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Name Sycia. Likes drawing, food, lurking, celtic music, adventure, animals, red meat, snow, sushi, sleep, natural sciences, geology, photography & punctuality. Dislikes humans & unreliability.. Disregards religion & modern medicine. Loves Nature. Adores mother. Admires Charles Darwin, David Attenborough & Albert Einstein. Thinks random. Stays 16 at heart. Shout?
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B l a c k F e a t h e r s , v 4 .1
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January 31st, 2006 (Tuesday) 02:39 a.m. Someone please explain to me the taunt "who's your daddy". I do not understand it at all.
Ah huh... This was with 'Sycia'. Now for my true name:
What Tarot Card Are You?
The description of 'The Fool' doesn't really fit the title...
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January 30th, 2006 (Monday) 12:15 a.m.
In the prime many people's lives they decide to go out and look for a mate. If not for the reason for 'love', just the fear of being 'alone' is powerful enough to invoke such. It's become something like common sense to 'get married', and 'raise a family'. Beneath it all, is this concept of 'marriage' and 'love' all just some made-up social ideal? It is just the less animalistic excuse for simply following your instinct to reproduce? If it isn't, why do most people fall seek out someone of the opposite gender of roughly the same age? Why is it that the general idea of 'love' among adults refers to a relationship that usually spawns more children?
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January 28th, 2006 (Saturday) 11:47 p.m.
I jump to conclusions too quick. My rage is immediately sparked. Opinions and biasness I form of people too early. Not good. DEFINITELY BAD. Yet somehow, I'm glad that I hold it in long enough to calm myself and think through it slowly. Yeah... I'm glad I'm introspective enough to contain myself most of the time.
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January 26th, 2006 (Thursday) 10:09 p.m.
Sometimes, I think I'm far too nice to people.
What Type of Weather Are You?
We do not come to this Earth to live;
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January 24th, 2006 (Tuesday) 04:26 p.m.
Okay... I was EXCEEDINGLY pissed off this morning. More angry than I've been in a decade. When matters of privacy are involved, you can expect that kind of reaction from me. Anyway, I went to the train station pissed off, then something happened that effectively difused my anger and made me smile the rest of the day.
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January 23rd, 2006 (Monday) 09:37 p.m. A sudden and random discussion with Bayu-chan and Otouto-chan ended up with Joyce and I deciding to go on a short Onsen trip with them. o_O It'd be nice to get together one last time since we're all going our separate ways from now on... They're staying on to further their studies but may be going but to their respective countries (Indonesia & Laos)... I have a feeling I'll see them again someday, but when, I haven't an inkling. >_< Separations are ugh. They're nice (though geeky) fellas XD
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January 23rd, 2006 (Monday) 05:37 a.m.
I'm exceedingly annoyed with the US being so !@#$ing self-contained. -_-; How's a person going to attempt supporting the $-minded TV business if they don't let people from overseas order the DVDs? *kicks and strangles* I finally find a documentaries on the wild horses on America. Not avaliable for download, but there's the DVD. -_- But they only sell it within America. Can't find the DVDs anywhere else. -_- Cloud: Wild Stallion of the Rockies and Cloud's Legacy: The Wild Stallion Returns. Stupid website's tempting me with the America-only
I'm such a dork. I find a nice new plastic fork and what do I do with it? Photograph it 20 over times! D:} Plastic fork + my jacket + table lamp + camera. I have a thing for red on black. Hard and soft. : Just another experimental shot. Colour has NOT been adjusted in any way.
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January 22nd, 2006 (Sunday) 09:38 p.m.
Prejudice will always exist. Whether in the tiny comment and judgement of a passer-by's fashion sense, or the racism against someone of another race, it will never go away. Why? Simply because people are not 100% identical to one another in physical appearance, mentality, spirituality, sexual orientations, beliefs, morals, etc. Realize that the perfect, and rather foolishly sought after, 'equality' will only come when people cannot find anything about another that is unlike themselves to criticize. Therefore, it is impossible for everyone not hold opinions, prejudice or not, of another person.
PS: Cuttlefish are extremely cute.
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January 19th, 2006 (Thursday) 03:14 a.m.
Plagued by a bad headache for the last
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January 16th, 2006 (Monday) 12:55 a.m.
この星には、 ニクミが多すぎます。
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January 12th, 2006 (Thursday) 10:17 p.m.
It never fails to amaze me how males express their mutual closeness by jabbing and insulting one another (jokingly). I can't complain though... that admirable honesty and light-heartedness is something largely restricted to their gender. I find I'm able to poke fun of them as comfortably as they do to me, but I just can't accept doing the same for females nor accepting most (unless tomboyish) giving out this sort of treatment. Mental block? Sexism? Prejudice? The ways in which the female and male mind function are so glaringly different.
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January 11th, 2006 (Wednesday) 05:46 p.m.
Note to self, never fall asleep on table with grand soundtracks playing in the background (Narnia OST, to be more exact, though I've not seen the actual show). They spur equally grand dreams on majestic scales. Trees that bleed red blood are very freaky, kthnxbai (9.01.2006)
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January 9th, 2006 (Monday) 05:58 p.m.
It is exceedingly hard to do traditional 2D animation with frozen hands.
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January 4th, 2006 (Wenesday) 08:17 p.m.
Had a dream of being stabbed in the stomach with a spear while fighting against some weirdo leigon of armor-clad warriors. It didn't go through, but it was a pretty hard blow (I was flung like 8 metres). o_O Best thing about it was I was walking around after that, though bleeding and all, still fighting.
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January 4th, 2006 (Wednesday) 02:25 a.m.
Sometimes I think people are just being too nice to me. ¬¬; Really, I don't deserve this kindness. The gods have been too gentle on me. And stuff. I'm just a pile of dog poo~ Still... it'd be wrong (and downright stupid) to be ungrateful to people, so thank you.
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January 3rd, 2006 (Tuesday) 12:30 a.m.
Jay is in Kyoto~ God I feel envious. She's entertaining some guests, but still, :p I feel reaaaally green with envy. On the other hand, I shall see this as a sort of punishment. Makes it doing my work a whole lot less dreary to know I'm 'serving a sentence' of some kind for my incompetence in November.
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January 2nd, 2006 (Monday) 12:02 p.m.
I really must stop pissing people off.
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January 1st, 2006 (Sunday) 01:50 p.m.
LoL, what a way to wake up on the first day of the New Year to find that half your hair's like a tornado just went through it and the whole lot just decides to defy gravity, and discover you've got a headache.
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January 1st, 2006 (Sunday) 12:49 a.m.
Since it's already 2006 for me, onto the New Year Resolutions:
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