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  <title>Hide behind your walls of maybe nevers</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 20:28:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Who will you be?</title>
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&lt;br /&gt;We don&apos;t really celebrate halloween here in holland, so eehm.. i&apos;m not going to do anything. I&apos;ll just go work tomorrow, and in the evening, I&apos;m going to play animal crossing, because jack will be there, giving out presents. x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 13:37:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guess who&apos;s back?!</title>
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  <description>YESCH!! It&apos;s Meeeee! x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uuhm..&amp;nbsp; missed me? I&apos;m sure you did xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven&apos;t been here for ages, because, well, life was boring. It was summer vacation and I didn&apos;t go anywhere, I just sat in my room and gamed and gamed and gamed. Nothing more. Omg, what am I leading a boring life &amp;not;&amp;not;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, after that was over, I had to go to school again, and I find it all so awesome. Though, some things are awfully boring. So I ditched school sometimes, which is bad by the way, so don&apos;t copy me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got some new friends, a new BFFL xD, I realized that I&apos;m absolutely not gay, and that I&apos;m seriously in love with a guy who was in my class last year. He&apos;s irritating, has a babyface and is half Moroccan.  Please kill me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I mean it. I don&apos;t want to be in love with that guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the problem is: I noticed that I actually like him since beginning last year. How horrible is that? And now, since I&apos;ve liked him for so long, I&apos;m starting to want to tell him my feelings, BUT&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;DON&apos;T&amp;nbsp;KNOW&amp;nbsp;HOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;d better just forget him... wait.. I don&apos;t want that. Well, I know I say I want that, but my mind doesn&apos;t want to, because everytime I think I&apos;m over him. I dream about him. And then, I&apos;m all head over heals again. WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about someone just kills me now? Then everything is over right?..... Oh come on, just stab my heart already, before I do it myself. (no, serious, I couldn&apos;t do that, If I could, I would have done it long ago.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, the fact that my bro has a girlfriend who&apos;s my age makes it only harder to bear. WHY&amp;nbsp;WON&apos;T&amp;nbsp;SOMEONE&amp;nbsp;LOVE&amp;nbsp;ME! (this sounds awful &amp;not;&amp;not;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I love to sleep. When I sleep, I don&apos;t have a care in the world, I can just enter my own little world, where I am the heroine. The one the world revolves around. The only one who is important. Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly, does anyone have some suggestions for how I can approach him? I mean, we&apos;re friends and all, but we don&apos;t hang out that often. I can only see him on school, at times we both have breaktime. So that&apos;s not often. And anyway, I don&apos;t even know what he thinks off me. Maybe he just sees me as someone who left their circle to join the enemy. (well... maybe that&apos;s a bit far, but you know what I mean right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, I always seem to come here when I feel down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH, I have to go to school again tomorrow, I hate it. Fallbreak (is that what you call a week of vacation in fall? x) ) is over already, why don&apos;t they just make it 2 weeks long instead of one? Now I have to do all that stupid schoolwork today and I can&apos;t finish my game &amp;not;&amp;not;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll so miss my Wii when I&apos;&apos;m at school :( and I won&apos;t be able to sleep in late anymore. I&apos;ll have to get used to waking up at 6 am again &amp;not;&amp;not;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, just thinking about it makes me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is useless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 12:57:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>about school</title>
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  <description>hmm, it seems I was being stressed for nothing (I think) editing the stuff I got from a friends of mine, was nothing but a small half hour of work, and now all I have to do is find that guy who only looks at in in a whim and gives you a good grade. I guess I&apos;ll be going to school tomorrow. Then I can also give that one guy his requested pendants. oh but my class isn&apos;t at school tomorrow.... Hmmm.. then I&apos;ll go on friday ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send him an e-mail just now, omg, I kinda feel like a huge burden fell offa my shoulders, though, it&apos;s not over yet ^^&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I&apos;ll go work right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 11:02:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>back again ^.^&quot;</title>
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  <description>Hmmm.... it&apos;s already a long time ago since I&apos;ve posted some thing. How horrible O.o  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*random thought* Oh... It&apos;s raining x&apos;D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;ll start telling about what I&apos;ve started doing since my birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;MAKING PENDANTS!! omg yes, I&apos;ve started making pendants, and to be honest, I think I&apos;ve gotten pretty good at it.  &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve made &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger;&quot;&gt;90 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pendants for myself so far. omg... that&apos;s so much!! O.O (I hadn&apos;t counted them until now..)  &lt;br /&gt;here&apos;s some pictures ^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/9094/1000002n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/9094/1000002n.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2377/1000003.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2377/1000003.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2264/1000004y.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2264/1000004y.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/6892/1000005z.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/6892/1000005z.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2289/1000006.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/2289/1000006.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/3684/1000007c.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;url&gt;http://img268.imageshack.us/img268/3684/1000007c.jpg&lt;/url&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m also selling them on a forum, and I&apos;m planning on making a site, but I don&apos;t really know how to name my shop &amp;not;&amp;not; (if any of you have a great idea, feel free to tell me ^^) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I&apos;ve also discovered an awesomely cute site where you can dress up your own girl x&apos;D sounds so weird x&apos;D But I don&apos;t know how to explain it in a different way x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;so I guess you should just take a look at this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pupe.ameba.jp/profile/AwrNW7-CKiPI/AwrNW7-CKiPI/&quot; title=&quot;poupeegirl fashion brand community&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;30&quot; width=&quot;120&quot; alt=&quot;poupeegirl fashion brand community&quot; src=&quot;http://stat.pupe.ameba.jp/image/blog/title_en.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on it to go to my personal page ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some less good stuff, I&apos;m starting to get into trouble, if I don&apos;t turn in some school assignments, I&apos;ll probably be kicked out of school O.O So I&apos;m planning on making all that stuff today (since I&apos;ve started ditching school a few months ago (well, not every day, but a lot x&apos;&apos;D (I know it&apos;s bad, scold me please)))&lt;br /&gt;So wish me luck, and pray for me that I may stay on school (omg, who would have ever thought that I would come to love some school O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;With love, &lt;br /&gt;Ann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt auto; display: block; width: 120px; line-height: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pupe.ameba.jp/profile/AwrNW7-CKiPI/AwrNW7-CKiPI/&quot; title=&quot;poupeegirl fashion brand community&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 21:47:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy birthday to me... ¬¬</title>
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  <description>ohmygosh... I turned 18 today, and my day was crap! the only present I got from my parents is the fact that they&apos;ll pay for my drivers license lessons (which I don&apos;t want by the way &amp;not;&amp;not;) I only got two birthday cards, and only one aunt called me today. My best friend didn&apos;t even send me a message, and only one of my friends called me today. I only got those standard kind of emails from forums and stuff, and not even a single ecards or something. And the only REAL present I got was from my brother, he got me a cool glitterlamp. Besides that present, the rest of it was so crappy! I even got into a fight with them about the fact that I don&apos;t want my brothers girlfriend coming along when we&apos;re eating out tomorrow. I know it&apos;s childish, but I haven&apos;t got a single boyfriend in my whole 18 years of life, so why do I have to be reminded to the fact that I&apos;m not attractive at all?! I don&apos;t hate her or anything, but I just don&apos;t feel like spending my birthday meal while being reminded of the fact that there&apos;s no one out there who thinks about me &amp;not;&amp;not;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;ARGH!!!!&amp;nbsp;THIS&amp;nbsp;IS&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;MOST&amp;nbsp;HORRIBLE&amp;nbsp;BIRTHDAY&amp;nbsp;EVER!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have a new cute hobby x&apos;D (at least something good&apos;s happening &amp;not;&amp;not;) I totally love to make little pendants out of clay. I haven&apos;t photographed them yet, but I will tomorrow (if I don&apos;t succeed into trying to get my mom going shopping with me) So just wait patiently if you want to see them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 21:29:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back Again</title>
