<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:46:34.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*---&gt;&gt;,.,.Taiga `08</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog of things in general. What's going on in my life, songs, interesting tidbits, rants- anything I feel like putting, really. Have a seat- *gestures around at the various cushions*- and read up! Comments are loved. &lt;3</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2757402694618171268</id><published>2008-01-17T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:32:34.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wewt, movie tiem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mean Girls is on ABC tonight at seven. xD I love that movie. It's so... lame, but cute. It's a chick flick. I love chick flicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inari-chan got me into stickam.com. It's pretty cool- it's a webcam thing. I don't usually like having my face on the Internet, but I can't help but like it. It's cool. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My midterms are  basically over, except for band, but that doesn't count. I'm looking forward to just being done with the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing on the Cliff front. Zip. Zilch. Nada. But I'm still fallen for him... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I leave on retreat tomorrow. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2757402694618171268?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2757402694618171268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2757402694618171268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2757402694618171268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2757402694618171268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/wewt-movie-tiem.html' title='wewt, movie tiem!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4691331627336569222</id><published>2008-01-15T17:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:22:21.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three days left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I see the glass as half full. You see the glass as something to hit people with."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best. Quote. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foods was a bicycle ride where I hit the curb. APUSH was a fiery train wreck of death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I totally did better on my physics exam than I thought I would. Take a guess, please. 65? 75?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;EIGHTY-FREAKING SEVEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finished my physics powerpoint, and there are three days left until retreat. I CAN DO THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4691331627336569222?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4691331627336569222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4691331627336569222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4691331627336569222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4691331627336569222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/three-days-left.html' title='three days left!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1954803212160057955</id><published>2008-01-14T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:01:37.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three down, five to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MIDTERMS SUCK. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PE was like floating down the Lazy River at Splash Lagoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geometry was a car crash with a seatbelt and airbags. (meaning, it wasn't bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Physics was a train wreck. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my predictions? APUSH will be another train wreck, Spanish will be a car crash with a seatbelt but no airbags, English will be floating down to earth like a feather, Foods will be a very &lt;em&gt;gentle&lt;/em&gt; car crash, and band will be... nothing. At all. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway. Five days until retreat. I CAN MAKE IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No time to write. Must study APUSH. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1954803212160057955?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1954803212160057955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1954803212160057955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1954803212160057955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1954803212160057955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/three-down-five-to-go.html' title='three down, five to go.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2916955655999450783</id><published>2008-01-13T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:15:48.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;too much stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fucking hate midterms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've been crying lately and I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2916955655999450783?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2916955655999450783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2916955655999450783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2916955655999450783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2916955655999450783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-5673707311818457879</id><published>2008-01-11T20:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T21:07:37.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tgif</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank God it's Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Midterms galore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll spend the weekend studying and doing physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*dies*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-5673707311818457879?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/5673707311818457879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=5673707311818457879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5673707311818457879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5673707311818457879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/tgif.html' title='tgif'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8432021475487636836</id><published>2008-01-10T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T20:37:46.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise! make up physics test!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I went to physics during band and finally made up my test... from before Christmas break... lmao. It wasn't bad, until I got to the end. We had to do an experiment thing, and "theoretical work"... I failed the theoretical part... and me and the other kid taking it, Matt, turned it in, then we were supposed to do the experiment together. I turned around to find him and HE WAS GONE. So I ran through the school looking for him, but this kid was GONE. I went back to physics and I said, "Miss B, be my partner. ) : ". And she did it! And gave me all this help. And I aced it. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, I made a video for Inari-chan of my room. Because I was bored as all hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My aunt, uncle, and grandma came over tonight to have cake and ice cream for my brother's birthday (three days ago... lol). We played foozeball downstairs. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;St. Lunatic High School is an adorable manga. And it's very readable- only two volumes. I haven't finished the second one yet, but I hope it's not like Yume Kira Dream Shoppe. YKDS was sooo kawaii, and I loved it to death, but there was only one! And it didn't even actually &lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt;. It was like she was going to write more, but didn't. ;.; I must ask Gaia. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all tonight! Ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8432021475487636836?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8432021475487636836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8432021475487636836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8432021475487636836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8432021475487636836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise-make-up-physics-test.html' title='surprise! make up physics test!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8748251398958215568</id><published>2008-01-09T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:16:09.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miiidterrrms and other shiz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Midterms are around the corner. ;.; Here's the setup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday, Jan 11 - phys ed (easy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday, Jan 14 - geometry (med) , physics (hard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tuesday, Jan 15 - foods (easy) , APUSH (hard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday, Jan 16 - spanish (med)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday, Jan 18 - band (easy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sigh* And on top of that, my physics book report is due on the 16th, I have a Spanish test on Friday, and I have to start working on an APUSH outline because the weekend I'd be working on it, I'll be away. AND my English midterm is a series of three essays that I can't do until I get my physics out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just have to repeat it to myself: retreat, retreat, retreat. Nine more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow I'm making chicken parmesean for dinner. We made it in foods today, and it was pretty good, if small. So I'm gonna do it tomorrow, before my aunt, uncle, and grandma come over. We're having cake and ice cream for my brother's birthday- he was twelve yesterday. D'oh, happy birthday oto-kun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's a lady who works at Borders at the mall, and I really like her. She's into anime, and she always talks to me about the manga I'm getting. I got the second and final St. Lunatic High School, and the second + Anima. She said that St. Lunatic's ends really well, and I'm already halfway done with it, lawls. And + Anima is just cool, kind of like an elemental thing, only the people have animal traits. Cooro = kawaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm watching Fresh Prince of BelAir. I love this show. xD Will Smith rocks my socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I got another magazine selling prom dresses. a) I am not going to prom because I don't have a date, b) how the hell did they know I'm a junior?, and c) those dresses are slutty and the models are NOT in high school. lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Injury update: my hand is fine now, though there's still a nasty bruise, but I banged my ankle on the bus this morning (while I was riding it, not literally ON it). No bruise, but it hurst like hell when I touch it. I thought for sure I'd be bleeding when I got to school. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There you go, a longer entry. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8748251398958215568?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8748251398958215568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8748251398958215568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8748251398958215568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8748251398958215568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/miiiidterrrrms.html' title='miiidterrrms and other shiz.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-3343392935436425604</id><published>2008-01-08T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:45:35.