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  <title>Memoirs of a Hysterical Undergrad</title>
  <subtitle>Rogue Parker</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arg_rogue:11886</id>
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    <title>R.I.P. Jo and Ellen Harvelle</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T07:08:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T07:10:30Z</updated>
    <category term="ship: jo/dean"/>
    <category term="tv: supernatural"/>
    <lj:music>SPN - Abondon All Hope... (yet again)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Jo and Ellen were the first Supernatural characters I met. I was on my back home after a summer trip and stuck in this little hotel, so I turned on the TV. Two things happened then. I found out Smallville was still on (and I really which I didn't know that). And I discovered Supernatural. Now, I'm not that kind of fan who know every little crook of mythos and has analyzed all the characters to the point where they can predict their actions. I watch Supernatural because I find it entertaining and I read SPN fanfic because I may not be fully satisfied with certain storylines. Although sometimes the authors are that good, you can't ignore the story. Anyways, the Harvelle girls were the first characters that appeared in that screen. And I liked them. They were damsels in distress (even considering No Exit). They were ass-kicking women, who could shoot like the best. I didn't want them to die, but I trust Kripke.&lt;br /&gt;   They died like heroes, trying to give the boys a shot at the devil. It was obvious Sam and Dean couldn't kill him, as we aren't even in the middle of the season, but the beauty is in the attempt. Their last scene together continues to make me cry every single freaking time, and I'll probably always react in the same way. I will forever love them and remember them.&lt;br /&gt;   (And my JD shipper has to add: &amp;quot;See you on the other side&amp;quot; is as close a love declaration I'll ever get, but damn it was beautiful and heart-breaking. And it's Dean we're talking about, so it's obvious it wasn't going to be easy. Hell, nothing in SPN ever is).&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow is better. I haven't been able to shake the blues off since I saw the ep this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And because I saw the last two episodes back to back and I need something lighter: It's cannon people, Sam and Dean are together. Ok, it's fake!Sam and fake!Dean, but it's probably the closer they'll ever get. Oh, Kripke likes to tease the craaaazy fangirls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell I can't believe I have to wait two month for a new ep.!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arg_rogue:11356</id>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2009-10-26T02:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T06:33:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T06:33:32Z</updated>
    <category term="rl:family"/>
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    <lj:music>Crickets</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still miss TSCC. Really. I spent the whole weekend rewatching S1, and looking for my favourite scenes of S2 on YouTube and fanfic, and listening to &amp;quot;Samson and Delilah.&amp;quot; I want to know what they had planned for season 3, and I want the people in charge of FOX's scheduling to burn in hell. I hope Alistair is back there and pays them a visit when it's their turn. It doen't help that there are three dots (I'm not kidding) in one of the walls of my current bedroom. Plus I&amp;nbsp;have this image in my head of John reuniting with Cameron's chip that is in John Henry's body, if IRC. I really wanted to know how they could pull that off. And Derek! How died and I just stared at the TV for full ten minutes till I realized he was really dead. I kept thinking he would get up. And then I spent fifteen minutes ranting like a lunatic:&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;They killed him. They &lt;em&gt;killed&lt;/em&gt; him. WTF?!?!?!?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's 2:30ish in the morning and I have a midterm I should finish studying for, but instead I spent the last hour browsin &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_badfic_quotes' lj:user='badfic_quotes' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/badfic_quotes/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://community.livejournal.com/badfic_quotes/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;badfic_quotes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The thing people find in the Pit is hilarious. Though I have to aknowledge sometimes, once in a blue moon, some decent fic can be found.I just realized some of my fandoms are dying, or at least some of my favourite authors are not writing for them anymore, and I can make myself go through the new ones. I don't know why. The bad thing about this is that it means I have to look for new fandoms, hence Glee, I gather.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Love the neighbourhood. Really quiet and nice. Have to go sighseeing round Montreal though. But on Tuesday, New York, New York!!! And my folks! YAY. Though I&amp;nbsp;feel bad for my brother (weird, huh?), 'cause he won't be able to join us.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2009-10-20T01:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T05:54:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-20T05:54:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I caved and watched Glee. It really is not my fault. I'm in Canada with no cable, so I&amp;nbsp;watch the episodes on the Internet and there were no new ones for my fav series. And the FF writers were not updating their stories. And I was bored... It's really funny. I found myself laughing out loud a couple of times per episode. Damn you FOX!!! I&amp;nbsp;still haven't forgiven you for cancelling TSCC!!!&lt;br /&gt;The only bad things about this is that there are not a lof of ff out there. And I&amp;nbsp;really need them. I should see someone about this. It's not healthy at all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arg_rogue:10931</id>
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    <title>I know I flunked it, because I think I did well</title>
    <published>2009-09-28T14:58:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T06:53:37Z</updated>