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  <description>WOW!!&amp;nbsp;I haven&apos;t posted something in ages &amp;Ouml; &lt;br /&gt;I was so tired after I came back from london, that I slept almost 24 hours straight. &lt;br /&gt;and after that, I just didn&apos;t feel like writing anything x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;But I decided that it&apos;s time to come back again. At the moment, it&apos;s pretty late, and I&apos;m way tired, so I don&apos;t feel like writing a lot, and I guess that I&apos;m forgetting a lot right now, but I may write again tomorrow x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, london was just awesome! The stuff we had to do for school was shit, but our free time was cool ^^ I slept bad the first night, slept for two hours the second night, and the third night was the way back, so that was in the bus, and I probably didn&apos;t sleep at all. But the second night was sooo cool, we did all kinds of crazy stuff. There were a bunch of stupid spanish kids who were acting like assholes, so my class (and other people from my school) started to sing songs in dutch (Yes, don&apos;t ask me why, but they did x&apos;D) So, since I was in a crazy mood, I went along with it x&apos;D It was actually very childish, but I still think it was so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;There were some spanish whores who wanted to have sex with some guys from my class x&apos;D one of the guys was drunk and played along x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine drunk for the first time in her life, and got sick because she hadn&apos;t eaten anything before, one of my classmates told me almost everything about her miserable life, and the scary things she goes trough (which I still think off from time to time, and which makes me almost to scared to go to sleep &amp;Ouml;) I got to be better friends with the girl which I can&apos;t tell my secrets x&apos;D, and I got three new friends ^^ Oh, and I fell for the boyfriend of an old friend of mine O.o (which I haven&apos;t seen in weeks now, so I&apos;m probably over it already x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;Hmm... I guess that&apos;s all I remember for now, I may tell more tomorrow when I&apos;m less tired x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about something else, I haven&apos;t written anything for We Monsters, or any of my other stories, in weeks &amp;Ouml;. I just can&apos;t find the inspiration to think of something good. So instead of writing stories, I made some art and stuff x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;I&apos;m too lazy to post all of them here, so I&apos;ll just upload a few and you can see the rest of them on my &lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000zhdd/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;74&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000zhdd/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/00010y76/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/00010y76/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/00011gxg/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;left&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/00011gxg/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I&apos;m really tired right now, I think I&apos;ll stop for now. I guess I&apos;ll write again tomorrow xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(128, 0, 128);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, from Ann :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 21:28:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LONDON!! HERE I COME!!</title>
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  <description>Yes, I&apos;m going to London. With school. x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve known this for I don&apos;t know how long, but I was just too lazy to mention it x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow, I&apos;ll have to wake up at 7 and then, my mom will bring me to the train station, and then I have to take the train, along with my huge bags, all the way to rotterdam x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;And there, at 9.30, the bus will leave and then we&apos;ll go to londen x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have no idea what we will be doing there, well, I do vaguely, but I don&apos;t know atm. Anyway, I think it&apos;ll be fun. (to be honest, I&apos;m sort of nervous and sad, really wtf, why? I&apos;ve been in london before, also with school. hmmmm... I guess the worst part is is that I&apos;ll have to miss my cat for four days. x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I won&apos;t be writing anything in the next few days. Maybe, if I find and internet cafe or something, I will. But if not, then you&apos;ll hear of me when I&apos;m back. At thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;(argh! I really hate this keyboard. My own computer is overheated atm,and has to cool of, so I&apos;m downstairs, and the spacebar here really sucks. &amp;not;&amp;not;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;With love, from Ann &apos;3&apos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2009 10:45:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some random quizzes</title>
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  <description>I was bored, so I decided to take some random quizzes. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;position:relative; border-width:1px; border-color:332200; border-style: solid; background-color:c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:332200;&quot;&gt;
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    My pirate name is:
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  &lt;div style=&quot;font-size:32px;&quot;&gt;
    Mad Anne Rackham    &lt;/div&gt;
  &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.piratequiz.com/flag.gif&quot; style=&quot;top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:332200;&quot; /&gt;
  &lt;div style=&quot;left:110px; top:-60px; width:290px; position:relative; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
    Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate.    Arr!
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  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.piratequiz.com/&quot;&gt;Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the fidius.org network
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Empress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, 
beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You&amp;nbsp;may&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;home 
decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot&quot;&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;big&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blogalyser reveals...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;big&quot;&gt;Your blog/web page text has an overall &lt;b&gt;readability index of 10&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;p class=&quot;big&quot;&gt;This suggests that your writing style is &lt;b&gt;simplistic&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;(to communicate well you should aim for a figure between 10 and 20).Your blog has &lt;b&gt;56 sentences per entry&lt;/b&gt;, which suggests your general message is distinguished by &lt;b&gt;verbosity&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;(writing for the web should be concise).&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;big&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHARACTER MATRIX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;male &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/men.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;55&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;male&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/women.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;45&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;female&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; female&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;self &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/ego.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;63&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;oneself&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/group.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;10&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;group&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/world.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;26&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;world&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; world&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;past &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/past.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;39&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;past&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/present.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;59&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;present&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/images/future.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;2&quot; height=&quot;15&quot; alt=&quot;future&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; future&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;big&quot;&gt;Your text shows characteristics which are &lt;b&gt;55% male and 45% female&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;(for more information see the &lt;a href=&quot;http://bookblog.net/gender/genie.php&quot;&gt;Gender Genie&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br&gt;Looking at pronoun indicators, you write mainly about &lt;b&gt;yourself&lt;/b&gt;, then the world in general and finally your social circle. Also, your writing focuses primarily on the &lt;b&gt;present&lt;/b&gt;, next the past and lastly the future.&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.awrc.info/content/blogalyser2.php&quot;&gt;Find out what &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; blogging style is like!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF....! I am more male than female?! Ö&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <category>random</category>
  <category>quiz</category>
  <lj:music>Fences - Paramore</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Fences - Paramore</media:title>
  <lj:mood>hungry</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 22:28:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: What Next?</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&apos;appwidget appwidget-qotd&apos; id=&apos;LJWidget_12&apos;&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&apos;border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;&apos;&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think happens to us when we die? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&apos;font-size: 0.8em;&apos;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;button&quot; value=&quot;Answer&quot; onclick=&quot;document.location.href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=816&apos;&quot; /&gt; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=816&quot;&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
I&apos;m one of the people who believes everything, so I believe that we go to heaven or hell, and I believe that we can be reborn, and I believe that we can become shinigami. So basically, I think that, after you die, the one thing happens that you want to happen. So if you want to go to heaven, you go to heaven, if you want to stay and wander around on earth, you stay and wander around on earth, etc etc... &lt;br /&gt;X&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>writer&apos;s block</category>
  <category>death</category>
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  <lj:music>That&apos;s what you get - Paramore</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">That&apos;s what you get - Paramore</media:title>
  <lj:mood>weird</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 08:11:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Divided Self</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&apos;appwidget appwidget-qotd&apos; id=&apos;LJWidget_13&apos;&gt;
