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Well, I woke up sick today, so I guess I missed school. Although it was another half-day.... Didn't miss much.... No tests today..... Not a lot, really. Oh boy! Heroes was last night! It was so cool! Nikki's in trouble, trapped by Jessica. Nathan's Claire's real dad, and now Merideth knows that her daughter survived the fire 14 years ago! Peter and Claude are fighting, and Claude almost got him killed.... Simone betrayed Peter for Isaac, who's painted New York post-nuke. Hiro and Ando have convinced Mr. Nakamura to let him continue to Las-Vegas, and we didn't hear from Mohinder at all! Sandra had her memory erased, and Sylar escaped, trapping Mr. Bennet behind in the cage. Although he did get out eventually, thanks to the Hatian. And Zach's wondering what the heck's going on. Also, the preview for next week looks thrilling! Matt gets thrown out a window, and Jessica's going around killing people, while Micah and DL don't know what's happened to Nikki! Nathan and Merideth reunite with Claire, and...... Wow. I just said a LOT. Ooh! LOT is like LOST, which airs TOMORROW! YAY! Ben's in the hospital, while Jack's telling Kate and Sawyer to run, but he doesn't know that they're on another island. Locke, Hurley, Charlie and Desmond head out to find The Others, but what about Claire and Aaron? Ooh- can't wait! Yeah, and I don't have school tomorrow, for reasons unknown. PS: Today's member is Jedi Master J..
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It seems one of my uncles is hospitalised. Possibly even on life support. Don't know what happened to him, although some....crueling thoughts have arisen about how it coulda happened. *shrug* He isn't my favourite uncle either. Aggressive type. Also stole EUR 50 from me a long time ago. He also threatened me once when my mother was in the hospital. Somehow I just can't feel sorry for him. It's strange how a person's attitude can do that towards you. ----- DéspairsRay owns. Great Japanese rock/metal band. Sometimes they sound a bit like KoRn, but most of the time, they have their own sound going on, which owns. Some recommended songs: Born Tsuki no Kioku -Fallen Dears Look 'em up, you won't be disappointed. If you can't find their music, try D'espairsRay instead. ----- Where'd Revan go? Getting lonely.... ----- Now following is my fifth letter to BoA. It also handles BoA's dancing problems. It was sent before I found out that the translation of a certain article was wrong... ^^; [EDIT] I removed the letter.. [/EDIT] Oh, how I love her... Touch my heart...
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That I ended up with a cold myself. Which is why I'm home today. Sick days are way overrated... I woke up with every muscle in my body sore and a very much complaining stomach, not to mention a headache that feels like a cannon being fired at my skull from inside my brain and no appetite whatsoever. *mutter* If I can see my breath inside the bus, then one would assume that the driver should TURN ON THE HEATER... But after some Tylenol I feel better. Though I'll still be taking the stairs one step at a time.
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You know why they have those cracks in the sidewalk? Because when it's hot in the summer, the concrete in the sidewalk expands, and when it's cold in the winter, it contracts, right? That way there's room for the little cracks in the sidewalk to get bigger or smaller as the concrete blocks contract or expand with the cold or the heat, all respectively. So the concrete doesn't instead crack or buckle as it heats and cools alternately. Well apparently they do that in roads too, it's just had to see because, well, a little dark crack in black asphalt... you know? Well it wasn't hard to see today! I'm walking to the bus stop, after seeing numbers on the Weather Channel like 19 and negative 5. Farenheit, of course. For all ye Celciusers out there those would both be a ways below 0. So I pass a manhole, and right along the center diameter of the manhole, from one end of the street to the other, is a nice, neat, straight crack two freakin' centimeters wide. TWO CENTIMETERS wide. THAT'S how cold it was today.
