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| Name: Yeong Birthdate: October 12 Zodiac: Libra, Tiger, Horus Ethnicity: Korean Interests: Writing, reading, occasionally watching anime/reading manga, listening to music, learning (when I'm not being lazy), homework (is a forced interest), attempting to draw, sleeping and playing RPGs. Future Profession: Don't know anymore, but I will have to get a job once I get a car. Personality (self-described): Shy, quiet, paranoid, insecure, moody, mood-swingy.
Layout Made crappily by me, again. This layout here features Lawrence and Adrian from 'Boys Next Door' by Kaori Yuki and therefore that is who they are copyrighted to. It's a short story I liked, it can be read here. The background was a picture of a cityscape that I found here. This was inspired by listening to a variety of music but in particular, 'My Sacrifice' by Creed whose lyrics I partially used. The whole song is as follows:
Hello my friend we meet again
When you are with me
We've seen our share of ups and downs
When you are with me
I just want to say hello again I like the song and it seemed to fit, to me anyway, for the ending for that particular manga (no details so as to not have spoilers, should read if you want to know about it). Favorites Authors: Storm Constantine, Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman Book Series: Wraeththu and Dragonlance Mangaka(s): Yoko Matsushita, Kaori Yuki, Saki Hiwatari, You Higuri and Clamp. Anime/Manga: Yami no Matsuei, Please Save My Earth, Violinist of Hameln, Angel Sanctuary, Fruits Basket, X and Wish. Music: Anime/RPG, Classical, Rock, Alternative, Techno, some Jazz and whatever else I feel like listening to. RPGs: Suikoden and Final Fantasy series. Movie: Lord of the Rings Anime/Manga Characters: Kurosaki Hisoka (Yami no Matsuei), Katan, Rosiel (Angel Sanctuary), Yakushimaru Mikuro (Please Save My Earth), Kaine, Die (Kaine), Raiel (Violinist of Hameln), Naoe Nagi (Weiß Kreuz), Hisui, Kokuyou, Ryuki (Wish), Hatori (Fruits Basket) and Yue (Card Captor Sakura)... Video Game Characters: Luc, Gremio, McDohl (Suikoden), Cloud, Sephiroth (FF7) and Delita (FFT) Book Characters: Raistlin, Dalamar (Dragonlance) Calanthe, Panthera (Wraeththu), Remus Lupin, Sirius Black (Harry Potter), Daniel Cranton (Grigori) and Aragorn (Lord of the Rings) Pairings: Tsuzuki/Hisoka (YnM), Raiel/Hameln (VoH), Kira/Alexiel (AS), Die/Kaine (Kaine), Kokuyou/Hisui (Wish), Gremio/Botchan (Suikoden), Luc/Sasarai (Suikoden II), Cal/Pell (Wraeththu), Touya/Yuki (CCS), Sirius/Remus (HP), Amiboshi/Suboshi (FY)... Food: Seafood, Pineapple
I am the keeper of Watari's sense of direction and Hisoka's blush. I am also the keeper of Ryuuichi's illustrations (these things.)
