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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 21:21:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy post</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Hi guuuuuys. I can&apos;t make a really long post (though, knowing me, it&apos;s going to end up exactly that anyway) because I still have to prepare for maths college tomorrow, but I&apos;m in a very talky mood, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction period (for my fraternity/sorority, STILL have not figured out whatever the word is for a mixed thing) was &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;. I met so, so many people and I know everyone who went on camp- We had three days camping in Brabant (they have the highest concentration of wasps there I have ever seen. The very first thing that happened to me after getting my suitcase from the bus was being &lt;em&gt;stung&lt;/em&gt; by one of the bitches. And I seriously didn&apos;t do anything. I&apos;m one of those scoff-they-won&apos;t-hurt-you-unless-you-keep-flapping-your-arms-around-like-a-headless-chicken-eyeroll people, but I just stood there and suddenly got STUNG. Weird aggressive wasps. They kept flying into your face and everything).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun and activities and beer and one snog and getting to know everyone and profiling myself till everyone knew me soon enough and throwing myself into everything with enthusiasm which I really recommend to everyone because it&apos;s the one thing that makes sure people don&apos;t forget you. Just get involved and you&apos;ll automatically charm everyone :) Which may or may not lead to rowdy older-years student boys singing your praises, literally (oh god I love student boys. Ngghf. Seriously I&apos;m a natural at being a student. I can drink beer like a boat worker, quoting one of said student boys. Who was really cute. The cutest of the leaders-bunch had a girlfriend whose the most awesome girl I met during the city/uni introduction week (still following this?) which suuucked). Why do I use so many ()&apos;s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, three days back in&amp;nbsp;Rotterdam, sleeping over at yearmates&apos; homes. Stayed with this girl whose a reading fan with an amazing library, and a partier as well! This other guy stayed with us as well and he kept wanting to go home really early which maybe is understandable and really unsocial of me to humpf about, but we just had soooo much fun. This one night, he wanted to go home and we were all, yeah, okay, as soon as I finish this beer, and &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; kept filling me up and giving me new ones so in the end he had to wait an hour longer which is a reaaally mean thing to do but ungh had so much fun. SORRY, STAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I danced and laughed and sooo many new friends and even though I can&apos;t really say who&apos;s going to be in a definite group of friends, or if that even will happen because uni is just so different and there just so many different places to make friends that don&apos;t necessarily meet the others that I don&apos;t see how, I love meeting new people and there are more every single day! It&apos;s wonderful not even walking around alone for a few minutes before spotting someone you know. I&apos;m having a great time socializing and flitting around and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study itself is promising as well. There are some very interesting texts in the books that really get you in the mood and motivate you to do more self-study which is really important because it&apos;s uni and they don&apos;t spell it out for you anymore. I think it&apos;s going to be fine- Even if I&apos;m not motivated for the reason of it being what I want to do later in life, I&apos;m motivated because I really, really want to finish this year in well, one year and get all the study points and wrapping it up successfully. If I get into med school next year and still have some courses I need to finish from this year Business Administration, I won&apos;t have made it and I won&apos;t officially have my P (propaedeutics, it&apos;s this thing you get when you succesfully finish your first year of a Bachelor) and it will feel like it&apos;s for nothing. So I bloody well will make it in one year even though only 20%(!) makes it. It&apos;s apparently a rather tough study, only 60% of the first years make it through to the second year! Even less finishes all the courses successfully in the first year, so they have to wrap them up the year after- which is not what I want to do, so I&apos;ll work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have every Friday off, which is great but I&apos;m going to try to get my holiday job at the government back for friday alone so I can make some cash even for one day in the week. The salary is great and I can work 9 hours on that Friday, which is a nice sum of money at the end of the month. Oh crap I haven&apos;t managed to make this stay short, have I? I really feel like reading some fics right now. Am in such a Ichirukimood. I luuurve the Ichiruki and how Ichigo&apos;s such a dumbass brave strawberry without Rukia to kick him in the head when he needs it and their banter and their strength and the sun turning around for the moon and all that lovely stuff. They have some great ficstuff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like reading about life. Because I&apos;m living so much right now and I can&apos;t get enough of it!</description>
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  <lj:music>Survivor -  Eye of the Tiger (DEAN I LOVE YOU AND WANT YOUR BABIES. AND CAR.)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 16:06:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Top of the Charts</title>
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Ooh just had to answer this one. &lt;strong&gt;Hitohira no Hanabira&lt;/strong&gt; by Stereopony, one of the Bleach ending songs. It&apos;s Japanese and I swear I can sing along perfectly fine &amp;hearts; I just love it! &lt;em&gt;231&lt;/em&gt; plays already, which is ridiculously much, yeah, but I just don&apos;t get tired of it and it&apos;s not like it&apos;s terribly original or something but it just has... Something. Best opening-ending combination as well. Looooove it. I&apos;m so in love with Bleach :) It&apos;s fights and awesome and so many great characters (Matsumotooooooo) and plot and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKoCBR0pKp0&quot;&gt;Ichiruki&lt;/a&gt; and epic and &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/2010CL-229.jpg&quot;&gt;Ichigoooo&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;/a&gt; who is a dumbass strawberry but so, so awesome and swords and ngghf. &lt;br /&gt;Second on my mostplayed list is Taking Back My Love - Enrique Iglesias ft. Ciara, which has the hottest, most awesome video ever- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this thing fucks it up, just go look on youtube because it&apos;s just AWESOME. It better work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post about introduction period will follow- Just know for now that it was fucking awesome, had a great great time and met soo many people and everyone knows me and I know everyone and it&apos;s going to be awesome :D</description>
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  <lj:music>3 Doors Down- Kryptonite, Kevin Rudolf - Let It Rock</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 21:25:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Schoooooool&apos;s out for EVER</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;I&apos;M GRADUATING TOMORROW GUYS OMGWTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dress is the sex. It&apos;s black and strapless and clinging and basically, a pencil skirt in dress form and incredibly me. I managed to misplace my dark red teardrop crystal thing necklace so I&apos;ll have to settle for just the earrings, which I got last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sexy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&lt;span&gt; JUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;BOUGHT A KICKASS TIGHT &lt;strong&gt;LEATHER BIKER JACKET&lt;/strong&gt; AND OH IT&apos;S HOT. I look badaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaass in it. omgi&apos;minlove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It cost way too much money but it&apos;s so worth it and hey I work for it. Pictures soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Stereopony - Hitohira No Hanabira (Bleach love), Little Boots - Symmetry</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 01:22:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m done</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s finished, it&apos;s over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I just finished my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just... Wow. I still can&apos;t comprehend fully that we&apos;re&lt;em&gt; done &lt;/em&gt;and finished after six years of working towards this (and I doubt I ever will. I suck at comprehending stuff. It just never hits me. Except when I&apos;m feeling angsty) and &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; I still have so many books I sneaked from the library here at home and I should really get to returning them soon because damn, we&apos;ll only be inside that school for two or three times more. And I can hardly carry them when graduating. Omg, I&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;graduating&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days are going to be crazy hectic, probably even more than the whole frickin finals-period- I was all weirdly calm and noncaring through all of it. I watched SO MUCH BLEACH. I probably could have done better if I was actually stressed and supermotivated and not obsessed by a new fandom, but really? It&apos;s been &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt;. I&apos;m calm and so ready to move forward and really, really done with high school. It&apos;s been a blast but I&apos;ve outgrown it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;re going to be crazy hectic becaaaause of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTIES!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING CRETE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;omgIcan&apos;tbelievewe&apos;reactuallygoingin-WHAT, THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW. Seriously that&apos;s some freaky business. Where did the time go? Probably ran off while I was trying to survive maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&apos;m going to have to figure out how to pack, buy stuff, prepare (waah so much last minute stuff to do like WAXING and getting my eyebrows done and OMG I NEED MORE UNDERPANTS) and PARTY LIKE FINALS BEING OVER DESERVES in 48 hours. Of fuck, less than that- in 48 hours we&apos;re going to be at the freaking airport. I need to catch some sleep. It&apos;s 3 in the morning (blame the pre-preparty) and I pulled a near-allnighter for maths (which was today) and the days before that we were free which means my sleep schedule turned around completely so now I&apos;m used to going to sleep when the sun begins to rise. I&apos;m tired enough now. So I&apos;m just gonna finish filing my nails (they looked all hideous and creepy in the weeks of neglect AKA finals period) and sleeeep and not get distracted by Ichiruki fics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which are just SO MUCH LOVE, by the way. I love Bleach. It&apos;s just... So much awesome.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of rest now, before the real rollercoaster ride starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK I STILL NEED TO MAIL MY EX-EMPLOYER FOR A FUCKING JOB IN SUMMER.</description>
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  <lj:music>Bleach OST love- atm Invasion.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 08:57:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just to notify you of my still breathing condition...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not dead, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just making my &lt;em&gt;final exams&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-large&quot;&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Taylor Swift - Love Story, Flo Rida ft. Kesha - Right Round</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2009 18:27:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE DONE, OFF TO PARTY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;see you hungover in the morning&lt;/s&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 23:51:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Spring and wtf-ery.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Had my first caf&amp;eacute; terrace wine of the year. Oh I feel good. Spring has officially started. And I&apos;m feeling and feeling like I&apos;m &lt;em&gt;looking&lt;/em&gt; fab for it, because I can finally ditch the bulky woolen stuff and stop wearing seven layers (I&apos;m not even joking) to not freeze to death, and traipse around in the first of my new-bought spring clothes that had to wait to be worn for ages. Like my &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN8704.jpg&quot; /&gt;lavender shirt- still, of course, with a vest over it but hey at least it&apos;s my new slinky formfitting ivory one with the scoopy neckline instead of the hoodies that were a must in winter (on top of everything else), if only for the ride to school in the morning. And I had my spring jacket/trenchcoat on for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;And I have a sudden new fresh wave of assuredness in selfconfidence because of a tv show. A Dutch one named S1ngle (I know, sounds real clich&amp;eacute; which is why I didn&apos;t watch it when it started but I found them online and I&apos;m hooked, finished right in time for the start of second season). Have a few links- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yt99CnzPnNY&quot;&gt;The official promo. &amp;quot;...Catch a movie?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot; is said at the end&lt;/a&gt;, and according to my friends I&apos;m just a way younger version of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKeKzhsQvWE&quot;&gt;this chick&lt;/a&gt;. Who is absolutely kickass, by the way. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yv29M1Ot8-0&quot;&gt;JUST LOOK AT HER VIBRATOR STEALING MOVE FROM 1:03&lt;/a&gt;. I have to say, the arrogant walk is really familiar yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why don&apos;t they have the new shampoo I want to try ANYWHERE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh I&apos;d be looking fab if I wasn&apos;t running on 20 hours of sleep, from last Sunday on. Yesterday night, studying, I actually felt queasy with exhaustion the whole time through- Even though I&apos;m a night person, I just can&apos;t have a sleep schedule where I go to sleep after five in the morning with draining-in-every-way exams in between, and am tortured&amp;nbsp;by aching, really painful ankles,&amp;nbsp;which radiates out to my knees and that&apos;s just...&amp;nbsp;Gragh. Really painful.&amp;nbsp;Slender legs, lovely, but must the tiny ankles come with such annoyingness?! The bags&amp;nbsp;under my eyes hung to mid-cheek at one point. Oh, just checked, they still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, exam week. It&apos;s been going pretty well so far; before today they all went good even but Chem went meh and Chem 2 was just... &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the fuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seriously I&apos;ve seen a lot. But I&apos;ve never seen such&amp;nbsp;unanimous &lt;em&gt;WTF&lt;/em&gt;-ery happen. I seriously thought I was the only one, staring at the sheet and in the end, skipping the whole first question (there were TWO). But seriously, when the bell went I looked around, and for a few seconds everyone just sat there &lt;em&gt;staring&lt;/em&gt; at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;&lt;em&gt;What the fuck &lt;strong&gt;was &lt;/strong&gt;that?!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;quot;s started flying around. Seriously, we were &lt;em&gt;flabbergasted&lt;/em&gt;. There were about 40, 50 people there and everyone was completely dumbstruck. This is an experience for the yearbook. Because seriously it wasn&apos;t even that is was just extremely, not do-able difficult. It was just so, so completely weird- I really can&apos;t describe it. You needed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not even worried about it because I know we HAVE to get a general repeat for this one. This exceeded normal levels of weird by so much I couldn&apos;t even utter coherent phrases afterwards and was just making weird facial movements and going&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;What the &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt;. What the &lt;em&gt;fuck. &lt;/em&gt;Seriously what &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; that?!&amp;quot;. That general sentiment being well...&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Everywhere&lt;/em&gt;- From the guys, who normally just shrug it off and say&amp;nbsp;they could have known it if they&apos;d studied better, to the seriously smart people, to the people who normally have an answer to everything, to the people who normally brag when it goes right (AKA you know they&apos;re not false-humility like being annoying and tittering about having &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; ruined it while you know they&apos;ll be getting top marks back), to well EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, exam week&apos;s nearly over- English oral and maths on monday. Maths is freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I got a new bra.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 17:20:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: No Foolin&apos;</title>