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going through one of my "depressed for no reason" phases. I have no idea what it is, but I just feel so down lately. I need something to perk me up. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank goodness the Living Stations retreat is coming up! That's a bright spot on the horizon. I'm looking forward to it. Unfortunately, before that, I have all my midterms. I always stress more over midterms than finals, because with finals, I take them and then I'm done for three months. I can relax. Not with midterms. ;.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another short entry. One of these days something significant WILL happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-3343392935436425604?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/3343392935436425604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=3343392935436425604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3343392935436425604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3343392935436425604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-we-go-again.html' title='here we go again...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4955845706364670946</id><published>2008-01-07T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:50:10.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ow! mah thumb. : (</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hurt my thumb in tae kwon do tonight. It hurts to type. :o I was holding a board for my friend to break, and she kicked and I didn't let go at the right time. It's right where... I don't know what it's called. The part of your hand that moves when you move only your thumb. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too tired. Need bed. I swear, I'll give a REAL post soon. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4955845706364670946?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4955845706364670946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4955845706364670946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4955845706364670946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4955845706364670946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/ow-mah-thumb.html' title='ow! mah thumb. : ('/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-603598205389347977</id><published>2008-01-06T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:14:58.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky lucky natsume~ &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it appears Kelly got to go on a date with a certain hot guy. xD I'm happy for her. I got plenty of details. Kelly's great, and she deserves to have a guy give her attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I selfish for thinking 'when is it my turn, damn it'? Probably. I'd just like to be happy for her and not think about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Short entry because I have to finish my physics. Nothing else happened today anyway, except for playing DDR at the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-603598205389347977?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/603598205389347977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=603598205389347977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/603598205389347977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/603598205389347977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/lucky-lucky-natsume-3.html' title='lucky lucky natsume~ &lt;3'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4005077922557197868</id><published>2008-01-05T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:22:11.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gackt = Sexmuffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/Gackt/Gackt-8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px" height="252" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/Gackt/Gackt-8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/Gackt/Gackt-8.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FOR SRS. How can anyone look at this and not think "HAWT" (except for boys, who should think "I WISH I LOOKED LIKE THAT")?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right, they can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, I've been obsessing over Gackt lately. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, I think I like &lt;em&gt;Sakurasou&lt;/em&gt; best. Most of it is him going "La, la, laaaa..." BUT HE DOES IT SO HAWT. It's like... "Gackt is singing me a lullaby!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to find more piccus of him smiling. 'Cause he's even hotter when he smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I hate the girls who are with him in the commercials he does... especially the Body-Love one. (not sure what Body-Love is, but she's with him and he has his shirt off D:) I NEED HIS SWEET LOVING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't tell anyone but Gackt is hotter than Cliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4005077922557197868?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4005077922557197868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4005077922557197868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4005077922557197868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4005077922557197868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/gackt-sexmuffin.html' title='Gackt = Sexmuffin'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/Gackt/th_Gackt-8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8825299138151118859</id><published>2008-01-04T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:53:06.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, ma'am, have crossed the line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm used to Maggie Deitrich making fun of me. But you know what really gets me mad? When she makes fun of my best friend. I seriously could have shot her during lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Does she get some sort of sick high off of making people feel inferior? She must. Because I can't see any other reason to do it. I've finally found a fault with Cliff: he manages to be friends with such a cruel person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And speaking of Cliff, Kelly said she doesn't hate him anymore. I asked her why, and she grinned and said "Because I saw him flirting with Kaitlyn!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Way to cheer me up, Kel. Way. To. Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8825299138151118859?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8825299138151118859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8825299138151118859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8825299138151118859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8825299138151118859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-maam-have-crossed-line.html' title='you, ma&apos;am, have crossed the line.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-863910046819787682</id><published>2008-01-03T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:08:33.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... that sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I finally got to see Cliff. How great that was. I didn't actually talk to him; I was too nervous. He was so cute today, too... and the talk about Lisa and Chase making out and Molly and Trevor making out is not helping! It's like.... "Yes, I know I fail at life, I know I have no chance with a guy, thanks for reminding me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My NYR didn't work out too well. I couldn't say a word. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watched a video and did a whole freaking lab about &lt;em&gt;washing my hands&lt;/em&gt; in foods. I AM OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW HOW TO WASH MY HANDS. *glare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Piano lesson tonight that I'm not ready for. APUSH now. Ughhh. My first day back is SUCKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-863910046819787682?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/863910046819787682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=863910046819787682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/863910046819787682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/863910046819787682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-sucks.html' title='... that sucks.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8975664171106268970</id><published>2008-01-02T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:40:35.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of break... ;.;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So tomorrow I have to go back to school. Uuuugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dad sort of got rid of my fears about taxes. He said since I make so little money I might even get some back. Possible a sizeable amount. o.O Schweetness, nah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My mom and I had a huge fight tonight. It was stupid, too- I told her 'no' about getting rid of some of my stuff, and she started screaming in my face. It was awful, and now I feel like some bitchy little teenager. Ugh. &gt;.&gt; I would elaborate, but I'm tired and I don't feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just realized this post is coming about twenty minutes until I'd be missing my entry for the second day. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I get to see Cliff tomorrow. I'm so excited! Along with Masame-chan, Chase, Gabbie, Molly, and all those other people I didn't get to see over break... xD Yays! But it's at school, which sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uuuugh, tired. Off for today. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(oh and i kneeeeeew my posts wouldn't stay long, lolz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8975664171106268970?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8975664171106268970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8975664171106268970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8975664171106268970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8975664171106268970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-day-of-break.html' title='last day of break... ;.;'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-938313080155590494</id><published>2008-01-01T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:25:41.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>akemashite omedetou gozaimasu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy New Year! I'm kind of glad to see 2007 go. Here's to hoping that 2008 will be ten times better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I've turned to the first page on my new FullMetal Alchemist calendar, and that reminds me... I need some New Year's Resolutions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Stop procrastinating! Procrastination is BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Get a backbone. Stop cowering in the corner and have some self-confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Write in the blog every day, when possible. (The only exceptions are retreats and such without Internet access)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, let's hope I can keep those. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a wonderful Christmas, and this first post of the new year is coming to you from my brand new laptop! It's mainly for schoolwork, and it's nothing expensive, but I love it all the same. I only have one more day before I have to go back to school, and it will probably be spent doing my homework, but I had a great break- I got to spend a lot of time with Sakura-chan (movies, mall, my house, her house) and I saw a bunch of my friends at the New Year's Eve party last night. We had such a blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't want to go back to school, but I do miss my friends that I haven't seen- Masame, Kasai, Gabbie, Reanna, Olivia. I also miss Cliff. Huh. I guess my second NYR (New Year's Resolution) requires me to talk to him a bit more, doesn't it? Maybe I'll step up and start some friendly conversation. I would like that very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got a few new games for Christmas, and some I bought myself. Magical Starsign (DS) and Zelda: Phantom Hourglass (DS) are absolutely amazing! I went out and bought the Harry Potter OotP for my DS, and it rather sucks. Don't buy it. I also bought NiGHTS Journey of Dreams for the Wii, and it's a lot of fun, though hard! I finally got out of the forest temple in Zelda: Twilight Princess, thanks to Sakura-chan, and now I'm in the fire temple. That boss didn't look too hard when she did it. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are several things on my mind that are worrying me. Here they are, listed from least worrying to OMG HALP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. piano lesson Thursday that I haven't practiced for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. physics book report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. SATs that I still haven't registered for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. TAXES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've never paid taxes before. I'm a little worried. What if I screwed up? That would be horrible! My boss takes my taxes out of my paycheck, but not on my tips. I'm kinda nervous. &lt;.&lt; &gt;.&gt; But I think I'll be able to handle everything else. I have Katie to help me with my book report, and we'll probably end up going through the SATs together too. I can do it! *chin up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm also going to be able to test for my orange belt soon in tae kwon do. I won't be there for the actual testing, since I'm going on the Living Stations retreat (yay!), but I'll do makeup testing. I'm pretty sure I'll do all right, for my first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, Living Stations retreat! I'm so excited! It's a weekend at the St. Joseph Retreat Center in Greensburg, for the youth group at my church. It's so much fun! There's no Internet access and no TV or anything, but I like it. It's like... a break. Let's forget everything that's going on and go up to the retreat center for a week, playing Extreme Spoons in the Long Dark Hallway of Death. There's a talent show every year, and everyone has to do &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;, since we all have a gift. I need to think of something... I was going to sing, but I'm too nervous. Maybe that's NYR #2 again. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all for now. I wonder if all of my posts this year will be this long? Probably not. Ah, well. I hope you all are looking forward to the New Year, and I hope that when I say "you all" I'm not talking to my imaginary audience! Thanks for reading, and I hope you stick with me through '08! Domo arigatou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS- how d'you like the new layout? Not that it takes much creativity to pick one off the page. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-938313080155590494?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/938313080155590494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=938313080155590494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/938313080155590494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/938313080155590494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2008/01/akemashite-omedetou-gozaimasu.html' title='akemashite omedetou gozaimasu!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-7065188747778343555</id><published>2007-12-23T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:44:00.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it can be Christmas time now please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kthx, bai nao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um, no, wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm finally, finally, finally on break! And even though Friday was our last day of school, mine only starts tomorrow (Monday) because I've been cleaning/working all weekend. But we are DONE and it's time for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So. On the last day of classes, KK had us do an assembly for the highschool. Band played a couple songs, jazz band kicked it ('cause we rock like that), then band and chorus sang a song together- "Let Heaven and Nature Sing". I like that song. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But. There's always a but.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaitlyn had a solo. That's not why I'm upset, she has a great voice, I think she sounds awesome. x.x Cliff was sitting three rows back, and I was watching him the whole time. I kinda wish I wasn't, because when Kaitlyn got up to sing her solo, he looked at her like... "wow". He had this smile on his face and his eyes were so... amazing... and he was looking at her like she was an angel or something. I couldn't finish the song because I started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHY IS IT HER AND HANNAH AND NOT ME? UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a lighter note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wait, there is no lighter note yet. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll post again when I find a lighter note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-7065188747778343555?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/7065188747778343555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=7065188747778343555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7065188747778343555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7065188747778343555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-it-can-be-christmas-time-now-please.html' title='Is it can be Christmas time now please?'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8287594122885298044</id><published>2007-12-12T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:49:35.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf, vegetables feel pain...</title><content type='html'>Um, yeah, really random, but what the hell. This is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbspot.com/News/2003/08/plant_pain.html"&gt;http://www.bbspot.com/News/2003/08/plant_pain.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently plants feel pain... the corn bit made me laugh, 'cause there is a shitload of corn around here and it doesn't move... but whatever. What are the vegans going to do now, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I talked to Cliff a bit just now. He got hurt at the basketball game last night and I was asking him what happened and stuffs. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8287594122885298044?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8287594122885298044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8287594122885298044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8287594122885298044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8287594122885298044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/12/wtf-vegetables-feel-pain.html' title='wtf, vegetables feel pain...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1526766187546214764</id><published>2007-12-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T18:32:11.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, wewt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy December! And, um... yeah. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two stripes on my white belt in tae kwon do, whoot! And I saw Steve and Jeremy at youth group tonight. We watched Bleach on Steve's iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yeah. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1526766187546214764?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1526766187546214764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1526766187546214764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1526766187546214764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1526766187546214764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/12/um-wewt.html' title='Um, wewt?'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8822291021631561535</id><published>2007-11-27T03:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T03:34:01.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, it's what you do to me...</title><content type='html'>Another Cliff dream. At least I get to see him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't you know my iPod woke me up with "Hey There Delilah"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8822291021631561535?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8822291021631561535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8822291021631561535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8822291021631561535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8822291021631561535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-its-what-you-do-to-me.html' title='Oh, it&apos;s what you do to me...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2540962909815811296</id><published>2007-11-26T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T15:35:28.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate obsession.</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is turning into a regular old Cliff blog, isn't it? I swear I'll stop obsessing long enough to talk about other stuff... eventually... not that anyone reads this anyway. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I actually put him out of my mind and I was actually going to do my APUSH essay... but "Hey There Delilah" was playing on my iPod. See, it always skips on my iPod 'cause I downloaded it and it messes up at "none of them" and "the world", but in my dream it was playing on my iPod, and we were talking at Barnes and Noble, and it got really climatic and then the song didn't skip. So I won't download a new version that doesn't skip because it's like... my thing. So lame, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it made me start thinking about him and I'm kinda happy... because I get to see all my friends tomorrow, and I get to see him even though he probably won't talk to me... but I just like watching him. He's so nice to everyone and he's so cute when he laughs... and it makes me feel all warm inside even if he's not even talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you all wanted to know that, my non-existant cyber audience. One of these days I WILL make an entire update without mentioning Cliff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jessica at work said that if I don't talk to him by tomorrow, she's stealing me and she and April are going to take me to the mall, teach me how to do my hair cool, and help me pick out some clothes. I don't know whether that's an insult or not, but at least they want to help... so I'll have to talk to him, because I don't have the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$ &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2540962909815811296?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2540962909815811296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2540962909815811296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2540962909815811296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2540962909815811296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-obsession.html' title='I hate obsession.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-3814904603433633523</id><published>2007-11-26T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:10:14.