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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 18:05:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Half hour lunch</title>
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  <description>Normally I left like 3 entries unfinished before I actually publish one. Why? Long entries. It&apos;s a desease. I&apos;m dealing with it. LEA (Long Entries Anony... damnit, however you write that thing). This time, though, when I finally said to myself &quot;publish something!!&quot; ... well, not a half-written entry in sight. Destiny, you and your stupid humor. ... Wait, is there a stand-up comedian name Destiny??? That&apos;ll be awesome. I&apos;ll  be her (oh god, I hope it&apos;s a her) groupie in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New job (2 enough words to put you in context). And our hour (xD for whoever gets the stupid pun I&apos;m laughing about) for lunch is spent here, in front of my computer. Those other two got to the couch first and I didn&apos;t get my half hour uber-relaxation (not really). So I said to myself &quot;you&apos;re awesome&quot;, and then, after I completely agreed with me, I figure I might as well write a little something something to spend the other half hour of lunch doing something absolutely unproductive for humanity and mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer vacations are about to end... I would say &apos;sadly&apos; and start to cry abour the injustice of time-space continuity (yeah, geeks, whatever that means) and that this... like three months flew by in the blink of an eye. I really can ramble about that for a loooot of time (don&apos;t believe me? see my first entries). But!! as I mentioned, I got a job. Cry for me. A little. Though money is a good insentive for this kind of torture. Anyway, now I just want summer vacations to end, or at least, this next two weeks to go bye bye in no time. It&apos;s not that I don&apos;t like using my brain for something other than trying to move the remote control towards me when it&apos;s too far (so far, score is 0 to 51), it&apos;s just that I&apos;d like using my brain from my house... better if it&apos;s from the couch or bed. Call me lazy, but I really work better that way (graphs demostrating this theory are on the way) (err.... but don&apos;t wait up).&lt;br /&gt;After this two weeks go by, I have to decide what to do with my life (again), because apparently, I no longer have the ability of surviving with $5K a month (I really &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; have that ability.... oh, the good times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other subject.... I think I&apos;m finally going to start the scrapbook I wanted of the NY trip. Er... a year and something late?? Y&apos;aha. I&apos;ve got an extremely slow loading bar. Though, I&apos;m probably saying this here and never ever mention the subject again... Or there can be miracles (doubtful). There should be a Scrapbook Professional, whom you could call everytime you have really large amount of photos and have no idea what to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait, before I forget. I got one week of freedom and spent it amoebing in Temuco (city, not person). The trip was a little... blah, because &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; wouldn&apos;t let me sleep with the snoring (if I&apos;d been in the mood, I would&apos;ve played &apos;How many Rolls on his mouth will make him shut up (or choke to death)&apos;. But it was late, and it&apos;d been a waste of Rolls). We didn&apos;t do much... Ok, maybe you did, I mostly just... stayed there... It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My half hour is almost up. So a little summary of everything else, because I know you care soooo much about this, you&apos;re avid for information of me (stalker out there, stop it). Great time in Temuco (city, not person), not uber-great trip, have to get together with Liz &amp; Hime (someday, someday...), just two more week of work... and that would be it. You lost like 4 months of my life and that&apos;s all you get for the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Till... I don&apos;t know, a year maybe. Miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: The &apos;Get Psyched Mix&apos; of Barney actually works xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 20:13:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Most duh conclussion of the day</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boooooored.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely bored.&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;m not even paying attention to this class.&lt;br /&gt;But still. B-o-ring.&lt;br /&gt;Finally yesterday i could enjoy my newly acquired freedom a little more. I would&apos;ve slept aaaaall day. But no, i didn&apos;t. You know why? Yeah, neither do i. I woke up &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; lunch time. Can you believe it?! I can&apos;t xD. And still, with relatively more hours of sleep in my system, i came one hour late to my first class today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that&apos;s life. I can live with that on my conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i do a lot of things day to day (not true, but stay with me for a while), i get bored easily. Why? First answer that comes to mind: life&apos;s boring. But really?? Classes are boring. Melt-my-brain-and-slip-on-the-remains boring. Or maybe this is the only boring class i have, but it&apos;s so bad it sucks every other part of my life, making it like a boredom-blackhole of doom.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god... more than a hundred slides... I&apos;m gonna drop dead right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha ?? Did he...?? I guess we&apos;re free to go now... Wow, like two hours early.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess we&apos;re gonna run for the hills now before his braincells start waking and realize the fact that we&apos;re ending this ev01ness two hours early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*steelty ninja mode on*&lt;br /&gt;*and off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, nobody&apos;s going out... I&apos;ll hang out here for a while...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... how&apos;ve you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-- break --&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom!1! Yeah babes. *Victory dance*&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i really know this is lame. But i&apos;m trying to get a hang on this writing thing again, so it&apos;s going to take a while before things get coherent again... Keep suffering, people.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 15:34:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Last Day!</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Guess what!&lt;br /&gt;Last day, baby!&lt;br /&gt;Huh, how did you guess?&lt;br /&gt;Well well, i quit xD Yeeeeah. Why? Need time to do nothing. Only reason? Well, no, but the most important one.&lt;br /&gt;Downside? No more income, sadly. Cry for me. But anyway, i still have a lot of savings (yay for overly cheap moms and their inherit traits!). Though after this semester is over, i&apos;m planning on working again. I luuuuv lazy time, but without something to keep my brain-engine moving, i think it&apos;ll melt. Besides.... money money money. Won&apos;t die for it, but it&apos;s certainly a good thing to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now i&apos;ll have more time. To do nothing, correct, but also to meet with people. I&apos;ve been posponing social gatherings for like... forever, really. Weekend sacred, so the only real time i got was... well, none, &apos;coz from monday till friday i was busy from 9am till 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m gonna miss having something to keep my brain busy, but i&apos;ll figure something out, i guess. Well, i should actualy catch up with things i&apos;ve been setting aside. Like translating. Gosh, i already feel bad when someone adds me as favorite story =P So, i should be fullfiling my duty regarding that. And i guess that&apos;s about it xD. Not much responsabilities. But on the hobby side of things, i&apos;ll read more, i&apos;ll watch series... and oh! i should do some homework on the time left *wink*. And, of course, timeless trips to Starbucks, &apos;coz i miss it like crazy. I love having that kind of free time. The spend of money without future income will be a little uncomfortable, and my mom probably&apos;ll want me to keep charging me for everything, but i&apos;ll deal with that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, just 6 hours and counting. Then freedom!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 01:16:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yeah, on vacations alright</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Well well!!&lt;br /&gt;No, I&apos;m not bored... well, a little. Actually, i&apos;m waiting for my house to be quiet so i can read like god intended me to. Quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wondering &quot;i&apos;m i back&quot;? Well, not really. I&apos;m probably gonna disappear for a century or so after posting this. Is the circle of life. Or was it the rules of nature? or the Force...? Aaaanyway, you got it. It&apos;s like a &apos;Whoopsie&apos; of Mortal Kombat (btw, i hate that game).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that headache you get for too much TV, or small spaces, or sheer i&apos;m-nothing-to-do-but-if-i-don&apos;t-move-now-i&apos;m-gonna-implode?? Ahhh, bliss, isn&apos;t it? That&apos;s god&apos;s way of telling me to moooove my laaazyyy aaasss. But hey, if there&apos;s a good enough reason, i&apos;m going to need good enough proof. Vacations, ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a lot of people i should be visiting, claiming social reunion, you know? Shake hands, kiss on the cheek, how&apos;s your life / like crap, how&apos;s yours, and so on and on. I lack the social skills, you know that. Some little times i wonder why do you even bother been friends of mine, but then again, i&apos;m friend of yours, aren&apos;t i? Love you with negative numbers on social skills ranking *wink*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have a lot of things to tell you. I&apos;ve doing lot of things lately, and i really haven&apos;t had any time to write... Sort of. But yadda yadda, i don&apos;t really want to summarize my... half a year? of non-posted life. Crappy thing about the online journal? The journal part... And the online part... Huh.&lt;br /&gt;If i didn&apos;t actually like writing here i would&apos;ve called it the ultimate unconscious masochism technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Did I hear an &quot;List encore&quot;? No? Right, anyway, there you go, so if you&apos;re secretively online(..ly?) stalking me (if you are, seriously, stop it) you&apos;ll know what i&apos;ve been up to. Or not. Really, i&apos;m not up to anything. I barely get up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking. Ok, there you go:&lt;br /&gt;- Went to NY on vacation (for X-mas, people! hate me all you want) ::updates on this... you know, when i write it... so for the 2018 you should have all the details!::&lt;br /&gt;- I have a job (an actual one) (no, not the ones where my office is on the street or the working hours are from 8pm to 6am)&lt;br /&gt;- Making money, baby. Uhuuu!&lt;br /&gt;- Most probably gain my weight again (finally!) thanks to incountable trips to Gatsby, Dunkin and Subway. Score!