;nbsp; I sound so retarded xD&amp;nbsp; it was like 3AM anyway so whatev. I am dreading what all this pocky is going to do to me @____@;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i keep forgetting this window is open. hurrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all my manga back! I really should get all back into manga again, blog. I feel like animanga doesn't have as much of an impact on me now as it has in the past.&amp;nbsp; I dunno, my art is way out of wack. I'm not sure if I'm being as true to myself as I think I am when I draw. It's easy to slip into a generic anime style that you know more people will like, rather than your own original style. Have I already said this? Well, it's true. So I don't know if it should be the satisfying equivilant of slamming my head against the wall. I'm sure it was at one point. I don't draw what I feel though. I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt;. And I think this is where my creativity is sapped, because... If I'm not drawing what I'm feeling, then I don't know what to draw. It's like trying to describe someone you've never met before. So when it comes down to it, when I'm not true to myself, the person on the paper is just a person to me. It's confusing Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am so sick of this one person...well lots of other people, but especially this person. They are one of the weirdest people I've ever met. You know I usually have no problem figuring people out and warming up to them, so this, ah, &lt;em&gt;oroka na baka&lt;/em&gt;, is special, and instead of getting my head bitten off when I try to have a&amp;nbsp;sympathetic conversation with them, I would rather tear their head off and play soccer with it. So that is that, and Fogo doesn't take crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, so... I've been having headaches and it's annoying. i don't know what my deal is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm...so yeah this pretty much took me all day to write. Sorry blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5590139477902040103?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5590139477902040103/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5590139477902040103' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5590139477902040103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5590139477902040103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/die-ist-eine-douche.html' title='die ist eine douche'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4284448300610586660</id><published>2010-04-23T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:54:12.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helow spailchek ikon, u tink I cat spell?</title><content type='html'>For real. It's like HI I'M NEW BE NICE K? My sister keeps telling me I should get out more because I think too much. I told her people who don't think much usually have no depth. This was all because I said I didn't like it when the clock hits (number) : 58. Because it's one of those numbers where its &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;a another hour, but it's a longer wait than 59...so you can all see how this would frustrate me, right? &lt;em&gt;Right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling so nauseous lately. It's probably just allergies, but I can hardly sleep without feeling like I'm going to vomit. I was planning on getting a lot of sleep in today since I need it, but I woke up early and I could not go back to bed. It's rainy outside too, perfect weather for laying in bed, right? *groan* and I have like 3 exams to take and 2 essays and gsbglsdkfjaslfksd;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to draw a comic last night, but then I remembered how hard it is to draw comics and then Himaruya became a hero to me again. HURRRR. It's supposed to be funny, so we'll see how funny it comes out :/&amp;nbsp; its the one where she brings her tea and yeah yeah =A=&lt;br /&gt;I hate children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sam might get another job so she'll be working during the day time and I'll get time by myself! yayyyy!!! I love having the house to myself 8D&lt;br /&gt;Also it's not good for me and my sister to be together for long periods of time. We don't tolerate each other very much. &lt;strike&gt;because she's an oversensitive, controlling wench.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhoodle.&amp;nbsp; I know my blogs have been looking pretty sad, I'll get to them, ja? Also...stupid bare walls...ffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-4284448300610586660?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4284448300610586660/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4284448300610586660' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4284448300610586660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4284448300610586660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/helow-spailchek-ikon-u-tink-i-cat-spell.html' title='Helow spailchek ikon, u tink I cat spell?'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-9097041441602137021</id><published>2010-04-20T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:47:12.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, not this loser again...</title><content type='html'>But I might have a summer job&amp;nbsp; :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look, facial soap works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--- is trying to not make expressions so the crease on the bridge of her nose will go away.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;--- glares/scowls&amp;nbsp;when she studies. or checks the mail. or cleans. or draws.&amp;nbsp;or breathes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-9097041441602137021?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/9097041441602137021/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=9097041441602137021' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/9097041441602137021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/9097041441602137021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-no-not-this-loser-again.html' title='Oh no, not this loser again...'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7807211016965894190</id><published>2010-04-19T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:27:28.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my infinity is like a cracked hourglass</title><content type='html'>and the sand is black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I know you guys REALLY wanted me to update, so I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up with a HORRIBLE headache, which unfortunately lasted pretty much all day and was really annoying -- but also kind of weird because I never get headaches. Went to the laundromat because our washer is &lt;i&gt;broekn&lt;/i&gt; (x10 broken) so had fun sitting in the car reading &lt;u&gt;A Series Of Unfortunate Events.&lt;/u&gt; I'm almost finished with book 9, yay! There was this Asian guy (Laundromat's owned by Asians. hurrr theres so many...) who came out and sat on the bench outside and I almost felt like taking a picture of him (no stalker tendencies here) just to make one of my friends happy 8'/ but then I couldn't really figure out if he was cute or ugly, and then I remembered she likes Koreans and he was Chinese, so it was sort of&amp;nbsp; [ &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AWKWARD MOMENT WHERE I JUST WATCH THIS POOR INNOCENT ASIAN ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've gotten a picture. There was this tiny little spider that kept climbing down on his web in my (open) window in the car, and I kept blowing on him to make him climb back up and everyone kept looking at me weird like maybe they thought I was smoking an invisible cigarette or something. Pffft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me mad is the band KidneyThieves. I really liked this band when I heard their song &lt;em&gt;Before I'm Dead&lt;/em&gt;, which was the first song I heard of them back in, oh, 2004? But like now their style is COMPLETELY different. It went from grunge-alternative to slow-ballady-pop crap and it's just awful. I recommend you go listen to that song then listen to their other stuff, it's like such a &lt;strong&gt;bad contrast&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT LIKE I WAS SAYING. Samantha kept complaining about getting car sick and nyaaaa so she &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to sit in the front seat. Whatever. I like the back seat anyway I don't get bothered as much. And lately she just keeps picking and picking trying to get into an argument then blaming it on me like I'm some horrible person. I must say, if you're an older sibling, you should understand how much of an affect you have on your younger siblings and that &lt;strong&gt;you should make all the right choices and become a responsible, reliable, mature adult. &lt;/strong&gt;Because its &amp;amp;* miserable living with an idiot older sister, &lt;strong&gt;PERIOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my other idiot sister decides she's going to move in, I am moving &lt;em&gt;OUT&lt;/em&gt;. And they are getting no help from me for THEIR mistakes. They can take care of their own kids and study for their GEDs and get their own jobs and finally GROW UP by themselves. I feel bad for my mother for having such stupid children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Returned some clothes that were too ugly to wear in public to the store...Mom went by herself so, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;We went to mom's work 'cause she wanted to get some stuff done before the week started, so I got to file charts all day. People have some crazy names :/ the Keurig coffee is good, though, if that's even its right name xD da I had...I can't remember what I had but it was good :D I had three stacks of files and I was just getting to the Fs when mom finally gave in 'cause Sam was complaining so much -- though I was kind of feeling sick because I hadn't eaten and it was about 4PM. So we had Baco Tell and returned the rental car and came hoooome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got two new dresses for the assembly.&amp;nbsp;The one I wore to the convention &amp;nbsp;is black with hot pink flowery-things all near the bottom and frilly-ish sleeves and a low, square collar xD;; it brushed nearly over the top of my knees and I was showing my arms and I felt so uncomfortable in it, even though people kept saying I looked really pretty. I was showing too much skin to my liking :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with Ashley&amp;nbsp;all morning&amp;nbsp;so everytime we were with someone we would get a group hug instead of one each xD it was funny. We were walking around and we'd just gone through the door way into the hallway from the main auditorium and this guy randomly asked me what my name was :/ I told him and he was just like "Oh...well...it was nice meeting you..." then he acted all embarrassed or something and looked away and I turned back to Ashley to give her a&amp;nbsp;weirded out&amp;nbsp;look and she blurted "Aww I wish I had people randomly say hello to me!" OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm~ lessee... I think that's about it atm. I'll update Liediut super soon, da~ but first lemme draw something x_____o; My drawing list is simply getting longer and longer and I feel like there are not enough hours in a day. So I end up not going to sleep until like 3AM and then I wake up semi-early and these dark circles under my eyes wont go awaaaay. So I keep telling myself to get more sleep or at least take a nap but I don't want to ;A; and all this make-up is aging me... so I didn't wear any today but I look like a mess. And Chiquita called me the other day but I was outside and had left my phone in my room so I didn't answer it. I wonder if she'd meant to call me to tell me something or if it'd been an accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE TWO POSTERS I WANT FROM WALMART.&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE OF MADHATTERS FACE&lt;br /&gt;AND THE ONE OF KINGDOM HEARTS II&lt;br /&gt;i want them so bad, you guys, &lt;em&gt;so bad&lt;/em&gt;. so, so, so bad but I don't want to spend my money on them because I'm supposed to be saving up for a computer and IT HUUUUURTSSSS. MY PENNY PINCHING IS KILLING ME. Maybe next time I'll just squeeze my eyes shut and pay for them like that. Maybe it wont hurt as much.&lt;br /&gt;augh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love~ &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7807211016965894190?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7807211016965894190/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7807211016965894190' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7807211016965894190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7807211016965894190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-infinity-is-like-cracked-hourglass.html' title='my infinity is like a cracked hourglass'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1371513538891013900</id><published>2010-04-16T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T17:31:35.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i don't reply, that means you said something unworthy of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i keep making sarcastic remarks, it means i'm angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i walk away, it means i'm offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I &lt;strong&gt;really hate people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1371513538891013900?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1371513538891013900/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1371513538891013900' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1371513538891013900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1371513538891013900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-dont-reply-that-means-you-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7962657735787080433</id><published>2010-04-14T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:24:05.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you can do it little phone</title><content type='html'>ugh okay but I get internet back tomorrow hallelujah (or not?) this phone is devil spawn. I like not having internet in a way, like I'm so bored I guess I'll do work ' kind of way. lots of art and finishing up a school subject for good. whoo hoo. i was at the library the other day and this mexican guy who was talking on the phone kept smiling at me. it was frustrating. is it bad that I'm afraid of dragonflies? whatev ihatebugs. and we all know i avoid confrontation by ignoring people so, like, AUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7962657735787080433?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7962657735787080433/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7962657735787080433' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7962657735787080433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7962657735787080433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-can-do-it-little-phone.html' title='you can do it little phone'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6168933228536323425</id><published>2010-04-14T18:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:09:00.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have a shepherding call tomorrow too. this one place has cute dresses in so i ws gonna see if i could get sth. itching to go out in field service TAT;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6168933228536323425?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6168933228536323425/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6168933228536323425' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6168933228536323425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6168933228536323425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-have-shepherding-call-tomorrow-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7882066108061071816</id><published>2010-04-14T18:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:03:55.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I&amp;#39;ve officially lost 10 lbs. yay! and I&amp;#39;m a lil sunburned. not bad though and its already fading. I freckled &amp;gt;A&amp;gt; &lt;br&gt;im excited abt the con! what to wear...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7882066108061071816?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7882066108061071816/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7882066108061071816' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7882066108061071816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7882066108061071816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-i-officially-lost-10-lbs.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7569000873583865065</id><published>2010-03-29T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:33:51.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whats go~in on the floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.teamfishcake.co.uk/worldface/index.php"&gt;This site&lt;/a&gt; just made my life. That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ALSOALSO 3RD SEASON YAY ITS SO SHINYYYYYYYY 8DDDD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7569000873583865065?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7569000873583865065/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7569000873583865065' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7569000873583865065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7569000873583865065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-goin-on-floor.html' title='whats go~in on the floor'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2576554638111661464</id><published>2010-03-29T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:56:07.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gee gee gee gee baby baby baby</title><content type='html'>Too much korean pop, I know. It's sad. Will update Liediut sometime this week. &lt;br /&gt;I have 13 chapters left of this ginormus book left to go and I am super happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left arm has been acting weird. Which is weird. Because when your left side acts weird, that means something weird is going on with your heart. People have tingling in their left arms and their jaw before they have heart attacks. It's gone now, but it does the same thing before you have a panic attack, as well. &lt;br /&gt;So I cut back on the coffee. OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wear my new shoes to the memorial. yeayuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm umumum.... I need to get a qipao, remind me to get one like kind of soon 'cause it's important. I hate bugs. I want one like Taiwan has. It's pretty. Maybe I could just dress up in a black sheet with safety pins :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2576554638111661464?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2576554638111661464/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2576554638111661464' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2576554638111661464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2576554638111661464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/gee-gee-gee-gee-baby-baby-baby.html' title='gee gee gee gee baby baby baby'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2710598786280635828</id><published>2010-03-27T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T02:39:58.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yue lai de guoji hua</title><content type='html'>also also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Sam's Oriental the other day and got beside this angry Chinese lady who was speaking Mandarin to her daughter. They were arguing over the prices :/&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting to be white and understand Chinese. No one expects you to know what they're saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I totally wasn't eavesdropping. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....pockkyyyyy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2710598786280635828?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2710598786280635828/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2710598786280635828' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2710598786280635828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2710598786280635828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/yue-lai-de-guoji-hua.html' title='yue lai de guoji hua'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6369385023965476774</id><published>2010-03-17T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:35:37.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS MY RED STAR i cant let go. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~Mood:&lt;/span&gt; Sleepy, happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;~Hears:&lt;/span&gt; Abney Park - Building Steam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of putting my mp3 player into Shuffle was so that I wouldn't get sick of these songs as easily as I would without it being on shuffle. I don't think my tactic worked.&lt;br /&gt;This might just trigger a meltdown. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, I just got out of the shower. Brushing my hair was as friendly as a growling 10 foot beast with several rows of teeth. I got it done though, yay no tangles?&amp;nbsp; Also, I would like to ask anyone who is reading if it happens to be a full moon as of late, or if there was a severe gas leak anywhere in the US, particularly around the south and east. There are people who seem impossibly unnerving lately, and it's rather annoying. This is where I extract a hammer from the Really Dangerous Drawer Of Really Dangerous Objects You Use to Fix Things, and play batting practice against someone's skull. Maybe Utada's. Maybe Britney's. Maybe &lt;strong&gt;your face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those remarks kind of give away my anger issues, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think for a moment I was doing quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Alice In Wonderland today with my sister. In 3D. I think it was really worth the money, it might be one of my new favorite movies. Not sure about the 3D though, I didn't really find it to be anything special. But I did enjoy the movie and I would definitely buy it. Afterwards we went to the Mall and just browsed around. I purposefully didn't bring my money with me because I don't want to chance spending it on anything, so of course I didn't get anything, except for a free sample of a perfume, which smells &lt;em&gt;fabulous&lt;/em&gt;. I can't wait to wear it somewhere~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the last Harry Potter movie comes out later this year, which I am sort of excited about, but not nearly as much as I usually am about Harry Potter movies. I think it's because of how anti-climactic the trailer is, or the things I've heard that they're going to do to it, not sure. It also might be because it's the &lt;em&gt;last movie&lt;/em&gt;, too, even if there's going to be a second part. &lt;br /&gt;Who knows, I hate movie directors. I'm ready for the ATLA move to come out, though! I can't wait to see if it's good or bad. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...the 3rd season of Hetalia starts March 26th. Yay! Hetalia wiki says it's been titled 'World Series' and treated as something completely different from the first two seasons, so I suppose we'll see what that's all about. I am excited. This makes me want to happy!stalk something/someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dramatic pose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all these retards have made me sort of not want to stalk right now ;a; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER NAME IS ALICEEEEEE!!!!!! //slapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw this I'm going to 4chan :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Er, you wanted me to say something about Kawa-Kon? It was absolutely great x'3 I had a fabulous time. Only down things were Kita and her wonkiness and not-so-attractive venders, but I loffed it. Huzzah~&lt;br /&gt;Totally glad I got invited :DD had a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy!drinks tea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6369385023965476774?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6369385023965476774/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6369385023965476774' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6369385023965476774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6369385023965476774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-my-red-star-i-cant-let-go.html' title='ITS MY RED STAR i cant let go. . .'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5267707974801003875</id><published>2010-03-03T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T19:11:10.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;WHAT DOES LARA CROFT HAVE TO DO WITH LIBRARY BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I really hope you're brooke&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;because if you're not&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;this is going to be pretty awkward&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;um i'm sorry, who is this?&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;8T&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND SHE DOES&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I SAID I TAKE HER asarolemodelseriouslySOITRYTOBEINVINCIBLELIKEHER.like...unecessarily&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;lara croft = reading your library books before returning them&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;SURE W/E&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHEN YOU'RE OLDER&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:c&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was always more of an Idiana Jones person&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Indiana&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Idiana Jones was a creep&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;so was Idiatic&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;he was always running into walls&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a band-aid on my pointer finger man&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can't type&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then take it off&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;.... &lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you think I just have a band-aid on my finger for no reason?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I stopped doing that a couple months ago&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;doing what&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A COUPLE OF MONTHS?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;putting on kick ass hello kity band-aids even though I wasn't cut&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I used to have Jesus band aids =P&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;did you wear them to bible class?&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://cornerstore.net.au/wp-content/uploads/wpsc/product_images/Jesus%20Bandaids.jpg\&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;nah man&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;see if I did&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then everyone would start wearin' them&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then it wouldn't be cool anymore&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i hate it when people copy me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i have this friend&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;omg&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;glksjadfl;ksdja;lkdasj;flkasdjf;kldasjf;lsdkajfl;asdkjfdas&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that is all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;does she&amp;nbsp; go into emo bockses?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;yeah when I was in primary school&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I always wore thigh high socks and a skirt&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;then all of the girls started doing it 8T&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;because you were so kawaii-desu&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;did the guys do it, too?&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i kno rite =^____________________________^=&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; DDD8&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;no&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;fffffffff&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;aussie would've&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(has forgotten about him and only remembers by seeing the pic in her gallery)&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bro they were like 8 years old 8T&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;such a good mother&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;WAIT WHO SAID--oh yeah i'm the mom. wait. or am i? I THOUGHT...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;okay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i'm a pretty good ma, yo D8&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;you just sip tea and golf and ignore our son&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This person posted a friends... request thing and we basically have the same interests, but there's a 10 year age difference and I don't know if I should comment LOL&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;TEA&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;TEA&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;HOW&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;DARE&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;MENTION&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;TEA&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;IN MY PRESENCE&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i thought you were in florida&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;what's that supposed to mean&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:3 ohyouknowwhatitmeans&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; [somecrackinducedemoticon]&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;WHY ARE YOU SO ALIENATING&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad just bought me a new desk like... a week ago? two maybe&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and everynight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;he comes home after work and asks me "So how's your new desk working out?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"is it roomy?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"yeah it's nice"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;idk how to tell someone how a desk is like&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;does it try to talk to you at 3AM &lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;no the man outside my window takes care of that for it&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;whats he out there for&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;so we can fangirl about sexy koreans together&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I went to go open SAI forgetting that I had a half naked guy there ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;scared me&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;......&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it better be my pic&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;plushenko was amazing&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;what's plushenko&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I kind of find it creepy&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;its one of the newer japanese art programs&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;how I reply a bit faster than you do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;like I'm just waiting for you to reply&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's not that, I'm just not really doing much else &lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it's a lot like sai and opencanvas&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it has a really nice layout of things too&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;send me a screencap?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;actually nvm&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can find one LOL&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;okay&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://images.google.com/images?q=plushenko&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;third picture&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;nice layout it has&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;..................&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;IS THIS JUST A FIGURE SKATER?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;YOU KNOW I JUST BELIEVE YOU WHEN YOU SAY THINGS&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;YES ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;..............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;........................&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;FNDJAUSIHDUSAFBCHDFBHSJD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;SADSJAK&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;DSADUSA&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;DAMN IT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AUGH&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;xD&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I kept putting in&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;plushenko art&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;plushenko probgram&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*program&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;FFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I HATE YOU&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;omg xD&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;also&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Apolo Ohno would be pretty nice looking if he didn't have a tiny dead cat on his chin.