    <category term="rl:university"/>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp; To this day, every time I hear the word &amp;quot;Opportunity&amp;quot;, my mind goes all &amp;quot;Opportuncrisis!&amp;quot; And it's not at all helpful, becuase I start grinning like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Also my IT professor is a mix of accents. And every time he says &amp;quot;Every Monday&amp;quot;, he sounds like Sean Connery and I have to try my hardest not to start laughing right there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; I only slept 2 and a half hour last nigh, this morning actually, and I still think I did fairly well in my quiz. And that's a bad thing because... (see title). And I&amp;nbsp;still don't know if the phrase it's right</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2009-09-28T01:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-28T05:31:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-28T05:31:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I have a quiz in 7 hours. And I&amp;nbsp;haven&amp;acute;t touched a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Worst.&amp;nbsp;My mid-terms are in THREE&amp;nbsp;WEEKS!!!&amp;nbsp;And they are in English. Why did I&amp;nbsp;decide to study abroad this semester?&amp;nbsp;It seems I&amp;nbsp;still can relate the fact that I'm not in Argentina with having to study anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also two weird things: Since I&amp;nbsp;arrived in Canada, I've seen 5 Ferrrari, 2 Porsche and 1 Jaguar, whereas after having lived 5 years in BA, I've only seen 1 Ferrari. Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also, the light went out (?) in my building roughly an hour ago. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ok, stop messing around and start studying!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still don't get what the big deal of having a boyfriends is...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arg_rogue:10286</id>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2009-09-12T13:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-12T17:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-12T17:16:56Z</updated>
    <category term="tv: t:scc"/>
    <content type="html">I miss T:SCC. Yesterday was dull and I've spent the last two weeks looking at almost all the TV premiere schedules out there hoping the show would magically appear, but nothing. I&amp;nbsp;need my Cameron!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arg_rogue:10058</id>
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    <title>Of Vanity and Insecurity...</title>
    <published>2009-08-17T22:57:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-17T22:57:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm going to Canada for six months. My hair was a mess (again) so I&amp;nbsp;went to the hairdressers to get it cut and styled. I was OK with it. I didn't loved it like my last haircut, but the practical girl in me thought the length of the last style was pretty short and would annoy me in the summer weeks I'd have to endure in Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got home and asked for my parents (who are currently staying with me) their opinion. Both said they preferred the last one, because it made me look young (according to my dad) and it was nicer (according to my mum who prefers my wavy short hair over my straight-ish long hair). Yesterday I went out with my friends. And they also say they liked the previous one better.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Now I know I'm probably the most insecure person ever, but I had to agree with them. Partially because they were more (7 against none) and because the haircut I had  this morning got all puffy in the shorter layers and really straight in the longer ones, making it seems as if I was wearing a wig. So I&amp;nbsp;went to get my hair cut again. I explained how I wanted it ( &amp;quot;above my shoulders in length and layered&amp;quot;), but had the bad luck to answer &amp;quot;yes&amp;quot; when the guy cutting my hairs asked &amp;quot;Oh like so-an-so's hair?&amp;quot;. Why did I do that?? Now I'm stuck with really short hair, which won't even get annoyingly wavy. I look like a boy for Pete's sakes! I doesn't even looked like the so-and-so's haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All because I wanted to be comfortable with my hair (at least) as my body is made of Jell-O, when I&amp;nbsp;arrived in an unknown  (for me) country where I don't know a soul. All because I wanted to look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Why do I listen to other people, anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; What's worst is that I can't seem to stop crying about it. It just hair, it'll grow! When did I&amp;nbsp;turned into such a vain person I wonder? I so want to be that girl who didn't care about all this girly crap</content>
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    <title>Random Thoughts</title>
    <published>2008-12-24T01:26:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-24T01:30:07Z</updated>
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    <category term="tv: merlin"/>
    <category term="football/soccer"/>
    <lj:music>People celebrating</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is really awesome. I don't know if it has ever happened anywhere, but my football team just lost a game, but they won the championship anyways. In something that apparently has never happened before in the national football/soccer league here, three teams ended the regular tournament in the first spot, so they had to untie, so to speak. &lt;br /&gt;And the third match came around, and we lost it, but we are the champions anyway. And some people say sports are easy to understand... &lt;br /&gt;In unrelated news, I decided to apply for the exchange programme. We'll see how that turns out. &lt;br /&gt;My dad made me cry in frustration TWICE&amp;nbsp;yesterday. New record. Not a good way to start my holidays. &lt;br /&gt;I'm back in my neck of the woods. And using my dad's new computer. I'm only allowed to use it because all the software he uses&amp;nbsp;to do his job isn't compatible with Windows Vista. Downside to this:&amp;nbsp;This laptop's keyboard is the English one, and we haven't figured out how to write the accentuated letters in it. No old combination seems to work on it. So, I haven't been writing correctly on purpose, so that Office corrects it, and it's driving me mad! I'm really proud of my spelling abilities (at least in Spanish). &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;have to see Merlin now. I've heard a lot about it and seen a couple of vids in YouTube and it seems interesting. So, one more thing to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;On the plus side:&amp;nbsp;IT'S&amp;nbsp;CHRISTMAS&amp;nbsp;EVE&amp;nbsp;TOMORROW!!!!</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-11-19T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T00:32:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T00:32:32Z</updated>