&lt;br /&gt;- Uh... I&apos;m bored&lt;br /&gt;- Still studying (yeah, feel sorry for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, photos and all my modelling pictures (hah, i crack myself up) will be up when... well, when i organize the 2GB i have... And as you know, i tend to take a itsy bitsy tiny while on redacting things (as you can see). Oh, here, some photos so you&apos;ll remember my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, before you ask, it IS a pirate hat. And, before you ask, because i like pirate hats. More than one picture, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moving on... Oh, i&apos;ve read like librarian without a life. A lot. And, as i supposse you&apos;ve noticed, i&apos;m showing them off on mi Lj. I don&apos;t actually own any, because A)spanish translated books sucks B)english books are nowhere to be found C)don&apos;t actually have space in my room for more crap... or no-crap... the point is the no space part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to other things. I have to build a secret money cave somewhere to stash all my earnings. Not much, really, but since i&apos;ve been trained to be cheap, savings is where it pays off. So, cash everywhere. I actually don&apos;t have any idea on how to spend it, so i&apos;m open to suggestions. No. Stop it, i&apos;m not giving it to you. Down boy, down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sorry ladies (i believe there are just women out there who still read this thing... otherwise, sorry little men!), my house has died. Or got quiet. All the same to me. It means more amoeba time, so i&apos;ll keep on reading *blink* more... everyone has their vice, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon, but no promises, seeing that the muse strikes when i&apos;m nowhere near a computer and leaves me as soon as i found one.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 17:55:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Coffee, Brownie... and air...</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Hey!! You&apos;ll never guess were I am!! ... Well, duh, now of course you know because of the title... But for the slow auddience, i&apos;m on Starbucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;You probably wouldn&apos;t know, but since all fridays i have to wait an insanely amount of time, today i came here =)&lt;br /&gt;Last friday i went shopping &apos;cos my mum asked me, and then i had to go pick her up, so i stayed at the Starbucks in &lt;i&gt;Santiago Centro&lt;/i&gt;. Sadly, though, i didn&apos;t had my laptop. Why, you may ask (or not)?? Well, i thought about it, but i went to pick my mother up precisely because i had to carry &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; laptop... i may be inhumanly strong, i know, but not even Spiderman can carry 2 laptops and not die in the process.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, today i had to wait, yet again, but now i didn&apos;t have to go pick my mother up, so yay!! I was in the mood for walking, so i left the U at 11 o&apos;clock and now i&apos;m in &lt;i&gt;Providencia&lt;/i&gt; in a Starbucks i&apos;ve never even seen here, but it appeared!! Fully prepared!! Chocolate brownie, Chocolate créme AND laptop!! *does teh happy dance =D*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course, you&apos;ll probably guess i&apos;m going to annoy you with my &quot;i don&apos;t have anything to write&quot; speech. But you&apos;re wrong!!! Ha! How does it feel?!&lt;br /&gt;... XD Ok, i&apos;m in a good mood today, so that&apos;s why i&apos;m writing like i wrote on my first months using this stuff (honestly, reading past entries... i crack myself up XD) and i know i&apos;ve been missing that here... but hey! At least this entry is half-decent, no??? ...Ok, don&apos;t answer, let me dream, people!!&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, where was i??? Well, anyway, i&apos;m not going to mop about not having anything decent to write. Well, actually, i really don&apos;t, but i figure i&apos;ll tell i bit about... what i&apos;ve done to avoid rot myself with boredom???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming you don&apos;t have any complains with that (if you do, i learned an useful phrase reading &lt;i&gt;Just Listen&lt;/i&gt;: &quot;go fuck yourself... or not&quot;. Now, with that out of the way...), i&apos;ll start randoming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the normal stuff first. I keep translating, and is something that occupies my day. Not much, though, &apos;coz i get bored of it every five minutes, i just do it when i have a death-line. But in my search for betas, i&apos;ve met some few interesting people. They&apos;re really nice, honest. It&apos;s really fun sending them mails and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that... Oh! I found Project Gutemberg, and i spend my time helping there. It&apos;s not dah blast of my day, but i find entertaining once in a while doing something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh, my b-day!! Nothing remarkable... Ah, no, wait, Xime, Tco and Aletsis threw conffetti at me and gave me presents. Thanks, guys =) I really didn&apos;t expected it. Grillo took me out to eat. And Yu-ju is going to go to see a movie with me next monday (a month later, yeah, but we&apos;re pretty busy people =P).&lt;br /&gt;B-day party?? Not much, the usual, actually. Family and cake. Though this time i couldn&apos;t even eat &amp;#62;&amp;#60; *sigh* Damn screwed up body... Well, anyway, i still have chocolate for another month (no kidding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what has pretty much saved my life (really) this days, is reading. Not fics... well, that also, but mostly, i&apos;ve come to discover the beautiful world of e-books!! XD So now i&apos;m reading books. I enter a book-store, write the titles i think i&apos;ll like, then i leave under the hateful stares of the salesman, and then i download them!!! Isn&apos;t it gorgeous?!&lt;br /&gt;To make myself a little clearer, the books i fall in love with have two aspects: 1) the plot HAS to be good. I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; crappy plots! so 50% of the book clasification is because of the plot.&lt;br /&gt;2) if i don&apos;t find a character to fall in love with... well, that&apos;s it... I can like a book, but not &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it if it doesn&apos;t have a great character. It may be a girl or boy (boys i fall in love, girls i find nice). That&apos;s the other 50%.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sharing the titles of the books i&apos;ve read this last two weeks... don&apos;t ask me the reason, ok, i  warned already the randomness of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;green&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse by &lt;i&gt;Stephanie Meyer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in love. My beta recommended this to me when i mentioned i had nothing to read since HP is over. So i&apos;m in love. I want my Edward...&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of book that makes you sigh and give that little screams when someone&apos;s about to die... Or makes you drool... well, pretty much all over the book since the beggining. I really liked it. And it&apos;s surprising &apos;coz i&apos;m not a sucker for romantic novels, but this one won me over. I blushed whenever Bella did. I&apos;m actually envious of her ¬¬* Edward has that kind of humor i get really well, and so does Bella. I assume everyone like Alice... well, she&apos;s likable, not lovable, though. And Jacob!!! OMG, Jacob!! At first i found him annoying!! I mean, it was like &apos;back off!!&apos;... And besides, it reminded me of something... But then, oh my gosh, he&apos;s droooool... But i still drool more over Edward. They&apos;re releasing a movie of &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt; this year, but i don&apos;t like the characters there, they don&apos;t make Edward justice *sigh*!!&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mum to buy them in Panama this week. The english version &amp;lt;3 The sad thing is: the only book left is the last T.T Sob! I don&apos;t want it to end so fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;Note: Like-a-zillion-thousends%!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;green&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Host by &lt;i&gt;Stephanie Meyer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn&apos;t part of the saga, but i found it while looking for &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;. The plot is good, almost great. And the characters... adorable, but not swope-my-of-my-feet great. You know what i mean ;) Ian is petable. And Wanda is nice... Though, after reading &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;, it kinda dulls in comparition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Characters: 35%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Plot: 45%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;Note: 80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;green&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Los guardianes del tiempo by &lt;i&gt;Marianne Curley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated it. HATED IT. Maybe when i was younger i would have liked it. Maybe. But urgh!! Character, pretty obvious, lame. Plot: ...bad narrative, lame... argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Characters: 0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Plot: 0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;Note: Don&apos;t read it, is not woth it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;green&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uglies, Pretties, Specials by &lt;i&gt;by Scott Westerfeld&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good, actually. Not incredibly funny, but a good novel. I like the characters a lot too. And the way they talk XD My imagination is wonderful, i could imagine all of it. Bubbling XD So happy-making to read the book. Though the end of the third is totally bogus. Like, so bubblehead.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. But Zane died!!!! (oh, watch out, that was spoiler XD) I loved him!! He appeared like two times in the whole thing, but i liked him very much... Pity... David should have died... or Shay, she&apos;s totally not bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;I have to read &lt;i&gt;Extras&lt;/i&gt;, the fourth part of the trilogy (yeah, i know, duh), but i wanted to get away from it for a while to clear a little my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Characters: 40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Plot: 40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;Note: 80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;green&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Listen &amp; The truth about forever &lt;i&gt;by Sarah Dessen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ñam... The plot is... i don&apos;t know, normal?? Maybe... Well, the thing is i dream about fantastic worlds, so when a normal one appears, though good it may be, it isn&apos;t &lt;i&gt;awesome&lt;/i&gt; for me, get it? So that&apos;s the thing with those books, they&apos;re really good, i really liked them, but i don&apos;t die for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Characters: 35%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;      Plot: 30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;blue&quot;&gt;Note: 65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s about it. I haven&apos;t read anything else because i don&apos;t have enough time!! Stupid studies!! Now i&apos;m reading &lt;i&gt;Night Watch&lt;/i&gt;. I&apos;ll let you know about it later ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&apos;m putting pictures here because is so rare for me to have any...