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This was a homework assignment. Enjoy! “I am Speed. One Winner, forty-two losers. I eat losers for breakfast.” With this in mind, excited rookie racecar Lightning McQueen races for the prestigious Piston Cup. The media actively discusses him and two other contestants, The King –a racing champion of his time- and his rival Chick Hicks, for the King is about to retire. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for both Hicks and McQueen: Not only will one of them win the Cup, but also that car can get a deal with the King’s sponsor, Dinoco. As the race progresses, though, Lightning and his pit crew do not get along. While he could be the first rookie to win, he has no crew chief, and believes that he is a “One-man show.” It is only by his tongue that he created a three-way tie, and after the tie is declared, his pit crew was so upset that they left. Next week, Lightning McQueen, Chick Hicks, and the King will race in California to decide the winner. Soon after, Lightning’s agent calls. “I’ve got twenty tickets for your friends to attend the race.” Lightning shamefully lowers his eyes. Lightning has no friends. During the drive to the Golden State, Lightning and the truck Mack are separated. As he drives blindly on the midnight highway, he finds himself in the small town Radiator Springs. Here, Lightning eventually learns important life lessons. Director John Lasseter uses Lightning’s interaction with other characters to underscore his theme: having friends is more important than winning any race. When Lightning arrives at Radiator Springs, he is chased by the sheriff for exceeding the speed limit, and in the chaos, the race rookie destroys the main road. The next morning he is brought to court, and is sentenced to community service: repairing the road that he destroyed. Soon after, Lightning begins his sentence. During that time, he befriends some of the townspeople, especially the eccentric but big-hearted Mater, and Sally. Mater is the first car that Lightning has ever considered a friend, and Sally knows what others miss by living in the fast lane: “I used to be a lawyer in LA. I lived life in the fast lane-” “Were you rich?” Asked Lightning. “Why?” “I don’t know; just pieces of the puzzle.” “Well, yes- but I was never… happy. And one night, I drove and I broke down here. Doc [Hudson] fixed me up, Floe took me in… and I fell in love.” “Corvette?” “No, this.” They turned, and overlooked all of Ornament Valley. Sally explained that once, cars used Route 66, and Radiator Springs bustled with activity and business. With the construction of the Interstate, everyone stopped coming. As the average car overlooked a wonderful place, and Sally had miss happiness, Lightning lacked friends by concentrating on winning. However, this was not the most important lesson. One morning, Lightning peeks into Dr. Hudson’s garage. While sneaking through, he finds… a Piston Cup? Not just one, but three! Moreover, they all read, “Hudson Hornet.” Doc Hudson was the Fabulous Hudson Hornet from the fifties. Just as the revelation excited Lightning, Dr. Hudson found him. To Hudson, his trophies are “empty cups,” and after a crash Dr. Hudson’s “friends” turned their backs on him. Since then, he lived in Radiator Springs –never expecting his past to find him. Thus, Lightning realizes that, though Dr. Hudson was popular when he was famous, when he needed others most, they turned their backs on him. On the night after he finishes the road, Lightning is whisked away to California. In the trailer, his agent had sent video of Chick Hicks wooing the media, race fans, and the Dinoco Company by stealing and distorting trademarks of Lightning. This making the egotist more self centered –and more like the Lightning we originally met. As he still has no pit crew, he asked Mack to help, and remembers to thank him before heading to the racetrack. Then the race begins. Lightning feels terrible on the day of the race –he left his friends behind. As he remembers this, he bumps into walls and loses the lead. “I don’t know, Mack…” he mutters. “I didn’t come all this way just to see you quit,” answered a familiar rough voice. It was Dr. Hudson! Almost all of Radiator Springs came to be Lightning’s pit crew and the crew chief! “If you can drive like you fix roads,” Hudson continued, “You can win this race with your eyes shut.” With the help of his friends, he could have won. Nevertheless, Chick Hicks had other ideas, for he was still behind his rival. “I am not going to be behind you again, old man.” Grumbled Hicks then tossed the King. The champion crashed on the green. Lightning noticed this, and saw the terrible similarity to Dr. Hudson’s crash. He slammed on the breaks, a foot, mere inches, away from the finish line. Silence; Hicks passed, cheering his own victory. Lightning backed up, and pushed the King back on to the road. “You just gave up the Piston cup. You know that?” said the King with effort. “Yeah.” Answered Lightning. “But an old man taught me, ‘It’s just an empty cup.’” The King and Lightning passed the finish line to cheering crowds. What did Chick Hicks, the technical winner, receive? “C’mon!” shouts Chick Hicks to silent media. “Let’s get some pictures! I need to sign my deal with Dinoco!” The crowd boos, and former Hicks fans throw their foam green C’s at him. This is the most important lesson of “Cars.” If you concentrate on living in the fast lane and on winning, you will lose the best prize: friends.
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Alright! It's da Superbowl! Soda and nuts all around! Yay! Although I only really watch the SuperBowl for the commercials, it's still fun. I know not very many people will be reading this now (on account of the half-time show), but HUZZAH! SUPERBOWL! Go Colts!
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First off, today's random member: adolfo cambiasso:toa of polo. I think that's a long name. Anyway, I literally just got up. I've had a good 12 hours of sleep (remember? I stayed up watching Click) and I'm ready to start my day! .... Where's the remote?
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Well since I know a few members already did this before, I figured I should too. Basically you ask me a question about myself or some random question that you wanna hear my input on. So ask away. -Omi
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Well, I just watched the movie "CLICK" on TV, and let me tell you: it is an awesome movie! It really makes you think, though. You really need to put family first..... That's why I'm on the computer right now! Meh, yeah. Oh yeah- forgot about this: I got my language class test results back today. They were TERRIBLE. T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E. TERRIBLE! I got below average, I'll tell you that. But it's not a Latin derrived language, like Italian or Spanish. This is a HARD language! I won't tell you what it is, so that those of you who have mastered this language won't laugh at me.... .
