<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:58:29.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Petite Project</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-893700737954401276</id><published>2010-07-01T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:04:32.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good God</title><content type='html'>It's been ages. I read our blog, Katherine and Jenny. Sorry it couldn't go on for as long as we wanted it to. I fucking wish with all my heart that things were the way they were back then. Minus some stuff, but, you know. I wish I knew how to explain what happened with our tripod, our friendship. Not necessarily to other people, because they do ask, but to my self. I want to understand because I feel like I can see what went wrong and go back in time and fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss us. I miss you, Katherine Kouot. Sometimes I lie awake all night and try and remember how we all used to be. The jokes we had. Things we used to do. Places we used to go. Guys we used to crush on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last times I visited you at your dorm, it felt different. I felt like the conversations we had were those of strangers and not good, good friends. It seemed a little awkward. I didn't want it to be because I know you, Katherine. And you know me. We all used to be fine just hanging out, not saying anything at all. Amd it would be comfortable. I want that again. So bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I stay up most nights is because I want all of that back so badly. I've never wanted anything so much in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-893700737954401276?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/893700737954401276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=893700737954401276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/893700737954401276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/893700737954401276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-god.html' title='Good God'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-8171369449688224895</id><published>2009-03-11T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:00:46.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I turn seventeen in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how to feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being sixteen, best age ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll get started on my essay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-8171369449688224895?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8171369449688224895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=8171369449688224895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8171369449688224895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8171369449688224895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2009/03/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3923579510344188541</id><published>2009-02-12T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:37:29.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Demain</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, Valentine's Day Show. I'm actually excited about Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;this year. Mainly because I have an actual Valentine. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was dress rehearsal. It went better than I thought it would, was not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;nervous. Only part that was not so great was when a chord went amiss&lt;br /&gt;during me and Kat's song. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never told her this, but it makes me sad that they are not friends anymore, she&lt;br /&gt;and Brian. Because I know they were really close friends at one point. I don't like that.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you can't force two people to be friends, but that would be nice. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dress rehearsal was fun. I was picked up and literally thrown from person to&lt;br /&gt;person. Closest experience I've ever had to crowd surfing. XD It was fun. Hooray for&lt;br /&gt;my size. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Going to continue watching Grey's Anatomy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3923579510344188541?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3923579510344188541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3923579510344188541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3923579510344188541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3923579510344188541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2009/02/demain.html' title='A Demain'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-2163267130793151961</id><published>2009-01-12T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:20:36.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curious Case of Guia Serrano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week was the first week of school. Can't say that I was excited. I did not complete any of my vacation homework on time, except for history, but I managed to complete them all within that week. /hurrah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad . . . well, just that one day that the love of my life came to visit. [Ledyn, that's YOU.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't feel like blogging anymore. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-2163267130793151961?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2163267130793151961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=2163267130793151961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2163267130793151961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2163267130793151961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2009/01/curious-case-of-guia-serrano.html' title='The Curious Case of Guia Serrano'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3314422163308376341</id><published>2008-12-22T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:43:21.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California on the Brain</title><content type='html'>I want a polaroid camera, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIMME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3314422163308376341?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3314422163308376341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3314422163308376341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3314422163308376341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3314422163308376341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/california-on-brain.html' title='California on the Brain'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-8621057259680398931</id><published>2008-12-19T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:34:07.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days On Mondays Always Get Me Down</title><content type='html'>Wrong lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a fuuuuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm . . . I'm sayad.&lt;br /&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al;kgaslkhsdklfjdnfmkla sjdfklsdkufwr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dkhf/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-8621057259680398931?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8621057259680398931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=8621057259680398931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8621057259680398931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8621057259680398931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/rainy-days-on-mondays-always-get-me.html' title='Rainy Days On Mondays Always Get Me Down'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-2673688667277223317</id><published>2008-12-09T18:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:06:14.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love her to death. I care about her immensely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, I do not want her turning into her friends.&lt;br /&gt;NO, I do not want her to change. . .in the bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to tell her that without turning into&lt;br /&gt;a total bitch/monster/nagging sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang ay maging mabuting tao sa mga&lt;br /&gt;mata ng mga kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-2673688667277223317?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2673688667277223317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=2673688667277223317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2673688667277223317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2673688667277223317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-sister.html' title='My Sister'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-1161214395227103722</id><published>2008-12-08T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:55:13.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Blood?</title><content type='html'>Also . . . would like to express my disapproval of Jen's preference to Harry Potter than to The Lord of the Rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I are not amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTR &gt; HP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that. I'm a big nerd, Kat. So what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I can't find my copy of D'Aulaire's Book of Greek Myths.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to read it again because I was reminded the other day of how much I love Greek myths. Artemis ftw. I wanted to read Orpheus' story, specially. :PPPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-1161214395227103722?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1161214395227103722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=1161214395227103722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1161214395227103722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1161214395227103722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/same-blood.html' title='Same Blood?'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-5653044671062101936</id><published>2008-12-08T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:47:47.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Swiftly Tilting Planet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hunting For Witches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Reading A Wrinkle in Time. Why? Because I love that book, that's why. Need escape from. . .here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have to wait&lt;br /&gt;By the choice we had to make&lt;br /&gt;You sold yourself so short&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way to carry on?&lt;br /&gt;In the most unexpected places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listening to The Academy Is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, I like that band. So what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been thinking alot about everything recently. More than usual. Been thinking about Christmas, my sister and her haircut, Ledyn, Kat, Jen, books, drawing, past, present, future, and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Specially myself. So many things that I need to fix. Well, not alot, but still. Gotta work on myself some more. I . . . have been taking hits at my self esteem again. Don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Turns out I'm going to be busy this week, so no vacation homework. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-5653044671062101936?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5653044671062101936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=5653044671062101936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/5653044671062101936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/5653044671062101936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/swiftly-tilting-planet.html' title='A Swiftly Tilting Planet'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-1371201713516104966</id><published>2008-12-07T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:39:18.