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Yesterday, it was all over the online news sites here that Hillary Clinton&apos;s dog had gotten lost when she visited Scheveningen (the beach here in the Netherlands), and that a search would be organized &apos;tomorrow&apos; where everybody could gather at 10:00 to help, the rescuer getting a reward and everything. I don&apos;t know which site started it, but it was all over the &apos;official&apos; sites as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1april.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/1april.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Hond&apos; being &apos;dog&apos;, obviously.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 23:42:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Am so tired askljhaskdlfjhsakdlfjh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;stressed&lt;/em&gt;, sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate final year. So much pressure. Seriously, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;pressure and stress and panic everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The stress I manage to get myself into (I&apos;m just a very stressy person, lol, expect to see that word a lot this post) is RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have the exams next week, the&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;SECOND-ONLY CHANCE WE&apos;LL EVER GET TO GET THE SCHOOLGRADES UP JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;before the actual finals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;which are the other 50% of your ending grade on le diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoskfjaksfal;skkljslkfjnailbitestress. Seriously, I&apos;ve taken to pawing at my bottom lip and taking a nailbitepose. Don&apos;t actually bite them, but this is the closest I&apos;ve come to it in FIVE YEARS. I&apos;m just so &lt;em&gt;nervous&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;about everything, getting it all right and managing everything all at once and doing a damn good job as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so we have the exams next week- Physics first thing, thank god it&apos;s the only thing we have on monday because I hate Physics and it hates me, but who knows, I&apos;ve been studying and did this course at a university to prep you for exams and basically, repeat the last few years of one class (in my case physics) so maybe I&apos;ll manage this one, but then, I&apos;d already taken that course before the previous exam week too and got a 4,8 out of 10 for Physics then, notlol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Economics, which judging from a testexam we got is far harder than I remembered, but then, it makes sense I don&apos;t know because I haven&apos;t done ANYTHING for it yet and it&apos;s probably the class I skip the most because of it pointlessness but nevertheless I don&apos;t care I NEED TO SCORE K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same day, also Chemistry, which is going to be very difficult, teacher said, and is about a shitty subject (Buffers?&amp;nbsp;ASKjdkdjhbbq. And okay, that&apos;s acid and bases, okay. But those REDOX REACTIONS?&amp;nbsp;URGSAEJHMF.) and I haven&apos;t done the last chapters yet or really practiced or really actually practiced at ALL this year. I kinda thought I was doing well and paying attention a bit at times but I realized I probably don&apos;t actually have DONE any questions at all in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bio, which I hopehopehopehopehope I do REALLY good on- The last exam was &lt;em&gt;horrible&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;as in, the subject was so awful I seriously couldn&apos;t get it past my &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;retinae.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;But seriously I started reading&amp;nbsp;one of the chapters a few days back and finished it the same day, it was&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;fascinating&lt;/em&gt;. The stuff from last time was all molecule-level and peptides and enzymes and stuff, but this is sweet, normal,&amp;nbsp;REAL human body stuff.&amp;nbsp;I know&amp;nbsp;I&apos;ll&amp;nbsp;have to study the other stuff as&amp;nbsp;well but the things like circulation and blood and the way your heart exactly&amp;nbsp;works and nerves and stuff are SO MUCH MORE INTERESTING than all that. I wanna be a doctor, the molecules will be only there in&amp;nbsp;theory but the stuff in these chapters in &lt;em&gt;realtouchable&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same day greek, which is to be a translation from the Iliad. Hope it goes alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that Maths, which is a LOT of stuff (all of gonio including those stupid substitution thingees like cos t-cos u= -2sin (t+u/2)sin(t-u/2), the harder parts of differentiating but that&apos;s alright, integrales and those STUPID e/ln/log things). It starts at 8 and ends at 10, and I have oral Dutch only at&lt;em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14:30 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;that day! So I have to wait FOUR AND A HALF hours for a stupid oral which you can only prepare so much for, which means I&apos;ll have a lot of time to STRESS&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, English essay and dunno what to expect of it, but then thank the lord and everyone &lt;em&gt;it&apos;s over&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;and we&amp;nbsp;GO to this restaurant grill bar thing and drink a lot and bike through town singing and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Well,&amp;nbsp;except when I said&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;It&apos;s over&amp;quot;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;I kinda lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of next week, we &lt;strong&gt;have to hand in &lt;/strong&gt;the Exam Project. Need to account for 160 HOURS. We have like 20 right now. Our experiment is also being extremely late, done on the monday after exam week 5 days before deadline. It involves us getting fourth years to dance and sniff at each other while blindfolded to see if they get horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;...I&apos;ll explain later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I have that to do, and alllllso AFTER FINALS TRIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I somehow silently got voter leader/organizer for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of which it isn&apos;t even certain if my parents will allow me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I curse whatever makes people feel I should LEAD things (damn you, Sorting Hat). I&apos;m running all over the place, found us a house after previous ones were discarded after I did some research, am talking to everyone to make sure everyone&apos;s alright with everything and up to date, the flight-booking is a complete HELL (the cheapest we can find right now is one where we go via LONDON and have to spend the night at the airport, and only next morning can fly for Crete- Yups, that&apos;s where we&apos;re going, only, *we&apos;re* I don&apos;t know BECAUSE IT&apos;S NOT EVEN SURE I CAN GPO AND MY PARENTS ARE BEING PRICKS AND FOR SOME REASON I&apos;M STILL THE ONE ORGANIZING THE MOST WUT &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh I have to look good through all this too. I&apos;ve already given up on the social life. Or any life, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;And get up in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;And decide what to wear&lt;br /&gt;And carry that damn heavy bag because I want everything with me always so I can find time to learn in between stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, forgot that. Also have to learn in between.&lt;br /&gt;And eat.&lt;br /&gt;And find a damn massage-service because I&apos;m sitting right now and *feeling* my shoulders and neck be in absolute agony and twisty knots.&lt;br /&gt;And convince the parents to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;And copy/write/project/gather/prepare/DO stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Just so much to DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Seriously what the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Dostana - Desi Girl (yes, still. Just love the &quot;sways her body, lays the trap&quot;)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 16:59:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your result for The Sorting Hat Test... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/h3&gt;You scored 16% Order/Chaos, and 72% Moral/Rational &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;104&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;86&quot; src=&quot;http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/8162924062829447221.jpeg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chaotic Morality. You&apos;re not much for rules and itinerary, but you make up for it because you&apos;d never twist the regulations for anything morally questionable. Your strength lies in your noble intentions and willingness to stand up for right; your weakness is in the fact that you may screw yourself over when you jump the gun or ignore rules that are there for a good reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You join such souls as Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, and the Weasleys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4-grid I used to determine this is as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chaotic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orderly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ed00&quot;&gt;Gryffindor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0e0000&quot;&gt;Hufflepuff&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ee00&quot;&gt;Slytherin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0b00e0&quot;&gt;Ravenclaw&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-sorting-hat-test6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take The Sorting Hat Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helloquizzy.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #131313&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ac000c&quot;&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ac000c&quot;&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; to be expected. But seriously 16% Order?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That&apos;s probably kinda bad. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Stole it from&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mercuryblue144&apos; lj:user=&apos;mercuryblue144&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mercuryblue144.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://mercuryblue144.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mercuryblue144&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee have my new Glamour. Oh how I love that glossy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 16:46:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;But that Christmas cap doesn&apos;t match his glasses.&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Note-passing time, experience the Christmas Week madness... &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 17 december 2008&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from a note-passing session during Biology today:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Note-passing time, experience the Christmas Week madness... &quot;&gt;&apos;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Hi bums! It&apos;s nostalgic chattalkness-time (I really am a shining star of eloquence today)! I&apos;ve got my whole day tomorrow (1) planned out, took everything all easy and long, but even if I wouldn&apos;t have done that it&apos;s obvious it&apos;s of LIFE IMPORTANCE that I get out of school after 4th period. Soo, we&apos;re going to be working on that &apos;exam project&apos; in the library in town after fourth, Fleur? I&apos;ll tell Cedo (2) so we can leave directly at the beginning of the break. Really Michelle I love you for your golden spray-paint idea (3). And I feel very sorry for vd Meer (4), somewhere.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;I think he has a headrash, to be walking around with that christmas cap all the time, to protect us from the terrible sights sure to give us nightmares. Creep &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow&apos;s going to be great!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Maybe he has a whole zoo on his head and in his head so his brains are slowly being damaged so he dies. Rather astonishing! I don&apos;t feel sorry for him at ALL. But I don&apos;t have a schedule for tomorrow, should I? =O Yes, I&apos;m also so excited, but I think it&apos;ll be over in a flash.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;quot;Why are you guys going EPing tomorrow of all days?! Aren&apos;t you supposed to be at your beauty spa and after, at the hairdresser? :P Otherwise it&apos;s going nowhere with you two. And hey, I love me too. But I feel for vd Meer as well. He&apos;s rather sweet and naive. But that Christmas cap doesn&apos;t match his glasses.