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  <title>will it be happiness or sorrow?</title>
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    <title>Fic: Gunpowder Treason and Plot</title>
    <published>2009-11-07T02:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-07T02:42:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Art of Suicide - Emilie Autumn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title&lt;/strong&gt;: Gunpowder Treason and Plot&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Author:&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser  ljuser-name_omgitsedolol" lj:user="omgitsedolol" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgitsedolol.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img height="17" width="17" class="ContextualPopup" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" style="border: 0pt none ; vertical-align: bottom; padding-right: 1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://omgitsedolol.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;omgitsedolol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/strong&gt;: PG for Neku's need to swear&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pairing&lt;/strong&gt;: No intentional pairings but if you squint hard enough, you can probably find some...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;: Remember, remember the fifth of November, gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Notes/Warnings&lt;/strong&gt;: This was a challenge from a friend of mine since I was dorking over V for Vendetta yesterday. It would have been posted on the fifth but I needed my Minamimoto translator to fix my fail at writing him. Also, I guess this is more post-game since Neku's not as much of an ass as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neku hadn&amp;rsquo;t meant to stay out as late as he did. Beat had insisted on a few more rounds of the new fighting game he had just gotten and Neku wasn&amp;rsquo;t one to turn him down. He checked his phone &lt;em&gt;dammit, it&amp;rsquo;s already after eleven!&lt;/em&gt; and kept up the quick pace home, praying his mother was already in bed so that he could slip in unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly turning into a backstreet as a shortcut for his house, Neku found himself hitting a rather solid mass, causing him to take a few steps back to regain his balance.&amp;nbsp; As he rubbed his face, which had taken the majority of the hit, and cursed his luck, it seemed the mass he had hit was doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Factoring hectopascal! Watch where you&amp;rsquo;re goin&amp;rsquo;!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait&amp;hellip; did he just hear that right? Allowing his eyes to adjust to the shadows of the alley, Neku felt the pit of his stomach drop as his eyes confirmed what he didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be true. Standing not two feet away was the math-crazed Game Master, Sho Minamimoto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he was doing in the RG, Neku didn&amp;rsquo;t know nor was he going to stick around to ask. He ducked his head, hoping to avoid being too noticed by the Game Master, and mumbled out a &amp;ldquo;sorry&amp;rdquo; as he tried to walk around the Reaper and get out of the alley as soon as possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Minamimoto apparently had other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand latched at the front of his shirt, halting Neku in his tracks and pulling him up to dangle a few inches off the ground in front of the now smirking Minamimoto. &amp;ldquo;Hold it right there, Radian, you&amp;rsquo;re the Composer&amp;rsquo;s pet variable, aren&amp;rsquo;t ya?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku gulped and gripped Sho&amp;rsquo;s wrist with both hands, attempting to free himself from Sho&amp;rsquo;s grasp as the old teen leaned closer, a vicious glint in his golden eyes and those sharp canine teeth glinting in what light the alley allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shit&amp;hellip; &lt;/em&gt;The grip seemed to only tighten on his clothing the more he struggled and the outlook of getting out of the backstreet unscathed was looking more grim by the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Look, I&amp;rsquo;m in a hurry,&amp;rdquo; Neku attempted to convince Minamimoto with as much a glare as he could muster. &amp;ldquo;How &amp;lsquo;bout you save this for another time and I&amp;rsquo;ll get back to you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not happening, Hectopascal. You and that factoring trinomial threw unexpected variables into my equation before I could calculate my desired solution.&amp;rdquo; The smirk widened and the free hand was pulled back in a fist, ready to strike. &amp;ldquo;It was a minor miscalculation, but now that I&amp;rsquo;ve checked the facts, you're a variable &lt;em&gt;easily&lt;/em&gt; factored out of the equation.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku couldn&amp;rsquo;t hold back the flinch as he tightly closed his eyes and awaited the impact of the fist, even if he had defeated Minamimoto in the UG, the Grim Heaper was obviously stronger than him in the physical sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hit never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, an irritated growl came from Minamimoto&amp;rsquo;s throat and the hand holding him off the ground was shaking slightly as if strained. Neku chanced cracking open an eye only to see his attacker&amp;rsquo;s attention at the opening of the alleyway, glaring down a figure standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ridiculously dressed figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was that&amp;hellip; a Guy Fawks mask? And what was with the weird black clothes, cloak, and conical hat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something about him had caught the Grim Heaper&amp;rsquo;s attention (not that Neku could blame him, he was still trying to figure out what exactly the person was wearing) and Neku suddenly found himself dropping to the ground, a sore backside his only problem as Minamimoto took off towards the stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku wasn&amp;rsquo;t completely sure what exactly happened. Minamimoto struck at the shorter figure but they managed to side-step the attack, countering with a palm pressed to Minamimoto&amp;rsquo;s chest and a shove to send the taller man flying into one of the walls, and as the Grim Heaper was still recovering from the shock, a long dagger was produced from the stranger&amp;rsquo;s belt and the tip held to Minamimoto&amp;rsquo;s throat in victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A growl came from the Game Master&amp;rsquo;s throat as he glared at the dagger before turning his gaze up to the masked stranger. They stayed like that for a few moments, Minamimoto glaring and the masked man unmoving, until the dagger was lowered and sheathed back in the belt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when Minamimoto chose to strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly standing, he drew back his fist and swung it at the stranger&amp;rsquo;s mask. However, the stranger appeared to anticipate the attack and managed to sidestep the attack once more. Thrown off balance, Minamimoto had no time to dodge the man&amp;rsquo;s hand as it grabbed onto his forehead and slammed it back against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minamimoto crumpled back against the wall unconscious and Neku couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but stare at the scene with wide-eyed amazement. He had never seen someone take down the Grim Heaper so effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a soft laugher from the masked person as he turned to Neku, his voice low and slightly muffled from the mask, &amp;ldquo;&amp;rsquo;Spare the rod, spoil the child.&amp;rsquo; A fitting axiom for this situation, no?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who are you?&amp;rdquo; Neku found himself asking as he stood from the ground, trying to gauge whether or not this person was dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Who?&amp;rdquo; the man repeated in a curious tone, &amp;ldquo;Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku gave the man a flat look, resisting the urge to smack his forehead from the statement, &amp;ldquo;I can see that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course you can,&amp;rdquo; was the reply from the deeper voice, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not questioning your powers of observation. I&amp;rsquo;m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was quickly reminding Neku of a certain Composer of Shibuya who so easily got under his skin. &lt;em&gt;Maybe they&amp;rsquo;re relatives?&lt;/em&gt; he mused with a dark smirk in the back of his mind, though pushed away the thought as the man started speaking again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatic persona.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, this man could pass as Josh&amp;rsquo;s twin just from his ability to give Neku such a headache so quickly. As much as he preferred the man to stop talking and leave him alone, it seemed to Neku that he wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be leaving the alley without hearing the explanation. So, with a quick rub to his temples, he gave the man a nod and reluctantly gave him his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Voila!