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;For those of you who don&apos;t know little Fran, here she is!! She&apos;s the cuttest. Everytime she goes to my house, she kidnaps my sheep (she&apos;s holding it now)!! Well, now she ask for it XD. She can&apos;t talk, but she enters my room and looks at me with those huge eyes and point to it saying &apos;dah?!?!&apos; ... and i go &apos;ok, ok, take it&apos;. Matures conversations rocks.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Oh, poor little dog. XD I don&apos;t know what she&apos;s trying, but the dog face crack me up XD It practically screams &lt;small-caps&gt;&apos;SAVE ME, ANYONE!! SHE&apos;S Ev01!!!&apos;&lt;/small-caps&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;If you don&apos;t know him, he&apos;s my little brother. We got bored last saturday during my mom&apos;s reunion with some companions... we got something to do in the meantime XD&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it. I&apos;ve spent a fair amount of time writing, so now i&apos;m going content with myself. See you some other day ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid2-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 01:29:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;I just feel obligated to update this &apos;coz you see, i change the layout =P&lt;br /&gt;So yay, updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been keeping myself busy with the fanfic thingys, so that&apos;s why i&apos;ve practicly disappear from here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!, so this entry is like a bit memorable, i&apos;ll tell today is like a super day! I ate crepes!! *drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye</description>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;We really have nothing to do today either. I mean, even the boss told us that... And yet i still have to do work-hours. And besides, i&apos;m meeting Lari today at 19, so no point in going out early or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... *blank* Inspiration be damn. I always get inspired to write around 3 in the morning. It&apos;s bloody annoying! Coz i can&apos;t get up and write coz i&apos;m going to drop dead from sleep and i can&apos;t sleep &apos;cos i&apos;m thinking about writing... And now i don&apos;t really wanna write. I mean, i don&apos;t have much to tell you. Work is regular, though tomorrow we&apos;ll hopefully start doing something other than databases (which i&apos;m frankly sick about at this point). Yesterday we had a barbeque at my house with no other reason than to eat meat. Weekend was spent Dance Danc-ing and melting and reading fics. I&apos;m also almost finishing translating another chapter of the fic-thingy, so i don&apos;t get burn alive by the readers.&lt;br /&gt;What else.... Oh, Fran&apos;s start babbling about everything, but in no language we can recognize... I gather it sounds like the language the gall in The Fifth Element talk, but who knows. She still cries when someone sings &apos;Happy birthday&apos;, so we still do it just to annoy her.&lt;br /&gt;My brother got a job at Dunkin Donuts. That b****. I wanted to work in that place. Donuts *drool*. But anyway, happy for him (or not).&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, i haven&apos;t seen a glimpse from the others. Oh, but today i catch Grillo on msn (i finally was able to figure out how to make that thing work) and we agree to meet tomorrow. So yay. I haven&apos;t seen him in a while. A long while. Besides, as we&apos;re meeting in front of Yogen Früz, i reckon i&apos;ll end up eating ice-cream. I have no will power, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i hate free time at the office (ha, how important does that sound... but is not). I feel irresponsible for not doing anything but i really don&apos;t have anything to do. Crap. Damn concience anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven&apos;t decide how to call my stuffed-sheep, i guess i won&apos;t then. Most of my stuffed-animals don&apos;t have a name anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i still have an hour an forty-five minutes to spend my time ... well, doing absolutely nothing remarkable. I could write a mail, i know, but uhm... nah, don&apos;t feel like it. I could write something important in here, but i don&apos;t know what, so that&apos;s off the table... And i ran out of ideas...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m open to suggestions, though. How do you kill time in an office?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 20:56:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;So, ok, i have nothing to do. Absolutely completely totally nothing. I&apos;ve made every idle thing i could think about to pass time. I wrote mails. To everyone. The only person i didn&apos;t mailed was Marti, but i personally believe that he already knew i was going to mail him and he deleted that function from me. Like DELETE mail_marti FROM Mortal WHERE name=&apos;Niz&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;So, see how bored i am now as to be writing here???&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i like to write here, but in the pass months i&apos;ve simply lack the ability to put words together and everything. I now focus my artistic writing mood in... well, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But ok, back to the main plot: I AM BOOOORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m at work now. Looking at a Database model we designed... and i can swear that rubbing my two left braincells together, like if i wanted to make fire, isn&apos;t working anymore. I mean, there is nuthing tu du!!!! I&apos;ve look at the model over and over again. I&apos;ve found flaws, i&apos;ve fixed them. The others two found flaws, i explain there is no mistake and they nod. They found the same mistake again, and i explain again. And again. And again. And that&apos;s how i&apos;ve ended up with two braincells only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s hot in here. And i&apos;m honestly not talking about the two other guys at practice here too. This is the most mixed up bussiness evah. But it&apos;s fun to try un-mix it.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been made to hired people, understand business, tell the people that made the business understand that their weys do not work. Everything. And all in less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i&apos;ve had vacations already. And my first pay. Not much, but better than nothing. I want my vacations back, though, but better get this things out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;And is a great practice to the software thingy we have to do this year.&lt;br /&gt;I have people here looking at what i write so i&apos;m feeling kinda ur.... disturbed??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it&apos;s fun, but mixed up. And it seems like it&apos;s never going to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, regarding holidays and stuff... I did fine. Xmas was like always. Uh uh!! I have a notebook now &amp;lt;3. Though Vista is crap. Less than goose-dung. And it doesn&apos;t like ubuntu *cries*. But when super-zucar-letsis comes, i&apos;ll bet he&apos;ll fix it and leave it all pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, i haven&apos;t seen much people, really. Just Aletsis, he gave me a Harry Potter wand!! &lt;small&gt;(made of paper of course)&lt;/small&gt; *hugs*.&lt;br /&gt;This xmas i was crap at presents. I didn&apos;t gave any. Well, my mum and aunt and Fran, of course. But no friends. I know, i suck. But i didn&apos;t know what to give, so i didn&apos;t. Lari gave me a sheep!!! It&apos;s the cutest! I&apos;m thinking of calling it &apos;ovejis&apos;... or &apos;sheepy&apos;... or any other lame thing i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been translating again, and reading in german and sending mails and reading fics like my life&apos;s ending. And formating my computer like it were a hobby of mine (and it&apos;s not!!).&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, all this time i&apos;ve being melting like a lolypop in hell. Hate summer. It&apos;s ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know i&apos;ve randomly writing my life here, but it just come and goes).&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve eat so much fastfood my eyes are going to pop out. And that&apos;s it. New year was calm and nothing interesting at all. I didn&apos;t even went out to se the light-generator burning down.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn another language but it&apos;s obvious i won&apos;t have the time this year. I still don&apos;t know which subjects to take yet. I think i have to pay the university like around now. Friday i&apos;m going to sleepover at Chika&apos;s, along with Lari. I haven&apos;t found an off-line traductor, so if you know one it&apos;ll be great. I don&apos;t know about the rest of the world, but my guess is they&apos;re also melting down. I&apos;ve realize they cut half of the amazon forest to print sheets here. I miss my &apos;knickers. I miss my pj&apos;s. And i miss my bed T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it&apos;s been a nice time. I wanna rest, but i wanna at least make a decent start of software here. I&apos;ve had more headaches this weeks than all last year. But hey, that&apos;s work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;*mutters*...hate work...&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;My brain is melting. Spend much time in front of a computer should be forbidden by God. Well, really, that&apos;s not the reason, i think. I just wrote to mails in german. It took me 2 hours and a half. And it weren&apos;t even long mails. No, average ones. German kills.&lt;br /&gt;So, new things... Uhm... I&apos;m going to classes, and eventually i&apos;m going to be able to actually do stuff, so yay! Ah... yesterday i saw Chika, finally! This friday is her birthday, so i have to crush my brain to think what am i going to give her.&lt;br /&gt;Ahm... oh, i went to the seminar in Valpo. The one that last year was in ... i don&apos;t know where. Well, this year it was in Valpo. Grillo and Joe went too. It was fun really.&lt;br /&gt;This is my final lab! Yay! I&apos;m tired of them, honestly. Then i have ping pong. It&apos;s fun to play, but the teacher kills all the fun out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t eat, but i don&apos;t want to stand up to go buy something, so i think i&apos;ll get pass it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was it xD. All the writting mood went with the mails i sent, so now this is just sad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 17:41:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Germany!</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Lolz, i&apos;ve just realized today is Germany&apos;s day! xD Well, i don&apos;t remember the correct name, but you know, the day Berlin&apos;s Wall was taken down by a bunch of angry giants ants. Anyway, this day, when i was on school, was celebrated. It was kinda fun... well, ok, no, it was absolutely boooring.&lt;br /&gt;When we were little, the &apos;show&apos; the big girls put on stage was completely on german, so, as you can imagine, we didn&apos;t understand a thing they were saying. As we grow old... we still didn&apos;t understand. Really, german is a language just german nuns and german professors can understand. We don&apos;t, we just pretend we do. The ones that pretend right are the ones that get good grades, the others don&apos;t. Logic.