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You Know</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I wrote this. Because I haven't seen him in ages and I can't stop thinking about him. Laugh if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she adores you,&lt;br /&gt;and she can't help daydreaming of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she has a fool's heart,&lt;br /&gt;and she's still waiting for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that when you speak,&lt;br /&gt;she listens even when you're not talking to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that when you smile,&lt;br /&gt;she has butterflies for days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that her heartbeat quickens,&lt;br /&gt;and all you have to do is look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she's afraid to speak,&lt;br /&gt;because she's afraid you don't know her name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she feels alone,&lt;br /&gt;even with all of her friends around her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she still keeps her feelings,&lt;br /&gt;while she knows that she doesn't have a chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that you're in her mind,&lt;br /&gt;because maybe you're supposed to be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that she's terrified to lose you,&lt;br /&gt;even though you were never hers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're such a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know she loves you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-3814904603433633523?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/3814904603433633523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=3814904603433633523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3814904603433633523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3814904603433633523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-you-know.html' title='Don&apos;t You Know'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-7984656250419970111</id><published>2007-11-26T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T10:17:21.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hero Comes Home - Beowulf</title><content type='html'>Out of the mist of history he'll come again&lt;br /&gt;Sailing on ships across the sea to a wounded nation&lt;br /&gt;Signs of a savior and fire on the water&lt;br /&gt;It's what we prayed for, one of our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait though wide he may roam&lt;br /&gt;Always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;He goes where no one has gone&lt;br /&gt;But always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the heart of darkness sparks a dream of light&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by hopelessness he finds the will to fight&lt;br /&gt;There's no surrender, always remember&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't end here, we're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait though wide he may roam&lt;br /&gt;Always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;He goes where no one has gone&lt;br /&gt;But always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he will come back on a crimson tide&lt;br /&gt;Dead or alive&lt;br /&gt;And even though we know the bridge has burned&lt;br /&gt;He will return... He will return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wait though wide he may roam&lt;br /&gt;Always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;He knows of places unknown&lt;br /&gt;But always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday he may carve his stone&lt;br /&gt;The hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes and comes back alone&lt;br /&gt;But always a hero comes home&lt;br /&gt;Just wait though wide he may roam&lt;br /&gt;Always a hero come home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-7984656250419970111?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/7984656250419970111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=7984656250419970111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7984656250419970111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7984656250419970111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/hero-comes-home-beowulf.html' title='A Hero Comes Home - Beowulf'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2324893027622287830</id><published>2007-11-20T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:36:41.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy love sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Am I pathetic, or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been trying not to think about Cliff too much, since it only makes me kinda sad, since I know I don't have a chance... but I can't help it! I've dreamed about him for the past few nights- nothing bad, just us hanging out, talking... one where we met at Barnes and Noble. All I want to do is be around him, and have him like me, but I clam up whenever I'm near him and I can't think of anything to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I heard that even though he likes Caitlyn, he's not going to ask her out. I'm kind of glad about that. It means my hopes aren't totally crushed. But Maggie and Courtney and a bunch of other girls who hate me are all over him... I can't get in edgewise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's to being completely smitten, but not standing a chance.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2324893027622287830?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2324893027622287830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2324893027622287830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2324893027622287830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2324893027622287830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/puppy-love-sucks.html' title='Puppy love sucks.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1971072482427525202</id><published>2007-11-14T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:28:07.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyone who knows me knows I'm against abortion. For English, we're doing a project about a controversial trial. My group did Roe v. Wade, the one that made abortion legal in the United States. Part of the project involved writing a closing argument for either the defense or the prosecution, and I got stuck with the prosecution (being Roe, for abortion). I hated the idea of supporting something I was against, so I decided to pretend to be a stupid, heartless bastard. I was going to find a picture of a human fetus and hold it up, and be all... "Does this look like  a human being to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I found my picture. And it made me cry. I'm not going to post it here, but follow the link, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abort73.com/HTML/AbortionPictures/images/abortion-09-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.abort73.com/HTML/AbortionPictures/images/abortion-09-03.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the little organs? The hands and feet? That's the life that didn't get a chance to blossom. PWNED, Roe betches. Respect life, damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I don't care what you tell me- that's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1971072482427525202?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1971072482427525202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1971072482427525202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1971072482427525202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1971072482427525202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/abortion.html' title='Abortion'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-6199534162470281549</id><published>2007-11-14T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:59:28.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNo Creature Info</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, now that my novel has totally changed its... theme type thing... I have some strange creatures that are becoming involved. Here's some info about them, straight from my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cursed&lt;/strong&gt;- The race of sentient Chimeras. As a people, they are generally good at disguise. They are well-known for their messenger system. They have no defining religion, but gladly adapt those of others. Their government is a democracy that is non-functional. They exist as servants to another race. A great doom awaits them, and they are all too aware of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cairn-&lt;/strong&gt; The spindly race. They have silky hair and often tie things like feathers into it. They have eyes that change color constantly. When they die, they actually turn into another kind of creature. Their government is a plutocracy. Once slaves, they overthrew their masters and rule their realm now. &lt;em&gt;(Lucian’s friend who still needs a name)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desert Halfling-&lt;/strong&gt; This race evolved in a desert region.  The race has vestigial eyes and horse-like ears.  Physically, this race posesses degenerated agility and unearthly health.  The race is known for their empathy and their republican government (yay!). &lt;em&gt;(Irra)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I swear... I will post an excerpt soon... promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-6199534162470281549?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/6199534162470281549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=6199534162470281549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/6199534162470281549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/6199534162470281549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/nano-creature-info.html' title='NaNo Creature Info'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4642976260716119935</id><published>2007-11-11T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:51:51.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>In my NaNo frenzy, I keep forgetting about my blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've almost hit 20k on my novel, horray! And there are sky pirates. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a new hangout thread on Gaia to direct you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/friends-chat/oxx-pirates-in-the-sky-a-hangout-thread/t.34661117/"&gt;http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/friends-chat/oxx-pirates-in-the-sky-a-hangout-thread/t.34661117/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy Veteran's Day. Yay for our soldiers! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4642976260716119935?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4642976260716119935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4642976260716119935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4642976260716119935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4642976260716119935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-572031754204401505</id><published>2007-11-07T19:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:10:53.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo Ate My Soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not much going on. NaNoWriMo ate my soul. Word count is 14,402 as of 10:05 PM on day seven. Week one's over, and I think I can already feel the slogs of week two heading my way... time to batten down the hatches, or, as they would say in my novel, batten down the zeppelin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promised an excerpt, didn't I? Even though no one reads this, I'll make good on my promise. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing going on with Cliff. Hardly any contact whatsoever. Maybe I should just give up... but I can't help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stuck singing that stupid song that everyone seems to like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey there, Delilah, what's it like in New York City?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm 1000 miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-572031754204401505?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/572031754204401505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=572031754204401505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/572031754204401505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/572031754204401505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/nanowrimo-ate-my-soul.html' title='NaNoWriMo Ate My Soul.