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh you two meanies. He&apos;s rather sad, really, he always just comes to speak for a class that thins and thins and so uninterested (okay, with reason) en he just lets you do other stuff and just bravely goes on with his story even though it&apos;s obvious *no one* listens and I dunno no one ever pays attention anywhere anyway, and it&apos;s rather sad for the teachers because they have to be doing it for a reason- Nobody goes teaching just for themselves (and not for the wages, either) so I guess they feel something? And nobody appreciates it! &lt;br /&gt;And oh Michelle you naive darling, are you serious? Of course we&apos;re not going EP-ing, according to my planning I&apos;m supposed to step into the shower at 13:45 exact!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Oh please, you&apos;re gone so far you&apos;ve scheduled your shower- and make-up times? And if you&apos;re a minute too late, you&apos;re going to flip? XD&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;I talk for Krish: She shall panic. I am her PR. Seems like a nice job. But I don&apos;t like him, he&apos;s mean.&amp;quot; &apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Note-passing time, experience the Christmas Week madness... &quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1- Prom, 2- Guy who handles absentees and is good friend and seriously kickass, 3- weird idea made in shoepanic, 4- Biology teacher, which is where we were at that moment. &lt;br /&gt;Normal is me, bold Mara, italics Fleur, underlined Michelle &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, can you seriously tell me my friends aren&apos;t the kookiest things ever?! &amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Rather astonishing!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, nearly forgot-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #800080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 40pt; background: url(http://www.ukauctionhelp.co.uk/image.php?i=sparkle)&quot;&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR BBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, it didn&apos;t start out so happily at all- Got home after having a lot of fun with fireworks, sat behind the computer some more, went to bed and discovered I couldn&apos;t possibly sleep because I was unnaturally cold, went to parents and spent the night with 103F/39.5 C fever.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home sick the first two days of school, went back today, lot of fun. Have started a sort of school diary, inspired by the brilliant L/J fic Commentarius, though for lack of Marauders no sexyfine in it except for me and my bums, and no magic. Which also sucks. Or too personal things because I can&apos;t hex anyone who&apos;d try to steal it and it&apos;s just too in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;. Have been scribbling away all day, it&apos;s seriously over ten pages long, friends say it&apos;s lolarious. Typing it over here would be a rather good *real* blogthing, but no way in hell I&apos;m typing all that. A pity it wasn&apos;t the most normal of days, hadn&apos;t much periods with a *lot* friends :( Horsebackriding starts in *March*! That&apos;s ages away! I&apos;m glad I got&amp;nbsp;a spot there, though, like I predicted way too many people had chosen it for PE. Hope it goes alright, never done it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to avoid Cedo, I think afjsdlkfj. For reasons very much like the obvious Marauding in the name of prom going on in the note-passing above. Finally returned those library books, and I really need to start planning Finals Trip (Is sixth year, is finals, traveling somewhere with half the year to booze and slut and party is tradition after those. We&apos;re thinking of going to Crete), and the next set of exams is coming in the week after next, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NNGGGGGGHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh how do I turn&amp;nbsp;the size off?&amp;nbsp;I JUST&amp;nbsp;WANT THE NORMAL SET THING&amp;nbsp;K.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m sulky and the post doesn&apos;t want to write itself anymore XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&apos;m also very much in need of Masculinity after looking through this comm Becks shared. There was this chick, and is her self-description she said, wait, I&apos;ll get it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;1. Name: ~Daisy Rochelle Belinda Andrews~ but call me ~*Daisy*Grace*~or just little ~Daisy~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age/Birthday: ~My body&amp;rsquo;s age is immaterial, my soul is eternally youthful! And feminine of course ^.^ I was brought into this world on the 12th of January, I was a sunny baby girl! I was a lil bit premmy, so cute and tiny, I grew up tiny too! :D~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair And Eyecolour: ~My hair is fairest of fair ^sunlight fair^ but it turns a deep rich gold in winter to match the turning of nature&amp;rsquo;s season, and it always takes on a brown tint if I&amp;rsquo;m unhappy! It falls down to curl around my waist in lots of girly waves. &lt;br /&gt;My eyes are bright sparkling sky blue, sometimes so bright in the sun they are silver! But they change to the green of new leaves or to smouldering emerald or sharp sapphire depending on my mood, they even look burning mahogony if I&amp;rsquo;m really angry, I love my eyes ;)))~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Height: I can&amp;rsquo;t remember the exact measurement, I&amp;rsquo;m so forgetful sometimes, it must be all the time I spend daydreaming! *G* I&amp;rsquo;m really small and petite though, just like a little flower fairy. =^.^=&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair changes colors when she&apos;s unhappy,&amp;nbsp;she&apos;s our little flower fairy and I wonder if she&apos;d like those ~- and *&apos;s pronounced with her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nggggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&amp;nbsp;And oh, because I&apos;m still hooting with laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[21:06] * Nilaya just had a laughing fit till the tears ran down her face &lt;br /&gt;[21:06] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; Just because my mother said my father fell &lt;br /&gt;[21:06] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; I dunno why &lt;br /&gt;[21:06] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt;&lt;em&gt; I can&apos;t keep it together when people fall down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21:06] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; Worrying character trait&lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; Today &lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; Too &lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; The librarian fell down&lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; And it took everything not to laugh &lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; Which I just did later, howlingly &lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; And it&apos;s so mean &lt;br /&gt;[21:07] &amp;lt;Nilaya&amp;gt; But I don&apos;t know why &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why! It&apos;s seriously not cool- Even when it&apos;s serious, I just can&apos;t keep a friggin straight face and go into spasms of convulsive laughter whenever someone &lt;em&gt;falls down&lt;/em&gt;. SO PLEASE STOP DOING IT FOR SRS PEOPLE.</description>
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  <lj:music>Kat DeLuna - In the end</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 15:25:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Omgwah. I&apos;m making my To Do list for the coming weeks, and it&apos;s a&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;em&gt;monster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming weeks being Christmas Week at school, starting tomorrow (and my last ever, too. Waawibble.), prom as conclusion to that Christmas Week (&lt;em&gt;waah&lt;/em&gt;) and Christmas itself. I&apos;m going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s just exactly copy it here, even if it starts with little things XD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun. Wash hair and do something cool with it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun. Watch Supernatural&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Take camera to school to get Last Christmas Week Ever on tape&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Pay 2 euro for Christmas Brunch with school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Get book about pheromones (Chemical Communication:&amp;nbsp;The Language of Pheromones by&amp;nbsp;William Agosta) from library&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Buy Becky&apos;s present&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Buy new mascara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. Go to cheapest part of town to look for prom shoes (Gold strappy things that would be trashy if it wasn&apos;t for prom)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mon. 20:00 Have haircut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tue. 13:45 get eyebrows done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tue. Get prom dress from tailor and get to gran for fixing the little things I want different (the waistband broader and looking all wraparound, the pinched straps being pinched at exactly the right height (maybe new waist band will help if it&apos;s too long), the skirt a bit tighter and less folds)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tue. Go out for dinner for parent&apos;s 20 years anniversary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tue. Buy ticket for prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wed. Do nails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also wednesday = last minute AKA Through this all:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find hairdresser to put up hair for prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy Christmas present for family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try out make-up for prom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go see Twilight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize Girl&apos;s Night In&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manage to inform everyone of keeping said Girls&apos; Night In from A. because she&apos;s annoyingly highhanded and argument-provoking and already bossily insisting we watch Gossip&amp;nbsp;Girl instead of Bridget Jones (and also would scorn at everything funny about Bridget Jones saying it&apos;s ridiculous) and not really girls&apos; night-material anyway&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FIND A FUCKING INVISIBLE BRA ALREADY (ONE THAT DOES ALSO COVER NIPPLES, TYVM) and have to look out of town for it since it wasn&apos;t to be found ANYWHERE in the Hague during epic quest of 4 hours walking around and back again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urgh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Type a report about that Open Day at a university I went to three weeks ago&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy further accessories for prom (gold dangly earrings, clutch)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make my Math&apos;s homework through it all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look pretty through this all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God I&apos;m happy I already went to the beautician for a facial last Friday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have dinner with the girls at this new place we discovered&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be prepared for having my period somewhere in the next weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find an excuse for all those hours I skipped the last... Months?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go ice skating with friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reread LotR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit ballet (they&apos;re way too expensive, nag about money that you have to pay before a certain date 2 weeks before the new period even begins without ever telling those certain dates, AND I SIMPLY DON&apos;T HAVE ENOUGH TIME WAH)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find another balletschool&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mail Wishlist for Christmas around&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read all the 8 books for Dutch Oral after Christmas break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare for all the OTHER exams after Christmas break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WORK ON THAT EXAMPROJECT DAMNIT (does getting that book from the library count?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And probably more I just can&apos;t think of right now, wah. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:&amp;nbsp;Did I mention that I, at the moment, have a grand total of &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 SPARKLY EURO&apos;S AKA 9 DOLLAR AKA 6 POUND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my bank account?</description>
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  <lj:music>Sixpence None The Richer - It Came Upon a Midnight Clear</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 20:04:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wibble am HAPPY. Caaause- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My gran probably can make The Dress for me for my prom, which I was panicking slightly about because it&apos;s in THREE WEEKS already and I don&apos;t have anything yet. Need dress, golden strappy shoes (the kind that would be totally trashy if it&apos;s not for prom and I&apos;m getting cheap at some low-quality shoe store), golden jewelry and a clutch. I&apos;m going Gryffindor, bbs, with this dress and golden accessories that will make me all glowy. I love my skincolor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1188558637.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;558&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; width=&quot;287&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/1188558637.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL I THINK MY MAKE-DAMN-PICTURE-SMALLER ATTEMPT MIGHT HAVE FLATTENED HER HEAD BUT NEVERMIND K &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br type=&quot;_moz&quot; /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just could strike another thing off my To-Do list in the notebook by calling my beautician to book an extra facial for a friend to join me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had nice long lunch with chicken nuggets and warm baguette and hot chocolate (lolcombination)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling very accomplished being all organizing and starting two hilarious mail &apos;threads&apos;, mailing the girls about 1. celebrating &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinterklaas&quot;&gt;Sinterklaas&lt;/a&gt; at my home and be girly and swap little fun presents with games etc and 2. a GIRLS NIGHT IN with the keywords being &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.montagnejeunesse.com/&quot;&gt;face masks&lt;/a&gt;, Bridget Jones and pink champagne. SOUNDS GOOD Y/N/PENGUIN?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The new collection of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://hunkemoller.com/Home.aspx?PageID=68&quot;&gt;Hunkemoller&lt;/a&gt; (AKA best lingerie shop everyone can always find something) finally being in stores, &apos;cause I have 20-something euros to spend there, collected on my membercard. Ah how I love membercards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The parents going grocery shopping = chocolate toffees!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/crown.