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bye bye, hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going to Chop, Chop it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope it doesn't look bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have to get started on vacation homework. This week. Promising myself. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This morning I find out that Marky Cielo died. D: He's one of my favorite Filipino actors. How depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Felt good the previous afternoon. Maybe it's the stolen sweater I got from Kat, who stole it from Kenneth. I doubt she's getting this back. I want this sweater for Christmas, Kat. I know you be reading this shit, and I know I'm getting it for Christmas. Bwa har har. Anyway, this sweater makes me feel awesome. Suck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Was bummed yesterday. Wanted to go to The Grove, should have gone with Kat when she offered. :P Spent the most part of yesterday dragging my feet around the carpet at home and trying to make everyone feel my glum mood so they can feel terrible and take me  out and texting Fabrizzio, who I've recently started talking to again. Huzzah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't have anything more to write for now. Yes, I do, that was a lie. But I'm too lazy. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-1371201713516104966?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1371201713516104966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=1371201713516104966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1371201713516104966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1371201713516104966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/12/solitare.html' title='Solitare'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-2810574817514133037</id><published>2008-11-17T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:15:11.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is Gonna Be The Day That They're Gonna Throw It Back To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I'm not beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish I was, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-2810574817514133037?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2810574817514133037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=2810574817514133037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2810574817514133037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2810574817514133037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-gonna-be-day-that-theyre-gonna.html' title='Today Is Gonna Be The Day That They&apos;re Gonna Throw It Back To You'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-6981516848898639387</id><published>2008-10-30T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:32:50.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animorphs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vacation has commenced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Which sucks because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a) I still have to go back to that godawful school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with those godawful people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;b)I have to take intersession cos of my shit math grade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which is totally my fault so I shouldn't be whining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;c)I AM going to get fat again. I HATE WINTER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No form of exercise cos it's too cold to swim. And I just get lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's gloomy today. Ain't going to do anything but read Animorphs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all day. Oh, how I've missed reading for fun. D: I've got a stack of books to devour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So. I'm pretty psyched. I'm a bookworm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So what. Suck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to blogger and it was still signed on to Kat's account, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so I just spent a few minutes reading her drafts. God, I hope she didn't read that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;She gets mad when I read some of her writing, ahahaha. I don't think she understands how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;much I LOVE her writing. I wish I was that great a writer. And her vocabulary is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AMAZAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Plans for next week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-intersession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-start on homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; *English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; *History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; *Tech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; *Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, I have to teach myself Japanese. Aw, shit. My hours haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even been started yet. Shit. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Worry about that later. For now, A N I M O R P H S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;/excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't think you understand how exciting this series is. I WISH I had powers like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, I'm lame. What are you going to do about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-6981516848898639387?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6981516848898639387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=6981516848898639387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6981516848898639387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6981516848898639387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/10/animorphs.html' title='Animorphs'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-8749707584462622737</id><published>2008-09-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:59:49.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Seeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Manga I am currently reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Along with Nodame Cantabile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'd forgotten how much I like reading manga. Stopped for a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then the school library opened up that stupid "Manga Matsuri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;section and it just got annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank you, Evelyn, for sharing those with me. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Evelyn, Katherine, Arely and her brother were over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;at my place today. We made posters, straightened, curled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and waved hair, saw Click, ate, laugh and cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aside from minor things, I had a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel pretty today. Being around my friends makes me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Makes me feel terrific, actually. Specially when there's nothing [major]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to worry about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-8749707584462622737?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8749707584462622737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=8749707584462622737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8749707584462622737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8749707584462622737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/09/7-seeds.html' title='7 Seeds'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-6380676488642582556</id><published>2008-09-19T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:58:36.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elles Sont Ma Vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kat and Jen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is about you, guithe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love everything about you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love how you like mixing flavors, Kat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and how your 'weird' pinky looks when you're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;playing your clarinet, Jen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You guys are the reason I haul my ass out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everyday and remind myself that there IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;somthing to look forward to at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's great that we can always refer to jokes from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;way back when [e.g. the reign of Davis CousCous Queen]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and still get a real kick out of 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't stay mad at you guys. I've tried, doesn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know if you guys understand how important you are to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Katherine, today you were obviously upset that I don't hang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;out with you guys. I'd hang out with you every single second if I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't get enough of you guys. KatJen are a big part of my lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't want you guys thinking otherwise. I wish I wasn't so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;limited so I could hang out with you guys when you want me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am not organized, so this probably didn't come out the way I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it to. F c u k. Hope you get it, though. Off to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[Mom joke here]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love you, Kat'n'Jen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-6380676488642582556?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6380676488642582556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=6380676488642582556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6380676488642582556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6380676488642582556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/09/elles-sont-ma-vie.html' title='Elles Sont Ma Vie'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-383803326108318796</id><published>2008-09-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:42:16.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MoonBeams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hai, guithe. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha, who reads this shit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today's my four months with &lt;strong&gt;Ledyn&lt;/strong&gt;. Hell yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just wanted to get that out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Been the best months of my lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;/happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm almost finished with my solar system mural at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gonna start on a new one, Albert Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hell's yee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At school, there're a bunch of kids selling chocolates and shit for prom or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and they have this new chocolate with peanut butter inside, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know, I'm just happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Grades came in today. Pretty good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'cept for one F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bleh, not in the writing mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gonna go eat or somefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-383803326108318796?