&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ohno&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;he does?&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;yeah look&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://images.google.com/images?q=SAI%20paint%20tool&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh sorry&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I meant &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://images.google.com/images?q=apolo%20ohno&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wi&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I get them confused all the time ^__^&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ohikr they're so similar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;augh he's so ugly &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the japanese guy in 3rd place was ugly too&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;really?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't think so&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;idr&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;that canadian guy was pretty fug though&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;didn't get to see the koreans to well&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;johnny was very obviously ghey&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just saw a video of them dancing to abracadabra on the winner's stand&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oh yeah of course&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ilikedhiscorsetoutfit&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I missed him&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;all I know is that&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;he likes Super Junior ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;it fits so well&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;.....&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;on his homepage&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;under favorite artists&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;suju is there&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;your obsession with koreans is really obvious, you know that?&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;n-no&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;/changes name&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;shit&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the kpop fandom kind of ruined my name for me&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;everytime someone calls my name&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel like a weaboo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I CAN'T HELP IT&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;IT'S MY NAME SOB&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; /*ugly&lt;br /&gt;LEEEE says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;IKR&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;EXACTLY&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, I'm gonna go so I can concentrate on why I turned my computer on for LOL&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND SON OF A BITCH I MISSED THE DAILY SHOW&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;JSDAKDNJSAK&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ok bye&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;*what&lt;br /&gt;•✩你 的 梦✩•&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - ✖-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i f&amp;nbsp; w e&amp;nbsp; e v e r&amp;nbsp; . . . said (6:22 PM):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;....what&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5267707974801003875?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5267707974801003875/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5267707974801003875' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5267707974801003875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5267707974801003875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/leeee-says-does-lara-croft-have-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5601766723295434542</id><published>2010-03-02T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T23:15:45.994-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh... o__O sorry for that accident post of that olympics .gif&lt;br /&gt;it was being a mofo. blogger said it would rather stab itself in the eye and photobucket said it didn't matter how many times it stabs itself in the eye, it doesn't ease the pain of HAVING TO WORK FOR ONCE IN ITS FORSAKEN PATHETIC LIFE. / rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i has tea. i has youtube to watch olympics because i missed them. i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5601766723295434542?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5601766723295434542/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5601766723295434542' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5601766723295434542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5601766723295434542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7444602700678252955</id><published>2010-02-21T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:05:48.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>F*CK YOU COMRADE I'M GOING TO KILL YOU</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I just realized? Redheads are supposedly very hot tempered, but then to go along with that, I have anger issues. I'm surprised I haven't broken anything yet. &lt;br /&gt;...Well, there was those barbies, and then that Gamecube controller, and then that one time, but NO ONE REALLY CARES LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom just freaking told me my other sister, Madeline, is pregnant &lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;GOD ALMIGHTY&amp;nbsp;I HATE MY SISTERS. FFFFF I'M READY TO SUFFOCATE SOMETHING. WHY. &lt;em&gt;WHY. &lt;/em&gt;THEY'RE SO STUPID. I FEEL LIKE I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAME OUT WITH A DECENT KNOWLEDGE OF COMMON SENSE. FOR GOD'S SAKE. I HATE SIBLINGS. I HATE THEM! &lt;br /&gt;I LIKE JUST HAVING MY NEPHEW OKAY. MY &lt;em&gt;ONE &lt;/em&gt;NEPHEW. NOT TWO MORE. I'M GONNA KILL MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT HER THOUGH IS SHE LIVES WITH HER &lt;em&gt;FIANCE&lt;/em&gt;, SO SHE DOESN'T LIVE HERE, BUT I'M STILL RAGING OVER THIS. OKAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I MEANT A HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FITH IN MY LAST BLOG POST, NOT TWENTY-FIFTH. I THINK I PASSED THAT BACK IN GRADE SCHOOL, YO. (wait...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD TOTALLY TELL YOU ABOUT WHAT I DID THIS WEEKEND BBY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I WOULD FEEL LAME BECAUSE THE PERSON I HUNG OUT WITH IS TOTALLY READING THIS. AND I'M A LOSER THAT WAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TO ALL THE TARDS I KNOW READ THIS BLOG BUT NEVER COMMENT OR IM ME OR ANYTHING. YOU WILL HAVE TO SHOW YOUR FACE SOME TIME. ESPECIALLY SINCE I DON'T HAVE THOSE &lt;em&gt;ANNOYING DISTRACTING STRIPES IN MY LAYOUT ANYMORE, &lt;/em&gt;AND EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT POSTING PICTURES OF MY &lt;em&gt;GREAT SMILE&lt;/em&gt; HERE ANYMORE. YOU SHOULD REALLY ASK ME WHY I HATE YOU SO MUCH LATELY, TOO. &lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE HELL, I REALLY am over our thing a bit. Thought it'd be fantastic but it really turned out to not be so. It makes me want to kick someones face in.&lt;br /&gt;Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pretending I don't care bothers the &amp;amp;* out of me, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7444602700678252955?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7444602700678252955/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7444602700678252955' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7444602700678252955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7444602700678252955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/02/fck-you-comrade-im-going-to-kill-you.html' title='F*CK YOU COMRADE I&apos;M GOING TO KILL YOU'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5150122095363322450</id><published>2010-02-13T21:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:13:17.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/kuroshitsuji/images/9/98/TMBDiTW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="320" src="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/kuroshitsuji/images/9/98/TMBDiTW.jpg" width="225" /&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;FFFFFFFF CIEL'S HIGHHEELS omg ;A;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this pic is beautiful *3*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5150122095363322450?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5150122095363322450/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5150122095363322450' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5150122095363322450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5150122095363322450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/02/ffffffff-ciels-highheels-omg-this-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5541747190663328914</id><published>2010-02-07T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:32:52.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OOOOOI~! Y'all totally missed me &lt;strike&gt;for a day wtf you even left? loser. &lt;/strike&gt;, didn't y'all? &lt;br /&gt;A lot happened within two days x"D but right now I'm listening to AXIS's CD. It's a really good CD, though I wanted the demo. We had to scram before I could get it (lead singer was burning it + tracklist), though, 'cause the rave was turning into a tard-worthy 18+, and I am entirely truthful without bitterness that that guy could not sing 8C I wanted to throw my glowstick at him. But I got &lt;strong&gt;Death Rebirth&lt;/strong&gt;, which was originally 10$, but since they couldn't give me the demo in time, they just took my five and gave me their full CD. Awesome deal 8D Got pictures with amazing lead singer and amazing guitarist, who I think's names are&amp;nbsp;"Vixx" and Steven xD &lt;br /&gt;Shhyyeeaaaah~~~~! &lt;br /&gt;I also got pictures with female!Link and Gay!Sasuke. I also got crammed into an elevator with them, too. It was great 8DD everyone was really nice~ I got an autograph from the narrator (fffff sp?) of DBZ, and he also does Gohan's voice, too (enter stalkerish face heeere) hshshshs~ ;3; everyone was super cooool~ everytime we entered a room the host was like "EVERYONE PAY ATTENTION TO THE NEWBIES" and I was like "8D who meeeee~~~?"&amp;nbsp; Kita lost her phone at one point xD oh but that's nothing new~ She'd probably be happy if she actually DID lose it and got to get a new one LOL &lt;br /&gt;We all got striped bunny ear hatssss O3O Me and Kita got pink and black and Jazz got purple and black~ they're fantasticccc. I also got a black cat-eared one, with some blue plaid and chains and safety pinsss! I'm still wearing it. It makes me happy. She was really sweet, you could tell she bought her stuff straight from Japan ( I wanted to speak some Japanese to her, but my Japanese is wtf!retarded lately ). So it was all cute. Before she started packing up and everything she gave me and kita some fuzzy pink wallets with stars and swirls on them ;A; they're so cuuute~ I think I only have about 36$ left, but I think I might be doing some babysitting for a bit, so I'll have &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;income, da? Speaking of da, NO HETALIA STUFF WHATSOEVER. SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED FOGO IS SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED. One picture. ONE. The artist was really nice though. We nerded out over COPIC markers and artwork and whatnot, and her friend made a really good Katara (from ATLA, woooh~!1) but she'd said that her friend put some Hetalia stuff up at another con and sold COMPLETELY out, so yeah, definitely still doing those Hetalia chibis &amp;lt;8D&lt;br /&gt;But I'm about to watch them on their Deviantarts, so yay! I'll leave little comments on their pages ;3; 'cause i'm&amp;nbsp;cool that way. &lt;strike&gt;loser fogo likes making fwends. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! I'm in love with this CD. It makes me want to dance. It's so awesome. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm~ what else? Ah, I'm drinking Oolong Tea, which is really good! thank you Jazz!!! &amp;lt;3333!&lt;br /&gt;OH. And after the Cosplay Contest the host pulled me and Kita on stage to caramelldansen with all the cosplayers ;a; I'm not all that confident, but it was kinda euphoric, like I should've been wearing a "8DDDDDD!" face the entire time. Same feeling I had in the Rave. Which a lot of people didn't come to :c but it was still fuuuun~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably remember more stuff later, and I'll probably blog about it more x3 so yoosshhhh? 3 sence is ur total sirrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, when we finally got back into Little Rock, me and mom stayed at Kita's for about 20 minutes. She taught me how to play Dearly Beloved on the keyboard. YESSS!!!! Sankyuu vury muchhhh ;A;!!! I'm glad I'm faster at learning it than I thought I was. SO THOSE PIANO LESSONS REALLY DID HELP...A BIT 8D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tugs on her cat ears* nyaaa~ now i hafta do something so I can look good in my Rena cosplaaaay~~~ RENA DRAWS HETALIA CHIBIS YOSH SHE DUZ. COMING LIVE TO A CON NEAR YOOOOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Oi~ Jazz lemme borrow (a borrowed book. I borrowed a borrowed book. the more i look at that word the weirder it is!) Comickers Art 3. WHICH IS LIEK KEWL MAN 'cause I have both comickers 1 and 2, and I'd been wondering when the 3rd one would come out. So daaa! I gets to finally reads it hshsh~ &lt;br /&gt;I hung the poster I got up~! WHY DOES EVERYTHING SHRINK IN MY ROOM? D8 it's wallet sized, now! Just like that death note poster. oh the confusiooooon~&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/S2-QOL4gdLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AMzUDBIXpvU/s1600-h/DSCN4615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S2-QOL4gdLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AMzUDBIXpvU/s320/DSCN4615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for all the yellowy glowy-ness. It's a bad picture, but YOSH. Ciel! From Kuroshitsuji! I hope I'm not saying that wrong, because you know how my Japanese likes to tape kick me signs on my back :c&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;Yep, me and this mountain dew bottle had a pretty amazing time, didn't we, mountain dew bottle? And for some reason, I guess I'm tired and I don't know it or something, but I keep saying random words. I randomly added the word 'school' onto the end of a text message to my sister earlier today while I was at Toxic Hell. It wasn't even ABOUT school XD she sounded really dejected. &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;OH OH OH I ALSO GOT PICTURES WITH JACK SKELLINGTON. HE WAS SO NICE. I WAS ALL BFFS Y/Y?&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;aaaand, I'm going to&amp;nbsp;go ;3; soooooooo~ night&amp;nbsp;you guuuuuys!&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fogo~&amp;nbsp;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/7099251623862766031-5541747190663328914?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5541747190663328914/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5541747190663328914' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5541747190663328914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5541747190663328914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/02/oooooi-yall-totally-missed-me-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S2-QOL4gdLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/AMzUDBIXpvU/s72-c/DSCN4615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7127979264697311988</id><published>2010-01-28T02:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:33:57.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fffff hi you guys. its January 28th and I'm officially 17 today! 8D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's 2AM and I haven't slept yet BUT IT COUNTS. I AM AMAZING. &lt;br /&gt;and I should be making some more goals to reach by the end of the year, and I'll do that once I wake up from going to sleep tonight/this morning XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whilst i have your attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/i/w/2/obama-light-saber-sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mt="true" src="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/i/w/2/obama-light-saber-sm.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;OBAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone on Hetalia Kink made a fanart comic strip of America fighting Obama with one of those. I should save it, I really should. I wish I could post it to show all of you, but alas, I would not feel comfortable showing a-not-very-well-known artist's artwork without their permission or anything. Because I know if someone posted one of my pictures on their blog without asking me or anything (even if they were just saying "omg so pretty") I would start my very own RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE FESSSSSSTTTTT. &lt;br /&gt;(3-year-old mindset Fogo doesn't like sharing)&lt;br /&gt;But just so you know. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm still up. It was raining a few minutes ago. But last night I went to bed at 4AM and woke up at 11AM, and I was really tired around 9PM today but mom was all "zomg american idol is on =O comewatchcomewatch!!1" and so i did. While drinking dr pepper and eating ice cream. OTL&lt;br /&gt;....and i'm awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ish&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;More of a zombie than anything but I'm too lazy to go to bed, so I'll stay up a bit longer until my eyeballs threaten to pop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;my mom has a part-time job right now, and if she's hired it'll be full time, but she's still deciding if she likes it there or not. She says the doctors are real nice, but some of the co-workers were gsbgsbbgsgs, so IDK what she's gonna do, but just as an update da?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, ohhh, fine I'll update liediut.....later.....&lt;br /&gt;Messy hair is uber cute~ aaa ;3;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7127979264697311988?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7127979264697311988/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7127979264697311988' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7127979264697311988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7127979264697311988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/fffff-hi-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1175276926989872982</id><published>2010-01-27T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:17:02.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....And Kuroshitsuji just made me want to bawl my eyes out. WTF. OTL. HURRY UP AND UPDATE TTTATTT *bawws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, failworthy Vista, what be this?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S1_naktzdZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qDXYO-Yz2RE/s1600-h/EXCUSE+ME.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S1_naktzdZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qDXYO-Yz2RE/s320/EXCUSE+ME.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;....UH, GOOD? SO WHY AM I BEING NOTIFIED?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think this is funny since IT'S ALWAYS MALFUNCTIONING AND CAN'T BE CONVENIENT, that ONCE IT THINKS "HEY, I ACTUALLY DID A PRETTY GOOD JOB ON LOADING THIS TIME", IT HAS TO NOTIFY ME IN A BRATTY TONE, THAT &lt;em&gt;No error occurred~~~!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps vista*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1175276926989872982?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1175276926989872982/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1175276926989872982' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1175276926989872982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1175276926989872982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S1_naktzdZI/AAAAAAAAAYI/qDXYO-Yz2RE/s72-c/EXCUSE+ME.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2234909293895438136</id><published>2010-01-25T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:34:14.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*at a convention*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; Ahh, wait a sec, I'm really thirsty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audrey:&lt;/strong&gt; Ooo don't drink the Pine Bluff water, you'll turn black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; *stares* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audrey:&lt;/strong&gt; I know. I'm horrible xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; I AM SO ANGRY AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN CARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; OH TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED BBY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; Was she wearing &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=harem+pants&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi="&gt;these?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo: &lt;/strong&gt;SHE WRONGED ME SO HARD WHILE WEARING THOSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*at a convention*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/strong&gt; *randomly walks up and grabs Fogo's boob* HAHA I grabbed your boob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; OMGWTFBBQ? *grabs Jennifer's boob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jennifer:&lt;/strong&gt; GAH D8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; you did it first x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Zelda:&lt;/strong&gt; I'M GOING TO AMERICA WISH ME LUCK 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*FACEBOOK*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia and America became fans of "Against Racism"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; *coffeesplurt* ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; I joke a lot about having a fetish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; So much I think I'm actually starting to develop one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee:&lt;/strong&gt; I saw this asian guy the other day and I had to stop myself from walking up to him and saying "hey bby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; Da, I should draw you something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; The land of Awesome? Yosh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiro:&lt;/strong&gt; YOSHHHH!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiro:&lt;/strong&gt; AND ITS RULERS!!! &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; YAY! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiro: &lt;/strong&gt;AND YOU GET YOUR OWN SLEAZY SNAIL IN RETURN &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo: &lt;/strong&gt;I'M SO FREAKING HAPPY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*talking on the phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; Because my Facebook account stopped working for me so I made a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; ooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm having to move EVERYTHING over to my new one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL I can see it. Right click, save picture, upload, right click, save picture, upload...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; uugughhgghskfdjas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; you sound SO ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT IT, TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; OH I AM JUST BURSTING WITH HAPPINESS LET ME TELL YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; IT MAKES ME WANT TO JUST LEAP FOR JOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL why don't you just tag your new account in all the pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; ...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh wow, I feel like such an idiot right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; msn is actually a conspiracy run by windows vista supporters who believe Playstation conned money out of people by saying the PS1 was an upgrade from previous game systems, where all they really did was mash a few random pieces of a Nintendo 64 system, rearrange the buttons on the controler, and kick it until the gameplay ran a little smoother (due to the kicking knocking Screw a1 loose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; woah, what did I just say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;51. You consider Prussia as a number. (BECAUSE PRUSSIA IS AWESOME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Really? So what happen if I divide Prussia by zero? Let See! *world implodes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuro:&lt;/strong&gt; Very good. I'm trying to learn Russian through an online course... it's... like trying to learn﻿ a language through an online course. OTL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PedobearOP: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You-filled-kink-, asfdfdakjfjd!!!!! &lt;strike&gt;(anon since you already have my eternal love and devotion, lets make it official and get married)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PotHeadJesus:&lt;/strong&gt; Wow, I just got one hell of a troll comment on my page :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KaiHallarn111:&lt;/strong&gt; with a name like that are you surprised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita and Boko:&lt;/strong&gt; *dials chinese phone numbers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Please leave a message after the beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; ~BEEEEEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boko:&lt;/strong&gt; NI HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAO~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phone:&lt;/strong&gt; Message Erased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW EPISODE OF HETALIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; *KEYBOARD MASH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AronY14:&lt;/strong&gt; i just wanna know how do you edit your pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AronY14:&lt;/strong&gt; me im just starting photography but im not really good at editing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoatherechief:&lt;/strong&gt; I suggest that you use subtlety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AronY14:&lt;/strong&gt; is that a program?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; HEY WE HAVEN'T TALKED IN FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tai:&lt;/strong&gt; IKR! Midterms are killing me :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; FJKLSD;AJ;FLKDSA HOMG ME TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fogo:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoever invented midterms is going to get their midterm kicked into oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;** koffeeben has left&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frozen-Jakalope:&lt;/strong&gt; BENJAMIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frozen-Jakalope:&lt;/strong&gt; GET BACK HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frozen-Jakalope:&lt;/strong&gt; NOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** koffeeben has joined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;koffeeben:&lt;/strong&gt; I'M BACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frozen-Jakalope:&lt;/strong&gt; Damn straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyu-Neko:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Why do they call it XBOX 360? cause when you look at it, you turn 360 degrees and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daani:&lt;/strong&gt;... 360 is turning back to the place you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TheJackal-XIII:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't invade for thirty seconds and then go OMFGWHATEVER 8C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quickdraw:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't invade for thirty seconds and then go OMFGWHATEVER 8C --- sounds like my prom night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linkzerofurry:&lt;/strong&gt; i cant figuer how to put my art in the computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoscaDeMantequilla:&lt;/strong&gt; Push ALT and F4 at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** Linkzerofurry has left&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoscaDeMantequilla:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nirach:&lt;/strong&gt; Newbies xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** Linkzerofurry has joined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linkzerofurry:&lt;/strong&gt; dick heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can-i-haz-cookie: &lt;/strong&gt;he meant CTRL + W. not alt F4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** Linkzerofurry has left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MoscaDeMantequilla:&lt;/strong&gt; ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nirach:&lt;/strong&gt; AHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can-i-haz-cookie:&lt;/strong&gt; ROUND 2 GOES TO COOKIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AndaluBee: &lt;/strong&gt;I f*ckin' hate the litterbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illith-Anthonar:&lt;/strong&gt; So use a toilet like the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abhishrut:&lt;/strong&gt; Dont worry me and my dog used to poop all over and everywhere in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abhishrut:&lt;/strong&gt; wait no :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abhishrut:&lt;/strong&gt; I didnt OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Picture on Facebook of my aunt and cousin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 1:&lt;/strong&gt; That's a very cute photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 2:&lt;/strong&gt; Isn't that? They're so photogenic. I'm going to crop and frame this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 3: &lt;/strong&gt;Okay ladies, get real, my head looks very out of sorts...Is that me trying to look casual? I gotta work on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 1:&lt;/strong&gt; Shut up. It is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;excuse me, all the credit goes to the photographer for actually snagging a picture of Susan NOT posing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 2:&lt;/strong&gt; ...actually she is kinda working the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 1:&lt;/strong&gt; lol. seriously, I really do think that's the key tho. all the ones you get of non-poses are the best ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 1: &lt;/strong&gt;HEEHH HEEHH *loud Jennifer laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 2:&lt;/strong&gt; although, I do love the ones I get of her trying to suck her neck in - priceless! OK, I'll be getting the beatdown for that now for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt 4:&lt;/strong&gt; yes the dreaded Turkey neck gene! dammit! Mine is so far gone there is no amount of movement to make the folds go away.....what a handsome boy/man!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fogo:&lt;/b&gt; *KEYBOARD MASH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ljcmt9961154" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audrey:&lt;/b&gt; *BUTTCHEEKS CLENCH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anon:&lt;/strong&gt; IN SOVIET RUSSIA, SENSE MAKES YOU&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S RIGHT. I SAID IT. I WENT THERE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2234909293895438136?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2234909293895438136/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2234909293895438136' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2234909293895438136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2234909293895438136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/at-convention-fogo-ahh-wait-sec-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5168006335246713716</id><published>2010-01-21T22:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:06:17.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scandinavians listen to Scandinavian music. Sorry if I don't like Visual Kei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, JAPANESE MUSIC! D8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5168006335246713716?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5168006335246713716/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5168006335246713716' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5168006335246713716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5168006335246713716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/scandinavians-listen-to-scandinavian.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3998256566088380643</id><published>2010-01-21T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:47:32.