&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&apos;border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;&apos;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you behave differently online than you do in real life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&apos;font-size: 0.8em;&apos;&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_tinysaur&apos; lj:user=&apos;tinysaur&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tinysaur.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tinysaur.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tinysaur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;button&quot; value=&quot;Answer&quot; onclick=&quot;document.location.href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=820&apos;&quot; /&gt; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=820&quot;&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
Not anymore. At first I did, but when I started going to my current school, I started acting the same in real life as I act online x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Ich Brech Ous - Tokio Hotel</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Ich Brech Ous - Tokio Hotel</media:title>
  <lj:mood>awake</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 22:39:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lazy</title>
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  <description>I did completely nothing today, just lazing off x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t went to school because I had stayed up way to late yesterday. So I slept in till I don&apos;t know anymore. &lt;br /&gt;Then I read some manga online, and then I decided to take a shower. After I was done with the shower and all that other stuff. It was dinnertime. And after dinner, my mom told me to go and sit outside, because it was such a nice weather. and so I did. I decided to sit in our haystack, because there was no wind, and a lot of sun. And omg, it was sooo nice ^^ Just being lazy, and sunbathing, even though it wasn&apos;t even that hot outside. It was like, the first sunny day in weeks. Spring has just begun, and I&apos;m so happy about it ^^ I love spring!! (and not just because of my birthday x&apos;D) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I tried to draw Ryo this evening. Omg I hate to draw guys (only because I can&apos;t) Though, he turned out pretty good. his head is a little too small for his body, but the rest is okay. I think I&apos;m going to sketch him some more tomorrow, since I have some boring class in which I can&apos;t use a pc.</description>
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  <lj:music>Don&apos;t tell me - Avril Lavigne</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Don&apos;t tell me - Avril Lavigne</media:title>
  <lj:mood>sick and dead tired</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 22:35:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>9000 bullets??? X&apos;D</title>
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  <description>OMFG!!&amp;nbsp;x&apos;D&amp;nbsp; Today I heard that some one on the internet (on 4chan) threatened to go and shoot 9000 bullets in my school x&apos;D It was so funny!! There was police, and press everywhere. And only because of some stupid joke x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;Because a lot of guys in my class frequently go to 4chan, and they even created something that resembles 4chan, I know that almost everything that is said there, is a complete joke. &lt;br /&gt;But I can understand why the police and such take this stuff so serious, y&apos;know, because of what happened in German. Still, it was really funny x&apos;D (though I&apos;m glad that it was only a joke, and not real, otherwise, I probably wouldn&apos;t be writing this right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now something else, about &apos;We Monsters&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;I drew some stuff today, not much but I designed the weapons for Ryo, I drew the left side of Nara, I designed the schooluniform (only the girls side till so far) I traced Nara&apos;s weapons in Illustrator and added shades and stuff in Photoshop. &lt;br /&gt;and omg, I even decided to use other kind of shoes. My friend told me that the shoes looked strange, and that set me thinking. At home, I decided to try and draw some other kind of shoes, and omg, they turned out pretty good ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bad I promised myself not to show anything on the internet untill I&apos;m done with everything. Otherwise, I would show you ^^&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I also don&apos;t have a new chapter for the story, because I haven&apos;t been able to write anything, because I&apos;m too busy with drawing x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(128, 0, 128);&quot;&gt;With love, from Ann ^w^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>school</category>
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  <category>art</category>
  <lj:music>Forgotten - Avril Lavigne</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Forgotten - Avril Lavigne</media:title>
  <lj:mood>tired</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 22:19:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Illustrations for &apos;We Monsters&apos;...</title>
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  <description>Wow omg, so yeah, I decided to try and draw illustrations by my story &apos;We Monsters&apos;!&lt;br /&gt;Really, I&apos;ve never done that before, and I just decided it on a whim, but got really exited when all kinds of ideas started popping up in my head. xD&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m currently only working on Nara. Geez, deciding on how a character looks is so difficult x&apos;D I still have no idea how I should dress her. And I also want to draw the schooluniform. ARGH!! So many thoughts, so less time! OH! I have and idea, I&apos;m going to write down everything I want to do (can someone please tell me why I didn&apos;t think of that earlier?!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;Hmm.... I still want to draw:&lt;br /&gt;* Nara from different angles&lt;br /&gt;* Ryo&apos;s weapon, special power and character design&lt;br /&gt;* Harumi (????)&lt;br /&gt;* Illustration from chapter one&lt;br /&gt;* All kinds of monsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I already have:&lt;br /&gt;* Nara&apos;s weapon&lt;br /&gt;* Nara&apos;s special power&lt;br /&gt;* Nara&apos;s character design partly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have a bit of a problem, I suck in making up monsters, I can write about them, but I have no idea how I should make them look. I have drawn some really crappy ones (Which I&apos;d like to keep to myself x&apos;D) but they are so dumb. So If you have any ideas, or tips for inspiration, please go ahead and tell me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have the next chapter for you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;We Monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;In a dusty office, an old guy was going trough paper work. &amp;ldquo;Ah, I see they&apos;ve defeated it... Oh, she got some interesting information when he stabbed her. I can&apos;t wait for them to arrive here.&amp;rdquo; He mumbled while looking at some sort of contract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;A few seconds later, the room was lit up by an orange light. When the light was gone, you could hear blood dripping onto the floor. &amp;ldquo;Harumi! Come out already!&amp;rdquo; Ryo said. The old guy stepped from behind a curtain and observed the situation in front of him. Ryo was carrying Nara. Her head was hanging backwards and her arms and legs were hanging lifeless next to her body. &amp;ldquo;Hurry up, I know she&apos;s tough, but this is just too much. She&apos;ll die if this bleeding doesn&apos;t stop.&amp;rdquo; Ryo said while laying Nara on the couch. The old guy, named Harumi, smiled. &amp;ldquo;Okay Ryo. But just let me get the information out of her first.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Argh, fine, but do it quick.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Harumi grabbed some sort of suitcase and opened it. Inside was something that no one would ever recognize, but Harumi seemed to know how it worked. &amp;ldquo;Ryo, you know what to do.&amp;rdquo; Ryo sighed and nodded. He gently brushed Nara&apos;s cheek and kissed her. The chain appeared and Harumi connected some sort of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;plug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;with the choker that was around Nara&apos;s neck. Immediately loads of symbols started appearing onto the screen that was in the suitcase. When the word &apos;completed&apos; appeared on the screen, Harumi pulled out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;plug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt; and closed the suitcase. Ryo broke off the kiss and watched as Harumi started treating Nara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;A few minutes later, there was no sign of any injury left. Nara was still sleeping. &amp;ldquo;Ryo, come and take a look with me at the information about today&apos;s monster.&amp;rdquo; Ryo followed Harumi. They sat down and Harumi opened the suitcase again. A whole profile of the monster was created. It was a level 7, one of the tougher kinds. He had a special attack, but it didn&apos;t really do much. It seemed that he had known that, because he hadn&apos;t used it. &amp;ldquo;It seems that he weakened after Nara had used her true power. If she hadn&apos;t done that, you would probably never be able to find his weak spot.&amp;rdquo; Harumi said. &amp;ldquo;So, do you still think I used my power just on a whim?&amp;rdquo; Nara suddenly asked. Ryo looked up. &amp;ldquo;Nara, you&apos;re awake, how&apos;re you feeling?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I feel fine, don&apos;t worry. So it was a level 7?&amp;rdquo; It was obvious that she was mad at Ryo for doubting her. But it was no use to start a fight when around Harumi. So that had to wait until they were home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, it seems that way, but only because of his size and skin thickness, otherwise, he would probably have been a level 4 or 5.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I hate it when monsters get a higher level just because their huge.&amp;rdquo; Nara mumbled. &amp;ldquo;What kind of species was it? I&apos;ve never seen one of these before.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;It sure was a rare one, it seems that it was the child of a Chambolara and a Tanarzo.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;What? Can those breed with each other?!&amp;rdquo; Harumi nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yes, those two species regularly fall in love with each other, but their children rarely survive after birth. This one was already a few years old. It seems that it started living in the forest two months ago.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;But I still don&apos;t get one thing, why did it only show its true form in the sunlight?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Oh come on Nara, you know that these monsters exist right?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Yes, but it was a mix, most mixes don&apos;t have that ability.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Like I said, this was a rare one, a mix, AND he could hide his true form in the shadows, just one who was very rare. Nothing else. Anyway, since you&apos;ve collected some rare and interesting data today, you&apos;re getting a day off tomorrow. Make sure you show yourself at that school again Nara. Otherwise they&apos;ll expel you.&amp;rdquo; Harumi smirked at Nara. &amp;ldquo;I know, I know. Don&apos;t worry, I&apos;ll go to school tomorrow, just don&apos;t complain when I&apos;m late.&amp;rdquo; Ryo grabbed Nara by her shoulders before she would start complaining to Harumi. &amp;ldquo;Let&apos;s go Nara.&amp;rdquo; She nodded. &amp;ldquo;Later Harumi.&amp;rdquo; Harumi just smiled as he watched the two kids disappear. &amp;ldquo;They sure are interesting. A human and the last Kadano, two different species, and such a good match.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh, I don&apos;t know If you have noticed, but I uploaded some new drawings at my deviantart yesterday ^^&lt;br /&gt;Since I&apos;m to lazy to upload them all right now, I&apos;m just going to post the links x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/art/Girls-doodles-115790294&quot;&gt;Girls Doodles&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;This is the style I&apos;m going to use for the story ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/art/You-Gotta-Love-The-Stars-115790698&quot;&gt;You Gotta Love The Stars&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/art/My-Bed-is-My-Heaven-115790940&quot;&gt;My Bed is My Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/art/Pear-115791167&quot;&gt;Pear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.deviantart.com/art/15-Silence-115791592&quot;&gt;15. Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 102, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;With love, from Ann =^ 3 ^=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 22:38:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Know Thyself</title>