&amp;rdquo; the man cried as he lifted his arms to spread the cloak and show off the set of daggers on either side of his belt, probably more for show than anything, Neku concluded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku barely managed to force back a groan at the vocabulary onslaught and the dramatic arm movements the man appeared to like to use as he spoke. As if he wasn&amp;rsquo;t late enough, why was he actually sticking around to listen to this man? For all he knew, he could be worse than the unconscious Grim Heaper over on the ground a few feet away from them&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;However,&amp;rdquo; the man continued, unaware of Neku&amp;rsquo;s inner-musings, &amp;ldquo;this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice, and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Neku&amp;rsquo;s head was still swimming from the alliteration the masked man was fond of, the words only seemed to rile the stranger. As he stopped to catch his breath, he quickly drew a dagger from his belt and sliced two slanted lines in a nearby Def March, making a messy &amp;ldquo;V.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku jumped at the sound of the dagger dragging along the brick wall, tensing slightly as the masked man slowly turned to look over his shoulder at the teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man&amp;lsquo;s voice was dark, tinged with anger and perhaps some insanity, &amp;ldquo;The only verdict is vengeance, a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such, shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man slowly approached Neku, the latter took a few steps back, watching the man for any sudden movements. If he could take out Pi-Face, it was obvious Neku would be no match. However, the masked man stopped after a couple steps and laughed lightly, most likely at the worried expression slowly growing on Neku&amp;rsquo;s face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely somehow related to Josh&amp;hellip;&lt;/em&gt; was the thought on his mind as he crossed he arms and gave the man a stern look to stop fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Verily, the vichyssoise of verbiage veers more verbose,&amp;rdquo; the man said with a shrug before reaching up to take the conical hat off his head and placing it to his chest, he deeply bowed. &amp;ldquo;So let me simply add that it&amp;rsquo;s my verily good honor to meet you, and you may call me V.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the man rose from his bow and placed the hat atop his head once more, Neku had finally found his voice. &amp;ldquo;So&amp;hellip; you&amp;rsquo;re an escapee from the loony bin.&amp;rdquo; It was a statement, not a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, V, laughed good-naturedly adjusting his hat before giving a small shrug, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m quite certain they&amp;rsquo;d say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mulling about it for a while the teen relented, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s Neku. And I&amp;rsquo;m seriously late getting home so if you&amp;rsquo;re done talking, I need to get going.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course, I will not deter you further, my good lad,&amp;rdquo; with a small bow, V stepped out of the ex-player&amp;rsquo;s way, allowing him room to pass by. &amp;ldquo;I assure you, Neku, you will have a safe trip home without trouble. A good night to you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neku gave him a questioning look but shook it off, sprinting his way home without another glance at the man. As promised, he arrived home without a problem and his mother was sleeping soundly in her bed as he walked by her room. It looked like he had dodged that bullet for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the alley, the masked man known as V kneeled beside the still unconscious form of Minamimoto Sho as a vested man walked into the alley, rubbing the back of his neck with an easy grin on his lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Have yer fun, J?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V turned his head to the new arrival and stood, reaching up and pulling off the conical hat, wig, and mask to reveal his face to the man. Lavender eyes glinted with mischief and a knowing grin was on his lips, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s &amp;lsquo;V,&amp;rsquo; Sanae, but yes. Thanks to the voice changer in the mask, I&amp;rsquo;m sure Neku-kun will have quite a few questions about the &amp;lsquo;asylum escapee&amp;lsquo; he met tonight. I most certainly need to pay him a visit in the next few days.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He giggled, handing the items to the barista, before glancing over his shoulder at the unconscious Game Master. &amp;ldquo;Though, I must say, I was surprised when I found out he had run into Minamimoto. I was worried my actions would give myself away during the fight but it would seem Neku-kun didn&amp;rsquo;t quite catch on.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanekoma grinned lightly, reaching over to tousle Josh&amp;rsquo;s ash-blonde hair, &amp;ldquo;Just remember, this was a one time only deal, boss. Next time you wanna borrow it, it&amp;rsquo;d better be for Halloween.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course, you know I only use your devices for good,&amp;rdquo; Josh responded, giggling again at the eye roll he received in return before glancing once more at Sho before starting out of the alley. &amp;ldquo;Since I doubt Minamimoto will be too pleased to see me upon awakening, I&amp;rsquo;ll take my leave here. I&amp;rsquo;m sure you can deal with him, Sanae.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sure thing, boss.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, Shibuya&amp;rsquo;s Composer disappeared into the UG, most likely heading back to his home of the Shibuya River, leaving the barista alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a small shake of his head, Hanekoma looked at the awakening Game Master before shifting his gaze down the the mask smiling up at him in his hands, a chuckle escaping his throat, &amp;ldquo;Really, that kid is all play, no work.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bored palmtree is bored</title>
    <published>2009-10-05T04:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T04:47:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Martyr of the Free Word - Epica</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And thus, will write multiple paragraphs of nothingness as means of entertainment. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So... to begin, today? Most traumatizing moment of my life that will haunt me forever. D: I had to put a mouse THAT WAS STILL ALIVE in the dumpster out back of the theater. It was stuck to this super-glue-like paper so it was destined to pretty much die of starvation and I felt terrible the entire walk to the dumpster because it was just staring at me with big, pleading eyes to not hurt it and GAH! I hate traps that don't kill animals immediately because then I feel terrible. Especially when they have no hope of escape and just suffer to their last breath. T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of day was okay until I went to Wendy's they completely fucked up my baconator by putting everything on it when I told them I wanted it plain. And then mom's toy took my last cold mountain dew so I was stuck drinking luke-warm dew.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can say I like tonight for the reawakening of fond childhood memories of amusement parks. Namely Kennywood and Hershey Park. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Forget Darien Lake and Sea Breeze, I had two of the most epic amusement parks in the US to grow up on! &amp;gt;D unfortunately, I haven't been to either in two or three years and they've added new rides and such. I'm hoping to go back next year when the family gets together for the family reunion. My cousin Ian better be there or I'll kick his ass, Marines training or not. It was his damn fault I was so friggin' bored during that week stay. D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm lucky, I can drag along a friend because most of my family doesn't do amusement parks and Kennywood is like... 15 minutes away from the hotel my uncle Bus works at. Might even go on the most terrifying ride there if it's just the two of us. XD (That would be the ski lift down the hillside, btw. It's so old and rickety, it's amazing the thing still works and hasn't killed anyone yet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hershey Park is like... epic. XD Lots of candy and thrill rides. That's a few hours away from Pittsburgh so that'd be a day trip for the group of us. Might have a group to Kennywood as well since that's the family's "thing" but only a select few cousins would go with us and they're all too old for me to remember or care about. &lt;br /&gt;I love my family. Really I do. &amp;lt;/sarcasm&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um~ What else can I ramble on about~ &lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I might not be moving. My grandma's gonna talk to our landlord and is pretty certain she can convince him to lower the rent here so we can keep living in it after mom and the brats leave. And then we can actually fix up the house since it's her and the brats that keep messing it up after we get it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' forward to Halloween. Masquerade on the 30th so Beth and I are going shopping on Tuesday for it. I'm just getting ideas for now and getting stuff my next paycheck. Possibly. It depends on what's going on since we're planning a possible trip to Darien Lake's Fright Fest and then I'm also saving up for an outfit I really want but can put off getting if I must. Then possible Amazing Maize Maze this Saturday depending on my schedule as well as buying make-up for my witch outfit.