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanshan haaaao~ I think. OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slapped*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the East End Laundromat today because our dryer has lost its mind ( aka something in there is rubbing against something it shouldn't and might cause a spark and send the house up in flames. much like how people don't use me to cook dinner) &lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR WE WERE GOING TO GET SHOT OMG. It was all broken down and like sixty dryers were out of order and there were old beaten down houses on the other side of the street. OTL OTL OTL. &lt;br /&gt;And all the signs hanging on the walls had really really bad spelling (which mom randomly screamed "ASIAN!" at.) and it was just scary. &lt;br /&gt;I was surprised the magazines and newspaper in there were up to date. I was like &lt;em&gt;surely....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as we were leaving, the owners pulled up. Asians. &lt;br /&gt;FFFFFF HOW DID SHE KNOW DDDD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playlist change, btw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3998256566088380643?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3998256566088380643/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3998256566088380643' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3998256566088380643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3998256566088380643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/wanshan-haaaao-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2434739141378592199</id><published>2010-01-10T00:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:36:20.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i baked cookies today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2434739141378592199?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2434739141378592199/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2434739141378592199' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2434739141378592199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2434739141378592199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-baked-cookies-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4440539444424536767</id><published>2010-01-02T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:08:32.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT MY OWN COMPUTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;;3;&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/7099251623862766031-4440539444424536767?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4440539444424536767/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4440539444424536767' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4440539444424536767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4440539444424536767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-my-own-computer-ff-you-guys-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/S0AlpfGY-pI/AAAAAAAAAWA/128wNVQ1dOc/s72-c/ugh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2156148927843823775</id><published>2010-01-01T00:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:56:39.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new art blog! 'Tis &lt;a href="http://liediutfaerinh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liediut Faerinh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice, da? This is my personal blog, the other is the art half, so nyaa nyaa *goes off to bug Kita*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2156148927843823775?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2156148927843823775/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2156148927843823775' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2156148927843823775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2156148927843823775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-new-art-blog-tis-liediut-faerinh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-389626081898492163</id><published>2009-12-21T03:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:24:51.647-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//NEXT STEP</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; happy / regretful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Soup + earl grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Blackmore's Night - Loreley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I haven't blogged in forever. I think I typed up a couple of drafts, but never actually posted anything.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm lying again :"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my geez, this guy has BIG TEETH D8! It's like a whole screen of white or something. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;*hops* uru uru uru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsuccessful material shopping trip was unsuccessful! Woe is me. Don't you hate it when people say something someone said was 'gay'? It's like, when I think of someone saying something that's considered 'gay' to someone, I think of the grown men who act in children shows. I don't know. And the color pink.&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered why using the word 'gay' instead of 'stupid' bothered people, but you know, lately I'm finding it rather irksome.&lt;br /&gt;If that slang became so ginormously popular, then, do you think, people all around the world would start saying 'yaoi' for homosexuals? Or do you think this generation would regress back to using the proper words for everything and calling homosexuals homosexuals?&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't think regress is the right word for it. Upgrade, maybe? Regress for progress' sake? I had a friend who lives in the UK and she only told me, after the 1500th time I'd said it, to please stop saying 'whats up' because she didn't understand what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much I love Eilera. They are one good band, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle. I finally bought the Hitchhikers Guide To the Galaxy. The book, not the movie. It's really hilarious. It's really hard for books to make me laugh, so I'd say this one's a real winner :") I really liked how Alan Rickman voiced Marvin in the movie. It made my day. Alan Rickman REALLY doesn't play parts that suit him, though, like Sweeney Todd and apparently in the upcoming Alice in Wonderland movie, he's supposed to play a caterpillar. Eeek, right? So I think Marvin was really good for his voice. They fit, da?&lt;br /&gt;Man come on a &lt;i&gt;caterpillar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That movie DOES look like a masterpiece though. Johnny Depp just looks amazing *3*&lt;br /&gt;His eyebrows are really out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of really being out there, WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING AVATAR WAS REALLY GOOD? Okay it looks like one of those beefcake comic-book movies like Wolverine or Spiderman or something. Looks totally unappealing to me, really. I don't want to pay just to watch a bunch of blue people run around make more blue people or whatever .________.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna see Avatar: The Last Airbender's movie, though. I hope it's not like Dragonball Evolution, though, because that was an &lt;b&gt;epic fail&lt;/b&gt; on multiple levels. In the general opinion. I must speak for everyone, because whoever disagrees really must have bad taste.&lt;br /&gt;I just said one of my best friend's has really bad taste. OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so, I need a new foot-thing for my sewing machine because it's faulty. It doesn't like me to use it.&lt;br /&gt;d'aw.&lt;br /&gt;sarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah, I'll take Audrey's word for it and plaster my walls with my own artwork. Maybe tear out a few more pages of over stuffs. But still make room for posters. There was a lot of cute pictures at hobby lobby. it made me mad x_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winding down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say. I'm tired. Steph and Lindsey walked right past me today without even saying anything, which I mean is to be expected because they are uber snooty, but I mean even Tess, from &lt;i&gt;Texarkana&lt;/i&gt; who I think I've talked to ONCE, spoke with me and gave me a hug and stuff. So did everyone else. Why does this make me so mad? Why does everyone make me feel like I'm the only one who thinks that family has no personality?&lt;br /&gt;And how come all the elders keep giving all my friends hugs and pats on the backs when they don't even look at me? what's wrong with me? I don't get it! I hate people, and I suppose I'm not all that bothered by it, but it still got on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;You know, you can be unsure about whose side you're on, if the parents are divorced. You can be neutral and be nice to either one of them &lt;b&gt;WITHOUT HAVING AN ACCUSING AIR. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHERE I GET ANGRY AND TEAR SOMEONE'S EYES OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O but I wasn't mad. I was fine today :") yummy tea~~ x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hammer&lt;/i&gt; the anger dooooown~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. And she's just like her older sister, so it doesn't matter. It really doesn't. end of my people rant.&lt;br /&gt;because people are people and you know what i'm going to be sitting some where drinking my coffee reading a book and petting my sleeping dog and thinking "You know what, I remember those two girls I used to hang out with. They were so snobby. Hmm~" and that will absolutely be the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd try drawing right now but I'd just manage to mash a pencil through the book. So all in all, I think this had better end now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never went to the asian store :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-389626081898492163?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/389626081898492163/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=389626081898492163' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/389626081898492163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/389626081898492163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/next-step.html' title='//NEXT STEP'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2291203835956254336</id><published>2009-12-15T04:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:17:11.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, delirious, dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; WHERES MY TEA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MELL - Repeat (Deep Forest Remix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi~ so I updated my music player!&lt;br /&gt;Most of the videos are from youtube so I'm expecting them to get deleted quickly and have to re-update my playlist again. Repeat this about five times until I give up. Ahhh welll~ hope you get a good listen out of it before so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started watching Lucky Star. I'd tried to read it and watch it before, but I wasn't really interested. I couldn't get into it, but I'm just now on Episode 2 and it's so cuuuuuute ;3; it makes me laugh, too, because it's like, you can totally relate to some of the stuff that goes on and it's kinda innocent and stuff xDD&lt;br /&gt;I'm like~ this is the anime you watch when you want wholesome entertainment for real 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going material shopping this weekend! I can't waaaait~ I hope I find all the right materials! I might have to stitch some of the designs on myself, but that'll be okay. As long as it looks cool in the end. The only thing I think I won't be able to find is the skirt design. I tried to google image search when I was trying to perfect the sketch and it was all "WTF?" soooo~ it shows how good of a chance I have :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...I'm gonna have to make some of the jewelry too. And I think it's really convenient that that really cheap jewelry store just opened up too WAHA! I can get some stuff from there. I love love love accessories but i &lt;i&gt;hate &lt;/i&gt;spending money on them with a passion! It's like torture for me to spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, decided this. The left stocking I'll be wearing will be a whole color with the chinese character for death printed on it. I'll decide the colors for that, probably purple with the character in silver or something, and the other stocking will be white or off-white. A light color to contrast against all the dark :D 'cause the boots are gonna be black and...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it'll all come together lovely, though. Most of the things I don't plan, do?&lt;br /&gt;It's just like writing fanfiction neee~ remember when I had like 8 of those going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll either have to stop biting my nails or get a manicure, because in the sketch (or original fanart, with both me and kita in it) I had sharp red nails, soooo~ this'll be fun 8"D&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure if I'm gonna get platform boots. Those look sort of really weird to me sometimes...Maybe I'll just get stiletto boots, 'cause those are really cute...IDK IDK IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST DONE WITH MIDTERMS YAY! holy crap they're killing me 8C it's deeeath.School stresses me out so much it's not even funny. It's probably the reason my hair is like falling out.&amp;nbsp; OH SPEAKING OF SAYING LIKE&lt;br /&gt;Poland's voice is too manly! They should've made a woman voice himmmmmm D; it's alll wroonnggg!&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll get used to it but meanwhile I'm still not happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWEEEEEE I wanna watch the new HP movie over and over againnnnn~ it's awesomeness yo. I hate that a lot of it is about teenage romance, but I raelly like it. I think this one and the fourth are the best ones so far. I totally can't wait for the two last movies!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going by myself though because people talking during movies annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ THE BOOKS. OMG. If I hear one more "It was horrible. You couldn't even follow what was going on and it didn't make any sense" I'm going to throttle someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fff you guys my entire family is on facebook. This isn't funny. Hailie is freaking beautiful and Victoria looks picture perfect and and I feel like the ugliest person in the world OTL&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;{UGLY DUCKLING}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-but a-a-a-anyw-way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;people keep calling her amazing and smart and awesome and SINCE WHEN HAS SOMEONE SAID I WAS AMAZING AND SMART? TAT I-I CAN SPEAK FOUR LANGUAGES AND I MAKE STRAIGHT A'S AND I'M ARTISTICALLY INCLINED AND I CAN CODE WEBSITES AND AND....&lt;br /&gt;i hate life ;_______________;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; [/ suck it up ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone like Chai white tea? Because I really don't. So if you want some, you can have it. I think I've used 2 tea bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ boko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2291203835956254336?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2291203835956254336/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2291203835956254336' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2291203835956254336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2291203835956254336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/mood-sleepy-delirious-dramatic-intake.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-412447897713372031</id><published>2009-12-14T03:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T03:59:23.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLY SH~YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Musical, epic (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Epica - Kingdom Of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I've calmed down a bit, so here's an update that actually makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth lingers quietly&lt;br /&gt;Sprouting from the rotten floorboards&lt;br /&gt;Listening to you deny your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;While the world you've created&lt;br /&gt;Shines bright in a diseased reality&lt;br /&gt;Marring your castle walls&lt;br /&gt;And doubtlessly&lt;br /&gt;You portray stubborness at its best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the ice, above the broken&lt;br /&gt;The dull cry of salvation flutters&lt;br /&gt;Just out of reach, relentlessly paining&lt;br /&gt;Those who can't admit error&lt;br /&gt;Let us be blindfolded, because that is&lt;br /&gt;All we are ever good for&lt;br /&gt;Gag us, because&lt;br /&gt;Our words tear even ourselves apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, we conduct a cacophony&lt;br /&gt;Of a bloody ending lasting for an eternity&lt;br /&gt;Our lives set alight, screaming our sins&lt;br /&gt;As roses bloom golden &lt;br /&gt;And the sky presses down on us&lt;br /&gt;Just in case, I've written in vain &lt;br /&gt;Because only my hopes could be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In seconds after our last confinement&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another. I know, my poetry all sounds the same :/ I just feel sappy if I write about love (i don't have any of that stuff, anyway), vulgar if I write something angry and revenge-y, or anti-christian if its a bit too...vivid.&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on changing my style up a bit, so we'll see how that goes, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap this coffee is good. Of course everything tastes better at nearly 3AM. Everything sounds better, too. It's like you're immediately hyper-sensitive if you stay up after your bedtime xD normal people! I feel awesome. I used to stay up till 6AM every single night, but now I'm...old. Just old. In 4 years I'll be 20. I feel like a preteen instead of a middle/late teen. This is so strange. Where did my years go?&lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want them back k. I hate change. I &lt;b&gt;hate &lt;/b&gt;it. I mean, new music and trying a different style is okay, but major changes like moving out or getting a job makes me really really nervous and pessimistic. I have to take deep breaths and drink green tea and stuff. I hate it xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes ago sam texted me, okay this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Fogo: *doesn't reply. too busy drawing*&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I ran over a dog today&lt;br /&gt;Fogo: What?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Gotcha! I hate it when you ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;Fogo: *ignores her*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE ASKED FOR IT. That was mean. She never has anything to talk about anyway, she's just bored at work. .___. I feel bad for that imaginary dog she hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ASHLEY STOP TEXTING ME AT 6AM LKFDJSA;FLKJDAS;FKLDJSA;FLKSDJA&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. LIKE SERIOUSLY. IT IS LIKE 6 DEGREES AND YOU WANT ME TO GET UP AND GET MY CELLPHONE just so you can tell me you're sick and you don't have school today. it makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O and I'ma brag about LMAO Lady Gaga. I like free too. OH wait. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna brag about how good of a cook my mom is. She made hamburger soup and fruit salad today lfkdaj;fa&lt;br /&gt;;ldskaj;sldjkfal;sdkfjsa&lt;br /&gt;djflks;ajf;sdlkajfl;sdkjfsda&lt;br /&gt;in that order. it's awesomenesssness&lt;br /&gt;She got the fruit salad recipe from a Pakistani doctor she worked with, and apparently they gave it to the people who'd been out in the desert who're dehydrated, because it's really hydrating. It has orange juice in it.&lt;br /&gt;And okay no one can deny her soup tops everything else. Only thing is I'm going to gain so much weight from all this OTL OTL OTL OTL and those two cakes in there, and that turkey.&lt;br /&gt;I was talking about losing weight, earlier, because I was expaining my costume to mom and I said "I have to lose weight to wear a skirt like that though because my legs are gbsgbsbgsbgs" and she was all "You can wear a skirt like that no matter what you look like! D8!" and so after all this food is gone......&lt;br /&gt;I honestly have no idea what I'm going to do. This sucks. This coffee is really good. Hey i used sweetener, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more self-discipline. I can do the chores on my own, and my schoolwork, but everything else is kind of...wonky. You can tell too, the house will be clean and my room will be a wreck x"D&lt;br /&gt;I just avoid the Wrath of Mom, I think.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I have 100$ saved up for the anime con so far! yaaay! Way better than last time, I only had 15$ after I paid to get in, and this time mom said she'd pay for me to get in, and I'd cover whatever I wanted. This is awesoooome! I'm so proud of me. Good job Fogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodles. Marukaite Chikyuu. It was cold today ne. I wish I had more warm clothes OTL I'm sleeping with like 4 blankets yo. it aint nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand bad picture is bad, but heres what I've done on I'm-not-actually-sure-if-i-even-like-this-pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://co122w.col122.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;amp;messageId=1c15546f-e6fe-11de-9662-00215ad73d12&amp;amp;Aux=0%7C0%7C8CC4922057F1E90%7C%7C"&gt;LINKU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks better in RL. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out, kaysies~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larf~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2143496043189661585?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2143496043189661585/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2143496043189661585' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2143496043189661585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2143496043189661585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/emperess-was-obsessed.html' title='~the emperess was obsessed~'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3086180282570752370</id><published>2009-12-11T02:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T02:26:00.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Et aujour'dui je suis fatigue. mon francais est horrifique. THAT IS ALL. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;OTL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3086180282570752370?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3086180282570752370/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3086180282570752370' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3086180282570752370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3086180282570752370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/et-aujourdui-je-suis-fatigue.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-9167254280108963657</id><published>2009-12-11T01:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T01:45:52.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, creative~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Lady Gaga - Paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I'm probably never going to actually &lt;i&gt;put this on the web&lt;/i&gt;, but...&lt;br /&gt;I was just working on a website because I was bored. And my HTML skills are kaput as of late, so sneakypeak, anyone?&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/_faFWt-NvdcE/SyHuCxt1vVI/AAAAAAAAATs/fZT0q4wp3cA/s1600-h/just+tryin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/SyHuCxt1vVI/AAAAAAAAATs/fZT0q4wp3cA/s320/just+tryin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Please click to enlarge! ....oi&amp;nbsp; that sounded wrong OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I'm the only person in the world who likes that picture. I miss those flowers. I can't even remember where I got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was trying to see which font color showed up the best--? I'm probably going to &lt;i&gt;change&lt;/i&gt; the picture, just for better compatibility, but I haven't quite given up yet. Love coding HTML, by the way. I've gotten major sarky at it but ohayoooooo~~~&lt;br /&gt;O3O&lt;br /&gt;I know it kind of looks ugly right now, but I'll fix it up a bit. If I intend to upload it, of course. How I wish I had my own computer. My dad texted me if i wanted the new mario game for the wii (wtf) I should've said i would look it up but my computer crashed could you buy me a new one. a sparkly one.&lt;br /&gt;He'd kill me OTL i feel so bad for taking advantage of people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuugh I'm so glad today is over, anyhow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit son i better be paid 400 freaking bucks. I MEAN HONESTLY&amp;nbsp; [ / random rage ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of everyone thinking it's alright to ruin my peace. I just wish i could leave somewhere far far far away from civilization (well, fully stocked, of course), so that I can just live out my life unbothered. Just sit under my tree and write poetry all day. OKAY? WHY DOES IT MATTER WHETHER OR NOT I KNOW WHO IVAN THE GREAT OR IVAN THE TERRIBLE IS---FFFFF FINE OKAY I WANT MY WIRELESS INTERNET WITH ME AND THATS IT. NO ONE ELSE DDDDDD8!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;just dont take my hetalia away OTL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ffff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*slaps self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That raging pretty much explains my whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ashley keeps nagging me to text her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH GEEZ. YEAH after I finally got home and charged my phone so that it would &lt;i&gt;actually turn on&lt;/i&gt;, I heard my text message chime like 80 times. IT WAS ONLY OFF FOR 7 HOURS! it's not like I'm a lawyer or someone important. I wish I was a queen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For some reason that just made me break out into a fit of giggling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OTL I am...losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*whacks her audience with Oglethor* STOP STARING D8!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm sorry. I'm just so...so tiredddddd~ I can't make up my mind when I'm tired. my thoughts are like on crack and a whole bunch of other stuff or something. OTL OTL I apologize in advance for all the confuzzlation this post is going to cause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I...I just read a Degrassi-fied Hetalia fanfiction while listening to Lady Gaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the end of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;//HEADDESK//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;papa-paparazz-&lt;/i&gt;*KICKED*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;haaaaasdlfkjds;alfjkdsl;akjf;sdlakjfl;sdajfl;ksdjal;fkjdsal;fjksal;fjdsaklfj*falls over dead*&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-9167254280108963657?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/9167254280108963657/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=9167254280108963657' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/9167254280108963657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/9167254280108963657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/mood-sleepy-creative-intake-green-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/SyHuCxt1vVI/AAAAAAAAATs/fZT0q4wp3cA/s72-c/just+tryin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3836099930292737654</id><published>2009-12-09T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:23:26.499-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sx9MVr0FEhI/AAAAAAAAATc/CzAfaJH53A0/s1600-h/DSCN4315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sx9MVr0FEhI/AAAAAAAAATc/CzAfaJH53A0/s200/DSCN4315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for reeeaaaal~?&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;ALSO, you guys, picture tiems not done.&lt;br /&gt;THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sx9ODqOU9uI/AAAAAAAAATk/JmFjEQgGs7U/s1600-h/DSCN4283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sx9ODqOU9uI/AAAAAAAAATk/JmFjEQgGs7U/s320/DSCN4283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;is what a working computer looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DONT DOWNLOAD THAT VISTA THEME PACK. FOR REALS. COMPUTER IN ITS LAST WORKING DAYS RIGHT THERE.)&lt;br /&gt;Well, after I got rid of the business in the picture above, it was running really well o__O it was like fast and 'oya i can do this lawl~ ilu owner~ o3o'&amp;nbsp; and then it had to update before it shut down so I was all kaaaay~&lt;br /&gt;and theeeen~&lt;br /&gt;BLUE SCREEN OF &lt;em&gt;DEEEEEEEAAAAAAAATH!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how it went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3836099930292737654?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3836099930292737654/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3836099930292737654' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3836099930292737654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3836099930292737654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-reeeaaaal-also-you-guys-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sx9MVr0FEhI/AAAAAAAAATc/CzAfaJH53A0/s72-c/DSCN4315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7302082679096405150</id><published>2009-12-09T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:58:50.772-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* VODKAAAAAAA!!!!!!! [ / end hetalia fangirlism]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Upon my ascendence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With burning ashes enveloped&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The actuality in an existence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only to be stricken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Along grief, therein inevitable &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guidelines and butterflies alike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fluttering, dancing -- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without a blindfold, it's only then I stumble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These walls that tear my palms apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are slowly closing in on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken rib by broken rib&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ushering forth beneath my words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd want to stay here, immobile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying, unable to breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trace your steps, because I led you astray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Claw at your throat, because it's the only way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can escape this nightmare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trial after trial, hardship dueled by crisis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grace manifested according to harmony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And like the monster I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll entangle you with thorns &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the sky blazes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are the same and yet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am the one who struggled;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ripped my heart open in misery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only to achieve nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7302082679096405150?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7302082679096405150/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7302082679096405150' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7302082679096405150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7302082679096405150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/cough-vodkaaaaaaa-end-hetalia.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5011911272371048580</id><published>2009-12-07T18:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:21:14.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.004&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Tear your music score apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When nothing else fails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your symphony lasted an infinity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it has only fallen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On deaf ears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The clouds above wreak havoc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With murmuring a promise of defeat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind apart from all I've been taught&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Treats me as if we're strangers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My shadow seems contorted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through the haze of her fury&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filtering through, skipping the lines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of hands that pull her hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Undoubtedly so, yet withering into nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot cast this aside as my vengeance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This atmosphere is frozen solid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In an attempt to halt the merciless time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've balanced the universe into halves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And ripped through the stars after those who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conceitedly, falsely, haughtily -- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find true happiness in this state of corruption'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5011911272371048580?