    <category term="tv: oth"/>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <content type="html">I watch OTH. And I don't do ti by the correct (legal) ways. But then I watch it again when they broadcast it here.&lt;br /&gt;I ship Brucas, which is not a good thing, considering it's never going to happen. I'm not bitter about it. I'm happy&amp;nbsp;they hadn't jump on the merry go around again, as Mark doesn't seem to be going with angst on the Julian thing. Because the whole &amp;quot;I dated someone when WE weren't dating&amp;quot; gets boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;But &amp;quot;Pretty Girl&amp;quot; is BRUCAS!!!! No one should mess with the inner jokes of other ships. I don't know what Mr. Murray was thinking about. Nor Mark, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be and be happy remembering the old days.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing:&amp;nbsp;Haley and DAN? Even if it's one sided it's creepy. He's DAN&amp;nbsp;freaking SCOTT!!!</content>
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    <title>A TV Show sucks when...</title>
    <published>2008-10-12T05:04:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T05:04:39Z</updated>
    <category term="tv: smallville"/>
    <lj:music>Crazy - Jem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You don't have the inner strength to&amp;nbsp;watch all of it in&amp;nbsp;YouTube. I&amp;nbsp;tried to watch SV&amp;nbsp;twice. The first time I ended up watching videos about the lamest game shows ever. The second time around, I tried fast-forwarding some scenes and and the volume on mute. Didn't work!&amp;nbsp;And I though Al and Miles ruined the show. The apprentices have surpassed the masters. Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;BURN&amp;nbsp;SMALLVILLE,&amp;nbsp;BURN!!&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is I&amp;nbsp;can't stop watching it. I'm trapped in a horrid fascination circle, here. It's like driving past a gruesome car accident and trying to resist temptation, but peaking anyways. I&amp;nbsp;have to watch every week to see if it can get worst.</content>
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    <title>Happy Student's Day!!</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T00:59:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T18:23:29Z</updated>
    <category term="tv: smallville"/>
    <category term="tv: supernatural"/>
    <category term="guy problems?"/>
    <category term="rl:university"/>
    <lj:music>Letter Song - Tyler Hilton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's September 21st. The beginning of Spring and Student's Day. It's also Sunday and today it rained while the sun was shinning, so an old maiden is getting married good for her (or not, depending one's views on marriage). &lt;br /&gt;I still have to cook dinner nut I'm not getting nowhere near the microwave. Tomorrow, I have a Labour Law mid-term so my brain is fried with all the freaking terminology and what-not. The last time that happened, I burned something in that oven and blew up a dish. My house ended up smelling for at least a week, too. So, I don't know what to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I have a tiny little problem. It's not an actual problem. It's more of a situation, or something I've made up, probably. See, two weeks ago, I went out with this guy I know from Uni (from now on, H). All would have been fine except that I don't go out with guys that are not members of my family. That is, the only time I've had dinner in a restaurant were when I was with my family celebrating something, and perhaps once with my friends (who are all girls). But that's not the problem. My problem is that I payed. All of it, not just my part. And it was not the first time I had dinner/lunch with him, it was the first time we were alone (the other time there was another friend of mine), buy I also payed his lunch that time. So, the following Monday, H sent me a text message wishing me luck with my mid-terms and saying he had fun and we should go out again. And here comes my problem: Did he had a good time, or is he looking for a free lunch? And I can't tell A (the other friend) about it, because she'll go on about how it was a stupid thing to do paying for both our dinners. &lt;br /&gt;But, on my defense, I didn't pay for, my dad did. It's an extension of his credit card. Plus, my dad doesn't know I was out with a guy. He probably thinks I was with the girls. I didn't lie, I sinned by omission. But my mum was with him (they are in China, lucky them), so she must have told him, right? Oh, wait, he also thinks I paid with the credit card and the girls/guy gave ME the money for their part. So, I hope he doesn't ask for it, because if he does, is: &amp;quot;Bye, bye savings! Hello, empty bank account.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;It's not like his my crush or anything, but he thinks more or less the same way I do, and it's good to have someone to talk to without having to watch how you say things. I love A and M, really I do. But sometimes I know what they are going to say, and there's no way of making them understand how I see things. And M's opinion sometimes are way too... I can't find the word to describe it. But it's as if she states her opinion and expects me to agree without&amp;nbsp;giving me rational arguments to do so. &amp;quot;It's this way because I&amp;nbsp;say so&amp;quot; kind of vibe she gives.&amp;nbsp;And I don't know why, but I sometimes feel as if I'm in the wrong with my opinions. I'm a firm believer that everyone has to right to disagree with what the other is saying or thinks, but she makes me feel as if I HAVE to agree with her. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want midterms to end (and they haven't even started yet, Yippee!). Kill me now, please.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At least SV and SPN started last week, so I got to see them before burying myself under books and class notes. Yep, I did the wrong thing and YouTube'd it. Though I just couldn't make myself watch the SV premiere without FF. &lt;br /&gt;But Kripke owns me. Totally. I used to like SPN but that premiere was WOW! (I have a way with words, don't I? ;-)) I'm still waiting to see House. And I discovered Roswell. Brendan Fehr in S1. Man, I want one of those! I'm so desperate I watched Samurai Girl to see the guy. Wasn't bad, but I've seen better written shows. &lt;br /&gt;That's a phrase I've been using a lot lately. &amp;quot;It wasn't bad, but...&amp;quot; mainly while reading FF from some of the new writers out there. Perhaps I've been looking in the wrong places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw this the other day, and wanted to share it. I find it bloody hilarious and quite sad, too.&amp;nbsp;It's also&amp;nbsp;the reason I&amp;nbsp;don't watch quiz shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;believe he wasn't expecting someone to have actually said Ghandi's name was Guzzy Guzzy or however that's written.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And on that note, I'm&amp;nbsp;off to cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Food Loves and Hates and New, Shiny Phone!</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T01:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T01:03:09Z</updated>
