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  <title>Ninny&apos;s</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 12:18:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*Dusts off the el jay*</title>
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  <description>Holy crap it&apos;s been forever since I posted here.&amp;nbsp; What do I even put?!&amp;nbsp; Maybe I&apos;ll just leave this as an &apos;I&apos;m posting again! After forever!&amp;quot; post and then my next one won&apos;t have the burden of being the first in two years and can be totally trivial crap. *nods decisively, posts*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 09:19:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Potter 7 finished at 12:58am, almost exactly 24 hours after I started</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I don&apos;t want to rehash the whole book, but I&apos;d just like to say I thought it was great--right up until the epilogue. I really wish she hadn&apos;t included that, I&apos;d be much happier if we had Harry&apos;s whole future laid out in front of us, left to our imaginations. Well, I guess this is where a whole bunch of AUs come in.&lt;br /&gt;Other thoughts (okay I can&apos;t resist a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; rehashing)--awesome backstories for Dumbledore and Snape. Between them and her backstory for Voldemort in the last book, my appreciation for her as a writer has improved immensely. &lt;br /&gt;--Dobby, and Lupin, and &lt;i&gt;Fred&lt;/i&gt;. I was sad that Dobby and Lupin died, but I can&apos;t even stand to think about Fred being dead, and what that means for George. They were on the top of my list of People I Will Hate Dying, right after Harry, Hermione, and Ron, and beside Draco. I would almost rather they had both died than one of them have to go on without the other. &lt;br /&gt;--Neville and Neville&apos;s Gran = beyond awesome&lt;br /&gt;--Gringotts breakout = way way cool&lt;br /&gt;--Other than the damn epilogue, so much potential for Harry/Draco slashers--the wand stuff alone is enough fodder for countless H/D stories!&lt;br /&gt;--The Trio--they are totally still my OT3--they are all so &lt;i&gt;devoted&lt;/i&gt; to each other, in the most fitting way.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Harry Potter has won back my affections, after they took a bit of break for book six. &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t believe we&apos;re not all waiting for the next book anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jun 2007 02:18:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Things I have done since my last entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduated college ( = much yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got so drunk I threw up &amp;lt;- for the first time ever ( = much non-yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquired a job in Japan ( = much relieved yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned 23 ( = kinda yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched so much Korean tv I can now say &apos;hello&apos; &apos;thank you&apos; &apos;brother&apos; and &apos;victory&apos; in Korean ( = undeniable yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read lots and lots of fanfic ( = par for the course yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion: yes, it is actually possible to get bored of being lazy. Dammit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 18:50:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Holy Crap!!!</title>
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  <description>Oh my god I finished it. I seriously don&apos;t believe it. It might take the rest of the week to sink in. &lt;br /&gt;And now to sleep. God, wonderful sleep, how I have missed you...</description>
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  <category>omg!done</category>
  <category>div iii</category>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 03:39:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This looked cool...</title>
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  <lj:music>The Cranberries - Zombie</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 18:12:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things I did over the weekend</title>