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Hmmm.... I guess it annoys other people when I laugh at the wrong times x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;(like when someone dies, or gets hurt pretty badly (a celebrity that I really dislike) and other people are really sad about it x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;I guess I&apos;m trying to change it, but I haven&apos;t seen any results yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 11:18:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We Monsters -chapter one-</title>
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  <description>YEAH!! I also uploaded &apos;We Monsters&apos; at my deviantart, and someone faved!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;So I uploaded chapter one today, and decided to also post it here ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://deathlyvampire.livejournal.com/7855.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 204);&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Link to prologue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;We Monsters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;At the other side of the town, the girl appeared in a small alley. It reeked of pee and puke. She groaned in displeasement and started walking out of the alley. She ended up at the city forest. This was where she had an appointment, well, not exactly an appointment. She had to take care of something here. &lt;br /&gt;This morning, she had received a text from her boss. There had been several complains about a loud noise that seemed to be coming out of the forest. One person had seen a large silhouette while taking a walk in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The girl walked deep into the forest. She stood still in an open space. It was quiet, no single bird was singing. All you could hear was the wind blowing softly trough the trees. And if you listened very well, you could hear footsteps. They seemed to be coming closer. Eventually, you could see a figure coming out of the forest. It certainly wasn&apos;t human. The girl reached for her bag, she pulled out a large sword and got ready to attack. &lt;br /&gt;The creature stood still in the shadows. It was small and looked very cute. The girl was a bit dumbfounded, she had expected something more dangerous. But she didn&apos;t let her guard down. This cute appearance could be a trick. She looked around, searching for anything suspicious. There was nothing, only this little cute creature. &amp;ldquo;Are you the one that&apos;s making that noise what the people hear at night?&amp;rdquo; She asked, still ready to attack. The creature tilted its head and gave her a cute glance. The girl narrowed her eyes, something was off about this thing. It had avoided the sunlight until now. &amp;ldquo;Show your true self!&amp;rdquo; She shouted. The creature smirked and walked into the sunlight. It changed into a gigantic monster. There was no sign left of the little cute thing from just a minute ago. The girl swallowed, she had expected something dangerous, but this was far more dangerous than what she could handle on her own. The monster attacked. She could easily dodge. But the monster had a second attack. It hit her with its sharp claw. Blood flowed out of her arm. She gritted her teeth. &amp;ldquo;A small injury like this won&apos;t kill me!&amp;rdquo; she screamed while counterattacking. She jumped into one of the trees that were surrounding them. Then she jumped high in the air and slit trough its arm with her sword. The arm fell onto the ground, and the monster groaned in pain. &amp;ldquo;You&apos;re tougher than you look.&amp;rdquo; a deep husky voice said. &amp;ldquo;I know.&amp;rdquo; The girl answered. &amp;ldquo;But you&apos;re not good enough to defeat me!&amp;rdquo; The monster jumped into her direction and stabbed her right through her body with the draggers that grew onto his other hand. &amp;ldquo;Ugh!&amp;rdquo; The girl started coughing up blood and glared at the monster. &amp;ldquo;Oh, you still can glare like that? Big girl.&amp;rdquo; the monster teased. The girl took a hold of the monsters hand and pushed it away, along with the draggers. The monster looked surprised. &amp;ldquo;You know, I may look like one, and I may live a live like one, but I am not human. I am also a monster, just like you.&amp;rdquo; The monster was dumbfounded and could only watch how the girl stood straight and glared at him while her hands started turning into liquid. She jumped up and sat down in the tree. She moved in a way a human would never be able to move. &amp;ldquo;I&apos;m only a bit more powerful than low monsters like you.&amp;rdquo; She smirked and threw her arms into its direction. Purple liquid started flowing out of her hands. It tied itself around the monster, prisoning the monster in the middle of the sunlight. &amp;ldquo;W... what&apos;s this?!&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;This is my true power, you didn&apos;t think that I would come here with just a sword right? I&apos;m not stupid you know.&amp;rdquo; The girl let the purple liquid squeeze the monster. A few second later, the girl&apos;s power seemed to weaken. The monster started grinning. &amp;ldquo;You&apos;re getting weak already. So you do lose a lot of power when you&apos;re hurt badly.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Grrr...&amp;rdquo; Soon, the purple liquid disappeared and the monster was free again. &amp;ldquo;HA! There&apos;s no way someone like you can defeat me.&amp;rdquo; the monster exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Not if she&apos;s on her own, but when you have to fight both of us, there&apos;s no way you can win!&amp;rdquo; The monster was surprised when he heard the boy&apos;s voice. &amp;ldquo;Who&apos;s there?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt;The girl fell out of the tree, completely exhausted. &amp;ldquo;Damn Ryo, I told you to leave this to me!&amp;rdquo; She said. &amp;ldquo;Shut up Nara, you to know that you&apos;ll die if you fight this one alone.&amp;rdquo; The girl groaned and raised herself while holding onto the tree. &amp;ldquo;And why did you use your true power in this state?! It drains your energy even when you&apos;re not hurt.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;He was making fun of me, I wanted to show him who he was dealing with.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;It&apos;s not like you to do something like this without thinking trough the consequences.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Shut up...&amp;rdquo; Ryo sighed and walked over to Nara. &amp;ldquo;Come on, give me the lead, you know that&apos;s the best thing to do.&amp;rdquo; Nara groaned again and locked eyes with Ryo. He smiled. &amp;ldquo;Good girl.&amp;rdquo; His lips locked with hers and the chain appeared again. This time, Nara was wearing the choker and the chain led to Ryo&apos;s wrist. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, I hate to interrupt you two in your romantic moment, but do you remember that we&apos;re still in the middle of a fight?&amp;rdquo; The monster asked. Ryo broke of the kiss and Nara immediately fell onto the ground, she had fainted. Ryo turned around and grinned at the monster. &amp;ldquo;...What?&amp;rdquo; Ryo kept quiet and walked over to the monster. &amp;ldquo;Hmm... your only power is stabbing people with your hand? That&apos;s not really special or something, though, your size does help you with it. Oh, but you have a weak spot don&apos;t you.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Gah?&amp;rdquo; The monster didn&apos;t understand what Ryo was doing. Ryo started walking around the monster. &amp;ldquo;Ah, this seems to be the right place.&amp;rdquo; He mumbled while getting out his sword. Before the monster could even do anything to defend itself, Ryo stabbed it. &amp;ldquo;ARGH!! How did you know?!&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I&apos;m just very good at figuring things out.&amp;rdquo; He smiled and twisted the sword, digging it deeper into the flesh. The monster started to shrink in size. &amp;ldquo;Damn you, you&apos;ve defeated me, but I won&apos;t let you get away with it this easily!&amp;rdquo; The monster reached out with his last strength and hit Nara again. He swung her against another tree. This made Ryo&apos;s anger raise even further. &amp;ldquo;Don&apos;t you touch her!&amp;rdquo; He pushed the sword even deeper into the monster, if that&apos;s even possible. Then he pulled the sword out and stabbed the monster at the place of its heart. &amp;ldquo;You like to see me suffer right?&amp;rdquo; The monster asked. &amp;ldquo;Yes, I do. Especially after what you&apos;ve done to Nara.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Oh, do you like her?&amp;rdquo; The monster smirked. Ryo seemed taken aback a little. But before the monster could attack him. Nara stabbed the monster in his skull. &amp;ldquo;What he feels is none of your concern ugly.&amp;rdquo; She whispered. Together, they pulled their swords out of the monster. &amp;ldquo;Damn you, I can&apos;t believe you&apos;ve defeated me. Especially after I had hurt you this much already.&amp;rdquo; The monster said while it started to melt. &amp;ldquo;Don&apos;t worry, we won&apos;t tell your friends, they will find it out themselves when we&apos;re done with them.&amp;rdquo; The monster shot a last glare at Nara and disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;When the danger was gone, Nara collapsed onto the ground. Ryo rushed over to her and pulled her onto her feet. &amp;ldquo;Come on Nara, we have to get out of here.&amp;rdquo; He said and they disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s way longer than the prologue x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story. If so, please comment or something ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 22:39:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New story  -We monsters-</title>