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    <category term="rl"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <lj:music>Torn - Natalie Imbruglia</lj:music>
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't live without pasta. I've discovered that these last years. I can live off pasta for a week straight, both for lunch and dinner. After a week I might get sick of it. But once, just once, I've eaten something different (chicken, rice, meat, whatever) I can go back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the other hand I can not stomach&amp;nbsp;are egg-plants. And that's thanks to my dad. You should never make a child eat something he/she doesn't want. There's nothing worst that the taste of&amp;nbsp;egg-plant&amp;nbsp;and tears. My stomach churns every time I have&amp;nbsp;them in front&amp;nbsp;of me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I've got a new phone!! Finally after a month of a borrowed cell phone, I finally own one again. It was funny what it happened with it. At first I wanted a new phone but they didn't have it in stock. I called almost everyday to see if they got one for two weeks. But when the phone bill came, my dad decided I needed to buy a mobile, because the bill's amount was more or least what it costs to but a new phone (and the sort of expensive ones, too). So I went on Friday after finishing with my finals and bought a new one. The sales girl said I had to charge it for 12 hours. And so&amp;nbsp;I did, but after that it didn't start up so I went back and they sent me to another store where I had to leave it for the technicians to work on it. But that was on Friday and after their system crashed. We (my dad and I) had to wait for two hours till they told us that. The only good thing was that when we were on the street we found out the City Council was doing all thru July a series of concerts and that day it was the City's Symphonic Band near where we were and it was absolutely FABULOUS! They played part of the Superman&amp;nbsp;movies soundtrack and I was smiling like a fool. So the day wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But today, the system crashed again right when I got there, so I decided to stay because I really did need it. And I had the opportunity to look how people react when mad. One woman stuck her chewing gum on a salesgirls' desk as a sign of... annoyance? Protest? It was pretty childish and disgusting. It's not their (the salespersons') fault that the system crashed.&amp;nbsp;People should go to these kind of offices with the idea that they're going to have to wait a long while. So, you shouldn't go&amp;nbsp;right after to got off work or if you're feeling moody.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also learned that the HP Games Console is really addictive. I was playing computer games all weekend. My brother was totally envious the poor thing. He had a final today and another tomorrow and a third one the day after. This place has seen a higher lever of hysteria than usual.</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-07-11T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-11T23:52:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-11T23:52:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I love my dad, don't get me wrong. But if I have to share the same place with him for one more day, I'm going to KILL HIM!!!</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-07-04T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-05T00:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-05T00:28:33Z</updated>
    <category term="rl"/>
    <category term="brain-fried"/>
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    <lj:music>Congress debating the Retentions' Bills</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="So, they found the priest."&gt;So, they found the priest. Two months ago, a Brazilian priest decided to do something to bring attention to a project he was involved with that tried to educate people in the use of traffic signs. So, he tried to beat a record about a person flying with helium-filled balloons, it seemed. Problem was:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;a) He hadn't charged his mobile&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;b) He had a GPS device, but didn't know how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Plus he'd miscalculated the direction and strength of the wind and got lost. And yesterday, an oil platform (or something similar) found his body. My problem about it is that now he's going to be a joke. Someone died and he's a joke. Granted, he died because of his own stupidity. But a lot of people die that way and not everyone laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="The Congress is doing its work. Yay!"&gt;On more national news, the Congress is finally doing its job, and it's deciding if the Retention/Deduction's decree should be approved or not. Because only the CONGRESS can create and modify taxes. It's in the Constitution. That nice little book the President likes to talk so much about.&lt;br /&gt;That book also says that no tax can appropriate more than 33% of the individual's income. And you're trying to go for 40%? Darling, stop buying the Vuitton bags or taking people to trips they have nothing to do with, and you won't need to raise the taxes.&lt;br /&gt;Also, some of the people in the room are there as viewers, but they keep booing all the congressmen/women who are opposed to the passing the bill without any reforms. That is, all the representatives that don't agree with the bills drawn up by the President. And the Chamber's president just keeps threatening with throwing them out. But if they didn't listen the first time, nor&amp;nbsp;the second time, nor the third, just THROW. THEM. OUT ALREADY! And at 9:13 pm, the threat was used for the 7th time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is fried. I had a final at 8:30, which means I had to wake up at 5 am. And I only could fall asleep at 11:30. I need 8 hours of sleep before a final, particularly if it's a Financial Math one. But I think I did OK. But I've been zombie-like since midday.</content>
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    <title>"You're always smiling..."</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T00:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-28T01:17:14Z</updated>
    <category term="finals"/>
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    <lj:music>Cacophony of sounds</lj:music>