&lt;br /&gt;So, as little, it wasn&apos;t fun. And as we couldn&apos;t understand... Even the show itself was boring, so there was nothing to understand really.&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing was that the gave us Berlins ^^... The problem at that time was that i didn&apos;t like Berlins when i was little. So no funny 3th Oktober for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was in last year of school, it was our turn to organize that show. And to organize 18th September. And another thing that i don&apos;t remember. Well, since we had as german teacher a really strict (and german xD) teacher, there could be no faults.&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a good time doing that. I was helping the one in charge to organize all the classes that were doing a mini-act, and besides some random classmate put me as her junior to do the scenery. And besides i had to create the opening act. xD. Years and years trying to pass unnoticed so that no one ask me anything and i get to do all that stuff in last year. *Sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a good act anyway. I&apos;m proud of it. It was the bestestestestest of all years. People actually didn&apos;t sleep during it. The gym was beautiful, the opening act was good. We had the great idea to translate the german parts (finally!!1!)... Anyway, proud of it. And even our german teacher liked it, so that a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;The bad part was that when i finally started to like Berlines, they don&apos;t give them anymore. Now the gave... uhm, i believe it was cookies? Or a tiny chocolate? Arg, don&apos;t remember so good, but it wasn&apos;t that big deal, so sob.&lt;br /&gt;Three years out of school and i don&apos;t miss that act, i don&apos;t miss that date, i don&apos;t miss german, but i do remember that act =) It was cool to be able to do something nice for a change xD &apos;cos all the other classes thought we were losers that couldn&apos;t do anything right, so it was nice to prove them wrong. And shove it on they&apos;re faces /gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, memory space... So, what else can i tell you... Nuthing ... sob...&lt;br /&gt;I have a few days to do nothing &apos;til the test come again. Til today i&apos;ve been able to come out victorious of all of them, so yay. Next week is &lt;i&gt;Semana Sansana&lt;/i&gt;. I don&apos;t know if i&apos;m going to come this year. Last year we did the &lt;i&gt;tareo&lt;/i&gt;, remember? It was fun xD. But this year i don&apos;t plan to do anything, so... well, more free days. After that... Oh, &lt;i&gt;Anime Expo&lt;/i&gt; is coming. Almost everyone got their tickets already.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i also correct quizes today. Not mine, some that Brian had to correct and i offered him my help. It&apos;s fun to do that. When i was at school i had a great time doing it... Well, just in maths, and when i was relatively little anyway. When you see the quizes, sometimes you get the urge to write &lt;i&gt;&apos;WTF you n00b!&lt;/i&gt;, but then you remember that your own &lt;i&gt;ayudante&lt;/i&gt; should be thinking the same about your quizes, so better don&apos;t xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... i should get going now... allegedly i&apos;m going to help Ale to do the Healthy Day tomorrow, but i don&apos;t know, so i should go to her office now... I don&apos;t want to stand up... I should be able to float or something. Stupid gravity.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 21:35:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not-pretending</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Yeap, another highly un-useful day. Mondays, who wants them anyway *sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;Today i decided to skip class this morning, because those classes are boooooring. And i was late for maths, but luckily the professor was late also.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, i&apos;m doing nothing right now. I&apos;ve spent like two hours here. Playing with iGoogle xD. Grillo and me found some lol stuff there, so we&apos;re keeping ourselves busy at the time. But right now i&apos;ve collapsed from all the gadgets, so i&apos;m taking a little break.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve wanted to update this thing like forever *sigh*, but as you know i always get bored of writing like the minute i start... Besides, i was supposed to be studying for a test last Thursday and doing a lab thing for today. But i already did those stuff =). I should too translate the fic thingy, but because my ded-computer erased all that i had written, i don&apos;t want to do the same thing again, so screw the readers...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i&apos;m out of rambling today, to much free time does that. And iGoogle is also guilty for that. Seriously, &apos;Things to Ponder&apos; kills all your brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just have to wait like an hour to go to ping-pong, so it&apos;s only one hour for me to throw my brain cells away ^^.&lt;br /&gt;So, what else do i have to tell you to kill time??&lt;br /&gt;... Uhm... well, my mum is off to nowhere again. So... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, we celebrated my aunt&apos;s b-day yesterday, so i got to eat ice-cream cake =D. I gave her a Mini-Sudoku, &apos;coz i hate to give clothes as presents. I have to start thinking of a present for Chika, though i always leave it for the last day.&lt;br /&gt;I started (yes, finally) to see &lt;i&gt;Prison Break&lt;/i&gt;, the one that Temuco lend me. But i&apos;m in like the third, so it&apos;s going to take sometime.&lt;br /&gt;It disturbs me that Lj now has red underlines for bad-spelling, like Word... I feel watched by it xD. Friki.&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t read to much, but i have at least.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my mum, before she left, got her annual-you-have-to-take-advantage-because-it-lasts-like-two-seconds obsessive-compulsive buyer disease. So she got, last last week, a &lt;i&gt;Multifuncional&lt;/i&gt; xD (out of nowhere, just &apos;coz she wanted to, it&apos;s weird). And just because she didn&apos;t like how our last desk looked like with the new thingy, she bought a new one. A giant new one... I love when she does that. And when she gets back, she want to buy a new couch... I honestly don&apos;t understand her,... but anyway, it&apos;s her money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, i&apos;ve only used 15 minutes... I thought of doing a meme, but they&apos;re always so long... Damnit. My leg itches... Random, i know, but it does.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Ah, well, i think i&apos;m going to go read something, i don&apos;t want to keep writing xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]: And now Grillo is reading this besides me and it&apos;s disturbing... *pets Grillo*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 21:20:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quick update</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Sobs, my computer died, again xD. Brothers *sigh*. Anyway, i don&apos;t have much to say now. I&apos;m using my mum&apos;s notebook. She has it here for work, but lend it to me for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve gone out everyday, i haven&apos;t got a chance to stay in my bed the whole day, sadly, but i will, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Good things?&lt;br /&gt;I saw Lari on sunday and we had a great time, we went to a &lt;i&gt;Fonda&lt;/i&gt;, she had never gone to one, so yay for her. We ate a lot, and i bought a Lord of the Ring&apos;s ring, but i wear it as a necklace because i have tiny fingers. She bought a... i don&apos;t remember how is it called, but it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... i finally saw my dad&apos;s house. It&apos;s nice and homey, and though all it represents having a new home, i like this one better.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my little sister. I luv her ^^, though i don&apos;t know why, i barely see her.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a lot all this days xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things?&lt;br /&gt;My computer died xD&lt;br /&gt;I cried a whole lot sunday morning. Honestly, having friends is going to kill me one of this days.&lt;br /&gt;Cried too monday afternoon. Having a dad is going to kill me one of this days too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s about it. I don&apos;t know much about the rest of the world, but i hope they&apos;re enjoying their vacations.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and i learned that there&apos;s a fruit called &apos;mamones&apos; and another one called &apos;mocos&apos; xD Costa Rica is weird.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:21:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Un-theme</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Chan, chan chaaan *suspense music, not melodramatic*&lt;br /&gt;See what the free time and nobody in the Casino makes me do??? Write. That&apos;s right. The problem is i don&apos;t have that much to write about right now. Like i don&apos;t have a theme. Pity. ...soooo.... Random stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i&apos;m incredibly hungry. Oddly, this past weeks i&apos;ve been hungry everyday and still, this are the weeks i have eaten most in all year. Like everything xD, when i have food available, of course. And just yummy food anyway xD, the yucky one i don&apos;t eat that much.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, with that out of the way... what else?? I haven&apos;t even told you about my classes this semester, have i? I should, i guess. Tada! The oh-so-hateable list has return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#61B329&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maths 3:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;*Shark background music* Yes, it has return, it never left, it never dies, it&apos;s going to stay here forevah and evah, because that&apos;s how Satan choose to punish us for... i don&apos;t know, killing his satan-puppy or something.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i don&apos;t seem to be able to get rid of this stupid subject anyway. I swear, the Math God (yes, there is one) has in it for me. Almost all of us are in that math anyway, so i don&apos;t feel alone or anything, i&apos;m part of the mob. The only catch here is that i don&apos;t really like the professor we&apos;ve got this time, and the classes are way to early for my taste. I mean, like not in the morning, but the thing before the morning, how do you call it? Frikin early! That&apos;s how you call it. I mean, who has the brain energy to think mathematic things when you are still wandering if you put your undies the right way. Or when the professor ask you what are you doing when you still think you are brushing your teeth with an imaginary toothbrush. I mean, come on! I can&apos;t even add well when i&apos;m awake (the few times i am), and you ask me to do all that stuff when i&apos;m sleeping with my eyes open?? Ewwww.