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  <description>Parties gone to: 2&lt;br /&gt;Scandalous dresses worn: 1&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic drinks consumed: 5 1/2  &lt;br /&gt;Times I warned friends I have no rhythm: 3&lt;br /&gt;Times I tried to do the bump and grind with them anyway: lost count. Highly humiliating number anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Beer cans thrown that landed on my head: 1 (whether this was the desired result is unknown)&lt;br /&gt;Times I introduced myself in formal Japanese to my teacher&apos;s teacher as &apos;I think I&apos;m___&apos; instead of &apos;I am called__&apos;: 1 (this was mostly the fault of a classmate I was talking to beforehand mentioning she was nervous about making this mistake, which I then did and she did not. Bitch. ;P)&lt;br /&gt;Words written on thesis topic: 200. &lt;br /&gt;Bowls of SpecialK consumed at non-morning hours: over 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was certainly a highly productive weekend. And my mother&apos;s always asking me if I&apos;m staying on schedule. Pfft.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 01:50:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>omg is ded of cute</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://cellar.org/iotd.php?threadid=13180&quot;&gt;http://cellar.org/iotd.php?threadid=13180&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <category>pandas</category>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 07:27:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Secret Santa</title>
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  <description>Hey, totally forgot about this thing until I checked my email a few minutes ago, so if you&apos;ve been and gone sorry I missed you. If you&apos;re still wondering about my tastes though, I&apos;ll elaborate a bit. I like Deep Emotional Bonds, but hate it when they pop up for no discernible reason (soulmates I&apos;m looking at you). I find Mpreg, cross-dressing, BDSM, and chan squicky to varying degrees, but care not whether a story is het, slash, threesome, or gen (I admit to having a leaning toward slash, but I&apos;m by no means exclusive).  Other than that, honestly, write whatever feels right, I&apos;m happy with anything that comes under the label &apos;present&apos;. Good luck!</description>
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  <category>yuletide</category>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2005 07:24:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I never thought this day would come...</title>
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  <description>...or actually I did, but I didn`t think I would be alive to see it. I am finished. Over, done with, owari, ijyou desu. I have no idea how to describe how I`m feeling now, it`s all mixed up. I`m happy I don`t have to do anymore homework or take anymore tests for...god like 5 months, but on the other hand, this has been a really intense experience for us all and I can`t believe I won`t be seeing everyone everyday anymore. I can`t help but wish we could all stay together, even the people I don`t particularly care for. I guess I`ve come to regard myself as part of this group, and leaving behind that identity is a little wrenching. &lt;br /&gt;But I am happy I`m done. I can actually  go to bed early tonight!&lt;br /&gt;And that pathetic sentence is one of the reasons I`m happy to be done. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will probably write more in my other journal. Something about typing on this computer makes it hard for me to figure out what to say. (and if anyone reading this makes any smart remarks about me figuring out what to say, I will...do something. When I`m not so tired. &lt;br /&gt;Ta.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 May 2005 00:05:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It occurs to me (often), that work is much more appealing in the abstract.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 01:13:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blessings</title>
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  <description>Awhile back I was going to make a facecious (?) post counting my blessings, which would have included never having been forced to speak with someone named Bubba, living in a country where it is possible to move at least a thousand miles away from any Bubba you do happen to encounter, and having access to (pictures of) really hot people (via the internet). I never ended up writing that post, but the point of it would have been that I had to go that far to find things to be thankful for. The reason I didn&apos;t make that post (aside from being really busy and lazy) was that I knew that wasn&apos;t right. I have so much to be thankful for I feel guilty whenever I&apos;m depressed and feeling sorry for myself, because I know I&apos;m so much luckier than so many, and I have so much to be grateful for. But when you&apos;re feeling depressed and sorry for yourself, you don&apos;t really want to hear-even from yourself-that you don&apos;t really have anything to be upset about. So I got on with my life and tried to pay attention to the little things of wonder that are so easily ignored. 