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have the money for the ski-trip reservations saved so I can't touch that. And I'll be putting away $50-$150 each paycheck depending on what I get paid. My hours have been picking up so that's a good sign even though they're aiming to hire 15 new people this month. But I'll have senority this year! &amp;gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still greatly amused that a certain person who hates me thinks I'm a druggie. Really, I don't even hate her anymore, she's become a great source of entertainment for me because she thinks I care about what she says about me. Well, "you're nobody until you're talked about" as a wise t-shirt once told me and I guess it's true. &lt;br /&gt;So keep talkin' and spreadin' those rumors, that's what makes me so popular~ &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;This is why I'm with such awesome friends and you're left with no one in the end. By the way, I found a backbone and huge ego-boost so now I can say you were a fucking bitch to the end and if I never see you again, it'd be too soon. :D &lt;br /&gt;And unlike you, I am capable of saying this to your face instead of ranting and then filtering you out so you can't see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&amp;lt;3 The oh-so superior Envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Stop being a lesbo for me. You're too disgusting for my taste. (Just in case you still read my journal because it's public.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I feel so much better now that I've gotten that off my chest. &amp;lt;3 I miss the good ol' days of school when I'd flat-out reject anyone who approached me in an attempt to form a relationship. It's not that I don't like them, it's just that I have no interest in either gender and the ones who approached me weren't my type anyways. I figured it's better that I reject them immediately and not lead them on with false hopes so they can find their happiness with someone better. I'm not exactly the nicest person when it comes down to my actual personality so I'm saving them the trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, it's still creepy that I still get creepers... My last one just came to the theater the other night and stood a few feet behind me for about 15 minutes staring at me before leaving because his movie was starting. Did not want. D&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all I really have to say. &lt;br /&gt;My emoticons of the day in chronological order: z_z, =_=, &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;, D:, T__T, =_=, n_n, &amp;gt;/, :|, D8, T^T, ._., 8D, XD, :D, D&amp;lt;, &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;, :), :D, 8D, ._., :| </content>
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    <title>fail palmtree is fail. do not pass go. do not collect $200.</title>
    <published>2009-09-30T07:52:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-05T03:10:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dreams of Thee - Rush-Henrietta Chorus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm trying so desperately to write this fic. It shouldn't be this difficult. I have the idea, I know how I want it to happen, but the words just won't come out how I want them to. Yes, it's done from Mr. H's pov, who I epically fail at writing to begin with, but still. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really this rusty after not writing for a year or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon brain~ Work~ It's only going on 4am! You have no reason to be quitting on me now!</content>
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    <title>not cool, gaiz! D8</title>
    <published>2009-09-16T10:45:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-16T10:45:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Greatest Show Unearthed - Creature Feature</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So it's like 6:30am and I am not tired at all. I fell asleep around 2am, woke up at 4am with a start, and found myself unable to fall back asleep. I think I had a nightmare but I don't remember any of it so now I'm stuck awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, the last time I was awake at 6am was back when I was in school. Thank god I don't have work today. Otherwise, I think I'd kill myself if concession didn't try to help out as well. =_=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am. Awake. With no one online to talk to and nothing to really do. I'd write something but I'm not exactly in the mood and I don't know what I'd write about. I mean, I have a few prompts on kink memes I've been thinking of filling but I've been so deprived of yaoi, I just don't have the creative juices at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could clean my disaster zone of a room. But every time I touch something, it gets worse... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could play some flash games but the novelty wears off quickly and playing Persona 3: FES gives me a headache every time. I just got rid of the last one by falling asleep, I don't want to reawaken it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah. I'm stuck like this until someone gets online around... 3pm today. Joy.</content>
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    <title>*urge to kill things rising*</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T03:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T03:47:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Valse de la Lune - Wolf's Rain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mom's boyfriend is moving in with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I want to kill small, fluffy things. And knowing where said small, fluffy things are located, I'm finding this difficult to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the guy for barely five minutes. I can't deal with him being around all the goddamn time!! D&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's still talking about moving out with him to get an apartment so that means we're still stuck having to move out since my grandma, uncle, and myself can't afford the $2,000 monthly rent on our own. And when that happens, I don't know where I'll go. My grandma doesn't want me moving away from her but I want to start out on my own while I'm still young. So... issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then if I'm stuck going with my grandma, I have no idea where we'll end up so I'll most likely not be within walking distance of anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per usual, thanks mom, for fucking us all over. You're a bitch. :/</content>
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    <title>a not emo entry</title>
    <published>2009-08-24T18:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-25T01:16:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Take a Bow - Rihanna</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am 99% cured of my cold that started last Thursday. :D All that's left is the cough but those generally stick around for months after I get rid of colds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand~ I beat my old high score on Winterbells! It's now &lt;s&gt;1,901,340&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;2,066,520&lt;/s&gt; 140,151,660. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm"&gt;http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm&lt;/a&gt; Try to best me~</content>
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    <title>another semi-emo entry</title>
    <published>2009-08-18T03:33:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-18T03:33:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Son of a Bitch - Miyavi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really need to find something happy to write about in this once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately, I've been feeling like no one really wants me around. I know I'm gonna get replies saying "what do you mean? of course we want you around!" but that's what I've been feeling. Whenever I around others, it's like I'm just there for them to make fun of. Yeah, I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I don't get things as quickly as others and most of the time, I'm usually not paying attention long enough to get them. And then everyone goes off talking about how stupid I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that supposed to make me feel welcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they're joking around, maybe they're not. But it's definitely not making me feel all that great about myself. I already went through this once with a certain someone, I'm not looking for a repeat performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm sounding whiny and that my IQ isn't as amazing as all of yours, but I don't think anyone would take well to the constant reminder that they're not the most brilliant of them all.</content>