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4678067996102137749</id><published>2007-11-07T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:04:52.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There Delilah, Plain White T's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;What's it like in New York City?&lt;br /&gt;I'm 1000 miles away&lt;br /&gt;But tonight you look so pretty&lt;br /&gt;Yes you do&lt;br /&gt;Times Square can't shine as bright as you&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry about the distance&lt;br /&gt;I'm right there if you get lonely&lt;br /&gt;Give this song another listen&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my voice, it's my disguise&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I know times are getting hard&lt;br /&gt;But just believe me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar&lt;br /&gt;We'll have it good&lt;br /&gt;We'll have the life we knew we would&lt;br /&gt;My word is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much left to say&lt;br /&gt;If every simple song I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Would take your breath away&lt;br /&gt;I'd write it all&lt;br /&gt;Even more in love with me you'd fall&lt;br /&gt;We'd have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk to you if I had no other way&lt;br /&gt;Our friends would all make fun of us&lt;br /&gt;And we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;br /&gt;That none of them have felt this way&lt;br /&gt;Delilah I can promise you&lt;br /&gt;That by the time we get through&lt;br /&gt;The world will never ever be the same&lt;br /&gt;And you're to blame&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey there Delilah&lt;br /&gt;You be good and don't you miss me&lt;br /&gt;Two more years and you'll be done with school&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be making history like I do&lt;br /&gt;You'll know it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;We can do whatever we want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Delilah here's to you&lt;br /&gt;This ones for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;What you do to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4678067996102137749?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4678067996102137749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4678067996102137749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4678067996102137749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4678067996102137749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-there-delilah-plain-white-ts.html' title='Hey There Delilah, Plain White T&apos;s'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1081346408152836240</id><published>2007-11-02T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T06:43:33.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Go!: NaNoWriMo '07 has begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right, guys, yesterday was the beginning of National Novel Writing Month. I'm determined to get my 1667 words a day, and I got a bit of a headstart with over 3000 yesterday. Remember those little updates I had about possible plots? Well, I scrapped them all. I'm writing a steampunk adventure novel. It looks pretty good, and once I get to an exciting part I'll post a little bit to let you read it. Maybe. &gt;.&gt; &lt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the downside, I got sick at the Toilet Bowl last night (the tb is the game we play in every year for sucking so badly during the regular season, and it's always on a Thursday). I was throwing up a lot, and I didn't go to school again. I still feel like I'm gonna puke, but at least I have time to work on my novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish me luck, and good luck to my fellow Wrimos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1081346408152836240?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1081346408152836240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1081346408152836240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1081346408152836240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1081346408152836240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/11/ready-set-go-nanowrimo-07-has-begun.html' title='Ready, Set, Go!: NaNoWriMo &apos;07 has begun!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2902189534710271174</id><published>2007-10-26T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:10:59.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Update of Super Hugeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, it has been a long time since I've posted. Probably because I've just been feeling too down to bother writing to a non-existant audience. Remember that whole depression thing that started at a football game a while ago? Well, it's still around... and it resurfaces just when I let my guard down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take today for example. It was an all right day, compared to how things have been going. We had an assembly- sort of a rip off of the gameshow Power of 10- and Cliff was one of the hosts. He was funny and cute, as usual, and I was rather enjoying myself. I don't remember how it was relevant, but somehow Cliff was saying, "I think of everyone as my friend." I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't want anyone thinking that I'm being all lame about liking Cliff. I know I don't have a chance, and normally I wouldn't get so upset. I think it's just that, on top of everything else that's been happening. I got used to having Chris to talk to, but now that we're not dating anymore, I don't have anyone. Cliff just amazes me so much because I had no idea a guy could be like that- nice and funny and smart and polite- like the amazing guys that every normal girl envisions in her head, minus the British accent. What's been happening lately? Well, let me recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my mother has fallen to pieces. My dad has no time for me, too preoccupied with my brother. My mom's side of the family thinks I'm some sort of awful teenager because my mom lies to them about me. I'm realizing that the things I thought I was good at- piano, band, singing, writing- I'm not very good at at all. I'm not nearly as close with my friends anymore, and it seems like they all have someone they talk to or like or hang out with more than me. My grades aren't anywhere near where they should be. I haven't been eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part? The loneliness hasn't gone away, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like there's an empty spot in the pit of my stomach. I've been crying a lot lately, at the most random times, for no reason at all. The slightest thing can set me off anymore. I don't want to go and be social and do things with people because I'm afraid I'm going to be rejected. Don't get me wrong, I'm not becoming anti-social or depressed or anything. At least, I hope not. I've been praying, but it doesn't seem to be helping any. And today when I started crying in the auditorium, I felt like the world's biggest loser. So many people have it worse than me. If you asked anyone else, there isn't even anything going on in my life that should have me this upset. I don't know what it is, and I want it to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side? Halloween is coming. Maybe my favorite holiday will cheer me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2902189534710271174?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2902189534710271174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2902189534710271174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2902189534710271174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2902189534710271174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-update-of-super-hugeness.html' title='Long Update of Super Hugeness'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-5273016938484721699</id><published>2007-10-10T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:51:27.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a teen again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After ages of having no life at all, I feel like a teenager again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miki, Sara and I went up to the mall on Monday since we had the day off of school, and we had so much fun! We were basically just window shopping, except for in Borders and Game Stop. I got another volume of manga and the My Sims game for my Nintendo DS. Awesome game, and Miki got it too. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss hanging out with my friends like that. "Hey, I'm bored, let's go to the mall!" It makes me feel normal, and I'm gonna make it a point to do it again soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In other news... I had to work last night, and Jordan showed up to eat with his family. The cook asked me if he was my boyfriend, and I said no, I was his section leader. "You're his SEX LEADER?!" @_@ It was a little embarrassing, but whatever, I don't care! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We did our Catcher in the Rye skits in English today (I don't think I explained about that, we were supposed to defend the book in a school board meeting). When we wrote ours, I thought it was funny, but I don't think people liked it. ;.; Maura, Reanna, Emily, and Leanna said they liked it though, so that's cool. ^_^ Cliff's group was amazing... basically because he was in it. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, that's about it for now. Needless to say, I'm feeling a little better these days even though I have a cold. Kinda mentally better, ya know? Yes, better mood now. Much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-5273016938484721699?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/5273016938484721699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=5273016938484721699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5273016938484721699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5273016938484721699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-like-teen-again.html' title='I feel like a teen again!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-8264632519436424741</id><published>2007-10-07T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T19:29:57.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ugh, this sucks. My voice is all but gone for some reason, I have a big project I have to finish for APUSH, and there's an orthodontist appointment tomorrow. There was something I wanted to update about, but I don't remember what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Penguins won last night, yay, but Steelers won today, boo. Too tired and too crappy-feeling to update anymore. Ciao. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-8264632519436424741?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/8264632519436424741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=8264632519436424741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8264632519436424741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/8264632519436424741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/under-weather.html' title='Under the weather...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-61334241701900297</id><published>2007-10-06T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:33:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess I'll have to live with lonesome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been a long time, been a long time, been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, there is something seriously messed up going on. My cousin Jason's wedding was today. It was amazing- Laurel, his fiance- well, wife now!