Today was different. It started out with a lot of things going wrong, which I felt didn&apos;t bode well for the rest of the day (or week for that matter), and continued on with mixed results. But tonight I recieved a great kindness from someone, and it reminded me, in a way I could truly feel, not just know, that I am so blessed in so many many ways that I try not to take for granted, but often do just the same. I know I will eventually go back to my depression and self pity, but I wanted to record this here so that I can look back on it and remember to feel grateful for all the gifts in my life. This spring has been very hard in a lot of ways, but things have happened, sometimes big, sometimes small, and mostly in connection with my trips abroad, that have made me believe there&apos;s something in this world looking out for and taking care of me. Thank you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 23:24:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PS</title>
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  <description>OMG YOU&apos;RE EIGHT-FUCKING-TEEN!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 23:22:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;H&lt;font color=&quot;#6600cc&quot;&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;p&lt;/font&gt;y &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#6666cc&quot;&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00cccc&quot;&gt;r&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;t&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc33cc&quot;&gt;h&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#999999&quot;&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;y&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot;&gt;C&lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;l&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99ff&quot;&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffccff&quot;&gt;i&lt;/font&gt;re&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffcccc&quot;&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6666&quot;&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;I&apos;m so lucky to have you as a sister. Those who don&apos;t have you as a sister are lamer for it. You are brilliant funny creative passionate and thoughtful (among other things) person and&amp;nbsp;you&apos;re one of my best friends.&amp;nbsp; I hope your day (life even) is going fantastically. Muah muah, kiss kiss, loff loff, pica pica.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news, you know there&apos;s something wrong with your life when the fact that cleaning your room gives you a legitimate reason to avoid homework makes you excited. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 03:53:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just had to share this</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/morudai/43370.html?#cutid1&quot;&gt;A Simple Questionaire For Heterosexuals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lovely.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Mar 2005 14:52:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So you know those fantasies you have?</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So you how when you have a to take a test and there&apos;s way too much to study and you don&apos;t feel at all prepared and you think&amp;nbsp;&quot;Wouldn&apos;t it be great if the teacher got sick and canceled?&quot; all the while knowing it&apos;s not going to happen and you&apos;ve got to suck it up and endure? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Guess who just emailed me saying she was sick and all classes and evaluations were canceled for the day?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeah. &lt;strong&gt;That would be my Japanese teacher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;*does dance of renewed faith in the&amp;nbsp;underlying goodness of the&amp;nbsp;universe*&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;You know what this means? This means I get to &lt;em&gt;sleep&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; BOO YEAH!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a god, and&amp;nbsp;he(she/it/ze) loves me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*turns off phone, draws curtains, locks door, and heads for the Land of Nod*&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2005 23:42:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Haiku</title>
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  <description>After a rainfall&lt;br /&gt;I look down and see the sky&lt;br /&gt;rippling below me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkening blue &lt;br /&gt;caught up in lacy branches&lt;br /&gt;floating on water</description>
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  <lj:mood>artistic</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 03:51:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Allow me to amend my last post: I love New England. I love the the area surrounding New England. I love America. I love the world. Why, you ask? Because I, yes, the most awesomest person in the universe, am going to Kanazawa, Japan, to study at Princeton in Ishikawa. Because the world and I rock like the rockist rocking thing that ever rocked. Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;And now I shall go to dance.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Mar 2005 00:47:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;It snowed this morning. I hate New England.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 01:25:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What Exhaustion Does to Harmony&apos;s Brain</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So, in the last three days I&apos;ve gotten about 13 hours of sleep in total. This is for a variety of reasons, consisting of homework, homework, and oh yes, more fucking homework. So I am placing the blame for any ditziness on my part squarely on the shoulders of society. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office&quot; /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moment of Ditziness #1—&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Scene 1: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A small dorm room (incredibly tastefully decorated) with a bed occupied by a sleeping figure. An alarm goes off. The figure jerks awake, looks around room in confusion, then falls out of bed and stumbles to dresser. After dressing for the day (and discovering that socks,&amp;nbsp;in actually,&amp;nbsp;are not found in the pants drawer. Twice.), the figure goes to the bathroom to perform daily ablutions, comes back, looks around room in confusion, takes bag, looks and in confusion one last time, and leaves the dorm room for classes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Scene 2:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Public bus. Interior. The figure is looking out the window in dazed manner. Suddenly looks around the bus and appears to decide some studying needs to be squeezed in. Goes to take a book out of bag, only to open bag and find only thing in it is warm fuzzy hat. Walks around the rest of the day trying to look as if not actually carrying an empty bag. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moment of Ditziness #2—&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: I have missed dinner. This is&amp;nbsp;bad. I know. I will treat myself to calzones. Delivery. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*picks up phone and dials*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Order Taking Personage: Hi thank you for calling DP Dough will this be pick up or delivery. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: Delivery.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Order Taking Personage: Okay what&apos;s your phone number.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: ...559...45...78--I mean 79. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Order Taking Personage: And where do you live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: ...um. ...Well, Hampshire--I mean &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = &quot;urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags&quot; /&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Hampshire&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;College&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;? On G1. Um. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Order Taking Personage: Okay and what would you like to get.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: A calzone. *remembers DP Dough makes &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; calzones* Um, I mean&amp;nbsp;the Eggplant and the Pesto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Order Taking Personage: Okay it should be half an hour to forty minutes. *hangs up*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: *waits impatiently. Forty minutes pass.&amp;nbsp;Feels anxious. Goes to lobby to investigate possible knocking noise. Worries won&apos;t hear from there if phone rings.&amp;nbsp;Remembers turning the ringer off when attempting to nap. Races back to room to turn it back on* &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Moments of Ditziness #s 3, 4 and 5—&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*tugs at door to library frustratedly and wonders if it’s locked. Watches someone push open the other door. Looks at sign on door that says push. Pretends sign was covered up*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*dials combination to mailbox. Mailbox doesn’t open. Dials combination again. Mailbox doesn’t open. Looks at mailbox and realizes it is not her mailbox*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*takes shower. Realizes brought soap, shampoo, conditioner, and robe, but no towel. Drips back to room*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were others, but those are the highlights. Hopefully I will someday get a full night’s rest and stop embarrassing myself so publicly, but until then…Doom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other, more positive news, I asked Miyama-sensei for a recommendation this morning (without stumbling through the Japanese) and she seemed pretty happy to do it, so I am feeling a bit more hopeful about the &lt;st1:place&gt;Princeton&lt;/st1:place&gt; program. Now I just have to find Tawa-sensei and ask her for one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Tea Party</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Tea Party</media:title>
  <lj:mood>Really. What else would I be?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 04:02:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I am *never* letting Annie teach me Chinese</title>
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  <description>Things you need to know to understand this story: Maryam, while not able to say much, has lived in Taiwan for ten years and understands a lot of Chinese. Annie, who lived in China for the first eight years of her life, has a fluent grasp of the language, and is evil. &lt;br /&gt;So. This being a Saturday night, and us being wild college students, Maryam, Annie and I decided to go to the upper RCC to play pool, ping pong and foozball. So when me and Maryam went to pick up Annie, naturally we ran into Emily, Rebecca and Allie and had to chat a minute while waiting for Annie. So all of us are in Rebecca&apos;s room, talking over each other and having ten conversations at once, when Emily shows off the greeting in Chinese Annie had taught her in preperation for our trip this summer. Annie&apos;s congratulating her on saying it perfectly, when Maryam goes &quot;Doesn&apos;t that mean &apos;my butt is big&apos;?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;There is a beat of silence before the room erupts into screams of laughter. Or in Emily&apos;s case, screams of rage. It was one of the most hilarious things I have ever been witness to. Apparently Emily has been practicing this phrase for a month, and Annie has been encouraging her to use it on anyone who speaks Chinese, never letting on what it really means.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, this is what makes life worth living. I&apos;m still laughing just thinking about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2004 04:00:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ninny: bringing ni hao and konnichiwa together</title>
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  <description>You are looking at (the journal of) someone who is going to Asia for 7
months!!! Two and a half weeks of that time will be in Beijing, the
rest in various places in Japan. I would have gone to Japan anyway for
study aboard, but Annie invited me to go to China and I didn&apos;t think I
would be able to go because that would have been an extra $1700, and
I&apos;ve been having trouble figuring out how I&apos;m going to be able to
afford just Japan. But The Best Parents In The Universe gave me a round
trip ticket (via frequent flier miles of course, they don&apos;t have the
cash otherwise) to China with a stopover in Japan for Christmas! Which
means I can go!&amp;nbsp; I am so so so sooo excited. I screamed so loud