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    <title>sometimes, I really hate myself</title>
    <published>2009-07-21T03:55:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-21T04:06:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's true. I get into these slumps for pretty much no reason and they force me to just sit around, being bitchy to anyone who attempts to talk to me. Ugh... I don't even know what spurred this one on. I was fine one minute and then moody as all hell the next. It's doing nothing for my friendships, I know that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isolating myself isn't going to help either because that's just gonna let it build until I vent to the wrong person and things that shouldn't be said will be. But I don't want to throw this onto someone either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse, my reoccurring jealousy has decided to come back in full force while I'm in this low. So I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; have to watch what I say. Though, as I've seen, distancing myself isn't helping either. And when I try to act like nothing is wrong, I just end up feeling worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really is no way I can win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I still cling to desperate reasons to stay alive? Maybe I really would be better off gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm supposed to be the happy and optimistic one but... I really have lost my way this time. Might take me a while to get back to myself.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>work and carnies</title>
    <published>2009-07-18T02:58:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-20T16:07:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Weeeek - NewS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Power outage at Regal was epic today. We played hide-and-seek in the theaters for an hour. :D And then we had to go clean the parking lot to earn cheeseburgers from Wendy's. Which made me sick... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sufa walked up and we talked for a half hour until the emofish came to get her. I just noticed I'm suddenly hooking up with all my old friends again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Rush Carnival with my loving seme-tan tonight. It was fun until we got a free ride on the Octopus and I ended up with another upset stomach. But face-tabling for a half hour and taking tums cleared that up right away. :3 We kinda failed at the games and I couldn't really eat much since I was feeling queasy. But it was still fun because I had my seme-tan with me~ &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta work tomorrow. I really do not want since it's an 8:30am-5pm shift but I need the money. I can die on Sunday until at least 11. And then beg my work not to call me in for that damn 12-8:30 shift. But Anthony offered to take 12-3 so that means I'd only have to work 5 1/2 hours. Can't wait until I have to explain that one to my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall? An okay day. Even though I really want to call in tomorrow. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:omgitsedolol:66007</id>
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    <title>I do not approve &amp;gt;/</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T17:32:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T20:18:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Dark Omen - Xenosaga Episode III - Also Sprach Zarathustra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm stuck here until Friday. I am NOT PLEASED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're a 90's kid if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can finish this 'ice ice _'&lt;br /&gt;You remember watching Doug, Ren &amp; Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain, Bobby's World, Felix the cat, The Tick...AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!&lt;br /&gt;You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"&lt;br /&gt;You just cant resist finishing this . . . "Iiiiiiin west philidelphia born and raised . . ."&lt;br /&gt;You remember TGIF, Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.&lt;br /&gt;You remember reading "Goosebumps"&lt;br /&gt;You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.&lt;br /&gt;You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not&lt;br /&gt;If you remember seeing hot tub bubbles make bubbly sounds before every music video on VH1.&lt;br /&gt;when everything was settled by rock paper scissors..or bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...eeny meeny miney mo...and even better daddy had a donkey inky binky bonky.&lt;br /&gt;You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record your FAVORITE song of ALL time.&lt;br /&gt;"Where in the World is Carmen San Diego?" was both a game and a TV game show.&lt;br /&gt;Captain Planet. He's a Hero.&lt;br /&gt;You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green ranger, were meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when Super Nintendos and Sega Genisis became popular.&lt;br /&gt;You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny.&lt;br /&gt;You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3 . . . and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"&lt;br /&gt;You remember watching The Magic School Bus, Wishbone, and Reading Rainbow on PBS.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when Yo-Yos were cool.&lt;br /&gt;You remember those Where's Waldo books.&lt;br /&gt;You remember eating Warheads.&lt;br /&gt;You remember watching the 1st Batman, Aladdin, Ninja Turtles, and 3 Ninjas movies.&lt;br /&gt;You remember Ring Pops.&lt;br /&gt;You remember drinking Surge, and Tang.&lt;br /&gt;If you remember when every thing was "da BOMB!"&lt;br /&gt;When they made the new lunchables so that you could make pizza AND tacos.&lt;br /&gt;You remember boom boxes vs. cd players.&lt;br /&gt;Making those little paper cootie-catcher things, and then predicting your life with them.&lt;br /&gt;You played and/or collected "Pogs"&lt;br /&gt;You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Furbies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't always had a computer, and it was cool to have the internet.&lt;br /&gt;And Windows 95 was the best.&lt;br /&gt;You watched the original cartoons of Rugrats, Power Rangers, and Ninja Turtles.&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jordan was a king.&lt;br /&gt;All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.&lt;br /&gt;You remember when the new Beanie Babies and Talking Elmo were always sold out.&lt;br /&gt;You collected those Beanie Babies.&lt;br /&gt;Carebears&lt;br /&gt;Lambchop's song never ended.&lt;br /&gt;The old dollar bills.&lt;br /&gt;Silver dollars, which were cool to have.&lt;br /&gt;You remember a time before the WB.&lt;br /&gt;You collected all the Troll dolls&lt;br /&gt;If you even know what an original walkman is.&lt;br /&gt;You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"&lt;br /&gt;You know the Macarena by heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Talk to the hand" . . . nough said&lt;br /&gt;You always said, "Then why don't you marry it?!"&lt;br /&gt;You remember trying to collect all 150 original pokemon cards but never could and if you did you thought you were all that!&lt;br /&gt;You remember Highlight's magazine.&lt;br /&gt;You went to McDonald's to play in the playplace.&lt;br /&gt;You remember playing on merry go rounds at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Before the MySpace frenzy . . .&lt;br /&gt;Before the Internet &amp; text messaging . . .&lt;br /&gt;Before Sidekicks &amp; iPods . . .&lt;br /&gt;Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX . . .&lt;br /&gt;Before Spongebob . . .&lt;br /&gt;Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.&lt;br /&gt;When light up sneakers were cool.&lt;br /&gt;When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;When gas was 0.95 a gallon &amp; Caller ID was The new thing.&lt;br /&gt;When we recorded stuff on VCRs.&lt;br /&gt;When gameboy was a brick.&lt;br /&gt;You did MASH to figure out your future&lt;br /&gt;Way back.&lt;br /&gt;Before we realized all this would eventually disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!&lt;br /&gt;Post this in your profile if you remember these days . . . .&lt;br /&gt;or if you smiled at one of these things.</content>
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    <title>*RAGE*</title>