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And the winner is..... Danska: Shadow Master! Okay.... Yay! It is the WEEKEND! Huzzah! Jump for joy! On a slightly VERY negative note, I have some homework. After a long day, that's the worst. I need to give in a history paper, study Geography, correct my math test, and review some languages. Dang . Whatelsewhatelsewhatelse.... Today we had ART! Yay! Did NOT do much, though. *sigh* Well, that's what hapened. Also, it has now been revealed that my friend, Samusaran2311, is terribly frightened by the song "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds". I can't really tell you why (he'd like, kill me) but it has something to do with a homicidal murderer. And there it is in a nutshell.
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This is rather exciting story actually, so I'll start at the end, then go to the beginning, then finish with the middle, like all good modern storytellers. My laptop has returned. I was at school, typing an essay, when suddenly, my laptop turned off! I tried turning it back on, but nothing happened. So I plugged it in, thinking that the battery had just run out. Thankfully, it turned on, and worked perfectly. However, it said that there was no battery connected ! But it was! Anyways, we called the repairs place, and they sent a new battery. Although it worked fine, it still said that there was no battery connected. So we sent the laptop away to be repaired, and now it's back, with a new motherboard. They even cleaned the fingermarks off the screen. Wasn't that exciting? -Aero-
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I have some of the wierdest experiences with my car. They aren't horrible, immobilizing things, but they're weird. For instance, my car started fine when the temperature was about -30 Centigrade, but on a day when it was -15, I had to perform the old auxiliary trick to get her going. Anyway, today I arrived home at four thirty (which is exceptionally early, yay!). I'm listening to Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, singing along, nice and happy because I was stoked from a six hundred word essay I had just written about Teddy Roosevelt and environmentalism in the Progressive Era of the USA not only in 45 minutes, but also on just one sheet of paper (including my quick outline). Good stuff. Anyway, I turn off the car and somehow, as I'm taking out the key, it drops out of my hand and falls on top of the steering wheel. But wait! It gets better. Somehow, it managed to fall down underneath the stereo. I couldn't believe it at first and sat there gaping. I surveyed the area, and then I ran inside to grab some tools. A minute later, I'm removing plastic and steel and even styrofoam to get at that key. I used a drawing compass to try to latch onto the key ring. It took me fifteen minutes to retrieve my key, but it was worth it. Now I know what that part of a car looks like. The one downside to this escaped was that it's still well below freezing, so my fingers were numb by the time I screwed in the last of those little fasteners. But no real harm was done. And the moral of the story is: Speak softly, and carry a big key chain.
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I just did something of such immense stupidity that even I'm amazed. I'd like to take this chance to apologize to Black Six for my blunder.
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.....I hope....... *gulp* Got home from an appointement. Check-up type thing. Y'know? Don't know? Yeah. I somehow got out of doing my test. No clue how, though. Maybe I'm such a good student! .... Anyway, I was blogging, when suddenly, a multi-dimensional rift opens and sucks in the rest of this blog entry! What will happen? You can find out, but you need to listen very carefully: You will go to the-- *BZZZZZWARP* *SLURRRRRRRRRRRRRRP* *blip*
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Article -Omi
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Whazzah! A very short story, by me: Once upon a time there was a boy with a very short attention span. This boy went online to write a blog, where he began a story. Whereapon he became bored, and he
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Dude, Heroes is like, the best show ever. I'm so sucked in. Seriously. Give somebody super-powers, and make a show about it? I'm so there.
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So, I'm to the end where I get to go around and fetch the rest of the heart pieces before the final boss. For the life of me I can't locate the last couple. I've gone too the fortuneteller although I have no idea what the old hag wants me to do once I reach the locations she saw in her crystal ball. Nevermind, Vash wins.
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I'm home sick today. Went into class for 15 minutes, then got sick. Yeah. Luckily, I missed a history test and an english presentation. Yeesh- my braces are KILLING ME! Argh!!!! *splat* .... On another note, today's member of the day is...... Drakhan!