    <content type="html">That's me, the girl who smiles. At least I hope he remembers my good mood when he corrects my final. And it was bad. Really.&lt;br /&gt;And why oh why would anyone make a Chocolate and Spinach Cake? Chocolate. And Spinach? That's sacrilege. And yes, chocolate should be worshiped.</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-06-15T00:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T04:01:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T04:01:24Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Medium</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was watching the news and a woman said that if someone (and she then added "The president") gave her a gun, she'll go to the road block and kill all the people in the strike. I do get that people are mad and they don't think before they speak. But this? It's bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And what's up with these people&amp;nbsp;thinking that all the agriculture-related&amp;nbsp;citizens are rich. Because I know I'm not, and a lot of my neighbors back home aren't either. And HT lives &lt;em&gt;from&lt;/em&gt; the country. If the grain doesn't worth a thing, we're all done.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know I'm generalizing and that's not right. But they support the President who somehow believes that if you have a 4x4 truck and work the land, you have lots of money and that's not true. It's a tool. If you live in places that are sandy or have to get into the middle of the woodland, you need a 4x4 or 4x2, a regular truck just won't do. So, I do advice that they know what they talk about when they open their mouths, because they are in a place in society that has a lot of pull in the opinion of the rest of us.</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-06-13T22:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-14T02:06:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T02:06:27Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music>8 Mile</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I used to play this game back at high school. Good times.&amp;nbsp;Gakked from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_yendrie' lj:user='yendrie' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://yendrie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://yendrie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;yendrie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="What my future holds..."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;a title="eSpin the Bottle" href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img title="Behold... My Future" height="150" alt="Behold... My Future" width="350" border="0" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;Michel Brown&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;New York&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Mansion&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;5 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;Lavender WV New Beetle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="" width="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;Accountant&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;a title="whats your future" href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="whats your future" width="163" border="0" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" alt="" width="0" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTM*MDg1OTE1NDYmcHQ9MTIxMzQwODYxMzg1OSZwPTExMDk5MSZkPU1hc2grR2FtZSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt; Michel Brown? Cool. Plus it's nice I'm studying to become an accountant, isn't it? But there's no way I'm giving birth to 5 kids. My limit is 2, and I'm being pretty kind. I'm no sucker for pain here. Adoption will have to do.&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure about the colour of the car, though. Perhaps a really light lavender?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-06-13T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-14T01:44:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T01:44:35Z</updated>
    <category term="rl"/>
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    <lj:music>Silence, finally</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;I need the semester to come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;I can't do anymore group assignments. I'm not cut for group work. Once this is done I'm going to torch that stupid paper! DIE PAPER DIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe"&gt;And I've finally rented RENT. The only movie/musical I've seen was Moulin Rouge, but I think they're not the same. Mainly because that was a made for film musical and this had been on an actual theatre before "making it" to the big screen. It was a good movie, not great but good enough to have a nice time. Though I felt there were scenes were the dialogue could have replaced the songs, but what do I know about this anyways? On the down side of this, I've got "La Vie Boheme" and "Take me or leave me" stuck to my brain, and start randomly singing them. And it's not good when you say "There will always be women in leather flirting with me" out loud while in said work group. Weird moment that one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Thoughts on the Agro Strike"&gt;And for a more serious thought. Why the hell don't they (i.e. the government and the morons in it) just shut the hell up and start negotiations again? There are lots of problems in this country and you don't need the people who work the country (and provides most of the food and inputs blocking the roads and not letting the foods get to the supermarkets, the fuel to the gas stations, the buses to their destinations... You get the picture, don't you? This doesn't mean I agree with their methods but the fact that meetings have been arranged and they've taken a posture and refuse to budge, and in doing so the society as a whole has suffered the consequences, doesn't make it easy to agree with them either. &lt;br /&gt;I do get that being in politics in the '90's and being a woman wasn't something easy. But times have changed. Being stubborn and arrogant it's not good for anyone. And I fear this will blow rather sooner than later. No one believes them anymore. They've lied about almost everything and done the things they've denounced with a passion. I've always believed that power doesn't change. It just frees you from inhibitions and the fear of getting caught. So, the problem wasn't that A or B were appropriating the money of the federal reserves. It was that those now in power weren't the ones stealing that money then. &lt;br /&gt;This will all go to hell and the rats (i.e. most of the politicians) will be the first to leave the boat. And the rest of us will have to deal with the wreck. Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="What the Hell Bones?!"&gt;And on a lighter subject. Zack? Zackooroni Zack? Gormogon's apprentice? You've got to be kidding me. Yeah, the guys is mostly a robot, but a killer? Plus the end of that arc was pretty lame. Very anticlimactic.