    <published>2009-07-05T14:04:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-05T14:04:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My Wings - Lacuna Coil</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm stuck down here in Pennsylvania, waiting for my great-grandma to die. Which is stupid, boring, and very disrespectful but I wasn't allowed to have a say in the matter. And so, I am now forced to sit around in the hotel room all day by myself because I wasn't allowed to go with my grandma to see my dying great-grandmother and because no one else is awake. &lt;s&gt;Not like I'd want to go see any of them anyways...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, Wednesday can't come soon enough. I just want to go home. I don't care about the funeral. I'm probably gonna sit out in the lobby or something and write porn because I'm gonna be bored out of my mind. Not to mention, there's been nothing but fights since coming here. And I absolutely hate my mom's boyfriend. He's such an ass and probably doesn't like me because I have no problem telling my mom she's a bitch and needs to shut the fuck up. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, at the moment, I'm &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hating my life.</content>
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    <title>oh, the irony</title>
    <published>2009-07-02T13:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-02T13:44:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Grandfather - Stephen Lynch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Pull an all-noghter so my face is about to meet my laptop in the near future. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my family's in a tug of war for pros and cons of going down to PA while my great-grandma is still alive. We don't know how long she's gonna last and my grandma doesn't want to go down to just sit around for days waiting for her to die. But my mom's getting all spazzy about going down today because she wants to flaunt her boyfriend to the family. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'd love to not have to go down. But we're probably gonna leave tomorrow if not the 4th. I really doubt she's gonna last long enough to survive the weekend. Which really sucks because I want to go to Chelsea's family thing tomorrow and see the fireworks at the town park with everyone. :&amp;lt; &lt;s&gt;Not to mention the cut in my paycheck...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm too tired to care at the moment as mean as that sounds.</content>
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    <title>*dies on bed*</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T20:42:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-27T20:42:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oh No You Didn't - Wojahn Brothers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Strong Museum and walking around downtown yesterday? Totally fun and epic and needs to be done again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working today with the after-effects of yesterday? Not so epic. I could not bend my knees or sit at all without getting help standing back up. The good news is I got out at 2 instead of having to stay until 6. So now I get to sit on my bed for the rest of the night and not strain my thighs which feel like they were beat with a meat tenderizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Still need to see Up before it's boot'd out of the theater in room for Ice Age. And I can't get tickets to Transformers until Monday but I wasn't planning on seeing it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might be getting dragged down to PA any day now. Joy.</content>
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    <title>announcement and meme</title>
    <published>2009-06-24T01:31:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-25T00:53:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Zessei Bijin - Ai Nonaka</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Quick announcement: OH GOD! I HAVE SWINE FLU IN MY HOUSE!!! D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provided by Franch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Palm tree:&lt;/b&gt; Envy was my first cosplay and I actually sprayed my hair green. So along with the nickname of "Envy" I also inherited being a palm tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yaoi:&lt;/b&gt; Ah... this is the one thing that makes life worth while and that I always have on my mind. Seriously. Any time of the day, ask me what's on my mind, I will guarantee you it's yaoi. XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uke:&lt;/b&gt; While I tried to fight this, I have found that it's impossible. Mentally, I'm a seme, but physically... I'm an abusive uke. Yeah, that's right. I actually put up a fight to the rape. &amp;gt;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Glasses:&lt;/b&gt; I can't see without them. :/ But they add to my cute charm so it all works out! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loli:&lt;/b&gt; That is what I am. Nevermind that I'm going on 20, I will forever look cute, fluffy, and rape-able. This also means that everyone who comes after me is a rapist. :D</content>
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    <title>I can has new house?</title>
    <published>2009-06-23T01:36:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-23T01:36:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend - Nicole Kidmann</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, more like "I can has less family members?" At least boot out my mom and siblings, seriously. I get screamed at every five seconds by her for something I do. And if it's not her screaming at me, it's my siblings screaming at each other. New location is need plz. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay shoot on Friday if I can throw the shift to someone. I'm still debating Maya or goth-loli. I kinda want to do Maya since we'll be at the Hall of Justice but the skirt is way too short for me to want to walk around downtown. And her hair is such a pain in the ass. &lt;br /&gt;However, my goth-loli one would be painful to walk around in since I'd have my boots. And I probably have to work the next day so my ankles would be in extreme pain. And wearing any of my comfy shoes would look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta see if I'm working on Wednesday. Gotta shove that shift to someone else since it's Bean's birthday. And then I'm hoping to have the 3rd off so I can hang with my dear Seme-tan. And then I pray I have an opening shift or don't have to work at all the fourth since I was planning on seeing the fireworks with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies on laptop*</content>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2009-06-15T00:56:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-15T00:56:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trick and Treat - Vocaloids</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Is to the current situation as Roy Mustang is to a rainy situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless.</content>
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    <title>omgitsedolol @ 2009-06-12T20:35:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-13T01:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-13T01:40:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lost My Music - Hirano Aya</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So amazing goth-loli day turned into one of the worst days of the month. I was really happy and excited. I had my dress, choker, arm warmers, fishnets, boots, hair pulled up in a side ponytail, Lupus Guy's little top hat, and red ribbons. I really liked how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and I walked up to the high school, I got a ton of compliments on my outfit. And on the walk to Regal, we got a bunch of beeps and shout-outs. I surprised my manager when I got my check and my coworkers all loved my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we were in the mall, I was getting compliments in the department stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after we got Hanekoma, it just seemed everything went downhill from there. As time passed, I was getting really irritated. I figured I was just getting really exhausted and it was showing through but I'm not usually bitchy when I'm tired, I actually tend to get apathetic. But so we went home, which I kinda didn't want to do at the time since I knew my mom was gonna have a hissy fit when/if she saw me. I was hoping and praying that she'd be in the basement when I got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, she wasn't. She was waiting right in front of the door. And she didn't just throw a fit. She &lt;i&gt;screamed&lt;/i&gt; like no tomorrow about how I looked like a total slut, that I should be ashamed of myself, how I could be jumped by a pervert, and that I'm hanging around the wrong crowd of people. It's everything I've heard before but keep in mind, I was quite exhausted at this point. So I ended up breaking down into tears and ran off to my room, where my mom followed after me to continue bitching me out. After a while, my grandma came along to tell her to leave me alone, where I found out my mom was going to go spend the night at her boyfriend's place anyways so it wasn't as if she was dressed decently or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Just a really terrible night and I should probably go to bed soon but I gotta shower first.</content>
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    <title>Didn't I tell you I eat puppies? Didn't I?</title>