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, Geraldo (yes, HE is back too!, When i thought i was never going to see him again, he comes back. Did you hear the Shark music?? Well, HE has that background music glued in him. When he enters the classroom he comes humming it. Yes, HE humms it. He&apos;s &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; bad.) ...what was i saying?? Oh, right, Geraldo (*chanchanchanchanchanchanchan*) has his PMS this semester. Apparently he is tired that people answer the Professor&apos;s Poll saying he isn&apos;t punctual (well, duh! I don&apos;t ask people not telling i have long hair when i DO, he&apos;s basically asking people to lie for him), so he threatened us with not allowing us to enter the classroom if we are late. So, the more reason to be here early... but i wanna sleeeeeep *pout*. And! Women sex-appeal don&apos;t work this time (yeah, people, be affraid). The demostration??:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; You are late! You can&apos;t come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;mode action:look helpless&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random pseudo sexy-girl:&lt;/i&gt; *pouts* Ohhh, but &apos;profe&apos; *sexy wink*, i&apos;m just a little late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; You&apos;re 45 minutes late!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;mode action:look sexy&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random pseudo sexy-girl:&lt;/i&gt; *pouts* But still *uber-sexy-wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; You can&apos;t come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I swear i almost had a flashback when Gandalf said that &apos;you shall not pass&apos; thing, xD&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;mode action:look sexy AND uber-helpless&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random pseudo sexy-girl:&lt;/i&gt; *pouts* But but... it&apos;s cold out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Almost had an aneurisma trying not to laugh at this part&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; Get out. Go get a coffee at the casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;mode action:pseudo i&apos;m-so-angry-at-you-right-now-but-i&apos;m-still-able-to-look-sexy&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Well, nothing to do about it. Not that i was going to try that aproach with him, but still.&lt;br /&gt;...I really don&apos;t like maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#61B329&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physics 130:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;First time i&apos;ve done this one. The professor is... uhm, well, she, as a person, is lol. Now as a professor... i might as well stay home for her classes. She has showed us at least twenty applets and has actually done like just two real classes. It&apos;s like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;*thinks* crap, i don&apos;t want to do classes today, i wanna go home and eat fries&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; oh, i don&apos;t have internet... Well, homework! You have to see this applets at home, you&apos;ll understand right away, so no point in doing classes today really, go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;N00b-not-professor:&lt;/i&gt; But i came here just for this classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; I said home, damnit!! Applets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;N00b-not-professor:&lt;/i&gt; But the test is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; Applets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t had any test to the date, but i hope i&apos;ll do good. Anyway, classes are almost always fun, we don&apos;t learn anything at all, our homework is to look at the applets at home... And that pretty much sumarizes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#61B329&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;FisW: Software Engeneering (asdf spelling) Fundaments.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Three words for it: Booo ooo ooring. The subject itself is... useless. I mean, they teach you the steps to do a software, but they are boring steps, like worrying about the design, and contracts... boring. The professor is... ok, i guess, i mean, if the subject were cool, she&apos;ll be cool, but as it is...&lt;br /&gt;And... that&apos;s it xD. Is one of my nerd-classes this semester, and i really hope it last just this one. You see, i bet even Marti doesn&apos;t like that subject, he always send viruses to the professor&apos;s notebook xD. I wish this semester&apos;s nerdy classes were much more... nerdier??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#61B329&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;S.I: Information Systems. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Do you remember what i say about &lt;a href=&quot;http://lessien-yavetil.livejournal.com/13610.html&quot;&gt;Administration&lt;/a&gt;?? Ok, idem. The only diference is that the professor (a woman) is agressor xD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; Ok, what did we see last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;N00b-not-professor:&lt;/i&gt; Almarza knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Professor:&lt;/i&gt; *angry mode*ALMARZA DOESN&apos;T KNOW BECAUSE HE FELT ASLEEP LAST CLASS!!! *shoots lazer out of her eyes and kills Almarza*&lt;br /&gt;*normal mode* So, the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why Almarza is still alive after that. I hate useless-agressive-boring nerd classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#61B329&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;O.S: Operation Systems...Nerd class&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;This is the only one that&apos;s worth. Suposedly our professor was going to be that french guy, but luckily he had to run away from the narcos. xD well, i don&apos;t know why, but still, our new professor is much better. Classes of one hour, jokes (average ones) and subjects worthy learning! Yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end. I got bored of writing like in the middle of it. Besides Yu-ju blackmailed me to go to the casino with them and i end up with no extra-anticucho anyway *sob*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now i&apos;m at home and i want to go to bed, because i&apos;m lazy. Summary!&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t went to the U on tuesday, because of the angry mob at Downtown, and &apos;cos i had other things to attend. Honestly i wanted to sleep til late, but my plan didn&apos;t work that much and i ended up waking early anyway. Well, it&apos; was worthy nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... extra holidays next week, yayz =) Uhm... three tests this week, but almost over.&lt;br /&gt;Things are starting to fall back into place, and others are way off, uhm... and tada. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see? i did write!)&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 01:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Asdf</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Nerdiness scores xD. Just &lt;i&gt;HAVE&lt;/i&gt; to post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nerdtests.com/nq_ref.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/a44b7b22ce20fd25.gif&quot; alt=&quot;I am nerdier than 56% of all people. Are you a nerd? Click here to find out!&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a second one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nerdtests.com/nt2ref.html&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/nt2/8d573245c6966902.png&quot; alt=&quot;NerdTests.com says I&amp;#39;m a Slightly Dorky High Nerd.  What are you?  Click here!&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:55:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New &amp; Purple</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;So yay ^^.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new layout, as you can see. I really put myself into it this time. I know this thing has like major mistakes, and as always, the friends&apos;s page is kinda screwed up xD, but i don&apos;t care. I&apos;ll be improving it with time, it think. At least i intent to do so xD.&lt;br /&gt;Took me days to find one layout, and then figure out what i want to do with it. Hard to find one &apos;coz it depended on my mood, and what to do with it... well, i just don&apos;t like things so plain simple, thought it&apos;s beautifull anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, credits?? Yeah, better now than never, right? I always forget to do things when i say i&apos;ll do it later.&lt;br /&gt;First of all: the layout itself. Uhm, let me find the page... &lt;a href=&quot;http://ljlayouts.org/layouts.php?location=defaultlj&quot;&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt; Tada! It has &lt;a href=&quot;http://ljlayouts.org/previews/default3.gif&quot;&gt;the unicorn&lt;/a&gt;... and that.&lt;br /&gt;The moon and water came from google and me being bored xD I used and &lt;a href=&quot;http://pcoward.com/imagemapper/&quot;&gt;image mapper&lt;/a&gt; for the header, ... and i use the header to cover the navegation bar, lolz. Who forced me to use S1&apos;s that have no way to delete it alone. Damn them. Next time, Generator, that&apos;s the answer.&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s about it... Ah no, the quote i wrote... well, i don&apos;t know really where it came from. I keep a lot of quotes, and this kinda seem apropiate, though it was very dificult to choose from the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was it?? Omg, i thought crediting was going to be a lot more boring and dificult and asdf.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to lie to you saying i&apos;ll be probably updating soon... just let&apos;s say i might be in the mood one of this days (though i shouldn&apos;t, i have too many test to do it).</description>
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  <lj:music>Hold Me Tight - Missy Higgins</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2007 21:31:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>About birthdays and everything</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;So, people remind me tomorrow is my birthday, like i don&apos;t know already xD. At first is like &lt;i&gt;(inner monologe reflecting to the outside with a very deathly glare) &lt;/i&gt; &apos;woh, thank you for clearing that up for me, if it weren&apos;t for you i don&apos;t know what would i&apos;ve done!&apos; (see the sarcasm there?). Really, like i was going to forget it *rolls eyes*.&lt;br /&gt;I hate when people do that. I hate it because is like they&apos;re telling me &lt;i&gt;&apos;it&apos;s your b-day and you should be all excited and reminding people that&apos;s your birthday and what they should get you for presents and party and why don&apos;t i see you all happy and everything you don&apos;t remember it&apos;s your day and you&apos;re going to be older and you&apos;ll have more freedom to do stuff and presents and cake and get excited damnit! why don&apos;t you show some emotion you freaking statue?!&apos;&lt;/i&gt;. That is what annoyes me. Luckily that didn&apos;t happened so often this year ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, for my birthday, i&apos;ve learned to not expect anything. Not because i&apos;ve got dissapointed in the past, no. It&apos;s just that i enjoy everything that much more if i don&apos;t have expectations... Like when you are happy for getting a 6 in school; you&apos;re less happy for that same 6 if you thought you&apos;d get a 7. The same concept here.&lt;br /&gt;So, i&apos;m still a little girl, you see? I enjoy my birthday just because it is my birthday. I enjoy little things because i learned that little things are the best always. Because little things are easy to get and easy to enjoy. You can find little things everywhere, and just because no one cares for the little things anymore, they are much more treasured. And though i&apos;m going to be one year older, i&apos;m not going to grow up, i refuse, because i won&apos;t lose the things i love being a child. And they say i will someday have to grow up, but i can have both, i think that enjoying life being a child is a much more mature decision than any decision a 30 year old grown up could make. I&apos;m still a child and i&apos;m glad to be one.