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/383803326108318796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=383803326108318796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/383803326108318796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/383803326108318796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/09/moonbeams.html' title='MoonBeams'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-8297631300888359564</id><published>2008-09-06T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:46:13.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colored Pants Epidemic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHPeS25iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqKGCXErvD4/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243042353600980514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHPeS25iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqKGCXErvD4/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHP8UB-YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tBQC58oD84o/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243042361658964354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHP8UB-YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tBQC58oD84o/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQDzRisI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4bPvpwUIdBw/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243042363669056194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQDzRisI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4bPvpwUIdBw/s320/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQJmz22I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pApZkYrAWuM/s1600-h/P1060532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243042365227391842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQJmz22I/AAAAAAAAAAk/pApZkYrAWuM/s320/P1060532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQid1P8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/E8IHoxwyYlI/s1600-h/P1060559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243042371900620738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHQid1P8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/E8IHoxwyYlI/s320/P1060559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tundae is seriously my favorite blogger on this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He's an amazing photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wanted to be a photographer a couple of years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then I realized I take extremely crappy pictures of extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;crappy things. That, and I had a hard time trying to capture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;exactly what I wanted to capture. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It just wasn't for me, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last week, I borrowed my dad's camera while we were at some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;place called Solvang. Those pictures were captured with his cameras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The pictures of me were taken by  my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just wanted to post some shit up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haven't done this in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just been sleeping for most of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shitty Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-8297631300888359564?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8297631300888359564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=8297631300888359564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8297631300888359564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8297631300888359564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/09/colored-pants-epidemic.html' title='Colored Pants Epidemic'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pvOwRK-qFfQ/SMMHPeS25iI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oqKGCXErvD4/s72-c/DSC00577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4123400723522423932</id><published>2008-08-22T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:07:09.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guia Sucks</title><content type='html'>Ewan ko kung bakit, pero hindi ko gustong&lt;br /&gt;tumawa today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, yung mga kaibigan ko managed to make me&lt;br /&gt;tawa. :] Taglish sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong magblog sa classe,&lt;br /&gt;pero maraming mga tao na&lt;br /&gt;nalulook over sa screen ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaya na lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4123400723522423932?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4123400723522423932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4123400723522423932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4123400723522423932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4123400723522423932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/08/guia-sucks.html' title='Guia Sucks'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-734092302854229389</id><published>2008-08-09T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:21:03.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchie Nadal-T.L Ako Sa 'Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It kinda sucks, not having Flip friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For little things, like in jokes 'bout culture and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And awesome songs I like that nobody else likes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for obvious reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, it would be great to have someone to pratice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tagalog with. Besides family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like this song. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ewan ko ba kung bakit type kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di ka naman guwapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kahit malabo ang pagpili ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.L. ako sa ‘yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panay kantiyaw ang mga utol ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dehins ka bagay sa kagandahan ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Malabo na ba raw ang mga mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At na-T.L. kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kalyeng liko-liko ang takbo ng isip ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sabi ng lolo may toyo ang utak ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sabi ng lola ay humanap ng iba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;May porma’t mayaman, T.L. wala naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ewan ko ba kung bakit type kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di ka naman guwapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kahit malabo ang pagpili ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.L. ako sa ‘yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kalyeng liko liko ang takbo ng isip ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sabi ng lolo may toyo and utak ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sabi ng lola ay humanap ng iba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;May porma't mayaman, T.L. wala naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ewan ko ba kung bakit type kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di ka naman guwapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kahit malabo ang pagpili ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.L. ako sa ‘yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T.L. ako sa’yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ikaw ang true love ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-734092302854229389?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/734092302854229389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=734092302854229389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/734092302854229389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/734092302854229389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/08/kitchie-nadal-tl-ako-sa-yo.html' title='Kitchie Nadal-T.L Ako Sa &apos;Yo'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3475221982271765146</id><published>2008-07-31T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T17:47:31.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starburst Or Skittles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fucking awesome; this website isn't blocked. Woot.  &lt; - - - Wrote that two days ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in Tech class. It's awesome that it isn't blocked but then there are people reading over my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[or rigth next to me] glancing at my screen every now and then. I hate when people watch me when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Two days ago. English. We've had a sub for that class for the whole week. Sweet. A break from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Carroll. Sucky part is that he left us an essay. Which I shall do tomorrow, I swear. All i did that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;period was plan my essay, PWND my vocab quiz which I memeorized in under 10 minutes, fuck yes], and listen to my ipod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was boring. Only form of entertainment was Isaac Brock's lisp [Dashboard] and helping Siboney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;find a way to listen to her ipod without it being confiscated. Our sub was totally lost. She looked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just like Predator. Without the mask. Face and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Man I was down that day. I was saddened immensely by some of the songs on my ipod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even though I can't relate. I'm the happiest I've been in ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3475221982271765146?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3475221982271765146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3475221982271765146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3475221982271765146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3475221982271765146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/starburst-or-skittles.html' title='Starburst Or Skittles?'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3609351997802971611</id><published>2008-07-30T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:51:55.