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  <description>I started writing a new story (again x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it to turn out romantic and stuff, but I ended up writing about monsters x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a bit of it, if you like it, please say so x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;We monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Prologue&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I like you, will you please go out with me?&amp;rdquo; The shy girl said while turning bright red. The boy sighed and seemed annoyed. &amp;ldquo;I&apos;m sorry, but I can&apos;t see you in that way.&amp;rdquo; The girl looked horrified and ran away while crying and screaming loudly that he was horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;The guy scratched his head in annoyance and turned around. This was normal for him. Every day, there would be a different girl confessing to him. And he didn&apos;t even know the most of them. Around the corner, someone was waiting for him. She smiled slyly when their eyes met. She pulled the chain she was holding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;Immediately the guy got closer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt; like he was tied onto that chain. &amp;ldquo;What is it now?&amp;rdquo; He groaned while avoiding eye contact with the girl. &amp;ldquo;You know what I want.&amp;rdquo; She smirked while tugging the chain. The boy sighed and locked eyes with her. &amp;ldquo;Fine, if that&apos;s what it takes to make you leave me alone already. Then go ahead.&amp;rdquo; The girl smiled sweetly, and touched the boys face. &amp;ldquo;You&apos;re so easy going today, did something happen?&amp;rdquo; She asked while closing in. &amp;ldquo;Naah, not really, I&apos;m just tired.&amp;rdquo; The girl licked her lips before she locked hers with his. The boy closed his eyes and the girl let go of the chain. Suddenly you could clearly see a chocker around the boy his neck. The chocker was tied onto a chain. And that chain led to the girl her wrist. They were literally tied together. Almost like he was the dog, and she was his master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;The girl broke of the kiss. The chain was gone, and the boy fell onto the ground, exhausted. &amp;ldquo;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;.you&apos;re too much.&amp;rdquo; He sighed, trying to regain strength.&amp;nbsp; The girl smiled slyly. &amp;ldquo;That may be true, but you know you can&apos;t live without.&amp;rdquo; The guy stood up and shook his head, he didn&apos;t want to answer to this. &amp;ldquo;Well, I&apos;ll pick you up after school&apos;s over.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;What are you going to do then? You have class too right?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I have to skip today, there&apos;s some small job that needs to be taken care of today.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Are you sure you can handle it alone?&amp;rdquo; The guy seemed worried. &amp;ldquo;Don&apos;t worry, it&apos;s not much, I can handle it. Now go enjoy class.&amp;rdquo; And she was gone. The guy scratched his head. He may dislike a few things about her, but he still cared about her. And he knew from experience, that if she went to solve a job on her own, she would always end up getting hurt badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;He shook his head, trying to lose the thought of losing her. He headed back for class, break was almost over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Well, that was it, I hope you liked it. Though there&apos;s not much monster right now. But it&apos;s only the prologue x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;With love from Ann&lt;/span&gt; &apos; 3&apos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 22:30:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: What a Way to Make a Living</title>
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Hmmm... I haven&apos;t had many jobs, only two. and both of them were crappy x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;But I still have both of them, because I&apos;m to lazy to look for something else XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>writer&apos;s block</category>
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  <category>bad jobs</category>
  <lj:music>Haruka Kanata - Naruto</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 10:50:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>A friens/classmate told me just now, that my dutch blog is just a whole load of stuff that has nothing to say. Well, he&apos;s right x&apos;D It&apos;s true, I hate to write dutch stuff (if it&apos;s about life and stuff) So mostly, I write about nothing, just what happens, and because my life in mainly boring, the things I write there are also boring. &lt;br /&gt;Now let me ask you a question, are the things I write here, also boring? I hope not, because I really have fun writing things here. I feel like I can tell a lot more when I write in english (and when I keep it a secret x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!!!&amp;nbsp;I wanted to talk more, but I guess that has to wait untill I get home, schools over, so I have to shut down x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(128, 128, 0);&quot;&gt;with love ,from ann *w*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>classmates making noise XD</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">classmates making noise XD</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 09:49:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Passing Time</title>
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I doodle, but if I don&apos;t have any paper near, my mind just wanders of somewhere else, and in the end, I don&apos;t remember anything that is said x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>my classmates making noise x&apos;D</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 22:56:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just wanting your opinion</title>
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  <description>Damn, I was just rereading my last post, and I noticed that I really am starting to love Livejournal, it&apos;s so fun to write about things you can&apos;t tell other things. And I just love it to keep this a secret. I can talk about everything that happens to me, without worrying that someone I know might read it x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I started writing another small story, it&apos;s still in it&apos;s raw version, but I&apos;d like to ask your opinion about it (if you have the time to comment x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my story &apos;Her New Life&apos; (what can be found on both my DeviantART&amp;nbsp;and Fanfiction.net (check links)), you may recognize the name, thats because it&apos;s a sequel to &apos;Her New Life&apos;. I&apos;m thinking about calling this story&amp;nbsp; &apos;Her Past&apos;, since it&apos;s about the girls past. Anyway, I&apos;m open for suggestions and stuff. So please feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;This story is about Sakura Ann, a girl with a horible life. But she doesn&apos;t even realize it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;It was Monday, everything seemed normal in the little town called Brakel, but somewhere, in one of the houses, it was a little too quiet. A 13 years old girl was still sleeping in her bed. It seemed that her parents were also still sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;In the silence, you could hear dripping. Was it a crane? Was is the toilet? No, it wasn&apos;t, but if it wasn&apos;t that, what was it then? The girl awoke because of the sound. Still sleepy she got out of her bed. In her search for where the noise came from, she walked across her parents room. Guessing they were still asleep, she quietly opened the door. Peeking around the corner she looked at her parents. What she saw there was something that she will never forget. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;The dripping sound came from a red liquid, bloodred. It dripped from the edges of the bed. The whole sheet was soaked with the red liquid, on the sheet were two people. The two of them had various cuts, deep into their body. Blood was still dripping out of their lifeless bodies. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;Suddenly, the whole town was awoken by a load scream. You could hear the fear in it. You can guess where it was coming from. Yes, it was coming from the girl. She had found her parents lying dead on their bed. Soaked in blood. She screamed, tears rolling down her face. She was frozen. All she could do was cry and scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it&apos;s a half year later, the girl still isn&apos;t recovered, but she can at least go back to school again. &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re not in that town anymore, she moved. She didn&apos;t want to stay there any longer, so she started to live at the place of one of her family members. &lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s currently in class. Let&apos;s see how she&apos;s doing.&lt;br /&gt;Look there she is, it looks like she&apos;s doing just fine, but don&apos;t judge things by it&apos;s appearance. She may look like that, but no one knows what she&apos;s thinking, no one knows how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, class is over, let&apos;s follow her. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;Ann is walking over the street, not paying attention to whatever happens around her. She still can&apos;t believe that&apos;s she&apos;s going back to school already. What has happened that half year ago, is still fresh in her mind, like it just happened yesterday. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0cm;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Arial, sans-serif&quot;&gt;Suddenly, she bumps into someone. &amp;ldquo;Oh, sorry.&amp;rdquo; She says. &amp;ldquo;Don&apos;t worry about it, I wasn&apos;t paying attention.&amp;rdquo; She looks up at who it is she bumped into. She looks straight into two amazingly kind looking eyes. She smiles, a real smile, for the first time after the incident. She knows these eyes. She knows this person. &amp;ldquo;Ann, wow that&apos;s some time ago.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;It sure is Maikel.&amp;rdquo; She answers.&lt;br /&gt;The two of them decide to go drink something together. But maybe Ann had better not done that, because this guy is going to change her life in a way no one can ever imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I feel like the style I write it in is a bit strange, maybe because I&apos;ve never written in this kind of style before. I also feel like I&apos;m wanting to rush things a bit in the beginning, y&apos;know because I really want to write the horrible things x&apos;D (wut, I know right, I&apos;m strange, I hate horror and over dramatic things, but I still love writing them XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo... please tell me what you think about it ^^ I&apos;ll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 204, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;thanks a lot, love Ann *w*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <category>fiction</category>