&lt;br /&gt;One song says: &lt;i&gt;&quot;I wish i was a kid who forgot how to grow&quot;&lt;/i&gt;. I&apos;ve achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i don&apos;t think &lt;i&gt;&apos;oh, i&apos;m going to have lots of presents, everybody is going to congratulate me and blah blah&apos;&lt;/i&gt;. I don&apos;t have expectations, but i know it&apos;s going to be a good day. It&apos;s always a good day. Some days are sadder than others, but good days anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And lately i&apos;ve had so many many many many great days. Many many many... With leaves and autumn and grass and nothing and breathing and just being there. I mean, i was happy a long time ago, because i decided i should be happy, but now i&apos;m happier =3. Really really happier. I could go back to where i was like two years ago, i was midly happy two years ago, and maybe someday i&apos;ll have to, for whatever reason. It wouldn&apos;t be bad, because i was happy before, but there&apos;s no need to if i have all of you here ^^.&lt;br /&gt;You see, i can live without you, i just don&apos;t want to, because life is so much beautiful this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon, when Grillo, Brian &amp; I were walking to the U, they started talking about birthdays. Grillo didn&apos;t know what to ask for his. I told them i didn&apos;t know either. Brian said i should ask for things that i needed. I told him i stop needing things a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, at lunch time, my mum asked me &lt;i&gt;&apos;Tell me, what can i give to a girl who has already everything?&apos;&lt;/i&gt;. First thing that shocked me is that she still considers me a &apos;girl&apos; ^^. Second thing, i didn&apos;t realized she noticed i don&apos;t need things. I have everything. Normally she doesn&apos;t notice that kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon, Xime thanked me for being her friend, for everything i&apos;ve done for her... You&apos;re lolz. You don&apos;t realized, but you&apos;ve done all those thing for me as well. You&apos;ve being my friend, one i hold dearly in my heart. You&apos;ve been there for me and i know you will whenever i need someone. The one thing i&apos;m really proud of my life is my friends. I couldn&apos;t have found better ones. Ones that love me as much as you do, or cares for me as much...&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i hope you all realized: i have everything. I have laughs everyday. I have people laughing with me. I have something to expect everyday. I have reasons to wake up and go to sleep. I have peace whenever i want. I have my life. I have you. I&apos;m happy.&lt;br /&gt;So Xime told me it&apos;s going to be a day to remember. I know. I knew it since i almost broke your nose with a hug.</description>
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  <lj:music>Life is like a boat</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 21:08:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nobody is leaving &amp; Nobody will let you fall</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Really horrible weeks the ones that are coming. Though i&apos;m not worried. I mean, kinda, the normal amount, not the &apos;omgimgoingtodiekillmenow!&apos; type of worried. All exams and tests and stuff. Oh well. The good thing: just two weeks *sigh*. Just in time to end for my b-day, so i don&apos;t have anything to be stressed upon with the U and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So what else? Really short &apos;coz i&apos;m supossed to be doing a homework... Uhm, we went to Grillo&apos;s. It was cool. He fed us. *pets Grillo*. It was a really great time. We also went to the movies. The movie suckd, but the rest of the evening was great.&lt;br /&gt;End of the summary.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no, wait, i also when to Brian house last tuesday ^^. I played Ro, and we got up really early on wednesday morning &amp;#62;&amp;#60;.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now the end.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok, let&apos;s summarize this week.&lt;br /&gt;Good things?&lt;br /&gt;- I did good on my test last tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;- Brian ended his test, so yays. *kiss*&lt;br /&gt;- I had a great time at Brian&apos;s house. The sky was really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;- I was so bored in LP class that i actually laught about EVERYTHING. Ah, that was uber-lolz. I even laught &apos;coz of Shofu&apos;s most shofuistics jokes... Yeah, scary.&lt;br /&gt;- I found out about the uber-express-busses that take me near the U in less than an hour. I &amp;lt;3 busses-uber-xpress.&lt;br /&gt;- I actually started tha LP homework xD&lt;br /&gt;- Movies on friday. Ate an ice-cream, yogen früz. Rest on the grass. Good day.&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday i saw Anibal. Uhm, we gather at Grillo&apos;s. We played. I got hit a couple of times. We ate. Good day.&lt;br /&gt;- It&apos;s been actually three weeks, i&apos;m amazed.&lt;br /&gt;- Lasagna!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things:&lt;br /&gt;- None.&lt;br /&gt;... Ok, there&apos;s been some minor couple little things, but who cares!? There are good things!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, end, the real end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not long PS ahead:)&lt;br /&gt;(To Xime, obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn&apos;t resist, really. You see, i have a .doc where i leave all the quotes i see and like on internet and save them. Well, i read it today and step upon this one, reminded me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&quot;When you step to the ledge of all the light you have left, and you take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you might believe one of two things will happend. There will be something solid for you step upon, or you will learn how to fly.&quot;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may object that you didn&apos;t have any of those. You didn&apos;t have anything solid to walk, neither did you learn how to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t worry, we&apos;ll keep catching you until you do.</description>
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  <lj:music>... right, let me open Winamp first</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">... right, let me open Winamp first</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 00:40:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Impressions</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Since last week i&apos;ve had the oportunity to gather some few impressions about me dating. For real, if i&apos;d known the reactions would have being so lolz, i&apos;d have done it earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s see... first i told my dad, the same saturday. Then my brother, just because he asked. Uhm, next was friday when i went out with Lari, and finally my mum when she came home last saturday. At University i didn&apos;t tell anybody, everyone seemed to already know, i wonder why xD. Well, except Cristobal, who looked at us like we were a three headed monster or something, haha, that was lolz too xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here some reactions. I&apos;m writing them here for myself, so i don&apos;t forget, but everybody is free to read ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; OMG (writer license xD) Why didn&apos;t you tell me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; But sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; It happened like less than an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Oh... He knows that if he hit you I&apos;ll kill him, right? &lt;b&gt;(Death threat number one)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *sigh* Yeah, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; But don&apos;t think that i&apos;m overprotecting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *roll eyes* Of course not, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dad:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I&apos;m just being cautious because i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I love you too, dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I&apos;m dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; You&apos;re cursed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *Stares at me for a long time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *Keeps staring and smiling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Awwwww *hugs* You&apos;re all grown up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Stop it ¬¬.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I&apos;m dating someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Oh... Which one of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Wha??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; By the way they were calling you by phone I figured there were like three guys after you. Which one of them is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(*Damnit ¬¬*)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *Types on the keyboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; How are things with your boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; You do know that if he so much as touch you i&apos;ll kill him, right? &lt;b&gt;(Death threat number two)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Dutifully noted *keeps typing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; And now you&apos;ll be looking for heart-shape stuffs, and all that love-thingys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; I certainly will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; You&apos;ll do. Look! A teddy-bear with a heart in its hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Not looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Mood killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;td&gt;*The phone rings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; That&apos;s Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *mocking voice* Owww, Brian *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Jelous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Of course, i want him to ask me for a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brian:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Hi. My brother wants you to date him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brian:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Awww, i&apos;m so happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; That&apos;s the tenth time you&apos;ve said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; If he hurt you i&apos;ll kill him. &lt;b&gt;(Death threat number three)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; You and the whole non-chinese people, it seems *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; He said he doesn&apos;t want to date you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Well, tell him i&apos;ll never talk to him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; You&apos;ve never talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Then i&apos;ve stick to my word, haven&apos;t i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *keeps staring and smiling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; This is getting creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Awwww *12th hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; ... Fine *hugs back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Who was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; What did he want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; To wish me a Happy-first-week-asdf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Oh, he&apos;s the romantic type. Weird coming from a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; And you&apos;re not romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; ¬¬ Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mum:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Odd couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; ... And then you&apos;ll have two kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; But i don&apos;t even wish to have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; But you&apos;ll have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; ¬¬ Fine. Kids. Boys or girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; One of each, so you&apos;ll both be happy. He&apos;ll teach him boys stuff, like futball (xD), and you&apos;ll teach her... *she looks at me*. Well, i&apos;m sure she&apos;ll learn how to play with Barbies somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; *deathly glare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; And you&apos;ll have pets. Well, your kids&apos;ll have them, but they will be really yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; What kind of pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; A cat and fishes &lt;small&gt;(i know the plural for &apos;fish&apos; is &apos;fish&apos;, but &apos;fishes&apos; sounds better to me)&lt;/small&gt;. But then you&apos;ll have your biggest couple fight ever because the cat will eat the fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; We are going to fight over death fishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Of course, a big fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Why would we even have fishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Because he likes fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Why not a dog? Dogs are more cute than fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; No. Fishes. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; So you&apos;ll fight, but you&apos;ll get over it because you&apos;re and adorable couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; How could you know? You haven&apos;t even met him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; Yeah, but you&apos;re adorable, so you couldn&apos;t have pick someone who&apos;s not as adorable as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;small&gt;(*Yeah, that caught me off guard*)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; And then you&apos;ll grow old together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; And a bunny? Bunnies are way better than fishes. Why can&apos;t we fight over a dead bunny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lari:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;td&gt; He just like the damn fishes!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That summarize most of it. Lol, what a good week that was.&lt;br /&gt;And besides that, Lari asked me if you were Emo, or if you had piercings, lols, she cracks me up xD.&lt;br /&gt;Though she&apos;s right on something: you are adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know, we will not break up just because my cat ate your fishes.&lt;br /&gt;... But if your fishes eat my cat we are over.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 21:45:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A shorty</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;The week is finally over!!! Yaaaaaaaay!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, ok, i know it&apos;s saturday, so what, sue me. What i meant was that MY week is over. It&apos;s been a long... really long and pretty weird week. Not a bad weird though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not going to try to tell eeeeeverything that happened since i stop writing, it&apos;ll just take the writing-mood out of my system. So, ok, let&apos;s see, why has it been so long? For start, i slept very few this last days. I spent most of my time at University. Why? Friends, boyfriend and test. I&apos;m just complaining for the lack of sleep, not for spending time with them. Matter of fact, though long, this week was really... ok, when i can find the correct word i&apos;ll let you know. But maybe i can describe it for you:&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn&apos;t help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;Though it is a long way home, i still prefered to spend every minute i had at the U. I should have been more anxious &apos;coz of the tests, should have been more nervous, hysterical or something, but i just couldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;Since monday evening (well, since saturday night, but monday evening life was just too good) i kept smiling for no apparent reason; in the bus, watching tv, reading, everywhere. Though tears and cry, i couldn&apos;t find in me not to be happy, through all week. &lt;br /&gt;It was a good week. And i&apos;m glad it&apos;s over, i finally have a little time to rest... Though i&apos;d prefer to be with my friends right now, doing nothing, even if it means no rest at all. *sigh* Damn you, guys, you&apos;ve made me get used to your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next week&apos;s going to be a lot more relax... at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*uber censored*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendly: 100%&lt;br /&gt;promiscuous: 5%&lt;br /&gt;random: 52%&lt;br /&gt;wise: 5%&lt;br /&gt;cool: 46%&lt;br /&gt;hard to get: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! 52% random!!! I rulz!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 18:53:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quick</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Quick. Uhm, i don&apos;t have time to write. Really. This time i&apos;m not making excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i don&apos;t have classes. And i&apos;m all lolz here with Temuco, because he&apos;s really lolz. Most of the time. Also, he&apos;s singing that damned song! I mean, i have being humming it too, but anyway, is irritating!&lt;br /&gt;And now he&apos;s mad.&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing.&lt;br /&gt;And he&apos;s stalking me.&lt;br /&gt;Chan chaaaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;And he&apos;s denying it.&lt;br /&gt;And keeps stalking.&lt;br /&gt;And so...&lt;br /&gt;Now he&apos;s killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Now he&apos;s not.&lt;br /&gt;Now he&apos;s dying because he&apos;s bored.&lt;br /&gt;Now he told me i was a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;He &apos;pseudo&apos; stop stalking.&lt;br /&gt;No, forget that.&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s stalking again.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Temuco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, he stopped a little. So as i was saying before SOMEONE interrupt... ah, right, the song. It&apos;s annoying. But a cool song anyway. And when SOMEONE i cannot mentionate, apparently, dance it is sooooo cool, and lolz, especially lolz. Just lolz... Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the second first day with no sun at all. It&apos;s great. I woke up so early today, but i&apos;m not that sleepy. Weird. Maths is in just a bit, so i&apos;m not going to talk tooooo much. Besides, i don&apos;t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... i worked on the summer, i quit the job weeks later. Didn&apos;t earned that much, but it&apos;ll do. But it was my first job, so yayz, kinda. I am also translating the fic still... i don&apos;t know if i&apos;d mentioned that before, but yeah, almost in the 20 chapter now.&lt;br /&gt;What else? Uhm, let&apos;s see. My mum went to Costa Rica again, and met a Costarrican (xD) artist. She has a booooooyfriend, lolz xD. No, not like that, but almost. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my sister&apos;s b-day. I always get complicated by that, i never know what to give her. But anyway. Supposedly i&apos;m seeing my dad thursday... Well, yeah. And friday i&apos;m going to Burger King to quit. I mean, i &apos;quit&apos; already, but now is with the ressignation letter and all that. It was fun working there. And i could have stay there... if it weren&apos;t for the damn fukin clients!!! Who ever said &apos;the client is always right&apos; was a &apos;mamon&apos; (xD). They are not!! They are really really bad people. Bad Bad Bad. Kill them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uff, 20 minutes to maths. i&apos;m going. Gonna do more unproductive stuff.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:08:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Alone... I mean, by myself</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Years without updating! Well, not that much, but you&apos;ll have to understand that after my &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://lessien-yavetil.livejournal.com/21028.html&quot;&gt;&apos;zomg i can&apos;t sleep&apos;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; entry, my brain wasn&apos;t in the best mood for writing.&lt;br /&gt;Today i don&apos;t feel much like writing either, but after days of practically hating the idea of updating, this is the day i&apos;m closest to the &apos;ok, let&apos;s write&apos; mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick summary. Since the last entry, i went south with a mob of people. Then i came back with a ded mob of people. So practically the same. No, ok, not the same, that trip meant a lot to me, but i will not tell everything here because i already wrote it somewhere else. Let&apos;s just say i had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the week later, i almost killed myself because there was nooooothing to do!! Sunday, when we arrived, i felt really bad, because i miss you guys so much (referring to the dead mob, since you&apos;re the only ones reading). Honestly. In fact, when i came home, i didn&apos;t sleep because i didn&apos;t want to wake up my aunt sleeping in my room. Then everybody woke at 12 o&apos;clock and told me they were going to my cousin house to eat &lt;i&gt;humitas&lt;/i&gt;, and i wanted humitas, so i went too. I was practicly dozing over my plate. Anyway, i ate, then i sat on the couch, and between dozing and dozing, i &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; saw Xime coming out of the kitchen, with a dishcloth on her hand the way she always was on the south. I freaked out, lolz. That really woke me up. I blink and realized it was my aunt. When my heart stopped pounding so hard, i really saw Brian sitting next to me on the couch. But i &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; that it was really my mother sitting there! I blinked a couple of times. Then i saw Grillo and Anibal... Finally, when my mother saw my &apos;zomg-i&apos;m-soooo-nuts-right-now&apos; face, we returned home. My head touched my pillow, and i didn&apos;t heard the world till 20 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, monday, i met with Lari, because i haven&apos;t seeing her in a while. Tuesday we went out again. Wednesday i had to do something downtown. Thursday, finally! I could rest a little. And then... Well, i haven&apos;t done anything but rest. Really boring. Almost everyone was out on vacations, so no hopes to go out...