- looked beautiful, I got to be with my little cousin Caleb and my older cousin Amy, it was in this big old house that made me want to crawl upstairs into one of the turret rooms and write. But for some reason, it made me feel excruciatingly lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it happened last night, too. I felt kinda down all night... and I feel bad for Jordan, because I was extremely untalkative... and then (I feel like some sort of snobby person saying this) Cliff came into the stands to say goodbye to Kaitlyn. I saw him, with his hat on backwards and this grin on his face, and my stomach sort of dived. And when he walked away, I felt really sad and I cried a little... lame, I know... and I felt really, really lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is it with me?! I shouldn't be lonely... I have amazing friends, and my dad, and even my brother hasn't been too bad lately. It's not like I have a bad life, or like no one talks to me. I have no right to feel all down on myself! But I can't help it... I keep getting this feeling in my chest that makes me want to cry. It hurts, but not actual physical pain, you know? I don't know why... and if anyone at all is reading this, please don't think I'm going into a depression or that I'm whining or trying to get attention. Nothing is wrong at all, which is why I don't know why I feel this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, to keep this from being all about me- Jason and Laurel, have a great life together! I love you both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm gonna cry some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I'm gonna lay here and die some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All because I know there ain't no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby if I can't live with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess I'll have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Live with lonesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-61334241701900297?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/61334241701900297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=61334241701900297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/61334241701900297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/61334241701900297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-ill-have-to-live-with-lonesome.html' title='Guess I&apos;ll have to live with lonesome...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2661196423119473145</id><published>2007-10-04T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T17:29:39.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw, shoot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... I gave in. My idea consists of a history major college student, a modern-day Indiana Jones type figure, and a ninja- yes, there will be a ninja- taking on the mysteries of the past- the Roanoke colony, Stonehenge, the Easter Island heads, the Sphinx's paw, etc. They will be linked somehow, I swear- but I'm trying not to plan that out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I lost. But now I'm even more pumped than before. Time to break out my NaNoWriMo handbook! Remember, guys, Chocolate_Caramel_Pecan. Don't be a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2661196423119473145?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2661196423119473145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2661196423119473145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2661196423119473145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2661196423119473145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/aw-shoot.html' title='Aw, shoot.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-3532848146360521804</id><published>2007-10-04T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:06:11.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not thinking is harder than I thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After last year's NaNoWriMo, which ended in disaster- well, in me not finishing my story- I promised myself that I would do no planning whatsoever this year. See, last year I overplanned, got too nitpicky, and cared a LOT about what I was writing. Using Jakkin, my oldest, best, and favorite character, was a bad move, too. I also promised several people that they could read it when I was done. &gt;.&gt; &lt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's harder than you might think not to start planning! I have so many ideas, but if I pick one, I'll start working on it in my head, which is a bad idea. NaNo is supposed to be gone into with nothing but a blank Word document and lots of caffeine. I will not give in! Hopefully this string of creativity will continue all through November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;27 days until NaNoWriMo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-3532848146360521804?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/3532848146360521804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=3532848146360521804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3532848146360521804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3532848146360521804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-thinking-is-harder-than-i-thought.html' title='Not thinking is harder than I thought...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-3389813884670427549</id><published>2007-10-03T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T18:39:46.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo Signups! Duh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I totally totally forgot- what comes with Oktoberfest is signups for NaNoWriMo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um, translation- National Novel Writing Month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The goal is... well, I'll just post a link to their little about thingy at the end of my post. If you decide to sign up- and please, please do, if anyone is reading this- send me a message. My username is Chocolate_Caramel_Pecan, after the caffeinated drink I will be pumping into myself during November. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano"&gt;http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me a message!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-3389813884670427549?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/3389813884670427549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=3389813884670427549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3389813884670427549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3389813884670427549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/nanowrimo-signups-duh.html' title='NaNoWriMo Signups! Duh!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-6555098426996824333</id><published>2007-10-02T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:24:05.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is the Mindfreak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u37/AmberLynn2010_92/CRISS%20ANGEL/crissangel17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u37/AmberLynn2010_92/CRISS%20ANGEL/crissangel17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, this guy pwns. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criss Angel is going to try to dematerialize before a crazy, wild-ass bull gores him. I love this guy- he's an illusionist, and he's absolutely amazing! Seriously, look him up on Youtube. I have no idea how he does this stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heehee, he looks so cute with his cowboy hat on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My favorite stunt of his has got to be Oasis, way back in the first season of his show, Mindfreak. He was submerged in a tank for a few days, open on display to the public of New York. With the crowd gathered around, the tank suddenly burst into bubbles, everyone screamed... and out pops Criss Angel, in completely different, dry clothes, on top of a truck, shouting and making heads turn. Honestly, it's so awesome! It was one continual shot, too... and there were so many people there... he's definately amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His show is on Tuesdays at 10:00, on A&amp;amp;E. Watch it. Be amazed. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-6555098426996824333?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/6555098426996824333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=6555098426996824333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/6555098426996824333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/6555098426996824333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-is-mindfreak.html' title='He is the Mindfreak!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u37/AmberLynn2010_92/CRISS%20ANGEL/th_crissangel17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4070876678608681724</id><published>2007-10-02T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:11:24.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Carmel Pecan... Yum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Definately my new favorite drink, topped only by Bawls, which surpasses all beverages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I have a long-term goal... I want to save up for a laptop. With the rate I'm making money off of tips, I can probably get one before I have to start paying car insurance. My parents like the idea because I can use it for college... I like the idea because I can take it with me, do what I want with it, and put all of my info on it instead of not being able to do ANYTHING on my dad's. Unfortunately, BestBuy.com is not cooperating and won't let me look at anything, so I can't be a good little nerd and research- oh, nevermind, here we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*theme music while Tai browses Best Buy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M'kay, here's what I'm looking at... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=8308501&amp;amp;productCategoryId=abcat0502004&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;tab=1&amp;amp;id=1173577949689"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="106" alt="" src="http://images.bestbuy.com/BestBuy_US/images/products/8308/8308501_rc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;-- clicketh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took me a really long time to make that hyperlink... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So if anyone knows anything about laptop computers, please comment and let me know how that seems to you. I'm gonna call my computer nerd- er- the computer guy who fixes our main computer, and probably the Geek Squad too. The Geek Squad is my best friend. They helped me when my PS2 died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, Criss Angel is on. I shall post about his awesome deeds later. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:fnHardlineProductView("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:fnHardlineProductView("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4070876678608681724?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4070876678608681724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4070876678608681724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4070876678608681724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4070876678608681724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/chocolate-carmel-pecan-yum.html' title='Chocolate Carmel Pecan... Yum!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-5375504239058947931</id><published>2007-10-01T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:47:14.