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and all the other Behind The Scenes LotR interviews on youtube (including the fabulous Viggo/Billy Boyd kiss)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On that matter, finally rewatching LotR, Extended Editions with the little brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elf sex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally finding a cool drawing tutorial that explains the whole body in heads. Like, a body should be around 8 heads long, the neck 1/8 etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having cool hair today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little night out two days ago where we took Shakespeare as the perfect occassion to spend more money than usual being fancy, and drinking wine in a luxurious caf&amp;eacute; with enormous pillows to sink into (and quite pleasant pretty lighting) before going to see them play the Merchant of Venice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More feeling accomplished &apos;cause of sharp, business woman-like mailing correspondence with some universities regarding several programmes they host where you walk along with a teaching doctor/student there for a day and should be fabulous. Feel like I should buy another pencil skirt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to try apply to work in a big bookstore in town&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sight of my cv after that month&apos;s work in the summer hols, for the government, complete with extremely fancy job description that&apos;s now being shiny on said cv&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The lovely feel of being all warm and cozy and streeeetching out luxuriously and extremely long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having ordered the Earth&apos;s Children series by Jean M Auel for free with the gift-cheque we got from the bookclub when we nearly broke the membership off a while back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally painted my toenails again, this lovely dark purple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awesome friends that make for the nicest pillows when tired (boobs are cool. I don&apos;t know how guys manage.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yaaawn.&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edit: Here&apos;s a fun thing I got on the Dutch version of facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A: You like to drink &lt;br /&gt;B : Everyone wants you &lt;br /&gt;C : You are really silly &lt;br /&gt;D : You like to drink. &lt;br /&gt;E : Damn good kisser. &lt;br /&gt;F : You are dead sexy. &lt;br /&gt;G : You never let people tell you what to do. &lt;br /&gt;H : You have a very good personality and looks. &lt;br /&gt;I : You Are Great in bed. &lt;br /&gt;J : People Adore You&lt;br /&gt;K : You&apos;re wild and crazy. &lt;br /&gt;L : Everyone loves you &lt;br /&gt;M : best kisser ever. &lt;br /&gt;N: You like to drink. &lt;br /&gt;O: awesome kisser. &lt;br /&gt;P : You are popular with all types of people. &lt;br /&gt;Q : You are a hypocrite. &lt;br /&gt;R : Fuckin crazy. &lt;br /&gt;S : Easy to fall in love with. &lt;br /&gt;T : You&apos;re loyal to those you love. &lt;br /&gt;U : You really like to chill. &lt;br /&gt;V: You are not judgemental. &lt;br /&gt;W : You are very broad minded. &lt;br /&gt;X : You never let people tell you what to do. &lt;br /&gt;Y : Best Friend anyone could ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;Z : Always ready &lt;br type=&quot;_moz&quot; /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;personal_text reaction_body personal_profilebox_singlecontent_bordercorrection&quot;&gt;K : You&apos;re wild and crazy. &lt;br /&gt;A: You like to drink &lt;br /&gt;R : Fuckin crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I : You Are Great in bed. &lt;br /&gt;S : Easy to fall in love with. &lt;br /&gt;H : You have a very good personality and looks. &lt;br /&gt;M : best kisser ever. &lt;br /&gt;A: You like to drink &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think we&apos;ve established I&apos;m a alcoholic, attractive&amp;nbsp;madwoman. Also?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAAAIAAHEE&lt;br /&gt;MAAAIAAHOO&lt;br /&gt;MAAAIAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;MAAAIA &lt;em&gt;HAH&lt;/em&gt; HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREISHTEBLEISHA NUMA NUMA YAY.&lt;br /&gt;NUMA NUMA YAY.&lt;br /&gt;NUMA NUMA NUMA YAAAY&lt;br /&gt;SCHRTREIIGOBLEEEARGE DRAGOSTEA DIN TEI&lt;br /&gt;NAAAMEBEEEIDENAVELSTREEHEE.</description>
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  <lj:music>Kathleen Battle - Lovers (House of Flying Daggers soundtrack)/ Dragostea Din Tei</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 17:23:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Yummy am so full. Had lunch at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/EAZIE-1-beeld-eat20in.jpg&quot;&gt;Eazie&lt;/a&gt; with Fleur (&lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN8002.jpg&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; trying on fabulous dresses and &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN7980.jpg&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; just being plain weird) because we are two scandalously loose women not only in the being-in-heat field but also in the money-spending field (and in the Sephora, but that&apos;s a different story though it quite relates to the money-spending). Chicken teriyaki with Chinese noodles and mango-and-coconut smoothie, yum. I love wokking people when they make me food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we so charmingly ate a lot, went to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/5869_450px-Bijenkorf_amsterdam_-_in.jpg&quot;&gt;Bijenkorf&lt;/a&gt; (boo they don&apos;t have the &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/Den-Haag-kerstboom-2.jpg&quot;&gt;huge Swarovski Christmas tree&lt;/a&gt; yet) to look shoes and spend so much time in the perfume department my nose got dizzy (and we got ambushed by a woman promoting the &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/harajukugirls.jpg&quot;&gt;Harajuku Lovers fragrances&lt;/a&gt; from Gwen Stefani, which really &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; awfully cute and smell pretty. The G one even has cocos.) where I found a v fabulous new scent, F&amp;eacute;erie from Van Cleef &amp;amp; Arpels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://s228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nd_4077.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/nd_4077.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s gooorgeous in a extremely sparkly kind of way (though you could probably do brain surgery with the pokey things). And of course it has jasmine (have deduced after a long ramble to myself in chat when no one else was there that all &apos;my&apos; scents have (and/or) jasmine, vanilla, musk, sandalwood, peonies (whut), violet leaves and lotus flowers. My scents being Envy Me from Gucci, Elixer from Miss Sixty, Maitresse for Agent Provocateur, Daisy from Marc Jacobs, Jasmine and Neroli bodymist from the Body Shop and now this one). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it&apos;s so &lt;em&gt;damn expensive aaaah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And I really, really have to do something about my expenses. Keeping track of everything in my &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN6603.jpg&quot;&gt;gorgeous notebook&lt;/a&gt; I can tell I&apos;ve spent 35 euros this week which is actually the best in ages (and that&apos;s actually how much I *get* every month), because just the week before that it was &lt;em&gt;95&lt;/em&gt; euros and the week before that 54. Dude I spend my whole month&apos;s money in a good &lt;em&gt;week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oh well. Christmas is coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And that doesn&apos;t excuse anything at all in any possible way but still XD We needed to be revived from today&apos;s school, though, which was &lt;em&gt;particularly&lt;/em&gt; horrid. Only went to bed at 2 in the morning, but I don&apos;t think doing that another way would have mattered- Got told the first period was cancelled (stupid Maths teacher getting stuck in the traffic jam EVERY time- And we have him first hours trice a week.) when I breathlessly arrived at school after a firm powerwalking exercise to get there from the tram stop in time, so spent that hour wailing and grumbling at life in general and math teachers in particular lying with my head on my friends lap with a scarf over my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the horror story really gets going because we had a double period of English where we&apos;ve spent the previous lessons, for no good reason (the essay we&apos;ll have to write on it isn&apos;t even going to be graded) being tortured with reading Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad out loud in my teacher (who is in all possible ways a cow) awful wanna-be Irish (I swear she&apos;d trade her firstborn child to be Irish) accent at an encruciatingly slow pace. After some uncomfortable elbow-killing by lying on the inside of my arm with the books shoved over my face so it&apos;d be a bit darker and I would be able to get my much-needed sleep I just borrowed earlier-mentioned friend&apos;s lap again and dozed off while Mr. Kurtz died in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Greek, which was pretty boring except for hearing my grade had gone from a 7.8 to a 8.2 out of 10. Then Chem, which is - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops had to go boil rice and hoover the stairs there - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always fun and talking and awesomely sweet teacher. But it was really amusing to see how everyone in our English class was all dazed and not really there and comatose the whole day after our morning ordeal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I went to bed only at 2 in the morning on Sunday/AKA weekend- Saturday ballet, lots of fun and muscle ache from practicing those nice developp&amp;eacute; a la seconde&apos;s on your back (lying down, feet turned out, then crossed at ankles in fifth position, feet pointed, pull up with toes touching the knee (still with leg turned out), attempt to get knee closer acquaintanced with ear on the same side, and then fold the leg out so it&apos;s sticking into the air perfectly straight turned out and a bit to the right. And *then* you got move it from the air to the floor to your right, still turned out so with the toes first and the heel sticking up as far as possible into the air, back again, and folding in. Repeat.), went to town after it to shop lingerie &apos;cause I have 20 euros together on my Member Card but couldn&apos;t find anything special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping for shoes in Rotterdam Sunday, couldn&apos;t find any (I&apos;m picky), hated the world and was very dramatic, birthday party of a cousin&apos;s girlfriend after that, which was fun enough with lots of little cousins bouncing around with bony sharp butt-bones on my lap/world of pain. After that, some Bollywood movie that had me howling with laughter at the first scene cause &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/JohnAbraham.jpg&quot;&gt;John Abraham&lt;/a&gt; was being a TOTAL slut &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/pic1.jpg&quot;&gt;prancing around in the water and wearing flamingly gay lowcut v-necks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was enough talking for today XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So now I&apos;m gonna look around the site of that HUGE Thermen/Spa/Hammam place and call Lena to set a date cause we reeeeawlly need it and oh it all looks so gorgeous and lovely. They have ten different SAUNA&apos;S alone. You can choose if you want to be in the one with a movie screen, the one with an aquarium or rather the one made from 300-year old, naturally died pine trees only growing around the polar circle aah shutup it&apos;s all so breathtakingly gorgeous with the swimming pools and the lights and the pretty decorating and atmosphere and ooooh, *everything*.&lt;br /&gt;Comment, bbs, so we&apos;ll have another party scene on our hands here.</description>
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  <title>In which I feel like poo.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Never mind. I FUCKING WELL LOATHE WINTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;. To just start cheerfully, I feel &lt;em&gt;cranky&lt;/em&gt; and depressed and cold and &lt;em&gt;stressed out &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;worried&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;guilty&lt;/em&gt; and listless and &lt;em&gt;afraid&lt;/em&gt; and ugly and itchy and just &lt;em&gt;urgh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I just feel like every second I&apos;m breathing, I&apos;m wasting time and the clock&apos;s ticking all my chances away and I should be doing something. &lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is that exam week was *last* week and is already over, and back then, I wasn&apos;t as stressy at *all*. So maybe it&apos;s just hitting me now, along with the &apos;huh suddenly it&apos;s over and I should be studying for something but there&apos;s nothing&apos;, *and* a resurfacing winter depression (I just don&apos;t do well in the cold and gloomy. But yesterday I wasn&apos;t cold, which is extremely unusual) and university stress and the coming profile project that I haven&apos;t done ANYTHING yet for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the university stress- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Yeah, I want to study medicine and become a doctor. Really can&apos;t think of anything I&apos;d want to do otherwise, seriously. All the stuff like pharmaceutical science and biomedical science and health science are exactly the parts of medicine that I *don&apos;t* like, and without all the good stuff that I want to do it for. So, basically, I don&apos;t have a Plan B. And that wouldn&apos;t matter at all if there wasn&apos;t this RIDICULOUS little thing called a numerus fixus on the medicine studies here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 300-something places at every university for med students. &lt;br /&gt;If your average grade is a 8 out of 10 or higher, you&apos;re in, A-class- 100% chance. If your grade is 7,5&amp;gt;8, B-class- Well, just two years ago you&apos;d have 90% chance., then it&apos;s a raffle. But now? &lt;strong&gt;60%&lt;/strong&gt;. And so on, half a grade is a different class. So yeah. If you don&apos;t graduate cum laude/with honors, you getting into university is decided by your name being pulled out of a hat. And why the chance went from 90 to friggin 60 which is barely above half? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decentral selection, this being the central selection. With the decentral they judge less about the grades, BUT you need to be able to prove you&apos;re properly motivated and ambitious. Which to the university translates as jump-through-a-impossible-ammount-of-hoops. Like this one university in Leiden I want to go to most? You need to have done this Pre-University course in *fourth* year before they even *consider* looking at you for the decentral. One in Amsterdam? You need to have, &lt;em&gt;for over one year and at least 5 hours a week &lt;/em&gt;done something like working in nursing homes. Or not only be part of things like the MUN or other out-of-school educational activities, but also be CHAIRMAN or TEAMLEADER or whatever. And that all before you can even write a solicitation letter for it, have an intake conversation, THEN make a few exams and hope they find you adequate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, about the injustice and horrible pointlessness of this- Come ON, people! You can&apos;t EVER have doctors enough. They&apos;re fucking DOCTORS for fuck&apos;s sake! They save people&apos;s LIVES! And WE might be very well off with a 320:1 people-doctor ratio, but look at fucking Africa. 