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Monday, October 29, 2007 ... Posted at 10:12 PM

Hm.
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My highlighter is dead, so I used Crayola instead.

Who knew I was an uncouth heathen to give into
Satan's distractions of my studies.

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Tuesday, October 16, 2007 ... Posted at 10:26 PM

My Halloween persona.
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What Your Halloween Habits Say About You

The scariest thing on Halloween is you! You definitely don't want any kids in costumes crossing your path - and you're willing to scare away any who do.

You often feel invisible when you're in public. And it's a shame, because you're really quite a character.

Your inner child is open minded, playful, and adventurous.

You truly fear the dark side of humanity. You are a true misanthrope.

You're logical, rational, and not easily effected. Not a lot scares you... especially when it comes to the paranormal.

You are unique, expressive, and a trendsetter. Your ideal Halloween costume is over the top and one of a kind.
What's Your Halloween Personality?

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Thursday, October 11, 2007 ... Posted at 5:08 PM

Sigh.
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Missed another day of school ...

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Wednesday, October 10, 2007 ... Posted at 1:51 PM

Hm.
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I feel a lot better now after yesterday's dramatic episode. I felt so ill, more so than I ever felt in my entire life, but luckily I am alive and quickly recovering. I am preparing a nice pot of herbs to hasten the treatment.

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Argh.
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I was so sick today ... my fever reached an all-time high of 101 degrees. I was so mad at my dad because he was too drunk to care, and my mom was gone on the other side of the country to help me. If my grandma wasn't there, I could have died. Sometimes I think my dad loves his alcohol more than anything or anyone else in the whole world.

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Tuesday, October 09, 2007 ... Posted at 11:18 AM

Phew.
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After an aggravating morning, my throat finally calmed down a bit ... at least to a condition that I can somewhat tolerate.

Everyone left today, and Charlie came by to pick me up. We are like an old married couple; ah well, I'd say that is a compliment. Either way, I am speeding through all of my work like a racecar, and I feel quite proud of it, really. Though I was listening to some old professors talking about computers and multi-tasking and they turned to me was working, and we had a long conversation about it. Afterwards, after they left one by one after an hour or so.

Ironically, I was reading AcaDec goods, Times, and working the machines the scan in the slides. The professor patted me on the back and told me to take it easy ... I probably should.

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Monday, October 08, 2007 ... Posted at 9:48 PM

Oh my god!
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My throat is throbbing with so much pain. It feels like its going to split into four pieces at this rate. I can't even drink water without feeling pain. Someone save me from this cruel world!

D=

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Ugh.
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I have the worse sore throat I ever experienced. I can barely raise my voice.

So far its been an interesting day, including the strange occurrence on the computer. I went to a meeting for Artifact at 2 PM and there was apparently some controversy about an anti-homosexual article. Though I felt somewhat offended by it, even as a heterosexual, it needed to be in the paper, to be fair. So far I feel rather inspired for the magazine and I hope to do a lot more ...

Onto my personal life, I feel so miserable at home. My mother is New York, yet she won't stop calling back my home every night interrogating what my dad is doing. I was so angry because I was trying to do my exam, and she wouldn't stop calling! For some reason, I've been getting more and more ill lately. I hope that history doesn't repeat itself and I end up in a coma again. I remember last school year my parents were far too busy arguing with each other than anything else in the world, but I couldn't blame my mother, because my father loved nothing more than alcohol, and no one would be able to separate him and his true love.

What a wonderful world we live in. See you on the other side of the moon.

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Something fucking creepy.
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So I was logging onto the school computer that I usually sit at to check the conditions of the stocks, and then I see on the toolbar for search: "bn lam khuten lam khuyen lam khuyrn lam." I just stared at it for the longest time with my eyes wide open. I don't understand what that was. Could someone possibly gotten a hold of my name? I always clear out my data, and even then, I never use the computer for anything personal that would require my name to be signed in.

If that is the case, what on earth was that? Is someone following me?

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Sunday, October 07, 2007 ... Posted at 6:28 PM

Sigh.
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And so I finished the grand exam yesterday, and I never felt so exhausted in my life before. When I came home, I was immediately sent to church for one or two hours, and when I returned, I realized that I made an epic error! I wrote in my planner that my exam was to be on Sunday, however, it was on Saturday! Yes, a three hour exam on the Analysis of Linguistics and Morphemes on the same day as damn test-that-must-not-be-spoken of. I labored painfully through the hours and eventually finished it all at 11:45 PM ... phew.