  <lj:music>my typing skills x&apos;D</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">my typing skills x&apos;D</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 18:44:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another random list x&apos;D</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I filled in a random list of questions. I liked it, so, since there&apos;s not much to talk about today, I&apos;m going to do one today again x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding: 1px; background: rgb(255, 215, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding: 5px; background: rgb(218, 112, 214) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(255, 215, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 215, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; margin-bottom: 5px; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.the-top-tens.com/50-random-questions.asp&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(218, 112, 214); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;50 Random Questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where were you 3 hours ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Probably the same as now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Who are you in love with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Have you ever eaten a crayon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Maybe when I was 3 or something, but I don&apos;t remember x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;my toenails, ny necklace, paper, lace and some other random stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. When is the last time you went to the mall?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;eehm... I really have no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Do you have a car worth over $2,000?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t have a car x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. When was the last time you drove out of town?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;drove as in on the bike, today x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Are you hot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;not really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. What are you wearing right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;a shirt and pants and underwear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t have a car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Last food that you ate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;a meatbal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Where were you last week at this time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;in my room I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. When is the last time you ran?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;eehm...  I don&apos;t remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What&apos;s the last sporting event you watched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;skating I guess, but I didn&apos;t reelly watch it, it was just on when I was downstairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. What is your favorite animal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;a cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Your dream vacation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Japan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Last person&apos;s house you were in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I really have no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Worst injury you&apos;ve ever had?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;a rupture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Have you been in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I guess so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;My imagine friends x&apos;D (and boyfriend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Last play you saw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I have no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;eyes???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. What are your plans for tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;trying to write more for my stories and then go to sleep x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pffft... I do have myspace, but I never do something about it, so I guess it&apos;s one of my friends from first year (jacobijn I guess)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Next trip you are going to take?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;eehm... I don&apos;t know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Ever go to camp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Jup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Were you an honor roll student in school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;sort of, I would never make a fuss in class, but I would not always do mu homework (since I hated it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. What do you want to know about the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;If I would actually ever meet someone who will love me for who I am, and If I&apos;m going to die early or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;currently? Only deo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Are you due sometime this year for a doctor&apos;s visit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Where is your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;In his skin I guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. How is your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;he&apos;s sick currently x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Do you have a tan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Jup, I&apos;m always tanned (it&apos;s just my skin color)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;the tv, and my typing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Do you collect anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Not really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Who is the biggest gossiper you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Kimberly, a girl from my class, she seems like someone you can really trust, but if you tell her something, everybody will know it the next day (I&apos;m talking out of experience)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I DON&apos;T HAVE A CAR!! (I can&apos;t even drive)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Jup, it&apos;s way more yummier like that x&apos;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. What does your last text message say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I don&apos;t know, I&apos;m to lazy to get my phone out of my bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Do you like hot sauce?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Last time you took a shower?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;the day before yesterday, but I&apos;m going to take one after I&apos;m done with this list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. Do you need to do laundry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;My mom does that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. What is your heritage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t know, I&apos;m only 17 y&apos;know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Are you someone&apos;s best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;i have no idea how others think about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. Are you rich?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Not really no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. What were you doing at 12AM last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 15px; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;writing stories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 215, 0); font-weight: normal; font-size: 9px;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.the-top-tens.com/lists/best-auto-insurance-companies.asp&quot;&gt;Auto Insurance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 215, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.the-top-tens.com/lists/top-ten-best-surveys-quizzes-on-myspace.asp&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(218, 112, 214); font-weight: bold; font-size: 8px;&quot;&gt;Top Ten List - Best Myspace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! It&apos;s purple!!! x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So about today, nothing much happened, I had 3 hours school and after that I went straight home. School was boring, though I had fun with Kimberly x&apos;D She&apos;s so funny (but you can&apos;t trust her with your deepest secrets)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got to hear from her that one of my classmates wanted to post a picture of herself in her underwear, on the site of our class. REally wtf, do you want to get raped by all the guys in our class so badly?! You are having sex with one of them already, and he isn&apos;t even your boyfriend, what kind of whore are you?!!&lt;br /&gt;Really, she&apos;s sick. &amp;Ouml;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;m done complaining for today x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;( I still have to shower and stuff x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love from Ann *3*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 12:47:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some random list x&apos;D</title>
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  <description>I decided to fill in some random list I found somewhere x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;What are you doing in 2 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no idea, it can be making cookies, it can be writing stories, or something else. x&apos;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that visited your home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eehm...I guess that has to be some friend of my brother, but people who visited for me... eeh..... geez that&apos;s long ago. I think it was my (ex) best friend, a year ago or so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of your top friends have seen you naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;none&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the last place you drove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do I have my drivers license already?&amp;nbsp;&amp;Ouml;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing Saturday?&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Working probably...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;If you had 5 minutes to talk with any politician, who would it be?&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate politic, so I think I won&apos;t even talk about their work x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;And I really have no idea who it should be, since I don&apos;t even know all of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;What would you ask them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If they really like their work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love your job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pets are roaming around your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you told a family member that you loved them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeh..... that&apos;s a long time ago I think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you work out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You mean the time when I ride my bike, to get ot the train station?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that made you angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dad I guess x&apos;D although I don&apos;t really know, I seem to have the ability to make people angry, even when I don&apos;t talk to them or something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re stranded alongside the road. Who do you call first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my parents I think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name the last 3 TV shows you watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Eehm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hart van Nederland, Lachen om home videos, Kassa&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does your co-worker piss you off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&apos;t have a co-worker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to spend an 8 hour car ride with 1 person, who is it and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my parents probably (why can&apos;t the other be there?) because we&apos;re going on vacation...