1 doctor for &lt;strong&gt;50.000. &lt;/strong&gt;They want to prevent dropouts? Seriously. I&apos;ve looked it up, and:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Places &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Entries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Universiteit Leiden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;315 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;628 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Universiteit Utrecht &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;304 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;1228&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;EU Rotterdam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;410 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;802 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Universiteit Maastricht &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;311 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;749 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Universiteit van Amsterdam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;350 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;880 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;VU Amsterdam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;350 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;945 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Radboud Universiteit Nijmegen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;330 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;727 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Rijksuniversiteit Groningen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;410 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Total&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;2780&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; style=&quot;border-right: #ece9d8; padding-right: 0.75pt; border-top: #ece9d8; padding-left: 0.75pt; padding-bottom: 0.75pt; border-left: #ece9d8; padding-top: 0.75pt; border-bottom: #ece9d8; background-color: transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;6926&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People this is ridiculous! So the &lt;strong&gt;FOUR THOUSAND &lt;/strong&gt;that didn&apos;t get in would all have dropped out after first year?! Wouldn&apos;t have made doctors as good as the meager three thousand that do get it? &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it&apos;s an expensive study, simply not enough place etc. Well, what&apos;s the government for? They should invest more in education- Like I said, how can you have enough doctors? There&apos;s even a shortage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;&amp;hellip;Okay then I went for dinner and other things for a few hours and now I kinda lost steam XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;But anyway. Crazyass university demands = lot of stress. Parents aren&amp;rsquo;t helping.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Also, profile project- Huge project done nearly throughout the whole year that&amp;rsquo;s to show &amp;lsquo;you&amp;rsquo;ve mastered your profile classes&amp;rsquo;. Going to do it about pheromons with this girl, only we&amp;rsquo;re both lazy arses and it&amp;rsquo;s the kinda thing that has you suddenly realize it in bed, at night, and proceed to stress out about it for a heartchilling few minutes and feel like a fool. Should hand in a examinationplan BEFORE FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Complete with set dates you made with deans at universities for possible experiments *and everything*. Dude we don&amp;rsquo;t even have a conctrete EXPERIMENTQUESTIONTHING yet. I mean, sure, pheromons are fun and we&amp;rsquo;re sure, but what to ask about it!? Oh nooes am dead. Am getting a bit done, though, at least found a plan online we can use as a template-like thing to insert our own stuff in. We should get it done tomorrow, after school or whatever-.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Cause thursday, PE starts- That&amp;rsquo;s the fun thing about being last year, PE is basically lots of fun stuff. We&amp;rsquo;re goin climbing for a few weeks, and after New Year we can choose again and I&amp;rsquo;m probably going to do surfing or horse riding then. Yes, my school&amp;rsquo;s cool like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Also, kinda halfhope we have more examgrades back this week. Got English oral back already, 8,5 (out of 10) which really surprised me happily, &amp;lsquo;cause sheesh that went sucky. *Seriously* sucky. I&amp;rsquo;m actually really good at English, talking with you guys and everything, but I blew it. It just didn&amp;rsquo;t go well at *all* and I said stupid things and didn&amp;rsquo;t get the chance to talk much and bleargh I just couldn&amp;rsquo;t show what I could at *all*. So I think they took what they already know about you and how you are normally into account too, because I was real crappy there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;hellip; Should get Physics back, hope that went alright- I really need it, am bad at it. I actually have no idea anymore how it wen- Oh yes I do now. Wasn&amp;rsquo;t able to finish it at *all*, nearly no one was. And there was this real weird question about a tower with lights and a photo where it wasn&amp;rsquo;t clear if they all were on there, which of the two printed pictures was actually enlarged with factor 3,5 as it went all &amp;lsquo;Figure 3 was printed with factor x3,5&amp;rsquo; but said you should base your calculations off the picture in the appendix which was noticably larger than figure 3 XD Combine that with also taking in account that it goes from real deal &amp;gt; negative-in-camera (of which I at one point got that it should have been more than 5 centimeters, lololol) &amp;gt; printed picture which may be or may not be given as x3,5, AND the mystery of the lights &amp;lsquo;cause the picture wasn&amp;rsquo;t much more than a black fuzzy field with some pinpricks of white AND there should have been 120 but there weren&amp;rsquo;t and it also had inside-lights and outside-lights and we didn&amp;rsquo;t know if both of them together were 120 or both inside and outside had 120 and adkjhakdalkjdshlajkdsalksj. Hmmmmm. Okay, awaiting Physics grade&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Greek went pretty fine. I just know enough about Greek people and their stupid fights because I &lt;i&gt;devoured&lt;/i&gt; those tales as a kid. And since the exams aren&amp;rsquo;t that grammar-based anymore with determining words and verbs (tell me which tense, case, gender, root, meaning, sort of underwear, singularis/pluralis, PPA/PPP, this word has, NOW), which I suck at, and more content-based where the most &amp;lsquo;grammar-like&amp;rsquo; questions are pretty easy (how is the prooimon a ring-composition, scandi/chant this verse), Greek goes gooood. I hope, at least.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Then we have the elucidation we had to write in 3 hours for Dutch- That went seriously well, but the grades given for it never are that high as a rule, so I hope it&amp;rsquo;ll be good enough. My hand hurt SO much at the end of that, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t even stretch it, but the writing went okay. I write pretty fiery and sharp and that&amp;rsquo;s what it should be, so I hope I managed well enough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Bio sucked. The sheer ammount of stuff we had to learn was GROTESQUE, the portion that was all chemistry-based was HUGE (lots of molecule structures of enzymes and stuff) and the terms like peptide, peptidase, peptidose, peptinogeen, amylase, amylose, glycolose, triglyceride, and shamamamamlaboom were just too dizzymaking for one night of studying. Which I had. Because I&amp;rsquo;d previously tried to start studying but like I said, it was staring at a BRICK WALL. Nothing came through and it was just a vast ammount of incomprehensible gibberish and I was already running on 6 hours sleep for the last 60-something hours AND it was Election Night which I was stupidly nervous and giddy about (Underage, live in Holland, have NOTHING to do with it- ButiIjustHADto). So I went to sleep at 4:30 that night, woke up 2,5 hours later, went there not even having read some of the pages, and it sucked XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;About that, I was so friggin ridiculously TIRED the whole week- Sleep was an illusion. Seriously, I don&amp;rsquo;t think I&amp;rsquo;ve ever been as tired as those days- From when I woke up on Sunday to the last exam I needed to study for on Wednesday (which was eco, which went mehkay. Dunno what to expect), I got maybe 9 hours of sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;With really emotionally/physically/mentally/intellectually exhausting exams in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Boy I was so fried XD That&amp;rsquo;s why during Biology, being on Wednesday *morning*, &lt;i&gt;my frigging eyes actually started to roll into my head&lt;/i&gt;. It was rather weird. At a point, I couldn&amp;rsquo;t even *read* the exam anymore. My eyes just kept rolling away too, and I seriously couldn&amp;rsquo;t read anymore (me, not reading? Blamesphmofy.)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;So basically, after, I slept a lot. And went to ballet. And bought this really sweet dark green longsleeved cardigan with a thin satin ribbon through it all empire-waist style. And had lunch a lot with friends. Which is bad for the wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Hmm, memorable things last weeks&amp;hellip; Went to the university in Amsterdam for a open day thing for Medicine and got to practice sticking needles into the veins in a hand, do stitches, and attack people with those fun snappy fat-percentage-devices (there was this guy who had like &lt;em&gt;NO FAT ON THE BICEPS AT ALL.&lt;/em&gt; It was super weird, we (being me and this chick I joked around with) couldn&amp;rsquo;t get hold of any fat at all. Super creepy.).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;AND I WENT TO AN ALICIA KEYS CONCERT ALL SPONTANEOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt; Was the first time I went to a concert at all, too. Got called by a cousin who was all &amp;lsquo;You coming to Alicia Keys tonight? K? Good, will pick you up at your house in half an hour&amp;rsquo; which made me abandon the caf&amp;eacute; quite zestly and speed home. Was bloody cold outside in the line, too, but the concert was AMAZING. She&amp;rsquo;s so gorgeous. And the &lt;i&gt;music&lt;/i&gt;. At the end, after having encored her for 2 times already, she had finished with No One. And we, while all the musicians and everyone were already gone from the stage, just KEPT singing, screaming that last bit of it (The Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooh, oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, OOOOOOH), again and again and again, with the whole stadium, and it was &lt;i&gt;magical&lt;/i&gt;. Will try to have pictures up with next post, think I might have wrecked that memory card, though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Walalla I talk a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;Comment, bbs, k?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 9pt&quot;&gt;LOVEYOUALL. Am feeling much better. &lt;sub&gt;Vast chocolate-comsuption helped too.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m all excited and thrilled and &lt;em&gt;whoosh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking well LOVE WINTER! And oh, Christmas, and the excitement of it all. Don&apos;t you guys have that? &lt;br /&gt;The dark and bleak and howling wind outside EXCITES ME. It&apos;s adventure time, time for tales and being together and everything is just a little different, like always at nighttime, when it gets dark and the air&apos;s just a little fresher and you breathe in just a little deeper and sounds are a little sharper and everything&apos;s just a little more special like your mind already knows important things can happen right now. &lt;br /&gt;Ghosts and thrills and running and twirling colorful leaves, the red and orange and gold dancing against all the grey and black and dark water. Heartbeats and prom excitement and just look at the lights outside and rustling and sweeping dresses and bodyheat from masses at parties, moving with the crowd while it&apos;s pouring outside, because everyone gets so much more cosy and together when it&apos;s cold. Lazing around on the bed, laughing with friends, before getting ready for dinner at some restaurant, prowling the hallways at school where Last Christmas is blaring through the speakers in the Great Hall and cookies are being sold and little cards are being bought by everyone to be sent around with a candycane attached, Fifth Years disturbing the classes the hour after break to deliver them*. Poking at the fire dancing in the hearth, curled up right in front of it, glowing and warm, smelling rich and spicy food. Rushing into class late with pink nose and cheeks because of a snowballfight during the break, on the way to the supermarket close to school to get some christmas chocolates, being very happy with new gloves you got in the sale. Sleeping in, snuggling into the covers, with the lovely knowledge that it&apos;s hailing and raining outside, while you&apos;re here and comfortable with a big mug of hot chocolate, warmth all around you and dreaming all night long. Steam rising from whirlpools, splashing around, the lights around you and in the swimming pool the only ones at nighttime, trees growing just a few meters from where&apos;s you&apos;re swimming in the warm water, such a contrast with the crisp air meeting you when you resurface... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god I simply need to go to CenterParcs with a group of friends. &lt;em&gt;Seriously&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Not that we&apos;re not already planning trips to Antwerp because we fell in love with the shops when we went there with school two weeks ago.&lt;/strike&gt; And yes I got a bit lyrical &lt;strike&gt;I don&apos;t even have a hearth or a outside whirlpool (or a inside one, for that matter), lol. It&apos;s the Center Parcs talking.&lt;/strike&gt; but oh well everyone already knows I&apos;m just a big tart.&lt;br /&gt;And also, I&apos;m laughing at myself because just the last few weeks, I was having a winter depression XD&amp;nbsp;Seriously. Physically wasn&apos;t able to get out of bed (I kept having to charm my way out of detentions because I kept missing the first periods in the morning, because I&apos;d fall deeply asleep for another hour *every morning* right after waking up), only felt like going home without meeting with friends and *sleeping* and was all listless, moody, cold&amp;nbsp;and pale. And while I could remember what I think about the beauty of autumn, I couldn&apos;t really see it and only went mad at the everlasting &lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt; and the ridiculous need to wear thick jumpers in october already and had a anemic-like spazz of being awfully cold even wearing trice as much as everyone around me and drawn&amp;nbsp; and weak. Bah. But as the rambling above shows, that&apos;s over, I&apos;m ready to ROCK WHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. And now I&apos;m done rambling I realize the only pictures I linked to are nearly a year old. Hmm, have a &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN6787.jpg&quot;&gt;nice fresh yummy pic&lt;/a&gt; to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*- That was so much fun. Ah. I miss being a Fifth Year, they get all the fun stuff.Once you&apos;re in Sixth and last, you&apos;re supposed to be too busy studying to do stuff like orchestrating the Christmas business around school and the school marathon (&lt;a href=&quot;http://haganum.nl/nieuws/_mmedia/2007_lesmarathon/14 - 15 december 2007 020.jpg&quot;&gt;did&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://haganum.nl/nieuws/_mmedia/2007_lesmarathon/14 - 15 december 2007 059.jpg&quot;&gt;24 hours&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://haganum.nl/nieuws/_mmedia/2007_lesmarathon/14 - 15 december 2007 036.jpg&quot;&gt;of class&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://haganum.nl/nieuws/_mmedia/2007_lesmarathon/14 - 15 december 2007 056.jpg&quot;&gt;woohoo!