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So I am getting a bit better. However I am passed the sore throat and runny nose phase. Now I am in the clogged head and losing my voice phase. So yay. *is blogging from school* -Omi
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Okay, I'm feeling happy again now. I was a rather depressed last night, but I'm better now – a day of bright sun, at least six inches of snow on everything, and just a normal day at school will do that to one. And yes, a normal day at school can make one happy. As exams were last week, we got them back today – I wound up with an A+ in Biology, French, and Latin, an A in Advanced Algebra, an A- in English, and a 97 in History (not sure what letter grade equates to exactly). I am happy. Although comically annoyed at myself – I filled in the wrong bubbles on two multiple choice questions – despite knowing the right answer and circling it on the test! And to think I would have gotten a perfect 100 if I had caught those. But oh well! I also haven't actually seen my Latin exam yet (Dr. Jones was out), but the headmaster dropped in with our quarter, semester, and midterm grades for the class, so I found that I had gotten an A+. As I said, we had a pretty easy translation, and now I'm pretty sure I got the meaning of coatus est right, even if not the literal translation, and that's more what Dr. Jones is interested in... Nocturn approaches! And the Viking Longship! I can't wait for this weekend. ~ ToM
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Guess what? It snowed about two inches today. Thats JUST enough that a car coming by will crush it into ice as opposed to just melting it under friction, like when we got a centimeter. So naturally roads covered in ice are not exactly safe, so we need to bring in the plows. Therefore, lo and behold, we got a 90 minute delayed opening! Huzzah! Guess what? JUST as I was loading the school website to check for a delayed opening, as my danged internet connection was going "Connecting... connecting..." the BUS DECIDES TO COME AT THE NORMAL TIME. First off, our driver seems to NOT notice the fact that THERE ARE ABOUT SEVEN PEOPLE ON THE BUS. Secondly, she doesn't seem to notice that THERE IS NOT A SINGLE OTHER PERSON OR BUS ABOUT WHEN WE GET TO SCHOOL. Third, she DOES NOT wait for us to confirm whether or not there is a delayed opening! Sure, leave a bunch of kids at a school that is POTENTIALLY EMPTY OF ANY ADULT LIFE FORMS. One kid even SAID, hey could ya please wait while we check? And she doesn't seem to entertain the possibility! We get there and we are absolutely ALONE in those halls for about five minutes until we see two teachers entering from the faculty entrance in the back, and they're like well what are you doing here? I end up spending an hour and a half sitting in front of my locker, on the ground, thus causing my feet to continually fall asleep, while I read a book. Thank goodness I always have a good book on me. I mean, GEEZ, I gotta stay after school in the first place to redo a Bio lab that got completely botched, and the extra amount of time I coulda slept late... *sigh* On the bright side, the snow was nice. I paced out "HI!" in the snow on our front lawn. Someone at school paced out something a bit more rude in the snow in the courtyard. Was coming in just a minute ago and I grabbed a handful of snow off a bush, since it looks just so clean and white, and I start eating it, and as it melts, I realize... YECH, this tastes like leaves! Genius move right there. So anyway, that was my day. =D
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Crud. Jut got back from having my braces put in. They're really fun to slide your tongue over..... But they really hurt. They're all sore and stuff. Ungh. Having braces put in is terrible, just terrible. 1. They put pumice in your mouth (yes, the stuff that shoots from volcanoes and buried Pompeii). 2. They slide these weird things in the sides of your mouth. 3. They insert this complicated tubing system over your tongue to suck out saliva. 4. It takes forever. 5. The glue sometimes fall into your mouth. 6. IT'S REALLY UNCOMFORTABLE. 7. The brackets take a really long time to fix in the right position. 8. It's uncomfortable. 9. Then you need to put on these big yellow sunglasses. 10. They have this light that they put over every tooth for 10 seconds each. Do the math. 11. They need to put the wire under a lighter. Don't ask me why. 12. They're really sore. 13. They take forever to tighten and adjust. 14. Due to the geological arrangement of my teeth, I look like a freak with these new braces. 15. Almost forgot: I can't eat subs normally anymore. 16. An allover CRUD. There you have it. 16 reasons not to get braces..... *sigh* I envy the straight toothed.
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Well, I should be at school right now. But I'm not. You see, in a few hours I'm getting my top braces put on. It's no to gum for good. Oh, god, help me! How can I enjoy the meal before the exocution?
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Last night I was feeling sick of my crowded junk-filled room, so I decided to do something about it. For over a year now, my bed was resting on two saw-horses, my closet was filled with random junk, and things slowly piled up under my bed, on my desk, and all over my shelf unit. Well, I was up all night last night starting this daunting task, and I got everything out from under my bed, which was a lot. My bed was about 3 ft above the ground (I wanted it elevated then), stuffed with a ton of things underneath. So I pulled everything out! My entire room was then filled with junk, you couldn't even see the floor! ( well, you could, but you know what I mean. ) Then I went to bed. I spent all day today cleaning and organizing my things. My closet was packed with who knows what, and now it's almost empty! Nothing's under my bed, and nothing ever will, because it's on a platform now... real low to the ground. I'm finally almost done! I just have to find a place for some things... and then vacuum, of course. So tired...