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;On a trivial note, for the third time in two weeks I ate meat. My mum must be real proud. In 4 years I've been living alone (or not with my parents), I've never eaten meat out of will. And I'm not vegetarian or anything like that. I'm just picky.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-05-23T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-23T17:44:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-23T17:44:15Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't want to go. Really. I don't care if that makes me a boring hick lost in the big and interesting city. I know I'm going to be uncomfortable there. Granted I've never been to one of those places, but I know, ok? I'd love to cancel, but you'll kill me. And I really could do without the drama and the later veiled comments about how boring I can be. I already know that. I've lived this life for the last 21 years. Thank you very much. I've been moody (more than usual) because of it, and I feel like crying my eyes out in frustration over this. And I really have more important things to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to spend time with your friends, I can think of at least a couple of more quiet places.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Never said I haven't done anything for you. Because I'm going. I could make up an excuse and be done. But I'm going. Because if I have perfected of not actually listening to what our classmates say behind our back in a not-so-subtly manner, I can do the same regarding you. I care about you. I&amp;nbsp;love you (after all we're friends), but I could totally be unnerved by your comments and opinions toward me. That's how I am. You should already know it. I'm boring, I don't like going out every week (nor do I plan to), I'd rather see a movie of just veg out with my friends and complain about how sucky my life is. Deal with it.&amp;nbsp;You knew&amp;nbsp;it when&amp;nbsp;this friendship started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need for it to rain.</content>
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    <title>*dances wildly*</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T02:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T02:06:28Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Unusually Unusual - Lonestar</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I passed!!! I'm so happy it's actually funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp; So, here I was sort of happy because I had passed my Econ History mid-term with a 4.9 out of 10, but then I thought it was kind of lame that I got so happy over that grade, because it's not particularly great. I had rationalized my happiness, though. These were my excuses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;First: It was &lt;em&gt;History&lt;/em&gt; and I always had a bit of a problem with those subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Second: I had thought I wouldn't pass at all, so, hey if I did this “good” in a subject that I wasn't sure of, imagine the rest, where I’d felt&amp;nbsp;I’d done pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Third: It was the third of a three back-to-back set of mid-terms all of them in the first week, so not enough time for a quick revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fourth: The exam is only 25% of the final mark, whereas the final is 60%, so it’s for this that I have to study my nice little bottoms off. That one is the make it or break it exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But then, I got my Financial Math grade. 8.1!! Who's great now? Screw History (ok, don't) but really it's not even that important in the whole syllabus. And it’s &lt;i&gt;History&lt;/i&gt;, part of the humanistic side of the career. I’m in Economics, so I don’t really get along with those subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, now I'm ecstatic. I only have to wait for the other two grades, but I’m pretty sure I did fine. Actually, I only have to wait for one, because one of the professors told me I did good in my C II exam. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It’s the first time in two years I’m doing a regular semester (four subjects) and I’ve passed all my mid-terms. Finally the curse has been lifted!! Because Uni was pretty much kicking me to the ground. I’m happy, I’m happy, I’m happy!! I literally started jumping and screaming when I saw the grades. That much of a nut case I am.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-05-03T02:03:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-03T05:27:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-03T05:27:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gacked form a million different places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Technology"&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is your wallpaper on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;A weird image of a red flower and a couple of rectangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How many televisions do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;House as in "Where&amp;nbsp;I'm currently living": 1.&amp;nbsp;House as in "Home": 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Biology"&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;Right-handed. Thou I can write in a somewhat legible way with my left had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time: One of those&amp;nbsp;wooden poles you use to make fences in a farm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;On a more regular basis:&amp;nbsp;My TV, my computer desk (With the computer and all the stuff on it) and 10 litres of Coke/12 litres of water&amp;nbsp;(but the last two on a regular basis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever been knocked out?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Bullshitology"&gt;BULLSHITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on how I'm feeling the day I come across that piece of information. If I'm sad, no way. If I'm not sad (not necessarily happy), perhaps so I don't leave unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;When&amp;nbsp;I was a kid, I used to. But after 21 years with the same one, it'll be weird to be called&amp;nbsp;by another name. And there's a small chance I wouldn't answer when someone called me by the new on :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What colour do you think looks best on you?&lt;br /&gt;Black? I have absolutely no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food item?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! More than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Dareology"&gt;DAREOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you kiss a member of the same sex for $100?