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5011911272371048580/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5011911272371048580' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5011911272371048580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5011911272371048580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-8966286477917936023</id><published>2009-12-06T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:56:25.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beyond this agony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angels are flying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing among the ruins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll wave off my indifference&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And feign this 'simplicity'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only when the chapter's bled through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does my hourglass shatter again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In enlightenment, we serve your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Decaying in a forsaken fantasy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But with their happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As an excuse for those they've slain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Count down to your immortality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until both your arms are red&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strike the opposers with hypocrisy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because without your beliefs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun sets to your awakening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devour me if I taunt you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embrace me with your toxic lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I may forget this 'everything'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally wrote a poem :D&lt;br /&gt;I need to find .002&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be on my deviantart account...&lt;br /&gt;uru~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-8966286477917936023?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/8966286477917936023/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=8966286477917936023' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8966286477917936023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8966286477917936023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4730032239026853039</id><published>2009-12-06T02:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:21:10.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//oi oi vatti...020.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.mangafox.com/image.php?u=310230&amp;amp;type=sigpic&amp;amp;dateline=1253604916" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://forums.mangafox.com/image.php?u=310230&amp;amp;type=sigpic&amp;amp;dateline=1253604916" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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: left;"&gt;ROFL i love Kuroshitsuji. Remind me to get some Kuroshitsuji stuffs while I'm on a spree, kaysies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;People were talking about 'eating' and how many different meanings it could have in the manga, in a forum on Mangafox. I generally think Sebastian means 'eat his soul', because he's a demon...But people said it could mean rape too xD so we'll...er...see~ I really hope it ends differently from the Anime, because I really didn't like the anime. It was too slutty and ended badly with lots of plot holes. If it ended my way they would fall in love and Sebastian wouldn't want to eat Ciel and they could have babies :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(MEN CAN TTLY HAVE BABIES RIGHT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think i've blogged like three times today. Except I didn't post one draft. Yeah...I highly doubt I'm going to post that one anyway, I might as well just delete it. I wonder what I'm going to do with all my yuri stories :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;N-NOT THAT THERES MORE THAN ONE OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I ONLY HAVE ONE I PROMISE OTL OTL OTL OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;its not like i'm a faggot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I still haven't finished that last bit. I suppose I should, just so I can feel better about myself. I never finish anything except exams, and even then I whine about it. I just want to drink coffee all day and draw out bishounen like a good fangirl fufufufu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~ ;3; neeee~ why did spell check underline the L and I in 'like'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn't likeeee likkeeeee TAT''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;orz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You shudder every time you hear the name "Russia" or "Ivan" and quickly glance over your shoulder...just in case"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; NO, I HAPPILY LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER.&lt;br /&gt;&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;THAT'D BE SO EASY BAWWW. &lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*grabby hands* I want some more mangaaaaa~~~~!!!! I've already read Hetalia and Kuroshitsuji and theres no more to reeeeead. I suppose I could go watch Jigoku Shoujo or Ergo Proxy, but I lose interest real easily with shows and movies...even with DBZ. I write essays while I watch DBZ so I can pay attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(that totally made a lot of sense amirite TEEHEE 8"D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I just took the last bag of peach tea T^T I'm running out of my favorite teeeas. I think my Jasmine tea has finally expired, too, since when I bought it, it was already a year old. kolkolkol~ *headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think I might have shampooed my hair 3 times in the shower L-LOL. Once more than usual is okay, right? It's MY hair afterall, it gets oily after like three minutes of being dry so I don't think it'd hurt it. My hair is pretty much invincible, in fact. It and its cowlick. We ish unbeatable. O3O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*SLAPPED*&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH SNAP. Okay. That's it. I'm getting a pack of sticky tabs. I just can't remember anything anymore. I need to START MY MANGA already. I-I think it's done evolving enough for now, anyway, and plus Hidekaz's style changed a bit as his manga went on. 'cause 'cause Russia had STOPTALKINGABOUTAPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just remind me, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&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;chyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~aaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OH. I also need to have Kita over semi-soon, because we really need to make some more Kitaboko videos. Our channel is looking kind of sad lately ;w; and I don't think the Youtubers have seen my new haircut, either. Anyway, if nothing else we could always do another lipsyncing video xD those are...well, they're entertaining to us. AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS, RIGHT? ;alkjdf well atleast i got good reviews from SOME of my friends *cuts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or something cute like a spinoff of communitychannel.&lt;br /&gt;&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;Iwas reading this list of 'you know your obsessed with Hetalia when...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;and I REALLY REALLY WANT TO DO THIS ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;14. Whenever you see a fellow Hetalia fan, you shout, "Germaaaannnnyyyyy!" down the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I AM SO DOING THAT TO THE NEXT PERSON I SEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry you guys put up with so much of my fangirling. I'll try to be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&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;It is 1:37 AM right now and I am about to go to sleep. Mom went out in service this morning without me and I felt kind of bad for not going with her. She said she had a good time though, and there wasn't any pressure since she doesn't like talking to people lol. She hasn't been getting super mad at me lately if I'm not going to a meeting or not going out in service, like she usually is. I guess she's just trying to see if I'm doing this all on my own, or just because she is. I've realized this a few days ago, but I wish I hadn't become a Publisher so young (12-13-ish). I've really really had no self-esteem, and I'm always super shy. I just think if I'd become a publisher later in my teens like 14 or 15, or maybe even earlier this year than it would'nt've taken me so long to advance. Because one of my friends, Rachel, told me as you get older you start to care less and less what people think, and I absolutely believe what she said is true. I don't care nearly as much what people thought about me as I did when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even if you look at me when I was 15, and look at me now...I've changed &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt;. I re-read E-mails I sent to my friends last year and I just facepalm over the stupidity. I don't know how people couldn't give me my space when I was so blatantly insecure and over-sensitive. ^^; I guess it's too late, now, though.&lt;br /&gt;&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;I &lt;i&gt;would &lt;/i&gt;tell you guys whats up with my family lately, but telling you guys would be like admitting it to myself, which I haven't done quite yet. I've been ignoring it this entire time, wishing I could just urge it out of existence, out of knowledge; make it disappear. It really hurts to think about it, honestly. It makes my entire world feel unstable, like I don't have anyone to protect me or that people I know are going to just disappear out of my life forever. I guess when it comes down to it, when I think of the things I'm afraid of most, I've &lt;i&gt;never ever&lt;/i&gt; considered 'being alone or abandoned' as&amp;nbsp; something I'm afraid of. I think, "Hey, it's not bad. I like being alone. I'm almost always alone." ...but that's with knowing that mom's going to come home at the end of the day, and Sam is right in the other room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Without that, I'm not sure what...I don't know. I don't think I could survive. I don't have anyone. I have my evil, satanic dad and my aunts that are just like him, and my sister and her boyfriend who are dirt poor and live with his parents. I almost feel superstitious with the things I do, like making sure to say 'i love you' back, or spending more time with my family when I could be off holed up in my room. I hate to admit that I'm terrified of losing my family, because even now, you can tell that I've tried so hard to be a cold, indifferent person all up till now, when we should be showing 'a genuine interest' in people. But I've said this before, when I look in the mirror, I don't really see a human.&lt;br /&gt;&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;Ahhh another thing, I was over at my dad's house for a little bit later this past week because he was out of town for his job, and he wanted us to house-sit a bit. So that's why, if you got any really strange texts from me. I can talk about my current house have something hanging over it, but it's nothing compared to my old house. I don't know, just the scent makes my stomach lurch.&lt;br /&gt;&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;But apparently for you weaklings, talking about my family life makes you all very uncomfortable because your thoughts seem unfazable. The truth is, when people say they've been in an abusive relationship, whether it be as a couple or as relatives, no matter what, &lt;i&gt;everyone will try to find physical evidence before they will believe it&lt;/i&gt;. And I have no evidence for you, so remember that before you go and tell me "Your dad's comments at the meetings are really good!" because he can go and beat up his kids and wife and then give the best talk you have ever heard &lt;i&gt;in your life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&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;One last stab. "Ohhhh your parents are divorced! THAT'S &lt;i&gt;BAAAAADDD!!! BAD PERSOOOOON!!! you're the evil one for calling for a divorce!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;thats honestly your problem if you think we're evil. :D let's let someone far bigger than us make the decision, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I think this will do. The scrollbar sure is tiny ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Love&lt;br /&gt;Fogo~&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&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; &lt;br /&gt;&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;&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/7099251623862766031-4730032239026853039?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4730032239026853039/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4730032239026853039' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4730032239026853039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4730032239026853039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/oi-oi-vatti020.html' title='//oi oi vatti...020.'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1253545609670588028</id><published>2009-12-05T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:10:19.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//019.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Peach tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; EPICA - The Obsessive Devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, I'm on a diet (again). And this time I'm srs this tiem! OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREVIEW OF THE PIC I'VE BEEN WORKING ON! Currently inking it. It's the Silshuakte Overlord, AKA Queen Ensaoryuu's demon father 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://co122w.col122.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;amp;messageId=244ee361-e200-11de-83a3-002264c248ce&amp;amp;Aux=0%7C0%7C8CC44240C2B40F0%7C%7C"&gt;Linku une&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://co122w.col122.mail.live.com/att/GetAttachment.aspx?tnail=0&amp;amp;messageId=73a0f774-e1ff-11de-a658-002264c24868&amp;amp;Aux=40%7C0%7C8CC44235C5F7060%7C%7C"&gt;Linku deux&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaaa, I took a break to go get the interwebs turned on LAWL;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK 'bout chu guys, but does anyone else just have one or two friends that have, like, no personality?&lt;br /&gt;It's like they can laugh and stuff but theres...there's nothing there .-.&lt;br /&gt;R-ROFL. it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently theres this mold problem going on :C I just scrubbed my windows bare with anti-fungus whatever stuff so they &lt;strike&gt;SHOULD &lt;/strike&gt;be fine from now on teehee. That's just gross, right? why HERE? We're going to have to move anyway so I mean i guess it doesnt matter much anymoreTHIS IS ALL HER FAULT //shutupfogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at a few for rent places, but they were mobile homes. fiasdjlfldskajfljksda;lfkdsja i am NOT living in a mobile home, honestly. If I do, it has to be REALLY nice. And only if mom promises we can have comcast internet and shiney new cars. and a new computer. FFF she said once she got her bonus on the 20th she was going to buy my computer with it, but the other day she found out she's going to get fired RIGHT around that time. Evil, right? They fired this other girl who worked there right before she got her review.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo! Lots of fun stuff going on right now. ermmmmm.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything without getting interrupted :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bokky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1253545609670588028?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1253545609670588028/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1253545609670588028' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1253545609670588028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1253545609670588028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/019.html' title='//019.'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-8193399947511053430</id><published>2009-12-03T00:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:58:08.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>// 018.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, slightly creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Water (so dehydrated @3@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; Aya Hirano - God Knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I got the sudden urge to post to my blog but now I don't want to. I'll just give you a very brief oopdate, kaysies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hetalia Kink Meme on Livejournal is rocking my world while Hetalia is too busy coming out with more episodes. It's absolutely awesome. Stupid Fanfiction.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a LOT of pizza within this past year. And, as it turns out, as 2009 started out a &lt;i&gt;fabulous &lt;/i&gt;year, it slowly came to a screeching, traumatizing hault. I want to gouge someone's eyeballs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you guys but I was really psyched about turning 16 -- which wasn't really disappointing, because some of the awkwardness I had when I was 15 went away, and I do feel a bit better than I did. I'm afraid in my preteens I alienated some people, though, and I don't think I'm going to be able to fix that o__O; sooooo....no friends for meeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I was looking through pictures of me when I was younger and I noticed the beginning of the family cowlick. you know, in my hair. .____. that everyone in my family has from my mom's side. We must all have hair that grew in the same pattern or something because it's crazy. I want my bangs to lay &lt;i&gt;straight&lt;/i&gt;, not have the right side of them loop :C&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless i still roll out of bed and show up everywhere without even touching a brush. Which is lovely, but also just proves my laziness.&lt;br /&gt;But I also can't straighten my hair or curl it or anything. I just &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt;. I don't have that kind of...eughh just the thought of having to mess with my hair kills me OAO&lt;br /&gt;My hair is so straight. It won't curl, &lt;i&gt;it wont&lt;/i&gt;. It also won't stay straight either, because you can iron that cowlick flat and it'll still pop back up like it's a brand new day. FFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;*Goes to fangirl over Russia*&lt;br /&gt;S-Switzerland is really pretty too....you guys....I'm Swiss as well :D&lt;br /&gt;Irish, Swiss, French, English, Dutch, German, Scottish, Swedish, Icelandic, Norwegian, Danish, aaaand....&lt;br /&gt;What else am I? I forgot. I feel like I'm missing one :C&lt;br /&gt;OH. I'm also Native American but you can't tell. My family got around, ikr. My mom's grandparents had real native american-y looking faces though, and they were kinda dark-skinned too, so theres your proof.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALSO AMERICAN LAWL THATS THE MOST OBVIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;*headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;And Finnish! I forgot! yeah, Finnish too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. BRIEF.&lt;br /&gt;snap.&lt;br /&gt;You guys know i can't do brief ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really pretty. It was cold and rainy and the clouds looked really ominous. I wanted to IDK pretend to be Victorian or something ROFL;;;; I need that dress right. Which takes me to when I was watching A Series of Unfortunate Events the other day and I was reminded of how beautifully done that entire movie was. The style of it was really unique and just aahhh~~~ That's the kind of world I daydream about being in.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not day dreaming about people who have long pointy ears and are 6'3 and are insanely powerful and pretty because they're half demo-*bombed*&lt;br /&gt;but yeah remind me to read those books will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhh..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slides out of scene*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Arekkusuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-8193399947511053430?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/8193399947511053430/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=8193399947511053430' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8193399947511053430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/8193399947511053430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/018.html' title='// 018.'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7333800640599345608</id><published>2009-12-01T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:50:33.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am NORWEGIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Numb? Spectacular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; S.H.E - Tong Kuai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting outside on my front porch. No more bugs, 'cause it's winter! ROFL! so happy. Side porch had bees, back porch had bees, and then front porch had walking sticks and a variety of all the ickies. But they DIIIIED~~!&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are numb and it makes it kind of difficult to type, and i think my arms and legs are numb too, but I really like it. I like feeling numb. It makes me happy on the inside. Euphoric almost. Like I have no emotion~ no worries~ no fd;jasklfl;dkjas. Just numb. And happy. I love winter.&lt;br /&gt;Also being able to see my breath makes me remember I'm a human. With a body temperature and a heart. :/ It's easy for me to forget.&lt;br /&gt;I babysat this morning, from 7:30 AM to 11:45 AM. They were really good, so it was mostly just entertaining lawl. I wonder if she's gonna pay me again. It's nice that she needs me to babysit because my mom was all&lt;br /&gt;"We have to move. Unless I don't know, you get a job or Sam gets a raise..."&lt;br /&gt;fldajf;ldkasj;fkldsaj Elyse pays well ;A;&amp;nbsp; but geez. We are so poor.&lt;br /&gt;And what she pays me is like the equivalent to having a job while under 18, right? You can only work time, and she'll pay me like 100 a week, so it's all good, right? I don't know @_______@;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO this song. "Fast and &lt;i&gt;furioooooous~!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do that to one of my asian friends just to get them mad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did any of you know that the East End Cafe is really prejudiced? Yeaaah they wouldn't even serve this one black guy. OTL scary. I wonder what it'd be like if they were prejudiced against redheads.&lt;br /&gt;They can't do that to redheads though because they know a bunch of really tall Viking people would come and yeah they'd be dead. Red heads are called hot tempered for a reason, right :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I hate men as well. I can't stand them. They make me sick. That's why I make them gay. : D but honestly. I think my mentality will seriously save me from being a tard like my older sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or like most of the girls between the age group of 13 - 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakaranai EINSAMKEIT! tsukete hoshiii~&amp;nbsp; I love Germany. And Russi-WHY DO I LIKE ALL THE BIG TOUGH GUYS?&lt;br /&gt;I'm marrying an anime guy. Just FYI. LMAO speaking of being the golden child right.&lt;br /&gt;Ermmm so moving on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to draw more fanart. I honestly need to just lock myself in a blank room and draw like a million pictures. I would so draw a lot more if I wasn't so lazy. I have essays to write and exams to take and books / meetings i have to study for. I can't help but think of all that while I'm drawing or writing. fl;asdjfdas I need help.&lt;br /&gt;Someone just like, sit on my back and stay there until I draw at least 5 fanarts and 10 OCs.&lt;br /&gt;;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bokky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7333800640599345608?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7333800640599345608/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7333800640599345608' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7333800640599345608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7333800640599345608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-norwegian.html' title='I am NORWEGIAN'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2058417447637414711</id><published>2009-11-30T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:11:34.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>amerika no BAKA~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MOOD~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy // nostalgic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;INTAKE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Earl Grey tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;MUSIC~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Gabriela Robin - Clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALKJD:FLKJSD hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IK IK I have like chronic blog submit syndrome or something. It's crazy. I feel like the more I type, though, the more easier I can breathe @____@; you know what I mean, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Míng tiān wǒ yào dāng bǎo mǔ jiā rén péng yǒu de hái zi。bù shì hěn zhǎng, dàn。wǒ xiǎng tā men cái xǐng jué shí yī diǎn zhōng zuǒ yòu， suǒ yǐ tā men hěn kě néng huì réng rán shì tā men de shí hou huí jiā shuì jiào。suǒ yǐ tā jiāng huì shì hěn kù。 8D&lt;br /&gt;shùn biàn shuō yī xià， yǒu méi yǒu rén tīng měi guó de hàn bǎo jiē de gē？zhè shì... LMAO shì zhēn bàng， ér qiě yú chǔn。tā men ràng tā zhè yàng yī gè bǐ jiào gāo jí de。wǒ yī zhí zài tīng yīng guó de jiǔ bā hé kāi shǐ！de gē qǔ， bìng fǎn fù。wǒ xǐ huan zhè me duō。 ; ā;&lt;br /&gt;wǒ ài tā de xiào， zhè jiù xiàng yào wù de。&lt;br /&gt;wú lùn rú hé， wǒ huò xǔ yīng gāi xiàn zài shuì jiào， dàn wǒ wán quán méi yǒu。tā de huài， yīn wèi wǒ yǐ jīng kàn dào liù diǎn zuǒ yòu xǐng lái zǎo shang pái xù。 Teehee？&lt;br /&gt;zhà yú hé shǔ tiáo！&lt;br /&gt;ahhh fèi huà。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ó， wǒ ài è luó sī！！ō， wǒ de shàng dì。wǒ xū yào tíng zhǐ kàn zhè me duō Hetalia。tā jiē guǎn wǒ de shēng huó〜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU GOT ALL THAT 'CAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO REPEAT MYSELF!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dontcha love Chinese~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FISH AND CHIPS!!!!!! Holy snap. i love me some England. flksdajfl;dsjkafl;ksdjaflksdajf;dlskajfsdklajf;sdlafdklsja;lkfjsda&lt;br /&gt;*fangasms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ài〜&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;〜Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2058417447637414711?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2058417447637414711/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2058417447637414711' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2058417447637414711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2058417447637414711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/amerika-no-baka.html' title='amerika no BAKA~!'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3042703512524880868</id><published>2009-11-28T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:02:00.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get down on your knees//</title><content type='html'>Ahooooooy~~~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I changed my playlist up! Japanese music has really really really really really gone downhill. It makes me sad. &lt;br /&gt;I just remember all the good sparkly music from FMA and the old Ayumi Hamasaki and when BoA was still BoA-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is either too Americanized, or slutty, or too Visual Kei. I never liked Visual kei. I thought it was oogly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway! I finally got paid today for babysitting. More than I thought it would be, which is really cool. She said she'd need me for a bit on Tuesday, so we'll see how that goes, ja?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onegai~ TACCHI~ TACCHI~ KOKONI TACCHI~! &lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Haven't heard this song in a long long time. Younha sort of...I don't know what to think of her. Some of her songs are really horrible @_x but some of them are really cool, so IDK. There might be a big difference in her styles, because she's big in both Korea and Japan, so y'know. &lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to talk about :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I really don't want to move, but you know...I've noticed for a while that theres like a gloom hanging over this house; it has no warmth like your house usually does. Mom thinks maybe it's just the color scheme, but I think that's not it. Colors...they don't provoke this much coldness. 'cause the blood on the walls and the floors and how dirty it wasn't makes me think that maybe someone didn't just have a really bad nosebleed and refuse to take their shoes off everytime they come inside.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just like fdlaskjfl;skajfdas. I just want a house, okay? A presentable, comfortable house with some personality. And one that's affordable. That too hard? Just the idea of packing up all my stuff and the stuff in the shed gives me a headache. PFT&lt;br /&gt;This is ALL Sam's fault. I sort of want to choke her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoooou~ made a mess~ FOR CHRIST'S SAKE THIS ROTTEN EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Had to quote MELL. She's amazing O3O In fact, that song is on the playlist. It's Red Fraction. Listen to it!&lt;br /&gt;Er...all the other songs are really good too :C so listen to them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could show you guys what I'm working on lately. I'm 4/5 of the way done with that yuri side story. I have no idea why I'm writing it. I feel uncomfortable writing it, but I feel like it fills out Allor's character. (By making her a fag? Aren't you forgiving~) And I have lots of artwork to show you :") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could digitalize some of them. I sooo wish I had my own computer. Mom said she'd get me one real soon, but she doesn't want to go get the cheapest one. Which is typically her, but I think we're still going to try to get my old computer fixed. So it'll be nice if we could do that, and still get the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe had her babies! I can't say I really like the names she chose, but they're her kids. Twin girls :D so cuute, can't wait to see them~ Aerial said she cried x3 didn't expect her to be so emotional, but then again I hardly ever get to see her. Audrey, Zoe, Rachel, and Chelsea as well. I haven't asked about Chelsea lately, I wonder what happened to her. I haven't seen her at any of the cons or anything. Hmmmm :/&lt;br /&gt;Still need to go catch lunch with Ang or something, I haven't seen her in like 10 years. And Shelby. Geez @____@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle. Tomorrow's sunday! Weekend is almost over :C Hope you guys enjoyed it~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love~&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really pretty, ne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-3042703512524880868?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3042703512524880868/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3042703512524880868' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3042703512524880868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3042703512524880868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/get-down-on-your-knees.html' title='Get down on your knees//'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2607123326325050667</id><published>2009-11-27T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:53:10.