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guia's Taking Painting &amp;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She's loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hoffman gave me my own project to work on today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Phew. Better than painting a looooong strand of deoxyribonucleic acid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;[I learned a few things from bio! X3] which I drew, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm working on painting the solar system on a wall in Mr. Carroll's old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;room which is now Ms. Belisle's. I have to get on this ladder to paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the thing. I am DEATHLY afraid of heights, fyi. And I get so nervous when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm up there painting. Holding on for dear life with one hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and painting with the other, which isn't even my writing/painting/drawing hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope to God I don't fall or injure my self in anyway. I'm careless like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Periods suck. Whenever I get it I'm even more crabbier than usual and it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sucks for the people around me. I get mad for no reason and moody and bitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and stupid and I can't explain it, I wish I could and when I do try, it totally comes out the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;way I don't want it to and I'm even more frustrated. GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, Hector demonstrated the monologue he chose to do for drama. He chose a monologue J.D. did on Scrubs. [One of the reasons he's my friend,HE LOVES SCRUBS.] He is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;fucking amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J.D.:&lt;/strong&gt; Shut up, shut up, shut up and shut up, okay? Who are you people to give me advice about anything? All you do is bitch about your relationships all day long. (&lt;strong&gt;to Dr. Cox&lt;/strong&gt;) And you know what glare all you want Big Dog, okay, because I'm not afraid of you. "Oh no, Jordan's only paying attention to the baby." That must be so hard for Dr. Look-At-Me, isn't it? LOOK-AT-MEEEE. (&lt;strong&gt;to Carla and Turk&lt;/strong&gt;) And you two, you're arguing ever since you got engaged, wow you're probably the first couple that's ever done that EVER. It can't be that you're just scared is it? (&lt;strong&gt;to Elliot&lt;/strong&gt;) And you, you know what, let's just forget for one second that a month ago you told me you couldn't be in a relationship with anyone, because for me, it's actually fun to watch you sabotage a relationship from the outside, it really is. Honestly, the only thing that gives me comfort you guys is while I'm sitting at home staring at the ceiling just wishing that I had someone to talk to, is knowing that none of you idiots realize how lucky you are. (&lt;strong&gt;JD storms out&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurse Roberts&lt;/strong&gt;: (entering) Did I miss something good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I like painting. Makes me feel good. Relaxed. Should have tried that ages ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3609351997802971611?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3609351997802971611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3609351997802971611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3609351997802971611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3609351997802971611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/guias-taking-painting.html' title='Guia&apos;s Taking Painting &amp;'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-7238324668287737760</id><published>2008-07-28T18:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:42:46.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet and Uptight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listening to The Strokes' song 'You Only Live Once'. I remember the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I saw the video and heard the song. I fell in love with that shit, yo. I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wanting those white pants that JUlian Casablancas was wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would watch that video every morning and I don't know, I was [am] in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that song. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ledyn had to leave today. S U C K S. GAH. I knew he had to leave and couldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;stay forever but I ignored that fact until the very last minute. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know if it's possible or whatever, but I hope to hell/ heaven/ any higher being out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there that he comes to Foshay for senior year. DDDDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That would be superfuckingawexome. Plus, school won't suck anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Specially cos Kat would be gone by then. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This has been the best fucking month. EVAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been doing well in school so far. No bad grades on quizzes or anything. Well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;except for De Leon. Can't seem to get those polyatomic ions memorized, but I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;getting there. Shit. Gotta take biology for senior year, didn't pass last year. I hope I do well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the second time 'round cos if I don't get into college I don't know what I'd do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Die, probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I learned a new song on the guitar. Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That song is fucking badass. :] Freddie Mercury was the shit. Oh. Man. I heard this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by Aerosmith called "I Don't Want To Miss A Thing" for the first time this weekend. Holy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It is mos def one of my fav'rite songs in the whole universe. For obvious reasons. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't think the people at school bother me as much as they used to. I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I would get pissed ALL the time when I was at school with the others. *shudder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank the lawd it's A L M O S T over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;College better be what I expect it to be plus MOAR. Or else. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-7238324668287737760?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7238324668287737760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=7238324668287737760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7238324668287737760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7238324668287737760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiet-and-uptight.html' title='Quiet and Uptight'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-8954400737867777977</id><published>2008-07-19T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T16:41:39.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guia Potter and the Deathly Hallows</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Very boring in the Serrano Box right now. Borther and sister are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;outside swimming with some friends, mum, da, and grammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are sleeping, and I'm up doing nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got to see Ledyn this week. That was fucking tight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing went as I thought it would, but I still got to see him, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's all good. Carlos got this crazy ass idea that we should all triple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;date. Carlos and Leslie, Edween and Tina, and me and Ledyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When Ledyn told me that I was &lt;strong&gt;mortified&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings, but that was GHEY. I try to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;avoid gheyness as much as possible. [Not GAYNESS,&lt;em&gt; GHEYNESS.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If it went as planned, I think I still would've gone cos of Ledyn. BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That would've been the most awkward thing ever. It would've been okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if the guys AND girls were best friends but I just smelled pure, rancid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;awkwardness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate mingling socially. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, if I were to go on a date with Ledyn, it would JUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;be me and him. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But, yeah. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My idea of fun is sitting down in a corner with blankets, pillows, books, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tea and just read and sleep all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Which reminds me. I need tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm beginning to be like my mum. Which isn't really a problem for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like my mom. She's simple. I think I'm also taking up the KJ genes, as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha, she's not &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; a killjoy, just kidding. But I think I'm starting to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Camille always calls me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hahaha. "The grab-it is a must have for do-it-yourselfers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;XD Idk. Some ad on tv. That's just my mind being gross again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hm. Nothing exciting happening anytime soon. Hope I do something fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow. I think I'm going to the beach on Monday with the fam plus Tta Cristy and Tto Tony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My gawd. I AM a Flip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a tent. I want to buy a tent, set it up somewhere there's shade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and just sleep. I miss sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Off to read the Deathly Hallows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-8954400737867777977?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/8954400737867777977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=8954400737867777977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8954400737867777977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/8954400737867777977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/guia-potter-and-deathly-hallows.html' title='Guia Potter and the Deathly Hallows'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-1879719269560436464</id><published>2008-07-19T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:58:29.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snape KILLS Dumbledore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted to go out today. But all my parents had planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;was church and the brother and sister want to stay home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I think I'll read Harry Potter 7 again. It's been a year since&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've read that book. Then homework tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;GAH. I wish I had a car and I could drive. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm fucking LIMITED, homie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My printer ran out of ink, so I can't print out tabs of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;songs I want to learn. Ah, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is gonna be a GREAT Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-1879719269560436464?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1879719269560436464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=1879719269560436464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1879719269560436464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1879719269560436464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/snape-kills-dumbledore.html' title='Snape KILLS Dumbledore'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-2608815175323806656</id><published>2008-07-13T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:45:28.