&lt;/a&gt;), performing &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN3185.jpg&quot;&gt;breakneck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/DSCN3200.jpg&quot;&gt;stunts&lt;/a&gt; to pretty up the Christmas tree and paste the colorful decorations on the&lt;a href=&quot;http://s228.photobucket.com/albums/ee130/KarishmaR/?action=view&amp;amp;current=146_0270AC.jpg&quot;&gt; windows&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and check &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6zdhHLvT7k&quot;&gt;Rihanna&apos;s clip for Disturbia&lt;/a&gt; out. It&apos;s *fucking* creepy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL SPREAD THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT... IN OCTOBER.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 07:28:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Blahblahblah will edit post later, am running late of school (oh noes)&lt;br /&gt;Just pasting testresults here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;90%&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;3&quot; style=&quot;background-color:#FFD87F&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFD87F&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;That Personality Test :: Your Results&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;3&quot; style=&quot;background-color:#FFD87F&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFD87F&quot;&gt;The latest personality test from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thatsurveysite.net&quot;&gt;ThatSurveySite&lt;/a&gt;... now featuring more and better questions than ever!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotional&lt;/b&gt; (79%)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot; 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  <category>late</category>
  <category>test</category>
  <category>personality</category>
  <lj:music>Meredith Brooks - Bitch</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Meredith Brooks - Bitch</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 15:55:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urgh&lt;/em&gt;. What a half-arsed day. No other word for it. &lt;br /&gt;...Though, I could be getting home just *now* instead of at two like I did (last period was cancelled, and I normally have two free periods before that last hour). So yeah, there wasn&apos;t anything wrong with the day itself, though, just my own moods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sort of woke up (Not kidding. I seriously never know for sure because I sometimes have these half-dreams of actually getting out of bed, downstairs, beginning to brush my teeh, *right* after waking up- Makes for some very disorientated moments as I&apos;m woken up for real this time, being hollered at to get out of bed already, while I&apos;m all &apos;...Heehbwuh? I just *did.*&apos;), laid exanimate, occasionally groaning v. heartfelt for too long a time, then used up all my discipline for the day to decide to get out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeated the lying there like a sack of rice again, this time without even thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, twenty minutes later, floundered around charmingly and miraculously got up, groped around for my glasses successfully knocking over my iPod, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=551&amp;amp;l=9ae75&amp;amp;id=1676580009&quot;&gt;stuffed lion&lt;/a&gt;, Bridget Jones&apos;s Diary&amp;nbsp;and the glasses themselves with WAY too much noise for the time in the morning, cursed with WAY too much fervor for the time in the morning, hung over the edge of the bed like a bloody great mop to paw at the floor in a half-hearted attempt to pick them up (Honestly. HOOOW does Harry Potter always manage to snatch them up all smoothly like that?! How do they ALL in books? Stupid omnipotent boy wizards... I&apos;m sure that&apos;s the root of all the Super!Harry fics. Glasses-picking-up-ness-without-FAILING. Great accomplishment.).&lt;br /&gt;Cursed some more and finally succeeded, disdainfully attempted to jam them on my nose to show my frustration, instead poked self in the eye with one of the... Whatever you call them, legs? Sticks? still all folded in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, &lt;em&gt;I stumbled out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And walked right into a randomly placed bloody *vacuum cleaner* near my couch (probably subtle hint from mother about cleaning my room.). Shrugged on my huge fuzzy purple bathrobe and stomped downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Yada, yada, stuff in the bathroom, yada yada got gradually more... Beholdable (Seriously. I&apos;m a monster in the morning.), crawled back into bed to decide what on EARTH to wear on this simple but rainy day too school, fell asleep, woke up, thought a few minutes more, got up to get the mascara and got back into bed again to think some more while applying mascara, got up (now complete with Bambi-eyes and still didn&apos;t know what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided what the underwear was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided on the blouse, meaning change of bra-plans. Yanked that on with various tops and&amp;nbsp;long-sleeve. Hey, I&apos;m cold *all* the time. Pulled on the jeans, took another minute to pull everything perfectly the way it should be, and started a mad search for my Rome hoodie through the room (Seriously. The thing is bright blue. Though, I *couldn&apos;t* have seen it as it was downstairs, like I discovered later), throwing various items of clothing in the air on my way. Knew which earrings would match- The real difficulty was in *finding* them in my jewelrybox, and when found, untangling them. Dumped contents of said box onto the bed when earring #2 failed to be located.&lt;br /&gt;Didn&apos;t have to brush hair as it CURLS and brushing curls is not only the death of THEM but also of YOU because instead, big bundles of poof and frizz appear, pulled half of it up, ran out, ran back and collected phone and iPod from nightstand, ran down to first floor, got socks and threw everything in bag, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY GOT COMPLETELY DOWNSTAIRS.&lt;br /&gt;Applause, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay, right after that I had to run all the way back up for a book, but the thought is what counts.&lt;br /&gt;This epic adventure started at 6:15 (though was still comatose then and would be till just before half past) and I got downstairs to fix breakfast at 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala was late, jumped on the bike IN TEH RAIN to get to the station/stop (no accidents with lampposts or anything else this time), got there just in time to miss the tram I should have had (the one from :45), had the one nicely late, texted Becky ( &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_starlight976&apos; lj:user=&apos;starlight976&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://starlight976.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://starlight976.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;starlight976&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and complained about rain and planned emigration and seduction of That Guy At School (or rather, she told me to look like I&apos;d just come out of a broom closet with someone while I was powerwalking form the tram spot and drowning in the rain) and got there juuust on time. Well, too late, really, but the teacher wasn&apos;t there yet. So I dramatically burst into the room, cheeks flushed and hair wild, grinned at my friends and got a seat and started to discuss the rudeness of some people in the tram and the crappy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking brilliant morning, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I&apos;m completely out of my bad mood right. Sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that&apos;s enough talking for today. Am v. surprised no one thought lamppost incident comment-worthy (except for Won who&apos;s &lt;strike&gt;easily amused&lt;/strike&gt; just friggin awesome like that), was great epic adventure I&apos;ll have you know. Ran around the school yelling at everyone I know that I fucking well drove into a lamppost gleefully.</description>
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  <category>what-the-hell-to-wear</category>
  <category>morning rituals</category>
  <category>extreme rambling</category>
  <category>miracles</category>
  <category>staged broomcloset escapades</category>
  <category>fucky weather</category>
  <lj:music>Kylie Minogue - Wow</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 07:45:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I dun*wanna* go to school</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I&apos;m being bad. I chucked my phone (acting as wake-upalarm) into a pile of clothes after turning it off and stumbled out an hour later. Had Maths first thing, then free period, third period Physics, then another free period. So I just skipped Maths and *was* planning to start with Physics.&lt;br /&gt;And I got up on time and everything. And still was on time twenty minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But DO NOT WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;So now while the clock ticks on and I should be leaving for the tram I&apos;m sitting here *LJ-posting*.&amp;nbsp;Ergh. I&apos;m awful.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I&apos;d better go, I&apos;m late for Physics anyway. But getting up means *getting up* and lifting my arse off the chair and packing my bag and walking down the stairs and getting my boots on and &lt;em&gt;do not want&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck. Bye.</description>
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  <category>school</category>
  <category>lazy</category>
  <category>do not want</category>
  <category>skipping</category>
  <lj:music>Earlimart - It&apos;s okay to think about ending (House soundtrack)</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Earlimart - It&apos;s okay to think about ending (House soundtrack)</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 19:52:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Guys, I&apos;m alright. Sorry, really sorry I got you worried, I shouldn&apos;t have run off like a coward. I&apos;m fine, everything&apos;s okay, it was nothing. You know better than worry about me, it says so in the song, remember? Actually, this song reminds me a lot of chat&apos;s situation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;So this is love&lt;br /&gt;In the end of december&lt;br /&gt;Quiet nights&lt;br /&gt;Quiet stars&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;m here&lt;br /&gt;Monday to sunday&lt;br /&gt;Cause you&apos;re fragile&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;m weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you fall&lt;br /&gt;When the nights grow longer&lt;br /&gt;Into sleep&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;won&apos;t wake up&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;m here&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sitting beside you&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;ll wait&lt;br /&gt;Until the spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you worry&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t worry about me&lt;br /&gt;You know me better than that&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you worry&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll catch you if you would fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you drift&lt;br /&gt;When the days grow colder&lt;br /&gt;Away from me&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;nbsp;won&apos;t look back&lt;br /&gt;Far away&lt;br /&gt;And i can&apos;t guide you&lt;br /&gt;But i&apos;m here&lt;br /&gt;Until the spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you worry&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t worry about me&lt;br /&gt;You know me better than that&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t you worry&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll catch you if you would fall&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll catch you if you would fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Everything&apos;s fine, please don&apos;t get incovenienced or worried. I&apos;m going to sleep soon.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <category>winter</category>
  <category>sorry</category>
  <category>calm</category>
  <lj:music>Club 8 - Love in December</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Club 8 - Love in December</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 13:25:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just got home, feel worthless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m all *alone*&lt;br /&gt;Alonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealonealone</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2008 23:10:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sheeple make me angry.</title>
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  <description>I am MAJORLY PISSED OFF. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so chat-community-groupofriends-like-thing? It&apos;s been dying and dead for some months now. Lots of feuds, blahblah. A little group within with some crazy girls, named CotCS, managed to survive and still talk and have fun. &lt;br /&gt;And NOW the main room is blaming US. We&apos;re as much part of the problem as previously-mentioned breakup involving one of the sides coming into the chat all the time to rant at people, making everyone generally unhappy. *Right*. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting madder and madder by the MINUTE, this is just all so *ridiculous*. &lt;br /&gt;Some whiny people first point fingers and complain about that when we *do* talk in main room, they can&apos;t get a word in, or they don&apos;t like the conversation. Well, hello, we&apos;re trying to keep things ALIVE and if what we&apos;re doing is not GOOD enough for you, why not get off your arse and do it yourself?! Because it has to be noted that the ones saying this, normally don&apos;t talk that much at ALL. And they still have to complain. Great. Okay, so they don&apos;t want us in there. Fine, I already left. Not that anyone notices because there&apos;s nothing *in* there at all. I still have my people in my room and we&apos;re having fun there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOW they&apos;re also saying we&apos;re part of the problem because &apos;we used to talk in THERE and now only talk in our room&apos;. EXCUSE ME? We don&apos;t exist to entertain everyone while they sit around being lazy and not making any effort themselves and ALSO, at the SAME TIME, have the fucking nerve to COMPLAIN when we DO TALK!? I mean, once when I tried to start up the whole main chat again and tried to get the deadness problem resolved I was told (by someone never contributing herself anyway) to &apos;get off my pitypot&apos;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Fuck them. I&apos;m sick of this. This was supposed to be a place to come for FUN and talk and not spend the whole time doing what others want.&amp;nbsp;Now&amp;nbsp;you&apos;re told to tiptoe around people so they&amp;nbsp;don&apos;t get&amp;nbsp;offended, even if *I* personally couldn&apos;t care less about them being offended because they DESERVE what&apos;s said to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I didn&apos;t think so.</description>