&lt;br /&gt;It would depend on who it was that person and if they had brushed her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you allow one of your little fingers to be cut off for $200,000?&lt;br /&gt;Umm... NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you never blog again for $50,000?&lt;br /&gt;Sure. As long as I can still comment on other people's journals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine for $250,000?&lt;br /&gt;How desperate has the journal to be to offer? The&amp;nbsp;answer is still NO&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1,000?&lt;br /&gt;Define HOT and how much water can I drink afterwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Would you, without fear of punishment, take a human life for $1,000,000?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Dumbology"&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is in your left pocket?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a left pocket right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good film?&lt;br /&gt;Never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?&lt;br /&gt;Carpet in the bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;Stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Lastology"&gt;LASTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Last person who called you?&lt;br /&gt;My Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Favouritology"&gt;FAVOURITOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Number?&lt;br /&gt;29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Season?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to choose one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Colour?&lt;br /&gt;Lilac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Currentology"&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Mood?&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The clock ticking in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Watching?&lt;br /&gt;The screen (What's with this question, anyway?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Worrying about?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I haven't touched a single book I've got to read for University in the whole week. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Jeans, stripped T-shirt, black boot and red belt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Randomology"&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen. I haven't left my place at all since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What can you not wait to do?&lt;br /&gt;Graduate :-P. Being happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;A LOT. And really random and stupidly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;Once you get past the shyness, I like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three entries on one day? The world's ending!!!</content>
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    <title>I am so going to need a lawyer in the near future...</title>
    <published>2008-04-03T23:48:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T07:04:10Z</updated>
    <category term="tv: smallville"/>
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    <lj:music>Wake up call, Maroon 5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darling, I don't get up at 6 a.m. for the sake of it. I don't travel 2 hours plus a 30-minute-walk from Monday to Friday so I can spend the day by the riverside. I'm going to University. See, that constitutes as studying (not all of it, but a part). I read at the freaking train and everywhere I can, so I think I deserve to have 15 minutes to relax when I come home, and after that I continue studying. So I don't appreciate when you came home today and said &amp;quot;What a miracle, you're studying!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All&amp;nbsp; I ask from you is a bit of consideration. As it's impossible for you to clean the effing dishes or sweep the floor or wash (i.e. put in the washing machine) the towels, you could at least try to do your best to keep the place clean, don't you think?&amp;nbsp;It's been &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; days and still you haven't cleaned that dish (that is no longer dirty, by the way, 'cause I couldn't keep ignoring it!). You have to go thru all the cutlery in the house before you even &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consider&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; washing anything.&amp;nbsp;Why you just don't clean those&amp;nbsp;already dirty or use the already washed one that only need&amp;nbsp;to be dried escapes my logic.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Also, if the dishes are falling you don't hit them so that they end all over the dinning room. You try to make the less mess possible. The difference between you and me: You trash the place and I have to clean it. I trash the place I have to clean it. (Repeat with every single chore in the house and you get the picture of my day) Does it seem fair to you?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And people are entitled to have a bad day, but that doesn't mean you can throw things around when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; do or that I can have them too and you'll have to suffer it as I suffer yours&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In other unrelated but SV-fandom-ly news, AlMiles are gone. At first I thought it was good news (no more zombie!Clana), but if they make it a younger (?) version of LnC, I rather have Lana wake up and jump in&amp;nbsp;the merry-go-round again. Really. The only Lois I know (I'm not that much of&amp;nbsp;a comic genius) was TH!Lois, and that was way back in primary school. But ED!Lois comes nowhere near her. That is something called opinions. You know, &amp;quot;different folks, different strokes&amp;quot;. But I just read the ONTD thread about AlMiles letter and I'm amazed as how someone can think that he/she can impose his/her way of thinking to others, and if they don't accept it and reject based on their own beliefs and (what can be called) evidence, then the former has the right to go all kindergarten on them. Really, freedom of speech is a precious right, and I'm not saying any of the parts in the discussion shouldn't use bet is it too much to ask to be polite and accept other's points of view.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would have love to say a couple of things to certain people there (cough-MLV-cough) but, as I'm not precisely a SV fan with a large knowledge of cannon, I couldn't make any well rounded argument that would help the dialogue move along. *sigh*&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So, be safe kiddies, don't drink if you're going to drive, check all the locks before going to sleep, and&amp;nbsp;have a great&amp;nbsp;day, for the rest of this one and for all the&amp;nbsp;days to come till&amp;nbsp;we see each other again!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luck galore,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rogue&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>arg_rogue @ 2008-03-27T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T23:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T23:58:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Apologize</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I was just talking with my mum and discovered my grandfather (her dad) had 11 siblings! Times like these I'm really glad I live in a time when TV exists!!</content>