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This IS It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I haven't been this happy since KatJen were brought into my LYFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently listening to AJ Rafel and Cathy Nguyen's version of Lucky by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gonna see Hellboy today. Better be good. Looks a bit TOO much like Pan's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Labyrinth this time. I know it's from the same director, but still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;List of things to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Study for AP U.S. History exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at that, only one thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really want to go to the Philippines. I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wait, yes I do, but ihfahjkshfjklagsfjgasduligfiawuetgfuiasdbjfg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;GAGAGAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Everytime we say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish we had one more kiss"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-2608815175323806656?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2608815175323806656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=2608815175323806656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2608815175323806656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2608815175323806656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-it.html' title='This IS It'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4104530730177385400</id><published>2008-07-06T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:31:46.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Continuing my previous entry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jose calls us and tells us he's on his way and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone gets readay. Yes, readay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[OMG. So embarassed. I walked out of the shower only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in a towel and Jose is sitting RIGHT IN THE LIVING room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the couch he was sitting on faces the bathroom door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was like O_O and ran into the room. My sister says he didn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but still. Can't be too sure. &gt;.&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we got to the Convention Center, there're already a bunch of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there. We got confused because we didn't know where the entrance was going to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We loitered near the escalators for a bit, watching different characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;from different anime and games coming in masses. Jairo, his brother Jose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and Daniel also attended the Expo, so we waited for the doors to open together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;They went the previous day so they knew all the booths and stuff. They were our guides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went into the Artist Ally first. It was kind of boring, but I did get jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of the skillz there. And I got an L picture for 10 bucks. Ripped off, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm a sucker for L Lawliet. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We met alot of very strange people there. And I took alot pf pictures with a bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of random characters. I was really nervous to ask them, hahah, because I'd never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;been to an anime expo before and didn't know what they would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank the lawd no one said 'NO'. I would've been like - - - &gt; D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long story short, I was broke by the time I exited the Expo, which was around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 or 3 o'clock p.m. Then David calls us to tell us he's on his way over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So my sister was pretty upset that we left too soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jose was picked up at our house. And I took a nap. I was awakened twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;by my phone. The first phone call was from Daniel, asking where we had gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I said I was at home and he was like 'What!?' and so I says "Yee." And hung up cos I was tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Ledyn calls and I guess he could tell by my shit voice I was a-nappin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I said I would call him later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I wake up my bro gets a phone call from Jose about the movie&lt;strong&gt; L: Change the World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;[aka BESTMOVIEINTHEUNIVERSE] and that it was showing in the video room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at the expo at 8 o'clock. It was 7.15 and all of a sudden there's yelling, and the asking of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;permission from the parents to go to the expo &lt;em&gt;again &lt;/em&gt;and miraculously they say YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and we're just rushing again. I swear to gawd Jose gets to our house in less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;than 5 mins. I was like DAYUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were trying to beat the clock and just yelling for my dad to drive faster cos we still had to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;some good seats. As soon as we got out of teh car, my bro and Jose RUNNNNNNNNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to the line and me and my sister and mum go to her office to get my ticket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We try to search for the other two when we get to the line, and they weren't far off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;from the front of the line. They motioned to the guard so we had to be careful about getting in the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jose was like "YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE WE JUST CUT TO GET HERE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and the sister just laughed because we were ecstatic and nervous and blahhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When we get in the Video Room, We chose seats that were way in the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I sat next to some semi chubby guy that was cosplaying as L. He looked like a chubbier version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of Ryan S. from Red Robot. Hahaha. I swear. He gave me a weird look when I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sat next to him, but he said it was okay when I asked if I could sit there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister whips out her DS and enters a chat room and like fifteen people join and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they do this thing where they tell everyone who has a DS to raise it high up and scream, ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a guy in the chat room who everybody hated because he kept sending pictures of dicks and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;being really racist and stuff. Jerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The room dims and people start cheering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That was the best crowd ever. They didn't get mad when we talked or made jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and it was just a funny crowd. Everytime L did something amazing we all just went INSANE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We stayed a bit more after the movie finished, and Daniel, Jairo, Jose, and Andrea were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;as well. But they didn't see the movie. Sucks for them, haha. They were playing card games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the Card Room or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We end up going home at around 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;WOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait for next year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4104530730177385400?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4104530730177385400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4104530730177385400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4104530730177385400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4104530730177385400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/re-do.html' title='Re-Do'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4816236247356754829</id><published>2008-07-05T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:37:35.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Expo 2008 ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was incredible. Best expo I've ever been to in my whole LYFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The cosplayers were AWESOME. Super creative for the most part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The others were half assed. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, the brah, and sis got up at 7 something. We find out that dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;went to work without waking up mum. I thought they were having&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a fight or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYWAY FUCK THIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'LL CONTINUE LATER&lt;br /&gt;GOING TO THE EXPO AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4816236247356754829?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4816236247356754829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4816236247356754829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4816236247356754829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4816236247356754829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/anime-expo-2008.html' title='Anime Expo 2008 ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-2937268324483185888</id><published>2008-07-03T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:08:41.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was offered an acting job today. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My old science teacher Mrs McCoy asked if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was interested because someone needed an Asian girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for something. I'm shit at acting. She did mention, though,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I was to be paid. And something I need more than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ledyn, Davis, Kat n Jen is A JOB. She said the descriptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of the characters personality fit me. I said I'd think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Probably not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'Is This It' by The Strokes is an AMAZING song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love it so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-2937268324483185888?