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IKR I do so many of these OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;height: 5'7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profession: student/artist&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you born?: Benton, AR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie: innie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty?: righty~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any pets?: Two dogs, two piranhas and two sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What month were you born in?: January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorites &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color: Orange :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Car: One that works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Movie: Pan's Labyrinth, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice, The Ring, House of Flying Daggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Hobby: Drawing, writing, and reading~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Song/Singer: Erm, how about for this month? Epica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Book/Author: Holly Black, Juliet Marillier, and Megan W. Turner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite School Subject: foreign language D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Vacation Destination: Ireland~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: Salmon~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Restaurant: Red Lobster xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Animal: Cows and giraffes and hello kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Store: I don't know. I like guy clothes :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Celebrity: I don't like celebrities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Childhood Friend: Angela~ neee&amp;nbsp;angie&amp;nbsp;ILU ;3; BFFs kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Childhood Memory: I don't have one ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Baby Name: I'm naming my firstborn Victoria or Gabriel. :D&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted children *cough*&lt;br /&gt;Mall Store: Hot topic yooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Fast Food Restaurant: Backyard burgers or Arbys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedian: Brian o'brien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandlot or Little Rascals: WHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Number: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Month: December, January and February =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Flower: Day lilies, Orchids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Ice Cream: Cotton candy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Smell: Gasoline, fresh paint, alcohol, and snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink: Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Cartoon Character: Enma Ai from Hell Girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or That &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: vanilla &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Mac or Whopper: whopper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke or Pepsi: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer or Wine: errrm beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or Tea: coffee so i can stay up and drink all the tea i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Juice or O.J.: OJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook or MySpace: Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer or Winter: Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows or Mac:&amp;nbsp;Mac for art, Windows for everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats or Dogs: Dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or Briefs: boxers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain or Shine : rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips or Popcorn: chippus~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salty or Sweet: salty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane or Boat: booooat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning or Night: Morning~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie or Play: movie. Plays bore me OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk or Drive: drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money or Love: loving someone with money. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast or Dinner: Beffist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness or Revenge: revenge and then forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint or Wallpaper: Paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House or Apartment: House. but some apts can look cuuute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Dare: truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contacts or Glasses: Contacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Root beer or Dr. Pepper: Root beer :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mud or Jell-O wrestling: MUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skiing or Boarding: throwing rocks at people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver or Gold: silver &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl: pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset or Sunrise: sunrise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone or in person: person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest, middle, youngest or only child: Youngest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indoor or Outdoor: indoor/summer outdoor/winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Any Pets:&amp;nbsp;da :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Any Children: nup~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: is euwwy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink: I've never been drunk 8"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: Ishy~ I need to more often nee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend Your Life On Facebook: no way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play On A Sports Team: Used to play softball :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belong To Any Organizations: Yosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Your Job: i dont like kids nya nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like To Cook: I-I don't have the patience ;w; OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play An Instrument: the piano...some OAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing: yuuush~ I aint dat gewd do. n~e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance: thats my defense mechanism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak Multiple Languages: English, Chinese, Japanese, French, and some Korean~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Skate: Da~! Iss fun yo~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swim: I ISH MERMAID HUHU~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint: sort badly. i'm better at markers and pastel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write:&amp;nbsp;yus. I love writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ski: i think it's kind of nerdy, but that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juggle: ROFL YEAH THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you lived somewhere else?: I wish I was isolated away from everyone. This system bothers me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like reality, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: YESSU~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy spending time with your Mother?: yuah ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever think about the price of gasoline?: yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with a fan on?: JA I live w/ it on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good handle on spelling?:&amp;nbsp;Yes, though it may not look like it.&amp;nbsp;I'm a grammar nazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever type "kik" instead of "lol?: I used to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know how to play chess?: not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever miss being a little kid?: yes. I miss feeling protected.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married?: I like me time too much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever &lt;br /&gt;Stolen Anything: yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk Before Noon: nebr ben druwnksdfkdjsla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Sex In A Public Place: I wish yaoi would-*SLAPPED*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Caught Telling A Lie: yes. it sarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got A Speeding Ticket: nup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Arrested: nuppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Littered: Er I think once. I'm strongly against it. &lt;br /&gt;It's like blasphemy to me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed A Class: Nope~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screened Your Phone Calls: hummm~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Food Off The Floor: 10 SECOND RULE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck Gum Under A Desk: Actually no xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished You Were Someone Else: yus ;w; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried During A Movie: so...many...times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good feeling about something?: jya who hasnt yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a near death experience: I'm a near death experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped off a house: Yeah but someone caught me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been attacked?: I have siblings. most likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped: LOL that guy who threw up was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White water rafted: WHO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulled an all nighter?: I love to!!! I'm getting old though @__@&lt;br /&gt;auuugh yoooouth!!! *claws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfed: I fell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied about your age: yes. apparently people can't tell the difference between a 10 year old and a 17 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone?: my ankle once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misc. &lt;br /&gt;Biggest Fear: Demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Job: Cosmetologist and a mangaka ;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Talents: uh people say i have cute expressions o___O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Are You Right Now: laying in my bed x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Would You Rather Be: starbucks drinking coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place To Visit Before You Die: China, Russia, and Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be in my element, you see.&lt;br /&gt;Song Played At Your Funeral: Caramelldansen. I think it would be very fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now: Twins - Ni Zui Hong. Chinese music is love~! Its very magical to me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy: Music xP, reading, cold weather, and people I love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday: existed LOL i was so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won any awards?:&amp;nbsp;lots~!&amp;nbsp;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good driver?: Yup! I've been told I'm really smooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten any speeding tickets?: nopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you double jointed?: LOL I wish i was. that'd be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you showered?: Just now. My hair is still curly 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last dream you remember?: I had that one where I was a Chinese general and I kissed one of my soldiers and then I woke up and I was all WTF I'm not yaoi D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What side of the bed do you sleep on?: in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dress up on Halloween?: I dress up when I get bored. yay clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing or introverted?: I'm an introvert. I hate people. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wish you were famous?: I just wish I had a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done anything illegal?: Lots of things x"P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be 12 hours from now?: At hoome~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy for others to make you feel awkward?: No not at all. It's easy for ME to make others awkward, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you are going to wear tomorrow?:&amp;nbsp;I'm not taking this DBZ shirt off you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy for people to make you smile?: Yeah. I do it to be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone hate you for no reason?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you make yourself cry?: yes. I cry for no reason sometimes. Someone's gonna think I'm mentally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many hours of sleep did you get last night?: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your life simple or complicated?: super complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taller than 5'4"?: yop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your last place of employment?: No&lt;br /&gt;What color are your socks?: black and pink striped. they say "I have issues" on the sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal &lt;br /&gt;Have you laughed until you cried: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you found out who your true friends were: I don't have true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone who changed you: I think...so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone on your friends list: sadly...yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night: reading the last line of a fanfic thinking holy CRAP i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you CANNOT wait for: Paradise ;A; things are just getting so baaaad. I want to tear my hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Erm nay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now: German Anthem - APH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you saw your father : Week before last. It gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most visited webpage: FB, fanfiction.net, and blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people think you're weird?: unbelievably weird. I hate normal people. They'll never get it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are any of your friends mad at you?: I try to get them mad just for drama. its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one new thing you'd like to try?:&amp;nbsp;er riding&amp;nbsp;a bike more often?&amp;nbsp;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you get married before 19?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you crack your neck?: yeah it gets on peoples nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a bully? O_o:&amp;nbsp; A little bit. I'm nice, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you type fast?: I'd like to think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get mad easily?: Yeah &lt;br /&gt;Do you like getting hyper?:&amp;nbsp; yoodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like making kids cry?: erghhh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your best friend?: I don't have one. I don't get along with people well enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the longest relationship you were in?: the one where i exist and the earth lets me walk on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts &lt;br /&gt;First best friend : Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First concert : Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person you had a fight with?: Angela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time you rode a bike?: when I was ittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First car: LOL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First person you slow danced with: I'd kick them and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;If your house was on fire, first thing you'd grab?: my phone. and then turn the AC on. =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Now &lt;br /&gt;Love seems to: way too fickle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like parties?: not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you neat or sloppy?: neat in some areas, sloppy in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone?: I'm always mad at someone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any medical problems?: yeah I'm crazy. C":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car do you have/want?: one that obeeeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to read? What?: YOOOSH!!! fantasy! Horror! Mystery~! anything *3*&lt;br /&gt;Do you cook?: I microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you do drugs?: Nyuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever written a song?: lots~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like poetry?: I like song lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you written poetry?: a bunch~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-2607123326325050667?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2607123326325050667/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2607123326325050667' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2607123326325050667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2607123326325050667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/ikr-i-do-so-many-of-these-otl-height-57.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5532418898002979725</id><published>2009-11-26T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:09:55.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//It never would reflect insanity</title><content type='html'>Hi I'm super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm eating pizza for dinner and drinking sweetened tea. Mom gave me a weird look for putting sugar in my tea. I like my flavored water to be flavored sugar water. She knew that.&lt;br /&gt;You know how there are certain cups that you know just don't hold enough liquid...well, I got one of those cups. I'm going to be very upset in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also just got out of the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror while I was drying off and got scared at the dark circles under my eyes. I was like "euuuuugh D8" I seriously look like one of those old haggard women with tangly hair and-*kicked*&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to make sure I get lots of rest tonight. I've been needing it. I haven't been sleeping well these last few weeks at all. &lt;br /&gt;FFF and I know TMI, but my period &lt;em&gt;is killing me&lt;/em&gt;. I feel like I'm bleeding to death. I'm not sure why I decided to, while hyped up on coffee, exhausted after a night without sleep and having to babysit all day, to have people over. LOL I enjoyed it, but I felt really tired and anxious and crampy the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;It was lovely, nevertheless. Or I hope it was OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: silver;"&gt;I want to add -aru to the end of all my sentences in chinese. Wo bu dong-aru. Ni shi erbaiwu-aru O3O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: silver;"&gt;I think that's the best way to get shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi I forgot how catchy Tongkuai was. Chinese lyrics just don't look as pretty without all their tone marks. Or maybe I just like the idea of people being baffled. Which is sort of ignorant of me to assume that mostly everyone has an under-average IQ. &lt;br /&gt;Nah, if I really wanted to baffle someone I'd write in Korean. That stuff is like fdklsaj;fdlskajf;lskdjaf;lsdkajSUMNIDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to learn, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP I love Germany. And Russia. I had to share that with you guys &lt;em&gt;one more time&lt;/em&gt;. I'll probably mention it about ten more times this upcoming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;hey how come i like all the evil guys. do you think Germany is a Nazi? I mean, if you think about it Germany is Germany, but I mean...like...it shows Hitler as his boss, but so wouldn't that make him kind of slave-ish? &lt;span style="background-color: silver;"&gt;OTL you get what I mean, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: silver;"&gt;[NEEDS A LIFE]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right I should probably talk about how my week has gone, but that's it. It's gone. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to go sleep it off. I'll give a proper blog tomorrow, kay? My life is sort of nightmarish lately, and I really don't want to float around in my goth bubble and kill all the happiness. even though that's what I'm known for. I'm always that one kid who never fits into any of the cliques who always wears black and is always throwing death glares to unsuspecting people.&lt;br /&gt;i like being different .3. if I was like any of THEM I would most certainly kill myself. I'm talking about the Prep clique. :")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make a video about how I was when I was 13. It'd be epic. I was so hardcore yo [or thought i was].&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5532418898002979725?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5532418898002979725/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5532418898002979725' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5532418898002979725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5532418898002979725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-never-would-reflect-insanity.html' title='//It never would reflect insanity'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-786311499523892892</id><published>2009-11-24T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:19:57.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUR BOKONESS</title><content type='html'>hiya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, so I finally talked to Kita today. She sounded really happy for some reason, it was kinda scary xD But it was nice. She said that her Great grandma and Great Aunt or whoever is coming over this week, and really didn't want to be in the same house with them, so I invited her to spend the night tomorrow. I haven't seen her in a while, so it'll be nice. I'll snag her Windows XP CD while we're there picking her up 8D&amp;nbsp;Anyway. She said she finally proved a small enemy of ours wrong, and she felt really happy about it, which was completely awesome 'cause something like that totally needed to happen. Some people think they seriously know everything and it's really annoying to those of us who &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;know everything.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;LMAO that was a joke riiiiight.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;dskfj;lksdjf;alsk I hafta babysit tomorrow, but it'll be okay. Josh and Bekah are better now that they have their dad. AKA Josh isn't a holy terror and Bekah...well, Bekah is Bekah. But Jazz is gonna help me, so it's all good :D Kita offered to help as well, but I think Elyse would get nervous over that or something LOL three people. She might think I think her kids are wild animals. But I mean, y'know.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Callie asking me if I'm looking for her mind? I told her I threw it out the window on the way to the Assembly. And I wondered aloud if it had been what killed the drunk seal. :C She's not getting something heeere. raaawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My make-up finally came in! It's really really cool, except the eyeliner is crap. I'll just have to get pencil-eyeliner or something next time 8D But the lipgloss, concealor, mascara, nail polish and eyeshadow is real good and everything so yey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holllly crap I need to do laundry. I have no clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmmm. Right now I'm listening to APH music. Germany xD he's so manly lawl~&amp;nbsp; neee German Anthem is smexy ;A; sparkly.&lt;br /&gt;That sort of makes me want to learn German. Just 'cause it reminds me of manliness. D'awww...someone shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear he jsut said amerikajin ja nai. then he said tabetai so maybe he's talking about eating people and americans don't taste good. I wouldn't be surprised. we eat junk food like 90% of the time orz we wuldnt taste good anywayyy ne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH i was trying to listen to a Rammestein tot. I really like Rammestein (German metal band), untiiiiiil I looked up the lyrics and found they were talking about eating people and kept making innuendos (LOL INNUENDOS?) or something 'cause of that one dude who WANTED to be eaten and agreed to cut his wang off so they &lt;em&gt;could share it&lt;/em&gt; before he got eaten. Kinda scary. I deleted it. OTL.&lt;br /&gt;I still want to go to Berlin, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jyaaaaaa~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle, my schoolwork is trying to kill me. I have like 3 essays to do and about 15,000 exams. One question I'm on is STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;u&gt;Perspective &lt;/u&gt;focuses more on the worldly values than religious matters" or whatever WTF IT COULD BE ANYTHING?! &lt;br /&gt;I suppose if I was better at studying I would know the answer to this no problem, but I'm not, and it really &lt;em&gt;could. be. anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come&amp;nbsp;listening to Ievan Polkka gets me in a really sarcastic, incantankerous mood? Or if it's not that, I feel like bouncing off the walls. Which isn't a good thing 'cause I get alot accomplished that way. Only not in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tea collection is finally growing :") I really want some more coffee though. &lt;br /&gt;And remind me to get some more Genmai Cha. For seriously. Why does the store have to be ALL THE WAY UP ON UNIVERSITY &lt;em&gt;HONESTLY?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaze!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'oh snap ima leave kay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Bokky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-786311499523892892?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/786311499523892892/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=786311499523892892' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/786311499523892892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/786311499523892892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-bokoness.html' title='YOUR BOKONESS'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1739006078970671031</id><published>2009-11-22T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:24:16.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//MARU KAITE CHIKYUU</title><content type='html'>Did you know clap in Engrish is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-OTL HEY EVERYBODY~!!! I'm baaack! And with absolutely &lt;i&gt;nothing &lt;/i&gt;important to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, besides I now have 77 MB worth of Hetalia music on my mp3 player. China's version is soooo smarksy *A* and and Russia's HOMG epic. I love his little evil laughs.&lt;br /&gt;America sounds like he's on drugs, and Japan is so manly sounding.&lt;br /&gt;b-bawwwww i like all of them ;A;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need the mp3 of the allied powers singing it all together. I could've gotten it directly from Youtube, if I still had my computer and had IMtoo. But alas I do not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was nice. the weather was pretty. I actually got out of the house. MY MAKE-UP STILL HASN'T COME and everyone was nice. Kroger down Geyer Springs gets real ugly, but I got some really yummy teas and coffees. And I went to Chi's for the first time, and their food was really good (or at least &lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;thought so). I was kinda sad Jazz couldn't go though, nee :"(&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;And and I didn't get any eggdrop soouuuupppp i love eggdrop soup but I just wanted to fit in. I'm such a loser. I should be myself more. But if I did the world would come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;lawlllllllll*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggggh I've had a headache allllll day. It's really getting on my nerves. I think it's just from lack of caffeine, because I only drank peach tea, water, and vanilla tea today which are all non-caffeine, and I'm like used to yuhknow, like, 3 sodas a day because im so liek helthy tht wai!!!1 fuh shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. no wonder I'm fat. :"I&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liiiike that one time me and kita were playing KH2 while eating gobstoppers and she dumped my purse out and found my stash and was all "woh. you've been holdin out on me". xD THAT WASN'T INTENTIONAL. I WAS SHARING wasn't I. &lt;br /&gt;O3O&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle, I'ma be pimpin' with my red eyeliner and white eyeshadow. I'll take pics maaaan. It'll be epic. And remind me to cut my bangs, didn't I say that already? they're swooping off to the sides now and when I straighten them out they hang in my eyes :C it's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...I think I just ran out of things to ramble about. EXCEPT I LOVE RUSSIA TTATT he's so cute baww&lt;br /&gt;*shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a character named Russia, you know :C except his name is horribly overspelled. Rujxhua. Yeah. That was all muscle memory. but yeah! Mynijian rocks yo.&lt;br /&gt;*...shot again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take my leave OTL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1739006078970671031?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1739006078970671031/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1739006078970671031' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1739006078970671031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1739006078970671031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/maru-kaite-chikyuu.html' title='//MARU KAITE CHIKYUU'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4956266051119553706</id><published>2009-11-21T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T17:47:35.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//WE CANT EVADE OUR DESTINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; My teeth hurt and I had a zit on my forehead ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Blackberry tea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Deconstruct - Epica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu + Lyrics + watching my mom play Tomb Raider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be Doing:&lt;/b&gt; probably something related to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Hi~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;So today was sort of boring. Didn't do much. Took an exam, helped mom replace the headlight in her car, helped make a cake, tried to draw a lil bit, watching random APH videos on youtube -- I've been having an urge to sit on my bedroom floor like the good ol' days and play me some Zelda. Zelda makes me happy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I've also noticed that e.l.f liquid eyeliner turns out better when you put regular stick-eyeliner on first, so you can trace over it. It looks fuller and less flaw-y.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I'm so mad my package hasn't come yet! D8 It's been like 10 days honestly. I'm about to shoot someone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Speaking of shooting, our neighbor has a gun and shoots all the squirrels. No wonder they congregate in &lt;i&gt;our &lt;/i&gt;yard; they're hiding. Just thought that was annoying though, poor stupid squirrels, and I hate hearing the sound of gunshots in the middle of the night. It's not like you can even see anything ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Oh, I'll tell you what I started drawing anyway. It's theee....thee...Well you see ever since my computer, that had my character directory on it, died, I sort of can't remember the names for anything, like the Silshuakte Project, which I think is spelled wrong anyway, and Queen Ensaoryuu's father's name, and all the Elemental Goddesses' names. Bunch of others as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;DUUURH but I'm drawing her dad. He's turning out pretty well :") One of the characters I've been wanting to work more on for a long long long time, 'cause Ensaoryuu and her father are the base of MYNIJIAXXX like Snape and Dumbledore are the base of HP; the entire story is built up around them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;but yeah everything looks good so far. I love my lil sketchbook i got from starbucks. its epic. All i have left to do is his face and the BG. Maybe some clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;That came out wrong OTL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ermmm, so yer we made a blackout cake today. Basically chocolate cake with chocolate pudding and cake crumbles on the top. It tastes really good, but alone the pudding tastes like someone put nailpolish remover in it. It's weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What's her face died her hair red again recently. I just want to angrily post on her wall "STOP TRYING TO BE LIKE ME D8". Just so I can boost my ego or something. But I feel like she is. Like she took one look at my crappy emo edited pictures on FB and just went 'i can do better than her nya nya'. I sort of want to strangle her though 'cause she's an IDIOT. Like the biggest idiotic chick you could ever think of. She's proud of it, too ._. it makes me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;You know what else makes me mad? How ATTITUDE-Y AND WHINEY&amp;nbsp; another person has to be. It's like her life is constantly "my life sucks / im sick of crying / i hate guys / i have no real friends" blah blah blah. holy crap yo. yer asking for a slap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;The world doesn't revoooooolve around you so no one wants to heeeearrrr how depresssedd you arrreeee because your life is so much woooorse than everyone elseees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;good god almighty @___@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ooo ooo as a side note~~~! I'ma get a new computer real soon! ;w; like like next paycheck soon! yaaaaay!!!