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Monday, September 16, 2002 I feel peculiarly tired and I haven't the faintest as to why. Ah well, need to study for the Chem. test I have tomorrow since I've been practically sleeping through the recent classes... whee... ^^;;;. I hope I did okay on my English essay and the test I had today... I was only unsure of a couple questions, know I got one wrong. Ah well. felt like forever @ 09:11 p.m. Sunday, September 15, 2002 Ended up watching Dead Poet's Society last night/early this morning since it was one of the movies I rented. I... actually kind of got teary at the end of it. *sweatdrops* Though I don't really know if it was the moive or since I was feeling... *looks skyward* in a strange mood. Ah well. Then, woke up 'round eleven-noon, been playing FF6 until just now. Fun. But now... homework to finish. Lalala. felt like forever @ 04:09 p.m. Saturday, September 14, 2002 On second thought, a couple more random, things which are happier, I guess. Today at the mall, on a whim, I got some jewelry. Two necklaces, a ring and a charm thingy. They look like this and I like them, but that's just me. I also picked up a volume of X and CCS (english versions). And... those sprites are absolutely adorable. *glomps the oh so cute Sirius and Remus one* I'm adopting, do you mind that I don't mail? ^^;;; I would, but I figure easier not to bother you with a mail when you just... see it here. *sweatdrops* No, I don't think I'm making sense. *now flutters off to watch movie or something since that's better than her continuing typing. ^^;;;* felt like forever @ 08:11 p.m. Saturday, September 14, 2002
Reading: From the Ashes of Angels - Andrew Collins (Well, bits of it anyway)
NOTE: Rather random thing that's really bugging me at the moment. Don't read if you're looking for something of someone in a pleasant mood cause I'm /so/ not right now. Random complaining about my parents. Teenage bitching. Disgruntled Akarui ahead. Whatever you want to think of it as, just that it's really long and probably a waste of time since I'm venting and this is my blog so I vent here. I know it's part of a parents thing (or so I am told) to not want their children to leave home and to not treat their child as a person but more as a kid. (I'm also thinking it's a parents thing to be hypocrites). But, hell, there's GOT to be some line to that. I do not want to be dependent on them for most of my life. In fact, I want to be independent as soon as I'm able to. That's why I want to get a job so I can have some money saved up for whenever I get into a college. Just because they've lived in the same friggin state all their lives, doesn't mean I want to. Just because they're my parents doesn't mean that I want them involved or even knowing of most aspects to my life beyond the required anymore. I used to tell them stuff and talk to them, but that's pretty much went to hell. I do not like being talked about even in a favorable light and when my mother goes around telling all her co-workers about what I discuss with her, that makes me inordinately peeved. And I don't talk to my father cause he goes around and tells my mother, even when I tell him not to. Just because I'm their child, doesn't mean that I should stay not annoyed when I have to tell them THE SAME THING five freakin' times within a weeks time span because they don't bother to remember what I say. I know that they don't remember because they ask me the same questions over and over again. It's only just now that they even REMEMBER the names of my friends that I've had for the past three years. They remember of me what they want to remember and they see of me what they want to see. They're completely blind to whenever I might need help unless I spell it out for them, which I'm not going to do. They're overprotective about figments of the imagination they come up with in their mind rather than seeing what's really there. I, somehow, by nature don't really care. For me to care about someone, I have to get to know them and they have to know me. For the most part, rather than get to me and such, my parents mostly would just buy me things to appease me and listen to me ramble without taking in a word. They talk at me, I talk at them. Nothing gets through. My father just said that he'd rather me FAIL this grade by taking away my computer (I need it for research and to type essays and stuff.) than me have a 'bad attitude' towards them. If they realized even the least about me, they should KNOW that sometimes I just don't feel like talking or that I even give a damn that they can barely get a god forsaken pickle jar open. I don't want to live at home forever, or longer than I have to for that matter. Just because my father for over half of his life lived within five minutes of his parents, doesn't mean that I'm going to. And I expect that they're going to, someday, hold it over me that I'm their only kid and that I should take care of them. Of what I know, the only way they've really taken care of me is by handling the bills and being a source of money. I'm more than willing to pay them back for that. They've hardly been emotional support for some of things I get into for no apparent reason, my 'neechan has been more for that than anybody else. My parents don't even notice and I'm not about to go to them with it cause I don't think my dad would even take the idea of him having a daughter with possible mental problems into consideration. Most of the time, unless he personally knows them or some such, he either pities or jokes about 'nutcases' as he terms them most of the time. Furthermore, they have given me rather lax boundaries in most aspects so I've pretty much came up with and lived by my own. When I was a kid, my grandmother took care of me more than anyone. When I was old enough, I stayed by myself. Other than occasional nagging or crude comments by mom, they don't make any effort to help me become a better person unless I start doing it myself, THEN they might make a nice comment by the progress I'm making. That, or my mother goes into a fanatical mental world about something I /think/ I MIGHT want to do and goes so overboard I don't want to do it anymore. I sometimes wish that they would just get mad or something at the fact that sometimes I don't do my homework and I don't always do the best that I can in my classes. But, no. They just go 'oh that's all right, just try harder and it'll all be okay' or the case in where I don't try they attribute