    <published>2009-06-11T18:58:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-11T18:59:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let the Monster Rise - Repo! The Genetic Opera</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I should be cleaning my room. But effort ran out so I figured I'd update this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my work schedule for next week, kinda makes me want to kill things. I only got three days of work like everyone else and they're such weird shifts. Saturday I got 10:30-6, Wednesday I work 1-9:30, and then Thursday's 12-6. WTF?! I'm gonna attempt to pick up a shift on Sunday. I just really need the hours and I don't want my paycheck to suffer too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my paycheck, I'm starting to save up for a car, cosplay items, and any possible trips anywhere. I know I'm gonna go down to PA again sometime this summer. Probably a few times. And I kinda want to go to Florida but that'd be a lot so I don't know if I'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Cleaning. I have too many clothes and not enough room to put them away. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a Goth-loli day. Anyone at the high school definitely needs to bring a camera! *stares at Franch* We are also getting Mr. H tomorrow. Don't know how we're going to bring him home but that'll be the challenge for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I can has cheeseburger? :&amp;lt; *is starving*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I has a question</title>
    <published>2009-06-08T01:52:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-08T01:52:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>California Dreaming - The Mamas and The Papas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">While I know everyone has their reasons, I just wanted to know: am I the only person not depressed, &lt;s&gt;contrary to what my grandmother believes&lt;/s&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know life can be pretty shitty but that's when you look on the brighter side of things! *done being a natural optimist and will now go back to world of sunshine and daisies*</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ARGH</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T01:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T03:21:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Haben Sie gehört das Deutsche band? - The Producers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't have a smile on my face 24/7 does &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; mean I'm depressed. Stop trying to say I am. I'm perfectly fine. Now shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Envy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please stop bumping into the bite mark on my arm. I know you don't know about it but it still hurts a lot. DX</content>
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    <title>meme meme meme meme~</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T22:42:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T22:44:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Infected - Repo! The Genetic Opera</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stolen from &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_000_hester_000' lj:user='000_hester_000' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://000-hester-000.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://000-hester-000.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;000_hester_000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The problem with LiveJournal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about.&lt;br /&gt;(Or just anything at all you wanted to know! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask away. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>unrelated icon is unrelated (or is it?)</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T01:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T01:39:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hepatica 3 ~ I Believe In You - Xenosaga Episode III: Also Sprach Zarathustra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Watch as I steal my dear mother's last journal format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job. Makes me happy and want to punch babies all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I get paid on Friday. And get molested by my seme. Not cool! D&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. I work noon to eight. Kill me plz.&lt;br /&gt;My room. Does not have enough space for all these fucking clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A car. I really need one.&lt;br /&gt;A license. I need a car to get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life. Needs moar yaoi.&lt;br /&gt;Farm. I need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Winterbells. I got a high score of 86,140 on touch pad. Addictive game is addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repo. I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game. You just lost it.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Musical Affliction</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T03:19:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T03:19:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alice Human Sacrifice - Yugami-P</lj:music>
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a mix of three songs looping in the same order. All of them are from Repo: The Genetic Opera so I'll post who's singing what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mark It Up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Where the fuck is Dad brothers?&lt;br /&gt;Luigi: He left me in charge sister.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: I don't take lip from a cunt!&lt;br /&gt;Luigi: I don't take lip from a slut!&lt;br /&gt;Pavi: My brother and sister should fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Luigi: Pavi, shut the fuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chase the Morning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marni: Chase the morning, Yield for nothing, Chase the morning, Yield for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Shilo: Oh my god, mom! How'd you do that?&lt;br /&gt;Mag: Do what?&lt;br /&gt;Shilo: That! That eye thing.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: These eyes can do more than see.&lt;br /&gt;Shilo: I know. I mean, I've seen you sing.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: Where?&lt;br /&gt;Shilo: From my window, I can see the world from there, Name the stars and constellations, Count the cars and watch the seasons.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: I wish we could have watched together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zydrate Anatomy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grave Robber: And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife&lt;br /&gt;Shilo: Addicted to the knife?&lt;br /&gt;Girls: Addicted to the knife&lt;br /&gt;Grave Robber: And addicted to the knife, She needs a little help with the agony, And a little help comes in a little glass vile, In a gun pressed against her anatomy, And when the gun goes off, Miss Sweet is ready for surgery, Surgery...</content>
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    <title>screaming Reyna makes my ears bleed</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T00:15:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T01:27:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Albedo - Xenosaga Episode II: Jenseits von Gut und Bose</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Waiting to go to the mall to get clothes for work. My knee's in pain from getting thrown to the floor last night. And my left arm has a nice bruise above the bite mark thanks to a punchbug and out-of-state plate game. Colonel Asshole is getting a brick to the head for the yellow car game. Fun times for all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been uploading all my Bleach yaoi to my laptop for the most part of the day. I only had one picture in my folder and it was bugging me. I needed more pretty to stare at. And while I was waiting for pictures to download, I started a meme. Yep. Another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Pick 50 of your favorite songs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go and find a line from each song.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post them for everyone to guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fill in the song title once it's guessed.&lt;br /&gt;5. NO GOOGLING/using search functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;And when someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over, I know I know exactly what they need&lt;/s&gt; Popular&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you, Ghosts are now waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;3. So give it up and don't pretend, And spread your arms and legs across the bed&lt;br /&gt;4. I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning, Help me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;5. Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected to take certain duties on board, The future is littered with prizes and though I'm the main addressee, the point that I must emphasize is you won't get a sniff without me&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm here waiting on the edge, Would I be all right showing myself to you? It's always been so hard to do...