Its Sunday evening, and I look back on my "week-end" bread in disdain. What rest did I recieve? Nada. My mother left to New York now, and before she left, she came into my room and told me about a secret safe she had, and if anything were to happen to her, she wanted me to get access to it and get it out--and she warned me not to tell my father about it. How saddening. I think the most uncomfortable thing is seeing her constantly check up on my dad's phone records.

Well, Sunday it is. I am sitting at home by myself without no one other in the house besides TouTou the dog, and Headache.

I still have a lot more to do tonight ... Ugh, I must go to sleep at 10 PM tonight or else I'll suffer from a coma again.

On a side note, some of you may know that I have not been very happy in Journalism as of late, and yes, that is very much true. I have no freedom, and no power in the class. As soon as I tried to be proactive, people on the other side of the room were screaming at me and said, "Just because you made the Rebel last year, don't mean you have a voice in what goes on now!" I am a figure-head, or, in Charlie word's, "You are like the Emperor of Japan." That's a rather accurate term, Queen of England, Emperor ... etc. I am really just a figurehead in the class that receives the blame for things when all goes wrong. On the flip side, I currently love my job over at The Artifact. It feels so ... free there. I have the freedom to experiment, I have the freedom to be wild and expressive. I am honestly happy there, even if the labor is intense. By the way, I managed to come up with an interpretation of The Artifact:

Art - The creative products of human
I - Refers to the speaker or writer
Fact - A piece of information about circumstances that exist or events that have occurred

ART from the people, IF the people ACT.


I am quite happy with myself for that!

Either way, Melissa Yabumoto is going to start a dreaded club; as much as I want to join, I fear it will become a breeding ground for weeaboos, and its just too much for me to handle. I told her to post a picture of Haruhi and give people the option to:

A. JERK OFF
B. STUDY THE ART FORM WITH CARE

If they answer A, "UBER FAIL!" and kick them out. If they reply with the latter, say, "AGE."

Problem solved. See you on the other side of the moon.

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Thursday, October 04, 2007 ... Posted at 11:13 AM

Man ...
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You know you are overworked and crazy when you type in your college ID into your AIM handler.

So its college applications season, I have my SAT tests this Saturday, two jobs (soon to get the third),editor for four different things, and a bunch of clubs - oh yes, how can I possibly forget, AcaDec.

So tonight I had this awful dream of Mr. Hayashisaka, the epitome of a strict Japanese principal, screaming at us in the lunch room and forcing us to remain silent for half an hour and put our heads down. Jesus, that's one thing I don't want to experience again.

Well, I just finished all of my work quite early so now I am surfing the internet and waiting for my time slot to end. My employers are impressed with how quickly I manage to work. The girl who use to work my position would take a week or even moreso than use the Nikon machine and get through a box. After tampering with the program and machine for a few minutes, I was able to set it so that it moves faster. So what took her weeks to do is now taking me a day--two hours and thirty minutes to be exact. So I am pretty happy here.

I have yet to study for my SATs extensively--just a few scattered moments here and there. How can I possibly find the time to do that? I have to apply for scholarships, design a bunch of shit for people. Its a crazy and hectic life ...

On the subjects of scholarships, I decided to apply for the Hitachi Foundation. I might not win, but its worth a shot. I also found another good one, but there might be a problem. At first, it said that the scholarship was for ASIANS. As I read the rules further, it tend said Pacific Islander Asians. What on earth is that?

Well, I am most likely in no condition to write any essays since my English is rather poor. I must read a few more books on the Greek-styled rhetoric to improve it.

I am really behind lately. I have stopped attending Economics with Mr. Nagai for fun because of the time constraints, and I am waking up later and later. This is terrible since I made it a goal to work harder and wake up at 4 AM every morning. I cannot believe it, I had it all right! Argh.

I wonder if I am going to Osaka this year, but if I do, I refuse to stay at my grandaunt's house ... its far too cramp, even for a Japanese complex. Its a shame that all of the hotels there are so expensive, otherwise I could have been there two summers ago.

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