that to my not needing to cause they think I'm intelligent. What the hell kind of logic is that? I don't try at school anymore to make them proud. That's just an outcome. I try at school now so I have a pretty much guaranteed ticket that I can get out of here. On that similar note, I wish to heaven and hell and back that they would stop trying to GUILT TRIP me into not leaving home. All that's doing is making me want to leave even more. That's the one area where they don't think I'll do well. My mom keeps telling me about how it's the 'smart' thing to live at home during the first year of college and go somewhere local for that same reason cause it's easier that way. I don't want things to be easy. I'd rather have the knowledge that my first year of college was more trouble than it was worth and know that I was able to take care of myself even then rather than know I did the easy thing by staying at home. I want to know that I can survive on my own as a person, that I'm capable enough to do so. That's why I'm going to work when I turn sixteen (the age you have to be to get a job around here) and save up money so I have something in case I need it. I want to know that I DON'T have to rely on someone else to support me. My father says he doesn't mind as long as I do that when I'm thirty. That's just majorly (since I can't think of a better adjective right now) fucked up. Or so I think. And if it turns out I was wrong about being able to take care of myself? Well, they can have the satisfaction of knowing that but because of the fact that they've been trying to guilt trip me into staying home I'll fail on my own. I won't come crawling back for help. That's going to be one of my few things. I won't do that. I won't give them that knowledge. They started building the wedge four years ago (which is when they first began this whole thing, it's just been building up even more since then) and so I'm going to take as little help from them as is possible. One other way they've been trying to guilt trip me: My father keeps saying that if anything ever happened to me that he wouldn't live much longer after that. I mean, dear god, if all of the above of my junk is not justifiable as reasons to be irritated, this has to be. He's basically telling me that if I anything ever happens to me or whatever that results in my death or some such, that he's going to die too and it's going to be all my fault. Furthermore, if they wanted me to be more respectable to them, they shouldn't have raised me the way they did. They do not act in any manner for a majority of the time of someone that should be respected. They've always acted in a manner... not like parents normally do. They acted more as though that I should consider them friends. If they wanted me to respect them more, they should've started working on that years ago, not now when my personality and attitude is pretty much set at least in a basic way. (And to randomly note: If they were just random people I knew at school or something, I wouldn't associate with them at all). They taught me to think for myself, that was the big thing most of my life. Now I do. They don't like how I think, I pretty much know that now. My mom has told me before that my way of thinking scares her and its pretty obvious she doesn't like it most of the time. She gets onto me for making sarcastic comments and such. How does she think I got that way? My dad today also said pretty plainly that slash is one of the most disgusting things in the world. If he even bothered to remember anything I've told him, he would know I'm a fan of that. (I guess I'm lucky in that he never tried to stop me from being a fan). They try to compare me to them so it seems like we're similar. In some ways, we share personality flaws. But I am not the same as either of them. I may act that way at times, but that's just it. An act. I'm not like they are. Yet I think I understand them pretty well even if I don't agree with them. They think I'm like they are. They don't understand me at all. Continuing on similar lines, my dad is one of those narrow minded people who doesn't open his mind even a fragment unless it suites him to. My mother is rather ill-mannered, at least around us, condescending, obnoxious and tries to twist my beliefs in a way so that they fit into her understanding and aren't too strange. Pretty much doesn't listen to a thing I really say, much exemplified when she tries to retell conversations that we've had to my dad. And just because my aunt (her sister) is homosexual and she's okay with that, doesn't really give her that much greatness. And just because I don't have a boyfriend or anything, doesn't mean that she should have the right to ask me if I even like guys in 'that' way in such a snide manner. On the same note, it doesn't give her the right to make assumptions with my friends, either, just because they aren't dating either. There's no logic to that. It's like, she's okay with homosexuality as long as it's not in her daughter or any female people that said daughter is acquainted with. Hah. That's one of the various major things that has been bugging me. I don't want to be stuck living with these people all of my life. Another random note: It took me to get to a point one time to where I was so stressed out that I was crying before they even noticed something was wrong with me. Then one of the first things my mother does when I'm kind of back to normal? She basically says 'I told you so. You shouldn't have gotten into so many advanced classes'. Thanks mom. My mother thinks she has empathy. Hah. And another thing: My mother does not believe me able to buy something on my own without assistance, so shown at the mall today. I'm beginning to think she has more confidence in me when she's TALKING about or toward me, rather than in the reality. I tried to focus mainly on the good points of them for a while, the things I was fortunate for as opposed to other parents (another thing that my mother constantly holds over my head). I can't do that anymore, not all the time anyway. I'm tired. The next thing they'll be doing is trying to guilt me by saying that I don't love them. At least my mom will at some point, she used to always do that. I don't care anymore. Maybe I don't love them, I don't know. I'm more inclined to one of my friend's beliefs now: that parent-child love is more obligation than anything else because it is expected and required for the most part. I don't care if this makes me a horrible person, I