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  <category>thankless</category>
  <category>cotcs</category>
  <category>chat</category>
  <category>angry</category>
  <lj:music>Furious typing</lj:music>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Ahem. I totally stole this from Anna&apos;s post, looking around everywhere to find out what everyone&apos;s been doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Book meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they&apos;ve printed. Well let&apos;s see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize those you intend to read.&lt;br /&gt;3) Underline the books you LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who&apos;ve read 6 and force books upon them ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 The Bible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Tess of the D&apos;Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14 Complete Works of Shakespeare &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger&lt;br /&gt;19 The Time Traveller&apos;s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell &lt;br /&gt;22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25 The Hitch Hiker&apos;s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen - &lt;/em&gt;Am actually reading this one right now&lt;br /&gt;35 Persuasion - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 Captain Corelli&apos;s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 Animal Farm - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48 The Handmaid&apos;s Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding &lt;br /&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;68 Bridget Jones&apos;s Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;69 Midnight&apos;s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72 Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;br /&gt;74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75 Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens &lt;br /&gt;82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro &lt;br /&gt;85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert &lt;br /&gt;86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;87 Charlotte&apos;s Web - EB White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94 Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;So that&apos;s... Seven, nine, ele- Fuck I lost count- Twenty! Quite a nice count, I&apos;d think. Now, to figure out how it goes under a cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAH I DID IT. Am totally getting more LJ-reacquainted. Feel v. accomplished. Now, on to filch some old quizzes from the facebook page...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;List of apparently, stupid things to do. Half of them aren&apos;t stupid at all but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Level 1&lt;br /&gt;(X) Smoked A Cigarette &lt;br /&gt;(X) Smoked A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex &lt;br /&gt;(X) Drank Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 3. Aie. This is not going well&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2&lt;br /&gt;(X) Are / Been In Love &amp;ndash; Oh boy. &lt;br /&gt;() Been Dumped &lt;br /&gt;(X) Shoplifted &amp;ndash; Just *once*. Shameshameshame.&lt;br /&gt;() Been Fired&lt;br /&gt;() Been In A Fist Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had A Crush On An Older Person &amp;ndash; Everyone&amp;rsquo;s older than I am, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Skipped School&lt;br /&gt;() Slept With A co-worker&lt;br /&gt;() Seen Someone / Something Die &amp;ndash; Do bugs and stuff count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5&lt;br /&gt;() Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been To Paris &lt;br /&gt;(X) Been To Spain &amp;ndash; And all in one go, too!&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been On A Plane&lt;br /&gt;(X) Thrown Up From Drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6&lt;br /&gt;(X) Eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Snowboarding &lt;br /&gt;() Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook &lt;br /&gt;() Been in a Mosh Pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7&lt;br /&gt;() Been In An Abusive Relationship &lt;br /&gt;(X) Taken Pain Killers&lt;br /&gt;(X) Love/loved Someone Who You Can&apos;t Have &lt;br /&gt;(X) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By &lt;br /&gt;(X) Made A Snow Angel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had A Tea Party &amp;ndash; Not a little-girl&amp;rsquo;s one, with frilly dresses and all. Does meeting up with friends, drinking tea.coffe count? I&amp;rsquo;m sure High Tea does.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Flown A Kite &amp;ndash; Once.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Built A Sand Castle &amp;ndash; I live in Holland, of course!&lt;br /&gt;() Gone mudding&lt;br /&gt;(X) Played Dress Up &amp;ndash; I even dressed my little brother up, in that blue fairy dress I had&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 20 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9&lt;br /&gt;(X) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves&lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone Sledding &amp;ndash; Once or twice. &lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated While Playing A Game&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lonely&lt;br /&gt;(X) Fallen Asleep At Work / School &amp;ndash; Every month at least once&amp;hellip; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 10&lt;br /&gt;(X) Watched The Sun Set &lt;br /&gt;() Felt An Earthquake &lt;br /&gt;() Killed A Snake -&amp;nbsp;Where should I find a SNAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 26 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 11&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Tickled&lt;br /&gt;() Been Robbed / Vandalized &amp;ndash; Nope. Haven&amp;rsquo;t been around any unsavory characters lately.&lt;br /&gt;() Been cheated on&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 12&lt;br /&gt;(X) Won A Contest&lt;br /&gt;() Been Suspended From School&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had Detention &amp;ndash; Duh. But I&amp;rsquo;m friends with the guy who takes care of these things, so I&amp;rsquo;m always late but don&amp;rsquo;t have to come early. And when I get sent out of class I manage to talk my way out of it!&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident &amp;ndash; Nothing bad, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 31 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 13&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had / Have Braces &amp;ndash; THEY&amp;rsquo;RE FINALLY GONE.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night &amp;ndash; /me laughs guiltily&lt;br /&gt;(X) Danced in the moonlight &amp;ndash; Is fun. And in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 14&lt;br /&gt;(X) Hated The Way You Look&lt;br /&gt;(X) Witnessed A Crime &amp;ndash; It&amp;rsquo;s rather hard not to.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Pole Danced &amp;ndash; Ahem. No comment. Told James about that once, I thought&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Questioned Your Heart &lt;br /&gt;() Been obsessed with post-it-notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 15&lt;br /&gt;() Squished Barefoot Through The Mud&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Lost &amp;ndash; Once, but I managed to get us all out.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World &amp;ndash; That&amp;rsquo;d be Australia, but I think Sri Lanka&amp;rsquo;s pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Swam In The Ocean &lt;br /&gt;(X) Felt Like You Were Dying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 42 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 16&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cried Yourself To Sleep &lt;br /&gt;(X) Played Cops And Robbers &lt;br /&gt;(X) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers &amp;ndash; After all, there&amp;rsquo;s only that much Science one can stand before cracking. &lt;br /&gt;(X) Sang Karaoke &amp;ndash; Ah yes, was fun. In Paris, I think.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 17&lt;br /&gt;(X) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn&apos;t &lt;br /&gt;(X) Made Prank Phone Calls &lt;br /&gt;(X) Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose &amp;ndash; Weekly.&lt;br /&gt;() Kissed In The Rain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 18&lt;br /&gt;() Written A Letter To Santa Claus &amp;ndash; Never believed.&lt;br /&gt;() Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About &lt;br /&gt;(X) Blown Bubbles &lt;br /&gt;(X) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or anywhere &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 19&lt;br /&gt;(X) Crashed A Party&lt;br /&gt;(X) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People &amp;ndash; When I was 3. I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t survive it NOW.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone Rollerskating / Blading &lt;br /&gt;(X) Had A Wish Come True &lt;br /&gt;() Been Humped By A Monkey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 20&lt;br /&gt;(X) Worn Pearls &lt;br /&gt;(X) Jumped Off A Bridge &amp;ndash; Not like that, but somewhere you could, to swim.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Screamed &amp;quot;Penis&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Vagina&amp;quot; &amp;ndash; AHEM.&lt;br /&gt;() Swam With Dolphins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 22&lt;br /&gt;(X) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube &lt;br /&gt;(X) Kissed A Fish - SHADDUP OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Worn The Opposite Sex&apos;s Clothes &amp;ndash; Oh they&amp;rsquo;re lovely!&lt;br /&gt;() Sat On A Roof Top &amp;ndash; I wish we had a sittable roof top. It&amp;rsquo;d be lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 23&lt;br /&gt;(X) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs &amp;ndash; Every day.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel &lt;br /&gt;() Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours &amp;ndash; No, not that bad. Record is nearly 3 hours, though.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Recently stayed up for a while talking to someone you care about &amp;ndash; Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 24&lt;br /&gt;(X) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree &lt;br /&gt;(X) Climbed A Tree &amp;ndash; I just wish there were more to climb around here. Is fun.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Had/Been In A Tree House&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone &amp;ndash; Been scared, yes, but always do it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 25&lt;br /&gt;(X) Believed In Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone Streaking &amp;ndash; Not exactly streaking, no&amp;hellip;&lt;br /&gt;(X) Visited Jail &amp;ndash; Some uncle works there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 26&lt;br /&gt;(X) Played Chicken &lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Told You&apos;re Hot By A Complete Stranger &amp;ndash; When will all those old (or young) men learn that that&amp;rsquo;s just sad?&lt;br /&gt;( ) Broken A Bone &amp;ndash; No, actually. Everyone says that it&amp;rsquo;s a miracle, seeing who I am. Bruised a lot, have scarred hands and legs, my knees look terrible because I&amp;rsquo;m always falling on them, snapped an ankle ligament, but no breaking yet.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Easily Amused &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 27&lt;br /&gt;( ) Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later &lt;br /&gt;( ) Made A Porn Video/Got Asked to Make One &lt;br /&gt;(X) Caught A Butterfly &lt;br /&gt;(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried &amp;ndash; Every few days&lt;br /&gt;(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 28&lt;br /&gt;(X) Mooned/Flashed Someone &amp;ndash; There wasn&amp;rsquo;t anyone to see, really, we were just running in the hallway of the hotel drunkenly. &lt;br /&gt;(X) Had Someone Moon/Flash You&lt;br /&gt;(X) Cheated On A Test &lt;br /&gt;(X) Forgotten Someone&apos;s Name&lt;br /&gt;(X) French Braided Someones Hair &lt;br /&gt;(X) Gone Skinny Dipping &lt;br /&gt;() Been Kicked Out Of Your House&lt;br /&gt;(X) Tried to hurt yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 85 &amp;ndash; AAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 29&lt;br /&gt;(X) Rode A Roller Coaster&lt;br /&gt;(X) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;() Had A Cavity &amp;ndash; /me shakes her head proudly &lt;br /&gt;() Black-Mailed Someone&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Black Mailed &amp;ndash; Not exactly, but close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 88&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 31&lt;br /&gt;(X) Been Used &lt;br /&gt;(X) Fell Going Up The Stairs &lt;br /&gt;() Licked A Cat &lt;br /&gt;(X) Bitten Someone &amp;ndash; Ahem. Recently, actually.&lt;br /&gt;(X) Licked Someone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR: 92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 32&lt;br /&gt;() Been shot at/or at gunpoint&lt;br /&gt;() Had sex in the rain&lt;br /&gt;() Flattened someone&apos;s tires &lt;br /&gt;() Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on&lt;br /&gt;() Got five dollars or less worth of gas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 92 &amp;ndash; Oh my.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Aaand a music thing. That one was amusing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 36pt; text-indent: -18pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;1.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7pt &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this year have in store for me?&lt;br /&gt;Just Hold Me (Er, are we going by just the song title or the actual song? &amp;lsquo;Cause I don&amp;rsquo;t want the depressiveness! But the Holding bit is nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your love life look like?&lt;br /&gt;Clumsy (Great. Like I didn&amp;rsquo;t know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I say when life gets hard?&lt;br /&gt;Lose Your Love (WHAT?! That&amp;rsquo;s not really good! Okay, in THIS case I want it to be about the actual song because then it&amp;rsquo;s all &amp;lsquo;I dunwanna lose yooooour looooove, can never lose your looove&amp;rsquo;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think of when I get up in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Breakin&amp;rsquo; Dishes (Har har, that&amp;rsquo;s right. I&amp;rsquo;m not a morning person.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will I dance to at my wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Underneath Your Clothes (Aww. You&amp;rsquo;re a song, written by the hands of God&amp;hellip; At least it&amp;rsquo;s not &amp;lsquo;Where&amp;rsquo;s The Love&amp;rsquo; like Won-Won, aarhahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want as a career?