(??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you showered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday, after I woke up (around 12 o&apos;clock x&apos;D) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to ride in the back seat of your car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a car?! Since when?! Where is it?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What 3 items do you buy every time you go grocery shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;asset-body&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;milk, fruit and cheese&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to eat 1 food every day for a year, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tosti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to look it up x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;Oh, that&apos;s a friend of mine, Ricardo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn&apos;t you answer the phone the last time it rang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was sleeping (I think)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last concert you went to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tokio Hotel (3 years ago x&apos;D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you saw number 5 on your top friend list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&apos;t really have a list of friends or something, but I think that&apos;s my&amp;nbsp; ex best friend, I saw her a few months ago (around Christmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to be a member of a TV sitcom family, which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teletubies! (you can wear a suit the whole time, so no one recognizes you x&apos;D) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things from your childhood that you still have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My teddy bear, a lamp and a raw dagger I found at the beach &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last lie you told?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I went to school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to get drunk with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;ve never been drunk...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many bones have you broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;none&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the meanest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pffff. I know so much mean people, how should I know? But I guess my ex best friend (again), she acted all nice, but now she&apos;s changed so much, she&apos;s become a complete bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the loudest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimberly, a friend from school x&apos;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the funniest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ricardo x&apos;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone in your life that you tolerate, but wish they were gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, there is x&apos;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be doing 1 year from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;following the study I want and having a boyfriend (cliche?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your ex are trapped in an elevator. What happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a ex? WOW! &lt;br /&gt;but I guess nothing will happen, what should? that we get back together or something?! I imagine that I&apos;ll really detest every ex I&apos;ll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last fast food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I said, bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you were in a hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than two years ago.. Oh no wait, I&apos;ve been in the hospital a year ago, for my ankle x&apos;D It still hurts XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you dream about last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;POTC, because the movie was on tv last night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stole anything? If so, what was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, but I don&apos;t remember x&apos;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think mullets are sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you mean the fish or the haircut? I hate them both&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing that made you uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remembering that there was still mud on my coat while I was working&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever yell at someone for not washing their hands after using the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope, I&apos;ve never done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 2 of your top 8 friends said they had a crush on you, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think that they&apos;re mentally insane and let them think about it for another day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you danced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no idea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone breaks into your house while you are in bed. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If they&apos;re in my room, I&apos;ll pretend to sleep, and wait for them to leave my room. Then I&apos;ll grab some heavy thing and follow them, hit them on their head and then call the police.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you first learn your &amp;quot;limit&amp;quot; when drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don&apos;t drink&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one person you DON&apos;T want to come to your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I DON&apos;T&amp;nbsp;KNOW!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last article of clothing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the smartest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&amp;nbsp;DON&apos;T&amp;nbsp;KNOW!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to fall asleep on the couch with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild night of drinking with friends or quiet night at home with bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours at work or 12 hours cleaning the kitchen, bathroom, and garage?&lt;br /&gt;work, then i&apos;ll at least earn some money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the next person you want to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Famous or infamous?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea for both of them x&apos;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 22:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Comped</title>
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&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style=&apos;border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;&apos;&gt;&lt;p&gt;What&apos;s the best compliment you&apos;ve ever received?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&apos;font-size: 0.8em;&apos;&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_krizzzie&apos; lj:user=&apos;krizzzie&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://krizzzie.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://krizzzie.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;krizzzie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;button&quot; value=&quot;Answer&quot; onclick=&quot;document.location.href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=805&apos;&quot; /&gt; &lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=805&quot;&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot; You have beautiful eyes&amp;quot; I guess, since I can&apos;t remember half everything everyones says to me x&apos;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I remeber that a few people said that to me ^^&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 22:42:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pictures and stuff</title>
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  <description>I made some new things today ^^&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t look at the date, because I always put in the date from when the picture as taken ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000rqgp/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000rqgp/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000s7ak/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000s7ak/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000tb3s/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;75&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000tb3s/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000wd82/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;34&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000wd82/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000xkt5/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;130&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000xkt5/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000y8a7/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;136&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000y8a7/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to post a new chapter of first love today, since I&apos;m sort of tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 153, 102);&quot;&gt;With love, from Ann *w* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 22:43:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Letting it go...</title>