~~!!! I'm so happy. but also kinda sad. I feel like my computer's still fixable, and theres so much stuff I need off it. If anyone of you has a Windows XP CD, would you mind letting me borrow so I could maybe reboot via the CD? I think that might work. Soooo, I would really appreciate it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;JELLY FIIIIISHUUUUUUU~!!! *punched*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;But I just thought I'd give you a random UDPATE I'M IN MY MIDTERM EXAMS YEAAAAAYUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;like 15 lessons to go and I move onto the next grade. ugh finally. I'm such a slowpoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;eeyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ROFL I-I'm done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;~Bokky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&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/7099251623862766031-4956266051119553706?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4956266051119553706/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4956266051119553706' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4956266051119553706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4956266051119553706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-cant-evade-our-destiny.html' title='//WE CANT EVADE OUR DESTINY'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-3334717343336258624</id><published>2009-11-19T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:18:05.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ORE AMERIKA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; blah / irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Wild berry zinger tea + doritos (so healthy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;God Knows... - Aya Hirano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt;  Bloggu + Youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be Doing:&lt;/b&gt; ughhhh schoolwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;DO YOU LIKE THE NEW COLORS?? I don't even like purple. But I thought it looked good :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sooo...I hope you think so too, ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;This tea is REALLY good. By celestial...gardens? Is that it's name? OTL I-I forgot *kicked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;but it's good so you should get it because I said so. Logic: I has it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Anyhoodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I absolutely adore my new phone. It's just awesome ;a; although the only thing i dun like about it is how easy it is to punch different letters on the keyboard, which I guess should be expected because it's a touchphone, but it's only something minor. I can't wait to put music on it and stuff ;w; it's awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I can't wait till I either get my computer fixed or get a new one. OMG I want my own computer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;1. I hate Windows Vista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;2. I hate laptops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;3. I only have limited access so I need sam's password for EVERYTHING, which means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;4. I can't use my tablet on here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;5. Don't have photoshop on here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;6. Don't have the program so I can upload pictures from my camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;7. Don't have my all-in-one printer, so no scanning or printing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;8. Haven't got the bass box like mine did, so sucky speakers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;i can't use my tablet on here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;10. IT'S RETARDED D8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;So I have my reasons!! I'm an artist! And a writer! I shouldn't have to deal with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;And as a side note: I LOVE APH. HOLY CRAP. IT'S LIKE A DRUG OTL. i larf it ;w; its like...its like dbz, only aph. I want plushies and posters and pillows and keychains and EVERYTHING APH SO MOVE OUT OLD ANIME PICCUS *clears off her walls* ;w; I should roll out the red carpet. ne ne.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;*cries*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;UM! Oh, you're probably wondering about reality. Well mom's car got fixed, yay! Only it started randomly dying right after she got it out of shop, so she took it back and said they couldn't find anything wrong with it, but now it's working fine and hasn't died since. Which means they found something wrong and didn't want to admit their error. Nice job, guys! And Sam's truck sprung a really bad oil leak so now she has to use mom's car while mom borrows dad's car for the weekend, or until he fixes Sam's truck. Dad has like, a car (MY CAR. HURRY UP AND REPLACE THE CARPET!) and his worktruck, so i mean it's not like he'll be all nagging 'gimme my car back! D8!'...hopefully not anytime soon, anyway. And all of this reminds me of how pitiful I am that I haven't even got my permit yet. I mean...I mean. ;a; i'm such a loooooserrrrrr. fff. job first, okay! job. Job. Job. Job. Job~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I wanna play Zeld-*BOMBED*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;O-Oh my. This person's icon is Russia in a speedo. O_______________O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;That's sort of scarring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;AHHHHAHAHAA ANY-ANYWAY HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING????!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;My bangs are growing out, so I need to start cutting them. I think the last time I cut my own bangs I was 6 and they turned out horribly crooked and my mom about had a meltdown. Lets hope I've gotten a bit better since then, shall we~?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Anyway, that was my lame-o update. Today was pretty! It was cold. No sign of make-up yet though ;w; tomorrow, then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;~Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Boko~&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-3334717343336258624?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/3334717343336258624/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=3334717343336258624' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3334717343336258624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/3334717343336258624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/ore-amerika.html' title='ORE AMERIKA!'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1183748834327467051</id><published>2009-11-17T23:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:11:18.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//i was hiding under ur porch cuz i love u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, vocal, dramatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Earl Grey tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Epik High - Love Love Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Exams / sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ugh, I &lt;i&gt;hate this history book!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Who thought the Study Guide was actually useful? I've never looked at them and always got good grades, why would it matter now? &lt;i&gt;BECAUSE APPARENTLY THE HISTORY BOOK ITSELF DOESN'T HAVE THE ANSWERS TO ANY OF THE EXAM QUESTIONS. &lt;/i&gt;Thought they were being sneaky, see. Clever, if you would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;We finally took all the junk in the front yard to the dump. Yay!!! Our front yard doesn't look like a junkyard anymore~~!!! Except that the neighbor dogs keep coming and digging holes and stuff :I I wanna kill 'em&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;, but they're so cute ;A;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ohhh ohh! I get a new phone tomorrow! I'm so happy! Mom took the day off so she could get her car fixed, because apparently she couldn't get Monday off, so it'll be fun~ hopefully my make-up will come in tomorrow, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;You know it's silly; one friend is happy while the other is sad, and then vice-versa, and theres always the few that seem to blend into the background, while those two stick out and unconsciously pound your emotions with a hammer, sucking away your neutrality and leaving you feeling sort of dull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I really appreciate it when people are honest about how they feel. I think it's sort of flattering that they allow a window into their thoughts and emotions. My sister semi-recently said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"You know, friends are really nice to have, until they get all sad and stuff. Then you wonder if they're really worth having."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, I thought it was a little self-centered, because everyone gets sad, and it's the other's job to be comforting (or allow them their space), right. But I thought it was kind of interesting, because people let words fly out of their mouths and reveal a &lt;i&gt;lot &lt;/i&gt;that they, if they'd been aware of it, wouldn't've wanted anyone to know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I guess to narrow it down, like cutting off a corner of a cheese block, my point is that rather than being baffled by people's self-centeredness, it's easier to sit back and realize that you aren't the only person in the world who feels like clawing their eyeballs out and ripping people's faces to shreds at the end of the day -- or maybe even at the beginning of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, there is sort of no point in telling anyone, because even if they did understand, no one can say anything in the least comforting, because we are all individuals, and we all feel different about different things, and we never experience the same stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So if I were to tell you right now that my dad was verbally, physically, sexually and mentally abusive, and throughout the first 13 years of my life I was constantly crying and constantly dealing with balled up anger and humiliation, anything you would say could not comfort me, because the harm has already been done, and nothing is going to be able to erase it from my memory. Things like feeling unloved, or being criticized, or having someone always beating you up, &lt;i&gt;stick &lt;/i&gt;with you for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Though, I'm not saying to keep it to yourself, because that's what blogs are for, or diaries -- to express emotion, to blow off some steam, to bawl your eyes out over something. But the only thing that, to me, could ever really mean something, is an apology from the person who caused me so much pain for years and years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So, I think, when a friend is upset or angry, it shouldn't depend on whether or not it's worth &lt;i&gt;having a friend&lt;/i&gt;, because 99% of the time, you only see the tip of the iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; And yes. Even~ when I'm talking like this~! ^o^ I have a straight, serious~ face x3 just so you know how well text portrays emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;And offf~!! To another topic~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ROFL Russia's version. "ENJOY THAT ZERO DEGREE WEATHER!" I want to go to Russia and be pwned. I'm so failtastic. Russians are kinda pretty. I wouldn't mind being their prisoner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"WHO IS THIS CHICK WITH NO EYEBROWS AND CREEPY HAIR COLOR?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"idk man just like shoot her or something she's staring at me weird"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;LIFE ISN'T WHAT I THOUGHT IT WOULD BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;It's gay. It likes guys. It doesn't like girls. I'm moving to Russia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ANYWAY *sparkles* Je suis fatigue. J'ai headache. I really should be sleeping right now, but am I? &lt;i&gt;noooon~ buuuu~ wo bu shuijiao, wo xihuan bloggu tai duo. Wo xuyao kan shenme wo de pengyoumen xie. dui?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;"I'm tired. I have a headache. I really should be sleeping right now, but am I? Nooo, nooo~ I'm not sleeping, I like my bloggu too much. I need to read what my friends wriiiite. right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;There :C now learn francais and putonghua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Bon nuit~ oyasumi~ wan an~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;CALL ME FOGO. GOD. WHO IS THIS BROOKE ANYWAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/7099251623862766031-1183748834327467051?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1183748834327467051/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1183748834327467051' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1183748834327467051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1183748834327467051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-hiding-under-ur-porch-cuz-i-love.html' title='//i was hiding under ur porch cuz i love u'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-4143696779545035982</id><published>2009-11-16T17:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:40:45.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>//NO.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is the French version of the Chinese poem I posted on Facebook :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="I want to understand"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je veux&lt;/b&gt; comprendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="My heart is so cold"&gt;Mon cœur est si froid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Your love could never be returned"&gt;Votre amour ne pourrait jamais être retourné&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="I'm not sure"&gt;Je ne suis pas sûr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="If I could imagine the color of the sky"&gt;Si je pouvais imaginer la couleur du ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="I want my tears bloody"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je veux&lt;/b&gt; que mes larmes de sang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="I feel like it's the only way out"&gt;J'ai l'impression que c'est le seul moyen de sortir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Of life and death -- it's beautiful"&gt;De la vie et la mort - c'est beau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="When you sing a lullaby"&gt;Quand vous chantez une berceuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="It paints the prettiest red into my life"&gt;Il peint le plus joli rouge dans ma vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="I want us to fall unconscious forever"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je veux&lt;/b&gt; que nous tombions toujours inconscient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt;Et aller tout simplement, sans comprendre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRANSLATION:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt;I guess I should. Things come out better when I write in a different language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want&lt;/b&gt; to understand&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so cold&lt;br /&gt;Your love could never be returned&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure &lt;br /&gt;If I could imagine the color of the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want&lt;/b&gt; my tears bloody&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's the only way out&lt;br /&gt;Of life and death -- it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When you sing a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It paints the prettiest red into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want&lt;/b&gt; us to fall unconscious forever&lt;br /&gt;And simply go without understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title="And simply go without understanding."&gt;i got window crayons so i've been drawing on my windows all day~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7099251623862766031-4143696779545035982?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/4143696779545035982/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=4143696779545035982' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4143696779545035982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/4143696779545035982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/no2.html' title='//NO.2'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5126804471110632595</id><published>2009-11-15T00:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:50:50.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAKE YA TAIL FEATH-*punched*</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new banky for my bed :") it's black. To go with my polka-dot sheets and pink drapes. And a new pillow. and some black fuzzy slippers. and some teaaa!!! But my feet are really paying for it 'cause we spent like 7 hours shopping OTL ouch. I also got two shirts. They're both gray. I was in a gray mood. They're awesome, though.&lt;br /&gt;This peach tea tastes like peach gummies.&lt;br /&gt;Also if any of you know Ashley's FB link, gimme it, kay? I've searched and searched for it and I only found her mom :/ but she said herself she's on there. Maybe her mom made her delete it? I don't know. That's been happening alot lately. First Lindsey, and then Kacie, and et cetera. So yeah, I want it :C&lt;br /&gt;All the stores seem to have no good shoes in. They're all ugly. I looked for some shoes to go with my Rena Ryugu costume and found some, but then I wasn't sure if she really WORE those, or if maybe she wore boots with her...school...unif-SHUT UP. I didn't feel like spending 30$ on shoes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was like "Oh, Wal-mart has this. For like 5 bucks to. Hmm." all throughout Kohls, Shoe carnival, Kirklands, Target -- For some reason I really really hate spending money.&lt;br /&gt;I will not buy a shirt that is over 13$. For seriously. Any higher and it's ridiculous. Guy shirts are cooler anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My feet hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, today I woke up and the right side of my bangs were sticking STRAIGHT OUT. Like, anime-hair like. It was scary.WET COMB.......GO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And then I straightened it because my hair only has body in places it's not supposed to have body. And in all the wrong directions, too. So it showed me just how much it loved me and I am proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a pain.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I got some new teas lately. LIKE EARL GREY~ and WHITE PEACH-SOMETHING and ALL THESE DIFFERENT SAMPLES THAT ALL TASTE REALLY GOOD so it's awesome. I'm happy. I got some mint truffle coffee creamer too so I'm going to be cleaning the house &lt;i&gt;spotless &lt;/i&gt;this week.&lt;br /&gt;Er, because of all the caffeine, in case you hadn't picked up on that.&lt;br /&gt;Essays make me want to cry. THIS ECONOMY IS HAVING AN AFFECT ON ME TOO YOU KNOW. You know you know. Crap! Hey I might get a new computer soon. Well, after my mom gets her car fixed, but I mean that's pretty soon! Poor computer, it was so good too. 8C I will mish yew laik nebr b4&lt;br /&gt;cuz the last 4 times yew broke yew got revived but THIS TIME&lt;br /&gt;oh, THIS TIME&lt;br /&gt;Your warranty expired :3&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;But you all already knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodles. I ordered my E.L.F make up yesterday! And today I found out Target carries it! *shoots the wall* ah, well. You live you learn, ne? But I mean it looked like there was some things that were only in the online catalogue and not in the store. Hmm~ We'll just see. I ordered white liquid eyeshadow~ and some mascara~ and some lipgloss~ and some nail polish~ and some foundation~ and some eyeliner~ and i think thats it. Yay! When my mom saw it in the store, she gave me a "you 'tard" look. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo and I'm ALMOST DONE with my Allor picture. I'm so happy! She looks so pretty. She doesn't really look much like Amora, but then again I haven't really settled on the right face for Amora. So I guess I'm gonna have to copy hers, but my characters are always ALWAYS changing. I think the only character that hasn't really changed that much is Arayan, Ensaoryuu, or Lijiarah. Save that I changed Ensaoryuu's and Lijiarah's names.&lt;br /&gt;Lijiarah's name at the very first was Leeyarah, but then it turned into sapphirre, and then it turned into Lijiarah, which is mynijian for Sapphire. 8D AREN'T I COOL???! Ensaoryuu's was Gen'aisatsu but then I got kicked in the head or something and realized it was really ugly. And I was pronouncing it wrong, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear there are times in your life where your brain seriously undergoes some drastic growth while you're asleep, and when you wake up its like you got slapped or something and then EVERYTHING makes sense. Like that math problem, or why your face looks the way it does, or why you chose pizza over mickey dee's the other day. Or why your life sucks so bad &amp;lt; ---- haven't figured that one out yet 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't talk her into buying an orange toilet seat cover though :C it was fuzzy and cute! and orange! Sure it wouldn't really match in my bathroom but it's ORANGE and DO MY THINGS EVER MATCH? She was all "dude no way am I spending $8 on an orange toilet seat cover"&lt;br /&gt;;C I'm gonna go buy it when I get my own monies.&lt;br /&gt;It would match with the fuzzy black mat. And the black curtain rod IT WOULD'VE LOOKED FANTASTIC D8&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. I think I've rambled long enough. I'll esplain more laturrrrrrrr. right therre right theeerrre hey didn't that song play in Robots? I think I reme-*slapped*&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just way too caught up in the early 2000's.&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-5126804471110632595?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5126804471110632595/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5126804471110632595' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5126804471110632595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5126804471110632595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/shake-ya-tail-feath-punched.html' title='SHAKE YA TAIL FEATH-*punched*'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-942427752632137821</id><published>2009-11-12T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:40:41.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AND I BLEED// NO MORE//</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Sleepy, caffeinated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Cherry DR Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Emilie simon, evanescence, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu + chatting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Essay / sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;OTL H-HI EVERYBODY-*kicked*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sorry it's been a while since I updated. Sometimes I get really really distracted while blogging and then I lose interest and I end up not even posting it. Most of the time I get all emo and start ranting and then I change my mind and it's all gsgbsbgs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I was at Cato's today and I was in a dressing room and it had very very unkind mirrors. I was all "I am SO GOING ON A DIET ON MONDAY LIKE TOTALLY" it's gonna be celery and tea from here on out, so count to ten. I also really want to break the habit of biting my nails. It's terrible. I hate how short my nails always are. I feel masculine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;A little black boy flipped me off today at the store. I just stared at him and I think he got embarrassed. Kids are so bad lately. People are too lazy to punish them so it makes me look like a child beater when I set off after them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I've sort of been watching DBZ kind of obsessively lately. And it's not even Dragonball Kai, you know the version where they cut out all the unnecessary face shots. I mean, even watching the &lt;b&gt;gradual storyline slowly progress&lt;/b&gt;, I'm still like glued to the screen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;it was scary though with that one random scene "YOU THINK BUU SEXY?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Cell was the hottest :C they called it his perfect form for a reason, you know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I was &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;just talking about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Erm, anyway. So the convention this past weekend was really really good and encouraging. I'm going to add that the new generation friend group is rather interesting, though. I was used to hanging around Jennifer and Rachel's friend group 'cause I was a loser and didn't have one of my own, and then when everyone sort of drifted off, I sort of was left wandering around, and only had Kita. But now it's like i'm actually part of a group and I feel really happy. I know that sounds SO loserish. Homg. but I really like it. I don't feel all lonely. I feel like I have someone to cling to now :")&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;'Cause it really hurts to go and talk to people for me. I'm so anti-social. I dig my heels into the floor and pretend to be too busy to go and walk around, when really I'm just super self-conscious. So yeah it all works out. OR DOES IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;sorry. had to throw that in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;This just made me happy. "un compfotablyness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Speaking of pronunciation (or not...?) the title of my blog &lt;b&gt;Huel`ianduien Amingli, &lt;/b&gt;means 'Beautiful Love' in a language I made up. :"D so that makes more sense, ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Hwel-yawn-doo-yun&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; uh-mawng-lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;jya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already told some of you that :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we have starbucks sweets in the kitchen. mom bought home a box of them. I sort of want one but i'm also sort of thirsty and i kind of want to go get some tea but i'm also kinda sleepy and lazy so I dunno what I wanna do. Today was a long day. It was cold and nice today. The neighbor's dog came and bothered me. I'm reminding myself of that one puppet pals episode with snape where he says "Today i made oatmeal. It was wet(?) and soggy(?)" or something along the lines of that. Snape is so fascinating. If I wasn't crazy i'd start a fanclub.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Anyhoodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I've been working on this pic of Allor for quite some time. I keep changing things and adding things, it's really quite annoying. Right now I'm biting my nails over her stupid left hand (our right). It's supposed to be on her hip and she's all ego-ish but like, she's wearing a miniskirt and I feel the dimensions would have to be slightly altered for her to be doing so, and also her fingers are like fkdsja;flksdja;lfkjsadlkfjsdafwedontcooperatelikegooddrawnfingers nya nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;so you know how that goes. I've been in the mood to paint. I'm really awful at painting but it's fun to try everynow in then. I'm way better at oil pastel and stuff. I drew&amp;nbsp; a tea cup. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Um I'm sort of rambling but I guess...you know...I should probably go. I'll go when I get sick of typing and/or distracted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You know, even though I'm afraid of the dark, sometimes I just want to lay in the dark listening to chanting or choir music and drown in my misery .-. I like the idea of pretending to be dead. It gives me a reason to be upset. And wish that i could be numb to everything instead of actually &lt;i&gt;feeling emotion&lt;/i&gt;. Just lock myself in a small room away from everything else and sort out all of my problems. My heart feels all jumbled and torn up, like someone raked barbed wire over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I have all the time in the world and somehow I feel like my days are melting into each other, like theres not enough time in a day for me to take a breath. It hurts to think about it. It's like touching fire even though you know you'll get burned, and i suppose this illustration is overused and could be considered cliche. You know what will happen, and you've been given a heads-up. You know about the consequences and yet, it's like someone's blind folded you and pushed you out into the streets. I guess I'm not making any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I want to ask myself why I do the things I do. Even if it means falling face-first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Woah, looking at this post makes me realize how much of a bipolar moment I had o___O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I took a shower in the middle of typing this up so I hope y'all don't mind 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ps i love aph and dbz ok thx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-942427752632137821?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/942427752632137821/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=942427752632137821' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/942427752632137821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/942427752632137821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-bleed-no-more.html' title='AND I BLEED// NO MORE//'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5539061462787978679</id><published>2009-11-06T16:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:54:18.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>// BECAUSE I'M THE ICE GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Pleasant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Coffee (I'm drinking WAYYY too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Hotarubi Kakeru - Dear You (When They Cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu + Facebook + music + Essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/b&gt; concentrating more on schoolwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I know I update wayyy too often, and I apologize, but I should scold you because what else would you expect from me? I'm not dragging you over to your computer every day, making you check my blog updates, raaaaaaawrsies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;When I listen to this version of Meltdown, the one with Kaito and Len, why do I think of two of my characters? I mean, sure like the first part of the prechorus goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;"I dreamt I had my hands around your neck," or you guys know how it goes :") (and that's like the only part I can remember, apart from allegro agitate, but I can't even remember how to spell it right.) so it DOES fit, I mean, you know, they hate each other, MY CHARACTERS I mean, the ones I think of. OTL someone hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;You might have noticed (or maybe not, I'm not assuming the whole world revolves around me), that I posted some new piccus of myself on facebook. And they are TERRIBLE TERRIBLE quality. I took them with my webcam and used mr. I-crap-my-pants-everytime-you-tell-me-to-do-something Vista to edit them. I'll hint you guys out and tell you I look a lot better during the day than at night, where all the coffee I've been drinking has slowly leeched my body and I look like the living dead, so there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I took a shower just so I could camwhore. Are you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Oh, I finally finished that second part of the side-story i was writing about those &lt;strike&gt;fags &lt;/strike&gt;two people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;...Actually I've been told I look rather good at 4AM but ANYWAY SORRY-- yeah I finished the 2nd part of the sidestory, or I suppose we could just do something like this: SS 2/4. It'll always remind me of Super Saiyan, but who cares. I say this as I'm wearing my Death Note shirt and itching to go watch the rest of my DBZ movies in the living room. I really need a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;WHY DO I KEEP GETTING OFF TOPIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ANYWAY. YES I FINISHED THE 2/4. The queen was all "holy crap what are you DOING" and Allor was all "aaaaahahaa OTL i'm gonna die"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Do you think if I blast my Swiss folk-metal music, I'll scare away the stalker guys? I think it's really pretty but some people just get weirded out way too easily. Which should be a shame, because if I alone do not scare them away, then something I do surely will. Like making the facial expression I'm drawing on a character, or start handstitching an entire costume because the pieces to my sewing machine are all strewn out across the house and I'm too lazy to go on a scavanger hunt. I'm not afraid to use a hammer and smash fingers, so no creeping your little bony hands all over my house. It's MINE and it WILL attack if I tell it to. And I have dogs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I wonder if they watch KitaBoko, and they recognize me? HOLY CRAP. ;A;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHOCOREITO DISUKO~! CHOCOREITO DISUKOOO~~!