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    <title>Okay...</title>
    <published>2008-03-15T05:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T06:56:55Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Silence, finally</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;eyes cried for&amp;nbsp;two hours more or less. My eyes. Which is logical. But not so much when you're not sad, or happy (I've been know to literally laugh till I cry), or chopping an onion, or there's a gas leak (A theory of mine that don't know if it's actually true.) Was a bit worried because they weren't&amp;nbsp;bothering me, just... crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There's a music festival at Obelisco (for those&amp;nbsp;of you, poor souls who stumbled upon this, who don't know it's a monument in the city centre). That's 14 blocks away and you can hear the music. Wee! (Not) I woke up at six to go to University and I haven't been sleeping much lately, yet right now I'm not sleepy and is almost three in the freaking morning!! Perhaps it's the music, but I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm thin. And not in a good way. I'm way too thin, but don't know how to put on weight, because again it's weird. I don't eat healthy stuff. On the contrary, I eat (at least from my point of view and from what my friends have said) a lot&amp;nbsp;of junk food. Yet, I'm, well not actually thin, but underweight. I've always believed that if you eat a lot of non-healthy food you're bound to be fat, so... I don't know. I don't have healthy eating habits, as I just said. I'm reaaally picky when it comes to food. Let's put it this way: In the four years that I've lived here I have eaten tomatoes twice. Not kidding. I don't eat meat but I do eat chicken and fish. Lots of pasta and rice, milk, and sometimes fruit. Besides that Coke (the beverage not the drug), cookies, sweets, sandwiches, pizzas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; University sucks! For real. Weirdly enough, and there are lots of weird stuff lately (or perhaps, unusual would be&amp;nbsp;a better way of&amp;nbsp;describing it), I'm not behind with the readings or the work. But it's just that, I've been there for 4 years now, I'm a year behind, one of my best friends at Uni left, the other decided to switch to another career, and I'm all alone in the classes. No one to talk to, share thoughts with. And I just can't make new friends. I'm shy&amp;nbsp;to the point it's a hindrance. J, the friend who switched, technically has to make friends for me. She's great, and I love her for it, but I shouldn't have to depend on others to make friends, damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And what's worst I'll be 25 by the time I finish. 26 if I choose to both careers, but this was never the plan. I know I didn't set out to fail, but after having to listen to a lot of people saying I have to work harder in a tone that implies I didn't try the first time around, just gets me. I hate it. Worst is, this is going to drag me down and I'll become apathetic and fail again, possibly. And I don't, but who the hell am I going to speak with? Let's make a list:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - My mum. I talk about this sometimes, but I feel like she has this preconceived image of what I am, and I've changed (or at least I hope I have). I'm not that carefree 16 year-old. I lived alone and handled it quite well. I'm living with her son. We don't get along most of the time. And I think she has this idea that because I'm the girl I have to put up with his behaviour but I can't act like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - My dad. No way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - My friends (2). They do get, they have gone through more or less the same (Moving or living alone at the beginning) but... Here I miss that more &amp;quot;grown-up view&amp;quot; my mum has on certain topics.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - My brother. Hell will freeze over first.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then we have the Uni's shrink (as I call her) but there are certain things she say I don't agree with. And she said I should do therapy because I have an anger issue towards my brother and that it affects my academic results. I don't deny that might be true (after all she's the one with the Psychology degree, I hope) But I haven't heard good things about psychologists so I don't know what to do. *sighs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So for now, I write online, where my parents see it, ironically enough. We'll see what happens after.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps I should lock this, because it's... I was going to &amp;quot;say&amp;quot; private but not much. Half this stuff I've talked with my friends/mum so... And I don't think I'll ever write anything offensive about someone I care. The rest of the world, perhaps. But it' probably just petty whining and people have more important things to do. But then again, who would waste their reading this? We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the bright side, next week is only a three-day week and then I have a five-day weekEND. How I love the holidays sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the not so bright side, I have already scheduled what I'm going to do. And it's all classes-related. But J wants to go out, and that WILL throw my precious plan out of the window. I'll see what I can do to beg out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But first thing tomorrow, or, for accuracy's sake, today, I'll catch up with all the fanfic out there! It's been two weeks without Internet access. That proves I'm addicted to it, but working my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry Internet for the waste of space. Sorry world for the waste of air.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; See you around?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Argh!</title>
    <published>2008-03-13T23:24:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My brother can't even supervise the shopping! I don't have things I've payed for (well actually, we've payed for). It's not that hard of a task is it?</content>
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