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  <description>I decided to try and stop loving my best friend. First of all, because he already HAS a girlfriend, and second, I know that they will never break up. He&apos;ll never see me as something else than a friend. That&apos;s so obvious &amp;not;&amp;not;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I&apos;m going to find someone else who I can love with all my heart. (any suggestions? x&apos;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had a really cool lesson today ^^ we had to doodle stuff, and this is what came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000q0qz/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;72&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/deathlyvampire/pic/0000q0qz/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They&apos;re pretty cute x&apos;D we also have to make a totally whole new drawing (or painting or whatsoever) with those included. I&apos;m still trying to figure out how I&apos;m going to do that, but I&apos;m thinking about something rainbow x&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also wanted to post a new chapter of First Love. So here you go ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(128, 128, 128);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(128, 128, 128);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter four&amp;nbsp; - &lt;u&gt;YOU&amp;nbsp;TRAITOR!&lt;/u&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;The next day at school Maki came running towards me. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;NANAHO! Where did you go last night? We tried to call you after the goukon was over, but you didn&amp;rsquo;t pick up your phone.&amp;rdquo; I looked at her like she was crazy. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t recall that my phone was ringing. And the last time I checked, I had no message of someone calling me.&amp;rdquo; I picked my phone out of my pocket. &lt;br /&gt; There where no new messages and in my call-history was no sign of Maki&amp;rsquo;s phone number. &lt;br /&gt; This set me thinking. What had happened last night. &lt;br /&gt; I remembered eating sushi with Akahoshi-kun. I remembered walking home with him, I remembered him pulling me into a bar. &lt;br /&gt; He gave me something to drink. After that everything was just a black hole. &lt;br /&gt; The next thing I recalled was waking up in my own bed. &lt;br /&gt; My mom had told me that I came home late. Looking drunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I couldn&amp;rsquo;t handle alcohol. I would pass out by the first drop. &lt;br /&gt; Did Akahoshi-kun give me alcohol to drink? Would he have done something to me while I was out? &lt;br /&gt; My face paled. A bad feeling crawled his way up my back. Nasty thoughts flew trough my mind. &lt;br /&gt; Would he really take advantage of me? OFCOURSE! It was a guy! No guy I ever had met was nice. &lt;br /&gt; He could have easily deceived me by telling me lies, making me comfortable, making me trust him a little. That damn bastard. &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;The rest of the day I could do nothing else than wonder what would have happened while I was out. &lt;br /&gt; My friends decided to leave me alone because I was looking strange today. &lt;br /&gt; I wasn&amp;rsquo;t planning on telling them that I went out to eat sushi with Akahoshi-kun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;I didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like going home after school was over. So I started wandering around town. &lt;br /&gt; A lot of guys tried to pick me up, but with one glare, they were all gone. &lt;br /&gt; Suddenly, I bumped into someone. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Damn! Watch where you&amp;rsquo;re going!&amp;rdquo; I yelled. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Saruwatari-san?&amp;rdquo; I looked up. Before me stood Akahoshi-kun. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Akahoshi-kun&amp;hellip; what are you doing here?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I just wanted to ask you the same, why are you in front of my school?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; That was when I noticed that I was in front of an unknown school.&lt;br /&gt; I had walked mindlessly around, so I didn&amp;rsquo;t notice that I got lost. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;&amp;hellip;omg.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;what?&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I.. I&amp;rsquo;m lost.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; He smiled. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re actually pretty funny.&amp;rdquo; He said while still smiling. &lt;br /&gt; Then I remembered that he let me drink alcohol.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hey, you bastard, why did you feed me alcohol yesterday?!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; People around us looked up. &amp;ldquo;sshhhh.&amp;rdquo; He said, but I didn&amp;rsquo;t listen. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Damn you, I don&amp;rsquo;t remember anything after you pulled me into that bar! I hope for your own good that you didn&amp;rsquo;t do anything to me!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; Akahoshi-kun quickly put his hand over my mouth and pulled me away from the crowd. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Saruwatari-san, I swear that I didn&amp;rsquo;t do anything to you.&amp;rdquo; He said when we were alone. &lt;br /&gt; If looks could kill, he would be dead by now.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t believe you, anyone can say that. What did you do to me?!&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; He sighed. &amp;ldquo;Saruwatari-san, I swear on my grave, that I didn&amp;rsquo;t do anything to you. I took you into that bar just on a whim. I didn&amp;rsquo;t know you couldn&amp;rsquo;t handle alcohol, I know I should&amp;rsquo;ve asked you first, so I&amp;rsquo;m really sorry. After you blacked out, I carried you out of there. Since I didn&amp;rsquo;t know where you lived, I took you to the park and waited with you on a bench till you woke up. You were pretty drunk so I guess you don&amp;rsquo;t remember that you told me where you live and that I carried you home.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; His face showed true regret, and somehow I believed him. &lt;br /&gt; Still, I was angry at him for feeding me drunk. &lt;br /&gt; I pouted. &amp;ldquo;hmm. Well. Okay then, but promise me that you&amp;rsquo;ll never ever feed me alcohol again.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; He looked relieved. &amp;ldquo;I promise.&amp;rdquo; He said. &lt;br /&gt; I smiled at him. &amp;ldquo;A.. Anyway, you said you&amp;rsquo;re lost?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; I nodded, trying to ignore the waver in his voice. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Where do you have to go?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;eehm&amp;hellip; I don&amp;rsquo;t know, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t planning on going home yet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Why?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Just don&amp;rsquo;t feel like it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Then what are you planning to do?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know, I could look for a present for Sai, since it&amp;rsquo;s almost her birthday.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;What do you want to buy for her?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;why do you want to know?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well, since you&apos;re lost, you&apos;ll probably need me to bring you back into known area right?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well.... yes, but what has that to do with the present I&apos;m going to buy for Sai?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Well, if I know which shop you&apos;re going, I can bring you there, since I have to go into town anyway.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Oh, okay then, I wanted to buy her some manga, there&apos;s a new volume out of the series she likes.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Then let&apos;s go to the bookstore.&amp;rdquo; He said while smiling and walking away. &lt;br /&gt; I sighed and followed him. He probably was going to hang around me till I went home. &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;When we walked past his school again, someone called out to us. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Hey Akahoshi, who&apos;s the pretty bitch next to you? Your new one night stand?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; A guy with black spiky hair walked over to us. &amp;ldquo;ooh, you got a good one this time, she&apos;s really pretty. You like them pretty right? Oh wow, check out those boobs, they&apos;re huge! And that ass. Awesome dude! Let me have her after you&apos;re done &apos;kay?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;br style=&quot;&quot; /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;This really really pissed me off, this stupid guy was talking about me like I was some comicbook. &lt;br /&gt; He was checking out my breasts like they were the cover and my face like it was the synopsis written on the back. I clenched my fists and glared at the guy. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;eeh.. Takana, she isn&apos;t.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;eh? You mean you aren&apos;t going to fuck her?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; I looked at Akahoshi-kun. He knew what I was thinking, that he was a big fat liar. Someone who&apos;s not trustable, someone who&apos;s an asshole. That he just wanted to get into my pants, and that he DID do something to me while I was drunk. &lt;br /&gt; Akahoshi-kun looked desperate, I guessed he didn&apos;t want me to think this way, but hey, who wouldn&apos;t after hearing all this? &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Takana, could you leave us alone?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;oooh, is she your girlfriend? Are you really going steady with a girl this pretty? You know pretty gals are only bitches right?&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; I looked at Akahoshi-kun, questioning. I wanted to let this guy shut up. He glanced over at me, sighed and nodded. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;So, your name is Takana-kun. Nice to meet you, my name is Saruwatari Nanaho. Let me ask you, are you sure you used your dick when you fucked all these girls you&apos;re talking about. No wait, let me ask it in a different way. Are you sure you ain&apos;t still a virgin? Because you sure act like one. All you can think about is sex sex sex. Pervert, you just should go back to jerking yourself off while secretly looking at the porn magazines from your dad.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; The guy was dumbfounded, that a girl as pretty as me would say these things. Then he opened his mouth. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;See Akahoshi, all pretty girls are bitches.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; When he said that I grabbed him by his throat. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Listen you piece of junk. You may be Akahoshi-kun&apos;s friend, you may talk big, and you may be handsome. But do you even know how a real breast feels like? No you don&apos;t right, no, of course not. Oh, you want to try and see how it feels? Aww poor fellow, to bad you have to wait for another year before you can even touch one. You know, I may be pretty, and I may be acting like a bitch to you, but you know why? Because girls like me have to stand up for theirselves. We have to be stronger than the guys attacking us. That&apos;s why I can lift you up easily like this. That&apos;s why I could easily let you stop breathing. Of course, I won&apos;t do that, if I do that you&apos;ll only become a bigger pain in the ass. Anyway, if you want to be able to really fuck some girl someday, you better shut your mouth. Don&apos;t ever touch me, and never ever talk like that in front of any girl again.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; I let go of him. Fear was written all over his face. He looked at Akahoshi-kun in horror, but even Akahoshi-kun was surprised at my actions. &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;And another thing. I have a disinterest in guys, so Akahoshi-kun and I are NOT dating.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; With those words I grabbed Akahoshi-kun by his sleeve and pulled him with me, away from that stupid guy, away from that stupid all boys school and away from the crowd that had formed around us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;; color: gray;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  I hope you liked it ^^&amp;nbsp;(if you did, please comment or something *cries silently* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 51, 102);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;With love from Ann * 3* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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