Christmas morning I bet the neighbors thought I was being
murdered.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m still trying to figure out how I&apos;m going to afford
Japan, but I have hope that it will work out. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I&apos;m going to Asia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Oh and the twit got a ticket to Europe. Whatever. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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  <lj:mood>what do *you* think?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Oct 2004 19:30:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Biggest Party in the Northeast</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;...and I went to back to my room at midnight. Yes, I am that lame. But I have come to accept this part of myself. Embrace it even. And there&apos;s something about blisters on your feet that takes the fun out of dancing the night away. And since I got those blisters from dancing the evening away (on stage even! I was so cool! I was so hot! I was so squished!) I feel I did my duty and can keep my &apos;wild&amp;nbsp;college student&apos; self-image without much denial involved. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Also, I did not get drunk, stoned, or whatever you call it when you&apos;ve had so much alcohol and drugs you think it&apos;s perfectly alright to fall on a girl, step on her feet, and then ask her if she&apos;s looking for some &apos;fun loving&apos; tonight, and be honestly surprised when she doesn&apos;t commence ripping your clothes off. To pull a completely random&amp;nbsp;example from the air.&amp;nbsp; But again, I do not regret this lapse in &apos;wild college student&apos; duty, for even though others may have had more fun because of their substance abuse, I did not wake up this afternoon feeling like my head was going to fall off and convinced one of my friends had kissed me, even though I was the one who did the kissing, and it was on the cheek anyway. To cite another completely random example.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: Hey Johnna! I love your costume!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Johnna:&amp;nbsp; Harmony! I love you too! *wobbles over drunkenly and crushs lips to Harmony&apos;s cheek*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: Um. Yes.&amp;nbsp;Well, I&apos;ll see you later. Am going to go dance now. *walks in direction of the booming music*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next day--&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;David: Hey Harmony, did you really kiss Johnna last night? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Harmony: ...What? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;David: Cause she said she thinks you might&apos;ve. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah, drunken memories. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it was fun, even if my feet do still hurt. And the Dakin Haunted house was actually scary for a few minutes. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Kill Bill vol. 1</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Kill Bill vol. 1</media:title>
  <lj:mood>amused</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2004 03:03:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Inspired by Claire and lying in the park</title>
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  <description>The clouds float&lt;br /&gt;traveling so high above&lt;br /&gt;I want to go too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A squirrel rustles&lt;br /&gt;branches on a tree, bending&lt;br /&gt;the leaves will fall</description>
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  <lj:mood>exhausted</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Sep 2004 04:47:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Messeges from God</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Found these on someone&apos;s icon (I forget who or I would give them credit). Just imagine them on those black billboards. Anyhoo, here they are:&lt;/p&gt;
1)
&lt;p&gt;Shut up. I&apos;m tired of your stupid hymns.&lt;/p&gt;
2)
&lt;p&gt;Dance, my puppets, dance! Mwhahaha!&lt;/p&gt;
3)
&lt;p&gt;It actually DOES say &quot;Adam and Steve&quot;. That&apos;s what you get for reading a translation.&lt;/p&gt;
4)
&lt;p&gt;All your friends are laughing behind your back. Kill them.&lt;/p&gt;
5)
&lt;p&gt;Okay, I&apos;m back. What&apos;d I miss? OH SHIT!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Will try to update for real when things aren&apos;t so crammed (yeah, like &lt;em&gt;that&apos;s&lt;/em&gt; gonna happen anytime soon...)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love you Pookie! Kissies&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>iTunes yay!</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">iTunes yay!</media:title>
  <lj:mood>okay</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2004 07:54:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Best meme results ever</title>
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  <description>So I ran across this meme that I just had to try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Use fanfiction.net&apos;s Search &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Story By Summary and look up your name in either Harry Potter or Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If there are any Mary Sues that share your name, pick the worst-sounding one and post the summary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are my results (there were lots, as I have one of the most Sue-ist names imaginable, and I couldn&apos;t bear to leave out either of these).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Harry Potter and the Dragon Charmer by Dragon-Charmer &lt;br /&gt;Harmony is no ordanairy girl she is a witch, and no ordanairy witch at thet. She is a fae which is a magical being of imense power .... what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2)Sleep Over by purple polka dots &lt;br /&gt;harmony and Melody are having a sleep over, and the boys come unexpectidly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still snorting* okay, I *know* I&apos;m not the only one whose mind went straight to the gutter on that last one. *eyes Pookie*</description>
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  <lj:music>none--I&apos;m so tired of all mine :(</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">none--I&apos;m so tired of all mine :(</media:title>
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