&lt;br /&gt;Konijntje- The most spaciest song ever and real weird and it&amp;rsquo;s Dutch and is called &amp;lsquo;BUNNY&amp;rsquo;. (I want bunnies as my career. Great. And the song&amp;rsquo;s about *wiggling* bunny&amp;rsquo;s. It&amp;rsquo;s by &amp;lsquo;The junkies&amp;rsquo;, I think that says enough. Come on, bunny, come and wiggle, wiggle&amp;hellip; It&amp;rsquo;s a crack song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite saying?&lt;br /&gt;No Woman No Cry (YAAAAY BOB. And that&amp;rsquo;s a good favourite saying! I like helping people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place?&lt;br /&gt;Ain&amp;rsquo;t No Other Man (Har har, so I guess with my man that&amp;rsquo;s there no second one else of?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Aum Shree Ram- Hindi mantra prayer song like. (&amp;hellip;Righto.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you go on a first date?&lt;br /&gt;When You&amp;rsquo;re Mad (OKAY, so I guess I&amp;rsquo;m gonna jump that person on our first date. The song&amp;rsquo;s all &amp;lsquo;When you get to throwing things I just wanna eat you up, I don&amp;rsquo;t mean no disrespect when I start staring, knowing that it makes you madder, but I&amp;rsquo;m sorry- Seeing you mad is so sexy! Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose, when you make your angry face, that makes me just wanna take off all your clothes, and&amp;hellip; Sex you all over the place&amp;hellip; Everytime you screaaaam at me, I wanna touch yoooooou- Okay enough. ZOMG it&apos;s such a Lily/James song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drug of choice?&lt;br /&gt;Cell Block Tango. (HELL yeah dancing&amp;rsquo;s my drug! And&amp;hellip; murdering people and land in prison and stuff I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Afraid (Bollocks. That&amp;rsquo;s not good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the thing I like doing most?&lt;br /&gt;Left Outside Alone (Cute. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that best describes the president/Prime Minister?&lt;br /&gt;Owner Of A Lonely Heart (&amp;hellip;Poor mr. Balkenende&amp;hellip;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my state of mind like at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;One Safe Place (Aww.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What music will be playing or will you be thinking of when you meet your true love?&lt;br /&gt;Rock Ya Body (Aaaahahaha. Ooh, club dancing seductions. More reasons for me to PARTY HARD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I die?&lt;br /&gt;Love And Happiness (Pwahahaha. *snort*. So it&amp;rsquo;ll be really peacefully surrounded by the ones I love. Good. Pity I don&amp;rsquo;t go out with a BANG, though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that will be played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Colors Of The Wind (I stand for WORLD PEACE, YEAH. And Packity Pack Pack Pack.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you&apos;ll put as the subject?&lt;br /&gt;Snitch (Har har, then people will come and look because it&amp;rsquo;s a FLYING WALNUT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack of My Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Mena &amp;ndash; Just Hold Me&lt;br /&gt;Fergie &amp;ndash; Clumsy&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens &amp;ndash; Lose Your Love&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna &amp;ndash; Breaking Dishes&lt;br /&gt;Shakira &amp;ndash; Underneath Your Clothes&lt;br /&gt;AKA The Junkies ft. Willie Wartaal &amp;ndash; Konijntje&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley &amp;ndash; No Woman No Cry&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera &amp;ndash; Ain&amp;rsquo;t No Other Man&lt;br /&gt;Namaste &amp;ndash; Aum Shree Ram&lt;br /&gt;Ne-Yo &amp;ndash; When You&amp;rsquo;re Mad&lt;br /&gt;Chicago &amp;ndash; Cell Block Tango&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Hudgens &amp;ndash; Afraid&lt;br /&gt;Anastacia &amp;ndash; Left Outside Alone&lt;br /&gt;Yes &amp;ndash; Owner Of A Lonely Heart&lt;br /&gt;Marc Cohn &amp;ndash; One Safe Place&lt;br /&gt;MVP &amp;ndash; Rock Ya Body&lt;br /&gt;Al Green &amp;ndash; Love And Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas &amp;ndash; Colors Of the Wind&lt;br /&gt;Akon ft. Obie Trice &amp;ndash; Snitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaay so I did it a second time :P My internet was gone! This one was amusing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this year have in store for me?&lt;br /&gt;Bulletproof Heart (Great. I don&amp;rsquo;t wanna be forced to make my heart bulletproof!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your love life look like?&lt;br /&gt;Dip It Low (How shmexy. When he&amp;rsquo;s a good boy, I mean a really really good boy, why not let him lay with you- That&amp;rsquo;s when you give it to him good! Dip it loooow, pick it up sloooow, roll it all around, poke it out, let your back roll, pop that thing, I&amp;rsquo;mma show you how to make your man say, ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I say when life gets hard?&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Girls (Ahahaaa. Point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think of when I get up in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Soulmate (That must have been a good dream. Or I&amp;rsquo;m just extremely occupied by woeful thoughts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will I dance to at my wedding?&lt;br /&gt;El Tango De Roxanne (Wow, THAT&amp;rsquo;S SO AWESOME. I&amp;rsquo;ll dance a TANGO at my wedding! That&amp;rsquo;s a great idea, I wanna do that now&amp;hellip; But really, did my man pick my up at Becky&amp;rsquo;s whorehouse or something like that? At least it will be a wedding with the sparks flying off it&amp;hellip;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want as a career?&lt;br /&gt;Ring the Alarm (COOL I wanna be a cop. I actually *did* want that and maybe still, with forensics and stuff&amp;hellip; *sighs* Oh well. Can&amp;rsquo;t go to England to study, and they don&amp;rsquo;t have the frickin study here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favourite saying?&lt;br /&gt;A Rose Is Still A Rose (Hell yeah. We&amp;rsquo;ll tell them, Aretha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place?&lt;br /&gt;Ex-Girl (&amp;hellip;Great?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Lean Back (WHAT? I don&amp;rsquo;t think so! Or it could be a arrogant leaning back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you go on a first date?&lt;br /&gt;Breakout (Harhar, prison, I guess :P Or ex-prison.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drug of choice?&lt;br /&gt;La Tortura (&amp;hellip;Kinky. Whip it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow (AHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHA WHOOOOOOOOOOO) (See a funny at end note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the thing I like doing most?&lt;br /&gt;Shining From Heaven (WOOOOOOOO MY ROCKABILITY GOES ON AND ON. I&amp;rsquo;m the STAR and the SUN :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that best describes the president/Prime Minister?&lt;br /&gt;Ridin&amp;rsquo; Dirty (Aahahaha. Don&amp;rsquo;t worry, I won&amp;rsquo;t tell anyone, mr. Balkenende.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my state of mind like at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto (Ahaha, I swear I wasn&amp;rsquo;t thinking bad thoughts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What music will be playing or will you be thinking of when you meet your true love?&lt;br /&gt;Earth Angel (How sweeeeeet! Earth angel, earth angel, will you be miiiiiine?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I die?&lt;br /&gt;Rock Ya Body (How AWESOME. Murder on the daaaancefloor :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that will be played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Rehab (AHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAAHAHA, I&amp;rsquo;ll do a Heath Ledger. And it fits with the previous one, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you&apos;ll put as the subject?&lt;br /&gt;I Got It From My Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Note: I skipped a Hindi song I have no idea what it&amp;rsquo;s about at &amp;lsquo;Describe yourself&amp;rsquo;. AND SERIOUSLY see what would have got on &amp;lsquo;What is the thing I like doing most?&amp;rsquo;- JACK SPARROW. AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;AHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;Weeeell... I&apos;m sure you all got some deep psycological insights into my deep, deep soul&amp;nbsp;today but it&apos;s nearing 3:30 in the morning and my toes are freezing off so I think I&apos;m gonna drape myself all over my bumchums in chat one last time and drawl that I love them, and then go upstairs to&lt;s&gt; curl up with my laptop rereading my Tamora Pierce ebooks &apos;cause I&apos;ve neglected that love for AGES&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp; sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygodit&apos;sfreezingatme.Stupid computer. Better post now and edit later when it stops doing random things, the bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY IS IT LOOKING ALL GREYISH TO ME. Ohmy this post is giving me DIFFICULTIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 8pt&quot;&gt;XxxxxK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>My mother&apos;s coughing that made me jump out of my skin?</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">My mother&apos;s coughing that made me jump out of my skin?</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 22:44:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh my it&apos;s been a long long time.</title>
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  <description>...Soooo, guys. &lt;br /&gt;Ahem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than one year later and I&apos;m here again. Randomly pulled in again because of a friend posting a nice rant saying things we all think and say on *here* too about a nasty break-up and some whining pansies. And hey, I just had to comment. ...And saw my weird Snape icon. Ah well, monobrow for the fucking win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I&apos;m brushing the dust off my LJ, attempting to figure it all out again, but first I have to say something to everyone who had me as friend before and just maybe didn&apos;t forget about me- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, and thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely ran out on you all and just abandoned LJ while you guys were so frickin nice to me when you didn&apos;t even know me that well. People even sent me these alerts to come back after now posting something for a few months and that&apos;s just so friggin *nice* and I never said thank you. &lt;em&gt;Thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be more active on here now, find myself a new avata-SQUEEEE FANGIRL- r and be crazy a lot. The last bit must be manageable.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in my last year of high school now- Yup, after this one it&apos;s off to fucking &lt;em&gt;university&lt;/em&gt; with this girl. And &lt;em&gt;ohgoshmommyIdunwanna. &lt;/em&gt;I mean, I have to hand in my chosen subject for my big end-year required-for-graduating paper thing AND I HAVEN&apos;T THE FOGGIEST &apos;bout what it will me. The relation between dolphins and bunnies, or whatever. Aaahaha Becky(&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_starlight976&apos; lj:user=&apos;starlight976&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://starlight976.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://starlight976.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;starlight976&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;)/Won (Yuhan, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_raining_lotus&apos; lj:user=&apos;raining_lotus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://raining-lotus.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://raining-lotus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;raining_lotus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;) shipping flashback.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to listen to Maneater because Sush (&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_sushimonster724&apos; lj:user=&apos;sushimonster724&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sushimonster724.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://sushimonster724.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sushimonster724&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;lt;/lj&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;)said that&apos;s her song for mine. Nice sisters I have, wishing they never ever met me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xxxxxxx.</description>
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  <lj:music>Nelly Furtado - Maneater</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 20:28:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>AAAAAARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I sound &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been cleaning up the whole time, since I&apos;m awake, with the promise of going shopping later this day in my mind, but now my mom &lt;i&gt;doesn&apos;t feel like it&lt;/i&gt;. GNAH. ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry I&apos;ve been pretty non-existing. I&apos;m just busy, have to learn 60 bloody pages science for tomorrow, and &lt;i&gt;I haven&apos;t been doing anything this year about Science so I have homework worth of 2 months to learn&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a lovely pic for YOU. Two, even. One is insane, one is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND SUCH A GORGEOUS PICTURE OF SIRIUS, MY WHORE. IT&apos;S JUST... AAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t remember where I got it from, SO IT&apos;S NOT MINE! But it&apos;s SHO beautiful.. It&apos;s manga-ish (which let my friend complain about him having a pointy nose and me defending it because IT&apos;S SO SEXY), and one of the prettiest ever. The colors are kinda wrong (EYES), but it&apos;s SO UN-MISTAKEABLE-Y HIM.&lt;br /&gt; Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/elfishscallywag/pic/0000212k/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/elfishscallywag/pic/0000212k/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;203&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;PADFOOT :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made a comic thing, very crappy, based on me saying I was going to de-Snape my hair, and my friend taking it literally, the biatch. But it&apos;s over a thousand kb, and should BE MADE SMALLER. But I don&apos;t know how. I&apos;ll edit this post en post it, once I figured out how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my life: BORING. It&apos;s like... Snape&apos;s face. Oh, though, my Yule ball is coming... And I have to get myself a pretty dress! *frantic-s*&lt;br /&gt;Will complain more about life once I get free time. Ah, free time... *Gareth-s from SOTL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Just spellchecked this. &apos;Snape&apos; apparently is a non-existing word, and Snapple is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: YAY Here it is! It&apos;s... quite stupid really, but I don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/elfishscallywag/pic/00003skq/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/elfishscallywag/pic/00003skq/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;153&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;Silly Me&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Counting Crows - Accidentaly In Love</lj:music>
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