already know I am. I've the feeling if it continues this way, I'm going to end up cutting all ties from them as much as possible when I'm able. That probably will make me an even worse person. I still don't care. I'm more than likely going to hell anyway, so what does it matter. My parents have good points, of that I'm aware. It's just that most of those good points are negated by a bad point. And right now, the bad is what's grating upon me which is what led me to write this whole long-winded thing. And I still wish that they would just open their eyes a fraction and see some of my MAJOR bad points. But, no. They only go on to enumerate my good ones. Or attribute any thing that they don't like about me into the fact of me 'being a teenager'. My bad attitude, my way of thinking, all the other junk, it's just because I'm a teenager on in the case of my dad, a teenager and a female. I wish that at just some point they'd blame it on ME or some such. Even blaming themselves now seems better than just attributing it to the fact I happen to fall into a certain age category. I also kind of wish that they would STOP spoiling me. That's just making things harder. Or maybe that's their plan. I don't know, I see motives when there aren't any. Or maybe there are and I just don't have the proof. *sighs* I'll end this now. It's already way too long, That was my rant. Mostly true since I was running on a current of anger. I don't plan to change my way of thinking. I know I could have it worse. I know that there are people who do have it worse. But I'm just sick of it now. I think I'm going to end up withdrawing from them even further and that is a conscious decision I'm making. I know I'll change as I get older. I want to change, I want to grow as a person. But at this rate, this situation is going to just get worse and not better. I've stopped caring. Three more years. Just. Three. More. Years. That is all, I'm going to go watch a movie now. felt like forever @ 07:56 p.m. Friday, September 13, 2002
Reading: From the Ashes of Angels - Andrew Collins (Well, bits of it anyway)
I... am... sleepy. Dunno why. School went pretty okay. Some reason didn't feel that great yesterday and part of the day, but felt better after I talked to some people. No idea why I was feeling that way, but shan't go into details of it cause it seems too much to me like... teenage angst. *sweatdrops* Yeah, so won't bother with that since there's no substantial reasoning behind it.... ANYWAY, moving on from that because I forgot my point to it a couple sentences ago. ^^;; I'm surprised you're amazed by me, though I must say I am flattered you think so. And... I think I've pretty much said all I can think of about... you know. *hugs* Since this seems to be one of those things where words... don't really help that much. I wish now that I hand something meaningful I could give to you but... really, I don't have anything I would think is fitting. Hmm. I'll just promise to let you be one of the first to read one of the things of mine once it's done? (which, unfortunately, could be eons from now at the rate they're all going.... But now, that's a guarantee I won't back out of letting you read it once it is DONE cause I try not to break promises so someday you'll see it. Some day.). Yeah... *coughs* I don't have that much I can think of, what a horrible friend I am. *sweatdrops and wonders how obvious it is that she has trouble expressing herself* On that similar note, I started writing something new whose idea is based roughly on the book, From the Ashes of Angels. Well, it does in the way that I'm using that as a kind of reference for the whole information about the nephilim and grigori and angels and such. Very very basically the story is about the end of the world and takes place in the year 2014. I had reasoning behind this, but don't feel like typing it out. It's kind of at the moment... just in the planning stages as I have yet to get the characters done beyond the basics of partial names and roles and such. Working on profiles and need to read some more of book and some other stuff that goes along with it. It's kind of a lame idea, I think, but I'm going to at least attempt to write it anyway since it's stuck in my head now. Let's see now... more randomness about school. Psychology is ick, though at least I didn't have to do anything in there because I finished the homework in full last night. We also had a pep rally this morning (I swear, the only way they'll EVER get me to cheer is to hand out free caffiene) which was really rather lame. The only good point was the band people and that's it. NO ONE at all, except maybe less than five percent of the people, cheered. Then was chemistry... I actually stayed awake through that. Lunch, then Web Mastering which was rather easy. Finally was Spanish, again, easy since all we did was test corrections. I made an 86 on it, which was good because there was nothing higher than a B in our class... which is sad considering that we should all know this stuff. Ah well, just need to study more, I guess. And go slower on the test cause I'm kicking myself now for a couple of the mistakes I made. And throughout the day I managed to sell quite a few suckers for BPA (Business Professionals of America, a thing I joined yesterday). So that was good, cause I thought I wouldn't sell that much since I'm not a people person. But it ended up a situation where people came up to me and bought them rather than me making effort. (^^;;; I'm lazy). For a few minutes after the end of Spanish before leaving I got to talk to Geo about some stuff that I wouldn't talk to my other friends about (they'd question too much out of concern, me thinks and I didn't feel like dealing with that), which kind of made me feel better. Hopefully I'll be able to see him at lunch again sometime, since the other day he came and sat at our table for about half the time and we talked. (I don't like sitting where he sat because I don't like a few of the people he sits with). Next... for now... since I'm feeling as though I'm being poor in the area of actual conversations, I think I'm going to sleep for a while. Or do History homework and work on my english essay since that needs to be worked on. Tired... but yay it's friday. I think this weekend I might attempt to do something I haven't did in ages: play a video game *sweatdrops* I want to restart FF6 cause I never finished that and need to finish that. Okay, I go before this post gets even longer and more pointless.