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/2937268324483185888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=2937268324483185888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2937268324483185888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/2937268324483185888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-addition.html' title='In Addition'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3949065504003309148</id><published>2008-07-03T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:32:43.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solamente Quiero Verte Bailando No Me Importa Ser Solo Un Vicio Por Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Learning 'Guilty Pleasure' in Spanish. Thanks, Jen. You can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;always count on the ninjas for great music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First week of school is over. No school tomorrow, fourth of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am STRESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah. I thought this year was going to start out great. It ain't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that great. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;First Period: English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Carroll is still the same, mood swinging teacher that gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;boring ass homework. I get goosebumps whenever he passes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second Period: PAINTING!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhhhhh Ms Hoffman is really nice, I like her. We're giong to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;painting murals around school, hell to the yes. All we did on the first day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;was make color wheels, messing with colors and what looks good with what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really know anybody in that class, so I'm by myself. Well, apart from Danny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really know him, but he has a lisp. [XDDDDDD] He's okay, he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Third Period: Tech Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got Aaronson again, woot. Gonna mess with Flash and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Animation? Yes, please. But as usual, I get distracted a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and kinda fall behind. Kat's one of the service workers, I guess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in my class. So, YEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fourth Period: AP U.S. History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With Papa Brown. I thought he was gonna be a weiner, but that guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;is TIIIIIIGHT. That man is SERIOUS about history. Very serious, but I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he's funny. I know I'll do well in his class. I remember 90% of the things he was saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in class yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fifth Period: Algebra 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Switched out of geometry with Conde, now I'm in algebra 2, WOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this is going to be the hardest class in my schedule apart from chem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and Anthony switched out of geometry today, so we were the noobs in the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Laska is our teacher. He's really nice. He gave us a pretest which I had to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ant through, but I couldn't get all the problems myself. Yvonne helped me but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we ran out of time and it turned out that me and Anthony could take our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tests home and do it for homework. I'm going to get help from Kat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's crazy about algebra 2. X]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sixth Period: Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;With De Leon. He's okay, but the only things that suck about him and his class&lt;br /&gt;is that he favors the athletes and we have to memorize a bunch of stuff and do&lt;br /&gt;math. DDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh Period: French 3&lt;br /&gt;Carlton again. Je voudrais Mme DAVIS, damnit. I really do, I got used to her.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's better than Mme Carlton, but I still like Carlton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighth Period: Advanced Band&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Womack: 'Guia, did you tag my board?'&lt;br /&gt;Guia: 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;Whompin' Womack: 'Guia, did you tag my board?'&lt;br /&gt;Guia: 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;Whizzin' Womack: 'Guia, did you tag my board?'&lt;br /&gt;Guia: 'Ahm. Ah. Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;Womberlake: *Smiles. Nods.*&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Saporito-Womack: "'Wonderful Womack?'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3949065504003309148?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3949065504003309148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3949065504003309148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3949065504003309148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3949065504003309148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/07/solamente-quiero-verte-bailando-no-me.html' title='Solamente Quiero Verte Bailando No Me Importa Ser Solo Un Vicio Por Ti'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-5407278679503918659</id><published>2008-06-25T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:26:43.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even MOAR Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why I keep blogging today. Oh, well. I watched episodes of Flight of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Conchords and Samurai Champloo today with my brother. We also made omelettes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;is that how you spell it? Whatever. Anyway, that's about the only thing we can cook. Besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pancakes, but those are blehhhhhhhhh, so they don't count. Man, when I'm in college,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My fingers hurt so bad, I hate the strings on my guitar. They've turned the skin on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my fingers into fucking dragonhide. I miss watching Scrubs episodes. Old ones. I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the dvds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't bought any books to keep me occupied. I need some for school. This is going to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;another terrible year at Foshay. Thank the lawd I got me some Kat and Jen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I still lived in the Philippines, I'd be in college right now. Hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm listening to Orenji no Taiyou by Gackt and Hyde, I forgot how much I love this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't played my flute in a while. Shit, I'm gonna suck even more once school starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should start drawing Rikku more. I love her suit and everything. She's fun to draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I"m off to make rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-5407278679503918659?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/5407278679503918659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=5407278679503918659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/5407278679503918659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/5407278679503918659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/even-moar-blogging.html' title='Even MOAR Blogging'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-7082678655691219591</id><published>2008-06-25T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:49:26.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to Rivermaya-Sayang. I LOVE THIS SONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I must learn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plans for the weekend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Go to Carson for a Pacquiao fight. D: A bunch of Flips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;beer, PacMan fight, karaoke, swimming pool, lolas, titas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and titos all in one place. TOO MUCH. I think I'll just go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to the park with my brah, sis, and cousins [Tom and Camille],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;meet up with David, Bam, Felicia, and Pacheco, and play guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And get on them swings, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm also going to San Diego this weekend, not sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're s'posed to have a sleepover at Tito Roger's house, but I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when that'll be. School starts on the first of July for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Been eating frozen jelly for the past two days, and now they're all gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nooooooooooo. I think I'll buy some in Little Tokyo on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to watch Nana and/or Moon Child before school starts. I remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;one vacation when that's all I did. Watch Japanese films all day. I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got this temporary tattoo at Citywalk about two days ago and it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;starting to rub off. Aw, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-7082678655691219591?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7082678655691219591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=7082678655691219591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7082678655691219591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7082678655691219591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-blogging.html' title='More Blogging'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4522048252661762612</id><published>2008-06-25T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:30:34.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear of Flying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;New song I learned on the guitar: A Rocket to the Moon-Fear of Flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooo fun to play. I don't have the strumming quite right yet, but it still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sounds okay. School starts in a couple of days, which sucks. I wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;if I'll get in trouble for not doing my homework. Hm. I'll do it before school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;starts, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit, why does SciFi have the shittiest movies ever? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole dinner thing at Yang Chow is going down. On Friday. Hell to the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep having these really weird dreams about dogs. They keep barking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I have a favorite Flip band. Haha. The band's called Rivermaya. They're &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fucking TIGHT. Gonna ask my tita Alona to get me three of their albums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;YOSH. The worst show aired yesterday. It's called 'I Survived A Japanese Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Show'. WORST SHOW EVAR. THEE WORST. My dad laughed throughout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the whole thing. They couldn't swalllow fucking MOCHI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't go to sleep until 1 or 2 this morning. I was drawing and watching the X-Files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;movie. And bits of Mr. Holland's Opus. I guess going back to school won't be &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;bad. I think I'm going insane at home. Just a bit, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4522048252661762612?