&lt;br /&gt;7. There's only two types of people in the world, The ones that entertain and the ones that observe, Well baby I'm a put-on-a-show kinda girl&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;s&gt;I'm happy just being with you, So what should it matter to me what you do in bed with guys?&lt;/s&gt; If You Were Gay&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;s&gt;Go ahead, pull the covers over your head, Hide under them, he don't give a fuck&lt;/s&gt; Boogie Woogie Wu&lt;br /&gt;10. Das Männlein im Walde Ein Männlein steht im Walde ganz still und stumm&lt;br /&gt;11. I'll close my eyes, then I wont see, The love you don't feel when you're holding me, Morning will come and I'll do what's right, Just give me 'til then to give up this fight&lt;br /&gt;12. Tell me why this should suffice, I hold you through the night, Now will I let it go, Soon I'll let it go&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm not unique in this, Nor am I special, sweet or kind, I court a thousand smiles, Yet I keep my own to hide behind&lt;br /&gt;14. Soushite bouya wa nemuri ni tsuita, Ikizuku hai no naka no honoo, Hitotsu futatsu to &lt;br /&gt;15. Eye of gold, Thigh of blue, True is false, Who is who? Curl of lip, Swirl of gown, Ace of hearts, Face of clown, Faces, Drink it in, drink it up, 'til you've drowned in the light, in the sound&lt;br /&gt;16. Love me now, leave me never, Found a sacred place, Lost in your embrace, I want to stay in this forever&lt;br /&gt;17. Four, Three, Two, One&lt;br /&gt;18. Sing to me the song of the stars, Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again, When it feels like my dreams are so far, Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again&lt;br /&gt;19. Something somewhere out there keeps calling, Am I going home? Will I hear someone, Singing solace to the silent moon?&lt;br /&gt;20. I promise you I won't forget the times we shared, the tears we cried, You'll always be the sun in my sky, It may be fate that brings us back to meet again someday, Even though we go separate ways&lt;br /&gt;21. I'm having the day from hell, It was all going so well (before you came), And you told me you needed space, With a kiss on the side my face (not again)&lt;br /&gt;22. Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing, Telling me to give you everything, Seasons may change winter to spring, But I love you until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;23. Everywhere I turn, I hurt someone, But there's nothing I can say to change the things I've done, I'd do anything within my power, I'd give everything I've got, But the path I seek is hidden from me now&lt;br /&gt;24. My daddy was a TV, my mommy was a magazine, The only man that I ever loved was the same motherfucker who cut me up&lt;br /&gt;25. You're waiting for someone to put you together, You're waiting for someone to push you away&lt;br /&gt;26. So if you want survival, Kneel on my arrival, For this is how I rule the world &lt;br /&gt;27. She works at hot topic, His heart microscopic, She thinks that it's love but to him it's sex&lt;br /&gt;28. This world may have failed you, It doesn't give you reason why, You could have chosen a different path in life, The smile when you tore me apart&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;s&gt;In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger, 'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better&lt;/s&gt; Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;30. When I am old someone may ask me if I ever loved, And I will speak but they won't recognize my words, They'll say I'm telling lies, And maybe I am&lt;br /&gt;31. Well, I know you can't work in fast food all your life. But don't sign that paper tonight, she said, but it's too late&lt;br /&gt;32. When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful, Every hour we spent together, lives within my heart&lt;br /&gt;33. I almost gave up hope, But today I awoke, To a private note&lt;br /&gt;34. And you quoted "Mein Kampf" in our 5th anniversary card&lt;br /&gt;35. What have I become? My sweetest friend, Everyone I know, Goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;36. Little child, Be not afraid, The storm clouds mask your beloved moon, And its candlelight beams&lt;br /&gt;37. I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son, They're one and the same, I must isolate you, Isolate and save you from yourself&lt;br /&gt;38. We were strangers, Starting out on a journey, Never dreaming, What we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;39. But you put on quite a show, really had me going, But now it's time to go, curtain's finally closing, Thank you for the show, very entertaining&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;s&gt;'Cause the drugs never work, They're gonna give you a smirk, 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean&lt;/s&gt; Teenagers&lt;br /&gt;41. Superstar, where you from? How's it going? I know you got a clue what you're doing, You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here&lt;br /&gt;42. What I thought wasn't all so innocent, Was a delicate doll of porcelain&lt;br /&gt;43. Hearing only one root note, Planted firmly in the ground, Undo my heart, unzip my body and lend to my ear a clear and a deafening sound&lt;br /&gt;44. Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, Et lingua eius loqueter indicium&lt;br /&gt;45. And how can you say such things, And keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;46. Oh raping the geek, And hustling the freak, Like a hunchback juice, On a sentimental noose&lt;br /&gt;47. I can't pretend I don't care, When you don't think about me, Do you think I deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;48. It's lucky I hate to be taken seriously, I think my ego would fall right through the cracks  in the floor, If I couldn't count on men to slap my ass anymore &lt;br /&gt;49. Never dreamed out in the world, There are arms to hold you&lt;br /&gt;50. Well I’m still imagining, A dark lit place, Or your place or my place</content>
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    <title>in hopes of falling asleep</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T01:45:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T01:56:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chimi Chimi Moryo (Power Version) - Inoue Junichi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went searching for a long boring meme to put me to sleep. It didn't work but meh. I can still text 'til I pass out. I got an usher shift tomorrow and it fills me with glee for I won't have to do a thing. Not like today was much of a challenge. I got about 50 or so customers. Kinda made me glad since I was running on 3 hours of sleep. Let me tell you, not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyvay. I 'ave vasted your time long enough vith such pointless rambling. On to ze meme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;01) Bold what is true about you.&lt;br /&gt;02) Underline what is half true.&lt;br /&gt;03) Italicize what you wish was true about you.&lt;br /&gt;04) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.&lt;br /&gt;05) Tag five LJ friends. Tags require effort. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Ask me anything about the bold/italicized/underlined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I don't watch much TV these days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I own a lot of books.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I've watched porn movies.&lt;/b&gt; (aaaaaalllll for the lulz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I believe honesty is usually always the best policy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I would get plastic surgery if it was 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I need/want money right now.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/b&gt; (I got like 9, biologically. D&amp;gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I like the way that I look.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I slept with a roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I love to shop/window shop.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm obsessed with my Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/b&gt; (About 6 or 7, actually. :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have no idea what to do with the rest of my life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I've changed a diaper before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I’m online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have tried alcohol or drugs before.&lt;/b&gt; (Took a sip of my aunt's wine and found it nasty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I own the "South Park" Movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I enjoy some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I would die for my best friend(s).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I am happy at this moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I’m obsessed with guys.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Democrat.&lt;/b&gt; (But I hate Obama.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Conservative Republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I love my job.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I walk barefoot when I can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I am proficient with a musical instrument.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I went to college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I am adopted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I am a pyro.