felt like forever @ 06:05 p.m. Tuesday, September 10, 2002
Reading: Exile - R.A. Salvatore
Hmm... good day today. That right after a couple things. Glad that you like the layout, it took me a while ^^;;;. I like black, it's the color I feel 'comfortable' with the most, white just happens to offset it nicely, to me anyway. ^^ Nice site, btw, since I hadn't commented on it yet. And... that's too bad to hear about the music thing. People in my gym class last year did that in the locker rooms. >_>; Someone left a radio or something in there so they'd put it on the most awful stations and blare it so that you could even hear it in the hallways. Coaches never did anything about it, sadly. Thank the stars I don't have that class again this year (not till second semester anyhow). Also, kind of late, but happy that you liked my comments. ^^; *glomps* And I know yout think that, but doesn't mean I have to agree with it. ^^;;; Just like you don't agree when I call myself an idiot and such. Moving on.... Yay. I finished reading A Seperate Peace and I like it a lot (was obsessively reading the last two chapters off and on during Computer Science). I think it's probably my favorite of the books I've been forced to read so far. ALSO my copy of From the Ashes of Angels arrived today, a book I've been (kinda) wanting to read since I finished the Grigori trilogy. So I need to get to try and get around to reading that. In other news... I'm really happy with the grades I found out today. I made high 'A's on the two English essays I've did so far (thought I did badly on them) and I have a low A in History which I'm glad of since quite a few people in my class are failing badly. Then I also found out I made an 89 on my Algebra II test which was really good cause the average score on that was 50. Also the english homework I didn't get done got pushed back to being due next time so I was glad for that. ^^;;; So all in all, a pretty good day though the person I wanted to talk to wasn't at lunch cause she was taking a test (grr), though I did get to speak to someone else I wanted to talk to for a few minutes. *smiles idiotically* Yeah... rambling about my academic status now because it's not like I have anything else interesting to blog about at the moment, really. *sweatdrops* Also, one of my friends is slowly making me a Draco/Harry fan (since she likes that and I'm, it would seem, the only other one of our group of friends at school that reads slash and all that so I'm the only one she has to talk about it with). Help me? ^^;;;; Ah... homework. And study for test. Whee. felt like forever @ 06:14 p.m. Tuesday, September 10, 2002 *gnaws on History homework* And.... Just as I am bad at reading maps, I am bad at drawing them. *sigh of resignation* A sad sad world we'd live in if it was based on something I drew out. *sweatdrops* Now... I should do English homework but I'm probably going to only get done with one thing before I fall. Feh. I should be okay though, not that big of a deal... (I hope....). Procrastination shall be the death of me. x_X;;; Nightnight. *zzzs* felt like forever @ 12:01 a.m. Monday, September 9, 2002 What in the seven layers of hell is wrong with my computer tonight? *chews on it* Feh. I'm tired. *gives up* felt like forever @ 11:34 p.m. Monday, September 9, 2002
Reading: Exile - R.A. Salvatore
Ups and downs and everything in between. Had a half-way bad day today, the first half was anyway. In Psych. one of the members in the group didn't show up, one of the other ones who was actually doing stuff, so had to ad-lib for the most part. -_- I despise speaking in front of the class, but I ended up explaining most of the stuff that we were supposed to cover cause I was the only one who bothered to commit any of the info. to memory. So that sucked for the most part. Next in Chemistry... I was really really sleepy. I think I dozed off a couple of times during the lecture which was really boring and the teacher was being monotone again. Ah well, didn't have anything important and I have a high A in that class anyway. If need help I can look in book cause we didn't cover in any extraneous information that wouldn't be in there. Then was lunch... ate some kind of chicken that was decent but far from good... talked with a friend about Halloween plans. We came up with that I should be a neon-colored ghost cause there's normally not neon-colored ghost. Web