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we celebrated my aunt&apos;s birthday (no, Xime, not the aunts you know, another one). Wasn&apos;t that good.&lt;br /&gt;This week... Monday, nothing remarkable. Tuesday, my brother went south with my aunt, to Parral. My other brother was already there, so i&apos;m practicly brotherless right now. Oh, no, now that i remember, monday we did something. My mum took me to see her department. It was really nice. We spend an hour laying on the rug. So that.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, my brother was gone. Wednesday, my mum spend the whole day out doing her stuff. Today, we went to see a movie. It was great! Not the movie, i mean, funny and all, but the best part was to see the film burn!! Yayz!! That&apos;ve never happened to me before, so to see the film burn from the center to the outsides was hilarious. We catch a later show. It almost burn too. In the same spot the other one had. But they fixed it in time. Damn. So today was is marked as the day i watched a film burn.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Valentine&apos;s day. I wouldn&apos;t have find out if it weren&apos;t for the post in lj. I have never minded Valentine&apos;s day, so it passed as a normal and common day, nothing to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow. My mum is leaving. I mean, she&apos;s on vacations and now is going south too. I&apos;m staying here because i hate the south. So yeah. Last year i stayed too, but my aunt Sisi (the cat-parrot-dog-bunny aunt, Xime, the one you met) was with me most of the time. Besides, Lari and Chika spent a lot of time here too, so it was fun. Now Chika is in Stuttgart, Lari is working in Burger King, and my aunt is not going to stay with me because it isn&apos;t necessary, really. So, i&apos;m going to be alone. Starting tomorrow morning. I&apos;ve never being alone before, so it&apos;s kinda exciting. But i know the only thing i will do is breath, sleep, watch Tv, being in front of the computer, and barely eating, because i don&apos;t cook. Nothing really exciting there.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s been a week, a week and a half, but oddly, there&apos;s not been a day when i don&apos;t miss you. Everyone is on vacation, but i miss being as a group.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Xime (the only one reading) if you are desesperately bored, my house is available. Say, wanna come? I warn you, though, i hadn&apos;t invited you earlier because that would mean i have to clean. But i choose a more amoeba option. Everyone is free to come, but you have to suffer the mess. I mean it. And there&apos;s nothing to do here. All i have is the computer, the Tv... and well, only that, and i&apos;m not good at entertaining people. There&apos;s not much places we could go out... I haven&apos;t tide my room in two weeks. I almost don&apos;t have clean clothes. I don&apos;t really know what&apos;s on the fridge to eat... Well, is a mess. But if you want to spend time here...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 02:53:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I just think too damn much!</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not declaring myself Einstein or something. I just think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i felt asleep at 6am in the morning, or maybe later. Why? Don&apos;t know! Every day i sleep &apos;till 12 o&apos;clock in the afternoon, and i turn off the Tv at night at 2am. But it takes me hours to fall asleep!! So, the conclusion i made yesterday: i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i turn off the Tv and start thinking. But no good thinking. Oh, no, stupid morronic thinking! First it starts slow, like i remember good part of a fic i was reading, or a good Tv show i saw. Then i go for the philosofic part of everything. Then i start criticizing myself, talking to myself about how i should spend my time better, get a job, all stupid stuff. Then i think, ok, i&apos;ll do a web site, and after that i remember i don&apos;t know much of html to do a decent one, so that&apos;s scratch out. Then i start thinking all the things i should have said to my mum that day, like &apos;we&apos;re out of milk&apos; or &apos;you have to pay my university registration&apos;. Then i don&apos;t know how i end up thinking that the word &apos;&lt;i&gt;vehementemente&lt;/i&gt;&apos; is really funny. I mean, &apos;vehementemente&apos;, come on! That&apos;s 5 minutes without sleeping lost! (but honestly, i really believe &apos;vehementemente&apos; is hilarious). After that i get all melancholic about my friends, &apos;cos i miss them, but not like crying or anything, just remember moments and laught about the stupid things we did. Particulary last night i got melancholic and got the persistent desire to start reading the &apos;Endless Story&apos;** again. But obviously i can start reading in the middle of the night bacause i had to sleep. So i don&apos;t read. But i keep thinking i want to read it. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;**(So you know, that&apos;s not the book i&apos;m talking about, no. When i was in school, Jime and i, instead of little piece of papers, used a whole copybook to pass it on class and write to each other. That was in 8th grade i think. We ended up with 7 copybooks. Those copybooks were famous in our class, every teacher knew we had a copybook, but as long as we did our students job, they didn&apos;t care. All our classmates knew it also, and were dying to know what we wrote about in them. They even begged us to allow them to write a few words in it. But anyway, in that copybooks a story started, we didn&apos;t planed it, it just popped up. Jime give me the context, i write the story, and so on. Everytime i finish writing i put in &lt;i&gt;&apos;17º end&apos;&lt;/i&gt; or so. Every end was about a page and a half. By the time we stop writing it had 110 ends. Now the story itself is... weird. No, ok, i mean, the reason we start writing it is really stupid, and mostly everything is bad written... well, it&apos;s not good, contextly speaking, but some parts just cracks me up, even if it was me who wrote them. And when i read it now i start to remember the things i thought about when i was writing it then. But still, that&apos;s our &apos;Endless Story&apos;. It was just ours, because no one else read it, and frankly, no one else would have find it entertaining. I wrote it because Jime asked me too, and because it was fun to do it.)**&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i think about fics again. Then my mind settles on books. Then i figured out that Sirius&apos; motorbike should be in the cottage on the beach, were the Dursleys hide the first time from the magic letters. Then i start thinking about &apos;vehementemente&apos; again. Then i scold myself, telling me i should be asleep, that is too late! That&apos;s no good, because then i start thinking &lt;i&gt;&apos;go to sleep, stop thinking&apos;&lt;/i&gt;, but i&apos;m thinking already!! And finally, the most dreadfull things of all... i wonder what time it is... It&apos;s horrible!! I mean, you should know, one don&apos;t have to watch the hour if one is trying to sleep! But i wondered already. So then i&apos;m thinking that i shouldn&apos;t, &lt;b&gt;must not&lt;/b&gt; watch the clock... But i get that little voice on my head that says &lt;i&gt;&apos;if you don&apos;t watch the clock, you&apos;ll wonder, and if you wonder you will not be able to fall asleep&apos;&lt;/i&gt;. So finally i surrender and watch the damn clock. And i realize is late. Really late. So late i should be sleeping. But i can&apos;t. But is late. Oh, the pressure! And the circle repeat itself again, because now i&apos;m more awake because i saw the hour. And then i get all desperate because i want to sleep, but i just can&apos;t! And i start thinking that i should bang my head with the wall to see if that helps. But then i reckon it wouldn&apos;t. But i want to bang my head on the frikin&apos; wall because i want to sleep but i can&apos;t!!! And then the friggin&apos; bird starts singing! And it reminds me it late and i should be sleeping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally i fall asleep. In between all that, i always come to the conclusion that i think too damn much.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 21:33:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have to share my joy</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have much to say, except:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&apos;m alone in my house! SuperYayz!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s only for an hour or so. But i&apos;m happy, it&apos;s been a long time since i wasn&apos;t alone ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was it, later i&apos;ll fill the 100 questions Xime has.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 22:26:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*iz ded*</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m not here for writing, really, i just wanted to post two quizzes i stole from i don&apos;t know who. But since i&apos;m already here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, my mum comes tonight. Around 2.30am i think, so we&apos;re going to stay up waiting. When she was gone my aunt decided to paint her room, because it had had a pink color since my 14 old brother was born. We choose a green color and it suits the room. I helped paint it. I have now a green knee, toes, elbow and nose. But the good news is that the room is also fully painted now. I only hope my mum has at least the decency to fake an &apos;omg, i like it so much&apos; expression.&lt;br /&gt;What else? My brother is going south tomorrow, so yayz.&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, i finally got news from Chika, but i haven&apos;t reply her, i&apos;m lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&apos;s it with my life. Now quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; width=&quot;450&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/tombstone-Niz-9.jpg&quot; width=&quot;254&quot; height=&quot;401&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41&quot;&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, i really picture me saying that when i&apos;m ded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;375&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;font-color: black; border: 1px solid black;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;tr height=&quot;85&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot;&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.quizgalaxy.com/will-title.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I, Niz, being of sound mind, hereby bequeath my entire estate to my imaginary pet turtle.   I do this because I want to support their efforts to take over the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My only regret in this life was that I didn&apos;t bitch-slap Micheal Moore.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;
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&lt;tr bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot; height=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;3&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=151&quot;&gt;&apos;What will your Last Will and Testament say?&apos;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;at&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com&quot; style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my pet turtle. It&apos;s goingto take over the world one day, i just know it.&lt;br /&gt;And: Lolz! bitch-slap, lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that was it, teh edn.</description>
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