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4522048252661762612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4522048252661762612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4522048252661762612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4522048252661762612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/fear-of-flying.html' title='Fear of Flying'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-3047936012842286971</id><published>2008-06-19T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:48:26.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Stuf[f!] Oreos and Flip Teleseryes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently enjoying those two. That's what she said. Kat comes back from Asymilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;today! Or however you spell that, who cares! I'm fucking PSYCHED about the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;San Fran thing next year. Hell to the yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to watch the Flight of the Conchords with Jen, I know she'll love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi mam is going to make fruit salad today, :D. Yeeeeeeeeeey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate how thick they make the fillings for these damn Oreo cookies. They make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me wanna gag. This is the only cookie I'll ever eat with milk. I don't understand why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Americans love milk and cookies so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still haven't started on homework yet, procrastination ftw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;SO SO SO SO SO SO SO glad I don't have to repeat geometry over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PHEW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blog again later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Or tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-3047936012842286971?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/3047936012842286971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=3047936012842286971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3047936012842286971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/3047936012842286971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/double-stuff-oreos-and-flip-teleseryes.html' title='Double Stuf[f!] Oreos and Flip Teleseryes'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-1839945235319519996</id><published>2008-06-15T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:45:35.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dahil nandito si tito Tony at tita Cristy, yung mga anak nila ay hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;magkakapagkita sa papa nila para sa Father's Day. Even though it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday para sa kanila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hm, I think I lied a wee bit in Jen's video about my culture when I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't talk in Taglish. Kailangan mag Taglish ako eh, kasi maraming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mga salita na nakalimutan ko na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway. I'm trying to learn the Flip alphabet. With help from mi mum, grammy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and Wikibooks. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why, but I've been trying to learn alot more about my culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;lately. Maybe it has something to do with the increasingly frequent visits to Carson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just read Joey's first blog entry. He talks about how this vacation for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;was mainly focused on his looks and stuff. It's the same thing for me, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I wasn't so self conscious all the time. Though, I DO have more self esteem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;than I did before; with how I look and with my singing. Even my dad says so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think we're going to Yang Chow later. We better. I'm craving Chinese fudz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I wonder what Katherine does to the pictures she takes, because they always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;come out looking &lt;em&gt;fantastic. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could be better at everything I do. I'm so mediocre. Is that the right word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep that's it; mediocre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And thanks, Joey, for reminding me. I keep forgetting about starting on my chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am extremely happy that my schedule is exactly how I want it for next year. I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;it would work out somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could see Kat, Jen, and Ledyn 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-1839945235319519996?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1839945235319519996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=1839945235319519996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1839945235319519996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1839945235319519996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/papas-day.html' title='Papa&apos;s Day'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-1112900848140348710</id><published>2008-06-13T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:42:11.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recorded Earlier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I got to see LEDYN. And Mr. Sharp hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;While I was was waiting for Ledyn in Sharp's class, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;labeled a couple of Kat's body parts, like her toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and ankle. I had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally got to see Ledyn's sketchbook. It. Was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;AMAZING. I am so jealous, my imagination totally sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And his sketchbook PAWNED, yes, pawned, the shit out of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mine. D: I don't think he understands that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to leave early for no reason, so I was pretty pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus, Kat and Jen went downtown and came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for fun and I missed it. D: Still, I got to see him so it was tyte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We also went to Carson, so my sister was happy, haha. We went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to the park and met up with David and Bam; Felicia and Pacheco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;couldn't make it. Because Pacheco's granddad is a racist and Felicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;had a curfew, David informed us. Tom and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Camille were in Disneyland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so there was no one to hang out with once we got to their house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We did, however, loiter in their rooms. We used Camille's computer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I drew in Tom's room, and took their The Flight of the Conchords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;dvd, which I'm not sure they'll be getting back. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;After, we went to Lola Rubeng's house. She had this crazy ass chihuahua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate those things, so I went back into the car and attempted to finish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my superhero drawing, whic I still haven't completed because I keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;messing up on the Spiderman sign and Ledyn's face. :/ I can't seem to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ledyn right everytime I try to draw him. Jen,too. I think the Guatemalans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;are the hardest to draw, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lola Adela is in the Philippines and I hope she brings back dried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;mangoes. Lots and lots of dried mangoes. I've run out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm attempting to cook. Lola's helping me. Actually, she's kinda doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;all the work, haha. ^^" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To Do List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finish Drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watch TFotC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have alot to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-1112900848140348710?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/1112900848140348710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=1112900848140348710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1112900848140348710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/1112900848140348710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/recorded-earlier.html' title='Recorded Earlier'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4607666233009312563</id><published>2008-06-09T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:04:12.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Starry Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three years of my life were spent on a tiny island near Indonesia and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Philippines. I hate having to explain to people where Guam is. Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;have never heard of it and end up being confused afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the best memories I have were from when I lived there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember almost everything. My best friends, neighbors, classmates, teachers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;schools, places and events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember meeting John, Allen, Nene, Eunice, Erika, Hiro, Kazu, and Yuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for the first time, even if it is a little blurry. I still can't believe my parents allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me and the siblings to stay out late on school nights hanging out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One time, they were building a new house a couple of houses down from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;our friend Patrick's house. And we wanted to go check it out one night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;me, the siblings, Hiro, Kazu, John, Nene, and Allen. It was around seven or eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and when we got there we saw a silhouette of a woman on the second story window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We biked/ran for it. It was scary, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know if it was the same night, but there was this one time where we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;had a piggyback race. It was AWESOME. My partner was Eunice. I think Hiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;won, I think his partner was my sister...or brother, I forget everyone else's partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We didn't win, but we did get hurt though. I don't know why, but Eunice fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I went down as well. [The rhymed, write it down.] I still have the scars on my elbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got hurt alot when I was little. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another fun thing we did was hide and seek in the dark. It wasn't THAT dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;since there was moonlight and flashlights and we played&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; outside; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the tall grass behind my place or in Hiro, Kazu, and Yuki's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;garden. We played it during blackouts mostly. When it was during blackouts, it'd be in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tall grass. We'd try to catch as many brown grasshoppers that we could find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One time there was a huge brown toad and it was gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleh. Feeling nostalgic is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4607666233009312563?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4607666233009312563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4607666233009312563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4607666233009312563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4607666233009312563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/starry-night.html' title='A Starry Night'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-4067336607136478019</id><published>2008-06-09T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:20:26.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Gnomes and Chicken Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just felt like rhyming. I'm in a horrible mood right now because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm gong to repeat geometry over again. FUCKFUCKFUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm fucking stressing and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;want to knock out right now. I don't think I like blogging anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes me sound like a whiny bitch 'cuase all I do is complain about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;stuff. I don't know. I don't want to have to worry about grades or classes or whether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll make it or not. It's driving me batty. I don't know why I just used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the word batty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching my recordings of RFR. It should make me feel better. I'd call Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or Jen or Ledyn to make me happier but they're in class. Pudding. Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that'll make me feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyayari sa akin recently. At kung anong mangyayari. Or bakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ako ay nag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tatype sa Taglish. Ayaw ko mag isip nang hindi positive, pero it's kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;difficult to find something positive about that atm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goddamn I love this show. Even though it IS making me sad and happy at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish Kat and Jen were here so that I can make noises at them. Here, guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;BOOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a haircut I want a haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a haircut I want a haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a haircut I want a haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want a haircut I NEED a haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-4067336607136478019?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/4067336607136478019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=4067336607136478019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4067336607136478019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/4067336607136478019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/garden-gnomes-and-chicken-bones.html' title='Garden Gnomes and Chicken Bones'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-7131806395974050498</id><published>2008-06-06T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:36:59.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Are You dressed Like Cher?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was s'posed to go to Kat's house today avec Jen. But I had to stay home and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;take care of grammy. She's been sleeping for the past three hours so I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;have gone. Next week perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm out of noodles and I'm starving. Kind of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like watching episodes of Radio Free Roscoe. [In case you didn't know: tv show on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The N about freshmen who start an underground radio station.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you've ever seen the show: how unbelievable is it that these kids are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;supposed to be FRESHMEN?! Wtf, I've never met freshmen like those. Excluding the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;band froshes, we got some lame ass newbies. Bitches and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apart from the phone calls with Ledyn and the visit from Kat and Tony yesterday, this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;week sucked. I just didn't feel super and my nose is bothering me again and I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;even more self conscious and I need a job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it. I need a haircut. I want one. I always feel good after haircuts. But I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;trying to grow my hair out. I don't know why. I'll cut it once school starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just hope they don't mess it up even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Poop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-7131806395974050498?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/7131806395974050498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=7131806395974050498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7131806395974050498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/7131806395974050498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-are-you-dressed-like-cher.html' title='Why Are You dressed Like Cher?'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-6855371650663923339</id><published>2008-06-02T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:57:36.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Small One [TWSS]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ledyn says he doesn't like presenting because he's shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Says he doesn't like his shyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, Ledyn. I think it's fucking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-6855371650663923339?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6855371650663923339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=6855371650663923339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6855371650663923339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6855371650663923339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-small-one-twss.html' title='Just A Small One [TWSS]'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-969287912872789919</id><published>2008-06-02T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:45:21.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Didn't Get To Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dumating an lola ko galing sa pinas kahapon. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tuma-type sa Tagalog. E-Englisin ko na nga lang. Hindi ko rin alam kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tama ang spelling ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We got to the airport at around seven yesterday. We waited for fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;TWO hours even though the flight schedule said the plane arrived EARLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I spent most of the time trying to reassure Ledyn that his PowerPoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;would turn out perfectly fine, but I've always sucked at reassuring people, so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that probably didn't work. I'm sure it went well though. I'm positive it did. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other half of the time there I spent laughing at my brother and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sister because they were playing this insane game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;We got home around...I don't know what time. Really late though, and we still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hadn't eaten dinner. My aunt and uncle were waiting for us there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Called Ledyn but he was practicing for his PowerPoint. Good, Toby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and da made noodles. Still wasn't satisfied. I want noodles this whole week. But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;we ran out of the good kind, so, poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I have to see the movie Juno one more time, I'm going to hit someone. I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I used to go around saying I could watch it forever and not get tired. Complete LIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew how annoying Juno McGuff could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-969287912872789919?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/969287912872789919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=969287912872789919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/969287912872789919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/969287912872789919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-i-didnt-get-to-yesterday.html' title='Because I Didn&apos;t Get To Yesterday'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095802436705819321.post-6757181182396126440</id><published>2008-06-01T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T10:35:54.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lazy Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eating Cheerios because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1] I was commanded to eat breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2] I had milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;WOOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Going grocery shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Korean markets FTW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall continue later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095802436705819321-6757181182396126440?l=ginsomnia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/feeds/6757181182396126440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5095802436705819321&amp;postID=6757181182396126440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6757181182396126440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095802436705819321/posts/default/6757181182396126440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginsomnia.blogspot.com/2008/06/first.html' title='The First'/><author><name>starfruitguia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07542714212325045748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