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Oktoberfest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay, October! My favorite month of the year! I just love it, because all of the leaves start to turn and it's chilly enough to wear a jacket and there's apple cider and Halloween of course! Yes, I still dress up and trick-or-treat... come on, free candy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;APUSH free response essay... yawn... it's nine-thirty and I'm still not done with it, but I just have to blab on about a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sean Hannity pwns. Seriously. I think he's my favorite alternative news talkshow host person thing, except for maybe Glenn Beck. He's talking about how suckish it would be if Hillary Clinton became president. Personally, I agree with Tinker: one of the girls in my all-female AP class may become the first female president, because he hopes to God we don't get the first one next year. Yay for the Stop Hillary Campaign! :-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, the latest crap Ms Clinton is dealing out? Let's give $5,000 to every child born, so they will have money from college! Hm, I wonder where that money will come from... MORE TAXES! And, let's see, while we're at it, let's &lt;strong&gt;take&lt;/strong&gt; the profit from the oil companies and spend it on other stupid stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, I hate that woman. I hate her so. We need a Republican in office who will say "Screw you, liberals, I'm in charge so I'm gonna damn well do what WE want! Illegal immigrants, SCRAM. Get the damn fence built already! Let's go drill in the Pacific ocean- environmentalists, STFU. The paper said a bad thing about me? Oh, boo hoo. I'm sure I'll live." If only Bush would do that, he'd be pwnsome. I shudder to think what would happen if Hillary got into office... "It takes a village, blah blah blah..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honestly, people... who can honestly want that woman as president? I find it hard to believe that a majority of the country will vote for her... there can't be &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; many stupid people in the conutry, can there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Damn it, Hillary, we haven't even finished cleaning up after Bill yet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CURSE YOU, CLINTONS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-5375504239058947931?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/5375504239058947931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=5375504239058947931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5375504239058947931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5375504239058947931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-oktoberfest.html' title='Happy Oktoberfest!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-277555972035550825</id><published>2007-09-30T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:26:43.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best. Movie. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"What's up, my nigga?" Jackie Chan = amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The rents and my brother are at church, and I don't go until later, so I have the house to myself. I'm dead tired... I had to work last night and it was pretty busy. I also had some of that chocolate-vanilla-pecan cuppaccino they sell, and I think I'm addicted. Very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not much going on today, just Life Teen. And hunting around on Gaia for a half-decent roleplay. Total boredom. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyone else went ice skating yesterday, while I was stuck working. Apparently the Ice Guard looks good this year. ^.^ I have to go next week... they sent me pics and it made me kinda sad that I was missing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So bored. Nothing to write. Uuuuugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-277555972035550825?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/277555972035550825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=277555972035550825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/277555972035550825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/277555972035550825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/rush-hour.html' title='Rush Hour'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-7821310344969154697</id><published>2007-09-29T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T05:30:09.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright and Early With an APUSH Outline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That's right, there's one due Monday. And I have to work tonight, so I'd better try and get it done. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, Bulldogs lost the game last night... predictably. They were up 22-0 at halftime, and then through a series of events that I don't understand (I don't like nor understand football), they came out 22-22, and lost in overtime. I guess I should start pretending to like football, because still more people are pissed at me over my lack of excitement about the game. Cliff wasn't there, either- I guess he only does home games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apparently my mother was really mad about something I did last night... so it'd be in my best interest to get out of the house. My dad's doing some stuff later- just general stuff, bank, home depot, etc.- and I want to go with him, but I have this stupid outline that I should be doing right now. It won't be an excuse for my mother, to get out of chores and listening to her yell at me, so what's the point? I think I'm gonna go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Feel like crap. Tired and achy. Better not feel this way when I go to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-7821310344969154697?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/7821310344969154697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=7821310344969154697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7821310344969154697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7821310344969154697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/bright-and-early-with-apush-outline.html' title='Bright and Early With an APUSH Outline'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-4489187722877326564</id><published>2007-09-28T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T05:25:56.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6:20 in the morning... ugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's see, what's on the agenda for today...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4Sight tests, that's what! ;.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupid bubble tests. We'll take them at least five times this year, and they are &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; important, no matter what Staub says. We never even see our results! Stupid state-issued tests... so no first through fifth period, which defeats the joy of a) not having block scheduling today and b) having a half day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do get to have physics, though, and I'm not just glad about that because Cliff is in it! We probably won't have time to do anything, since the class will only be about twenty minutes long, but Wargo amuses me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Other than that, football game at Mowhawk today, and I of course have to go with the band... I wonder if Cliff is going, since he's the mascot? Eh, well, even if he did he probably wouldn't talk to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, at least Miki and I will be able to do our thing on the bus ride home... meaning using iPods/cell phone for microphones and sing as loud as we possibly can. Whether we're on key or not is up to fate. ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-4489187722877326564?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/4489187722877326564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=4489187722877326564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4489187722877326564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/4489187722877326564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/620-in-morning-ugh.html' title='6:20 in the morning... ugh...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-3734028565413218876</id><published>2007-09-27T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:00:03.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Out</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of grace with the world&lt;br /&gt;They say I've lost my &lt;strong&gt;midas touch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turned to &lt;strong&gt;gold&lt;/strong&gt; now turns to &lt;em&gt;rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of line with all the stars&lt;br /&gt;That flood my dreams with their &lt;strong&gt;guitars &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Face down&lt;/strong&gt; this carpet tastes like coffee grounds&lt;br /&gt;Ground into my &lt;em&gt;face now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every angle's covered with just another &lt;em&gt;(band-aid)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of style with the current way things are&lt;br /&gt;The things that make conforming hard&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of control and you &lt;strong&gt;just can't stop me now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll &lt;strong&gt;fight&lt;/strong&gt; as long as time allows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here &lt;em&gt;way beyond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A &lt;em&gt;shadow&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;of a doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm never &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of favor with &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't think &lt;em&gt;twice &lt;/em&gt;or even &lt;em&gt;three times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About taking a &lt;em&gt;gamble&lt;/em&gt; with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause with my life you have been &lt;strong&gt;so kind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take &lt;strong&gt;all my comfort&lt;/strong&gt; from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here &lt;strong&gt;way beyond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;shadow &lt;/em&gt;of a &lt;strong&gt;doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And I know I'm never &lt;em&gt;falling out&lt;/em&gt; of favor with &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-3734028565413218876?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/3734028565413218876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=3734028565413218876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3734028565413218876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/3734028565413218876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/falling-out.html' title='Falling Out'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-874658019673494800</id><published>2007-09-27T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:04:04.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How convenient!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/ICONATOR_82932f49b71163789c2a539eeb.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Does this sum me up lately, or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/ICONATOR_82932f49b71163789c2a539eeb.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/ICONATOR_82932f49b71163789c2a539eeb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, I thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-874658019673494800?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/874658019673494800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=874658019673494800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/874658019673494800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/874658019673494800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-convenient.html' title='How convenient!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/th_ICONATOR_82932f49b71163789c2a539eeb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1881401494620070010</id><published>2007-09-27T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:43:21.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am socially challenged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was kinda planning on talking to Cliff today, just to try and have a regular conversation, but I couldn't bring myself to do it in physics and when I saw him after school he was with Caitlyn. Why am I so lame?