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I fall for the worst people and have been hurt every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I adore bright colors.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I hate chain theme restaurants like Applebees and TGIFridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I still have every journal I’ve ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/b&gt; (I can name about 4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am completely tree-hugger spiritual, and I'm not ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I've cosplayed or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have been to at least 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I enjoy an nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I'm an artist. I like to draw.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I am ambidextrious.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a nudist colony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have terrible teeth.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I did this Meme even though I wasn't tagged by the person who took it before me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have more friends online than in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have lived in three different states or countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I am extremely flexible.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I want to own my own business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I spend way too much time on the computer.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Nobody has ever said I'm normal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Sad movies, games, fics and the like can cause a trickle of tears every now and then.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm proficient in the use of many types of fire arms and combat weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I don't like it when people are displeased or seem displeased with me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have played strip poker with someone else before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have had emotional problems for which I have sought help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I can't stand being alone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have at least one obsession at any given time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I weight myself, pee/poo, then weight myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm a judgmental asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm a HUGE drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have traveled on more than one continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt; constantly wish my father would just disappear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;i&gt;I can speak more than one language.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I would rather read than watch TV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I like reading fact more than fiction.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have pulled an all-nighter on assignments I was given a month to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have no piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have spent the night in a train station or other public place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I once spent Christmas alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I've been married and am now divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;There have been times when I have wondered "Why was I born?" and may/may not have cried over it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I like most animals more than most people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I own a collection of retro game systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have hit someone with a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have written/read erotic stories.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I am compulsively honest.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I was born with a congenital birth defect that has never been repaired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have danced topless in front of dozens of strangers. And not been ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have gone from wishing I was a boy to reveling in being a girl to feeling like a boy again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I am unashamedly bisexual, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I dislike milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I obsessively wash my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I always carry that something significant around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Sometimes I'd rather where a wig day-to-day than use my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I love talking about myself to the point that I need to be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I often sing whenever I can and I'm good at it too.&lt;/b&gt; (Being out of tune to make people's ears bleed just happens to be more fun. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have experienced some type of traumatic abuse in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I've experienced visions and dreams which I know/believe are from my past life.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have deja vu so vivid I feel faint.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I love Harry Potter.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;My parents are not together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I don't believe in love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have people that walk incredibly slow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have extreme contempt for the vast majority of people.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Sometimes I don't shower before work.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;For me, procrastination is like a disease!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I want to sleep now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I enjoy watching two guys kissing each other.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am a typical Gemini born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;The more I searched the less I've found.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• As a child I was a huge crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm feeling alone very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm living in a fairytale, and I'm the noble Princess that saves the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I always have to spell my (real) name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I want to die in my sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have a strange laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;If they let me, I can sleep 12 hours in a row.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I wish I could transform myself into a boy every now and then.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I dance in the rain and don't feel like a fool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have a favorite stuffed animal that I will not ever get rid of.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I sing 80's hair metal into my hairbrush on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have a speech disorder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm infatuably attracted to men with long, blond, curly hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I sometimes have the urge to take a shot of whiskey or open a can of beer at odd times in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I have a weakness for guys with nice bodies.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I plan to move to another country at some point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Ever wanted to be a certain fictional character.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;My dreams are so vivid, they feel real.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I'm a huge geek, the comic-book and video game kind, not the smart kind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I can get jealous easily!&lt;/b&gt; (Nickname's Envy for a more than obvious reason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;My computer and hard drive are pretty much my most prized possessions.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have this thing for hot Korean men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I feel guilty every single day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm a neat-freak and my room is more often than not spotless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I do memes obsessively just because I can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;u&gt;I can be alone in a crowd.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• When I'm really, truly pissed off all I do is glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;I have nightmares more often than I have dreams.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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