Mastering next... was really easy, finished assignment within fifteen minutes then mostly just wasted time until Spanish. Spanish... had a quiz that was super easy and found out I have a high A in there at the moment... was happy about that. Talked with other two friends about Halloween plans further and also our movie plans which will now fall on the weekend of my birthday (we're going to go out to eat at an Italian restaurant and then go to friend's house and watch movies/sleepover). After Spanish I managed to talk to Geo, friend I don't see very often anymore for a few minutes. Ehheh... was rather happy about that, more than likely because I still have a slight crush on him even though I'm kind of trying... to not to. Ah well, we're friends. Just wish I could see him more often. Um... *stops typing before she gets gushy feeling* ^^;;;; *pathetic* Kyaaaaa. I'm soooo tired now... first priority though now: History homework. Tata.
 Which Saiyuki boy are you? Take the Saiyuki Quiz at anime-doll.com felt like forever @ 07:56 p.m. Monday, September 9, 2002
Reading: Exile - R.A. Salvatore
Few things I'm thinking about in my idle, sleep-dazed, state: 1. I do believe that if I ever actually get around to writing things, at least of few of them are going to have endings that are the antithesis to most of the happy endings I've read in the recent point of time. Happy endings are okay, but I don't want to write them. I guess I'm just feeling a tad cynical towards happy endings at the present point of time due to a couple books and fics I was reading. Aaaaaaah well, not much I can do about that. There is, however, stuff I can do about story which is how I came up with certain things in my head. 2. Paper cuts that don't heal after over a week are irritating. 3. I suck at writing romance, more than likely because I don't like it at the present point in time. Though it is inclusive into stuff I'm currently writing for whatever reason. 4. I have no idea why I'm suddenly hit with a strong surge of cynicism, I just am. 5. I'm feeling somewhat anti-social at the moment for no reason I can really tack down now... so I'm trying to avoid chat and such because I've the feeling I'd just screw up in trying to hold a conversation. 6. I wish I had the lyrics to this song but I can't find them at the moment. 7. Schoolwork has already become meaningless to me and it's only just approaching the fourth week. I'll still do it, it just means I'm procrastinating more than normal (meaning that I just did the things I need for the upcoming days classes and nothing more). 8. Issei and Enju are starting to become two of my favorite PSME characters. 9. I really really need new glasses. 10. As soon as I'm able to I need to get a job (since I'm currently not old enough to work anywhere but a couple fast food places and I /so/ know I'd get fired from a job in that vocation within mere hours). Gotta start saving... so I can travel on graduating at least to one place that's not in the state I'm currently in and so I can have money for school. *hoping to be somewhat independent as soon as she's able. Prays that she's able to do that* 11. It sucks when one knows exactly what song one is looking for up until the point one is actually able to search for it. 12. I'm going to be going through school tomorrow/later today in a daze. I just know it. 13. I need music recommendations now cause I can't for the life of me remember what I want to look for. 14. I really need to get my braces checked since two of the tie thingies have fallen off. 15. It rained today and was overcast. That was good. I have no idea what to do for a Halloween costume. I'm seriously considering going as a neon-colored ghost since I've never seen one of those before. Hey, it's not like I have to look at the costume, I just have to wear it. 16. Since this already seems way too long and rambly I'm going to stop typing here soon. Obviously, I need sleep. I don't want sleep. I'm going to go read a book about celtic stuff and stare at psych. book.
felt like forever @ 01:12 a.m. Sunday, September 8, 2002
Reading: Exile - R.A. Salvatore
Well. So I archived junk from the past... couple/few days and made new layout (start and finished today) piccy thingy. I'm sleepy now and should go to bed since I didn't touch any of my homework today. Lalala.
felt like forever @ 01:42 a.m.
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