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, aside from my social ineptness, Gabbie, Bridget, Emily Frank and I stayed after for a while to make some signs for the Halloween dance coming up. KK came up with a half-decent name- the Haunt. At least it isn't "Spooktacular" or something lame like that. I can't paint at ALL, but I think it looks okay... though I wish "The Haunt" had been done in all black and orange. I didn't paint that part, so it's not my problem! I probably won't even be able to go, since I have to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually think I did okay on my Geometry test today... better than I ever did on any of Mr. Majors'. Quite a few people came up to me to ask if I really said something about people who play sports being unintelligent. Why would I say that?! Honestly! I don't know why Maggie would spread that around. My best friends play sports! One of the smartest girls in my grade is a terrific athlete! I really need to find out what Maggie's problem is... but I'm kind of scared of her. Guess it's from freshman year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No luck with ice skating Saturday- everyone else can go, but the sessions are both when I have to work. Damn you, work schedule!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and I still have to keep on the DL about Miki's problem, but I can say this- something really positive happened today. She's lucky- the guys she likes tend to return her feelings, even if in the first two cases it took a while. Too bad I can't get lucky like that with Cliff! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that about covers it. Might put another post up later, might not. Here's hoping for a good movie on ABC tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1881401494620070010?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1881401494620070010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1881401494620070010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1881401494620070010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1881401494620070010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-socially-challenged.html' title='I am socially challenged.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-1430809911184421414</id><published>2007-09-27T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T03:27:48.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have some extra drama with my junior year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm guessing I must have asked for some, because after thinking it over, this is all totally NUTS! All of the Cliff-Maggie-Caitlyn stuff I can handle, but there's another issue floating around that only partially concerns me. Well... actually it totally does, because it involves my best friend and she needs my support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last year, everything was pretty cool. Met Chris during band camp, really liked him, turned out he really liked me, so we dated. The only problem was that when I started to think I didn't want to date him anymore, I waited and waited to tell him because I felt bad. Shoulda told him sooner, but eh, what can you do? We're still friends and stuff, so it's all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now he likes my best friend, Miki. And she has the same problem I did. She wants to tell him no, but she doesn't want to hurt him. Trust me, guys (and I don't know who I'm referring to here because no one reads this anyway), Chris tends to let every little thing that happen affect him. Remember how I was after the whole notebook incident yesterday? For Chris, it would be the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I really hope no one would call him that, seeing as he's a guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;UGH. Well, the gang's all going to Brady's Run on Saturday to ice skate, and Miki invited both Chris and Dillan (can't say too much on that, even if nobody DOES read this). We'll just have to see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Can the skating rink handle our bigger group? Last year there were four of us inexperienced skaters and we managed to cause some havoc... unintentionally, of course... good thing the ice guards are there! &lt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-1430809911184421414?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/1430809911184421414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=1430809911184421414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1430809911184421414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/1430809911184421414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-i-have-some-extra-drama-with-my.html' title='Can I have some extra drama with my junior year?'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-5560431805431983801</id><published>2007-09-26T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:26:54.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing!</title><content type='html'>Last post tonight, my non-existant readers, and it isn't Cliff-related, I swear! Am I the only one who finds a guy lying in his boxers on a bunch of beads to advertise gum disturbing? This is what I get for watching the CW. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-5560431805431983801?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/5560431805431983801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=5560431805431983801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5560431805431983801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5560431805431983801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-7401231107945665766</id><published>2007-09-26T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:13:14.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um, why do I have butterflies &lt;em&gt;now? &lt;/em&gt;I mean, the whole thing with Cliff happened hours ago. I couldn't even talk to my dad when I was alone with him earlier, and anyone who knows me knows that I &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt; for the time I get to spend with my dad. I think I need to chill out and get a life. &gt;.&gt;Ugh, who am I kidding?! I don't have a chance with him anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and fyi- y being anyone who reads this, which is probably no one- I'm not holding a horrible grudge against the girl he likes, or anything. I would be lying if I said I wasn't jealous, because I am, but I'm not flying around trying to make them hate each other. I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; shallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... Though I can't say I wouldn't mind if there was a tearless, hard-feeling-less split between them. Oh man, I shouldn't say that. If it happens, it happens, and I probably wouldn't be who catches his attention next. I'm going to stop digging myself into a hole here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... mmm, why does the first guy I really feel like I like get caught up not even a month after he gets here?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-7401231107945665766?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/7401231107945665766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=7401231107945665766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7401231107945665766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/7401231107945665766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/butterflies.html' title='Butterflies!'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-2361612461827372618</id><published>2007-09-26T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T18:25:31.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total humiliation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why do some people rock hard (like my friends), and yet others suck horribly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um, a little background info. There's a new kid in my class this year, Cliff. He's basically amazing- really cute, really nice and polite, he drives a motorcycle for crying out loud! Trumps all other guys at my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And today, thanks to a certain someone, I've been totally humiliated in front of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To get it out quickly. Cliff borrowed my English notes at lunch, and I was kinda happy because I kept my cool... which I'm rather bad at doing. He returned it at the end, blah blah blah, I went to English.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you know what? Two pages past my last notes was a nice little message from a certain someone (not Cliff, thank God) informing me that I was... well, something disgusting. And Cliff saw it. I could have died. I honestly felt like I was going to cry through the first part of the class. I thought he'd only asked for my notebook so that she could write that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While I was sharing this story with a friend of mine during class, he came up, cool as all hell (he's always like that, never awkward or anything), and asked if he could have my notebook again. He took it, ripped out the page with the note, crumpled it and threw it away. He apologized and everything, said he didn't want her to write it, etc. I didn't really believe him, so I acted like an idiot and said, "Is that the whole reason you borrowed it? So she could write that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could tell he wasn't lying, because he was so serious. He said he wasn't that type of guy, he wouldn't do that, and that he was sorry again. And instead of saying something smooth or cool or something, do you know what I said? "It's all good." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HONESTLY. I guess this is why I'm a loser with guys. ;.; He likes someone else anyway. No chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For anyone who actually knows me (probably no one)... whatever Maggie Deitrich said about me thinking those who play sports are unintelligent is a lie. Almost every one of my friends play sports. God, why did I ever open my mouth within a ten foot radius of her? Should've learned my lesson in freshman year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-2361612461827372618?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/2361612461827372618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=2361612461827372618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2361612461827372618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/2361612461827372618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/09/total-humiliation.html' title='Total humiliation...'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8761904241684872883.post-5203430865970966487</id><published>2007-07-02T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T08:53:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. I have a blog.</title><content type='html'>That's interesting. That's &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I'm gonna talk about here, but like the title of the blog says, it's random musings. Of a bored teenager. Meaning I'll only write when I feel like it about what I feel like writing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... that's about it. &gt;&gt; &lt;&lt; *shifty eyes* I suppose... I'll... go now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flees*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8761904241684872883-5203430865970966487?l=taiokami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/feeds/5203430865970966487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8761904241684872883&amp;postID=5203430865970966487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5203430865970966487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8761904241684872883/posts/default/5203430865970966487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taiokami.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-i-have-blog.html' title='Wow. I have a blog.'/><author><name>Tai Okami-San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02003145823489414714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k160/Bushy_the_Squirrel/icons/piano.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