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;I need to brush up on my Japanese, it's horrifying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I understand more than I can speak. I feel so happy reading Hiragana and getting the gist of a Kanji because I've studied Chinese, but I hate that it's so broken. I'm really bad with Katakana. I think I only know the vowels in Katakana. OTL orz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;wryyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I wrote a poem last night, but I don't really like it. At all. I feel like I didn't finish a thought, but then I hate overly-long poems, and and...I dunno, I didn't explain enough, and simply in a way put it bluntly. See what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;.001&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without remark&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Audacity left you speechless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Casually disregarding&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The underlying differences&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By smothering it with the obscene&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abiding your evanescence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In last resort, uncurling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without acts, you are nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heartless, yet I redeemed you so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Call out my faults, though you weep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From a statues embrace; unwritten again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sneering mask&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sets me afar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because we have stumbled&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Away from the path of righteousness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Denying the knowledge of eternity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grasping the forsaken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You own my breath, but&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You taunt me with no consequence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Die, fall away, leave me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I mourn every loss but my own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I dont know :/ I guess I dont have to like all of my poetry, as long as it serves its point. laaa~ *dances*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13640_172028042431_561707431_2755140_5416712_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13640_172028042431_561707431_2755140_5416712_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I didn't even post the best pic and i already deleted them because ididn't want someone to find it on here OTL i'm stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Eeee I should leave you guys ;3;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ciao~! Zaijian~! Au Revoir~! Sayonara~! Lahitraot~! BYE D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Fogo~* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7099251623862766031-5539061462787978679?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5539061462787978679/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5539061462787978679' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5539061462787978679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5539061462787978679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-im-ice-girl.html' title='// BECAUSE I&apos;M THE ICE GIRL'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7359066492323224032</id><published>2009-11-04T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:45:36.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>we are PANIC STRICKEN//</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; Calm / peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; I have coffee somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Crickets, whining dogs, rustling of leaves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu + fanfiction + chatting + urge to write :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/b&gt; schoolwork, writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Anyway so you guys know i got that new Epica CD (which sounds like ten times better on headphones, might I add) ? Well, I really like it. It sort of sounds all the same, but I guess that's like with every new CD I get, because I just can't hear the difference at first. Mom tells me she hates evanescence because she thinks all their songs sound the same, so I guess it differs. But it's really epic, and the album cover is really &lt;i&gt;interesting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/reviewpics/epica_design.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/reviewpics/epica_design.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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: left;"&gt;I mean, obviously when you look at it upside down, you can see a city, and I'm not quite sure what its meant to represent. Or, well, I haven't really given it much thought, so maybe you could comment and express your idea. Comments are super appreciated, did I ever mention that? Once I get my computer fixed (or get a new one), I will upload a few songs so you can get a listen :")&lt;br /&gt;&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;I'm sitting outside on my front porch, and I guess it's quite buggy out here, but at least the wasps and bees and walking sticks aren't attacking me like usual. It's really pretty out here though, I need to take a picture. My camera's dead and I wouldn't have a way to upload the pictures, but I mean...my whole world is crashing down :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love fall.&lt;br /&gt;&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;Ummm. OH! Yeah, yesterday me and my sister went to Benton. OMG STARBUCKS! And Target, Kohls, Kirkland's (rofl now I just think of APH), Rue 21, Hastings and then wal-mart. Nothing too exciting. I had 10 bucks instead of 20 and I sort of wanted to die when I realized I didn't &lt;i&gt;quite &lt;/i&gt;have enough money to pay for my CD. Bawww.&lt;br /&gt;&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;(loser)&lt;br /&gt;&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;OHHH theres like, a convention this weekend and I'm totally unprepared OTL I hate when things like this jump out at me. I wonder if were going to have to rent a car or something since mom's is like *death* everytime she drives it, so IDK. Also my cousin and my aunt were supposed to visit this weekend, as well. (What day is it?) AHHHHAAA TOMORROW HOLY CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OTL orz&amp;nbsp; i might die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my aunts are like highschoolers. you say something to ONE of them and its like a wildfire. EVERYONE knows. Just so long as they dont find me on facebook. ;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then ALSO THIS WEEKEND mom was supposed to take loser his crap so he'd stop calling my sister, so I dunno whats gonna happen. Conventions are really really tiring and by the time we get home its like like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;@A@ 'aaaauuuughghghghg'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;WHY DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR HALLOWEEN DECORATIONS OUT. It's debt time. Didn't you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ANYHOOODLE~~~~! That was sort of a quick update. (quick? or unnecessary?)&lt;br /&gt;&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;I be goin y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~Bokky &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&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/7099251623862766031-7359066492323224032?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7359066492323224032/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7359066492323224032' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7359066492323224032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7359066492323224032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-panic-stricken.html' title='we are PANIC STRICKEN//'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5769313124086075761</id><published>2009-11-02T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:28:03.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DECEIVER OF HEARTS // DECEIVER OF FOOLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; :") kaykay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt; Need more coffee~~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Deceiver of Fools - Within Temptation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Bloggu + fanfiction + music + writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/b&gt; Doing something outside, essay writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;I FINALLY CHANGED KUNIJIMA'S NAME!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;It's Afynit&lt;/span&gt;ë.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;:"D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, it's not his &lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;name. Just like Maelic isn't Maelic's real name; people just call him that because he's supposedly really angry at &lt;i&gt;Afynitë &lt;/i&gt;and that whole situation you know. That, and apparently he wasn't too happy with the Queen for all she did, hence how it all got started. ANYWAY so people call him Maelic, and Afynitë, Afynitë because he feigns having a sweet demeanor and being sincere, when really he's a mass murderer and a user and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I've REALLY been wanting to draw Allor. Because I'm starting to like her more and more as I develop her personality. I think I talked about this in one of my earlier posts. I dunno. I'll get to that and show all of you guys her ASAP because her relationship with the Queen is epic :"D I'm currently writing a side story with the two of them, it makes me so happy to finally get their personalities out there. it's aweso~ome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ALSO ALSO OKAY CLICK THE AD ON THE SIDE OF THE PAGE. Please! It supports me! ;A; To make it big I need money...LOL that came out wrong, but you know what I mean. So just a click, okay? ;w; I'll love you forever and ever and we can skip off into the sunset, howssat sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;um so today when I woke up i found like TONS of sweets like on the table and stuff, which I mean, Sam works at walmart so I'm not surprised that she'd go and tackle the sales, but holy crap. I'm going to gain like 50 pounds D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;choooocoolaaaate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME FKLDJS;FKLJSAD&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, I was thinking about putting up my player, so you guys can listen to obnoxious music while reading my obnoxious posts, which should sound like lots of fun to you guys. So yeah, I'll get around to that. I think I forgot my password and everything, so it'll be a hassle, oh well. It's not like I haven't forgotten a password before &lt;strike&gt;i mean lol thats why i have like 5 gaia accounts and three deviantart accounts i mean lol&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Soooo I'm more likely to go and kill myself OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even if your words cascade~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tears vineyards apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It will eventually spiral downwards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into a blissful nothingness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every thing that repeats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is like digging a hole through my throat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My poetry is really going downhill lately. I need to get back into the habit of writing. I love symbolism~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I usually pick out graceful words and use them, and it's only after I've finished the poem and read it, that I realize what I was actually talking about. the above was talking about slander / rumors, if you hadn't grasped that. I first wrote 'Tears thorns apart', and replaced it with 'Tears vineyeards apart', which in a way, both could mean the same thing, but slander tears away the pretty things, the innocence and the simple way of looking at things, atleast IMO. Theres a spider crawling outside my window. it's really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;JFKLDJAS;FKLJDSA I JUST IMAGINED IT ON MY HAND FFFFFFFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;OH right. but yeah. I want my computer back. I'm gonna cry. I might just start button mashing (as if that'd help, honestly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;o3o wellllll we'll just see wont weeeee~~~~? I'm not a computer nerd for nothing~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eeeeee;"&gt;~Fogo / Boko / Kussu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/7099251623862766031-5769313124086075761?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5769313124086075761/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5769313124086075761' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5769313124086075761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5769313124086075761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/deceiver-of-hearts-deceiver-of-fools.html' title='DECEIVER OF HEARTS // DECEIVER OF FOOLS'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7462224544199051372</id><published>2009-11-01T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:26:40.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE THOUSAND ONE NIGHTS UNSEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sarcastic / boooored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Tea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaito - World Is Mine (ahh omg! *A*)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bloggu + fanfiction + chatting + music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Showering? Be outside?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;KAITO YUR VOICE ISH HEAVEN *A* how can someone who doesn't even exist be so awesome ;3; bawwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice sort of reminds me of Russia, tho it may just be the scarf. OTL sorry I mean the APH character Russia. ROFL. but yeah for some reason....ehhhh Russia~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had to go over to my dad's yesterday, we had to get some of our stuff because my cousins were gonna go over there and help him with the flooring, 'cause he's getting hardwood floors put in, but he hurt his knee. Apparently he's had surgery on it, but I haven't heard anything about that. It was soooooo hard talking to him and stuff, hey but I think he might buy me a new phone. Awesome. I should've asked for the piano, too, but I'd already forgot. We have to go back and get some more stuff later on. I wish things weren't so awkward. I NEVER NOTICED HOW NOSEY THOSE NEIGHBORS ARE HOOOMG. Freaking entire street (at my dad's house) knows he's getting new flooring in now. I hope they're happy with their pathetic little lives now, since they have absolutely NOTHING ELSE IMPORTANT TO TALK ABOUT EXCEPT FOR THAT TALL RED HEADED GUY WHO NEVER TALKS TO ANYONE IS GETTING HARDWOOD FLOORS PUT IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got to talk to my ex-best friend's grandma. She said Steph wanted to be a pharmacist. Really, Steph, a pharmacist? Your grandma doubts you, you know. And yes, you have to complete high school to go to cosmetology school :C I just wanna get it out of the way even if I didn't. I wanna be a mangaka or something on the side, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaaand, I got blank CD's finally! Yaaay!!!! OMGOMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;AND ALL OF MY DBZ MOVIES I AM &lt;b&gt;SO FREAKING HAPPY&lt;/b&gt;. I LOVE DBZ I'M GONNA LIKE WATCH ALL THESE LIKE ALL WEEK OKAY SO DON'T CALL/TXT UNLESS ITS LIKE SUPER IMPORTANT. Like if you're dying or something OTL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay fine you can ;w; but that's only because I'm a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And all my old disney movies.... HUHU i'm on a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also found my very first sketch book. Well, my first sketch book that i actually considered to be my first sketchbook. it's awesome LOL It's from when I was 9-10 years old. I'm like woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;all of the people in it are horribly disfigured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess i had to improve somehow LOL;;;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I'm doing better. I'm totally not sick anymore, and I'm not as depressed as I was. I guess the thing is I'm a worry wort. I ALWAYS have been a worry wort, and when something happens and I start to worry, it builds up inside of me and I start getting anxious. And with me, anxiety feels the exact same as having that feeling that something really bad is about to happen. Took me some time to realize this. I was practically bawling all week, I was such a nervous wreck. So, erm, I looked up how to relieve anxiety, which I followed along with putting it out of my mind (I'm still not going to tell you whats up, because I was told not to tell. It'll get around soon enough though.) So? Green tea, spending time outside (different scenery. love fall.) chocolate, music, and meditation. ;w; still dont like this but I'm not about to explode or burst into tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;fsbgsbgsb and i gotta go~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-7462224544199051372?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7462224544199051372/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7462224544199051372' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7462224544199051372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7462224544199051372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-thousand-one-nights-unseen.html' title='ONE THOUSAND ONE NIGHTS UNSEEN'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2545488349187835583</id><published>2009-10-28T16:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:33:36.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sekai de ichiban o himesama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Epic/ dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; mountain deeew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Orchestra vers/instrumental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bloggu + essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cccccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Working harder on my essay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHAT IS THERE TO SAY ABOUT JAPANESE, ANYWAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been rewriting this post over and over again, because you see, sometimes I get into a rut where there is absolutely nothing I want to share with anyone, and it really gets on my nerves (as I'm sure it's unnerving for my friends) when I, actually for once in my life, have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The past few days have made me realize how much paradise is needed. I feel like it's one hardship after another, and the small amount of time we have to live is really, afterall, heartbreaking. I always thought "you have to be good. you have to realize that this world is a terrible place and something needs to happen" but I've never noticed it quite like I have now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Makes me want to try 100% harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MOOMOO GOT COLLAR. It's actually supposed to be an orange-red, but it got wet because Sam put it in the bag with the water-plant she brought and it had leaked so the collar got wet and now it just looks kinda red, but it's a pretty red. And it looks good on him anyway ;3; it's about time he got one of his own. Now he just needs his tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm almost not-sick! I still sort of have a cough, and a lil bit of a headache, but I'm better. I don't think I'm contagious, either. I took that antibiotic aka horsepill for like 5 days so I think it's all out of my system.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love Hetalia ;________________;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carrots that wander&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hiding M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In a lamb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arthur they bray!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(THEY BRAY!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, that had nothing to do with Hetalia, btw. Just had to throw that in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm on my period .3. not cool. and some stupid dog got into our BFI so now i have to go pick up trash in our yard. stupid neighbor dogs. and it doesn't help since our gate is broken. jflkdas;jfasd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emmm, I really don't have anything important to say. Nothing big has been going on. Except for the anime cons *A* y-yaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*flails*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think i'm going through a growth spurt. or was. i need to be taller. but like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;there was like a few weeks where i was so hungry i felt like i could eat half the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;aaaand my dog is laying with his head on my laptop OTL soooo sort of having to bend to my left so i can reach the whole keyboard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has the whole couch you'd think he wouldn't feel obligated to lay on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-2545488349187835583?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2545488349187835583/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2545488349187835583' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2545488349187835583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2545488349187835583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/10/mood-epic-dramatic-intake-tea-hears.html' title='sekai de ichiban o himesama'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7535561651529014969</id><published>2009-10-18T01:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:52:41.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ON TOP OF EVERYTHING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sleepy / calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nothing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Barenaked Ladies - Who Needs Sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bloggu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeee I really hate laptops. I don't know why, but there's just something about them I strongly dislike .3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you've probably heard this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere &lt;/span&gt;else, but I'll add it here: my computer crashed. I keep getting the blue screen of death. And, contrary to what my sister seems to think, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i did not download anything that caused it to crash&lt;/span&gt;. I had a problem with that Vista theme, but I'd fully gotten rid of that like, three weeks prior to the system crashing. Which reminds me, I have an awesome picture of what that vista theme &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did &lt;/span&gt;to my system. It's hilarious, and sort of not. I'm certainly upset with my computer dead though. I have un-backed up artwork and stories and pictures on there. I guess that's one thing that is really terrible about not having a job, is you have none of your own money, and you can't get what's important &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for yourself&lt;/span&gt;. You have to rely on others to get things for you, and did any one happen to get blank CDs? Of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;course &lt;/span&gt;not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it's fall you guys! Isn't it wonderful? My nose and my toes are mostly frozen lately, but at least I have a reason to wear scarves and sweaters and comfy clothes like that. I finally got some drapes for my bedroom today~ they're hot pink x"3 and the curtain rod is black and has victorian-styled curls at the ends...ehh i'll take a picture. It adds a nice pink glow to my room~ ="D&lt;br /&gt;Which needs a major make-over. Everything is sort of a mish-mash and it really doesn't look good. I hate this wall color, it's yellowish and just not...not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comfy, &lt;/span&gt;nor pretty. It makes my room look personality-less. But we aren't allowed to paint, and it really sucks. I wanna shoot my landlord.&lt;br /&gt;I also got some different colored polka-dot sheets. They're adoooorable. Now I just need a banky to match. hmm~&lt;br /&gt;But the pleasures of insomnia are ones I can't avoid~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, today's sort of been a long day, now that I think of it. I guess it was that nap I sort of took around 10. Woke up at noon-ish. But I have new bideeyo games! they're really coolnesssss~&lt;br /&gt;Sam got Kingdom Hearts Re:Chain Of Memories, and Mom got er...that Sonic game for the Wii (which is super awesome, I mean, I was the one who was major disappointed when they threw the sega out, remember? It's fantastic...). Chain of Memories is fabu~lous~~! It's kinda sorta tough, but all the good games are, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard listening to CD's (what with having no computer to charge la MP3), you know? It's like&lt;br /&gt;"Snap, it's skipping! Why's it doing that? I'm not used to this! FFFFFFFFF"&lt;br /&gt;God knows I have fifty-million CD's, and I s'pose I'm guilty for keeping them stacked, caseless, in a box. I've noticed, however, the CD's I'd gotten around my Preteens are more scratched up than the older ones, say, like my first CD I ever made with Grockster all those million years ago. Amaazzziiingg, right? I'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been redrawing Amora over and over, trying to settle on a face that fits the personality. He's really, just, I dunno. I think I made someone fasctinating, if I say so myself ="O he's luff and I've sort of settled on one, but I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;quite sure if it's gonna stay. He's supposed to be cute, but serious, since he is still young, but he's sort of...emotionless? Or at least he pretends to be. Blah blah blah~ no really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of serious, I'm gonna hit that side for a sec~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a question: Why is it unbelievably easy for me to say&lt;br /&gt; "I don't like you. I don't want to talk to you ever again." ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just that, I guess...friendship has always been such a cheesy subject to me? Things like Kingdom Hearts really confuses me because this kid risks his life just to see his friends again. I mean come on, Riku's hardly even nice to him in the first game, and Kairi's preppy and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too passive aggressive, maybe I set my standards high above anything humanly possible, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe &lt;/span&gt;I really don't take anything shared between me and someone else to heart, or personally what-so-ever. I really don't understand it. I've come to realize as you grow you understand more, but sometimes you only understand things until it's too late. And I'm so good at pretending to be older than I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the parenting? But I'm not about to go and blame my parents for everything and feel sorry for myself just like my sister's've done. I've made too many promises to go turn out like a total douchebag like they both have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Did I tell you guys Sam broke up with that tard? She did. Yay! And she lives here again. I've been joking about biting my nails and needing a stress-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My H key just popped off for a min, and I like like 'ohhhh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;Because of course that only happens with a computer that isn't mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm supposed to go over to Jazmine's, sooo~ I should get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe you've read this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love~&lt;br /&gt; Boko / Fogo / Kussu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-7535561651529014969?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7535561651529014969/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7535561651529014969' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7535561651529014969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7535561651529014969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-top-of-everything.html' title='ON TOP OF EVERYTHING...'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-855311231895408306</id><published>2009-10-06T23:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:32:03.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; TIRED! / content ="D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Earl grey tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Mika Nakashima - GAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bloggu + fanfic + procrastinating OTL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; SLEEPIIIIING / essay writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided I should give a proper update. But I guess no one's really missing anything. I've been semi-regular in updating on Facebook, Twitter, and Myspace. More or less. Give and take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented some movies for the first time in a looooong while. I was so excited to finally see The Corpse Bride, and I must admit for the first ten minutes that it actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worked&lt;/span&gt;, it was...erm...I'll be honest I think it was pretty terrible. Someone told me it was golden.&lt;br /&gt;I think that kind of thing has been done by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;same freaking person, &lt;/span&gt;lets say, about eight times already. There comes a point where originality, simply becomes unoriginal by, lets call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;over-exposure&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that's happening a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loooot&lt;/span&gt; lately. It might actually be happening to me, but I only submit something every blue moon, so I suppose it's all good...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I babysat some kids of a friends'. Theres two. The oldest is teeeeerrible. Holy crap. If I had a son like that, he would be covered in bruises ._. not that those kind of traits run in my family, I have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards at a meeting, someone was holding the youngest, and they were sitting waaaaay across the room from me, and everyone in there was quiet, and then all the sudden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BOOK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"B&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo~oook!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It hurt to pointedly not look at her :C I'm sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone &lt;/span&gt;in there turned and looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, OH! ROFL well I tried downloading the Vista update-thing-which-really-isn't-an-official-XP-Vista-update-thing-at-least-I-think, but like, so those things totally usually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to throw my computer out the window. 8C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay the problem was, despite it looking all pretty and official, it would NOT let me click on anything -- except the programs that it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends &lt;/span&gt;with. It didn't like the shut down button and wasn't particularly fond of the recycle bin, and if it had its way, my screen would've been completely black save for the freaking program's Welcome screen. But, so, like since it didn't show up on my add or remove programs list, I had to uninstall it from the welcome screen. Alright, it didn't remove everything, that nasty little thing. It left me the vista cursor, desktop Icons, annoying little sounds it makes when you minimize a window, creepy little white space that appears over the 'Start' button, pretending that it looks like that flashy Vista windows button, (but really not). Aughghghghgh&lt;br /&gt;So I re-installed it and uninstalled it again. Okay. Now I get about 49038403298432 'bad image' errors every time I sign on, and my Select Username screen is still Vista-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also get the shadow where the side time-thingy should be. Only its not there. FFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like 'good god almighty, is there no escaping this?' For once in my short life, I actually enjoy the sight of Windows XP. Hell &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has frozen over. &lt;/span&gt;There is no denying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I Install-uninstalled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a-freaking-gain. &lt;/span&gt;And I think everythings okay now. Nothing looks &lt;strike&gt;swine flu&lt;/strike&gt; Vista-ish. Still too scared to delete the program-installer thing because last time I did that it had a fit. I'll get rid of it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd thought that maybe it'd been the Luna theme I had for my toolbar, y'know. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uruu. HOMG I found an old VHS tape that's from 200...1, and its when we'd had to go somewhere, so we recorded Toonami so I could watch the DBZ episode and wouldnt miss it ROFL, but it made me realize how much I missed Toonami :C Th-There was a DBZ episode on there, the one where Vegeta explodes and stuff, and then a Sailor Moon movie with that gay guy who says he's what's-his-face's friend, and then a pokemon episode, and then that HILARIOUS Samurai Jack episode, the one with the Irish man and the bridge. LMAO. ff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really laugh at stuff out loud. Ever. By myself. I about woke the neighborhood watching it. XD oh my god. One of the funniest things I've seen in a looooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, watching it and all of the commercials made me wonder how I knew the difference between 'new' commercials, and 'old' commercials back then. Because they all have the same quality ._.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was that I made game out of trying to read the fine print on every comm that played, so I was always catching the year. I don't know. I'm rambling on. It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was looking forward all day to come home, read a good fanfic, and drink some tea. So I'll go do that and ignore my schoolwork and artwork and literary-work for a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~Boko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-855311231895408306?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/855311231895408306/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=855311231895408306' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/855311231895408306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/855311231895408306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/10/mood-tired-content-d-intake-earl-grey.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-6687374888737128194</id><published>2009-09-29T17:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:03:08.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>我 是...中国人!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) Spell your name: Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With one finger: Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With your chin: aBV GRFTDEOILKOKLIJKIMDESRWF (LMAO atleast i got the B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With one finger and eyes closed: beoojd (XD almost!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With your elbow: hjy54rtopopklre4 (X"D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With your nose: brooke (hey having a small nose finally paid off!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With your palm: broloke (OTL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-With your toes: brooke (8DDD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) Put your music player on shuffle and answer each of these questions with the song title, even if it makes no sense whatsoever XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's your personality like? In The Shadow - The Rasmus (o___O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What song will be played at your wedding? Polyrhythm - Perfume (errr...?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What song will be played at your funeral? The Legend Of GameMusic (WHAT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Will you ever have children? What's It To You?! - Miz (yeah for real xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Final one, what is your theme song? Over The Sky - Hitomi Kurioshi (.........?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) Now I want to know about you as a person! (Final part, promise!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's your name?: Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What colour are your eyes?: Blue-gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have a favourite food?: gyros? (fff the greek food. yeah. that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How about a favourite colour?: ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Favourite song at the moment?: "Sekaaai~ de ichiban no hime-sama~!" that vocaloid one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you have any siblings?: 2 Older half-sisters o__O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Which country do you live in?: AMERICA 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like where you live?: Y-yeah I like all its weirdness and instability. LANDSLIIIIIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-6687374888737128194?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/6687374888737128194/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=6687374888737128194' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6687374888737128194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/6687374888737128194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/09/wo-shizhongguo-ren.html' title='我 是...中国人!'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-2790656001639698493</id><published>2009-08-27T23:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:38:22.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sleepy-ish, great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intake:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Popcorn + diet mountain dew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hears:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; IdolM@ster! - Medley For You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Bloggu + Video upload + Korean + Eating--?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sleeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;howsyouguysdoin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're all gonna kick me for this, but I've started studying Korean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been wanting to study it for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;loooong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;time, and well, I finally got around to it. It's so pretty ;A; and the writing script is just so awesome. The vocabulary is relatively easy if you already know an Asian language, like Chinese (preferably Chinese, actually...). It keeps it interesting. They sure are a pain to write, though, but what character script ISN'T hard to write? I can just imagine Arabic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OTL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's lots of fun, anyhoodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may or not have been told already, but I'm on a diet (finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;), and I've already lost 8 lbs. :"DD!! I started... Friday I think, of last week....Yeah, Friday-thursday-saturday, around there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And baaah stop telling me not to starve myself! Dude, you guys, do you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;honestly, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;honestly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;think I could go without eating? really?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I feel awesome. It's magical right. I'm from the north. 'Cause that's where fairies are from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But a friend of mine has been told that she might lose her house, so Saturday we're going to go apartment-hunting. I feel so bad for her, 'cause we've (my mother and me :"D) been in that situation before, and it's soooo not easy. But I mean, since Sam moved out, we have an extra room for her to stay with us. That's what friends are for, riiiiight? And it's not like we don't have problems of our own. We might lose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;house, but that's just because we can't really afford the rent. But I know things will be OK, they always are. Either way, we'll still be able to move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tomorrow I'm going shopping, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;boxes, tins, and wrapping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;are on my list, so all I'll have to do is bake the actual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, rofl. It'll be hard since I'm on a diet and everything x____x; but i'm not too worried. I also need to get a CARD for said friend up there, as well as her mom, so all of you remind me. And I need flash cards, 'cause i keep forgetting 9 in Korean. Ahop ahop ahop ahop. wryyy is that so hard to remember. Ilgop, yodolp, ahop, yol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can now count in six different languages :"D yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm what else. Oh! I've been putting up pictures on my walls, but the thing is I threw out a lot of my wall-stuff when I was packing, so now I only have enough pictures to cover, ohhh, half a wall...soooo....I'm probably gonna need some printer ink soon 8"D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got Krypteria's new CD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My Fatal Kiss, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I think it's alright. Theres only like 3 or 4 songs I like on it, but that's with all of Krypteria's stuff. My favorites are probably 'Why (Did You Stop The World From Turning)', 'Dying To Love', 'The Freak In Me' and 'God I Need Someone'. Overall, it's not like their old stuff. I haven't really heard any Latin-chanting going on, and it's labeled as Power Metal, instead of Symphonic Metal, which is actually true, 'cause this isn't really Symphonic Metal at all. And I'm also going to get Eluveitie's album soon, because they're just awesome. First time I've heard Folk Metal 8"D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chyaaaamaaaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a lighter scale (in more ways than one--or not), I've been getting some artwork done. I'm almost done with my Maelic, Heijadryn, and SchoolGirl pics, so I'll be able to finally move on. Finally finally finally. :D;; It'll be great. And I'm photomanipulating 2 pics right now, can't wait to see them finished. I've never had to remove clothing before, and it's rather difficult. Makes the skin slightly a different shade, but nothing unfixable. And I gave myself a manicure yaaay. Chipped sparkly blue nail polish is totally shiny unchipped black nail polish. 'Cause i'm way cool man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love my hair. However, it's been falling out like wooooah. I mean, it's always been falling out (not like globs. I'm not going bald by all means), but someone told me it's a sign of stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'm all like "Man, I'm like the most un-stressed out person in the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And then the response was "I don't know, you're kind of quiet, but I'd guess you have a lot of internal stress. You seem to bottle things up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OTL. I called them a stalker and accused them of  staring at me through my bedroom windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I think they hit me dead on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I come off as a completely different person on the internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a really quiet person, unless I'm around very close friends -- like in me and Kita's videos, and even then, I think you can kind of tell that I like to remain impassive, and hide emotions. I come off as 'serious' a lot. A woman I met in Jamaica asked me why I looked serious when I met her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why I do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beats me. I wish I was more outgoing. But I'll let this rest~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;      Boko~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7099251623862766031-2790656001639698493?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/2790656001639698493/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=2790656001639698493' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2790656001639698493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/2790656001639698493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/08/mood-sleepy-ish-great-intake-popcorn.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7274735370829538626</id><published>2009-08-18T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:13:14.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; musical :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intake:&lt;/strong&gt; Coffee  (TIRAMISUUU)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hears:&lt;/strong&gt; Emilie Autumn -  Shalott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doing:&lt;/strong&gt; Bloggu + Fanfic + Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Should Be  Doing:&lt;/strong&gt; Sleeping / studying  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ugh. This is &lt;em&gt;sooooo &lt;/em&gt;my luck. Right here. Listen up, people.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, okay, my computer came with McAfee, right? Well, my subscription expired  yesterday. Well, that same day, I told one of my friends, and they told me to  download Avast, since it’s free and everything, right. So, like that night, I  deleted McAfee, and right before I got to install Avast, my computer got  infected. &lt;strong&gt;in just a few freaking minutes of not having an antivirus.  &lt;/strong&gt;So this stupid bug claiming to be ‘Windows Antivirus Pro’ kept popping  up (oh, every 15 seconds), and everytime I would try to X out of it, it would  ask me to evaluate / purchase it. I was like “shoot, yeah right Dx” So i  resorted to clicking ‘End Task’ in the Task Manager fifty-million times per  minute. But there were also bubbles that kept popping up with very bad grammar  and weird spacing that, I mean, couldn’t trick even the most computer illiterate  person…  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I avoided clicking on any of those windows, but I noticed the icons on my  desktop got black shadows behind them, and that I couldn’t open up System  Restore, or Add or Remove Programs. If I hadn’t been using the Task Manager, I  wouldn’t’ve been able to open &lt;em&gt;any program&lt;/em&gt; at all. So it was getting  pretty bad, and at one point my computer just randomly shut down. I was like  “ocrap D:”, and it happened while I was downloading Avast for the first time.  The other first few times failed, because apparently you had to configure your  proxy settings and OF COURSE I DIDN’T KNOW THIS. So like, the fourth time it  finally downloaded…  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it didn’t get rid of the virus. It TOLD me I had a virus, but it didn’t  get rid of it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So meanwhile trying to find something else that’ll work, my computer starts  getting real laggy, and my internet got real slow. Horror movie @____@ maaan. So  I went to Windows and downloaded Windows Defender…which didn’t really do  anything at all *death* so I was like "crap crap crap D8!!!” the entire time,  ‘cause my computer was practically dying (omg!dramatic!) and I mean…when it’s a  gift from your mom, and you know she spent about 3000 bucks on it…and it’s four  years old and it’s still running like it’s newly bought… It’s totally worth  waging war over for hours.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO, after like raiding five sites, I found this one website where this person  had the similar problem (like almost exactly what I had), and so,  super-desperate me, downloaded ‘Malwarebyte’ or whatever the thing is called,  and installed it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dude, in &lt;strong&gt;one night&lt;/strong&gt;, that virus had infected over 80 files.  Jeeeeez x______x  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the program worked way better than the other two (which are still on my  computer as I’m typing this), and it fully got rid of the virus. Yay!!! And  Avast was having a cow over OneStep (adware) which…I know comes with something…I  &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;it comes with something, like Messenger Plus!  or another  necessity xD…but so I quarantined that…and I think I’m all good now…  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ugh x______o”  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyhoooooodle. *feeds compy soup*. Speaking of uncooperative systems, my PS2  has been acting up. I guess just ‘cause it’s old, but it will BARELY play  cutscenes. I think my FFX disc is completely unplayable now, though, but that’s  my sister’s fault (hey we’re moving! Let’s just throw all the discs in the box  without putting them in their cases, okay? Okay!)…but I mean it won’t play the  first bit (when you start a new game) on FFX-2, or the scenes from FFXII, and  so…I think we’re gonna hafta get a new PS2, which really sucks. But they should  be totally cheaper now, right?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So lots of fun going on lately. Totally. I met some new people, though, and  that’s nice. I think I’ve gained weight…I don’t know…I don’t have a scale right  now, BUT I THINK I HAVE and I need to go run a few miles and eat nothing but  lettuce…lets not talk about that :”D *kicked* Especially since mom made  something with lots of rice for dinner and we’re stocked up on ramen. Shyeaaa,  lets do this.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lmao. Watch our new video, while you’re at it (at what?) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k458ufX3Haw"&gt;Right here!&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no idea why I did that.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And did I mention I just about found my entire family on Facebook? Scary  stuff. Lots of Olsons on the internet. Who would’ve guessed.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t think I’m allowed to friend them ROFL;;;;;;;;;;;;;;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We best frienz yo ttly close.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaanyway i should go before I ramble some more.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~*Fogo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7274735370829538626?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7274735370829538626/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7274735370829538626' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7274735370829538626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7274735370829538626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/08/mood-musical-d-intake-coffee-tiramisuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-5493634649265070518</id><published>2009-08-09T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:44:01.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lead me.......astray?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;artsy / out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intake: &lt;/span&gt;sweet teaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hears: &lt;/span&gt;GIRL NEXT DOOR - Jounetsu No Daisho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doing: &lt;/span&gt;Chat + update + drawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should Be Doing: &lt;/span&gt;taking my trash out .w. + sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I played Tomb Raider: Underworld today with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;It was craaaaaazyyyyy. but so funny. we got to the giant octopus (after I screamed my head off), and and and then we got stuck. But it was nice. It made me want to play Shadow Of the Colossus~ but they I sort of remembered that I was stuck at the sand worm where you have to ride on horseback and turn around and shoot him in the eye with your bow and arrow...and then climb on him and stab him when he runs into a wall....&lt;br /&gt;yeahh frustrating stuff.  So I decided against it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally went shopping. I only got a few stuff from Target, and a pretty leather bag for all my books (hehe OTL)...annd seems like I got something else, but I can't remember. But for once in my life I have my own black hoodie. whoooo~*!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm so used to associating asterisks with footnotes. Maybe it's the end of them for me.&lt;br /&gt;*looks away as she shoves her homework off onto the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle, I have lots of arts to do...and this time I mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. I've really been slacking (since when haven't I?), but I think it's really getting to the point where, if I just endure long enough, I'll eventually get one of them done.&lt;br /&gt;Drawing is fun, but why does it have to be so hard sometimes? @___@&lt;br /&gt;And all of us know that I'm so totally not good with choosing colors when theres a billion things in the picture to be colored. like, how many layers of clothing did I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;give Heijiadryn? Fifty-million? Give or take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOKACHITSUKUSHITE~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. Too much NicoNico douga. uurg~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only person in the world afraid that she's going to be asleep and feel someone raking their nails on her arm, and open her eyes to see a pair of red ones staring down at her. My first thought, of course, should be something ridiculous, like "Ensaoryuuu!!! 8"D!!! th-that kinda hurts ;A;" but yeah OTL *chicken*.&lt;br /&gt;Which takes me onto the subject of ramen. I've been craving ramen. Either Chicken or Oriental, it doesn't matter. Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of them. 'Cause you know when you're poor, you can totally tell what flavor of ramen it is just by the color. Red beef, blue oriental, orange chicken, etc. etc.... I said I'd definitely put that in a quiz and title it "how poor are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start making a list on sentences people say in chatrooms, ranging from completely incomprehensible, to downright hilarious. Instead of just funny quotes.....I really should. It'd be epic. And I've been MEANING TO START like a petition or something, stating that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youtube needs a Confused icon...between thumbs down and thumbs up on comments. &lt;/span&gt;Because, er, omfg....some comments are just @___________@;;;;&lt;br /&gt;You have NO idea wth that person just said...or maybe they said something really really stupid, like "who sang this song" when it's right there in big, bold letters and also listed in the description, which apparently people don't even bother reading lately. I could put my social security number in there and no one would know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because I seem to just click a thumbs icon rather than argue with that person. The more thumbs down they have, the happier it makes me :D //shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and pudding!! so I'ma run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, don't think I forgot about those cookies you guys, I'm still gonna make some more and send 'em to y'all~ so sit tight, kay? ="D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="damncrc-chat-outer alt2"&gt;&lt;span class="damncrc-chat-inner"&gt;&lt;span class="damncrc-chat"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7099251623862766031-5493634649265070518?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/5493634649265070518/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=5493634649265070518' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5493634649265070518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/5493634649265070518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/08/lead-meastray.html' title='lead me.......astray?'/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-1778887470480275661</id><published>2009-07-29T22:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:46:41.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;Sleepy / calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intake: &lt;/span&gt;KAFEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hears: &lt;/span&gt;Cold Fairyland - Yilang Yilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doing: &lt;/span&gt;Fanfics + Youtube + Blog + history study ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should Be Doing: &lt;/span&gt;Cleaning room =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAREKA NO IKITAI NO RUUULE or something~ but if I were to go to a karaoke, i would do all the theme songs for DBZ YEAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the three year obsession with dragonball z. I get it. It's getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao. someone's not going to wisconsiiiiin. because theres no rooooom. DON'T THEY KNOW I'M RESIZABLE bawwww&lt;br /&gt;TAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'm not too bummed out, actually. It's okay. It's okay. But her grandma said she's taking us to A2F and paying for the hotel room!! YAYYY!!!! Now all I have to worry about is getting a job and paying for my costume. Huuu~!!!!! *squeal*......and saving up money I'm going to be spending /at/ A2F....ahhh&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to be poor ~w~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she also promised we would go down to Dallas sometime or something and yeahhh. fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel so untalented that you wonder why you friends even talk to you? ;A;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. Anyway. what I wanted to say was nothing big--well, actually--is worth mentioning in this update. I hate both of my older sisters and I will never do the things they've done, so all of you grab my arms and keep me on the yellow brick road, kay? ummm, what else. I NEED TO GET RID OF THESE COOKIES lol WHY DID I MAKE 60 COOKIES I mean, do I /really/ need to eat that many? Argh xD death by peanut butter cookies = not so ftw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuuuuuuuhhhg...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-VOCALOID TIIIIME!!!!!!!!!!! *runs off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/that was her escape plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-1778887470480275661?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/1778887470480275661/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=1778887470480275661' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1778887470480275661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/1778887470480275661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood-sleepy-calm-intake-kafei-hears.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-7888488805123689783</id><published>2009-07-06T03:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:03:53.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updating. Sparkles. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. But I'm creeped out right now. Wanna know something? My mountain dew needs more ice in it. And it tastes kind of flat. What an update this is. You asked for it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the day before yesterday, I now have three children. December and January (twin girls), and Aussie-Freida (the oldest boy). There. Don't ask. I won't answer (or maybe I will, but this saves me from typing more than I already have to just to show you that I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;alive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhhh. Ummmm, sort of completely settled into new house. It's weird though, 'cause we're kind surrounded by woods, and the trees look really really ominous when it's bad weather and they start dancing, like its tornado-windy outside. You know what I mean, right? It's like how my mom used to have that wooden wind chime, and everytime it was bad weather, it would chime REALLY loud, and it'd scare me. But it's nice. I can watch from my bedroom windows. I actually drew something today! It's sort of a half-profile of Kunijima (whose name I REALLY need to change, someone remind me later, okay?), and I think its turning out pretty good so far. I've always wanted to draw like, thick eyelashes like some artists do (preferably bishounen artists....if you know what I mean). Not saying I gave Kunijima like, super thick My Pretty Pony eyelashes, but enough to where he looks dramatic, because he IS a dramatic character. He's a psycho, and a king, and a father, and Japanese, and a criminal, and a husband and yeahhhh. But we have to get more into his personality sometime, so everyone doesn't think he's just some BAYSTURD who likes to ruin everybodys lives for the heck of it (I'm gonna admit, he really isn't conscious about all of this. He's lost his mind...). Hopefully, it's just not a creator's feeling of love, but maybe he'll grow on y'all like he has me, if I show a sample of how he is...in some way or form....hyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEXTBLOCK OF &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodle. What was I talking about? Oh. Drawing. Yeah. I drew another picture the other day too, but I'm still not sure if it's like, if Photoshop could even fix it up decent enough to where I like it more than I actually do. I have a tendency of adding sparkles and shines to pieces of art that I'm not too happy with. Nyaa, that's me. It was like that pink disaster I think nobody even bothered full-viewing, it was such a mess. The only person who probably liked it was the 'I've been awake ALLLL NIGHT lol and i'm sort of tired lol but i aint gonna admit it lol but i think its good yeah it's good yeah i'm gonna post it 'cause i'm TOTALLY not gonna admit that I'm totally gonna hate it in the morning and loathe myself that i actually posted it without 'fully-rested proofing' it first. yeahhh' Fogo. Yeah. I think that was it. why do i feel like i'm going to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at what time this was posted. :D&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, so I should probably go. I'm set on looking hot for the rest of the year, so watch me burn~ huhu. Please expect more artwork from me, I think I work harder when people expect something from me, rather than "ohn that's Fogo alright. never gets anything done~ toooast with jelllyyyyy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get back to you on this stuff. Right now, I think I have a mosquito bite on every limb of my body, and my hair is dirty I think it's wiping my makeup off for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Brooke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7099251623862766031-7888488805123689783?l=gothicbug93.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/feeds/7888488805123689783/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7099251623862766031&amp;postID=7888488805123689783' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7888488805123689783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7099251623862766031/posts/default/7888488805123689783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gothicbug93.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Fogo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18281435686995293439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_faFWt-NvdcE/Sz2bRBBXq9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/TQVvf8T6uSs/s1600-R/Hiza5.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7099251623862766031.post-8906874049598658586</id><published>2009-06-23T01:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:20:46.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: &lt;/span&gt;TIRED! but good :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intake: &lt;/span&gt;DP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hears: &lt;/span&gt;Ievan Polkka in my head ;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doing: &lt;/span&gt;Fanfic + update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should Be Doing: &lt;/span&gt;Sleeping, maaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just felt like I had to say SOMETHING. I'm sure all my followers on Twitter, and my friends of Myspace hate me :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL in case you aren't following me. I was at Kita's house today (which by today, I mean yesterday, as it's 2AM), and she was taking these quizzes on her Facebook. I was all 'nyaa nyaa lemme take one!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i take two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was "What You Should Have Been Named", and the result was "Brooke".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's a good thing I act my name......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second "What Color Is Your Aura?", the result: Orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only the color of my hair, but also my favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one weirded out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we went to see Year One. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;funny, but it was kinda stupid. I'd give it a 7 out of 10, just for not-so-obvious lack of plot, and sort of lame humour, but it was good nonetheless. ANYWAY, we got there like an hour early, so we were wandering around in the theatre looking at the posters, and there were these three giant ones of the Golden Trio (HP, you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;). And not only did I realize that Ron happened to look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;, but also that Harry looks about 30, and Hermione looks like 
